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I bide my time and bite my lip. I joined the service on my birthday, and it was the proudest day of my life when I became a Ranger. Almost as proud as I was to be tapped to be in Taggerdy's Thunder.
And now... Squires? Knights? Paladins? What the hell.
I try not to roll my eyes. I try to never let my unit down. But sometimes on watch, I think about leaving. Pick a direction. I think west. Things got to be better out west.
But I know too well what waits out there. So whatever stupid new rules comes out, I bite my lip and say whatever they want. But in my heart, I'm a Ranger and not even the Lieutenant can take that away from me.