Timestamp: First Brightening of the Last Cycle of Fall, etc., etc., you figure it out. 
The royal colors of the Imperial Guard flashed nicely on his uniform as he stepped up to the gate. The elf inside said uniform grinned widely. It had been some time since he had seen Sheng, but many things had changed since they last spoke. Last time, Motito had just achieved the power of Master, and was taking a break from military life.
Now, however, he was back, and in force. Sheng had been the Commander of Prime Military when Motito had signed up as a Private. Thanks to a newly re-opening branch of the military, the Mage Corps, Tito had been fast-tracked to just under Sheng's rank in no time. Now, though, he was stepping forward to talk with Sheng as something he'd never before been: His superior.
It was an odd feeling, outranking the man who led an entire legion when he'd first enlisted, but such was life, in all it's peculiarities.
Major General Motito Gil'dae approached the guards, his rank and medals flashing. He had been through many battles, seen much combat, and was probably one of the most experienced military officers found.
"Serale," He commented to the guards as he approached. His business with Sheng was to find out numbers. He wanted to know how many magi Sheng had under his command, and of what rank and sphere they were. He had just recenetly been appointed Imperial Mage Corps Commander by the Empress herself, and as such, was in charge of magi empire-wide.
"I'm here to speak with Lieutenant General Sheng, as well as whoever is in command of the Mage Corps here." If it was necessary, he removed his Visa and military ID from his pouch, handing it to the guards to verify his rank, position, and identification.