Military Base Main Gates

[Aesha]

Nestled in the walls that separated the base from the rest of the city, there was only one entrance to the military base, and this was it. The gates had been the last thing that had been built after the orcish invasion that led the base to being constructed, and now they finally stood complete.

They consisted of two double doors, of wooden construct that had been hardened for protection from whatever may threaten the city. Not only was the walled off section of the town built to house the army, but it was a last stand, of sorts, a place for people to flee to if the rest of the city was ever breached. Two small guard towers had been built on either side of the gates, accessible only from the inside of the base on ground floor, or through the rampart that snaked it's way all over the top of the base wall. Arrow slits were visible in the stone walls, though they currently looked vacant of any weapons.

The gates stood open, but guards were checking people over carefully before letting them into the base itself, and generally, no one was let in without a military ID of some sort or some note of authority if they were seeking to see an officer.

One such guard was a Human man, very young in his adulthood and imposing in his prime. Brown, curly hair, tidy and kept clean all the time, oddly speckled with shades of hazel at some places, his eyes were ever alert. He was no slouching guard - he always took his duty to heart, and his tall stature made sure he was a beacon any of the other lazing, dozing people within the military. That guard was an Olympian Human by the name of Agaenos Phidion.

Anyone who approached, he would waste no time at all in checking their identification papers. At least, unlike guards in the main city gates, he was not bad-tempered. At all. Something that was somehow quite rare for person having to guard a static place from Brightening to Darkening...

OOC1: Written by Aesha and Agaenos.

OOC2: Don't forget to timestamp your post! Lichen's Guide/The Kalendryan System/The Current Season

[Aravan]

Timestamp: 13 Brightening of the Third Cycle 2nd Ioannes Summer of Era X

After making a quick stop by his old place to pick up his meager belongings Aravan approached the Military gates and the guard stationed there.

"Serale good sir, here is my Military ID" Said Aravan as her presented His new ID to the guard. " I'm new to the military might you be able to direct me to the Military Administration Office?"

As Aravan awaited the guards replay he look at the gates in awe.

[Agaenos Phidion]

OOC: Terribly sorry for the wait, Aravan.

IC:

Sometimes, the Corporal pondered whether he needed a change of those old weapons...

For some people, of course, a mere piece of steel would accompany them for a life time. For him, however, being in the military, the relatively fragile metal could break only too easily. Eyeing with those pair of mahogony eyes of his in a slight air of disdain upon his broad sword, the one which had seen through the most battle, he began wondering upon his Summer's Brightening which materials he desired his blades to be, before his ears and eyes, the two senses he used to do his duty here, caught the form of a half-Elven man approaching the gate.

Looking at the military ID, he confirmed the genuinity of the man, and nodded to him. Gate-guarding tended to shorten a person's temper by a considerable amount within a shockingly short span of time - Agaenos, however, seemed immune to it.

"Serale Aravan. You'll be wanting the Barracks Administration Centre. See that cluster of building over there?" He pointed to his right, and not far from the gates and where he was standing, laid a small congregation of buildings - one of which looked rather roughly hewn. He specifically mentioned that one. "The rough one there is it - you will get your room there."

The first sign of a smile crept to his face, as he nodded him in.

[Aravan]

OCC: Not a problem

IC: "Serale Aravan. You'll be wanting the Barracks Administration Centre. See that cluster of building over there?" He pointed to his right, and not far from the gates and where he was standing, laid a small congregation of buildings - one of which looked rather roughly hewn. He specifically mentioned that one. "The rough one there is it - you will get your room there." As the guard finished showing Aravan where the barracks Administration Center was Aravan stated: "I think I might head over to the Quartermasters Office first to pick up my equipment first. Thank you for the directions" as Aravan was leaving the gates he gave the guard a friendly smile.

[Sebastian Levesque]

Sebastian had left home with hopes of becoming a great warrior like his father, and now he was one step closer. He left the Staff Sergeant's office immediately, and went straight to the gates, eager the become a soldier. Soldiers are who won wars, and soldiers were the heros, therefore, he had more respect for any military personel then he would for any king.

As he approached the gigantic gates he looked admiringly at every detail. He watched closely for movements in the archer slits, to see if anyone noticed his arrival. The headstrong young man then noticed the guard at the entrance, and with a smile began to walk quickly with anticipation.

As soon as he got within a few feet of the gaurd, who of course had already known he was approaching, he held out his newly acquired ID. This man must've been a soldier, maybe even a soon-to-be brother in arms, so he spoke with the upmost politeness, his bullheadedness still showing in his voice though "Serale sir. I just recieved this ID from the recruiting office and the sergeant there told me to come here." he began to secretly measure up the man while he awaited. Sebastian was, like his father, made perfectly for military service. Besides his hatred for monarchs, he was the perfect example of a strong, physically and willed, young man. So it seemed, this fellow infront of him was too.

[Agaenos Phidion]

OOC: Sorry about the long wait, Sebastian. Oh, and your post needs a timestamp in.

IC:

Many were eager - and the Corporal, doubtlessly, had once been eager as he stepped out of the Sergeant's Office as well. To this end, his eagerness paid off, and that one extra chevron on his sleeve proved the point. Delving into a short reminiscence to Duncan's point, however... Should he really still be guarding the gate? He really could be making much better use of his time here... Especially with the Hoplites of Abestat... He could be continue developping it, even now, if he was not guarding the gates...

The brown orbs of the Corporal's soul's windows looked up once more, his back facing against the battlement which depicted the start of the military district. A man, just as strong, just as willed as he was - perhaps even moreso - approached. Maybe he was another new recruit...

And quite unknown to Agaenos, he actually came from the same home Eunesian city was he did as well. Although in turmoil at the moment, he had never forgotten Olympia, that place he had always thirsted to go back to.

"Serale," he answered, whilst nodding his head to Sebastian and receiving his new ID - in fact, so new that one could tell the ink had only just been added onto the piece of parchment. "You are in the right place - see that cluster of buildings there?" He pointed, and in the short distance laid a small congregation of buildings, with one looking particularly rough. "That one there, the rough one - that's the Barracks Administration Centre, and you will get a room there."

Handing back the ID, instead of letting him straight through, a sudden urge tickled him to ask an extra question.

"Say, have you come to the army to... Erm, "fight evil"? Just being curious..."