"You're Liiriani, yes?" The recruiter eyed the tattered uniforms on those crowding into his prefab. "Ex-military. Wait... you're Temple Guard? The ones left behind after the fall of Mantaniir?" "Yeah. I was at Mantaniir. We all were." The scarred veteran's lip curled, and he spat. "Proud Mantaniir. Glorious Mantaniir.