“Ancestor’s Past,” the male griffin invoked, as his eyes roamed on top of the wooden table of Captain Narada. On top were pieces of armor, separated into two groups. On Fortrakt’s side was a new shoulder plate and another pauldron. His eyes were gleaming. Gilda couldn’t blame him. That armor pieces indicated he was jumping two ranks. On the eagless’ side, though, was a pair of new metallic braces, a leather vest… and a simple metal chain. That last bit had her quiet, had her suspicious. A Command Chain was more than a jump in rank; it was a sign that the Kingdom wanted her as an officer, a potential leader.