((to Glaive))<br/>Glaive was previously appointed Head general of the guard, though through several acts had been reduced to nothing in the fable halls of the Queen's castle. He was held in the lowest dungeon, left to serve the rest of his life there. He was lucky though. Fate wouldn't let him die so easily. It just so happened that now, on this day of days, his chains had finally rusted to the point they could be broken. The guards were busy attending the arrival of the newcomers, so no one was there to watch him...