A man in silvered full plate entered the chamber from the back, his helm beneath his arm.  Hair the rich red of autumn leaves flowed down to his waist in a pony tail wrapped with silver chord.  Emerald eyes regarded them all quietly from above as he crossed to the clerk and accepted the applications, which he began to review.<br/><br/>A giant even among Grenida, the Captain stood an inch and a half over seven feet tall.  Broad in the shoulder and narrow at the hip, he moved in over fifty pounds of steel as if it were nothing more than a woolen sweater.  His curve blade, a graceful and precise elven slashing sword used in two hands—looked more like a long sword on the tall man’s belt beautiful silver and leather belt.<br/><br/>At first, he quietly reviewed the papers.<br/>