When the morning came and Ienis awoke, He couldn't help but feel like he was forgetting something. He had had the feeling for what seemed like half of yesterday too... but he just couldn't put his finger on what it was or when it started. He shook his head and sent himself to work.<br/><br/>Ienis made his living as a guard. He worked in their specialty division for escorting and/or protecting very important wares and/or people. There weren't a lot of people who made it into the aspect of the guards who were assigned to protect nobles or very, very wealthy merchants; only the best were accepted. The best or those with an unseen advantage.<br/><br/>He arrived at his reporting station a few minutes early, greeting the officer there with a salute. The officer stood at the entrance to the guardhouse closest to Ienis' residence holding a notepad loosely. "Sir, Ienis Caleron reporting for service."<br/><br/>The officer returned his salute. "Good morning warrant Caleron. Do you have anything to report?" This was routine, but only for Ienis. He had a habit of getting himself involved in work during his free time.<br/><br/>"Sir, I rendered my aid during the airship crash yesterday from it's descent until deep dusk."<br/><br/>He nodded as though he expected to hear it, making a note. "Understood. Today you are to return to that area and continue the rescue efforts until you are requested for commissionary work. I believe I heard that someone from the Boudreaux estate would be taking a look through our ranks later, ensure that you cooperate with them if they ask for your aid."<br/><br/>Ienis saluted again. "Yes sir. Will there be anything else?"<br/><br/>"That should do it. Dismissed."<br/><br/>Ienis began heading back to the damaged area and got himself to work.<br/>