15.6 The Cavaliers Guild.

Sweat stings your eyes, the copper tang of blood lies thick on your tongue, and the heat within the layers of steel threaten to sitfle your last breath as you collapse in exhaustion.
But that is not to be your fate.
As a Cavalier, the blade of Thakria, your martial training begins as you enter into service and follows til the day you breath your last or ascend to Godhood. The choice is yours how it ends, only perserverence is demanded.
Loyalty, Honor, Duty, these core values are yours to live by and you will be held to its measure. Carry youself with bearing and pride, as the eyes of the world will watch and wait for you to fall.
Join us as a brother or sister, if you are stout of heart and thick of skin, to slay the enemies of Thakria, to master the sword and hone your skills as a whirlwind of death.
For when you are one of us, the sting of sweat, the taste of blood, and the feel of your armor pressed upon your flesh as you stand over the pitiful body of your enemy, that is when you feel most alive.