Rashad regarded Rayven with a considerate look…
He was aware that Rayven was only 14, so he was expecting the young man to become famous after a few more years with this level of improvement.
"Young mage…" He said calmly. His tone was more like an elder speaking to a nephew, not some high-ranking official.
"The road ahead of you is not an easy one. But I can see you've got a future brighter than most."
"Thank you, Sir…" Rayven muttered, still unsure what this guy was going on about.
Rashad then reached into his robe and pulled out a thin bronze token.
Unlike the standard adventurer plates, this one was smaller, and it had the insignia of a hand holding a star, the mark of the Continental Martial Union.
He pressed it into Rayven's palm, so he wouldn't reject.
