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Auvela had to ask for directions to find the barracks in the Castrum. The guard at the bottom of the shaman's tower narrowed his eyes at her, curling his lip with a pointed look at her scepter. It made her fiddle with the scepter—really nothing more than a gnarled branch she'd carved on a bit, rather clumsily—and wonder firstly what she had done wrong, and then why he didn't say anything about it. Right. I really shouldn't… She bit back an internal cringe and smiled at the guard as she thanked him, twisting her paw to sort-of hide her scepter behind her skirt. Father did warn me. She saw few females as she made her way ac