Pollux & Claudus
Pollux Pollux
Claudus Claudus
Pollux Pollux
War is a flame that burns both bright and cold—do you strike it for honor or for the blaze of the soul?
Claudus Claudus
I strike the flame for honor, for the safety of my people and the strength of our tradition. The soul may burn bright, but duty calls me first.
Pollux Pollux
Duty is the fire, honor the spark—together they keep the night from swallowing the dawn.
Claudus Claudus
Indeed, duty fuels the flame, honor lights it, and together we stand against the darkness.
Pollux Pollux
Your flame is both shield and mirror—protecting yet revealing the truth that lies within the dark.