Cecil: *lets his pent-up Sygnus frustrations out on Junior, spinning his sword in a focused concentration, the blade shimmering with Paladinly light* You wear the uniform of a Baronian soldier, but you attack without a proven reason. Is that how you do it where you come from?
Junior: There’s plenty of reason! I saw these guys steal His Majesty’s sword!
Cecil: What sword? This one? *holds up his blade*