Ah yes, Mr I’m-in-charge himself.
The Avian area commander is not well-liked by many of the Predgarians in Steiron. If we set aside his personal dislike for Captain Golden Lion, the arrogant and somewhat vain man is overly-officious, a bit of a stickler for formality and protocol and just down-right irritating to be around.
That aside, he’s not really a bad person, and that’s why he’s such a pain in the neck. Martial Eagle is a Predgarian and does his job well. A warrior without a colour to his name, he shouldn’t be underestimated in battle and never is. His affinity for the proud eagle is easily discernable upon the battlefield and his double-edged, dual short swords and mid-class armour make for faster movement than the average eagle warrior.
The man has an extensive history, joining the Order in Siftine and transferring to Steiron a few years later. A competent and reliable warrior, he worked in both North and East Sectors before becoming official Second to the then current captain of West Sector.
When the position of captain opened in West it was fully expected that Eagle would get the job, but it was instead filled by a new Predgarian, barely a year out of training.
Though the young warrior Lion had earned a gold medallion and had received personal training from the general himself, many thought this decision premature.
Martial Eagle was obviously amongst them and spoke out against the captain every chance he got. Golden Lion had no choice in the end but to have Eagle transferred to a different unit. Out of each other’s hair, that should’ve been the end of it but by the end of the next two years, Martial Eagle was promoted to area commander – a position above Golden Lion.
After the initial gloating period (which went on far too long) Lion and everyone else settled into the change, accepting the fact that though Martial Eagle was a very definite ass, he’d probably do well in the position.
Alas it was not to be. Martial Eagle still takes every chance he gets to annoy Lion, trying to get a rise out of him and the warriors under the captain’s command, hoping for the day he can hand in a substantial complaint, give a scathing report to the council of the general’s shining star of a student.
When all’s said and done though, Martial Eagle will still be sat behind his desk running numbers and reading reports while Lion enjoys fighting the Red Jackal out on the streets…which is not on Lion’s list of things to do that fateful morning when he gets caught up in the messy scenario Karen and Jackal are creating.
At this point Lion can’t really be called a new captain anymore. He’s been in the job a good eight years. He’s a conscientious leader, taking care of his duties and the warriors under his care – his warriors would most likely say he pays a little too much attention.
Golden Lion is very mindful of the fact he is the youngest warrior – in any of the five Orders – to be given command of a unit.
Completing his training at sixteen he was given his first ever assignment in Joinstohm. Before that year had quite finished General Jaguar decided to trial him in West Sector Steiron, which led to the awkward seventeen year-old setting up permanent residence there.
Lion’s careful nature, his desire to not screw up, has made it extremely difficult for Martial Eagle to find anything to fault him on in the last six years.
The most the area commander can do is poke fun at the tiny flaws in Lion’s writing style in his reports.
In Jackal’s Gambit, Lion is thrust into the action, finding the Dakkonin scarce and two civilians, namely Karen and Jay in mortal danger.
Meeting Karen Fireirro will be both the best and worst thing which could happen to him. Now with new knowledge of the Sarpiens he cannot ignore and people in danger, Lion will have no choice but to act.
He will have to make hard decisions, ones against orders, ones which might get his unit killed, ones which will lead him to a direct confrontation with the Red Jackal.