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The Guildmaster turned to Preacher standing at the side of the stage, giving the man a short nod.

Preacher nodded in return and came to the Guildmaster's side with an old scroll which the old man rolled out once handed to him.

"By the authority granted to me by the pact sworn by all the leaders of the known guilds, and by the laws of the Elder Council, it is within my power and my will to approve you all as heroes of Tamriel. Though your names, as dear to you as they may be, will be of little importance to the people you will protect, another name shall inflict respect, hope, maybe even fear in their hearts. That name you will be the sole master of."

He began to walk up to the student to the far beginning of the row upon which they were all sitting, stopping in front of Vin, his eyes staring the young man down.

"Vinicius Rex", he began. "What is the name you have chosen for yourself for which the people of Tamriel will hereafter know you by?"