Starke McHaryn thinks thoughtfully viewing the application with a slight frown, the only sign of his intent thinking. With a heavy sigh he sits down, his light chain mail patrol hauberk clinking softly with his movement. The sound of heavy foot falls is heard and glancing up the Lord Commander views his close companions as they walk into the room, Cavalier Lancer Liutenant Vectis II, and Starkes own cousin, Commander Rowan McHaryn. Both men seem to be garbed in armour splattered with mud and dust from the road, both bearing no injuries save for a slight bruise above Vectis right eye. Starke thinks thoughtfully before speaking.
"I trust your patrol went well? Ye both seem well enough". Starke doesn't bother waiting for a reply instead handing across the letter. In turn they both read it raising their eyebrows, Rowan is the first to speak.
"He is an untested man, Coz, we would be foolish to promote him to a knightly rank without first testing him". Vectis nods in agreement and so Starke begins writing the letter.
*The letter is delivered to you by Wolvengard Couriers, the heavy black destriers blowing loudly, hopefully finding your person*
"Hail Master Tristam,
I hope this letter finds you safe and well. We are greatly intrigued by your desire to join us at a knightly rank, you would have to be tested, but even then your chances of starting in an officers position are slim. We hope to hear from ye soon. Ride safely and stay in contact.
Hopefully your future brother of the order, Lord Commander Starke McHaryn."
*The letter is left with the Wolvengard seal*