Octavian sat in his tent, tapping his fingers impatiently as he waited for his fellow legionnaires to arrive. He couldn't help but feel like he was surrounded by idiots on all sides. Just as he was about to go off and demand their presence himself, the tent flap opened and Hazel entered, followed closely by Frank and you yourself.

"About time you two showed up," he said, rolling his eyes. "I've been waiting for ages."

He hooked his traditional dagger back onto his waist in quick annoyance.