A tall, lanky man stepped in from the driving rain, his thin layer of black and plum cloth stuck to his form like a wetsuit. With broken and twisted fingers he pulled down a hood that had proven to be largely ineffectual, and with those same hands squeezed the precipitation loose from his pale blonde hair and let it splatter against the stone floor. Scanning the room and washing it lightly in red light, he began to look for materials and books explaining the process for Citizenship.

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Mathus, Void Apostle of the New Moon

Should he inquire with one of the bored-looking clerks, they would pass him a copy of the examination, with some small amount of derision after having spattered their office with rainwater.

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After talking with the Clerk and hearing about a daily 8 am tour that details all of the information included on the exam, he decides to return at that time.

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Mathus, Void Apostle of the New Moon

The next day, Mathus returned to the Commonwealth Center with a sheet of parchment in his hands, furnishing it unto the Clerk for filing.

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Mathus, Void Apostle of the New Moon