When Quentin's speech was over, everyone felt uplifted and ready to tackle anything. They cheered, and all eight of them lifted their glasses together.
It took a moment for them to realize the group only consisted of seven.
The Headmaster sat in between Quentin and Zivar, cheering along with the rest of them.
"Wonderful speech, and only wrong on one count," he said, taking a gulp of his ale. "One doesn't need to stand to be invisible."
"Thank you all for coming. It truly means a lot that you are willing to help an old Headmaster with his problems. Most students are more focussed on their own studies than they are on actually using their newfound abilities for the greater good, as shown by the fact that few jumped in to help when the Necromancer lost control of his minions.
"Every so often, I choose a small group of students who have more potential than the rest. This group does certain...favors for me. Investigations, usually. There are places in the world that sometimes have a need, and I can't simply stand by and refuse them help.
"If you choose to help me, you will become my personal retainers. You will be exposed to real world application of what you are learning. It is my experience that those who go out into the world, as opposed to simply studying in the Academy, typically learn much more, and rise above their peers.
"This year, and I predict in the coming years, I will have a number of problems that need to be addressed. Because of this, I am actually creating two groups. You will be one. The other is made up of friends of yours, I believe. Jorrick the Goliath, Mezzra the Drow, Korlin the Half Elf, as well as my granddaughter, Raven. They are joined by a few others you possibly have not met. You may work with them from time to time, but likely you will be put on separate missions. They have dubbed themselves "Raven's Claw". My granddaughter is anything but humble.
"You may also name yourselves, if you wish. You may ask me any questions you need, but I will require an answer from each of you by nightfall."
He sits back, finishing his ale, ordering another, and waits for their reply.
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