Q'Barra: Facing Truth

[Pebele]

Headmaster Goludov looked at the clock on the wall with disdain, it was nearly a quarter past one. The shifter was late, but this was to be expected. He pursed his lips together as the door was flung open and the young shifter bounded inside.

"I am pleased you decided to join us, Sepoto."

Once everyone had entered the office, the Headmaster got to his feet. “I’m sure you all have many questions, but please save them until the end.” He walked to the front of the desk and looked at each student in turn.

"Some of you have been on missions for the school before, some of you have not. Regardless, this mission is unlike the others that I have sent students on. This mission is an, ah, unofficial one. You see, there are some odd reports coming out of the Havenwood Settlement, and we need to know what is really going on.

There are reports of increased activity among the Deep Mist Lizardfolk tribe. These reports are concerning because we have never had problems with this tribe before. And, of course, we have no official reports, just the concerns of the folks in this settlement.”

The Headmaster leaned against his desk and looked to the students again. “I know some of you have had dealings with various tribes of the Lizardfolk before. That’s part of why you’re here. We need to know what exactly is going on, and why. And we need to find out quickly and efficiently. I can’t send a whole platoon for no reason.

I assume you all are familiar with each other. I hope you can all trust each other. Now, before I go further, I need to know that I can count on you all. If any of you are unsure, there’s the door. I don’t care where you go, but I don’t need to send you out there to get killed. Will you all accept this mission?”


No problem, Rookseye. I'm glad you made it today.

 

[EvolutionKB]

Kaelan's eyes darts over the members of this group, sizing them all up as individuals. With a determined look in his eyes, he gives Headmaster Goludov a firm nod. "I'm in."

 

[Pebele]

Goludov nodded to Kaelan, and grabbed a thick tablet from the desk. He scribbled something on it and looked expectedly to the others.

 

[Shayuri]

Trebuchet salutes smartly, making only the faintest of clangs as his hand connects with his forehead.

"I am honored to accept this mission, sir. It should provide ample opportunity to field test my newer functions!"

 

[Pebele]

Goludov smiles a bit to the enthusiastic Warforged. "Thank you, Trebuchet."

Again he scribbles on the tablet and waits.

 

[Rookseye]

"Sir, Headmaster Goludov, sir, the whispers of I'Katra have called me here as much as your missive, my home is the academy, and my choice is to accept this task..."

Sepoto glances at each of his fellow students, wondering what part each of them will play in the coming journey. It does not even cross his mind that one of them might decline.

 

[Pebele]

The Headmaster raises a bushy eyebrow at Sepoto's words, but he dutifully makes a mark on the tablet.

"Very good."

 

[Rolzup]

"An honor, sir," Darrick says smoothly, again keeping his grin from surfacing.

 

[Yeoman]

"You can definitely count me in, I've been waiting for this chance for years sir! I won't let you down."

Catherine leans back and starts thinking about the information at hand. So let's see, we've got Kaelan the moody changeling. He's amazing with that blade of his though, but I hope his feelings about the lizardfolk don't get in the way of investigating this incident. I swear I'll get him to open up one day.

Who else....Charles and Sepoto. They must have been selected for their stealth skills. I've heard they are both really good at what they do. If only Sepoto wore something more than that damnable loincloth though. I guess Kaelan falls in the stealth category as well.

They must have picked Trebuchet as our fire support. He's a little off, even for a warforged, but what's not to like? His magic will be a tremendous asset.

So that leaves Darrick and myself. We're both excellent commanders in our training excercises, but how will it translate to real combat? He's better in combat than I am, so it makes sense he's here. I still owe him for that last mounted combat lesson. Where does that leave me? They must need my healing and linguistic talents. Whatever, we were all chosen for a reason.

 

[Pebele]

Goludov nods to Darrick and Catherine in turn, then makes more marks on the tablet.

"Very good."

With that his eyes fall to Charles. He is, apparently, unwilling to say anything at all until everyone has committed themselves to the task.