Quoted By:
"Um Miss..." She turns to you.
"Warden." She says. "Warden Dargnan."
"Is there a... first name."
"Not for you." Her eyes narrow.
"Oh... well Warden Dargnan..." You point at the barricaded door. "Petrel said that door lead to their hide out. But I don't know if that's true. But he was trying to get me to go in there."
"Oh... really now." She raises a eyebrow and sighs. "Planchett." Planchett places Tom on the floor and runs over, grabbing Petrel from the Warden. "Good."
She reaches a hand into her coat pocket and pulls out... a notepad. "I am a fair woman Miss Niamic." She takes out a bulky golden pen and writes on a page. She furiously scribbles on the paper, like she was trying to cut the papers throat with the point. Seemingly satisfied she pops the top of the pen, the metal tip flipping open and revealing a olive colored stamp that presses agains the paper."
"Miss Niamic, I do not wait on Children, move." You run forward, giving a salute. "Y-yes Warden?"
She rips the paper from the pad and holds it too you. Its a voucher for... A light Clay! And...
Wow that's... that's a lot of Honor Points. Beneath the paper is a seal of Rose, probably some authenticity certificate.
"Deliver that to the school store by lights out. Do not trade that to anyone, I will know Miss Niamic, I always know."
Well... she didn't about the hideout (Probbably) but that didnt seem like something you should say.
"What do we SAY Miss Niamic!"
"W-warden Thank You Warden!" You take the paper and salute.
"Good, now clean up this mess." She looks at the smoke ridden and sand stained arena. "Planchet."
Planchet hands Petrel back, and you see the weathered lips of the Warden curl to a smile. "You may consider your probationary period finished, and your duties for the day are concluded." She carries Petrel on one shoulder, and, with narry a good bye she turns.
There is the crisp clack of shoes as she walks out the door.
Planchett sighs. "So cool..."
>What?
>Ignore the crazy lady, go wake tom up
>Sweeping time
>You know what? You ARENT going to clean up
>Does anyone have a potion? Or a personal healing terminal? Or something?
