Not wishing to sound too eager, (light! He wasn’t eighteen any more) Prewtez replied “I feel you’ve been most accommodating in showing me the important areas, Mistress Ubriel. Perhaps a mentor will be useful at a later date but for now I would like to explore a bit on my own. Perhaps meet some other Drin’far’ji.”
He looked about the small room, noting that it originally had been set up for two. The furnishings were sparse. A bed, a writing desk along the wall, and a trunk at the foot of his bed were all the furnishings. He noted the uniforms, toweling, and linens. He obviously was to make up his own bed. Gone were the days when he had an adjutant for such tasks.
Prewtez listened attentively as she continued her instructions. He felt he was a bit too mature, or long in the tooth depending upon one’s perspective, to engage in any pranks or hijinks. And as for privacy, well, he was long accustomed to having minimal in the military. While her explanation of why he was given a private room made sense, a part of him wondered if recruitment was a problem. However, the privacy would be nice, especially when it came time to study.
Taking the keys and thanking Ubriel Gaidar, Prew had but one question remaining. “Will I be assigned by you to a particular class tomorrow, or do I sign up for one on my own?” Blast it all! He just couldn’t contain his eagerness to get started. He felt like he had to make up for lost years, the sooner the better.
OOC: think I would like to have one more post with Prewtez in his room thinking about the events of the day. When I return from vacation, perhaps I should join an open post or see about beginning lessons. Will this involve another player, or do I solo it with an NPC?He looked about the small room, noting that it originally had been set up for two. The furnishings were sparse. A bed, a writing desk along the wall, and a trunk at the foot of his bed were all the furnishings. He noted the uniforms, toweling, and linens. He obviously was to make up his own bed. Gone were the days when he had an adjutant for such tasks.
Prewtez listened attentively as she continued her instructions. He felt he was a bit too mature, or long in the tooth depending upon one’s perspective, to engage in any pranks or hijinks. And as for privacy, well, he was long accustomed to having minimal in the military. While her explanation of why he was given a private room made sense, a part of him wondered if recruitment was a problem. However, the privacy would be nice, especially when it came time to study.
Taking the keys and thanking Ubriel Gaidar, Prew had but one question remaining. “Will I be assigned by you to a particular class tomorrow, or do I sign up for one on my own?” Blast it all! He just couldn’t contain his eagerness to get started. He felt like he had to make up for lost years, the sooner the better.