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The Candidate Barracks is a long vertical room with only a single large door to the ground level. It's co-ed with cots set up perpendicular to the walls.

The guest rooms have no outside access. A branch shooting off of the main passageway to the Dining hall has a bunch of doors leading off of them. They are all the same, empty cots set up along one wall and a table on the other.

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One room, just outside the Candidate's Barracks, is set up as an office. There is a table, several chairs, and shelves with stacks and rolls of scraped hides and writing tools.

It is in this room that you can often find Shadill, the new Candidate Master. She is a tough woman, middle-aged, and is taking her duties seriously. Unnecessary noises coming from the Candidate Barracks will bring her attention, and usually her favored tool of punishment, a battered, long-handled wooden spoon.

New Candidates should check in with Shadill, who is attempting to impose organization upon the Barracks.



Opposite the Candidate Master's Office is a plain room with a cot and clothespress; Shadill has not yet had an opportunity to personalize her new quarters.




NPC Rules: Shadill

Shadill is a semi-public NPC. She is primarily Rayinte's, though Tara and Nikiana are free to use her. As the new Candidate Master, Shadill refuses to permit chaos within her realm. As long as she is in her office, it is completely impossible to sneak into or out of the Candiate Barracks. She is also a very light sleeper, stays up late, wakes up early, and is unrelenting in her duties.

Candidates are permitted to use Shadill slightly; she will wake you up in the mornings, look in on you at "Glows Covered!" and otherwise can be found sewing in her office, or occasionally writing or cleaning.

If your character has a question and you already know the answer, you can have her answer it. If you're not sure if your use of Shadill will be acceptable, ask first. It's better to ask permission than risk pissing us off!!!

* walks in at a semi-slow pace and goes all the way to the last bed befor setting my stuff on the edge of the bed that I chose. Then I lie down and stare up at the celling thinking my own private thoughts. after a few moments in silent contemplation. I reach over to my small bag and pull out a wooden flute and begins to play a lively tune that can be easily reapeted, but I make some minor mistakes, since im just practicing. I then stop to take a breather and put my flute away. I then begin to rumage in my bag... I then take out a 1/4 smithcraft mark and begin to flick it in the air, dropping it occasionaly. then I take out a flask and take a sip of steaming clah befor I put everything in my bag, my bag going next to the wall next to my bed and I close my eyes and drift to sleep. I awake with a soft grumbling stomach. getting up I walk to the end of the barracks and go out to the grounds. *

Two enthusiastic and LOUD flits flap into the barracks. Their little bronze and blue claws grip the straps of a heavily loaded backpack. They squawk and chirp as they carry their load to the farthest empty bed. The bronze releases the strap first and sends the still clinging blue plummeting against the soft bedding. The little blue's eyes swirl orange red and hiss at his counterpart in agravation. There is a second's pause and then in a noisy flurry of wings, the blue begins to chase the bronze around the room occasionally winking in and out of between.

After minutes of such antics the two flits stop and perch upon the corners of their master's cot. They sit and preen themselves like little sentinels at the end of the cot until they feel a tug and simultaneaously wink out of sight...

They returned through the doorway followed by Tikal.

"Okay, where's my stuff?" she asked them and they flapped towards their chosen spot. She sat down upon her cot and noticed the other two people in there with her.

I'm amazed you guys haven't woken them up. She silently told her flits. Tikal then leaned back against the wall and deaftly snatched up her pack. As she began to rummage the contents, her fingers touched something warm and furry.

"What the..." Pulling back her hand, she promptly turns her pack upside down. Clothes, books, bits of cord, and beads fall out along with a white and gray ball of fur.
"Shards Chiri what are you doing here?!" she snapped at the feline in a harsh whisper. Lapis chirruped and sent her a picture of the kitten stowing away in her pack, then bounding around Benden only to take a nap inside the pack once the earthquake began.

"Why didn't you tell me if you knew?" Glint gave a bored cheep and a look that said 'you didn't ask'. Chiri gave a long yawn showing his pink toungue and sharp pointed fangs. He mewed ever so slightly and curled up atop Tikal's clothes. Then in the very epitome of feline etiquette, he closed his hazel eyes and fell asleep.

Jut returns after yet another day of hard chores. He is waitng for friends to apper to talk to him.

Tikal smiled warmly at the girl. "Yeah. That'd be Chiri, my feline. He stowed away in my pack. It's okay, you can pick him up, he likes to be spoiled," she told her before ruffling the kitten's fur, "bratty little thing, you should have stayed home, I have enough to worry about with these two bozos flapping around me."

Chiri purred and closed his eyes. His little paws gently clawed the cloth beneath him.

Muzzily, Lireal blinks, realizing with a start that she didn't know where she was. Her pen had fallen to the floor, but the map lay still on her lap. As she blinked at it, she began to remember the long trek to the weyr. her thoughts were disturbed however as the noise of the other candidates began the leak back into her sleep clouded mind.

Slowly, she raised herself up to sit on the edge of the cot. Across the room, she spotted two girls who were approximatly her own age. Near by, another candidate was dozing. Lireal considered going back to her art, but then realized she was likely to be here for a long time. Therefore, she decided she'd best go meet some of her companions.

"umm... Hey!" she walked over to the two girls, fighting the urge to run. "I'm Lireal. Mind if I join you?"

*walks in and lies on his bed
"For who-ever wants to know, I'll be here all day" I said