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[G] [P] 740.01.04 | Back to School
12 noon | Madiquel

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Written By: Zandelion
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The finer details of the Healer Hall’s arrangement with the dragonriders was still being worked out, but R’nya had already started submitting the names of Weyrfolk to be considered as students. Verec had also received the list of former Healers among the dragonriders, and he had all the paperwork for this experiment of theirs organized on his desk. He’d started a file for potential students, and while so far it only had the lists of names, Verec was hoping to add to it today. There was a sheet of paper set on his desk in front of him with one word on it — a name. Madiquel.

She was the first of his interviews of the Weyrfolk, and Verec had a sneaking suspicion she was somehow important to the arrangement. Her name had been the first submitted to him, after all, top of the list, and first to come visit. Well, perhaps visit was a strong word, Verec thought as he made sure he had a sharp writing utensil handy, considering she was there to prove to him she was worth the time, effort, and resources to train as a Healer who wouldn’t truly be part of his Hall. Maybe he could lure some of them away from the Weyrs, though he doubted it.

With a thoughtful hum Verec dug out another sheet of paper, this one with a list of topics and questions he wanted to cover in the interview, and looked it over to refresh his memory. Most of the points were fairly basic and straightforward, but he wanted to make sure he didn’t forget anything important. He had put a lot of thought into these interviews, after all, wouldn’t do to miss an important point.

Verec expected her to arrive any minute. He’d assigned a young Journeyman to keep an eye out for the dragon who would be arriving with his interviewee, and to greet them and escort the girl to his office, as well as make sure the dragonrider who brought her wouldn’t get up to any shenanigans while waiting to bring the girl back to the Weyr. The girl’s ride did not need to be present for the interview itself, as whoever they were would be irrelevant to whether or not Madiquel would be accepted as a student. Verec rather hoped she would — starting with a failure would hardly be auspicious, but he wasn’t going to accept her just because she was first. After a few more minutes of organizing his desk and making sure everything he wanted was laid out, Verec heard a knock on his office door.

“Enter,” he called, watching as the door swung open to reveal his Journeyman and a teenage girl. “Thank you, Terin,” Verec gave the Journeyman a nod before fixing his gaze on the girl, “Madiquel, I believe? You may take a seat,” he said, gesturing at the chair across from his desk. Time to see what this girl was made of.

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Madiquel knew it was silly to be nervous – everyone had made it quite clear that they had all the faith on Pern in her – but that really only added to it all. What if she let them down? What if she failed to be whatever it was the Healer was looking for when he met her? She knew she had a weak stomach, and was hoping that it was something she would be able to overcome with the education she’d receive within the Hall; blood and guts and gore just weren’t her thing but she also knew she could look past all of that when it came to it. Hadn’t she already proven that in the past? She wasn’t prone to fainting, either, it just… well, it just made her queasy to think about!

When R’nya had come to collect her, Madiquel had given her Papa a fierce hug, and a nervous smile to Quinvalis who had spent the morning with her helping her not fall apart. His company was a huge relief, and she wasn’t too excited about leaving him behind in the Weyr while she did this interview meeting thing. Nonetheless, she took a deep breath and smoothed down her skirts as she followed R’nya to Xyreith and graciously accepted the Weyrleader’s assistance in mounting his dragon. In all honesty, it didn’t even occur to Madiquel to consider how it might look to the Healer Hall, when the Wyerleader himself dropped her off and waited for her to be done. Rather, she was just immensely relieved it was someone that she trusted taking her (and someone her Papa trusted her with, considering).

When Xyreith found a landing spot, and both R’nya and Madiquel had settled on the ground, the girl turned and took a deep breath, smiling thankfully at R’nya when he gave her a one-armed hug of encouragement just before a Journeyman came forward and introduced himself. Glancing one last time at R’nya, Madiquel straightened her spine and quickly strode after the man, doing her best to keep up without running while also trying to look around and take in everything that was the Hall – she’d never been to a Hall before, and it was fascinating! Her curiosity helped to calm her nerves, and by the time they reached the Master Healer’s office, Madiquel was feeling more like herself, eyes wide and bright with curiosity and a small but genuine smile of excitement on her lips.

“Thank you,” Madiquel said quietly to the Journeyman just before he left, before turning her attention to the man on the other side of the room. She took in his appearance curiously, and nodded when he assumed her name correctly. “Yes, sir,” she affirmed, feeling that it would be politer to do so than to just nod like a dumb-dumb. She glanced around the office again as she made her way quietly but without dawdling to the seat he’d indicated. Seating herself, Madiquel turned her wide eyed and anticipating attention onto the man, smoothing her skirts down with a couple of nervous movements of her hands before folding them together in her lap and sitting still.

“Thank you for seeing me,” she said quietly, her eyebrows drawn together just slightly above her eyes, crinkling above her nose as she offered a swift and bright smile before her expression smoothed patiently, and she waited to see what the Master Healer would want of her. How was she going to prove to him that she would be a good student in his Hall? That she was worthy of teaching and that she’d do the right thing with the lessons that were taught to her?

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Verec watched Madiquel closely as the girl went to sit down. She didn’t seem completely terrified, which was good. Calm in new situations wasn’t necessary as an Apprentice Healer — they’d be forced to learn it along the way, even if they didn’t need to start with it — but it was easier if they had it to begin with.

“The first thing I would like to know from you is why you are here,” he said, not bothering with any pleasantries and jumping right into important questions, “And if you say anything like ‘a dragon brought me,’ I will immediately ask you to leave.” Verec wasn’t in a mood to deal with children who thought they were clever, and if the girl couldn’t figure out that she should listen to his instructions around here, she really should get right back on that dragon and leave.

This first question was also important in that it would help Verec determine if the girl had any actual interest in Healing or if she was just there because her Weyrleader had decided he wanted her to be. Verec much preferred students who actually desired to be Healers, not those who were sent there because their families wanted them in the Hall. Not that that sort of person couldn’t be talented enough Healers, but Verec was much better with the students who had a real calling to Heal. And frankly he didn’t want to deal with bratty Weyrfolk who were doing this weird Holder thing because the Weyrleader said they had to. Verec was hoping to weed as many of those out as possible. It was time to see what sort Madiquel was.

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The first question that fell from the Master Healer’s lips had Madiquel blinking up at him in surprise. Madiquel’s head tilted slightly, her long hair shifting and she frowned delicately at him. Was that a trick question? Eyebrows furrowed just slightly, Madiquel waited until the Master Healer had finished speaking, before replying – a small smile flickered over her lips at the quip about dragon travel – but she didn’t comment on it; it wasn’t the right time, though she had a feeling Verec would be relieved to know that the majority of folks who would respond with that were already Impressed (and mostly to blue dragons…).

“To learn,” she said honestly, her eyebrows raising up once more, but still slightly furrowed together. “To be useful to my Weyr, to help my friends and family when they’re in need.” Her features smoothed out, and she considered whether or not to elaborate. It probably wasn’t needed, but she had a feeling that the Master Healer would appreciate her candour. “My best friend Impressed at Ista,” she said, glowing proudly for A’tay, before her expression darkened. “He got mauled,” she said, before adding hastily, “not badly!” Well, that was a relative term – especially considered to the disaster that Hatching had been. “But I want to be able to help,” she said earnestly, “not sit stuck on the sidelines worrying uselessly.” She frowned darkly, gaze dropping to her lap.

Glancing up after she’d gathered her thoughts, Madiquel met Verec’s gaze firmly. “I will not be a dragonrider.” She stated that sentence with the firmness of someone who had come to a decision a long time ago, not someone who was sulking about losing out on a dream – a dream so many of her fellow Weyrbrats clung to without intention of releasing. “But I never thought about what I wanted to do until ‘Tay was hurt before his Impression.” She didn’t want the Master Healer to believe that she had been holding on to this dream for most of her life, that wouldn’t be true, and it wasn’t in Madiquel’s nature to be deceitful.

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Written By: Zandelion
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Well, so far the interview was promising. An actual desire to learn and reasonable motivations to do so. In point of fact, they were not so different from his own. Verec wanted to become a Healer because someone was hurt and he didn’t know how to help, and it sounded like Madiquel was the same — though at least her friend hadn’t died, while Verec’s brother had.

The frankness with which she said she would not be a dragonrider surprised Verec, though upon reflection he realized it shouldn’t have. There was something of an assumption that all Weyrfolk wanted to Impress dragons, but they were likely no different from the average Holders — most people continued the family occupation, but not every child did. Again, he himself was an example. Though his Beastcrafter father was something of a Healer when it came to animals, so perhaps it wasn’t as different as it could have been.

Verec worried for a moment that he would project himself onto this Weyr girl too much, but he quickly brushed that off; he was never that biased about students, thank you very much, and he remained objective when it came to providing education. At least he thought he did. It wasn’t important for the moment, he had more questions.

“What do you imagine a Healer’s education entails?” he asked. Admittedly, this question was at least partially just to help him get a better idea of what sort of notions the Weyrfolk he’d be expected to teach had about Healing and the people that did it. He knew some of the Holders, especially out in the cotholds, had some interesting ideas that when a younger him had heard them he’d stared open-mouthed at the Journeyman who was telling the story. Hopefully he didn’t have to completely rewrite this girl’s understanding of Healing, but she would almost certainly have at least a few misconceptions.

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Written By: ThistleProse
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“Um,” Madiquel said blankly, staring at Verec, before she realised she was most likely making herself seem incredibly dull witted, and she snapped her jaw shut and considered his question carefully. What did she think this education would entail? While she’d obviously imagined being in classes and such, Madiquel quite honestly had no idea of what any classroom situation entailed. She’d never been in an actual classroom!

“I honestly don’t know, Sir,” she said, voice a little softer than usual and a frown on her face. “I learned to read and write in crèche with the other brats, but I’ve never had lessons.” It didn’t help that for the longest time their population was about ninety percent literal dragon riders and a few non-riders who had tagged along. That had slowly changed before they came North, but not enough that Madiquel felt she had any idea what a Hall classroom or learning style was made up of!

“I guess, maybe not so different from the Candidate lessons my friends attended?” She looked up cautiously. “They have some written lessons, and some lectures, and some practical,” her lips twitched, “like flying on a dragon.” Because Faranth knew, some people were not good with heights and that, well, kind of defeated the purpose of flying!

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Written By: Zandelion
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“Ah, that’s not quite what I meant,” Verec said, “apologies, I should have been clearer.” It wasn’t an incorrect answer, he supposed, for the question he asked, but her answer was not what he’d been hoping to get. The information wasn’t useless either; it meant most of the Weyrfolk he’d be teaching had little to no formal classes. That wasn’t an unknown situation, there were occasional students who had little education in reading, writing, and sitting still and listening for extended periods of time, so it’s not like he would have to completely rework how he taught for the them. Still, it was good to know in advance.

“You’re not wrong, of course. Reading, writing, lectures, and hands-on training. I was thinking of it more as ‘what do you imagine Healing entails?’. You may become a Healer, of sorts, what do you suppose you will be doing? Helping people isn’t wrong, but it is very general. What do you know of the Healercraft?” That was hopefully clearer and would get at the ideas Madiquel, and other Weyr-raised people like her, might hold about Healing, including misconceptions he would have to work to correct or worries to dispel — or reinforce, if they were true. It didn’t do to lie to students. They should understand what they were getting into, but Verec liked to know what they knew to start so he confused them as little as possible.

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“Oh!” Madiquel flushed, embarrassed that she’d misunderstood. However, true to her easy nature she didn’t linger on either her embarrassment or any grudge that some other may have held against the Master for not being clearer. He hadn’t gotten upset with her misunderstanding, and Madiquel additionally figured that he had gotten information from the exchange, even if it hadn’t been exactly what he was after.

“Honestly, Sir, I’m afraid I still don’t know.” She paused, considering. “I know there is a lot to being a Healer; I guess mostly we see the emergency work, like when someone gets mauled or has an accident. There hasn’t been as much of that, since we left Katila, but I know it still happens. But I know healers also look after things like when Indivara had her baby or when a baby gets ill or when an old person is close to leaving us.” She paused again, and chewed on her lip for a moment.

“Do you know what happens when a dragon rider loses their dragon, but doesn’t die, too?” She studied him for a moment, but not seeing an immediate answer on his face, she lowered her gaze and continued. Her voice was soft, but determined.

“Papa lost his Denath in the landslide,” she said softly. “Lots of dragonless riders were dropped between by their friend’s or family, or they killed themselves by other means.” She paused, and glanced up, “Mama died that day, too. But Papa stayed, even though he’s in so much pain. But I needed him, so he stayed.” Her face was twisted with guilt, and she did her best to make it go away, but she’d never actually been able to talk to anyone about the current topic, who wasn’t somehow involved. She hadn’t honestly realised that maybe she needed to, until then.

“I helped him,” she whispered, “I had to make sure he ate, and bathed, and didn’t drink too much alcohol.” She didn’t bother to add that looking after her father let her keep her mind away from the trauma and fear that had resulted from the landslide. She’d grieved for the loss of her mother, the loss of Denath, the loss of her father as she’d always known him. But his need had helped her ignore everything else.

“Papa has good days, where he smiles and he is playful and he helps R’nya with running the Weyr. But he had more bad days, where he can’t get out of bed, or eat, or he hears Denath even though he’s not here, or he just stares blankly at nothing until he breaks down.”

Madiquel took a deep breath, and looked up. “I want to help him.” And she didn’t mean by dropping her beloved Papa into the black and icy cold of between. Then she sighed softly, because she knew that was where her Papa really wanted to be, but she knew he wouldn’t, not while he thought she still needed him. “I also want him to know I’ll be okay, and he doesn’t have to stay away from Denath too much longer… I think being a Healer will do both.”

She finally looked up, straightening her shoulders and meeting Verec’s gaze with determination.

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Written By: Zandelion
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Verec hadn’t realized this interview was going to be a therapy session, but that seemed to be the case as Madiquel started talking about her suicidal father. He knew what she was talking about; the Healer Hall had admitted a fair number of those left behind by their dragons due to the plague. Mental healing was far from Verec’s specialty, but he’d ended up being drawn into the care of a lot of the dragonless because of his own mentor’s obsession with the dragon plague as well as the fact he got called in far to many times to provide emergency aid to those who tried to rejoin their dragons. It was hard enough to deal with as an adult, but as a child? With your own father? Couldn’t be easy on Madiquel.

Not that he would go easy on her because her life had been difficult. That did no one any favors in the long run, least of all her, but it did clarify how she was approaching Healing. It also showed that Madiquel had a fairly broad understanding of Healing — some students Verec knew had come to the Hall thinking they only healed illness and set broken bones. They had quickly been set straight. Verec was sure some of the Weyrfolk would be the same, but it was promising that at least one of them had a wider view of things.

“I am sorry about your father,” Verec said finally, “I have known dragonless riders, and I know some of what you have dealt with, though not as intimately. I imagine you have an understanding, then, that Healing does not always go well, and it is rarely easy. You are willing to put in the work, time, and effort to learn, knowing that you will not always succeed, that sometimes no matter how much you have trained there are things beyond your abilities? You understand this and still want to Apprentice here at the Hall?” No point being coy, this girl didn’t need it. She had a good idea of what she was getting into, though she would still have to adjust to the scale — many patients, as opposed to just one.

He waited quietly for her answers, watching her intently. Considering the girl’s determined look and the way she talked, Verec could guess the gist of them, but it was important that she confirm it aloud. Speaking it made it more real and strengthened convictions.

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Written By: ThistleProse
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“Thank you, Sir,” Madiquel said sincerely, in response to the beginning of what would become his question. She fell quiet after her simple words, to very seriously consider what it was she would be answering. Her immediate response was a resounding ‘yes’, but she didn’t want to just jump in. She knew that what she would be saying ‘yes’ to would be more than just hard work attending lessons and practical session. She would also be moving away from her home and her friends; she would be surrounded by people she didn’t know, and would have to make new friends – she honestly wasn’t even sure if she’d ever made friends before, or if they’d just collected her.

She would be away from her father, for weeks or possibly even months at a time. Could she handle that? Could she dedicate to the length of time she’d be bound to the Hall? She had no idea how long it would be; she had a rough idea of how many turns most men were assigned to their Hall for, but she was a girl and she was a weyrbrat, and she wasn’t sure what standards would apply to her. R’nya had said if she was entered, she’d be trained alongside her agemates and rewarded with full ranks if she passed.

Yes, she wanted this.

“Yes, Master Verec, I would greatly like to Apprentice in your Hall.”

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Written By: Zandelion
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Verec studied Madiquel for a few long moments, watching for any signs of uncertainty. Hesitancy was fine, it didn’t hurt her to take the extra moment to consider, but uncertainty wasn’t. As far as he could tell, she was as sure as a, what, fifteen, sixteen turn old girl could be. Which wasn’t to dismiss teenage girls decisions, but Verec knew teenagers — boys too — could be a little flighty, and something they were sure of one moment could change a month later. Madiquel didn’t seem of that type, but he had only just met her. But from what Verec saw in their short meeting, she seemed absolutely sincere, and like she would stick by her word.

Good. He could work with that.

After another few seconds,during which he took some time to write a few notes in his shorthand, Verec nodded.

“Very well. Madiquel of Fort Weyr, I invite you to be a Junior Apprentice of the Healer Hall, active immediately. I expect you to be ready to begin your training within the month. Any questions about living accommodations or what you will need to provide for yourself can be directed to Journeyman Persel or Dolera, our Head of housekeeping. Persel is in charge of the Junior Apprentices, and I will introduce you to him before you leave today,” he said formally. “Are there any immediate concerns you feel a need to address before you leave? If not, you are welcome to return to your ride.”

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Madiquel bit her bottom lip, staring in wide-eyed wonder at Verec. It wasn’t really that she’d expected to be denied – she’d certainly hoped she’d made a good impression and would be accepted – but she definitely hadn’t expected to be given a start date so soon! “Goodness,” she breathed softly, before snapping her jaw shut and giving a firm nod of acknowledgement to the Master. “Thank you!” Her eyes still wide, her words were on the verge of gushing, but still held a respectful and somewhat awed undertone.

“N-Yes, Sir, just one.” It had come to her as her mind galloped down the road, realising all the things she would need to do in the short amount of time she had been allocated before starting her lessons. She was sure a specific date would come if she asked, but she also rather felt that Verec would let her choose a date, as a type of test that wasn’t a test. She didn’t know if she was correct, but that was definitely the feeling she got from him. She wasn’t convinced she’d be ready within the week, but two, maybe three maximum, and she felt sure she’d be ready to start amongst her new classmates.

“How often may I travel home, once I begin my lessons?” She considered the Master Healer. “I do not want special treatment, or to cause disruptions to my classes. But I have never been away from home-” or her Papa, really, “for more than a couple of nights.” The longest stint was the week leading up to the Hatching A’tay had Impressed at. She couldn’t remember exactly how many days she was away from home, but it had only been the count-down until she was back again that had kept her sane… She didn’t feel it would be prudent to tell Verec that she’d cried herself to sleep most of those nights.

As she waited for his answer, she realised that most of her fellow Apprentices had probably never been away from home for extended periods of time, either – or at least, the ones not born in the Hall. How did Hall’s handle homesick youth? Was it normal? Did non-Weyrfolk just ship their children off willy-nilly and they didn’t get homesick? Or were they more like her, who had never left her parent, even if they’d left their family home? A frown slowly crawled over her face, expression echoing the confusion of her thoughts.

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Written By: Zandelion
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His new student seemed pleased about the invitation to the Hall, and also a bit surprised. Well, it was something of an experiment, having Weyrfolk in the Hall, and Verec did his best to scare off potential students who wouldn’t put really effort into their studies, so Verec couldn’t blame some of that surprise. Did she question her competence too much, though? They would have to work on that.

Verec resisted making an exasperated face at her question. It was, he supposed, a fair question, but he thought it fell under ‘questions about living accommodations’ which he had just told her to direct to other people. Did she not think of her question to be in regards to living accommodations, or was she perhaps overwhelmed enough she just asked her question immediately. Verec was in a decent enough mood he decided he’d answer her as well as he could, though she would likely still need to speak with one of the people he had already directed her to.

“Apprentices get several days off a month, with which you may do as you wish, as long as you are back and ready for lessons on time. Most Apprentices can’t make it home in a day or two, but you have dragonriders willing to provide transportation, so I doubt that will be as much of an obstacle for you.” It certainly was an obstacle for Verec when he was an Apprentice — his family lived a several day journey from the Hall, and he saw them maybe once a turn, if he was lucky. Madiquel, with her access to dragons, would certainly never have that same issue. He knew many of the current Apprentices had the same experience he did, though the Hall did get many Apprentices from the children of Healers and people from Fort and nearby — it was one of their local Halls, after all — and they had a much easier time stopping by to visit family on a day off. Madiquel would be fine, Verec was sure. She would get used to being away, and she would have chances to visit. Within a few months, she’d be well used to the Hall and Verec was looking forward to see how she did with her studies.

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Written By: ThistleProse
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Turns of helping her father, and Madiquel could read him like a book – she knew what he was feeling and half the time she knew what he was thinking. It was everyone else that she had difficulty reading, and so it was no surprise that Madiquel was completely oblivious to Verec’s exasperation at her question. Instead, the girl watched him with rapt attention as he once more spoke, and she nodded seriously at his answer. She was pleased to hear she would have time off each month, and she knew her Papa would be impossible to keep away, even if she was only free for a few hours during any given day. That thought made her smile, and she stood up quietly when it was obvious the Master Healer had finished speaking.

“Thank you, Sir,” She dropped a curtsy; it was awkward, but more so because she’d suddenly decided she should do it mid-movement to exit the room than because of a lack of practice. She practiced doing curtsies with Rhaedalyn and her girls before, with the help of the Gold Mentor. For some reason the woman had felt that it was important, and Madiquel was much too polite to argue. She’d ended up making a game of it with the children and playfully mocking R’nya alongside Rhaedalyn when he returned home that evening.

Madiquel fumbled for a moment at the doorway, wondering if she should do or say anything else, before flashing a brilliant smile at Verec and ducking out the door. She clasped her hands together, and covered her mouth, squealing into them so the sound was muffled as she danced on the spot excitedly. Glancing around as she composed herself – except for the massive grin on her face – Madiquel was pleased not to see anyone. Taking a deep breath, she tried to find the strength to walk back to the outside (and managed) but the moment she got outside and spotted R’nya with Xyreith, Madiquel broke into a run. Hiking her skirts up, Madiquel bolted across the snowy grounds (ignoring the looks of current students) and threw herself at the bronzerider.

“HE SAID YES!” She shrieked, laughing giddily as the Weyrleader picked her up and spun her around before setting her firmly back on her feet. R’nya waited patiently as Madiquel sent a quick note to her father via Clover, and then one to A’tay. With that done, Madiquel skipped along giddily with R’nya as they went to find the Dining Hall for a late lunch, and then the Journeyman Master Verec had mentioned would be able to help her settle in.

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