Post by Drache on Nov 14, 2005 14:31:06 GMT -5
Josue scuffed his feet on the stone floor of the Candidate Master's quarters. The man's gaze at him made him feel uncomfortable, but he was told that everyone who came here to be a candidate had to go through this, so he stood his ground as the questions came one after another.
"Do you have a search token?"
"Yes, sir..." He held out the token for the Candidate Master's approval.
"What is your name, age, and birthing day?"
"My name is Josue, sir, and I am twelve turns old."
"Where have you come from, Josue?"
"Ridge River Beasthold originally, sir, but I was at Keroon right before coming here."
"Do you have any skills, or belong to a craft?"
"No, sir. At least, I don't belong to a craft. I'm used to raising runners and herdbeasts, though. My grandmother was a Harper, too, and she taught me some music. I'm a decent hand at that." A smile smile of pride crept across his face.
"Do you have any valuables that you would like locked up?"
Josue blushed, looking away. "No sir...not really." He had his flute tucked away in his bags, but that really wasn't valuable except to him. He had been pretty poor after his parents had died, and having it brought up here made him uncomfortable.
"Did you bring any pets with you?"
Josue shook his head. "No sir, I don't have any pets."
The Candidate Master, seeming satisfied with that, told Josue that he would go, but would summon him again in a few weeks for a follow-up interview.
((Written by Wolfbro86))
"Do you have a search token?"
"Yes, sir..." He held out the token for the Candidate Master's approval.
"What is your name, age, and birthing day?"
"My name is Josue, sir, and I am twelve turns old."
"Where have you come from, Josue?"
"Ridge River Beasthold originally, sir, but I was at Keroon right before coming here."
"Do you have any skills, or belong to a craft?"
"No, sir. At least, I don't belong to a craft. I'm used to raising runners and herdbeasts, though. My grandmother was a Harper, too, and she taught me some music. I'm a decent hand at that." A smile smile of pride crept across his face.
"Do you have any valuables that you would like locked up?"
Josue blushed, looking away. "No sir...not really." He had his flute tucked away in his bags, but that really wasn't valuable except to him. He had been pretty poor after his parents had died, and having it brought up here made him uncomfortable.
"Did you bring any pets with you?"
Josue shook his head. "No sir, I don't have any pets."
The Candidate Master, seeming satisfied with that, told Josue that he would go, but would summon him again in a few weeks for a follow-up interview.
((Written by Wolfbro86))