Candidates! Come one, Come all! Welcome to the first candidate lesson for Malvren. What’s this?! It’s a surprise bunk inspection! Better hope your place is ship shape.
Attendance is preferred, if not you’d better have a good excuse for not being there. Those that show, and have 5 posts will earn .25 EXP.
One post per character please. Roll 1d10 with your post, the first time. Any further instructions for rolling will be given specifically in my post.
Breakdown: 1-5: Something is out of place.
6-9: Good enough to pass muster.
10: Worthy of a compliment!

It was early. So very very early. Wykla made her way down from her weyr toward the candidate barracks. She hadn’t heard anything from the other assistant. It bothered her a bit, but this couldn’t be put off any longer. Around and above her, her flits were gossiping about the early hour. She grinned at them. “I know its early. It’s the only time I can be assured of catching all the candidates as it were.” Any notes or warnings would ensure they cleaned up everything so she couldn’t say anything.

A deep breath as she stood outside the entrance. This was it. At her command the flight of flits surged into the barracks. Their cries were loud and excited. Designed specifically to get attention and wake any late sleepers. Following them, Wykla entered and looked around. Oh yes. She could remember her days here not so long ago. Before she Impressed Kameth and became a dragonrider.

“Candidates! Up and at ’em! This is a barrack inspection. Get up and stand by your cot.”