“Hey, Marachius!”
Marc looked up from the book he was reading as he lay on his bunk. At the door to the room stood one of his fellow trainees.
“Yeah?”
“The trainers are looking for you.”
“What for?” Marachius asked as he sat up on his bunk and put his book to the side.
“Don’t know. All they said was to find you and send you to their office.”
“Office? Not one of the classrooms or outside?”
“Nope. And given the looks on their faces, I wouldn’t keep them waiting.”
“Oh boy,” Marachius muttered to himself as he pushed up off his bed and walked out of the room. “Thanks,” he added as he stepped past the other paladin.