Rumi of House Kiseson leans back on the stands and gets kicked by a brown female boot as he does.
"You lecherous scum," Efnem says as youth after youth step towards the crystal.
Rumi wasn't just leaning back, he was also bumping his elbow across the side of her ample chest as he did.
"Didn't you say you missed me"? the blonde-haired blue-eyed mage would be a heartthrob if he wasn't known for being as loose as the doors to Idris.
"No, I said I should have missed you".
"Gods what did I do to be sitting with such scum," she says rubbing her temples with both hands.
"Have you recruited anyone?" Rumi asks as the voices around them die down in between youth placing a hand on the crystal.
"Hell no"!
"The Oath Keepers don't have the resources to put into a new conjurer," the black-haired young Terran woman says.
She looks to be in her teens, wearing a permanent scowl of a middle-aged stock broker.
