moving way too fast ❂ ment(o)r assigning & training

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DO YOU MIND IF I WILD OUT

AUBERON -- MASC/NONB. -- THE FROSTBLOWN -- SAGE -- MEDIUM DIFFICULTY

Gaze falling across camp from his place upon boardwalks high above the ground, Sage would exhale slowly. It was about time he gathered everyone together, well, the Greenhorns, to see what they knew and what they could use to learn yet. He had a duty to fulfill to the younger members and those still learning - and well, he'd forgotten to assign them mentors hadn't he? Time to fix that, at least. Treading down the stairs of the hollow tree, he would make his way to the ground-level of the camp and settle in a patch of sunshine to warm his body, cloak settled about his shoulders. A minor concern, but he was chilled in the slowly warming air - and Baalal had left it when they disappeared. Mind a whirl as he settled to think, tipping his head, who could he ask to mentor? Ah yes. He knew now.

Barking, "Everyone gather in the camp main! I'm going to be assigning Mentors to Greenhorns! If you want a mentor or a greenhorn you'd best show up", he could always seek them out afterwards, at least. He wanted to get this handled so that those in need of it, could learn and progress along with their lives rather than sitting in camp with little to do.

#psychosocial.