All that was left is to cross my fingers.
And speaking of members...
I glanced down at my bracelet while the class went on.
Wasn't it about time our groups got assigned already?
According to Wrenna, there was a little over a week until the Exercise. We had until then to do whatever and prep, and more detials concerning the exercise would be given.
Wrenna's announcement the other day was like a small alert informing us ahead of time.
Well, excusing the annoying bits, the exercise was a good opportunity for me. For better or worse, it was worth something to be looking forward to.
"Let's call it a day at this point." The roun instructor at the from of the class said, with a hopping spring in his bloated stomach. Each step he took made it jiggle.
The instructor in charge of the Dungeon and Gates class was an average, to medium height midlle aged man with thinning blonde hair, and an interesting handle bar mustache. He had big round eyes, and plumpe cheeks.
