"Its no trouble." Jeremiah said holding the bags. Secretly he was glad he had Kasha summoned he was sure he would have fallen over if it weren't for her balance. I'll help you carry them up to your room once the headmaster finishes his speech." The headmaster was a talking stick. Jeremy sat in silence when his fellow first year had asked the question Jeremy was thankful that he was stunned or he would have asked first. He had a hard time paying attention to the stick's speech, he was trying to wrap his mind around it having breakfast. After the speech he walked back to were Loreal was sitting and gathered back up her bags.

"He's a talking stick?" Jeremy had to get conformation on what he had just seen just to be sure he hadn't lost his mind.

Jeremy look past her and saw a hoard of orcs charging a man who just stood holding his gun at the ready. Jeremy moved Loreal's bags to his left hand reached into his pack and pulled out his pistol planning to help defend the man fighting by himself. "[i]Don't panic its just an illusion Jeremy![/i]" Kasha whispered in his ear. Sure enough the man fired his strange weapon said something Jeremy couldn't hear over the other students filing out, then turned around and simply ignored the orcs.

Jeremy just placed the flintlock back into his bag and smiled. He was glad that his first day wouldn't be ruined by fighting. Looking over to Loreal he simply said "I'm ready to go whenever you are."