The rough landing meant Drew took a nasty fall down the stairs when the others were safe. Had he been conscious, he would have been glad to hear that the other mages had made it. But instead, he had to push his way out of a pile of broken boxes. His injuries were minor, mostly some bruising. He thought he could just walk it off, unlike the others. He was rubbing his head and groaning miserably when suddenly... he heard a new voice. And it was certainly a voice he would remember hearing before.

This newcomer, this "Jonathan", sounded interesting to say the least. But the commander was bringing up things none of the others had heard of. "Boxes?" he muttered. What did this sort of stuff have to do with the storms? This fellow certainly proved himself to be eccentric and a bit of a liar. Probably thought this was on a "need to know basis", but Drew couldn't resist the chance to get ahead. Moments like this made him glad people tended not to notice him.