You walk into the lowest caver in Sapphire Weyr and are met by dozens of glowing red eyes and the smell of wet, moldy straw. A young man walks out of the darkness and smiles at you. He's rather short, you think, and a little dirty. His eyes narrow when he sees the look on your face, and he says, "You know, I can always let the watchwhers go." you smile fridgedly and shake your head. "Well, I suppose you've come for a watchwher. Well, go on, pick the one you want. Just don't pick all golds and bronzes. Remember, a green or a blue does the job just as well as a gold or bronze." he says, and points to a few younger looking watchwhers.



"Good, now that you've picked the one you want, please sign the logbook."

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