The Quartermaster's Office

[Reliant]

The Office of the Quartermaster was located almost immediately in front of the gates of the district, since it was the place that new recruits often went to first. The large, stone building looked as if it had been taken from a mountain side in one large piece and dumped straight into the base itself. The building of course, had to be large, since it was the supply warehouse for practically the entire pace, and it's interior stocked everything from socks to swords.

The one entrance to the warehouse, via the office of the Quartermaster, had been equipped with large, swinging oak doors that would wobble to and fro for a minute after being pushed from either direction. The two doors led into the office itself, which was tiny compared to the rest of the warehouse. Even so, the place was still stacked high with crates and barrels, newly arrived stock that still needed to be shifted into the warehouse itself.

Apart from the stock, the room had been left ultimately undecorated. No pictures were present on the walls, and all that adorned the floor were cold flagstones, practical, but not exactly pleasing to the eye. Only two pieces of furniture were present in the messy atmosphere of the office, one being a large desk, complete with paperwork that had been stacked up like a house of cards, and looked like it would fall down at any moment. The other piece was a simple chair, currently occupied by the quartermaster himself, a Lutran in a Sergeant's uniform.

The sleeves of the basic uniform that he wore had been rolled up to just below his elbows, possibly to prevent the material smudging the ink on the piece of parchment his quill was scratching along, leave a trail of black handwriting in it's wake. His thick, dark brown otter-like fur was visible where the sleeves were absent. He looked up, and blinked his eyes a little when he noticed another person present in the room.

"Serale. What can I do for you? Are you new, or do you need something replaced? Or is there something else you need?"

OOC: Originally written by George, edited by Daniel and Aesha.

[Talarin]

Timestamp: 7th Brighting of Optia of Era I

(Continued from Talarin's Home...After visit to staff sergeant's office)

As Talarin opened the doors his eyes again quickly adjusted as the room he now entered was much darker than that of the staff sergeants office. As he approached the desk the Quartermaster looked up and said "Serale. What can I do for you? Are you new, or do you need something replaced? Or is there something else you need? Talarin responded Yes and proceeded to remove the note Yarrow had given him and handed it to the Quartermaster. The note read as follows:
Dear Quartermaster,

This is Private Talarin. He is the newest recruit. Could you please give him all of the equipment that a recruit needs.
Thank you so much.

Captain Yarrow Woodruff

Talarin stated That should pretty much explain everything right there

[Reliant]

The quartermaster looked up from the paper on which he was writing and saw Talarin enter, a new recruit maybe? The man sat back and stretched his arms, a fine break from all the forms he had to complete. The newcomer produced a note, and the man accepted it, reading quickly.

“So a new recruit it is. That Yarrow sure can get them coming in droves. Serale, we shall get you all the proper equipment you need.”

The quartermaster got out of his chair and knocked on the door to the warehouse, and a few moments later a corporal came in.

“Yes?”

The quartermaster pointed to Talarin, then to the corporal.

“This new recruit needs his equipment and uniform.”

The corporal nodded and opened the door again for Talarin.

“Follow me.”