Author: Pook Pook found herself, as Pook often did, in the middle of a battle. She wasn't quite sure how she'd gotten there. She had been talking to...or, well, rather, a Dwarf had been talking to HER and she'd mostly been blinking at him and trying to puzzle out the sounds he was making...and then suddenly she was in a cave with owls flying around. "Congratulations thar, lassie! Fer yer service to tha Alliance, we're gonna make yah a Sergeant!" "Rrrow...?" Pook said woozily, oblivious. And wondering...was there fish in it for her?