Zyrul (BZPRPG) gathers his cloak around his body. He is taking temporary leave from The Academy; he must go to see a friend. He turns to Kyshim, who is also cloaked. "My leave must remain secret. I'll be gone for a day or so. I don't want any sort of suspicions fluttering around The Academy. Nor do I want any rebellion. If you see any rebellion, stamp it out as fast as possible." He glares at his Right Hand. "And that includes you." "Yes, master." The two bow to each other, salute, and depart. A wave of dust conceals Zyrul for a moment as he walks on.