"…So glad to see so many bright young faces…" Cesca shuffled in her chair uncomfortably as the Master Spoke. This would be the first time she had ever taught students without the Master. She was officially a Master. She closed her crystalline pearl eyes and pondered. Illuminating the Vagrant's faces was the large camp fire before them in the darkness of the new moonlit night. It was starting to get cold and the sixteen year olds started to huddle closer together unconsciously.
Almost one hundred pairs of glimmering eyes watched the Dradpet Master slowly walk towards the fire. "So this is the amount", she thought. Last year there were even less Vagrants. Before the First Job Ceremony, each Vagrant had to undergo furious training for five days in the wilderness of Flaris. They had to finish quests, learn to fight under the watch of their Vagrant Masters, and had to teach themselves how to survive. Out of three hundred only one hundred made it to the ceremony. One by one Vagrants dropped like flies during the course of their training, either by weakness or fear. We haven't had to draft sixteen year olds in decades, but the war against Clockworks and the Gods of Rhisis had been raging. This was the last resort.
The Dradpet Master held out his tightly closed hand. The cracking of the fire and the flickering of the flames mesmerized the children as he opened the palm of his hand gently, allowing the silver powder to flow onto the flames. It was quiet for a moment and the gasps of excitement rose into the air as the fire bellowed and turned shades of green, blue and purple. Sparkles of red and gold glittered as the flames licked and flicked through the air. The Dradpet Master then picked up a large cracked bowl. Some of the Vagrants flicked their eyes from his black hooded face to the bowl, wondering what he was going to do next. He held the bowl high over the fire and tilted it over. What seemed to be heavy metal coins then dropped into the fire. As the coins touched the base of the crackling wood, they started to cause the fire to uproar; the Dradpet Master took a few steps back and folded his arms over his chest loosely.
The students where bewildered as a sudden loud crack was heard within the fire and a fuming sound began to sing. They continued to gaze into the translucent flames and there was a sudden flash; an explosion. Cesca looked away; this was her least favorite part of the ceremony. Suddenly hot red boiled coins started to rocket out of the fire every other direction and impale themselves into the foreheads of each teenager.