The two men gather at the front of the hall. A woman comes up and joins them.
"I am Commander Tobias, of the Scout Regiment." The man in the green cloak introduced himself. He was tall, lean, and had thin, auburn hair. He had a look of pride on his face.
"I am Commander Gregory, of the Garrison Regiment." Commander Gregory was much older than the youthful Tobias, and looked much more solemn. He was shorter than Tobias, but had a stockier build. His grey eyes were almost the same color as his hair.
"And I am Commander Violet, of the Military Police." Violet's long, blonde hair, flew past her shoulders. She was significantly shorter than Tobias, but a bit taller than Gregory.
Violet came forward first. "All those in the Military Police, come with me. We're making the journey to the interior tonight. Pack your bags, and be outside in 15 minutes."
A few scattered students stood, who all of you recognized as some of the top of the class, cream of the crop.
"The rest of you may be seated." Tobias said to the remainder who were still in the hall, including everyone at your table.
Gregory wanders over to your table. He grabs Alex by the color, hoisting him up in the air with surprising lack of effort for a man his age. "Why didn't you stand?" He asked calmly, but bluntly, not seeming to notice the rest of you.