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With a rapier on one hip and a squirming baby girl on the other, Bricu Bittertongue arrived at the grounds of Stormwind University.

"Oi," he said to the nearest passerby, "Where's the Professor Caltrains' office?"

The girl with the big eyes froze mid-scurry in her direct path across campus. She waddled rather fast for someone so short and--Light help her--so round. A keen observer might notice how she paused mid-step, one foot off the ground, looking for all the world like a cornered animal as she stared up at Bricu. Her eyes darted rapidly back and forth between the threat (a man!) and the cute (squee! baby!). The hand not occupied with her book satchel crept to her belly.

"Uh... um..." Thiyenn swallowed. Golly, her throat sure was dry. "P-p-professor C-Caltrains is in th-th-th--"

She gave up trying to talk, squeaking out a lame "F-follow me" as she made an abrupt about-face and double-timed it back to the main office without looking back over her shoulder.

Arrens exited his office just in time to bump headlong into Thiyenn. "Oof! I beg your pardon, Madam Thiyenn. Is there something..." Looking up, he saw Bricu. "Ah, Master Bricu! What a pleasant surprise! What can Stormwind University do for one of the Rider's finest today?"