[OOM] Rabanastre Garrison Barracks, with Jay. (Prethreading).

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral eases the door open onto a small office, currently drowning in maps and books. It's not the brightest and chirpiest affairs: The walls are brownish grey stone, there are no windows, and the only light seems to come from chunks of yellow crystal attached to the walls.

"Sorry, the barracks aren't the most exciting place, and my office least of all," Sherral says wryly to Jay. "I can get someone to show you around before we set off, if you like."