At present, the training grounds appears to be in the first stages of creation. The rudimentary blocks of a small arena have been built, with the field being cordoned into three sections by a "fence" cobbled together from stakes tied off with baling twine. The grounds seem largely deserted, with the exception of a group of young men and women seated in a semi-circle on packing crates around an older man dressed in black leathers and silks.
He turns from the group and introduces himself as Morpheas. He says engagingly, "Greetings, welcome to my Lot!", and asks "Have you come to hear my lecture on..."
