Utterly Mad

The Commandant, still waiting for other things to be completed before he continues making orders and whatnot, is approached by Zaweri.

He listens intently to him for a few moments and considers the potential applications of a gunsmithing tent for the cheap cost of a single tent and some writing utensils.

"Very well, have the Guardsmen assign you a special tent. Take the other technomancer with you though, I don't want you working on it alone." He sighs, giving a nod of permission to the man before turning back to see how things were doing.