The room is small and uncomfortable with a large table and chairs taking up most of it. On the left wall there is a single window that looks out to the sprawling city of Tarn below. In the far distance The Wall looms. You are all seated at the table with a small folder set in front of each of you. You recognize some of the people around you from your academy days, except for one man. He seems slimmer than the rest of you and almost like he doesn't quite belong here. It's uncomfortably silent in the room, and the only light is the natural light pouring in from the window.
Inside the folder is a two sheets of paper. The first is a very basic ADMIN memorandum congratulating you all on your recent graduation from the Academy and informs you all of your new living arrangements. You have room and board for as long as you remain within the city you are currently assigned. Since you are not part of a formally recognized ADMIN Team yet, you living-quarters will be in the dormitories found at your current ADMIN Outpost, and your meals will be provided for you in the cafeteria.
The second piece of paper explains your current assignment. The local militia have noticed a new drug raising on the market. They have repeatedly tried to find the culprit but to no avail, it's as though every time they get close all traces of the operation simply disappear. They have requested ADMIN's help in the matter. ADMIN's official stance on this matter is that it is simply the poor skills of the militia that are leading to this investigation going south, however they can afford to send a small team to investigate. It is noted that your team's pay will be 500 gold, plus reparations of any equipment lost or damaged.
The door to the room opens up and a short man strides in. The man is around 4' 9" and close to 175 lbs. He's chewing a cigar that's barley larger than a nub at this point, and doesn't seem to be lit anymore. He gets the the center front of the room, turns on his heels, and looks at the group of you. "Alrigh', I'm to be yerr C.O. until such a time that you can take care o' yerr-selfs. I am Sergeant Root. You may call me either Sir, Sergeant, or just Root is fine. I assume you have all seen yerr assignmen'. Any questions?"