[Who:] Arthas and Claire (and open for multithreads, esp. if Narcissa wants to tag in)
[What:] Arthas pelts the welcome wagon with questions
[When:] the same day as Arthas' introductory network post
[Where:] Civilian base, near the fountain
[Warnings:] highly flammable
So far, Arthas wasn't very impressed by the state of the Civilian army. It seemed to be aptly named, which wasn't a good thing. They had set up in a building with multiple entrances and doors made of glass. And windows. Hopefully the lack of people around meant that there were more primary barracks elsewhere.
He didn't seem realize how out of place he was yet. Six feet tall, with white hair down to his shoulders and a full suit of medieval armor, he stuck out in the middle of the base near the fountain like a sore thumb. Or like Sauron at the mall.