"Mind if I take bottom bunk?" she asked, putting her own bag on the floor. She'd only brought one, a dark green backpack she'd got for her birthday. It contained clothes, things like a toothbrush, toothpaste, a hairbrush, shampoo and conditioner, shower gel, and a towel. At the very top was a piece of purple cloth, wrapped around a dagger. The dagger had been in her family for generations, and her mother had insisted on her taking it. "What do we actually do here?" she asked. Her parents had been pretty vague.