Barnabas Tharmr

*Dion is currently walking through the long corridor to Barnabas’s Office. He had never been anxious before. He was always confident but this time he wanted to puke his guts out, As well as the morning sickness was definitely not helping. He approached Barnabas’s big black door hoping he could convince him to stick by him during this pregnancy but he knew there was no chance. He entered the office, Barnabas looked up* Haven’t I just given you your assignment Dion, what do you want ?