<strong>Brian Fletcher</strong><br/><br/>After a quick lunch, Brian found himself occupying a corner of the library hunting though some old books.  There was some history related to the Goblin wars that he'd been meaning to look up.  A few points that he couldn't quite remember had been bugging him over the course of the summer break, so he'd jotted them down after spending a few hours ransacking his own relatively meager personal library.  The school's was, obviously, much larger and more complete . . . if only he could find that damn scrap of parchment he'd written the notes on . . .