"How do you find people who need protection?" Tolten sighed and turned to Carter, struggling to put his thoughts and feelings into order and words.

"I am coming into a weapon tonight," he went on, voice lowered so the sound of water and conversation would keep it between them. "And I fear I have little skills other than that of a soldier. It is...all I've known outside of my father's house." All truth, though carefully worded. "I do not wish to sit idly by, but I am still rather new to this place. I understand the monsters that come out and the things that happen at night and I am confident I can meet them. I wish to offer my services to those who need it...."

Yes, he had heard all about the clubs as well. But they were well established, and Tolten knew how difficult it was to integrate oneself into an established group.