Oleander's eyes were bleary from last night and everything seemed a little...off. But despite the lack of sleep from last night, he knew he had a duty to greet the new and old kids. Make sure they don't kill themsevles. You could never turn your back on a good soldior, not even 3ft tall ones.
He went over to his mental radiom, tuning it for the loudspeaker and announced, his voice booming all over the camp, "Atten...hut! All new recruits report at the campfire at 10:00 sharp!"