How We Brewed Up a Storm

Someone asked a good question the other day.

How did Team STRM come to be?

We don't remember who asked, but we had one hell of a story to tell.

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That day was the first day of school, but it sure wasn't a typical first day. A ship was docking along the runway outside a fairly large institution, and the teenagers inside were incredibly eager to get off. Who could blame them? They were starting their first days at a hunting school.

Above all, there was one boy who seemed a little more flustered than those around him. He was carrying a large brown suitcase in each hand and had a white hood pulled up on his head.