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The Saltaire District

I dropped the ball here. My boss called me in to work a night I wasn't expecting it. Sorry.

The Saltaire District

I'm home at long last. I'll have my post up by monday.

The Saltaire District

Sergeant Leigh Carmichael

Central District -- The Prince's Manor
Carmichael was at the palace before the sun had risen. He was ready for this the moment the summons came. Even before he received them, Carmichael was working on the disappearances: questioning locals from the surrounding districts, inputting formal inquiries with the watch, he even tried to find the few raving lunatics that had wandered from the now barren streets of Saltaire. But now, with the summons Carmichael had good reason, and a new squad, to search for the truth in earnest.

Now he was lined up in the parlor of the opulent manor, along with the others who were summoned. He watched as the king's adviser appraised the motley band of adventurers that had been gathered. Carmichael couldn't help but note the disgust plainly written on the man's face. It wasn't hard to understand. The others in the parlor were hardly high society. Of the lot of them, Carmichael felt he was the only regular there. He recognized Irvine, the healer. The man sent a shiver down Carmichael's spine, but he had proven his skill many times since the healer had started his work. The others were more a mystery, strangers to Heston.

Leigh snapped his attention back to Roman when he spoke up. The adviser outlined their mission, including the search for a dwarf in red. The mentioned reward didn't mean too much to Carmichael. What was important was figuring out what happened in the Saltaire district. Before the adviser could continue, he was interrupted by a man in robes, the court mage as Roman quickly revealed. Carmichael frowned as the newcomer volunteered himself. Magic usually led to trouble, in his experience.

Following their briefing came a torrent of questions directed at Roman. To be expected, Carmichael supposed. Carmichael didn't feel the need to speak up just yet. The others seemed to have that covered, and any questions he had would surely be answered once they got to work.

The Saltaire District

Sorry for being a bastard. Working on a post tonight, will have it up tomorrow. Happy new years.

The Saltaire District

Yeah, sorry. Family has conquered my free time lately. I should be back to normal schedule in a couple days.

The Saltaire District

Party up lads! I got dnd today, and then tomorrow I'll have a post up.

The Saltaire District

The Sergeant

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Sergeant Carmichael cuts an imposing figure, even in his advancing age. Broad shoulders, a strong back, and tough features, telling a history of hard work and training.

"I been protecting this city nigh on forty years. I ain't done yet."

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Leigh Carmichael

59 year old male.

A plain, city-born human.

Leigh is a former city watchman, and skilled fighter.

Spending years in the city watch has drilled into Leigh a perfect model of discipline and self-control. While working, he keeps calm and collected, even terse and commanding. Outside of work, he relaxes more, enjoying food and drink with his comrades, telling stories from his many years in the watch.

Born and raised in the city of Heston, Leigh knows most of the entire city like the back of his hand. He took to the family business as soon as he could, and joined the city watch at the age of seventeen. Leigh has served the city his entire life, seeing all manner of oddities and action. From marauding adventurers, to civil unrest, to unusually sized rodents, there is little that can happen in an urban center that Sergeant Carmichael has not seen. He saw years and years of watch work, and even lived long enough to retire, but the quiet life did not suit Leigh. He took to adventuring himself, inside and around the city, utilizing his old armor, emblazoned with the crest of Heston, along with a multitude of weapons. Even past his prime, Sergeant Leigh Carmichael serves his home.

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Leigh owns a sturdy set of Heston watch armor, featuring a chest plate and pauldrons over a gambeson, along with leather greaves and vambraces. He wields the city standard longsword, along with a winged spear, and a caestus on his off-hand for hand-to-hand brawling.

Tough as nails, strong as an ox, and built like an oak. Leigh is trained in armed and unarmed combat, experienced fighting with anything from mauls to daggers, as well as his fists. He has a good understanding of small squad tactics, and is capable of fighting on his own or as part of a concerted unit. He also has knowledge of first aid for emergency situations. Leigh knows the city like the back of his hand, and can navigate its many streets, and people, with little trouble.

Leigh possesses no magical ability.

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He's getting too old for this shit.

The Saltaire District

The Sergeant

Picture

Sergeant Carmichael cuts an imposing figure, even in his advancing age. Broad shoulders, a strong back, and tough features, telling a history of hard work and training.

"I been protecting this city nigh on forty years. I ain't done yet."

---

Leigh Carmichael

59 year old male.

A plain, city-born human.

Leigh is a former city watchman, and skilled fighter.

Spending years in the city watch has drilled into Leigh a perfect model of discipline and self-control. While working, he keeps calm and collected, even terse and commanding. Outside of work, he relaxes more, enjoying food and drink with his comrades, telling stories from his many years in the watch.

Born and raised in the city of Heston, Leigh knows most of the entire city like the back of his hand. He took to the family business as soon as he could, and joined the city watch at the age of seventeen. Leigh has served the city his entire life, seeing all manner of oddities and action. From marauding adventurers, to civil unrest, to unusually sized rodents, there is little that can happen in an urban center that Sergeant Carmichael has not seen. He saw years and years of watch work, and even lived long enough to retire, but the quiet life did not suit Leigh. He took to adventuring himself, inside and around the city, utilizing his old armor, emblazoned with the crest of Heston, along with a multitude of weapons. Even past his prime, Sergeant Leigh Carmichael serves his home.

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Leigh owns a sturdy set of Heston watch armor, featuring a chest plate and pauldrons over a gambeson, along with leather greaves and vambraces. He wields the city standard longsword, along with a winged spear, and a caestus on his off-hand for hand-to-hand brawling.

Tough as nails, strong as an ox, and built like an oak. Leigh is trained in armed and unarmed combat, experienced fighting with anything from mauls to daggers, as well as his fists. He has a good understanding of small squad tactics, and is capable of fighting on his own or as part of a concerted unit. He also has knowledge of first aid for emergency situations. Leigh knows the city like the back of his hand, and can navigate its many streets, and people, with little trouble.

Leigh possesses no magical ability.

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He's getting too old for this shit.

The Saltaire District

Awesome possum! I'll have a character sheet up and ready tomorrow.

The Saltaire District

There isn't still room for another, is there?