Northeast Beacon Street — Beacon
City Watch
Entry
The door does not open to the public. A bracelet worn by City Watch members must be held before the lock. After a moment, a faint glow flashes — and the door unlocks, pushing inward on its own.
Read to Players
“The door opens into a corner of the room. Everything else stretches off to the left. The floor and walls are the same material — large stone tiles in a slightly yellowish white, each one roughly three feet across. Plain and practical. A single column rises from the center of the floor to the flat stone ceiling, and mounted on each of its four faces is a lantern. They burn with a soft magical light, warm but bright, and together they fill the room better than you'd expect.
Directly across from where you entered is a desk — claw-and-ball legs, a top so smooth it looks almost like glass, carved vines running around its entire trim. Papers are stacked at intervals. An inkwell. A feather pen. A shallow basket in one corner, full to the edge with more papers. Two chairs face the desk for anyone with business to sit. Behind it, between the desk and the far wall, sits a high-backed chair with deep red velvet cushioning.
Along the left wall runs a long weapon rack — swords, spears, and a row of shields, each one bearing an engraved scene of the lighthouse atop Braver's Bowl. Above the rack, a row of wooden pegs. A club hangs from each one by a leather strap.
In the far left corner, a heavy iron door. A large lock mechanism is built into it, with a keyhole. At eye level, a sliding view port — closed.”
The Captain
Captain Grayman Desone
Human (Male) — 45
Thick brown hair and a thick brown mustache. Striking blue eyes. Handsome in a way that is hard to ignore and that he pays no attention to. He stands around six feet and carries the size of a man who has worked hard his entire life — not sculpted, just solid. Strong through the shoulders, through the hands. He dresses in City Watch colors and keeps himself neat.
Polite and direct. He has been dealing with the public for long enough that pleasantries come naturally but briefly — he moves past them without lingering. He is fair with his men, fair with citizens, and precise about what he expects. He is, in most respects, exactly what a city guard captain should be.