[center][color=crimson] ♠  [b]Alexander • 2nd of Spades • The Diamond Looking Glasses[/b]  ♠ [/color]

[sup][color=FF0E20][b]HP: 18/18[/b][/color] [color=17758D]||[/color] [color=A625E7]SA: 14/14[/color] [color=17758D]||[/color][color=gold] GP 216g[/color][color=17758D]||[/color][color=FF8527] [b]0 / 1000 CP[/b][/color]
*No Condition *[/sup]
[h3]Prime District Entrance [color=crimson]||[/color] Trying to get this whole "initiation" business over with. [color=crimson]||[/color] Annoyance[/h3][/center]

Crowds of Clubs and Diamonds cluttered the streets like confetti after a parade, chatting on about their plans for schooling at the Spire, or possibly a story they had told countless times before at bars, in an attempt to form new kinships to last them a lifetime.  Hearts and Spades strolled through the streets, citizens politely making way for their royal and noble classes.  At least, some were made way for.  Others were being knocked on their asses as people bumped into them.  And on the first day as well.  What an embarrassment.  The whole scene was one that reeked of a general chaos.

And not the kind that Alexander liked.

Keeping to the edge of the crowd where it was clearest, Alexander sighed.  He came to the Spire to strengthen his magic, not to get caught up in a organizational nightmare.  Scanning past the turmoil, he saw a line-up of a couple of people who looked like they knew what they were doing, most with a small queue leading up to then.  All except for one, an older man who appeared to have the fragility of soggy research notes, standing next to a giant door of a man, probably a club.  Or the fragility of his parent's marriage, if you wanted to go there.  No wonder not many people were lining up to interact with the old veteran.  But if it meant he could get through the whole experience faster, Alexander would go for it.

Prepared to push through the crowd, he was glad to find that a hand gestures, expectant looks, and an "excuse me" or two cleared a decent path to the steward.  It seemed most here already understood Alexander's importance.  And the few who didn't would learn soon enough, or regret it.  But that was problem for another time.  For now he just had to get through this elderly man's initiation, whatever that may mean.  Once standing in front of the man, Alexander took a deep bow, hands outstretched elegantly.  Signs of respect were important, even to those who may be below him.

[color=crimson]"Salutations, good sir.  I am Alexander of the Diamond Looking Glasses, and 2nd of Spades.  You appear to be someone who I can talk to about my initial processing as a student of the Spire.  Please, enlighten me to what I must do so I can quickly get to my learning and educational betterment as soon a possible."[/color]  Hopefully this would be through with quickly.

[Hider=Inventory on his Person]
Treasures: An ornate ring

Inventory:

[list][*]Iron Rations[*]Spyglass[*]Writing Tools[*]5 Empty Books[*]Grappling Hook[*]Mess Kit[*]Hourglass[/list]
Thematic Items: Suitcase, Coat, Identification Documents, the abstract concept of classism. [/hider]
[hider=Current Stats]
Health: 12
Sanity: 11
Willpower: 10
Stamina: 10
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 10
Stealth: 10
Magic: 22
Vigilence: 10
Luck: 0[/hider]