[center][color=a0d6b4]♠ [b]Maxwell • 3rd of Spades • The Peacekeepers[/b] ♠[/color]

[sup][color=FF0E20][b]HP: 10/10[/b][/color] [color=a0d6b4]||[/color] [color=A625E7]SA: 10/10[/color] [color=a0d6b4]||[/color][color=gold] 29g [/color][color=a0d6b4]||[/color][color=FF8527] [b]0 / 1000 CP[/b][/color]
*No Condition*[/sup]
[h3]Prime District Entrance[color=a0d6b4]||[/color]Preparing Overgrowth; Potentially stopping [color=crimson]Alexander[/color] [@Brasslazer] and [color=9370D8][b]Acron[/b][/color] [@Iktomi][color=a0d6b4]||[/color]Happy; Focused; Protective[/h3][/center]

Maxwell had taken the time to enjoy his coffee and croissant as some future intellectual peers begun to get up from their own misfortunes of falling on the first day. [i][color=a0d6b4]Okay, time to finally get initiated. Now...[/color][/i] His thoughts were halted by a small, elderly man approached. Maxwell recognized him as Esmond, a family butler Maxwell considered to be his grandfather.

[color=598527]"Now, sir, I do know that you were rushed."[/color] Esmond spoke softly and simply, speaking factually with a caring tone throughout. [color=598527]"However, that is no reason to be forgetful and not grab your suitcase or Identification Papers.[/color] Esmond held out the papers to Maxwell.

[color=a0d6b4]"Thank you, Esmond."[/color] Maxwell took the papers from Esmond, a small smile appearing on his face. [color=a0d6b4]"I knew we wouldn't have the proper time to say farewell, otherwise."[/color] Maxwell put the papers into a pocket of his suit, then quickly embraced Esmond. [color=a0d6b4]"You've been like a grandfather to me. Truly, thank you, Esmond, for everything."[/color]

[color=598527]"Max, you needn't fret over me."[/color] Esmond pushed Maxwell away, a grin spread wide across his face. [color=598527]"Go. Have fun."[/color] Esmond pointed him off towards the stewards. Maxwell waved goodbye, grabbed the suitcase, and made his way off towards the stewards.

[color=crimson]"Ah!  Watch where you're going next time!"[/color] A male voice called out. Maxwell thought he recognized it and moved towards it. And regretted it. There were two people seeming to be gathered around; one Maxwell disliked (for good reason, mind you), and the other was a bit... well, eccentric.

[i][color=a0d6b4]Hopefully, [u]that one[/u] understands what position [u]it's[/u] in. Just in case...[/color][/i] Maxwell's thoughts gave way to action. Well, preparing a reaction. Someone who was paying close attention could see magical energy begin to move about around Maxwell. Maxwell would doubt it, given the sunlight and people gathering to watch what may occur. [i][color=a0d6b4]Put an end to it if it begins...[/color][/i]

[Hider=Inventory on his Person]
Treasures: 
Inventory: Dagger, Writing Tools, 2 Empty Books, (N-)Compass, Cloak
Thematic Items: Navy Blue Suit, Identification Papers, Suitcase, Letters, Peacekeeper Crest Handkerchief[/hider]
[hider=Current Stats]
Health: 10 (Base)
Sanity: 10 (Base)
Willpower: 10
Stamina: 10
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 12
Stealth: 15
Magic: 15
Vigilance: 12
Luck: 1 [/hider]