[color=red][h2][center]Sagant "Redeye" Reikus[/center][/h2][/color]
	Sagant looked up at the taller human, catching a glimpse of the card in his hand.  From what he could tell, it was part of the tarot deck affixed to his belt, and the card he held while conversing with him was the [i]Wheel of Fortune.[/i]  While not particularly versed in the meaning of these cards, he had a general understanding of them, and was surprised by a drawing meant for him with so many meanings.  [color=red]"I see your fortunes are as indecisive as the baker on 5th.  Though I'm flattered that not even a tarot can read me properly."[/color]  He gave the group a slight smile while a small group of guards found their way into the building.  [color=red]"I go by Saga-"[/color]

	He was cut off by the annoyingly peppy voice of the poster-child of Aquaria's guard, Viola Ferrari.  She was shouting about reports of a monster in the area, and stopped the moment she laid eyes on him.  [color=red]"I see you're well today, Viola."[/color]  She let him go about her usual rant, complaining about his very presence and shooing him away like a stray dog.  That was new, at least.  [color=red]"And who was it that drove that minotaur back into the Old City again?  Hmm?"[/color]  He was citing one of his adventures from the previous month, one of which included a beast like that tearing through the guard and needing a mage to deal with it.  Obviously, he had been the first on the scene.

	With the girl now going about her business, he resumed his introduction, ignoring the grimace from Elnariel.  [color=red]"Anyhow, I'm Sagant.  Resident historian, dark mage, and adventurer."[/color]  He turned slightly as he felt someone's hand on his shoulder, then broke into a bright smile as he recognized the girl leaning on him.  [color=red]"And this is Aeolia, a true genius if one ever existed."[/color]  His attention was pulled to a young girl dressed in white, black, and orange, and wielding a staff that looked only slightly dented on the heavy end.  She was probably a healer or cleric... likely healer due to the lack of any actual armor.  She would certainly be an asset to the team.

	As Viola took her leave, she left behind a wanted poster with Kreiss.  He walked the the window, an inky, black tentacle extending from his left palm and snatching the paper out of the knight's hand and pulled it back to Sagant's hand.  He took a moment to examine the poster before looking up, finding an exact match just outside and looking dumbfounded.  [color=red]"Found him.  Or her, I honestly can't tell."[/color]  He took a swift few steps for the door and pushed it open, four tendrils erupting from the palms of his hands and rushing for the being of indeterminate gender.  One would wrap around each limb and hoist the newly made captive into the air, while a fifth would split off and start frisking the body, searching for weapons and anything that would be out of place.  [color=red]"When she said dangerous, I expected you to at least try and run.  You have a name?"[/color]  The fifth tentacle would snake it's way up his outer leg and retrieve the knife there, then tuck it unto Sagant's cloak casually.

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