[center][h1][color=4682B4]SAMSON AHN[/color][/h1][b]Location:[/b] Infirmary[/center][hr]Sam was stunned for a moment at the pure luck that Bianca had. She was wandering all bloodied and bruised and somehow ended up in the town her grandfather was help leading. Whatever the case the stars were in her favor and Sam figured it was best to be on her side if anything ever went south. Sam returned a smile to her as they continued on with their conversation. [color=4682B4]"I'm just helping out here today. Everyone here in Versailles helps out whenever and wherever they can. I'm not really assigned to anything yet. I'm hoping to get onto the patrol team soon though, their numbers are getting a bit thin, we've had a rough winter."[/color] Sam's bright smile turned into a deep frown as a sigh escaped his lips, thinking back on how the winter went that year.

They lost a few good guards to not only zombie attacks, but bandits too. And it wasn't just fighting that caused a lot of deaths that winter though, it was the shortage of meds and the widespread colds and flus that turned the town into a crazy petri dish of bacteria. Rose had solved a lot of those problems though with natural home remedies and helped save a lot of lives throughout the process. Sam nodded his head and returned to his signature bright and happy face, [color=4682B4]"You know, whenever you feel better I can totally show you around town."[/color]

[center][h1][color=A9A9A9]GRESHAM KENT[/color][/h1][b]Location:[/b] Versailles Town Hall[/center][hr]Gresham's morning walk was, as usual, safe and sound. The only thing that was bad news was the break-in that the guards were already taking care of. It was good that the young blood were taking care of things as Gresham wanted to see who would be able to help lead Versailles to greatness as time went on. The man had an eye for finding diamonds in the rough and helping polish their leadership abilities. Sometimes they used what he taught them for good and sometimes all the things he tried to instill in his mentees were used for bad, but whatever happened was up to the individual to decide and not him.

As he entered the board room meeting within Versailles Town Hall, he was always the first one there, he took his seat at the far right side of the table, sitting and reflecting upon what was going to be needed to be done about the break-in incident. Were their walls becoming that thin that the outsiders could break in or were there bandits who were trying to throw their town into chaos? Whatever it was Gresham knew the council needed to figure it out and move on it quickly. Gresham began jotting down notes as he waited quietly in his seat, flipping through the pages of his papers that were set aside for him.

The man was always early, but he followed the motto of the early bird gets the worm, and in this case he wanted to make sure he was going to help lead Versailles and protect them however he could. Being ready at all times was something he was good at doing. As Gresham went on writing down his thoughts, a cough slipped out from the direction of the door, breaking his train of thought.

[color=ED7E00]"Excuse me,"[/color] the voice said. [color=ED7E00]"Hopefully I didn't ruin your concentration."[/color]

[color=A9A9A9]"Ah, no worries."[/color] Gresham said flipping his papers back, leaving out a blank sheet on top. [color=A9A9A9]"I'm surprised you're one of the early ones today."[/color]

[color=ED7E00]"Wasn't too exciting of a night,"[/color] the voice said, settling themselves on the opposite end of the table. [color=ED7E00]"Obviously it wasn't as exciting as yours, from what I heard."[/color]

The council man slyly smirked at the comment as he set his pen down, brushing his chin with his hand. [color=A9A9A9]"Hopefully we can change that for you soon."[/color]