[center][h1][color=00a99d]Garret Zarubin[/color][/h1][/center]

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The way to the Adventurer's Quarter wasn't long, though the closer they got, the more evident it was that the people coming and going from the district were oddly 'varied'. Many individuals residing in the district dressed presumably to their profession. Garrett noted some of the more heavily armed individuals wore sets of unique sets of armor, be it light, heavier metal plating, or even a case or two of more exotic and flamboyant varieties. Others seem to either don robes or dress like pioneers of old Earth. If it weren't for the fact they were stranded in a foreign world, he could've mistaken the place for a genre-specific convention. Yet, he could clearly see they weren't participants in some parody event, they all bore the looks of individuals with unique jobs they took seriously, whatever those 'jobs' entailed, he could only guess. 

"How much you want to bet the guy over there with the blue cloak and gold trim is a Warlock?" asked an opened-minded Tess.

"Nah," replied Shirly, "I think they're a Mage. I can't imagine a Warlock with bright colors."

"What's the difference?" Thorin asked in genuine honesty.

[color=00a99d]"Behave,"[/color] growled Garrett, making the single word come off like a warning than an order.

Soon, they arrived at what appeared to be a tavern, filled, of course, with more adventurers. Srikandi led the group to a large table secluded away from the other occupied stands and had everyone take their seat so she could go over her plan.

Garrett raised a brow upon one of Srikandi's questions, [color=00a99d]"it isn't all that much different than what you described, ma'am. If there is any suspicious activity being reported, we ask anyone nearby in the vicinity of the disturbance for their input and develop the story from there."[/color]

For a moment, Garrett thought about the other half of their process, especially considering Srikandi wouldn't have any idea about how their surveillance technology or digital record-keeping worked. It nagged him how much he wanted to go over the procedure but reminded himself that it wouldn't best translate well for a Friestanian who was a light-year or two away from even understanding the inner working of such a security system.   

[color=00a99d]"Granted, we have ways of conjuring visual evidence that can be used to further refine our investigations if the nature of the situation demands more specifics. However, that requires a large infrastructure of many things not available to us here, for obvious reasons. We can certainly split up, though I could have my team spread out, that way we can cover more ground that way. If I or any of them find something, we can communicate with each other over long distances." [/color]