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Dawn had only crawled over the edge of the world only an hour or so ago, the sun yawning awake with beams of gold and orange. The town itself had begun to rise with it, the people who lived inside the guild town rising and preparing for their days. A few of them were already up, preparing their shops, sweeping the streets of the wayward sand that had snuck in during the night and other such tasks. But on the street that the hooded man walked, no one strode. Soon it would be filled with people – especially one of more important matter – but he still had some time before that happened. He walked along slowly, taking his time on the way to wherever he was going. The cloak that covered his head wasn’t pulled so far down that no one could make out his face; in fact, his features were more than obvious if anyone were around to catch them.
His thick beard wrapped around the entirety of his jaw, merging up with his sideburns. Flecks of white and silver were intermingled into the dark threads, showing he was more than mid-aged. His facial completed around his lips, a similarly heavy mustache wrapping around either side of his mouth and connecting just below his nose. The entirety of the mustache was white, fading into the black beard on either side of his cheeks. His features were sharp, shaped to catch the light and create long shadows of almost superiority. His brow was pulled low over his eyes, his eyebrows making an almost perfect ‘V’ shape over the dark orbs. Yet despite his harsh façade, there was an air of warmth and ease about him.
The brown cloak was pulled around his body enough that his undergarments couldn’t be seen, disguising him as nothing more than an elderly man on an early morning stroll. He passed by a few side streets before he changed his direction, moving down a small pathway that led to perhaps Ace of Spades’ more secret and wondrous spots. As he passed through the low archway, the park opened up before him. This piece of Eden among the sandy city wasn’t well visited by many, usually because the larger parks and attractions were quicker to catch the eye. But that made this spot even more tantalizing – it gave those that knew of it plenty of privacy to do what they wished.
He took a moment to breath in the fresh air that came from stepping into a new space and walked slowly into the midst of the park, taking his time to look around and truly take in the sight of the paradise. He spotted a small bench off to the side that gave plenty of ample space to admire the entirety of the park. That became his goal, his gait turning just enough to carry him to it. Once there, he slid down onto the seat and let out a relieved sigh. Yes, this would do perfectly. His arms fumbled underneath his cloak and then a single arm came out, clasping a small book. He flipped it open with his thumb, finding the exact page he wanted to and sat back, immersing himself in the words within.