The City Fort
You make your way down Pope Square, and enter The City Fort a shabby brick garrison with a decently built thatched roof. The City Fort is known for a bathing pool in the courtyard which is free for citizens to use, safe in the knowledge that their possessions are kept in the guardhouse, away from sticky fingers.
It is run by the Guards of the Orca, who are mostly professional, though the occasional bad eggs causes a public scandal now and then. At the moment, a noble is arguing about some fine which was levied against them- they clearly don't think that it's fair.
Arcsey is policed by The City Fort, rather than a separate guard. The guard is slightly underfunded, and their equipment sometimes falls into slight disrepair. Their officers are held accountable for their actions, though the Guards of the Orca does not have the funding to perform regular training exercises.
One can recognise a member of the Guards of the Orca by the their blue cloaks.
Law in Arcsey is very much punitive based, and those that breach the laws can expect hard labour, incarceration, or sometimes public execution. Crime is an ugly stain on humanity, to be punished.
Chief's Office:
The person in charge is Zeckus Johnston, an agreeable rather tall man with a cleft nose. This office is a large hall. Most of the space is filled with training areas or tables. On the far wall, there are a series of massive desks covered in papers and writing supplies. An array of clean and polished weapons and armour dominates one of the other walls. Evidence Locker:
The guardhouse is in dire need of a cleaner; blood spatters have seeped in, and the cells are filthy.
The person in charge is Zeckus Johnston, an agreeable rather tall man with a cleft nose. This office is a large hall. Most of the space is filled with training areas or tables. On the far wall, there are a series of massive desks covered in papers and writing supplies. An array of clean and polished weapons and armour dominates one of the other walls. Evidence Locker:
The guardhouse is in dire need of a cleaner; blood spatters have seeped in, and the cells are filthy.
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Owner
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