<strong>Callie &amp; Muse</strong><br/><br/>After a bit of inquiring you manage to find Giles Wilbright, the harbormaster, walking through the market, the area largely vacant save for a few stalls handling last minute sales.  He is a man of average proportions, late in his years but not yet enfeebled by them.  Cotton white hair frames his head in both shoulder length locks and large but neatly groomed sideburns tracing his jawline.  Every now and then his facial features scrunch up in an attempt to keep his golden wire-rimmed spectacles from sliding any further down the bridge of his nose since his hands were burdened by bags of groceries as he headed home after his evening errands.<br/><br/><strong>Erato &amp; Zaer</strong><br/><br/>The two of you make your way to the mayor's house without incident.  As you attempt to knock on the door however, it opens and a surprised young scribe flinches back a step upon discovering the sudden company.  "Oh!"  He sounds in a cracking falsetto of one in the midst of puberty with sudden realization of the misstep in his duties.  "I'm sorry, but you just missed Mayor Lucient's public visiting hours.  You will need to return tomorrow morning if you wish to hold a conference with him."  As the scribe politely attempts to dismiss you, you can see a figure cross the hallway a ways down as he leaves one room to transverse into another.  A man of hearty build and tanned features who wore the vestments and had the sort of authoritative bearing of a man with authority.  Though it was only a moment before he finished his short trek and closed the light wooden door behind him, there was little doubt that you had just spotted Mayor Lucient.