<strong>Total XP: 5</strong><br/><br/>May in Newhaven always carried with it a sort of subtle warmth indicative of better times.  Even though the pigeons and seagulls' resurgence proved irritating at times, the opening of the nearby beaches, the casual dress and the ease of students getting to enjoy their summer vacations brought just a little bit more smiles to the general populace.<br/><br/>Of course, not everyone had such an easy time with the transition.  The work of Scions went beyond the seasons, requiring dedication in spite of rain, snow or burning sunshine.  Thankfully, it didn't stop them from looking sexy while doing it.<br/><br/>So it came to be that several different Scions each received a letter, typed up in practiced calligraphy on expensive paper and envelopes:<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Dear Madam:<br/><br/>Although we have not yet had the pleasure to meet in person, I am afraid that I must beseech your assistance in an urgent matter concerning your parents.  I cannot explain here, for obvious reasons, but if you would be so kind as to meet me upon the rooftop of the Altmeyer Skyscraper this Saturday at noon for lunch and tea, I should be happy to explain in full.<br/><br/>Simply display this letter at the lobby and one of my staff will allow you access.  <br/><br/>Sincerely,<br/>Joseph Altmeyer</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The letter bore the insignia of Joseph Altmeyer, an old, blind man who made his fortune in the stock market over the last several decades.  Although little is known about him, gossip on the street claims that he has an uncanny knack for recognizing profit and when someone or something stands to gain from a situation.<br/><br/>The lobby of the Altmeyer Skyscraper is vast and welcoming, with various glass panels allowing the warmth of the day to shine through but sufficiently polarized to hide the glare.  Various security personnel stand ready, allowing various people in or out as lunch breaks kick in, though the exact choice of noon seems to provide a lull for the staff's comings and goings.