Wilson was on patrol tonight. He'd dismissed the lower Advocates including Ashley Brown from tonight's patrol, only for one reason, Charles was joining him tonight. Hayside was a big town, but with him and Charles walking the streets of the town, no stupid guild newbie would try pulling any feats tonight. Their mere presence would be enough to get those rascals crawling back to wherever they had come from.
He sat on the roof of the Hayside belfry with a cigarette in his lips. This was one of the few times he smoked, because of the cold and to keep himself awake and busy. The top of belfry provided a wide range of view from up there. He could watch close to half of the town from up here, and once his eyes caught any sight of suspicious movements, he was going down to put the creeper in his place.