[Sinclair]

The commotion had been heard by the overseer of the prison, as he made his way down the corridors to greet the rowdy bunch curiously, whatever could be making such a racket in his prison. “Is something the problem?” The man walked out, he didn’t seem to imposing. He was still rather strong looking but wasn’t terribly large like one might expect from someone of his position. His badge read Theodore Watchman. He was practically named for the job, as he walked to greet the trio, seeming to think he might have his first volunteers of his newly passed rules