Zephyr

Zephyr nodded, wearing a slightly cynical smile. "I see. Meaning you're mostly guarding the wealthy and everyone else gets the scraps." He held up a hand to forestall protest. "I know it's the way of the world, and I don't blame you a bit. But we're going to be making some changes around here. I don't want us to be hired guards for those who can pay - well, except for the Caravan Guard, but that's another story. I'd like to spread the protection out more evenly, so that we're where we're needed, and not just looking sharp so the rich merchants feel safe. Tell me honestly, Lieutenant, what do you think needs fixing?"