Sean Thiel was a lieutenant in the Kiltish Navy – an institution he had made his way into so he would eventually gain access to the secrets of the state. 

Thanks to his work in intelligence, he knew what was required to manage the logistical operations of a new, special police force. This unit, called the Blue Hawks, was to have new roles and a new name. It needed someone with precisely his abilities: a new leader that could come to grips with the enigma of the university murders.

Being a lieutenant, as well as an emissary – a member of the Emissary Corps, a special group responsible for controlling the tentacled and clawed monsters – Sean could choose to wear either of the two uniforms. He preferred to wear his military uniform. It amplified his personal sense of power. 

The military uniform was comprised of a white suit and a circular cloak that only covered his chest with golden and black details, ending in a 'V' shape in the front. The rest of the uniform consisted of a jacket with buttons down the middle, and some golden and black distinguishing features on the shoulders and sleeves; straight-legged pants and black boots completed the attire. His medals hung from his jacket, at chest level, hidden by the cloak.

With a folder full of documents under his arm and flanked by two Blue Hawks' officers who were also carrying a large stack of papers, Sean Thiel entered the meeting chamber with a commanding gait that distinguished him from the others. The room was rectangular, with white walls and golden details decorating the corners and the columns. The space had been adapted to make it suitable for important briefings on the latest killings, as well as for meetings between Kiltish emissaries. The wall facing the windows was dominated by a large picture depicting a strange mountainous forest located in northern Kilto.

The floor was covered in square marble tiles, and flower-filled vases adorned furniture against the walls. 

There was a round table surrounded by armchairs, and another, larger, oval table, surrounded by several elaborately carved wooden chairs. A massive candelabrum was suspended from the ceiling. At night it served to illuminate the entire room, giving it a majestic air. Sean's round white cloak shone in the morning sunlight streaming in through the wide, soaring arch-topped windows. A solitary cream-colored hooded silhouette stared out into the inner garden from one of the windows.

Seeing the figure, Sean stopped and made a clear hand gesture to the two Hawks accompanying him – a signal for them to leave the room. They understood the message and retreated through the door in silence. The lieutenant waited until they had left the room and the door had closed behind them. 

Sean then enacted a movement spell – the equivalent of telekinesis in Enrique's world. He drew the necessary symbol in his mind and conjured forth an energy that, while invisible, could move the door's locking mechanism and bolt it tightly.