A society of aristocrats, nobles, merchants, imperialistic and nationalistic officers and marshals that roam the streets, keeping the citizens in line with their canes, blades and spells. However, it is a rare occurrence that discipline must be given. Their red standards float majestically over every corner. Their guards stand tall and are the envy of all society when they march in the Grand Revelation monthly. With gold and jewel encrusted rings on their thin, bony fingers, the magistrates of Silvermoon contemplate life, peace, war and death. They debate over the reconstruction of their fine city and calculate their next political moves. The manual labor is almost effortless seeing as magic is so widespread. None live in poverty, only a lesser state of wealth.