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The ship was approaching Aroway quickly, and the island's single village was in sight. It appeared that locals had come - expecting the arrival of the Ragged Brotherhood 'envoy'. It appeared as though the welcoming party was composed of the village/island leader, and four guards. The leader was fairly old - evident by his short stature, long beard and lack of head-hair. His skin was tanned, and he appeared to be fairly weak, as he needed a walking stick. Aedius' current force with rivaled the village leader's; with four Ragged Cultists, the addition of two Wandering Legion skeletons, and a Ragged Cultist Ensign - Cordelia Mirelle. Aedius turned to the group, and spoke. 

"We're here for the abundance of Lacrima that this island has - nothing more. Violence is a last resort. Do not ruin this." His tone was serious, slightly different from how he would normally act around his fellow Ragged Brotherhood members. Perhaps it was because it was a mission given to him by The First - someone who Aedius greatly respected.

The ship reached the coast, and a bridge slowly descended onto the beach, which Aedius and most of his following walked down. His skeletons had to stay behind, they were there in case things turned violent. The village leader glared at the envoys, and then his own guards before finally speaking.

"What do you want from us?" his tone was shaky, raspy. Fitting for an old man.

"We are members of the Ragged Brotherhood, and our lord requested both unity, and shipment of Lacrima from you - both of which you refused to do. We are here to convince you...[i]otherwise.[/i]" Aedius replied, smiling smugly.