"What should we do about this so called 'Mighty Hammer' Mr President?" 

Kiue didn't bother looking up from the sheet of paper in front of him, reading through it carefully as he simply answered the recently appointed Admiral Draco "Nothing." Was all he said in response. After several moments of silence that was only tension filled on the other side of his desk, Kiue looked up at Draco with a level gaze. "Even if we wished to investigate such a ship, our fleet is currently in the dry docks, undergoing needed repairs. Even if we had sea worthy vessels, our sailors lack the training to take advantage of them still. Besides, other then rumors of it being sighted by trading ships, has this 'Mighty Hammer' been connected to any act of piracy since it has appeared?" 

"Well, no... But the Mighty Hammer was..."

"An active pirate ship over a hundred years ago, yes I've heard the stories. However, just because this ship has black sails and is painted black doesn't mean that it is the same ship. Even if it was, the pirates that so fearfully crewed her would have long passed from this world after all these years one way or another. Until this mystery ship starts actively pirating in our waters, it is to be treated just like any other ship. In fact, if our black ship wished to dock in our ports I would ensure that not only would it be welcome, but that I wish to personally speak to the current captain. Now that the matter is settled, have you anything to add about the recent offer from Aznavor?" Kiue asked, like a parent reassuring their child that there aren't any monsters under the bed.

Draco looked a little put off by what had been explained, but considering that there really wasn't anything else they could do about it he let the matter drop. "Yeah, I had a bit of a look at it. It seems like a pretty solid deal."

Kiue nodded his head in agreement. " Indeed. I have already sent back our acceptance of their agreement... Alongside some of the senior accountants of the guild of Accountants and Usurers who were more then happy to go and set up a base of operations in Aznavor. I believe these are the same gentlemen that do their guilds taxes." A tiny grin appeared on the presidents face... if you weren't looking for it, you would have missed it. In front of his was the tax sheets from the Guild of Accountants and Usurers; Unsurprisingly, its stated taxable income was negligible. In fact, it had also applied for a rebate.