[hr][center][h1][color=f7941d]Port Algec[/color][/h1]
[h3][color=f26522]Mess Hall
Tyr Fin, Everin Skye, Roose Tadmoore[/color][/h3][/center]
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Before running into them, at least Roose, Tyr had the impression this team would be a viable asset to the general, but with the easily felt frustration they showed to him he was concerned over their upcoming synergy. A tribal from the east and one painted onto posters and blaring on radio programs matched with a career soldier from a fishing village. [color=a187be]"You can always learn something from your elders. There's a reason he still succeeds in that old tin can of his."[/color] He defended the veteran before the leaving of Roose, to which he gave a nod, and the joining of another soldier just before then. Yet another new arrival to team delta, one of the so called nobles of the empire, a classless hierarchy aimed at retaining their old traditions among the new rabble they had to call allies. [color=a187be]"Carius Hale, welcome to Algec. I see you're also on the roster to be launched, will you be bringing your HMT along with you?"[/color]