[color=8493ca][h3][b]Post Captain Le Marinier[/b][/h3]
[b]Telagrams and Talks.[/b]
[I].455 Hot[/i]
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The Captain explained the system in the lands they were in, the rank system and nobility were heavily merged and just because he was a Prince it seemed they took their military academy and training seriously as well as the organisation for the most part seemed to be effective. While not the greatest power, this nation seemed effective and well managed. 

Not perfect but it felt safe and less likely to fall apart like the prior city they lived in. Though a Hybrid rank system made his judgement more complicated. “Just my day. At least I know what to expect, he just probably had to be seen, we all a cog somewhere. Just play along, salute and it should be over." He nodded in thanks to the warning that he least could prepare was more than nothing. 

It was all a game, being seen, where, when, how, allies and interests. He just wanted to stay quiet, calm and salute etc and make the right moves to end things as fast and painlessly as he was able. Was that too much to hope for? No different to the official events he was invited to, except everyone else had their own agenda and acted for your own, quietly along with your allies. 

“Carter…” He said drawing the name out. “I admit I wanted to believe he was a good man, but I saw with my own eye. I'll take what is his to the Embassy, and leave them to sort that mess out. Duty done. What happens is in others hands.” He kept his idea quiet. If things got too messy he fully expected them to pull the plan. It was not worth a major risk, he was a criminal not an enemy of the state. Just a chance to try and seize the initiative on the situation.


“This gold, it drives people mad, I'll be glad to see it in a vault. Captain, I hope he was the last, but probably others wanted to share. if you're ever in Favis, look me up.” He added the offer seriously, he seemed a good man and would open his doors to those who had shared a rather unique adventure. “I wanted to petition for some kind of support for all, but now… damn impulsive mainer.” 

He wanted to secure at least a payment to help find clothes, lodging, travel, whatever it was they chose to use to help them get back on track. Carter had made them all look like potential criminals… He shook his head and kept an eye on the distance, his only eye…but an eye! On the approach for anyone from Police to a Field Marshal. 



[@Dyelli Beybi]