[center][h1][color=lightblue]Galahad Caradoc[/color][/h1]
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[color=lightblue]"Sigursdottir..."[/color] Galahad murmured in a flat voice. He glanced at Miina and Izayoi, who already seemed to be in agreement. He shrugged, misgivings or distrust, even if he voiced them he was outvoted. Besides, he quite liked the idea that Izayoi put forward, watching the blackhelms kill each other for once would be an almost cathartic experience. Though perhaps he was a bit surprised that the typically bloodthirsty Izayoi wouldn't want to just kill them all herself. Variety is the spice of life, he supposed.

[color=lightblue]"I suggest you be careful about who you tell your imperial ambitions to."[/color] Galahad grunted as he signaled the ship. [color=lightblue]"Very few in our presence will care to hear of them."[/color]

Galahad glanced about Garland's form, looking for any weapons. To his surprise, Garland was telling the truth, he was unarmed. Though that did not necessarily mean he trusted the man any further than he could throw him. [color=lightblue]"I cannot guarantee any of the others will listen to you, much less believe you. For obvious reasons, but for now. Very well. Get on."[/color]