Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20190918134951/@comment-5583506-20190922205231

In the lobby, Dayne would find a well-suited man and well-combed hair. Even in a place like this he didn't quite seem to fit in.

"Dayne Remly?" he asked

The well-suited man approached Valentina. "Agent Milerius", he said extending his digital calling card. "I work for the Elder Council."

Once Heldegard had landed by the spaceport she would find that there was nothing suspicious about the place. Men and women were loading off crates and goods from the trading vessels, eager to head out again. If there was an ambush waiting for her somewhere they had chosen a very poor spot to do so.

The empty hangar at the far end of the dock stood open. A smaller, discreet build of the Silt Strider had landed just outside.

The man extended a digital card for Donn, to confirm his identity. "Agent Milerius", he said. "I was sent here by request of the Elder Council."

There was no need for worry. In the empty hangar, Talara would find a lone man standing there, as if he had been waiting forever. He was well-suited and had well-combed hair.

"Good afternoon", he said.

An hour went by for Tobias and soon enough a well-suited man would take a seat in front of him. "Tobias Asgaldsen?" he said askingly.

The man seemed amused by Odessa's suspicion. "Is that what you think we are doing?" he laughed. "I am sorry to disappoint you, my dear, but the Elder Council is not the monster you think we are. No, I am here by their request to put you under our employ."