Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20190918134951/@comment-5583506-20190926013603

"Of course the Council would find someone suitable enough to compensate and cover for your duties while you perform the task they give you", Milerius assured Valentina. "They personally requested you, and while I am not at liberty to debrief you on just how dire the current situation is, I do believe in that the security and stability of Mundus goes above all else."

"Oh, quite the contrary", Milerius told Dayne. "Your groundbreaking research is one of the very conditions as to why the Council personally requested you."

"Aye", Milerius told Talara. "They personally requested you. They would like to meet with you in person at White-Gold Tower Station within the week."

"Although I could, it's not for me to say", Milerius told Tobias. "I am sworn to secrecy and as such any information they have to share are between the two of you only. Though I am allowed to say as much that it concerns galactic security."

"If it's within their reach or power, you can rest assured that you will be rewarded accordingly", Milerius replied to Odessa calmly. "And if not, I am sure that they will be able to compensate you with something of equally great value."

"Agent Milerius", the agent replied, looking down upon the Scarab. "I have been sent by the Elder Council."

"Because the Elder Council personally requested you", he told Isona. "I am Agent Milerius", he said, showcasing his calling card to lower her suspicions.

"The Council are willing to overlook a great many things, if it's for the sake of galactic stability and security", the agent told Donn. "They do not care about background or race, as long as results are provided for the greater good. And they personally requested you."

"Only if you are willing to accept", Milerius told Kahyla. "You have been personally requested by the Elder Council on an assignment. The details are ... well, not my place to share. Certainly not out in the open like this. The confidentiality of this should remain between you and them. They would like to have you meet them within the week."

Down on the ground floor of the extremely tall building, there was a man waiting for Gabriel and Gvel down at the entrance. He was well-suited and had well-combed, brown hair. At first glance one could have easily mistaken him for some ambassador or officer of some sort. But there was no mistake about it that this was indeed the man who had called on them.