It's About the Girl Next Door

A flicker of something that could almost be relief passed across Aresenn's features at the reassurance. Though he wasn't one to seek solace in the word of others, knowing that Basilisk had no intention of disrupting his relationship with Andromeda was, at least, a small comfort amidst the changes. His reply to Basilisk's lack of knowledge about The Syndicate was a simple nod, not entirely surprised. They were relatively new and hadn't yet made the impact they aimed for. “It had begun as a band, and is still establishing as a pack.” He explained evenly, pausing a moment before continuing. “Syndicate has claimed territory just east of here on the coast- Polar Sound on the mainland.” Just a couple of territories over- surely Basilisk would know if it. “I am the Emir- a second in command of sorts. You should likely expect visits from some of our more diplomatic individuals: Absinth Inferos and Rhazien Saxe are most likely to establish a more formal relationship.” In all honestly, it wouldn’t surprise him if either one of them had had their own personal dealings with the Armada already.

Clearing his throat, he decided that he might go ahead and attempt to establish neutrality while he was already here. He was the Emir after all. “This is obviously a more personal visit. But of course, if there is anything I can do for you, please let me know. My friendship with Andromeda predates this group, and it is very important to me.” He reassured, conveying his genuine interest on the subject. But on to a not-so-personal matter. “That being said, I am formerly from Pirates Plunder, and am always up for a good skirmish. I’m not sure how the Armada keeps their warriors sharp. But if ever you would be up for a friendly raid. Please let me know.” If they could manage a good training exercise with one of their closest neighbors, that would certainly be something worth taking advantage of. “Some of these young, hot-blooded brutes are a lot of talk, but I’m not sure how many of them have actually seen a real fight. It wouldn’t hurt for some of them to be humbled.” He finished with a breathy chuckle in light amusement. And of course, perhaps the Armada could benefit from such an interaction as well.

"Aresenn Praetor"