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A hand was offered to him. Cedric stared at it curiously. The chancellor had little by way of passion to him; he felt akin to a damp piece of drift wood within the Great Ocean. There was nothing particularly remarkable about him, save for the luck that had landed him in such an advantageous position.
Cedric disliked him immensely.
The knight took his hand, shook it firmly. "A pleasure to serve," the much was truth, "I've already drawn up battle plans for something of a crusade. Our orders need to expand rapidly if we are going to meet our growing population's needs."
The hand was dropped. Cedric smiled.
"I can organize a fleet within the week."
[member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"]
Cedric disliked him immensely.
The knight took his hand, shook it firmly. "A pleasure to serve," the much was truth, "I've already drawn up battle plans for something of a crusade. Our orders need to expand rapidly if we are going to meet our growing population's needs."
The hand was dropped. Cedric smiled.
"I can organize a fleet within the week."
[member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"]