- Feb 12, 2008
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As Brower's ship came into the dock Lesa stood there waiting, the light breeze rippling through her hair. She had managed to convince Simon to move the waiting wights back a little, their weapons lowered in a show of peace. Glancing over her shoulder she caught site of the glowering form of Mircea, as well as other vampires and knew that the situation could however change in a moment.
It seemed that the Council had not come entirely unprepared however for she had seen here own ship holding position out in the river, seemingly inconspicuous. However she knew her ship, and cannon port latches had been released, only just being held closed. That meant if things went wrong there would no doubt be a barrage of cannon fire a moment later.
The gangplank thudded to the dock, and looking up Lesa caught site of the armoured form of the Duke walking down first. Close behind him was his adjutant Aubervillier and then a slow procession of the rest of the Council. They all looked wary, and in fairness she could not blame them. She was wary herself as there was enough powerful beings here to kill anyone of them, even the newly resurrected Vlad.
Nodding to Simon who stood a few paces behind her, Lesa approached the Council.
"I am most glad to see you are all ok," she said of way of greeting, "and I have no doubt that you all have many questions, especially to the occurrences in Nuln. I assure you they will all be answered to your satisfaction, but first I must ask whether you come to make peace.....or war? The Carsteins have agreed to peace and reparations, so the decision lies with you."
It seemed that the Council had not come entirely unprepared however for she had seen here own ship holding position out in the river, seemingly inconspicuous. However she knew her ship, and cannon port latches had been released, only just being held closed. That meant if things went wrong there would no doubt be a barrage of cannon fire a moment later.
The gangplank thudded to the dock, and looking up Lesa caught site of the armoured form of the Duke walking down first. Close behind him was his adjutant Aubervillier and then a slow procession of the rest of the Council. They all looked wary, and in fairness she could not blame them. She was wary herself as there was enough powerful beings here to kill anyone of them, even the newly resurrected Vlad.
Nodding to Simon who stood a few paces behind her, Lesa approached the Council.
"I am most glad to see you are all ok," she said of way of greeting, "and I have no doubt that you all have many questions, especially to the occurrences in Nuln. I assure you they will all be answered to your satisfaction, but first I must ask whether you come to make peace.....or war? The Carsteins have agreed to peace and reparations, so the decision lies with you."