The place stank of disinfectant and furniture polish, but at least it was habitable again. There were actually a few paying Molly customers downstairs in the Bistro. Upstairs, in his private office, the Grand Master conversed with Brother St. Germain.
"Brother Germain, in order to be accepted here in Bretonia, we must keep a delicate balance. While my trade expeditions into Bretonia and Kusari have increased our treasury, we must always be mindful of the laws these Sirians seem to love so much. Restrictions here, embargos there... it causes one to dance on the head of a pin!"
"Understood, Master Cagliostro. We will be commissioning another l'Ane transport within the week. I will personally see that Brother Paschal has the necessary information and charts."
"C'est bon, Geri. And the rest of our Inner Council? What of Sister Lilith?"
"Still missing, Grand Master. All attempts at locating her have failed. I am sorry."
"The woman is as crazy as her namesake, Geri, but she is ferocious in battle. Continue the search, please."
"Very well, mon ami. And the matters of diplomacy you mentioned?"
"Ah, oui. I believe we must soon present our credentials as 'Free Gallians' to the Houses of Sirius. It is also critical that we establish relations with those in and near the Taus who are the first line of defense against the approaching Royalist onslaught. You will be our Order's emmisary to those valiant souls, while I shall focus on the Sirian Houses."
"I will not fail the Brotherhood, Grand Master."
"I know you will not, mon ami. May the All-seeing Eye of Privas watch over you in your travels."
The two men rose, and exchanged the three symbols of their Order. Right arm raised to heaven, left arm parallel to Earth; both arms raised to heaven; both arms crossed at chest.
L. V. X.
Light.
<span style="font-family:Trebuchet Ms">Brotherhood of Light ~ Grenoble ~ Belfast
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