As the conversations carried on, a man in his late twenties walked in. His face spoke of many experiences, times of both sorrow and joy. This was Kell Tainer, former Commodore and Executive Director of the Wedjat. He was not wearing his traditional black navy uniform, but instead a simple black business suit, more suited to his current job as an engineer.
Following him in entrance were two others, a women also in her late twenties and a seven year old girl.
These were his wife and daughter, Rebecca and Jordana Tainer respectively.
Kell surveyed the room, noting many familiar faces. Two stood out in particular, old comrades he had served with during his tenure as Wedjat Director. These were Jeremy Hunter and Eriksson Ravenov.
Seeing Jeremy closest to the door, Kell made his way towards the table.
Kell extended his hand to Jeremy and spoke "It's been far too long my old friend"