Juan marched up to the atrium of the large semi-circular building that housed the Council of the Corsair Elders. The Elder had just gotten back from a camping trip in the wilderness and was dirty, but stalwart in his duties.
Juan approached the Chamber's guards and quickly opened the door to the comfy stone-lined room. The Corsair sat at a terminal and began to type a message through the Corsair communication system.
Comm ID: Elder Juan Lucendez
To: All Elders and Centurions
ID Trace: Council of Corsair Elder, Capital City Planet Crete
CC: Carlos Benitez, Ximen Benitez, Zavier Benitez, Gentle
Displaying...
Greetings all. As some of you have already seen Captain Ben Laowai sent a personal communique to several high ranking leaders of our various organizations. I have a strong feeling that we need to discuss possible tactical strategies we must be prepared to initiate. The only diplomacy I see us using is to call in allies or get our message across.
Also, I believe our Centurions have a vast knowledge of in space experience and thus they are encouraged to participate in the discussions. As always, the OPG and Benitez familia may bring their ranking officers. I see this more as a summit to ascertain our battle-readiness and harden our hearts for the coming storm.
Thank you all.
//End Transmission.
"The thirteen saloons that had lined the one street of Seney had not left a trace. The foundations of the Mansion House hotel stuck up above the ground. The stone was chipped and split by the fire. It was all that was left of the town of Seney. Even the surface had been burned off the ground.
Nick looked at the burned-over stretch of hillside, where he had expected to find the scattered houses of the town and then walked down the railroad track to the bridge over the river. The river was there."
