Chronicles of the Errai

[Karmotrine Dream]

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[22/05/828]

The industrial capital of Sirius, Rheinland looks much the part to our eyes; and similarly to Bretonia, and despite the recently acquired Engineering Officer's casual protestations, it is hard to tell whether its dismal state is of their own making over the centuries or it was a recent turn.

Our national contingent is split between a sort of rough patriotism and a certain hopelessness - a moral obligation to take their bruised House's side in spite of their doubts about its future.
To an extent, we understand it and sympathise. To another, we fail to see how one may feel attachment to such a vast and vague entity as a House, with so many identities within vying for for primacy.

The IMG finds within the Rheinlander periphery much greater presence, with numerous and prosperous bases hailing our approach. Spirits are high, and this pleases us all; they have to be, if one is to stand working in such dense and unappealing scenery.
We deploy a few mining freighters to prepare for future work, but lacking a vessel that may hold them, they will take shelter at Freiburg.

That and a few meetings with our ALG contacts aside, the voyage is fairly uneventful - a peculiar quiet seems to surround this region of space, in which the clangor of machinery and the belching of factories fills the void with merry production, until they leave our sight and all falls silent again, as if shrouded by the dense clouds.
The eerie calm touches on the nerves, at times, and the brother appears unusually restless.

The unease will be dispelled soon. The Sigmas await, and Kusari with them.

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