I hear Gallia’s seen its fair share o’ strife—what wi’ the Council buttin’ heads wi’ the Royals an’ all. Here’s hopin’ ye’ll find a bit o’ peace among us.
Fair warnin’, though: the Omicrons have their own crop o’ bad apples. I trust ye’ll nae shy away from knockin’ some sense into Corsairs,or any tentacled fiends when the need arises.
