"The Patriot" A bar on Leeds..

[Serpentis]

Eric nodded at Razor as he entered the bar and then looked back at Thomas, his eyes showed some excitement, even if they where beginning to show signs of age, his dark bushy eyebrows raised slightly as he smiled.

Eric: Now Thomas, we wait, we wait for the army to grow, we can not fight without soldiers..

How ever, I am concerned, we need people that are experienced in spacial warfare, we need trainers, experienced officers to give assistance.

I know that the armed forces know we have their back and I want to know that they have ours, but I am not sure anymore..

I have a bad feeling, something is gnawing me..

Something I don't like at all..

He motioned to the waitress and at the pint, she nodded, smiled and went to get a refill.
Eric knew Carmichael, and knew he was a stand up guy, he wanted to fight as much as the rest in here.

He know saw her, the Countess, 18 year old, she was a diplomat, something he would never understand, how could one so inexperienced be a diplomat.

One should know the dangers of what is out there before one can actually discuss life and culture with someone else, that isn't of the same culture.

Eric knew that Rheinland was very different from Bretonia, so was Kusari, of course Liberty, ah yes our so called Allies, what have they done for us lately? Nothing.. Nothing at all..

They are in war sure, as we are, but they should stop sending spooks to Bretonia without being invited..

He sighed..

Then, Austin Goodman came into the bar, he blinked twice, stood up and took his drink and said hastily to the good doctor;

Eric: I think you should accompany me.. Grayson, we just got visited by a hero..

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