Council of the Corsair Elders

[Carlos_Benitez]

Carlos Benitez seated himself opposite Ares, in the cold and barren Benitez wing of the Council Chamber.
The room his ancestors had used to discuss the future of their race, ambitions, plans and strategies for continued survival continued to give a feeling of splendour, but today Carlos was impatient. He could foresee today's meeting reducing itself to a brawl between the OPG and SCRA representative, and prayed that the ancient meeting place would not be defiled by their petty squabbles.
In the dark and rarely noticed corner of the chamber, Don Carlos made himself comfortable, intent on remaining neutral in their bickering, and withholding involvement.

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