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Éliane had just barely begun to take in the beautiful sights of the beachy and tropical Costa del Sol. For the Skaelan woman, the warm, pleasant weather was truly an exotic location, and she could see why it might be a popular destination for leisure, even if it was in a land outside of Skael. She had almost begun to make a positive reception of the place, pirate transport aside, when she was immediately confronted by inferior barbarian guards work as the team was accosted by the local guard patrol. This having been her career herself, she was intimately aware of how certain things were conducted…

And the way these men were conducting themselves was literally how wars started. 

After all, once more, Éliane was still in full Skaelan officer’s dress, and she was still on an official mission on behalf of the Overseer. Then, of course, there was Edrenian side of the equation.

She began stepping forward to intervene when Esben did so himself, usurping her position as the main Skaelan representative, much to her additional annoyance. Yes, she knew Esben’s backstory, and it certainly held some weight here… 

But Éliane was also still holding a big fucking gun, and had the backing of the Skaelan government behind her.

Looking just a little annoyed, she spoke up after her countryman, taking on the more authoritative tone of a proper officer. [b]“This is an official Skaelan delegation, in conjunction with the kingdom of Edren to investigate the blight. If you are not satisfied with Baron Cadon’s explanation, I’d like to point out any attempts to detain a member is tantamount to a declaration of war with both Skael and the kingdom of Edren, and Skael does not lack for firepower to back that up.”[/b]

Given the journey, and having the expectation of being able to relax and play with her new toys, she was just about done with this situation. She shifted her luggage, and somewhat threateningly, pointed the large rotary barrel of the minigun in the direction of the guardsmen. 

[b]“Do you feel lucky?”[/b]