<span style="color: #FF8000"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold">Greater Samora, Port Superior, Offices of Felix Vanderson</span></div></span><br/><br/>"Right this way to Mr. Vanderson's offices, sir," The secretary walked with the Grandmaster for a while, making small talk with questions such as 'What do you do' and 'How are your impressions of Samora'. The port's offices for Vanderson was more of a skyscraper. They rode the elevator up to the top floor, where the secretary stayed behind. "Mr. Vanderson eagerly awaits your arrival."<br/><br/>The offices were large, with the entire back wall windows that allowed a view of the sea. A few ships were lazily leaving the port, but for the most part all was quiet. Rizotto could see his own ship from his vantage point. Felix Vanderson himself was dressed in a sleek grey suit and red tie. He was younger than most would expect, a bit younger than 40. Vanderson was fit, with slicked black hair and a thin mustache.  "Welcome, sir, to Samora. And welcome to the Vanderson Peninsula, my own little heavenly kingdom on this earth."<br/><br/>"What Felix forgets is that the kingdom he lives in is Samora," Said the woman sitting next to him. She wore a white dress and had curly blonde hair, which along with her excessive pearl jewelry gave her an innocent yet elegant air. "Greetings, Grandmaster. I'm Golden Nora Isiah. My husband Cage will be Vanguard one day."<br/><br/>"Brag more, Goldy," Felix said jokingly. "Because I'm sure that our friend did not come here to discuss Micajah."