<hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Viscount Leftenant Edward DuPierre</strong></span></span><br/><strong>Time:</strong>May 3025<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Siege Perilous: Kharnov Transport<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Kathryn Foss<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Arrival and Introduction<br/><hr/><br/>Edward chuckled softly as the Countess said that he had made an astute observation. Good, that would mean he wasn't as rusty in this whole military analysis thing... though he did have to brush up his political acumen the same way with the blunders he was making. When her eyes glimmered and she made her own observation, he then said with a smile. "Ahh, I suppose you caught me by my ill disguised attempt at doing so... Your Excellency." He said politely to her. "If you do accept, I would probably offer you whatever resources I might have in my disposal and an assurance that we sign a treaty or pact to safeguard each other's backs if the time of conflict does happen. And while our true loyalties lies to the Davions on New Avalon... I would not mind you being my superior in this alliance of yours. A pseudo-vassal if you may."