<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/6BqkCBl.jpg)</div><hr/>Listening to the input of all in attendance, Jessica glances toward both the Viceroy and her assistant. Angelica only returns the look, still clearly irritated. The tan elf, Elashor, looks up from her book and sets her quill down, "It's been almost two years since Asmodeus touched our realm. It's unclear who or what we'll find, and survivors are highly unlikely, the country was turned supposedly in an instant after all." Content with both of the "officials" input, Jessica taps the map near the southeastern point. "Then we'll anchor offshore and send in our vanguard." Her eyes shift towards Sybella and company. "Hopefully nothing organizes a welcome party for us and we can get ashore with minimal issues. From here on, everyone's on alert. I won't be caught off-guard aboard this ship." Giving a wave of her hand, Jessica dismisses everyone. Both Angelica and Elashor begin to make their way toward the deck of the ship each quiet, though the elf has re-opened her book to skim through pages.