<hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;"><strong>Game Master</strong></span></span></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://imgur.com/CpZ09Ch.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;">Azzir displayed an intense amount of patience as he waited for the woman to make up her mind if this was something she was interested in or not. When finally she found herself in agreement with it, he smiled beneath his mask and inclined his head with satisfaction. “I’m glad to hear it.” He replied. “Three nights from now you’ll meet the others at the harbour. However before all of that Rushiya has asked that all of you have a chance to meet. She’d like to… Set a few things straight.” He said casually, “As for your ability to do it better, I encourage the promotion of those best suited to handle a task. I’ll trust your judgment on how to act, Loap.” He assured her.<br/><br/>“Before all of that though there is something that I need from you specifically. Something that you are uniquely qualified to handle.” He began, sucking in a deep breath, “Another member of your team, Gabriel. He is… He is a work in progress. I would ask that if he ever goes off the rails that you work to bring him back.” Azzir said in near metaphor, “Gabriel is a broken man who is still after all of these years working to piece together himself. I want to empower that, but it could very well be that this path takes him down a road that leads him to some… Uncontrollable behavior. When it is not beneficial to us, I am tasking you with keeping him in check.”<br/><br/></span><hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;"><strong>Game Master</strong></span></span></div><hr/>