The King and his merry men

[Victor Wolfe]

Taking in all that just happened the Lord looked blankly at the cute blonde in front of him and back to the letter in his hand. The meeting with Jim had gone swimmingly, it seemed that they were far more similar than Victor had first thought, both underlings doing their best to try and build beneficial relationships for their people. Thus he had earned some respect from Vic, who was more than willing to sign a very beneficial deal for both parties. More lopsided deals could come later, but whilst their diplomatic mandate was to repair their image, this sort of deal would work very nicely, so long as Jim's boss sees reason. 

Then the one-armed swordsmen that they had met in the Nexus arrived, so casually, interrupting the meeting and treating his better as an errand boy still, after flicking through the reports and ideas that Drake had presented, it was well put together and almost genius, after passing the papers onto the recently awoken King, Victor had immediately put an ad up on the dataverse, and got a bite, Drake would have some minions of his own to help run this little project. 

Before the assassin could feel too proud of his hard night shift of diplomatic dealings and recruitment another new prime had appeared before him, recognising the blonde hair she appeared to be the witch that his adorable little psychic Erik had been glaring at. Reaching for the silver knife at his left-hand side Victor carefully sliced open the seal. Reading over the report from the head nurse it seemed that the prime in front of him, who he now knew was named Marisa, had helped out with taking injured citizens to the new hospital and even defended it from an attack. Looking up and down at her he could see the grunge of the fight sticking to her, and open wounds still healing at the normal rate for a prime. She was short, at least compared to the six foot three Victor, who towered over her. Dropping down to a knee so as to make it easier on his neck he smiled warmly

"I thank you for the service you have provided the city, with the hospital showing results already the peoples trust in us as benevolent rulers will surely increase, and the death rate from poor medical care should drop. As a Lord of Nippur, I grant you the rank of squire and hereby give you permission to own land in the city." Victor then dropped a pill and a communicator into the witches hand, the communicator taking the form of a magic stone. 

"That stone will make a sound when you are needed, I also believe it will allow you to teleport back to here in the case of an emergency. After all, someone so cute should not have to face the rough desert winds every time they want to visit their new home right?" Victor grinned as he headed towards the door "So shall we go and find you a place to build upon? Actually" the assassin paused as he summoned a syringe full of a clear liquid, walking over to one of the guards he placed it into his hand "please go and inject this into our new prisoner, if he wants medical supplies he can have all the medical supply he needs" he chuckled to himself as he returned to the door. Ready to guide the blonde witch around the city.