Perceval Martialis Jundt
As the roaring sound of the fighters faded away into the distance, he greeted and introduced himself to the several people dressed in suits who accompanied him as he exited the ship. They quickly transported him to a luxurious vehicle, and the motorcade surrounding him got rolling. As they drove through the city, the High Lord took in the busy and lively surroundings. This was his first experience in Soleimani, and he watched as they passed skyscrapers, then shorter buildings, then houses, and now they were on a busy highway traveling through the woods and hills. The High Lord was anticipating his meet with the Executive and the other High Council members, this was a much needed summit. After a while, the High Lord was informed by his driver that they had arrived in Tehrestan and were approaching the High Council building. This city was incredibly different from the port city in which they entered. The High Lord exited the vehicle and him and his representatives were quickly brought into the grand halls of the historic High Council building.
Secretary of State
“Welcome, High Lord, let me introduce myself, I am Benyamin Nahal, Secretary of State of the Commonwealth of Soleimani, you are Mr. Jundt, correct?”
“Indeed, but you can call me Perceval. These here are my representatives from the different regions of our country.”
Benyamin individually shakes everybody’s hand and greets them
“Well then, please, follow me, we will be starting our meeting in the Carlias room. There will be members of the press there, obviously, but you can feel free to walk around the area as you wish during your meeting. We will be dining in the Banquet Hall at 7:30.”
Perceval
As he walks towards the room where the meeting will commence, Perceval continues to take in the grand architecture of Soleimani. Reporters follow him and the representatives at a distance, with cameras flashing away. He wonders to himself what the Executive will be like, what exactly they will talk about. He does have a basic idea of topics he wants to get to, but he is unaware of specifically what they’ll achieve tonight. Finally, they open the doors to the room in which their meeting will commence. At the end of the room sits a smiling man in a leather chair, with several other men and women standing beside him. The High lord walks towards him and the man gets up from his chair and shakes his hand.
“While hello! Greetings! I have been long awaiting you’re arrival, I am the Executive Senator of the Commonwealth, please, sit down, make yourself comfortable. I feel like first we should get to know everyone, these people beside me are the other members of the High Council, and I see you’ve brought your representatives as well.”
After taking a moment for everyone to greet everyone else, the Executive sat back down and pointed to a row of chairs right next to him for all of the representatives and the High alors to sit in.
“Well, Mr. Jundt, what shall we discuss first?”