"I am very pleased a capable Investigator has come to Ceres Manor..."
Sayam's fingers were interlaced over his stomach. He wore a simple black, high-collared shirt, the collar embroidered with the golden crest of the Ceres Clan: a sailboat, a shield, and a lightning bolt.
'I recall their family motto: To sail through the Storm, to hold fast, to be fearless.'
'Clearly, this is a very aggressive clan.'
Wei'en thought to himself as he took out a pen and paper. "If you don't mind, I'd like to take some notes?"
"Please," Sayam said, watching him calmly. The deep wrinkles on his aged face didn't so much as twitch. "Where shall I begin?"
"Well, let's start with the Black Pearl," Wei'en said after a moment's thought. "You're aware they were the ones who attacked your manor last time, aren't you?"
"Ah, the Black Pearl... an old acquaintance." Sayam's slightly cloudy eyes gradually brightened.
"They are the emperors of the Cordo Sea, a nightmare for countless people."
