[Quiet Man Cometh]

Seraph Headquarters: conveniently located next to the throne room; very inconveniently located if someone wanted to bomb everything running Divinity's Reach all at once.

Like possibly a sect of angry humans versus another sect of angry charr.

The building is loftier inside than the doorway would imply, and yet the desk behind which the captain is currently standing looks like it was added as an afterthought. There is one chair, though Syrgei can't recall if he's ever seen Logan Thackeray actually sitting in it, or sitting down at all.

“Please direct all inquiries to the Lieutenant,” Syrgei hears from a guard he doesn't recognize, standing next to the door. He waves him off, and approaches the desk where Logan, standing, is seeing to some documents on the dwarfed desk.

“Good to see you, Syrgei. I'd like you to tell me how things have been going, but unfortunate we're a bit swamped right now. Maybe we could catch up later.”

“Later would be the time, I'm heading out to investigate a few things, myself.”

“Oh?” Logan looks more intently at Syrgei. “Something to do with the separatists at the Councilor's party?”

“Something like that.” Do I mention White Mantle? I not even sure I know what they are. “I think there may be other threats going on. I'm going to see what I can find.”

“I take it you don't want any of my men tagging along?”

“Low-key is better for now, at least until I have something concrete.”

“Very well. Keep me posted.”

“Will do.”