Sebt sighed as he stood by the airstrip, it had been months since the end of the war and, between his duel in the Imperium and the State visit from Prime Minister Briggs of Plembobria, he hadn't really had much time to relax. At his side were two of his Imperial Guards, both seeming a little uneasy. They were graduates by the look of things, proobably their first diplomatic function, certainly their first time so close to the Khan. He gave them a slight smile "First time is always hardest, just keep calm and only speak when spoken to, might seem rude but it gets you out of having to find a conversation starter." Sebt remarked, already feeling the tension leaving the air. He looked over to the mooring jetty behind him at the
yacht from where the ceremony would take place. Andrea had requested the ship so as to maintain a low profile whilst visiting San Antilles, or at least as low a profile as she could. He looked up as he heard a soft cough, immediately seeing the
Lady of the Moonand four of her bodyguards, the
Sorores Veneficae, flanking her, behind her stood four of the
Knights Templar, the Order Peregrinae, carrying the altar they would use for the ceremony "Good morning Khan, it is quite the day for a ship launch..." the Lady smiled, noting the look on Sebt's face of slight shock and, she assumed, abject horror at her presence "Indeed my Lady, I did not assume you would attend this ceremony yourself, after all you have not preformed this ceremony since the launch of the
Raptor ten years ago." he replied. The Lady laughed softly "Truth be told Sebt I was getting rather bored of not having any fun... besides, if Wolfsea is to be more open and our stance to be understood, the Ecclesiarchy really should make an effort to support you." she smiled, giving the Templars the signal to go set up the altar. Sebt sighed, she was right of course but he still didn't exactly hold the idea of throwing open the temple doors to everybody, maybe it was just the traditionalist in him but there was far too much about the Wolvesh that was concealed and misunderstood by outsiders, he shook his head to show he didn't really approve of her presence but, ultimately, as the spiritual leader of Wolfsea, she could make her own decision regardless of his opinion and she knew it "Very well, the first guests should be arriving soon..." keeping his eyes to the skies for the first arrivals as the small group of Ecclesiarchy songstresses and chaplains made their way aboard.