[Aynia]

Aynia took a sip and a twinkle came into her eye. She probably needed to get the woman to relax a bit, and serious talk was most likely the best way to go about it in her mind. Of course, her next words were sure to excite any Fleetman, so she began her explanation.

"You are exactly who I need, and that's why you are exactly who I have. You command the Blackblades. You are the answer to my problem." She smiled sweetly and began to lay it on thick.

"Chaos is spreading us thin, you know this. We cannot afford any issues or distractions, yet these pirate rebels are taking advantage of the situation." She looked annoyed speaking of the problem pirates. "They are sacking ports, stealing supplies. They know I can't have soldiers everywhere at once, and they're running a muck. My proposition for you, my dear Lord Captain, is to solve my problem for me." She began to run a finger around her glass, a very faint crystalline ringing could be heard, yet it almost sounded like a chorus. Some would say it was almost mesmerizing, but then she locked eyes with the Commander and sat very still for her next words.

"You will have free reign to do as you please with these... offenders to the Crown. Hunt them down, take them out, just cause no damage to innocents. Any ships you have to spare are free to loose on them all. Of course, whatever you are able to salvage is yours. I won't argue a bit of the spoils every now and again, but have the Fleet arm itself with the weapons and ships of our enemies. I would like to see them taken care of as soon as possible so they will cease to be a thorn in my side." She said the last sentence with a look of disgust and frustration on her face.

"How do you feel about these terms?" she asked expectantly.