"Very good, Leutnant. I must extend my thanks to you and your Command for sending a crew this far out, and so quickly." he stated, motioning a hand over to the imposing man which stood beside him. He wore a similar garb to that of the Wisp, though slightly more regal and far more decorated. Armour blends with dress uniform to create a rather unique, though rugged sort of battle dress. Still, it looks to be something more suited to ceremony and garrison life rather than anything in the field. Still, its drab greys and blues along with the broad and stocky build of the man made for a slightly dreadful aura about the individual.
"This here is Knight-Colonel Albrecht von Grauvald. He commands the security detachment of the Station."
The man silently nods, extending a hand.
"A pleasure, Leutnant Wisp." he greets, a soft smile forming over his worn and grizzled face.
"Oh, and please forgive me I did not introduce myself." interjects the young man, stepping forward.
"I am Legate Johann Stoss." Member of the royal family and 14th in line to the throne." he says to you happily, a hand placed over his heart as he slightly bows to you. A frown forms over the face of the Knight-Colonel, the older gentleman seeming a bit aggravated.
"Now, you'll soon find you are the first of the group I requested. So do forgive me if things are a tad...vacant." Stoss continues, motioning down the hall."