The Dark-Spectacled Admiral

You're ushered into his office off Mansion's Pyre: a cramped room with a vast desk. He surveys you across that desk. “Ah yes. The merchant-captain of whom we hear such complicated things.”

The Admiral is the leader of the Empire's Fleet (well...whats left of it after Hell was through with it). While the Admiral does not have much to work with, he still manages to keep his nation informed and afloat thanks to hiring brave Zee Captains to assist him. Be is collecting standard port reports of the coming and going of ships to delivering vital intelligence that could turn the tide of London's decline. The Admiral also has a network of informants and spies in nearly every port and faction in the Neath, waiting for captains to relay any intel they have gathered. The Admiral is a cold and efficient man, and is loyal only to his city.

The Admiral show's concern of only three things. One is his nearly useless title of Admiral, considering the fact London hardly has a navy for him to lead. Second is Station III, having subordinates quickly destroying any evidence to it's existence. Lastly is anything to do with the Grand Geode, having a significant rival (and possibly a former intimate relationship) in The Voracious Diplomat.