Admiral Golanski roamed familiar corridors of Ryuku towards a bar, where as he was informed meeting would take place. Shortly before his arrival, he notified Blood Dragons of imminent guest, leaving himself bit of time to relax in a bar of their choice. All faces encountered seemed mostly unaware of him, most likely recruits or people too busy with their duties to care. Two warriors that noticed entering admiral were oblivious to his importance. It seemed as if good share of local garrison did not remembered struggle of their alliance. Perhaps it was just his perception as Michal expected at least hint of recognition among his allies. Nevertheless, he has heard of Hashirama. A thought passed through his mind that current state of affairs may not be caused by flawed memories but morale of less than unified clans of Blood Dragons. Perhaps these people would change it.
As those he was meant to meet with have not assembled yet, he took a seat next to a free table. Such moments of relative quiet were rare to catch these days. Admiral knew little of what to expect from these people, except his current host. Thorough intelligence was yet to be gathered and upstarting council is likely to lack clear direction for all involved yet.