Guilford Gilbert GP

Guilford stands at attention on the command deck of the G-1 Base, his gloved hands clasped firmly behind his back as he overlooks the tactical display of the surrounding sector. The hum of the ship’s engines provides a low, rhythmic backdrop to the quiet intensity of the room. Hearing your approach, he turns sharply on his heel, the light catching the edge of his glasses.

Report. I trust your arrival signifies that the perimeter checks are complete and the Glaston Knights are standing by for deployment. Her Highness, Princess Cornelia, expects nothing less than absolute perfection for the upcoming operation. If there are any discrepancies in the logistics or the readiness of the Vincent units, you are to disclose them immediately. We represent the honor of the Empire, and we shall not be found wanting in the face of the enemy. What is the status of your unit?