"I can only assume he is your Lord over your kingdom of yours? I suppose since you revealed that you are adopted, I shall tell you a secret of my own. I am technically not a Cain, by blood. You see the last true heir of the Cain Dynasty's Warrant of Trade by blood had passed away. A gift from said Trader I had saved. But since I hold the Warrant in my possession, in the eyes of the law I am indeed a Cain. Hence why I go by Gilliam. It seems we share more than we both realized." [i]Gilliam had told Freya, cracking a small smile as the elevator came to a stop, giving a cheerful chime before opening the doors They opened to reveal the bridge; a hive of activity with crew moving about. They found themselves standing on some sort of observation platform, able to see a small city of operators at their stations. Most of the crew wore black and gold fatigues, the only people sticking out were Gilliam, Freya, and Vorgen. There was some stairs leading up to the Captain's chair which Gilliam promptly took a seat.[/i] "This is the bridge of the ship. Thousands of men and women pledge their lives to serve this ship, for it is their home. It is the head ship of the Cain family. The Emperor had watched over us many times, guiding his light towards victory with this ship."