*The paladin sits at his desk, idly doing paperwork. It feels like forever since he's been in the emissary, even though in truth it was only a few weeks. The deployments were hard... Each inch of ground a struggle. The calmness of the summit was a drastic change of pace. Two newcomers had just arrived and Metsar closed out his files to address them.*

"Ashaltiasten, templars, welcome to the offices of the Praetoria Imperialis Excubitoris. I am Paladin Metsar, how may I assist you?"

*Metsar arches an eyebrow slightly. Not the best start to any conversation.*

"And what would that happen to be?"

*The paladin gingerly picks up the pistol, inspecting it. He first ejects the clip to ensure it's empty, it was, then he runs a hand along the grip and down the slide. Satisfied he sets it back upon the bundle of packaging.*

"Well I can tell you that its not one of ours. PIE issued weaponry is rather hard to miss, we tend to get them custom-engraved with our emblems, and they are codified to each templar. Also we install a tiny holo-projector in our sidearms that can display religious iconography, making it a battlefield shrine if needed or desired. While I'm not sure what brought you here with it, I can assure you that this is none of our business. I know that there's an Amarran arms dealer at this summit, perhaps you should inquire there?"