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Captain Lockheart:
*pulls out a lighter with the letters JL embossed on the side, then lights the pipe and inhales, due to the lack of objection*
"indeed to happy times and clear skies" *raises mug*
*to yiski*
*turns to face yiski and picks up the fresh ale and has a big gulp, places the mug back on the bar and then takes out his pipe and holds it in his hand*
"anyways the main reason im here, is off of a reccomendation from wazulu" *nods head in wazulu's direction*
"he tells me you have some strong stuff..."
*downs the last of his ale*
"so would you kindly fix me up with some of that" *gestures with pipe to the barrels of alcohol, then places back in his mouth and exhales smoke away from the patrons*
*looks at pocketwatch*
"hey wazulu after this drink where are you headed?, if your anyways up north i can give you a ride"
*turns to yiski*
"the baronies have me deliver a case of armaments to the order of chaladon, who are they fitting to fight with next?"
RearAdmiralZill:
Zill gets about half way to the Hall when Jun'ko begin to really agitate him. She must be feeling effect of the drink and he thought of an idea.
"Hey Jun, how about you visit you place and tidy it up? I imagine its dusty from the weeks of just sitting there."
"Oh my gosh, you're absolutely right! It must be a mess! Ill go and you can meet me when you're done, yay!"
She runs off toward her apartment complex, and Zill sighs in relief. He didn't want to upset her, and he felt like he just dodged a bullet. He gets to the City Center and Into the Hall. The Council was in a meeting when he arrived. He approached the guards and they saluted him.
"How long will this take?"
"Could be all day, Admiral. May I ask the topic of your concern?"
"I've been made aware that the Council allowed the DLTC to impose a 40% tariff on the new Yeshan trade and I came to negotiate."
"Thought so. They have written a counter proposal already and are willing to sign it with your approval."
The guard produces a parchment with the Council seal. Zill reads the letter.
Esteemed Admiral,
We have agreed to accept 30% tax on Yeshan goods as opposed to 40%. 20% goes to DLTC and we cannot alter that. The remaining 10% is for our city to be used as we see fit. We will not go lower on this, and if you oppose the DLTC tax, then do so without any military vessels. This was pre-determined far before this came to pass.
We have heard no word on the Republic raid either. We hope this to be good news, however your task remains unchanged.
He crumpled up the letter and threw it at the guards feet.
"Fine."
He walked off toward the courier's office. He wrote a letter to his recon brigade.
Orders to Black Squid Squadron:
Effective immediately, begin a recon for Republic Fleets between Accura and Kian. It is believed that they are planning a mass raid on Firnfeld and we do not want a repeat of last time. Any information is to hit my personal radio frequency. Time is of the essence, as our Fleet's will need hard intel before they can move from the City. To Clear Skies.
Orders to Grand Fleet:
Effective immediately, prepare for city defense. I want no less than one Galleon and two Pyramidions at each gate. Checks on traffic to and from the city is now in effect. Anything suspicious will be investigated and will be held within the city walls.
Recon Squid teams are permitted to venture as far as and bordering villages.
All remaining vessels are to be on high alert and are to be combat ready.
He stamped his seal and sent it away. He walked out on the Hall Stairs and looked up into the clear Sky.
Mistress help us.
Wazulu :
*To Lockheart*
Haha, I'd watch yourself, I wasn't joking when I said this stuff could turn you inside out. Heh, I haven't fought alongside an Anglean for a long time now, I'll take you up on your offer. I've gotta ask: what did you have in mind on our 'trip'?
Captain Lockheart:
*to wazulu*
"nothing really, just i would give you a ride to where your off. Also i could do with someone if any bandits try jumpin' us while im delivering this set of armaments...., oh that reminds me, if you need any new weapons for your ship id be happy to supply, for a price.., and of course if your in a scrimmage and you cant hold them off, like usual, then just give me a signal, again for a price because trade here ain't doing so good after the high tar-riffs on yeshan goods..."
Wazulu :
Alrighty, I could use a gun or two myself- I assume you stock the ammo as well? I don't want to write for one of those pesky Yeshan permits. Heh, and I'll remind you I was in the air while you were in diapers- things were...different back then. People had honour. Seems reputation doesn't count for a bullet between the eyes nowadays.
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