Brisbane manipulated the cigar case carefully, examining each facet in great detail. The craftsmanship was remarkable, no abrasions on the corners, no scratches or chunks missing, if it wasn't for the hinges he would of thought the Corsairs had dug this up fully formed. Satisfied he handed it back to Benitez.
Simply exquisite Senor, naturally items such as those would fetch a tidy sum in the upscale markets of the House systems, particularly Manhattan as I understand the fashions are leaning towards what they call 'retro.' An awful term used to describe the dress of gentlemen such as ourselves, apparently good taste is a fad.
*Brisbane allows himself a quiet chuckle*
"Ah c'est la vie, such is life in the Gallic tongue which I'm sad to say is far more poetic than Bretonian but far less robust than Hispanic."
*He bows his head slightly toward Benitez in acknowledgement*
"Now as for the artefacts, we are willing to purchase them directly from Crete, for a reasonable fee of course. In return I would ask for an introduction to your allies, the Gaians and I believe the Hogosha also support you. Oh and one of those fine cases for myself if possible."
Brisbane leaned back into his chair taking a few puffs from his cigar, the deal was going smoothly and he had taken a liking to this Benitez fellow. He smiled at the Corsair, the time had come to offer the full extent of his services.
That is only one half of our usefulness however, we can offer you and your people the bounties of the four Houses and beyond. From the basics such as food and water, to starship components and eletronics, to the finest cigars and luxuries money can buy. Tell me Senor Benitez, does that interest you?"
