The Zenarch - A Zoner Agora at Mal's

[puppytaste]

Dirk turned to face the Pontiff, 'Partner, do you think your the first one to pull this little trick on me your are sorely mistaken'. Dirk smiled over the barrel of the popes blaster, 'I was raised on Houston, and personally I know you don't have the grapes. Now your gonna put down your little toy there and my and my associate are gonna fly out of here, without incident. Is that clear?' Dirk saw the blaster tremble ever so slightly and, as he usually did in these kind of situations, took it one step further. 'And pulling a weapon on two completely unarmed men who are emissaries from one of your allies? How very un-zoner like of you. You know, at first I was not certain of Christians reasoning behind his decision, but you have helped me see the light Pope. With the kind of violent ambition your showing here, you have shown what your true intentions really are. Whats next? Are you going to start taking fellow Zoners prisoners now? Or maybe you would prefer to execute the messengers right here, eh Brettonias? I suggest you make your next move very carefully, you are on the verge of a DIRE mistake.'

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