The Zenarch - A Zoner Agora at Mal's

[Quiron]

“Well, you may right Mr. Stone, but maybe not. I am not a professor of mathematics and I lack of the skills of probability calculation. If you would like to learn about the possible encounters in the two involved regions considering the rate of the size of space and the wondering ships, I fear I am not your man.” said Quiron. “I can only speak of my experiences and observations.”

He turned to Doc Holliday and continued. “If you let me a personal opinion Mr. Holliday, a vessel constructed for humanitarian purposes sounds much better than a flagship which leads an army in a war doomed to failure. It possibly would reduce the risk, but I am not sure if this is our required level. Anyway, I will definitely forward this option to our leadership.” he gathered himself for his final thoughts. “As I said before, I think we talked about every relevant question according this matter. I can assure you we will consider every aspect to bring a responsible decision.” he bowed politely. “Now if you excuse me, I would return to my ship to finish my duties.”

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