First Baffin Zoner Zummit at The Zenarch, Malaclypse Freeport

[Quiron]

“Does it look like I’m angry, Mr. Parkes?” replied with a small smile on his face. “I can assure you that indeed I’m not. I would say I have grown tired of certain redundant issues that seem to have no coherent motivation behind them at all. I'm afraid that these matters have needlessly troubled my mind and have left me both mentally and emotionally fatigued. Maybe this has made me a bit irritated and unproductive.” he chuckled.

“To make you understand what I’m talking about, I try to lighten you up a bit.” he leaned close to Parkes to make sure nobody hear him. “As I said you previously, I was already present when this conference was announced and organized. Delegates from Phoenix were invited to receive a certain request from the Erisians. In all honestly, those talks quickly spiraled out of control. What I inferred from that meeting is that TAZ is feeling the pressure from the invading Gauls and are willing to go to any extreme to gain an advantage that they believe will resolve the issue. As my personal opinion, without any regard to other Zoner groups concerns or even individual Zoners’ personal safety. Believe it when I say I want to be mistaken on the issue, but my impressions leave my logic with no other conclusion.”

“Anyway, the current circumstances prevent me to get into the details. Perhaps we will have the opportunity to talk it through privately over a glass of wine somewhere in the Omicrons.” he winked. “I rather miss those parts now.”

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