while the people talk about this and that, waldemar remain in his seat. he looks like inbetween a deep meditation and the sleep of a drunken man. with his eyes closed he watched every movement, every gesture of that phoenix delegate. he even recocnised the the short nod christian gave to beacon guy.
somethin has to be changed!
he jumps up, headed to the bar, grab two vodka, turns and walks straight to christian.
kallisti, we havent had the pleasure. waldemar vorderkeerke, from da popes in baffin. heard eris has thrown tons of rotten flax upon your society. not that ya deserve such a thread. but, past is past and we are here for the future.
with a short move of his right arm he empties the first vodka and laid his right hand onto christians shoulder.
lets have a drink.
while he guides christian to the bar he drunk the second vodka and goes on
well, in short, lets make peace. baffin and its installations, except pueblo bonito are open to yours. in return you allow us to dock and trade at your stations. from now on. deal?
