Insurge To Fear

[Slimalou]

Cross' eyes narrowed a little at the speakers words. He looks off to his senior officer and in a low quite voice. "It would seem that the Corsairs Empire were more then ready for us, and the refugees what we would bring along."

The even younger looking officer replies. "Indeed sir, though that last statement has me worried. I can't shake this feeling that I was just threatened."

"We owe the Corsairs much right now, I believe this was his way of driving home that fact." Captain Cross relied. "But I understand what you mean, let us hope it is the former rather then that latter. I imagine their is a sizable Corsairs fleet nearby for just in case."

"Better them then the Core or outcasts." The Officer replied.

Cross nodded his agreement. "Let us wait and see what it is our hoists want us to do, to repay our debt."