The Asphodel Meadows, Venue (Crete)

[Carmen Quintana]

Location: Main Room, at the Bar.
Scene: Open (@Luciana Vasquez)

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With his opening reply, Carmen's brow notched up. The longer he went on, the more amazed she was. Her expression becoming aglow with awe. Her posture straighter. Her demeanor, reverent. She felt increasingly lucky to have met and befriended such a storied and accomplished Corsair. When he had finished, Carmen wasted no time, as she thrust out her fist straight out, in salute to him. Reminiscent of the Ancient Roman salute. "Honor to you, Elder Vasquez!"

Even Marus was impressed. "Honor indeed. Your accomplishments rival my own, hombre. You are in good company."

She then brought up her drink to Luciano and drank in his honor. "I have much to catch up on then." She laughed. "Tell me, how did your raid into Dublin go? I hear the system is a warzone now. Was it so when you ventured there and made away with what I imagine was a fortune in gold?"

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"My kin! We are Corsair! We are the 'Horned Ones'! By Crete we have been made strong! There is no foe we cannot defeat! No enemy shall be spared our horns! No friend or ally shall find us wanting! For we are Corsair! By the might of the Imperio we spread out our hands! All we see will be ours one day! I have had a dream. A dream of a green Crete. A paradise! And in that dream, our enemies are not there! Crushed and mangled beneath our horns! Uplift your voices! Shout with me! Corsair! Corsair! Corsair!"

-Carmen Elena 'Silver' Quintana of Clan Quintana of the Corsair Imperio