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After a long trip from Freeport 11, the I.K.S. Vor'tcha and it's crew finally landed planetside on Gran Canaria. The gunboat, although intacts, was in need of repairs after a battle with 3 Nomad gunboats as they left Freeport 11. The Klingon crew was tired, thirsty and above all, cranky.
Commander Matok was a proud warrior and strolled into the cafe to finally sit down and have a celebretory Blood Wine after both a military victory and a successful trade run. He was joined by his first officer, Lt. Gadaan. They sat at a table in the corner to keep to themselves as they spoke amongst themselves. They spoke of their recent joining of [TAZ] alongside their human laison, Doc Holliday. They also spoke of the similarities of their own Klingon Gods and Eris as both enjoyed chaos. They also spoke of their new delicacy, Nomads. Gadaan enjoyed it more than a dish of gaqh.
As they conversed and drank, they paid close attention to their surroundings, keeping alert for any of their own clanspeople to arrive.