I was on a happy voyage to Taus. So rocky there, and there is a red shine on most of them. What made me more happy is that I saw my friends the Rogues there travelling with lots of poor people with iron bracelets.
They answered my hails with gun fire. It's a friendly gesture to answer fire with fire, so I did so. One of the Pirate Transports exploded from all that concentration of love.
Others sadly didn't want to stay long enough for me to concentrate it on them as well.
