The Frontier's End, Tau-31 Gate Construction site

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The man he was addressing got up and left the bar, irking Fergus. He turned on his bar stool towards Adam.

"I said, double whisky!"

He smashed his fist down. Fergus wasn't the time of man to be kept waiting. He was highly aggrieved over the events of the last few days. Kusari pressing on, Mercenaries hired to kill the small band of Privateers at every turn. Bretonia needed some quick wins... and supplies.

"Look lad, I had tae strong-arm two bleeding miners intae actually movin' their metals tae Kensington.. Then run aff fae three mercenaries hired tae come a'fer me aye? I think tha' ye should buy ya C'pain a nice double whisky eh lad!"

He stretched his arms out forwards, shaking his clearly old and battered uniform out and freeing his hands. Lest he be caught out if his fellow Privateer saw fit to point a gun at his head... again.

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