"Failed?! If by failed ye mean a fanbase the size of a barge and with people varying from Outcasts to LPI officers, from Junkers to tradersmen. Aye, sure I failed. "
He grins.
"But my definition, failure would be more something like... the fact I am still here alive and free.
LSF, ye say ye are. That's even better. They are the ones who are hunting me all the time afterall. Without success I might add."
He strokes his weapon.
"I am a peaceful man. I won't shoot ye as long as ye do not threaten me or anyone else in here."
He stops stroking.
"I'm watching ye..."
He sits down and gestures the bartender to bring him another whisky.
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