Messenger"Lord Cap'n, we've got... company." Ravor's voice sounds strained. "A whole brood of xenos... except they're in no hurry to attack. They sent a vox-transmission, so our eggheads are trying to decipher what they're babbling in their language..."
Messenger"Will you just look at these entitled pricks! Lord Cap'n, you're not going to believe this. The enemies of Humanity request — nay, they demand to be admitted aboard so they can have words! But not with you, no. They want to talk to their disgraced kinsman whom you've taken under your wing. How'd they even find us?"
MessengerThe vox-caster clicks — someone else joins this conversation. "[Name]. If the worthless scum wish to see me so badly, I am willing to lend my ear to their pleas and hear what they have to say."
YOU"Marazhai, who let you onto this channel?"
MessengerYour question is met with laughter. "Few dare to refuse when I ask, [Name]. Your vox operators are no exception to this rule."
YOU"Marazhai, who let you onto this channel?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Do you not think this may be a trap?"
Messenger"No, but it is likely to be an invitation to walk into one. And even if my kin decided to prey on your ship by boarding it in such a pathetic manner... Are you that afraid of them, [Name]?" The last phrase is dripping with scorn. "You should not be. If nothing else, this will alleviate the boredom on board this mon-keigh rust bucket."
YOU"Marazhai, who let you onto this channel?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Do you not think this may be a trap?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Tell the Drukhari we will hear what they have to say."
MessengerThe vox-caster relays incomprehensible grumbling. "It will be done, Lord Cap'n."
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YOU"I do not hold talks with enemies of Humanity."
Messenger"But I do, [Name]." Marazhai's voice loses its veneer of unhurried nonchalance — he clearly does not want to miss the chance to talk to his kin. "They are here for me. And I wish to hear them out. Let them onto your vessel."
YOU"Fine, have it your way. Ravor, tell the Drukhari that we agree to parley."
MessengerThe vox-caster relays incomprehensible grumbling. "It will be done, Lord Cap'n."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"My answer is no. Ravor, destroy the xenos flotilla!"
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YOU"Tell the Drukhari we will hear what they have to say."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I do not hold talks with enemies of Humanity."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Do you not think this may be a trap?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Tell the Drukhari we will hear what they have to say."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I do not hold talks with enemies of Humanity."continues where this line first appears above