Thread:Faenor of the Silver Laurel/@comment-26084195-20161228202011/@comment-26084195-20170103054256

Glochk sat in the bridge of the Veydreth carrier, with Claz'zakla standing just behind him. Around their carrier, the Terran vessels turned and warped off back to the Milky Way. Claz'zakla shakes his head.

"Commodore, this is wrong. We should be fighting the Rin bastards, they deserve it."

"I agree."

"Then why aren't we going?"

"They asked us not to."

"So? We should be hunting them! It is our job!"

"These are special circumstances."

"I should get into a fighter and go there myself."

"You should."

"But I won't."

"No, you won't."

The Veydreth ship turns and rockets back toward Alliance space.