SmithRobloxian
Warlord
- Joined
- Mar 26, 2013
- Messages
- 163
Like I said before, for the hundredth time, the Stafian Diplomat says, there is no reason to unofficially monitor cargo coming in and out of Panckow. We didn't even give you permission!
The Diplomat stands onboard a Iron Marine ship, such a sea vessel designed for boarding and ramming over cannons, as he faces the captain of the Marine Legion, Sir Karl Rienaecker. While the armor of the latter imitates the former, said former want to get him and his men away from the docks and his country's shipping. And? Karl replied. Volks-König Eisen ordered us to patrol the cities of the nations in the League who didn't send a envoy, as they could house the terrorist under the whole of Europe's nose.
But we are searching for him at this very moment! The Diplomat responds, waving his arm to the harbor, which is at full capacity with all sort of ships of all shapes and sizes. We also want to find out who done such a terrible thing on the new year!
So why don't you allow us to stay here and monitor the shi-
Because you are invading private property!
...You do realize that, by allowing us to stay here, any possible raids from those damned Dragonborns can and will be beaten away? Karl reasoned. If we left, that would mean that there would be nothing to stop those flying beasts from stealing all your wifes and wealth!
Do not be telling such false claims, Panckow had never been raided by such mystical creatures!
So tell me why Panckow have a bad 'habit' of losing cargo sent to and from her then?
The Diplomat is shocked by such words, which were in no doubt honest, as Panckow is joked as the 'Black Hole of the Northern Sea'. Well, I, uh, it kinda-
Just then, a loud bell noise can be heard from the distance, pulling the two, along with others, forward the barrack near the docks. The ringing of the bell is a familiar tune to the Diplomat, but it was no means a peaceful one. The docks...
What about the docks?
I think they found him, and he boarded a ship... We must stop him, and put him to justice! The Diplomat faces Karl. Get your men to sail us to the first ship to leave, or he could get away!
Karl raises a eyebrow for a moment, as he feel like something was off. Reguardless, he agrees. Men, prepare the ship, double time! We may have found our target. Soon enough, the crew got the ship sailing in a direct course forwards the ship the Bomber was on, for it was now or never for getting him...
The Diplomat stands onboard a Iron Marine ship, such a sea vessel designed for boarding and ramming over cannons, as he faces the captain of the Marine Legion, Sir Karl Rienaecker. While the armor of the latter imitates the former, said former want to get him and his men away from the docks and his country's shipping. And? Karl replied. Volks-König Eisen ordered us to patrol the cities of the nations in the League who didn't send a envoy, as they could house the terrorist under the whole of Europe's nose.
But we are searching for him at this very moment! The Diplomat responds, waving his arm to the harbor, which is at full capacity with all sort of ships of all shapes and sizes. We also want to find out who done such a terrible thing on the new year!
So why don't you allow us to stay here and monitor the shi-
Because you are invading private property!
...You do realize that, by allowing us to stay here, any possible raids from those damned Dragonborns can and will be beaten away? Karl reasoned. If we left, that would mean that there would be nothing to stop those flying beasts from stealing all your wifes and wealth!
Do not be telling such false claims, Panckow had never been raided by such mystical creatures!
So tell me why Panckow have a bad 'habit' of losing cargo sent to and from her then?
The Diplomat is shocked by such words, which were in no doubt honest, as Panckow is joked as the 'Black Hole of the Northern Sea'. Well, I, uh, it kinda-
Just then, a loud bell noise can be heard from the distance, pulling the two, along with others, forward the barrack near the docks. The ringing of the bell is a familiar tune to the Diplomat, but it was no means a peaceful one. The docks...
What about the docks?
I think they found him, and he boarded a ship... We must stop him, and put him to justice! The Diplomat faces Karl. Get your men to sail us to the first ship to leave, or he could get away!
Karl raises a eyebrow for a moment, as he feel like something was off. Reguardless, he agrees. Men, prepare the ship, double time! We may have found our target. Soon enough, the crew got the ship sailing in a direct course forwards the ship the Bomber was on, for it was now or never for getting him...