Jaster Awaud
Elder of Clan Awaud
[member="Arkov Lyrandis"] [member="William Kerkov"]
Jaster was only recovering from his drunkeness as it seemed that the bartender cut him off. He would have to sit in his seat and listen to Kerkov speak, it wasn't hell, but it was close.
"My men will retrieve me when the ship is ready to go back," Jaster spoke as he layed his forehead on the bar table, "as for your fleet, it's done good work, mines fighting pirates in some just plotted planet, it's quite annoying."
Jaster had a million things to think about a thousand parsecs away. Now he had explorers, mercs, and researchers jumping ship, or dying. He needed to hire more without them jumping out of the hole he would place them.
Jaster was only recovering from his drunkeness as it seemed that the bartender cut him off. He would have to sit in his seat and listen to Kerkov speak, it wasn't hell, but it was close.
"My men will retrieve me when the ship is ready to go back," Jaster spoke as he layed his forehead on the bar table, "as for your fleet, it's done good work, mines fighting pirates in some just plotted planet, it's quite annoying."
Jaster had a million things to think about a thousand parsecs away. Now he had explorers, mercs, and researchers jumping ship, or dying. He needed to hire more without them jumping out of the hole he would place them.