- Get out of the way, fatso! We need the pale face from that ship! He owes us something, - said one of them, apparently the leader, to Morutz, who was standing at the gangway.
- We don't let such polite people onto the ship.
- Listen, sea worm, step aside, or you'll end up as fish food!
- If you want to talk to the "pale face," I'll call him, but I won't let you on the ship.
- Are you setting conditions for me?!
- I'm pointing a gun at your genitals. And if you don't calm down, even the best healers in Madia won't be able to help you.
- Call the pale face! And do it quickly!
- As you wish, your majesty.
Morutz went to inform Vikent about the situation. He found him in Zalatov's cabin, just as Bruttius was there.
- Vikent, some snake-faced thugs are looking for Kraznak.
- They probably want to take the slave, - said Vikent, not looking up from Zalatov's wounds.
- To hell with them! - said Zalatov. - The slave was bought fairly.
- We'll have to deal with them, - Vikent sighed. - I'll talk to them.
If necessary, Bruttius heard this conversation and CAN go with Vikent, and also call the others who are not aware of what is happening, just in case.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт