[AUDIO] [Full Ship Broadcast, Above and Below.]

[tallasaking]

Hold on - I just need - okay so ... so I think they've gotten to the towers.

[Tyrion's voice came in clearer, as he moved towards the communicator.]

Right - no picture - but who wants to look at my terrible visage anyways - hello? Hello, can you hear me, Planetside? This is Tyrion Lannister of the SS First Breath. I repeat, this is Tyrion Lannister of the SS First Breath. Can you hear me? Is anyone alive down there?

[Let's see if that slippery bastard is a liar, eh?]

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[tallasaking]

Well I am grateful to hear from you - if not see you.

[A faint snort.]

...would you like anything else sent down besides fireballs?

[ofkirkwall]

You'll get to see me soon enough, don't you worry.

[ She hopes she's right about that. ]

The biggest barrel of rum you can find. Make that two barrels.

[ One to drink, one to explode. ]

[tallasaking]

I am holding you to that.

[A snort.]

Two barrels of rum - and may I add - your survival still means you have to pay for them.

[As long as she didn't explode them in the bar...]

[ofkirkwall]

[ It is a shame he cannot see her face for he misses the utterly pained expression she makes, mocked of course. ]

You'll charge me? Oh, I am wounded.

[tallasaking]

For as much as you drink? I am still going to be losing money.

[ofkirkwall]

Well, I can't be miserable sober. That just isn't fun at all.

[tallasaking]

Like I said, first round is on me.

[ofkirkwall]

You're my favorite, Tyrion.

[tallasaking]

Now that doesn't surprise me at all.