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Maximillian	Jun 10 2008, 05:11 PM
Grand Duke of Nautilla Posts: 200 Group: Co-Admin Member #8 Joined: June 8, 2008	"I've been to worse scrapes in my my entire life, young master Varentine" Maximillian's boisterous laugh emanated to the halls almost as loud as screams before making a few people in a dock a bit nervous. "I'm sure the Club will not care for the wines, it was my gift to them anyway. I mean - I can't finish the entire shipment all by myself can I? I would probably die by tomorrow's end if I did consume it by myself." "Tell you what," Maxmillian bending his knees to fetch a bottle that was spared from being crushed and opening the cork with his teeth, "Try some of this and tell me what you think young master Varentine. You can't find finer stuff stuff than this! I'd say its quite better than the Imperial Tokay in the Palace and believe me I've tasted the lot." "Roland will not even dare throw a fit in front of me if he values his neck!" Maxmillian grinning and opening another bottle of wine and drinking it straight from the bottle. "If you want I can spare you a stock from my cargo. I only use the stuff as after dinner snack. Some people say its bad for your health but I do not believe a single poppycock story they give. I've seen several beings who lived on nothing but willflits and sluths all their lives and they are much older than most of the whole damned civilisation!" Maximillian now drank another copious amount from his bottle, "Ah, here she comes now! My little darling." A hawk landed on Maximillians hand and pecked at his auburn hair. "There, there Demeter. Finished your exercise?" To other races, a man talking to a hawk in low purrs is normal, but to his fellow humans he was clearly an oddball of the worst kind. "Demeter likes your spirit, young master! You have the spirit of an adventurer she says!" It was at this point in time that Maxmillian, noticed thorugh his golden pince nez the young Teriborean scribbling. "You like my ship?" Maximillian smiling through his moustache, "Built her mesself, from scratch. I built me first ship when I was young, it crashed. I built my second ship after that, it lacked some parts -- it crashed. I built me third ship soon afterwards -- it hit a skywhale, burned and then crashed. This one is the however is the finest of the line, even the military cannot put up a fight with her. Aye young master Varentine, not a bit! Too bad though, their renovating my usual docking area back at the Royal Garrison... They just told me to park it here for the moment. Bloody gits." "What's a young feisty Teriborean doing as a Merchandise Scout here anyway? It's not exactly the best environment for a Teriborean is it now? You could catch a nasty cold or worse."


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