Would you eat that? I definitely would. Also, for those who don’t know, chitlins are basically American style fried pork intestines. It’s similar to the Philippines’ chicharon bulaklak.
After their meal, they quickly set up a plan to meet with the Ferreshii through Alevos. But they found that the bladesmith himself was incredibly interested in bringing them together. So much so that he offered to bring them to his friend in person. They couldn’t have asked for more, and so hopped
As the group of them got closer to the tower at the end, they found it was far larger than all the other buildings, but oddly didn’t feel imposing. There was a sculpture out front that also acted as the building’s signpost. It read ‘Szereth Design Group’, as translated through their DI’s. The buil
He pointed upwards and made spiraling motions with his finger to help punctuate his meaning. “Can’t make a decent meal in this city without Red Zoners poking their tails in our stew,” said Alevos. All other Drogar chuckled in response, even the guards in earshot. “So, how can I help you all?” as
“Perhaps you’re underestimating me,” said Eva. “Sure, I might not be the best Drogar knife skirmisher or whatever you call it, but I don’t have to be. Train me up for a little while and pit me against a few rising stars. Really work those odds. We’ll crush ‘em.” “And besides,” added Miko. “If you a
“Fair enough,” said Szereth. “So what does Freya want out of all this?” Everyone turned to Eva, who up until this point didn’t know what she wanted out of all this. “Honestly,” she said. “I only went into this because I wanted an authentic Drogar beltknife. I mean, I wanna get stuff for Raijin, t
“Six usually,” answered Doreth. “Top seeds usually get into a dozen or so duels before they retire though.” “Alright then,” said Eva. “I’ll do three at 30%, renegotiable afterwards. Um. But a guaranteed minimum of six duels all told. How’s that?” “Four at 30%,” said Alevos. “Not including qualific
At the spiral towers in the center of the city, one of its parliamentary floors was rife with subdued activity. Thousands had come from all over the Imperium to listen to senators argue their side, and ultimately cast their votes on one of the more critical issues of their lifetimes. Even as one of
“You wanna talk funding and money?” snarled Savoth. “Porting the various fleets in and out of the core worlds is absurdly expensive and time consuming. We’re wasting trillions every time we do that. Are your constituents alright with you wasting trillions in Imperial resources?” Savoth was an exper