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"A Knigght in shinning armouur?" Mohan replied to Iomer, who was unbeknownst to him a simple legionary and no Knight. "These words meannnn nothing to me." Mohan stepped forward. On the dunes behind him the scouts aimed their rifles, Sorillian flintlock sure to deal more damage than whatever these savages were capable of. "Alll I knoooow," Mohan grinned, placing a hand on Iomer's shoulder. Suddenly, from behind the other scouts, figures emerged from the shadows of their dunes, smashing them on the heads before they could fire. "Is thaaat I knooow these duneees far better thaan you."

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"Captain Ash... Sorillian, Legionnaiiiirrrre!" The voice echoed across the night-time sand. The Legion grouping had made barricades around their broken ship, setting up defences around their stronghold until Iomer and the scouts returned. But a voice now came, seemingly from nowhere, in the shifting sands. "Weeee haaaave youuur meeeen.... Ioomer, Pelvissss, Travonnnnn, Sendelhavot, Gamahotaaaan." The names of the scouts... all of them. "Come ouuttt Captain Asssshh... and your men will be unharmed."

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Kanji inhaled. "I'll grant you access to the Sorillian embassy... on one condition." He folded his hands. "I'm coming with you."

Lucky blinked. "I mean I uh... I don't know that we can do that-"

Kanji grinned smugly at them. "Come on... I'll be your guide."

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As Theory's posse geared up to leave they could see the two guardsmen at the entrance nod and retreat back inside the fortress walls. Whatever this place was it didn't seem well defended, couldn't be a gang much larger than theirs...