[center][b][h3][color=00ff00]J'eon the Blacksmith[/color][/h3][/b][/center]

"We have an accord," J'eon replied, his deeper voice cutting through the others as he glances at Vigdis, then back to the captain. "Those metals you are willing to trade, and this very strong metal you will teach me how to work."

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[center][h3][color=00ff00][b]Jack Mallory, X.O.[/b][/color][/h3][/center]

"Anselm, I thought the report was multiple Tekeri were approaching the comm relay," the X.O. growls. "Did we lose track of the others? Or was this one just walking faster?"

Or was the relay just a feint, and the real threat coming elsewhere?

"Wodan, do you see any probable threats approaching the ship or our crew?" Jack demanded.

The X.O. wondered if any of them realized how valuable they were should they become hostages of the locals?