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[malnosso]

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[noprevaricating]

Is there no map or chart, at least?

[Happy birthday to you, Kennedy.]

[malnosso]

Neither. All scouts who attempted to map out the region have been captured and sacrificed.

[noprevaricating]

Sacrificed? Are we fighting an army of heathens as well, then?

[malnosso]

I suggest you speak to your fellow residents, if you're unaware of the Third Party's true goals.

[noprevaricating]

The word-- [Never mind. He's not going to push it.]

[lists_to_port]

It's a bloody jungle, Kennedy. Never been in one, have you.

[noprevaricating]

[There's a long silence.]

I take it you have.

[lists_to_port]

Aye! I once, though for a rather short period of time, ruled over as nice a little patch of jungle paradise as the likes of you could ever dare imagine!

As king.

[noprevaricating]

Of course you did.

[lists_to_port]

Pelegostan King, me. Lord and ruler and dinner of the cannibals!

[noprevaricating]

[He just isn't in the mood for this, Jack.]

Perhaps you'll meet them again! We could use the help of your subjects.

[No sarcasm at all, no.]

[lists_to_port]

My benighted children? I fear they wouldn't be much help at all, Kennedy, due to how they'd always be tryin' to eat us. Not helpful, that.

Still--I've a wealth of experience to draw on that might serve us in handy ways....

[noprevaricating]

Serve us or amuse you, Jack?

[lists_to_port]

What? I can't be amused during a fight?

[noprevaricating]

I'd rather be alive.

[lists_to_port]

You don't think I could keep you alive, Kennedy? It's a specialty of mine, it is.