User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-5837525-20150830224151

Orbit: Mm. Sounds good to me. Ironworks, rendezvous with the convoy again and have them return to bits to Maretropolis City Hall. Quickly -- before Death-Stalker discovers them.

[click]

Orbit: Star-Lord, are you there?

Star-Lord: ''Yup. Still hangin' out up here waiting for orders.''

Orbit: We have some prisoners and weapons to transport. Can you carry them in your ship?

Star-Lord: Will do.

(Within several minutes, the Milano lands at the top of the hill, and the hatch opens.)

(Mareoni immediately tenses up at Death-Stalker's touch.)

Mareoni: A-Aah! C-C-Can't... move!

(He struggles to look back and meet the ghost pirate's gaze.)

Mareoni: N-No... No...!!!

(Several meters up in the air, Cobbletrot hears Mareoni's bloodcurdling scream. He takes his top hat and places it over his chest in respect.)

Cobbletrot: ...Alas... poor Salvatore... As much as I'd have relished being the one to kill you, it must be the will of Almighty Faust that sees us part this way...

Victor: Pfft. "Others". The Mane-iac and Smudge have made their allegiances clear. I rather doubt their willingness to ally with us again.