“You doubt our revolution!” shouted Tarz holding the bottle in front of Skayde. “Let’s see how your men feel.” Tarz stormed off leaving the group and moved towards the rear of the tent.
Skayde turned back to Berkaz desperately, “I understand, sir. I’ll call my people. We’ll have more gifts here. Just some time, please.”
“This whole tent drops in two hours,” said Berkaz. “There’s Haydd airships off the coast. The wine will be here by then?”
“Yes,” said Skayde.
“Yes?” Berkaz was bemused.
“I’ll make it happen,” said Skayde. “For this one?” He indicated the gun in Berkaz’s hands. “Two crates are on the house. Please kill this man.” Skayde was now indicating Sabienn.
“And I’ll take the tall white hair,” said Terbo, disentangling himself from the woman and looking on at Shyne. Skayde made
