While Imperator Graetius was inaugurated with a gallon of wine, Pavo had tended to a spice deal. Now, he quietly returned, the voracious stink of curry tracing his steps.
Pavo mumbled, staring at the floor, "Gentlemen, let us enslave the Urollans and draw the civilised sphere of Atlantis ever closer, toward our destiny of unification and all that."























