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Slice-While-Blinded waved his permission for Strike-From-Above to scan through the relevant data to his throne array. His second was a competent officer and would not have bothered his captain with this information if the Savis had not bothered to place a bounty worthy of his attention. Such dredgework in enforcing a blockade without a promised reward was beneath the Pect’Krix’Kannar.
Slice-While-Blinded flicked through the report, the name of the planet was familiar to him. He and his Murder had offloaded many slave species to that dusty world for respectable reward. And now the very fools that Slice-While-Blinded had sold their honourably seized stock to seemed to have gone and lost it. The veteran Archon was halfway amusing himself with the irony of re-selling it to the same Savis flesh-peddlers all over again for another profit when he noticed something unusual.
“No slave price?” Slice-While-Blinded remarked referring to the lack of an agreed ransom for any recaptured slaves his attention never entirely off his officer standing within striking distance.
There was no price for individual slaves recaptured and resold, only for ships destroyed attempting to escape the system. The Imperial decree was quite clear, the Savis were not interested in prisoners.
In the eyes of the Savis Empire, the relationship between the Savis and their Pect’Max vassals was an eminently simple one. The Savis were in charge and, while the Pect’Max had autonomy, they had better do what they were told. The Pect’Max perspective of their relationship was somewhat more… complicated. The Pect’Max language of ‘Imperial Grantees’ was because the Savis Empire granted safe harbour, the benefits of which for their privateers and lucrative employment opportunities under the umbrella of the Savis Empire was considered worth the indulgence of letting the Savis publicly assert both to the Pect’Max and to the other nations that they were the overlord and master. It was a beneficial patronage that suited the Pect’Max to go along with, and each Murder Flock, Archon and individual Pect’Max was free to take advantage of it or not. . There was no dishonour in lying directly to the Savis about the terms of this ‘vassalage’ they perceived, the only dishonour to the Pect’Max would be if they actually acted like slavish vassals. Action begat honour, not words. How could it be any other way?
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Slice-While-Blinded flicked through the report, the name of the planet was familiar to him. He and his Murder had offloaded many slave species to that dusty world for respectable reward. And now the very fools that Slice-While-Blinded had sold their honourably seized stock to seemed to have gone and lost it. The veteran Archon was halfway amusing himself with the irony of re-selling it to the same Savis flesh-peddlers all over again for another profit when he noticed something unusual.
“No slave price?” Slice-While-Blinded remarked referring to the lack of an agreed ransom for any recaptured slaves his attention never entirely off his officer standing within striking distance.
There was no price for individual slaves recaptured and resold, only for ships destroyed attempting to escape the system. The Imperial decree was quite clear, the Savis were not interested in prisoners.
In the eyes of the Savis Empire, the relationship between the Savis and their Pect’Max vassals was an eminently simple one. The Savis were in charge and, while the Pect’Max had autonomy, they had better do what they were told. The Pect’Max perspective of their relationship was somewhat more… complicated. The Pect’Max language of ‘Imperial Grantees’ was because the Savis Empire granted safe harbour, the benefits of which for their privateers and lucrative employment opportunities under the umbrella of the Savis Empire was considered worth the indulgence of letting the Savis publicly assert both to the Pect’Max and to the other nations that they were the overlord and master. It was a beneficial patronage that suited the Pect’Max to go along with, and each Murder Flock, Archon and individual Pect’Max was free to take advantage of it or not. . There was no dishonour in lying directly to the Savis about the terms of this ‘vassalage’ they perceived, the only dishonour to the Pect’Max would be if they actually acted like slavish vassals. Action begat honour, not words. How could it be any other way?
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