Dralso: This is pointless, Darkholme and OZ have no honour. We cannot negotiate if we cannot trust you. House Flax refuses to recogzize the houses of OZ or Darkholme. I have spoken with King Solo and he has aggreed that not more Correlian Hyperdrives will by supplied to either of you. Any ship of yours entering our space will be destroyed and we will declare open war.
*Dralso stands and storms out, flamnked by his BattleDogs. Malken walks over to Torm and wispers in his ear.*
Malken: Things may go badly between our houses if you do not break also. Just a warning my friend.
*Malkens sighs and follows his father.*