Board Thread:Off-topic/@comment-26657521-20150725023301/@comment-25908355-20150809185018

Iolite: That's too risky! Do you know how well guarded these things are?! I don't! But they're dreadnaughts, so probably very well guarded!

Sard: Rebels, hear me.. We may have taken Fiersom and removed the corrupt government-

Sard is interrupted by cheering.

Sard: Yes. Yes. It is a massive achievement, but sadly, even though we have avoided one obstacle, a bigger, far worse one lies ahead. The Homeworld has gotten involved, and their flying armada is headed straight towards us.

An enthuziastic protester yells: We'll kick their ass too if we need!

More cheering.

Sard: You do not understand. They are way more than we have fought in Fiersom. Staying here is total suicide, we are terribly outnumbered, extremely outgunned, and very exhausted. We must leave the city. It may be bad for us short-term, but in the long run will greatly help.

The crowd suddenly stops their talking, staying silent for a few minutes.

Another protester intervenes: You have made good decisions so far, we trust you!

Another one: Yes! Fiersom may be lost, but the rebellion lives on, stronger than ever!

And another: Yes! Glory to the rebellion!

And so they go, until the whole crowd is cheering Sard.

Sard: Okay! Everyone, rebel forces will escort you out of Fiersom. I ordered reffugee camps to be built in the mountains to the north-

Protester: We are not refugees! We refuse to stand and wait! I will join the army!

Another: So will I!

Another one: And I!

Half the crowd yells: AND I!

Sard: Very well then, as you wish, but you will still need to leave the city..