*Syblix walks through the crowd, pushing them around furiously. He raises his hands, lifting his helmet up and cracking a corner smile.
I 'ave been followin' t'is conversation for a w'ile, now. I'll be quotin' t'e fella' t'at said " Ah, t'a las' outcries of a dyin' nation " . He made a good poin' ri'te 'ere.
T'ese accusations make no sense, eh. Alek, my brudda' coul' nev' harm t'e bastar'. I've been wit' Hanseti while it was only a small spo' on t'e map. I've been a Sariant fo' years,
'n' we ain't allowe' to touch women, nor thos' bastards, ya' call kids. It just be a dyin' nation, beggin' for attention, and tryin'a t'row dir' at Hanseti's name.
Ya' sods from Renatus hav' to come up wit' somethin' betta'.
*He smirks, while putting his helmet on, and slowly falling back into the crowd.