it unfortunately dawned on me too late that the giddiness of a profitable deal had slowed my reflexes and dulled my sense of self preservation as the cold hard barrel of a marine issue k-tag g rested on my temple and i heard the dreaded words , your dirty pirate deal in stagunium cost me my post and my sisters trade license , it seems a shame to die for some stinkin fruit , but then theres no accounting for a pirates taste , any last words ?