Thin soldier rushes into tent where a lord is writing by the light of an oil lamp.
MY LORD DRACONIUS! AN EMISSARY FROM THE EMPIRE - AND I THINK HE’S AN ADEPT! HE’S GOT THESE FANTASTIC POWERS, SEE -
Thin soldier grabs throat and Drakonius’ hat raises off of his head while ominous eyes and funny mouth look through the tent.
MARTIUS! WHAT — —HRK! = CHOKE =
Darth Vader points at Drakonius
GREETINGS,DRACONIUS. THE EMPEROR IS VERY DISPLEASED WITH YOU. . .