"People who know me are aware that I had an experience of leaving Makala, but it was nothing short of a nightmare," he said.
"Back when I was still a mercenary, we often dealt with people from the Lion King Trading Company. There was this guy named Frank who, after a few drinks, would always say things that infuriated everyone."
"He called us a bunch of yokels who had never seen the world, like a group of convicts banished here, doomed to stay generation after generation," he said.
"But every time he sobered up, he would emphatically insist that these words must not be spread outside; otherwise, the mercenary corps wouldn't receive their support, so everyone had to let go of their curiosity and keep it to themselves," he said.
"It was only after the disaster that these questions were finally answered."
