Tkalec
Wannabe Economist
I open the cabinet revealing a row of bottles; a rare sight these days. Fine alcohol is hard to find and the prices are usually very expensive. The locals mostly drink home brewed moonshine but those liquors are of questionable quality. I choose a bottle and proceed to pour the valuable liquid in two glasses, one for myself and the other for the Major.
I hand him his glass and seat myself behind the table facing the Major head on. "I am going to be honest with you." I start. "The blunt truth is that the militiray forces in this region are too thin. We will need more manpower if we are going to retake the whole region."
I hand him his glass and seat myself behind the table facing the Major head on. "I am going to be honest with you." I start. "The blunt truth is that the militiray forces in this region are too thin. We will need more manpower if we are going to retake the whole region."