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"I believe they look on the C.R.F. people as some species of simpleton, sir. They hate all offworlders; memory of their desertion has been passed on verbally for generations. So by their one-to-one logic we should either hate back or go away. We stay instead. And give them food, water, medicine and artifacts. Because of this they let us remain on sufferance.
Swiftly they brought their work to completion, with a speed and precision they had concealed before. "What are those offworlders doing?" Ulv asked. Brion stirred from his lethargy of defeat and looked across the cavern floor. The men had a wheeled handtruck and were rolling one of the atomic warheads onto it. They pushed it over to the latticework of the jump-field.
Disans, obvious by their bare shoulders, mixed with the few offworlders who still remained. Brion made sure the tarpaulin was well wrapped around the body before they pushed the sand car slowly through the growing crowd. "I don't like all this publicity," Telt complained, looking at the people. "It's the last day, or I'd be turning back. They know our cars; we've raided them often enough."
He could use the time now, while the rest of them were asleep, to get better acquainted with the main city of Dis. As he walked the dark streets he realized how alien the Disan way of life was to everything he knew. This city Hovedstad literally meant "main place" in the native language. And that's all it was. It was only the presence of the offworlders that made it into a city.
I went to sleep in that lumpy hospital bed and woke up on this couch, feeling simply terrible. With him just sitting there and scowling at me. Won't you please tell me what is going on?" A partial truth was best, saving all of the details that he could for later. "The magter attacked the Foundation building," he said. "They are getting angry at all offworlders now.
We will capture a magter, then kill him, so they can all see the umedvirk. Then they will tell us everything they know." "The tower first then, for bombs or a sample magter. What's the fastest way we can get there?" Ulv frowned in thought. "If you can drive one of the cars the offworlders use, I know where there are some locked in buildings in this city.
They are completely different from the rest of the Disans. Argumentative, blood-thirsty, looking for planetary conquest instead of peace. They aren't rulers, not in the real sense. They hold power because nobody else wants it. They grant mining concessions to offworlders because they are the only ones with a sense of property. Maybe I'm going out on a limb.
All the offworlders other than your party are gone. I'm sending a ship down now to pick you up. As soon as that ship lifts I am going to drop the first bombs. Now tell me where you are so they can come for you." "Don't threaten me, Krafft!" Brion shook his fist at the radio in an excess of anger. "You're a killer and a world destroyer don't try to make yourself out as anything else.
Like all Disans, he has an overwhelming hatred and loathing of offworlders. Not without good reason, though. His planet was settled completely by chance during the Breakdown. I'm not sure of the details, but the overall picture is clear, since the story of their desertion forms the basis of all the myths and animistic religions on Dis.
Ulv was still angry, but he lowered the blowgun a little. "I wish there were no offworlders," he said. "I wish that none of you had ever come. Nothing was wrong until you started coming. The magter were the strongest, and they killed; but they also helped. Now they want to fight a war with your weapons, and for this you are going to kill my world. And you want me to help you!" "Not me yourself!"
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