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number of natural wonders to be seen. You will be escorted to those locations, but there will be absolutely no contact or conversation with any Dakar citizen. That will include your escorts Mr. Grange."
    "The courtesy we are extending comes with restrictions, if those rules are violated, any discussions will be ended, leaving us with the much less pleasant conversation I have just mentioned. You may observe the natural wonders in silence. When you return, you will have our decision." A hand of an escort was then placed on my shoulder.
    I was taken to a suite in the council chambers building where I was offered a moment to bath. My Human stench was offensive to the Dakar, a people who by their own right were extremely clean. With my hygiene in order I was then flown to the first of the natural wonders of Hegemony.
    Violar Falls was a majestic 700 meter tall natural waterfall. From the top of the falls I was flown to a building at the bottom and then taken through a tunnel to a massive cave structure behind the falls. The cave held the standard scenery of stalagmites and stalactites as well as crystal clear calm pools of water. I had always enjoyed the scenes of nature when visiting planets. One day, I hoped that Jarhead would offer natural wonders of its own.
    From Violar falls I was taken to a park of the highest mountain on Hegemony. Its lower regions stretched down to a vast sea. Green tree lines pushed upward to 2 kilometers where barren granite took over up to the summer snow line at 6 kilometers. The massive peak of Mount Jurdiene then rose another 3 kilometers up into the heavens.
    The tour continued for the remainder of the week as the Council of the Wise met to determine my fate. Upon my return the members of the high council were again seated in the conference room. I was escorted in and asked to sit.
    "Mr. Grange, after much deliberation, some of it otherwise unpleasant, we have decided to accept your offer. You will be escorted back to your ship and returned to your people. We understand that there are great distances to be traveled. Therefore, we have allowed 74 of your calendar days before we assemble for an attack on Mortel."
    "We will be expecting you to return for the ground assault portion of this battle Mr. Grange. If the date is missed we will proceed without you, but keep this in mind Mr. Grange, from that point on any encounters between our people will be hostile. If you hold up your end of the bargain we can again meet to discuss further cooperation."
    As the meeting adjourned I had one final request for the Dakar, "Would it be possible for the Captain who first brought me in to be the one that takes me back to my people? His fair dealing with me brought with it a semblance of trust. I would prefer to be returned by his hand if that can be arranged." Fewish Minter stood and gestured towards the door. "We will provide such Mr. Grange. We look forward to doing further business with you when and if that time comes."
    In my short dealings with the Dakar I came away with the feeling that they could only be trusted so far. They had their own ambitions and as such viewed our cooperation as a convenience if nothing else. When the Torrians were no longer a threat I had no doubt that the Dakar soon would be. They were devout expansionists and their desires to control the galaxy were subtle, but still obvious.
    Feta Lunge soon landed and I was taken aboard the Paswari. The little gray robot Passi was there to greet me. "This way Mr. Grange, Mr. Lunge awaits your company." Lunge was busily typing at a keyboard when I entered the bridge. I was encouraged to see that the chair that had been constructed for me still remained.
    I sat in the chair and awaited conversation from Lunge. He remained working at the keyboard before acknowledging my presence through word only. "Mr. Grange. You have caused me great concern with your request. My fate has been inevitably tied to yours and your people’s performance once any