"Back the Frak off, or we'll fill you full of lead!" A second voice, female and angry shouts. "We're the Tellosi Constabulary, Oubillete district station house! And we're not coming out-we've seen what you do to prisoners!" There is an edge of fear there, especially at the shouted mention of the plasmagun.

At the mention of Lucille's plasmagun however, the original voice raises his voice, more measured and controlled. "What the Captain means I suspect is that we will not surrender this position without guarantee of good conduct."

"Yeah! Else me and half dozen of my Constables will show you what a Heavy Stubber a Boltgun does at point blank range!" The Enforcer Captain shouts. "It's not pretty!"

There is a moment of hushed conversation, then first voice replies again, as steady as steel. "I represent Ser Erwan, secondborn Scion of the Eternal House of Armel. We will surrender ourselves as long as my principal has a guarantee of safe conduct from a Gentleman or woman of NCO rank. I assure you my principle will fetch quite a ransom if he is unharmed. My principle also requests you extend this guarantee to the Constables in our presence."

"If you do not accept I and my principle will be forced to defend ourselves, and I can assure you we are both armed to the best ability of the Eternal House of Armel." The voice adds.

"I must I've always wanted to see what a Bolt Pistol does to someone." Another voice adds, conversionally, presumably Sir Armel. A few of the Enforcers chuckle nervously.

"I should hope not sir. Do we have a deal, Imperial Guardsmen?" The Bodyguard says, finally.