The world is a vampire

Was his fortune finally turning around? Vincenzo hadn't been expecting to run into Basileus but he was truly glad that he had. If anyone knew what to do next it was Basil. Vincenzo was no sheep but he was by nature more of a follower than a leader. He was used to taking orders. Used to working in a group toward a common goal and the aimless nature of the past season had been grating on already frayed nerves. Basil hinted that fortune seemed to be on their side and Vincenzo nodded his agreement. His silken head would tilt to the side. Perfect timing? Oh, he knew that look! He could see the gears turning in Basileus' mind and he relished the words the scarlet man spoke.

"Non?" Vincenzo blinked in surprise. There were none that practiced their line of business? Surprise faded into a cunning smile. He followed. Perhaps out of the ashes of this disaster they'd be granted with a new opportunity to turn a profit in a land with no competition. " Mi piace il vostro pensiero , Basileus . Senza la concorrenza ci sarà proprio questo paese . Cosa mi è necessario fare ? Chiedete e vi sarà fatto"

"Speech"