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The tendons of his neck twist and contort, as Morfran mouths in fury:
-Silence! SILENCE!! You have all polluted yourselves, in your weakness! This, THIS...!! (he dramatically sweeps his arms and scythes them through the air) this technology is what sickens you! The drugs, the industry, the foul smog that pollutes your minds and chokes your will. You have forgotten what it truly means to live and die, through the use of these unnatural elixirs. It is commanded in all faiths that one should not disfigure the soul. You think these cheap tricks of science have brought you closer to the divine, to outlast the natural passage of life unto death. Yet all they do is take you further from what is sacred and eternal, the fear that makes us human. If you cannot die, you cannot fear or love or care! And that is why, on world after world, planet upon planet, the trees die instead. Their roots and their light crushed by these (Morfran spits the word) ARCOLOGIES...! But in the end, they always fail. For the trees have always outlived men...
>Not only have you gained ZEALOTS, they are probably all diseased so now you have plaguebearers of Nurgle. Try to persuade your new Haemolymph drug addicted converts to affix a single biomechanical horn to their forehead, as you complete your kitbash (QM: nooo everything I write turns into 40k)
You look uneasily at the crowd of stowaways administering Haemolymph autoinjectors. The blood-surrogate cures everything, right? Unless they carry some new virulence, some contamination bred upon a festering jungle plague world...
>Tell the stowaways they must leave. (Lose the zealots) You cannot risk contaminating your arcology, with all this overcrowding
>Keep the zealots, but quarantine them for a bit
>You have zealots now. You sense this Morfran is trouble. Command them to throw him out the airlock (QM: they will obey this)
>Tell Morfran he must leave
>Attempt to remonstrate with Morfran: if you hate arcologies so much, why did you come here? Isn't it a bit ungrateful to behave like this, when I have offered you only kindness?
>Point at the courier drone: did you steal / hijack that craft? Who does it belong to?
>Something else...?
