To: Borderworld Exports, Director of Trade.

[75th Mosquitos]

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Gavin Eden here from the Borderworld Imports vessel Mesatropolis.

I'll try not to comment on how business with your lot is already colder than a shoulder covered in a glacial drift and get right to the point.

as we prior discussed, a man by the name of...*pauses* ok well i've forgotten his name now, but he is a dock worker at your Glasgow station. Me and my boys are carrying a substantial quantity of Cryocubes, he was lookin' mighty interested at my ship manifest once he figured that out, and said I should speak to somebody around here about getting some good coin for them.

*takes a draw from his cigar* which was confirmed by a vessel named "Johnson" after being showed the cold shoulder by at least 5 of your primary ship workers for a unreasonable amount of time. They must feel threatened seeing a vessel with a similar company name, ha.. like a Doppelgänger. lets make it clear right now, we ship specifically for other people to get things from places where they otherwise couldn't obtain them. That is our job, we arent after your jobs nor are we trying to push ourselves into your market space. So tell your men to liven up a little, Ive seen more cheer from a lone Gateway ship I saw a while back..

Anyway... *he pauses and sits up, blowing smoke around and putting out the cigar* I have in Bretonia currently 6700 units of Cryo materials and was asked to hang onto them. My crew and the Crew of the Steel Labyrinth are getting some funny looks from the people here.. we are on.. *looks down a list..* Kensington, said I was waiting for commincations with Borderworld exports and suddenly they act live ive took their daughters virginity without asking.

so.. lets discuss what to do with this cargo.. I await your response

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