****Incoming Transmission****
****Comm ID: Arbiter Jack Crow****
****location: Classified****
You're all talk son. You don't have control of Fortaleza and you NEVER have. I'm going there now. I'll drink a toast to your delusional posterior from the stash that Lord Moka left me. Like I said you are all talk. No, you have never seen me. Probably because you aren't around. Not only do I not see you on Fortaleza, but I haven't seen you in space either. So, maybe you'd like to stop talking, come find me, and back some of that up. Or you can keep sending these radio free Humboldt transmissions from some rusty can on the edge of the system.......I really don't care.