It has been seven years since the passing of John Peter Petrucci, the founder of the Vagrant Raiders and first CO of the Metropolis. Our current position in the universe is in no small part due to his tireless efforts during his time on this plane. He gave his life so that the remaining Raiders after the Battle of Freeport One could keep going, and years later we became what we are now. A nation, albeit a small one.
John's family owned a farm of decent size and associated estate on Malta that, after his passing, went into the care of the Vagrant Raiders. We have not touched it in nearly five years, but as we have recently rediscovered the deed for the property and are back in good standing with Malta, we are in a position to restore it.
I will be taking a trip to Malta with five scouts to determine the situation. Another sixteen Octavarian citizens will be temporarily positioned in orbit, waiting to begin bringing the farm back up to operating capacity as full-time employment if state of affairs is considered adequate for revival. If things are... unpleasant, the Amalfi Directorate has offered us legal assistance in making them pleasant again.
For those of you who aren't Cardamine users, charge your filters, ladies and gentlemen. Business is about to get a little bit orange.
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