A ROYAL EDICT

[Lucend]

A quiet night on the Cambridge frontier...

Defense satellite #2091 detecting unknown bogey. Transmitting BPA scramble command...

Out of the blue darkness a single point of light rockets towards the bulwarks.[i]

Warning! Defense satellite #2091 destroyed. Request immediate BAF scramble to repel significant Corsair ... (static)

[i]Centurions and Titans pour out of the blue ice clouds, assaulting the BAF scrambled spacecraft. Their aims seemed to be unorganized until a single Titan drops a device on a Tradelane ring. The device connects and begins to flood Bretonian airwaves with a repeating message...

Displaying...

Hahahahahaha hahaha.

Hahaha

So who is it? Who leads the great Bretonian "empire?"

A queen who sits atop an empty throne, completely self-absorbed in being ruler of a wasteland?

Or a decrepit admiral who's known better days, trying greedily to take more power than he could ever need?

Oh, there is no better reason to laugh. Join us, people of Bretonia, and laugh at the greed and corruption of your petty power struggles.

Hahahah ahahaha

hahaha

//End Transmission

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"The thirteen saloons that had lined the one street of Seney had not left a trace. The foundations of the Mansion House hotel stuck up above the ground. The stone was chipped and split by the fire. It was all that was left of the town of Seney. Even the surface had been burned off the ground.
Nick looked at the burned-over stretch of hillside, where he had expected to find the scattered houses of the town and then walked down the railroad track to the bridge over the river. The river was there."

Osaika Moto, the Fall and Rise of a Kusari Farmer

Juan Lucendez, √ Corsair