To: Doc Holliday||From: An old Friend.

[Madvillain]

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Señor Holliday,


It warms my heart to hear that there are men like you who dedicate their lives to humanitarian and medical work. You have certainly earned my respect over the years, and I believe many of the enemies of the Corsair Empire will soon find themselves in need of the services of a fine doctor like you if my plans come to fruition. But of course, that was merely a joke! I recently visited a comedy club on Planet Manhattan, and the experience left quite an impression on me. I try to joke like a Libertonian too now, from time to time.

In all seriousness, however, I have not forgotten the vital work you did on Gran Canaria. I hear that the temperatures have dropped there recently, which could affect your ranch. I sincerely hope this does not impact your operations too negatively, as I know how much that land means to you.

You are right to mention Elder Sephardi. He always spoke highly of you, and I believe he still may be out there, somewhere in the Sigma’s. Perhaps he simply needed a break from the backstabbing and treacherous nature of Corsair politics as it is a feeling I understand all too well. Sephardi was a man made of steel; I cannot imagine anything getting the better of him, even in this age.
As for Elder Cesar Gutierrez, I agree with you. He is indeed a man of merit. However, should we meet face-to-face on Crete, I fear his first inclination would be to end my life. And if that is the case, I would be forced to defend myself, and soon, others would be involved. This, as you well know, is the Corsair way: a cycle of violence that has existed since the very first settlements on Crete.

But, my old friend, the Corsair way is no longer enough to resolve this situation. That is where I look to you. You are a wise, neutral outsider, intimately familiar with our ways, yet not entangled in the webs of familias or clans. You understand the political intricacies of our world, but you are not bound by them. For this reason, I humbly ask for your help in mediating a meeting between Gutierrez and myself. I would be forever in your debt if you could ensure that this meeting takes place on neutral ground where both sides can speak freely and, most importantly, without the risk of things escalating into violence.

I have no hunger for personal power. I live a comfortable life now, and my ambitions are not driven by selfish desires. However, the Corsair people are suffering, and it is that which drives me to seek the restoration of the Brotherhood. My goal is to unite our people, to strengthen the Corsair Empire, and to return it to the glory it once knew. I do not seek to replace Elder Gutierrez; as you said correctly: he has earned his place. Instead, I aim to work alongside him in restoring the Brotherhood and the Council of Elders to its former might. In order to accomplish this, these are the requests I wish to make from Elder Gutierrez:

• Absolution and Restoration of My Reputation: I wish to be absolved of the crimes that have branded me as a persona non grata within the Brotherhood. It was a small amount of gold and a ship nothing more. I spent the gold wisely, and my crew and staff care for my ship. I fail to understand why this remains such a point of contention.
  
  
• A Seat on the Council of Elders: As an Elder of the Corsairs, I believe my seat on the Council of Elders is rightfully mine. I wish to have this position restored.
  
  
• Villa Sephardi: The Villa Sephardi Estate, once belonging to Elder Sephardi, is something I hold dear. It is a piece of our heritage, and I wish for it to be returned to my care. Elder Sephardi would not want to see it fall into ruin, and I would ensure its preservation. Perhaps he will return to it one day.
  
  
• Recognition of My Role as Pontifex Maximus: I still hold the title of Pontifex Maximus of the Order of Santa Muerte. This position should be acknowledged and respected by the Corsair Brotherhood, as I have done much to elevate the Order and its influence among our people.
  
  
• Control of Battlegroup Magreb: We may have lost Gran Canaria, but there is still much to be done in the Omegas. Battlegroup Magreb is essential for our continued presence in the region, and I wish to take control of it. The Brotherhood has been slacking in this regard, and I intend to rectify this oversight.
  
  
• Absolution for My Daughter: Lastly, I wish for my daughter Eliza Buonocore, also known as Baila Morena, to be forgiven for her crimes against the Corsair Empire. She has been a thorn in my side for nearly a decade, but I do not wish for her to be branded as a persona non grata. It reflects poorly on me, and it causes unnecessary tension within our ranks. Many of the Corsair people still celebrate her, despite her actions. And John, she has a son, who is the child of the late Elder Espingarda of the Black Sails. The boy is fourteen now, almost old enough to take to the skies. I wish to leave the legacy of the Buonocore family to him, so one day he might take my place.
  

Many thanks for hearing me out, old friend. I trust you understand the gravity of these requests. I would be eternally grateful if you could assist in navigating these delicate matters.

May Santa Muerte watch over you and your familia.
Elder Juanez ''el Presidente'' Buonocore

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