Let us dispense with pleasantries and get to the heart of the matter. Time is not on our side, and neither are our enemies.
I am pleased to inform you that, following intense deliberations, Elder Gutierrez and I have reached an agreement. As is my rightful place under Corsair law, I will once again stand as a voice of the Brotherhood within the Council of Elders. Let this be a testament to what is just and what is due in the governance of our Imperio.
Yet, as always, destiny does not grant us respite. Even as the ink dried on our renewed pact, a plea for aid reached us from High Elder Eurico Rivera. The Penitence, that proud symbol of Corsair might, had fallen into a trap laid by the Red Hessian dogs and was encircled deep within Rheinland. The ship faced annihilation. It was clear that a daring plan was required to save her. I acted without hesitation. Elder Gutierrez commanded El Cazadora and joined the relief armada dispatched from Petra Base. Meanwhile, I boarded my private yacht, utilizing its advanced cloaking systems to infiltrate the enemy's net.
Once aboard the Penitence, I joined the tactical operations, lending my expertise to ensure every maneuver and engagement served its purpose with precision. The Capitan and crew fought valiantly, though fate would soon test our resolve with a catastrophic jump drive failure that left us vulnerable.
Yet we Corsairs do not falter in the face of adversity! Through Ventru blood and fire, we linked with the relief armada, whose ranks were filled with the best and bravest Corsair warriors: Brotherhood, Deterrence, Sails, and many more. Together, we forged a path through hell itself: Rheinland, the Sigmas, and the Omicrons, battling Red Hessians, the Rheinland Navy, Outcasts, and even Zoners who dared to stand in our way!
However, glory always comes at a cost. The Penitence now lies crippled, barely clinging to life in the NFZ of Freeport 9. Its hull bears wounds the size of gunboats; its propulsion, weapons, and life support systems lie in ruin. Its Capitan, a true Corsair hero, nearly gave his life in a final act of sacrifice, ejecting the power core to prevent a meltdown that could have consumed the entire ship.
It is a bitter blow to our Imperio. The offensive in Rheinland, a senseless campaign I have long criticized as reckless and wasteful, will now grind to a halt. And yet, in our darkest hour, there is still light. The blood spilled today will not be in vain. The families of our fallen warriors will be cared for, their names etched into the annals of history as examples of true devotion. Santa Muerte herself has surely smiled upon their valor.
Now, compañeros y compañeras, we must look to the future. The Penitence, our proud ship, may find itself confined to Tripoli for weeks, even months. who can truly say the full extent of the damage? But let me make this clear: we will not sit idle. We will not lick our wounds and rest. No. Today’s battle proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that we Corsairs are at our zenith in battle, that we are strongest when we stand united as one.
Our task is clear: we must unite the familias and clans. We must bring strength and clarity to the Council of Elders. And we, as the Corsair Brotherhood, must stand at the forefront of this effort, leading by example, shaping the future with our own hands.
¡Viva el Imperio! ¡Viva los Corsarios! ¡Viva Penitence!
-Elder Juanez Gonzalez Perez Aguilar Garcia De la Santa Maria Buonocore
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