Identification -Fairfax, J. Recipient -Solandros, Adm.
Admiral Solandros,
What a pleasant surprise. Seems my little carrier pigeon did deliver it's message after all. After all of these months I had begun to wonder whether or not it had worked.
I digress, I don't want to waste your time, so straight to business.
You were contacted as we both share a common enemy and goal, the Nomads and their thralls. Bretonia as a whole has been fairly lucky, to some degree, and avoided their full attention. We fear this may change, and I'll be honest, our response would be almost infantile. We lack the necessary tools and equipment to properly fight the damn things. As things stand currently, we are holding the line as it were, but when does this change? When do we realise this infection has spread across our once great house? They must be stopped, at any personal cost.
I realise that our leaderships have not seen eye to eye in the past, something that I alone cannot change. However, this is bigger than all of us, for the survival of the human race. If it were up to me, we would have forgotten our frivolous differences years ago for the better of humanity, sadly the Crown does what the Crown wants.
I am suggesting a parlay, something to wet the appetite. Leading, with your permission, to the main course, an end of needless hostilities between the Intelligence Service and yourselves. Any previous wrongdoings, on both sides, will be forgotten.
If you have been left intrigued by this arrangement, please let me know so we can proceed.