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[BaconSoda]

.::.Incoming Transmission.::.
From: Brother Black Falcon
Location: Planet Gran Carinia

A trio of days ago, I launched a small foray into Dublin to take the BMMs precious minerals. Unfortunately for me, the Molly Republic also was there. We ended up getting into a squabble over the rights of a Zoner transport moving Deuterium. I said he was free to go for lodging us, the Mollys did not share that sentiment. I was outnumbered, two Barghests to my Praetorian. Unfortunately, again, an ion storm stopped our fight before it could really begin in full.

When I regained control of my ship, I headed for the New London Jump Gate, as originally intended. On the way, I met a BMM trader. I demanded his fine money, a sum of two million credits, and he responded with "Kill me." I did so. Nice of him to be so eloquent with his wishes.

After this, I chased another trader to New London. He managed to reach the planet, though, and I returned to Dublin. I was intercepted by a patrol near the gate. Two Gunboats, a Destroyer, and two Templars impeding the way home. It seems that not even Bretonian capital ships can stand against a lone Praetorian...

Upon reaching Carinia, I stumbled upon a Slaver. I asked him nicely if he had any interest in purchasing any of my captives. I figured a fine price would honor the head of the Bretonian commanders. I was wrong. The Slaver wanted only the Mollys I held. I would have obliged and given the man the 20 Miners in my hold, for a nominal fee, however, another impending ion storm impeded this.

A shameful number of events,
~Brother Falcon

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