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Comm ID: 1st mate Matthew Roberts
Access point: Franz Herzog Hotel, Planet Nuremberg, Munich, Rhineland
Target: Border Worlds Exports Management, Exploration and Security Division
CC: A transport's missing

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Greetings, Sirs

Grave tidings, Sirs, very grave.

Untraceable Transmission from the Omegas:


I told the Captain this was a bad idea, so I have.
But did he listen to me? No he didn't.

We should never have split the crew. Oh, god almighty, so we shouldn't have.
But he said that ore needed hauling. Nothing you can do once the captain's done make up his mind, you see.
Nothing at all.

You see, I fear captain Kirkland got himself into trouble.

I believe he's sent the report to Shipping HQ about how we split the crew between the Black Prince and the Empress Matilda in order to be able to help deliver an urgent shipment of ores from BMM to Rhineland. Well to do it, and to do it quickly captain Kirkland took command of a Shire class transport, and me remained with half the men on the Black Prince. This certainly was taking risks, mind ye (heck, I have barely enough men to man the guns, and the Prince is a much smaller craft), but we were flying in a convoy, and the shipment was indeed urgent.

Now you see, things started going wrong as the convoy dissolved upon reaching destination. I suppose it was necessary to bring both the Empress and the Prince back to Bretonia, but I wish he'd at least have coordinated with me. Sirs, I doubt the captain could as much as fire a shot to defend themselves.

I also need to report that we managed to catch a somewhat garbled message after the one attached. Audio only. It sounded like the captain. He was saying he and the crew were alright for the moment and moored at some asteroid. He was urging us to pay the ransom, Sir, and save them from all kinds of horrible death. Sounded like he was reading it, though, Sir.

Oh, gods, I hope they're alright. Young Billy, one of their mechanics' mates was only just turned 19, Sir.

We have to save them somehow.

Yours,

Matthew Roberts

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