/////INCOMING TRANSMISSION\\\\\ Comm ID:Admiral Jacob Nathaniel Fawley Location:Planet Malta; Northern Pole. Comm Image:
Greetings, esteemed Ghosts of Razgriz. I am proud to assume the role of Admiral in this noble and powerful organization. I will be hoping to lead the Nation through a series of victorious campaigns to restore our glory as a power within Sirius. The question is whether you will allow me to. Only through coordination and cooperation can victory be grasped. Those who impede us will fall and face fates far worse than death.
Sadly, I do not present a victory today. The Reapers, loathsome traitors that they are, caught us off guard during a strike against a Corsair raiding party. The imbecilic Benitez failed to grasp reason and attacked us with the Reapers. Meager cowards fled after the Reapers took chase to one of our dreadnoughts. They knew they were next.
Lieutenant Commander Joseph and I remained to futilely defend the dreadnought. I was caught off guard as a Reaper rendered my ship obsolete. Joseph was spared. As to why, I can not even fathom it.