Subject: For Rheinland's own good
[color=#000000]To: Herr Boehmer From: <strike>Markus</strike> "Obsidian" <strike>Schwartzwald</strike> Location: Sigma systems, deep space.
Guten Tag, Herr Boehmer.
I originally decided to forsake politics, and my potential future in it, and hid myself under the guise of a small exploration agent out in the omicron and omega systems, following up leads on the rumored bogus house. A nice little hobby I must admit. Met some characters, made some friends.
All sun and flowers and sunshine, right?
Wrong.
You must watch the news, I suspect.
A dear friend of mine, and his wife, who happens to be my sister, was earlier this month brought in for 'questioning' regarding a case related to your movement. Although I suspect neither the Bundschuh nor the Volksfront have anything to do with it.
I used to be an aristocrat, Doctor. Albeit a very minor one.
Schwartzwald, if it rings any bells.
The line ended with my, with Markus's "disappearance".
Truth is, I realized how terrible the colony, Rheinland or not, politics are in our day and time.
And if I were to join it, I would just be another puppet pencil pusher and stamp-placer.
Herr Boehmer, my mother's homeland is a corrupt place, so I hid. But I cannot condone this any longer.
My sister husband was arrested and is currently under threat of life to develop inhumane weapon solutions, using his expertise as professor in biochemistry.
Or rather, was.
They used my sister, his wife, as leverage.
And just a few days ago, my current associates found their mangled remains ejected into space outside of planet holstein. After a full months time in "questioning".
There is no doubt what has transpired.
And I can do nothing, nothing short of revenge.
I wish, and hope, you will let me join your movement against the filth that infests our homeland.
I will, either way, not let this go unpunished.
One of these days, there will be a clever, stylish and/or funny signature here.
This is still not that day, however.
