5 Million bounty on Reavers

[Jihadjoe]

-( Incoming Transmission
-( Reaver Mercenary Company
-( Aodh 'Lazuli' O'Malley

Now I'm sure we can all sit down an' sort this out like dublin men should; over a drink an' with a laugh on a man's face. So I'll start.

Hone, ye're great fat moronface, and firs' thing I'll do when I see ya is break yer teeth with my fist. Over tha las' few weeks, son, we've been poppin' corsairs like they're goin' out of fashion, an' what you done with yer time? Hassled Kalliste until she's got hersel' angry enough to want to shoot ye. Tha's what ye get for pesterin' a lass.

Now between you an' me Hone, an' ye better be listenin' to this carefully, 'fore I left Dublin for the merc trade, I don' more'n ye'll ever achieve fer the cause. I'm twice the Molly ye'll ever be, an' I gone left. Jus' let that sink in 'fore you start hurlin' words back at me.

*Aodh laughs and takes a drink*

Over a drink an' with a laugh on a man's face, Hone. Shame ye ain' drinkin', or laughin'.

-( Transmission Terminated

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