10-18-2019, 12:47 AM
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MEDUSA GORGON
The Mistress of Madness
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- Warlord Moka
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Esteemed ladies and gentlemen representing the Royal Navy forces,
I cannot come around with your name's pronunciation, I must ask that you accept my apologies for sticking with the more common terms from here on. And before you are asking, and because this question will come up, I got your frequencies from some poor Lane Hacker I beat into submission. He sure does have no future anymore under the Professorship, with him spilling information for no return.
With that said, I am bidding you my most sincere greetings in these a bit darker than usual hours. Times and fate are not always working along with our plans, after all it is change that shifts the makings of life. And is bringing sweet death. And now such a change brought me into your lives. I am going by Medusa Gorgon and my current allegiance are the Liberty Rogues, which does only mean so much in this world of change we are living in. I was hailing from Galicia once, flying that despicable Outcast flag. It sure was a good place for my work, still they are only less than a speck in history, captured by their own delusions of grandeur, ridden with stagnation for centuries now. The Rogues' rats are not that different, only their ruin lies with them lacking likely anything needed for a survival beyond debauchery and sin. Yet they do provide very suitable places for staying unseen and for that I am still with them, though not anymore with the primary pack.
But enough of that, I heard your advance in Bretonia came to a halt and there is word on some unrest up your home turf. All this defeat after the Libertonians kicked you away from their borders, it must burn a hole in the brave's hearts. I were sneering and snickering over this, I must admit, but business is asking for a more civilised approach. I am using the moment of rest, this breather in your advance, coming forward with an offer and request all in one. Those following me and those I am following are very interested in starting more closer ties with the Royal Forces. We are no friends with the Libertonians nor the Bretonians and although we are dealing with groups following the deranged drug lords from Malta, our own connections with them do not exist. But least we are wishing for another force shovelling their gunfire down our throats, we are having enough of those around every day at every place we go.
Now, we are not a large or formidable group by any means. Only some people trying their luck with survival in this life fate gave us. You think we can work out a deal? We do have ties and connections all around, perhaps some are providing what you are looking for. But for that you need telling us what you are looking for.
I look forward to hearing your answer.
I cannot come around with your name's pronunciation, I must ask that you accept my apologies for sticking with the more common terms from here on. And before you are asking, and because this question will come up, I got your frequencies from some poor Lane Hacker I beat into submission. He sure does have no future anymore under the Professorship, with him spilling information for no return.
With that said, I am bidding you my most sincere greetings in these a bit darker than usual hours. Times and fate are not always working along with our plans, after all it is change that shifts the makings of life. And is bringing sweet death. And now such a change brought me into your lives. I am going by Medusa Gorgon and my current allegiance are the Liberty Rogues, which does only mean so much in this world of change we are living in. I was hailing from Galicia once, flying that despicable Outcast flag. It sure was a good place for my work, still they are only less than a speck in history, captured by their own delusions of grandeur, ridden with stagnation for centuries now. The Rogues' rats are not that different, only their ruin lies with them lacking likely anything needed for a survival beyond debauchery and sin. Yet they do provide very suitable places for staying unseen and for that I am still with them, though not anymore with the primary pack.
But enough of that, I heard your advance in Bretonia came to a halt and there is word on some unrest up your home turf. All this defeat after the Libertonians kicked you away from their borders, it must burn a hole in the brave's hearts. I were sneering and snickering over this, I must admit, but business is asking for a more civilised approach. I am using the moment of rest, this breather in your advance, coming forward with an offer and request all in one. Those following me and those I am following are very interested in starting more closer ties with the Royal Forces. We are no friends with the Libertonians nor the Bretonians and although we are dealing with groups following the deranged drug lords from Malta, our own connections with them do not exist. But least we are wishing for another force shovelling their gunfire down our throats, we are having enough of those around every day at every place we go.
Now, we are not a large or formidable group by any means. Only some people trying their luck with survival in this life fate gave us. You think we can work out a deal? We do have ties and connections all around, perhaps some are providing what you are looking for. But for that you need telling us what you are looking for.
I look forward to hearing your answer.