'Ey there. 'M gonna cut straight to the point here. 'M the new top dog for the Xeno Alliance. Our groups have had a nice relationship, an' recently that's been a bit faded. 'M lookin' to change that. Ya have nice shipyards, an' we don't. We need a tall order of Pirate Transports made, recently stolen an' damaged ships bein' held fast by lots 'o duct-tape ain't cuttin' it.

We need 20 'o dem fancy ships made (// 3) well so we don't need to patch it up wit' duct-tape everyday. In return I can offer ya what little money we 'ave, this's an' investment ya could say. If ya feelin' open t'talks, I can offer ya somethin' else along with some cash money.

The cargo we steal, we ain't got the resources to sell it proper. We have t'end up sellin' it on the black market, an' them filthy Rogues, Hackers and Junkies end up pullin' a profit on it. I'll offer ya weekly shipments of a portion 'o these goods to a station ya want. The range's huge, anythin' we don't need fo' our survival gets tossed up on the black market. We'd take either cash for this or things we need; food, repair supplies, booze.

Let me know what ya think.

Afternoon. Money's sent, on the subject of where t'drop 'em, I've set our defense turrets to allow ya in Alabama, but not past 'em. I ask that ya moor up the ships to the defense platforms an' let us board and take it over, due t'the massive amount of ships an' whatnot. We'll provide ya some basic shuttles to get home with. (// Park 'em on Ames in Kepler.)

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