To: Unione Corse, Corsairs

[Lucien Sarti]

FROM: Lucien Sarto
TO:Principal Alfredo Orsini, Pepe Ladron, The Unione Corse, The Corsairs
Subject: Business Opportunity

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Bonjour, Hola!

You know politics bore me, I am a simple humble remover of people (and other things) for money and thrill, however I cannot let Unione Corse and Corsairs alike pass on this très attrayant opportunity!

These generous people who hired my services seem to have come with an offer I just cannot take advantage of - with my alergy to transports. But it would be a shame if Unione Corse didn't take advantage of it.

[] Pepe.Ladron:[TBH]: Senor Noir, if you kill some [REDACTED], I will fill your transport full of Relics. Si?
[] Pepe.Ladron:[TBH]: You do have transports, si?
[] Jaguar-Noir: Oui!
[] Jaguar-Noir: Well not me personally
[] Jaguar-Noir: There are organized Corsicans who would be grateful!
[] Pepe.Ladron:[TBH]: There was a rumor prices for Relics are nice in your lands.
[] Jaguar-Noir: Oui
[] Jaguar-Noir: huge demand!
[] Jaguar-Noir: Mucho money as you say (I think) to be made
[] Pepe.Ladron:[TBH]: I see you are into interstellar business *nods*

Consider this my service to our respective peoples. Maybe with des charges de merde of money The Corsairs will make thanks to Corsican help acting as their intermediary in Gallia they will be able to open a bounty board so I have more thrilling targets to assassiner.

I am a mere messanger getting your respective contacts together - do with them as you wish.

Lucien "Jaguar-Noir" Sarti.

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Click here and ask to join the Sindacatu Corse today!

[Pepe]

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Carrier ID: Pepe "El Comisario" Ladron | Carrier: Scrambled Imperial channel | Description: Good business

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Relics business

Senor Orsini, Senor Sarti... *shows respect*

... so, we finally meet.

I had a pleasure grande to have a small talk to Senor Sarti and there seems to be a mucho more to talk about. He claims to be with no political skills, but there he started what can be good and redacted what can be bad. No skill, hehehe... I already owe him a full load of... our finest good. But, let's not waste our time on listing his real skills here.

We would rather like to check about your interest in smuggling finest Xeno Relics to Gallia. We know demand is high. We are not hostile to Gallic people and would like to keep it that way. My humble organisation trains very agile tomb raiders that work locally instead. In Knossos orbit they can load transports faster than anyone in known space. And I understood you have assets to bring our finest goods to Gallic market.

Are you interested in that? And even better... how much are you willing to pay per a Relic unit?

Think about it, por favor. This is el channel you can find me on.

*he pressed off button with his hairy macho hand. Button cracked and died thinking: What a business talents.*

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[Kherty]

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INCOMING TRANSMISSION

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RECIPIENT: M. Sarti, M. Ladron
SENDER: Principal Alfredo Orsini
LOCATION: "Ajaccio" safehouse, Planet Marseille
ENCRYPTION: Maximum
SUBJECT: RE:Business Opportunity

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Messieurs Sarti, Ladron, bonjour and hola.

Tout d'abord, merci M. Sarti for this opportunity.

En effet, we have the possibility to carry these "goods" in Gallia: therefore, this is obviously a very attractive proposition, and even in the diplomatic world, as we are more than happy to create more friendly ties with the Corsairs.
Consequently, we are interested in this.

And for the price... 3,500/u seems like a good deal, what do you think about it?

I look forward to hearing from you.

Cordialement.

Principal Alfredo Orsini

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TRANSMISSION ENDS

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[Pepe]

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Carrier ID: Pepe "El Comisario" Ladron | Carrier: Scrambled Imperial channel | Description: Good business

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Relics business

El Bonjour, Senor Orsini... *billion credits Latino smile*

... we confirm.

*spits in his hand and moves it upfront for handshaking*


*he pressed off button with his hairy macho hand. Button cracked and died thinking: pheeeeew.*

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[Enkidu]

Taurus Corsairs

Papa Guerrero, D.L.Cabrera. ☦

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Errant Ident: Pope-Errante Dessaglene Linhares Cabrera
Errant Outbound Node: Xenotreasure Galleon Medel y Celedon
Topical Proclamation: Plans for the future.

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Where the bull lows.

Knossian parafractal crystals

You honour us, pilots, for it well-fated that we treat outside of a cockpit, but your conduct inside the flight chair more than spoke for you. You join the valorous few who have quested with the Corsairs in the depths of Outcast space. As of now, you have our attention. Perhaps, soon, you may join the sacred circle of trust.

Business is a consecration - money, a sacrament. You don't need faith to know that.


We Tauri have our own trusteeship; the men of the Bull are - to take the matter by the horns - 'charged' with lifting the veil from these Relics. For what is a 'Relic', if not a fraction of a mystery? Sirius is thirsty for the unknown, as humanity ever was. Prosperity is the antecedent of knowledge - the more you know of a product, the better you can value the service.

To that end, we are at your disposal. For there can be no sacrament without service, Ascere.

We will dispatch a convoy of relics to Monte Carlo; I expect your fences can continue the journey from there. The route is treacherous and crosses stars close to the Maltese's own siren rock. Escorts, should you have them, would be put to use. There is no map more accurate than a native guide, ascere, I would not be a corsair if I deprived you an opportunity to show your bravery.


So, here's my proposition. We'll work together to send a massed shipment to the Monte Carlo distributors. In return, the Corse will share insights into Gallic asteroid base construction - you have centuries of history apart from us, and will likely come up with inventive solutions to the age-old dilemmas of outgassing, pressure-retention, and embrittlement. That data will, in turn, assist our own recovery efforts at Knossos. Any deeper study of the relics will require a resident listening post - to that end, your wisdom may inspire us.

I'll throw in a Sacamantecas, '81 - the molasses in that bottle have seen more stars than I have. That distillate was poured from the sacred glass, smelted from the bead-sands of planet Cork, blasted flat by our antimatter warheads. The Quitoan order believe that the spirit of man, monster, or even the spirits your pour into yourself, best find their origins in fire. You do not drink it as much as it drinks you.

Nos pillamos.