>Incoming Transmission
>Comm ID:Piet Richard
>Encryption Level:High
>Target:Benitez
>Message Transmits:
*a very thickset balding man appears on screen, taking drags from a Cigar. as the screen clears, he taps out the ash, and starts speaking.*
[color=#FFFFFF]Bonjour.
I am sure my accent intrigues you, but what I'm about to say will grab your attention more, I believe. I come here with a business proposition. You are the producers of some very interesting trinkets, Oui? I know that when I got my hands on one of those, that it was business in a rock.
Anyways, before I make any specifics known, I'd like to make sure I have your attention. Communication lines are weak these days.
*He relights the Cigar as the screen turns to black*
>Incoming Transmission
>Comm ID:Piet Richard
>Encryption Level:High
>Target:Benitez
>Message Transmits:
*The thickset balding man is seen again, this time in a bathrobe, drops of water still clinging to his hair.*
[color=#FFFFFF] That was fast.
The proposition is very simple really. You are the controllers of the artifact trade, we are a strong controller of all illegal trade in Gallia. That is a market that interests you, I'm sure. And there is not much need for elaboration. Our transports come, take the artifacts from your worlds at a generous price, and distribute them among the Gallic elite. Simple, is it not? The details can be hammered out, but that's the small of it.
Incoming transmission
Encryption :- High
Comm ID :- Jose Benitez
Location :- Battleship Delos
Target :- Piet Richard
'Ola Senor.
We are always on the lookout for business opportunities and on the face of things this is potentially a very lucrative opportunity. However, we very much need to know more about you and your associates. The Empire has many enemies and few friends and this unfortunate fact has made us very cautious in who it is that we deal with.
Would you be intending to ship goods to the Empire and if so, do you have any thoughts as to what those goods might be?
>Incoming Transmission
>Comm ID:Piet Richard
>Encryption Level:High
>Target:Benitez
>Message Transmits:
*a very thickset balding man appears on screen, taking drags from a Cigar. as the screen clears, he taps out the ash, and starts speaking.*
[color=#FFFFFF]Bonjour.
Friendship is something that is earned through many years of work, tears and blood, at least here, and from what I heard, that holds true for your nation as well. Friendship may come in time, but for now, business.
I represent one of the factions of the organization collectively called the Union Corse. But we're a fragmented sort, each group looking to play their cards their own way. But what is common is the desire for power, recognition, and money.
We operate from Gallia, as you can make out... which opens up interesting opportunities. Gallia is a closed market, for outsiders, but like everywhere, Gallia has an elite class, the Aristocracy. They'll be very interested in the kind of trinkets that you make. Of course, we can bring in several...uhm, exotic products from Gallia. It will be a lucrative trade into a closed market.
I leave the decision in your hands, Monsieur.
*He relights the Cigar as the screen turns to black*
