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From: Lieutenant Kentaurus Toliman, Liberty Navy
To: Liberty Police Inc.
cc: Liberty Navy, Liberty Security Force
Subject: Smugglers
Ladies and gentlemen, If I could direct your attention Hawthorn suspected of smuggling cardimine. As we all know this is a dangerous substance. This ship has been seen on several occasions with it. Intercept him. Until now we haven't gotten a lot of hard evidence. Please see me for more details on his route. I know we're all busy with the rhienlanders and what not, but if we are to succeed abroad, we must be able to succeed on the home front.
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*Slowly Captain Hawthorn closed out the ships computer, taking a long drag off the bottle gracing his right hand as he poured himself into his boots and onto his feet.*
*muttering to self* Bloody Squids, always making my life harder than it needs to be...
*Captain Hawthorn is buffeted by wind as he staggers lackadaisically down the boarding ramp of his ship, the Buxom Lady. The inhabitants of Malta, accustomed to seeing not only the Lady, but Captain Hawthorn in this usual state of inebriation, barely bat an eyelash. Entering the local watering hole, Hawthorn is met by a variety of characters, from those eager to avoid his drunken ire to old Friends and scoundrel peers. Noticing an old friend, Maverick, one of the Outcast's gunboat Captains, Hawthorn pulls up a stool and orders 2 drinks.*
*After a large pull on the newly acquired drink, followed by another one on the previous one from the ship* Quite the eventful day in back space today. Glad to see you and your friends are keeping the ways clear for an honest smuggler like me. From Navy, LSF, Colonial Scum and the other random do gooders; I barely made it here with my life. I've been in this game for a long time; I suppose it was only a matter of time before even the Dimwits at the Squid Think Tank caught onto my actions. Now begs the question...do I go lowkey for awhile, change my identity again or just keep trucking. I've grown fond of being Captain Hawthorn, it's the longest I've been anyone since I was 16 years old and I'm reluctant to let go of him. I guess I will have to just trust my contacts on the inside of the respective lawful branches to keep me and the lads abreast of the blockades and changes to patrol routes.
