To: Mollys From: BMM

[Arioch]

*She nods with a stern face*

T' whoever you are,

I must say I am surprised that one of you would contact us with such a notion of peace and a cease-fire. Either you are very foolish or you have no idea with what you speak lad.

Assuming ta later, though I still think you are both, allow me t' inform you as t' why your request will be denied outright. A little history lesson if you will:

Dublin was discovered around 744 A.S., at which point many people from across ta systems of bretonia an' even Sirius came to mine ta gold here, effectively creating a "gold rush". With that, Bretonian Mining an' Manufacturing, or BMM, established Graves Station as a center point for minin'. As people flocked more an' more, wages paid out were cut substantially. As such, many who came t' start a life here were not paid an' stuck. Because of this, your vile greedy masters in ta BMM exploited these people an' families, mistreatin' ta workers an' payin' them hardly anythin', knowin' that these poor sods had no choice but to work for BMM.

Because of that, ta people fought back against ya. That day is known as ta Founders Day Revolt, which began in 752 A.S. Ta overworked an' underpaid workers took control of ta stations, killed ta BMM bastards who controlled 'em, an' claimed ta mining vessels as their own. Now, ya'd think that members of ta BMM an' even their masters in ta BAF would negotiate an' try and settle with ta miners for fair pay and hospitable work conditions. Ya'd be wrong lad. They came t' Dublin in force, destroyed a mining vessel full on innocents, an' chased ta others into a mine field. After that, ta miners of Dublin declared their independence an' began fightin' ta oppressors t' claim Dublin back t' ta free peoples. Thus those free men an' woman became what you know now as ta Mollys.

So now that ta history lessen is over, I would expect you t' see that you request for us t' do nothin' when we see ya in OUR system, minin' our gold, is foolish an' will never happen.

But, I'll make ya a deal. You abandon Graves station, an' agree t' never enter Dublin space again, then maybe I'll see about not killin' any foul BMM lackey I encounter. Until that happens though lad, I will not stop. We Mollys will never stop huntin' you down like ta cowards an' oppressors you were an' are. You robbed us of our way of life an' exploited us. In return, we will rob you of your life an' rip your cold, beatin' hearts from your chest an' send it back t' your masters as an example.

In case I wasn't clear enough lad, let me make it as simple as a I can for a sod like you:

NO

*She smiles, flips the camera off, and turns around*

Sadhbh McCool
Governor
[M]olly Council

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