To: Mollys / From: TAZ

[Blodwyn O'Driscoll]

Dia duit, Ser Skrypto,

Fer shure, oy do have a quoite common hair color fer a Dubliner... Un' oy do hope dhis ain't a problem fer ye folks, aye ?
So, dey won't be any problems deleverin' dhe amount ye wanted, e'en oif oy hoped fer a bedder proice, nae dhat much, mussay, sumtin' loike 250 000 more den d'current proice per unit.
Would dhat be an issue ?

Anyhow ...

Ah .. almost forgot, ye've been dealin' wid oos in d'past, so oy guess ye alreaday know what ye , Mollys, expect frem people we're workin' widh , aye ?
So lemme remoind ye : ye're expectin' ye nae tae deal widh aour enemies, loike d'sars, d'Brets un' so on... Un' o'course oif ye'd be caught doin' so , nae only d'current deal 'd be broken but we moight aswell be willin' tae take care o' doses who betrayed oos.

Naow tin' be clear fer all.



So yer shipment will be on d'way tae yer Brunswick Shrine installation, very soon. T'was noice talkin' widh ye, ser Skripto.

* She waves her hand *

See ye in Baffin, laddie.


Slán agat !

-Transmission Terminated-

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That is the crux of the matter.
If you aid us, and you aid them, you are the enemy.
If you do not aid them, you are worthless outside of extortion potential.
If you aid us, you will be treated with respect.

Colin H. Breen, of the Molly Republic