To: Hellfire Legion | From: Natio Octavarium

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Identification: Taskmaster Harold Kane
Affiliation: Natio Octavarium, Fourth Fleet

To: Lord Command Samuel Locklear, Hellfire Legion

Subject: Ah, that's where I begin
Encryption: Immense
Location: Melbourne Station, Tau-44

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Lord Commander,

I suppose a blank slate is better than what I was expecting. One can with much greater ease write glowing recommendations and tales of valour and other fluffy sentiments like that on a blank slate than to balance out an existing tablet of disappointment and frustration.

The Metropolis rests eternal now. The combined Gallic sieges and the critical damage sustained at the Zwickau Massacre broke her back, so to speak. After her final jump, the more sensitive components were packed up and put into various Octavarium ships for storage and transport, including the old Spyglass core. Usable parts of the hull and armour were salvaged as quickly as possible. The rest was incinerated since we aren't big fans of having Spyglass-type dreadnoughts just flying around being repressurized by random organizations. She died doing what she did for years: protecting her people.

We don't spend much time in Commonwealth space, but we may pass through and the Octavarium Mercantile Guild's independent traders may be interested in doing business with Commonwealth stations and organizations. To that end, the Natio is just interested in being on good terms with the Commonwealth and the Legion. I remember at some point in the past one of the interim leaders of the Raiders between Petrucci and myself had done something that he never actually told me the details of that ended up with the Legion taking shots at Raiders assets, and even though he's disappeared and gone -- hopefully forever -- I just wanted to make sure we weren't still on the list of people to point the business end of something marked "FRONT TOWARD ENEMY" at.

Plus, it's been damn near a decade since I've seen the Vespucci system. I kind of miss it.

To the old days.

Regards,
Taskmaster Harold Kane
Fourth Octavarium Fleet

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