Oh... It is on? Right.
I dunno how many ah' you remember me. I'm Ol' Tym the miner who's usually at Reincarnation Outpost. Yeah, I know I don't sound like most ah' you. But that's cos I'm not originally from aroun' here. Got it? None o' that stuff matters anymore, anyway.
Now where was I? Oh yeah. I took me Raba out fer a fly an' brought some more booze an' nibbles back! I know you lot love yer rum, so I brought that this time. No complainin' 'bout the brand or the quality o' it. If'n ya don' like it, yer can go git yer own.
But what struck me as odd? On me way back I didn' see anyone. That's ta say, that there were nae DTR ships in sight aroun' our home. No-one ta greet me and bum some free booze before the lay-aboots we call dockhands filched a bunch.
I get a better result goin' back ta Thira ta visit me wife. At leas' she greets me with a fist ta the face, which is better than what I got here fer comin' in wi' booze an' all. Cannae the lot o' ya even rustle up a patrol ta keep us safe?
Thankfully there were nae enemies neither.
Now, how do ya turn this thing off? Is that one? Or mayb...