RECEIVER ID : Captain Julius Hansen, Pontifical Guard Field Maestre Martín de Alba
SOURCE : Pontifical Palace, Planet Pygar - Omicron Theta System
NCC Minister of Economy and Commerce Monsignor Charles Richelieu
Greetings.
I turn first to Captain Hansen aboard the Atlantis. Please accept my deepest condolences for the loss of your crew, and convey the same condolences to Captain Cucumbell. These men have died trying to fulfill the Sacred Mandate of Deux, at the hands of the Nomad aberrations that seek our extermination, as He shows us. There should be no doubt that right now they have merged with Deux in the infinity of space, and they observe us smiling from the very eyes of Our Lord.
The Ministry will take care of their families, of course, who will immediately be financially compensated. It's a poor consolation, but it's all we can do, within the limitations imposed on us by our own mortality. We will celebrate their lives in the Temple in a great ceremony, and we will bid them farewell with all the honors they deserve.
I have communicated this tragic news to our Field Maestre, and all possible measures are being taken to increase Pontifical Guard patrols in the areas where the attacks occurred. We hope that this will allow us to better protect the transports of our Trade Division.
Regarding the ships, we will send a team of professionals to the wrecks, as you say, to see if it is possible to recover them and put them into operation. They will need major repairs, in any case, but that is better than having to purchase new transports.
I thank you for the speed in communicating this news to me, and I hope that all of you recover soon. We are waiting for you at home.
Deux be with you.
*the man on screen manipulates something on a nearby keyboard, and the image loses signal for a few moments, then stabilizes again*
Well, I've changed the encryption of the message so that from this moment on, this communication cannot be seen by anyone who doesn't have ministerial rank.
I'm now adressing the Field Maestre Martín de Alba. I've to inform you that the shipment with the weapons and ammunition that we requested arrived yesterday in perfect condition.
The contracted company has done an excellent job, both with the specifications of the order and with the transportation, and it seems that they have managed to get it to Pygar without being noticed by hostile elements. We're currently moving the cargo from the temporary warehouses in the planet's mooring fixture, to those the Guard owns in Faith Haven. I estimate that in 3 or 4 hours it will be at your complete disposal so that the training of the new militia can be carried out correctly.