To The Crown, the BAF and Fleet Admiral Ralston

[Eichann Rush]

Words are weapons, sah, something someone in a position of yer importance should understand.
Recently a compatriot was attacked, a miner, by another of these foolish Hunters, near Arranmore, and ai hae no doubt many other reports of Hunter attacks shall roll in.
You, sah, placed your hand an' seal on the Dublin Protocol, an now ye have hired half-wit thugs tae attack my people without riskin' yer own hide.
Ye hae lied to the Council, and tae the Guild, and tae yer own soldiers.
The remenants of the Hunter's ship has been stuck tae a cruise missile, and lobbed at the Essex.
Trusting the resulting explosion is sufficiently clear,
Eichann Rush, Grandmaster of the Old Guard

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