The Senior Staff has seen fit to contact you gentlemen directly. To be honest, we've judged this to be worthwhile, you're dealing with a real person and notColossus. To business.
Senior Staff wold like to inquire as to your, ah, family business's receptiveness to products of Crete on your Port. We've already made a point of trying to empty your storage of the Scrap you have procured, but we have no goods for the return trip for your family to sell off to the good people of Liberty locally.
Our supply station in Omicron Delta is serving decently as a hyperspatial conduit straight to the heart of Liberty, but in the interest of shaving a few minutes off our clocks, we are interested in one of your brothers, nephews, or cousins having a job hauling the Artifacts, Xeno Relics, and Assorted Nomad Remains we are can arrange to be brought in under the Navy's noses.
So what say you? Scrap for trinkets? I await your answer.
Loading heading... From: Anthony Reys, head of family Reys To: Kemmer Senior Staff Re: Port Reys Agreement
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Greetings with respect lady Brooks, our family some time thinked about your offer, and we decide provide 20.000 of our cargo space for Xeno Relics. Say your price.
We are pleased. The League will, of course, be moving one of our merchant carriers to your location with a standard Hyperspace Survey Module, so do not be alarmed at the sight of a big Bustard at your front door.