Sender: Emilie-Sophie de Belmond. Recipient: Pierre Vaillant.
Hello, Pierre, my old friend.
It has been a while since i retired from the Marine Royale, and since we have last talked.
But there's that glorious combat past that connects us both, and i respect that past. So do you, i hope.
Most of the time since the retirement i have spent in my venerable Lynx, fighting the various odds behind the front lines - trust me, there is no less enemies of Gallia inside of our glorious House. However, it turned out that the secondary fleet is terribly understaffed in terms of qualified engineers, and there's barely anyone capable of keeping my fighter up and running, and i myself just not too much of an engineer to patch up all the bruises she suffered.
I believe you could help me with that and comission a single engineer from Issoudun to be a valuable addition to my team of loyal Chevaliers de Gallia.
I hope i can count on your help with this minor issue - before it turns into a major trouble.
~Emilie-Sophie de Belmond.
Transmission Terminée
Peace, being the distant dream it is, comes inevitably, and goes hand in hand with justice.
Cursed be the war.
Sender: Commandant Pierre Vaillant Recipient: Emilie-Sophie de Belmond. Subject: Engineer.
Emilie-Sophie,
I was worried at first about your departure of the Marine Royale, but I am glad to see that you're still alive, my friend.
I am really surprised of your request. Well of course I can find a qualified engineer on Issodum. The RNS-Sombre Destin needs some minor repairs. The battles were hard in Leeds and New London today but we managed to win.
I am setting course on Issodum and try to find an engineer. I will contact you once this done. Oh by the way, I wish you good luck with the Chevaliers de Gallia.
Sincèrement
Marine Royale Gauloise, Commandant Pierre Vaillant.
Sender: Emilie-Sophie de Belmond. Recipient: Pierre Vaillant.
Pierre.
I greatly appreciate your sentiment and help with providing me with necessary personnel to further the glory of our House. Send the engineer to North York Moors rurals, exact coordinates are 53 degrees north latitude and 112'7 degrees east longtitude, i have been there in support of our ground forces advantage, and will depart as soon as the person you're directing to me arrives and comes at my disposal. The area is safe, so there will be no risk if she comes alone, and that's what i'd suggest.
I heard that the Marine Royale is now making final preparations for a final push in New London, and i wish you the best of luck in finally breaking Bretonia's spine.
Vive le Gallia!
~Emilie-Sophie de Belmond.
Transmission Terminée
Peace, being the distant dream it is, comes inevitably, and goes hand in hand with justice.
Cursed be the war.
Sender: Emilie-Sophie de Belmond. Recipient: Pierre Vaillant.
Pierre.
The last battle gained momentum, and there is no turning back. We have at stake as much as our opponents.
I only regret that in the days of the peak of the glory of our House - circumstances do not allow me to join you on the front line, just like before. I have my own battle to fight, and i will fight it valienty and with honor.
Make sure you follow those principles until the final minute of this battle.
Make sure you live to see the sunrise of the upcoming day, and your opponents will find their graves in the cold space of New London.
~Emilie-Sophie de Belmond.
Transmission Terminée
Peace, being the distant dream it is, comes inevitably, and goes hand in hand with justice.
Cursed be the war.
Sender: Commandant Pierre Vaillant Recipient: Emilie-Sophie de Belmond. Subject: Engineer.
Emilie-Sophie,
I was already preparing this reply while I saw your last message. I went on Issodum and found the engineers. They are qualified you can trust them in their capacities. With the aid of a little shuttle, they have been sent to the exact coordinates you communicated: North York Moors rurals, exact coordinates are 53 degrees north latitude and 112'7 degrees east longtitude. Now I hope you will find something interesting for them. It is not of my concern anymore.
Regarding the battle, ouais, there is no turning back to take your words. This battle is rather the final the great orchestra that staged Gallia’s defeat for posterity. I don't know where our Roi is, nor his thought. But I am afraid all our actions were doomed fron the start. I don't know how many of us are going to die. I hope we only could flee our destiny. A world will collapse soon.
We'll meet again once all this madness done, I wish it.
Sincèrement
Marine Royale Gauloise, Commandant Pierre Vaillant.
Sender: Commandant Pierre Vaillant Recipient: Emilie-Sophie de Belmond. Subject: Situation
Emilie-Sophie,
I survived this hell in New London. As you may know, it was terrible. But I am still alive, hopefully. I managed to save the Dax but not much more.
And now there is Leeds. We are preparing the evacuation of the system as I am afraid we won't be able to hold it. What's happening to the planet is a tragedy we can't stop the destiny. I still remain Royalist. I can't imagine Gallia falling into a Republique whatever its form.
Also, it seems like Chanteloup is no more. I don't know exactly what happened but I guess she will face her fate soon enough.
A last thing. I met a Zoner named John Silverstone in Aquitaine recently. I don't know why he is so interested to you, but he told me to that he is says you "Hello".
Sincèrement
Marine Royale Gauloise, Commandant Pierre Vaillant.
Sender: Emilie-Sophie de Belmond. Recipient: Pierre Vaillant.
Pierre.
It is good to see you alive and well after all the chaos in New London.
I have made it out of Leeds alive shortly before... this have started. Rumors were lingering among the soldiers that Charles have left New Paris and that the Council fleets are knocking on our doors now. Not sure for how long will we be able to prolong the inevitable...
... Pierre. They are scorching Leeds. Our soldiers and citizens alike are dying. They have never signed up for this, and i hold Chanteloup responsible for this - it seems that she lost her mind after the crushing defeat, and gave such a ridiculous order. I am going to bestow the judgement upon her with my own hands, as this is going against every law of the war time, and is the worst crime to commit against Gallia and it's people.
So, if you know anything about her whereabouts - let me know.
If you value your life - do not try to protect her, anyone trying this will sign his death warrant.
As for John... he's a person from my past. Haven't seen him in a while, but it's good to know he's still kicking.
Who is leading the Marine Royale now, then?
~Emilie-Sophie de Belmond.
Transmission Terminée
Peace, being the distant dream it is, comes inevitably, and goes hand in hand with justice.
Cursed be the war.
Sender: Commandant Pierre Vaillant Recipient: Emilie-Sophie de Belmond. Subject: Situation
Emilie-Sophie,
Sadly, we can't do anything now for our house. Now the only matter is to safe my men and our soldiers. We started the evacuation of our forces for the Hébrides, and especially in Aquitaine. My priority are our last two remaining battlegroups, the Dax and the Montmorency.
Chanteloup...To tell you the truth, it has been quite a long time since I don't trust her anymore. She's one of the responsibles of this disaster. She's pehraps, I don't know yet though, the one who ordered the Leeds genocide. I saw you are plenty aware fo that. I don't know where she is at the current time...but I know where I could find her...The Sombre Destin is ready to destroy the Téméraire if necessary.
Now the Marine is leaded by the Amiral Guillory. A competent man, I trust him. But I don't know if he would defend Gallia from the Révolution. However, the Leeds Front is completely cut off from our communication center in Gallia. The Contre-Amiral Clément is organizing our forces in Leeds.
I will make sure to have more informations about Chanteloup.
Sincèrement
Marine Royale Gauloise, Commandant Pierre Vaillant.
Sender: Emilie-Sophie de Belmond. Recipient: Pierre Vaillant.
Pierre.
If you get your hands on Chanteloup first - spare her, so i would get a chance to bestow the judgement upon her personally.
I hope you understand that there's no other way to amend for her crime, and it will be better if the blood of the former Amiral De Gaulle will stay on my hands.
Will be rather fitting for my new allegiance.
~Emilie-Sophie de Belmond.
Transmission Terminée
Peace, being the distant dream it is, comes inevitably, and goes hand in hand with justice.
Cursed be the war.
Sender: Emilie-Sophie de Belmont. Recipient: Pierre Vaillant.
Pierre, Pierre, Pierre...
...it appears that you've managed to preserve your fancy position despite the odds and unrest that Gallia have gone - and is still going through, granted i've seen the Council kickoffs having the guts to show up around Avallon junction. The crud's allowed to waddle around so freely on your watch? I'm confused and annoyed.
We must make a move against the tide of those insurgents, and clip their wings.
The dirt should know their place, and it's clear they've forgotten where it belongs.
Contact me on short notice or visit me personally, i'm running training and evaluation drills for Richelieu and her crew on Avallon. She should be ready for the maiden voyage by the time the plan's devised.
~Emilie-Sophie de Belmond.
Transmission Terminée
Peace, being the distant dream it is, comes inevitably, and goes hand in hand with justice.
Cursed be the war.