Recipient(s): NeuralNet Node 3.562A Sender: Doppel Location: California, Alcatraz Base
Hemlocke, Clark.
I would like to thank the both of you for that particular comedy routine crossing my desk. It had everything from a three-way build up to reverses with a hint of simple truth hidden in plain sight. I just wish I didn't find this gem in a folder that supposedly contains serious inquiries.
I was considering a visit to Bretonia myself just before this little incident. Switching up my usual method of travel for something smaller and more convenient would have been a pleasant change of pace. Now? I'm glad I put this off. Granted, I won't entirely give up on the idea.
In theory, this could have been just a disgruntled commander doing something considered a chore. This particular person could have had some deep trauma early on, of a rouge stealing their binky at a young age. Who knows. We could go into theory crafting, but I reckon neither of us has as much time as Montes, nor do we want to waste any more precious time on whatever the ***** this was.
With our apparent lack of braincells, I'll ought to get to the point and simply put it bluntly. I might send a rogue I know down there to look around. Get some gold, or get shot, maybe both. Risk free, for the idiot I have selected can always make it out alive. Somehow. Worst case he'll be back inside a taxi service that's less than credible.
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