Lane Hackers, your name has long to befall my tounge. Rumors of your work truely is... astounding. And now your name has be brought to the forfront of my thought once again.
I Rorry, leader of the Renegades, come bearing gifts, in hope of a favor in return. As you probably know, we share some of the same allies, from them you may find our reputation to be of your liking. But no one can trust a man based on the opinion of mere friends, am I not correct? So allow me to be blunt...
We see no intent to ever harm you or your works, but the Renegades are not looking for another ally. We are here for a buisness proposal, and this is our side of the offer: Information.
I do not know how much you know of me, but for a time I was under the captivity of the Liberty Security Force, the reason for this was to pressure my men into violent angagments with the Rheinland forces from within. I have since escaped... But not without some valuble informaiton. It was not a simple task, but with time I was able to copy 2 encrypted files from the LSF directory...
The details of these files elude a man such as myself, the encryption is above the decoding level of even my brother, Alan Write. Now I wish to give them to you, the experts in such things. But this is not all I come bering...
I am sure you have heard tales, if not come across detailed information, of the Gallic forces in the far reaches of space. These "Royalists" have began dealings with the people of Sirius, and my assets have found such proof. The group known as the Omicron Supply Industry is under contract with them, and I am willing to throw in the proof of such a claim as well.
This is my offer, in representation of the Renegades. If you wish to become the holder of what I have to offer, simply tell me, and I will proceed with what the Renegades would like in return...