Source Ident: Reg Dooley, Captain of the Pickaxe, Molly Spatial miner retrofit.
Destination: Bounty Hunter Guildmaster for Bretonia, Stoat; Secretary.
Dear Sir,
There I was popping another rock open in our fields, doing my job you know. Then when the dust clears I'm staring at two Bounty Hunter Battleships and one Bounty Hunter Destroyer, Makos and Threshers respectively I think they're called. So one of them communicates, saying something like there being heads to hunt, and the destroyer goes ahead and nicks my hard earned ore. Straight up swipes the lot with his tractor beam.
Then they start shooting me. Of course, I'm a canny one. I got moving the moment I saw his guns heat up. Dodged a mortar by nothing larger than a whisker.
Now, I'm fairly sure there are no bounties on us folk anymore. Not legal ones anyhow.
The main reason I'm sending this message is so that you're given a headsup before we start scuttling ships.
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I'm sure actions will be taken,but that's up to them.
Your truly,Jack,an everyday normal hunter.