Only thing I don't want in gold is my sandwiches. 10,000,000 credits otherwise. Thanks.
I love Dublin,
~John Mackinac
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[8:32:45 PM] Dusty Lens: Oh no, let me get that. Hello? Oh it's my grandma. She says to be roleplay.
[12:49:19 AM] Elgatodiablo: You know its nice that you have all that proof and all, Bacon... but I just don't believe you.
Rightyho.
This contract has been fulfilled, an', as the Old Guard currently dae nae have the resources fer another round of bretonian killing, will nae be renewed immediately.
Ye hae 24 hours tae post any last minute claims, an then the remaining balance will be paid out.
Once the Old Guard hae again accrued a significant balance, we will renew the contract, but uh....
we're bloody broke, and we hae jus' enough tae cover wha' we owe ye now an then a bit.
Unless, o course, yer willin' tae renegotiate an' lower the payout.
Loike i said, yer breakin the bank.
Breakin it.
But anyways ,ye should be proud. 44 kills in a week?
We shall definitely be usin' yer services in the future, once we ain't flat broke.
Oh, an' as fer dockin' on the Arranmore.
The Council is discussin' it, but ye hae our vote fer aye.
[font=Garamond]Great rippin' inta 'em, Reavers. Ye doin' it right, an' y' pay gonna show it. Nah' ye might wonderin', whats a lass o' th' likes o' me sendin' ye a message on yer bounty channel? Well, n' get little ol' me t' get ye paid this time. S' now, [color=red]th' contract is suspended 'till new details get worked in. Any timestamped bounties 'fore this postin' are still valid n' will be paid. Like Rush said.
An' a personal thanks, lads. Seein' 'em lads in balls o' fire gone and makes me wish a fleet were ours t' lay into 'em like that. Th' bank can't keep up, by God, but that's th' way t' make 'em hurt.
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Well, we can't lie and say we didn't have fun in the process. We even managed to stir 'ol Lazuli out of his stupor and he's been down on his ass since he was shut out of Arranmore.
Next time around that you gents, and lass, feel like stirring up some trouble give us a shout. We can work out the contract details and get back to business. In the meantime we'll be trying to spend ourselves broke again just as quick as your barman can pour it out of the bottle.