The Message
15 Dec 2016Niatra
-Five Weeks Ago-Prince Niatra, with grief we have to tell you that your mother, has just been killed. She was on her way to visit you in LFT 37 when an allegedly federal vessel interdicted the beluga liner she was on and opened fire. Not one passenger was able to be rescued and the wreck was so decimated that rescue teams were unable to retrieve any fragments. There will be a funeral soon, Aisling Duval as well as the Emperor are going to attend.
Fly safe prince!
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We think this was a retaliation strike of a federal agency that was operating under the protection of Zachary Hudson. They would have been working with the terrorist cell of Asja Faheer, so we are unsure how to proceed. Prince we give you full authority and resource access in your further steps. Our next clue lead us to Li Yong Rui
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Niatra was furious. He threw all things of the glass table, his imperial dagger included, drew the dagger of his chest and threw it into the painting hanging on the wall opposite of him. Grumbling he goes to collect his combat gear: A lightweight combat vest with just enough protection to keep a blade from piercing immediately, coloured in absorbing black, a similar coloured combat clothing, skin tight, a mask in the similar fashion and an assault rifle with compact and removable stock for transportation as well as a sidearm with holster and a sniper rifle for long ranged strikes. He placed that below the picture with the dagger in on the chair and stepped back to the desk, picking up the imperial dagger he usually wore around his belt on the way, placing it back in the middle of the table. Swiftly he ordered a few shipments, including ammunition, to the PCV Grasshopper and prepped the ship for launch via his comms panel. A notice arrived at the same moment he closed the link to the flight controller.
It read:
“OO Niatra, we have someone here claiming to be Finn, he wants to see you”