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181. RE: Grampaw Does You A Favour


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Buz, it’s Grampaw.

Been a while. Wish I could say I was still working through that retirement fund I picked up on Ourinia, but truth is I burned that real quick. The Happy Camper broke down in a big way right after; if I didn’t know my own damn luck, I’d call it sabotage. Everywhere the mechanics looked they found something new - did you know you can get termites in space? I sure didn’t, until I found ‘em nibbling my life support. You get the picture: it’s been a long and painful refit. She ain’t so happy any more, but at least she flies.

Heard the Steeltown gig went south. Sorry about Goober; I genuinely hoped she’d live to buy that lake house she’d set eyes on. But I guess that’s the business we’re all in. I hope it didn’t knock you on your a** too bad. This industry needs us veterans to keep the punks in line.

I also hope you might appreciate a juicy tip. You didn’t hear this from me, but a friend of a friend tells me that ship the Corpies are looking for just passed through Aldemmor, heading towards Aglo. Why? Couldn’t say, but your feathered friends might be able to put two and two together, and I’m sure they’ll thank you, too.

Consider that one on the house; I still owe you for Ourinia. Let’s get a beer some time. - Gramps

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