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Founder Baldridge.
I received word you are mustering your soldiers to attack me. As a fellow Pyrate, and as a friend prior to our years in Libertallia, I implore you, heed my words:
I know not who sowed the seeds of our current discord, but I am certain: if the civil war continues, everything we have spent our lives working towards shall come to ruin. History will remember us not as pioneers, but fools.
We must put a stop to this conflict, together. Should we join forces, we shall have the strongest alliance on the island. The other Founders will either join us or fall to our superior might.
If you agree, light a candle in your study this evening, and I shall take that as a sign you have come to your senses. If not, remember both Want and England have made attempts on my life, and failed.
Founder Condent
do it stink, do it grip?
is it juicy, do it quake?
do it skibidussy? can it be thrown in a rhombus?
do it spin?