Letters to a Friend

[Vaudin Miir]

Bub,

Hey, kid. Long time no chat. Yeah, I've been outta touch and yeah you do ok for yourself and what not but here's the thing, when you play the long game in this galaxy you gotta know the players. Life is like Sabbaac, kid. Always keep a good shuffler up your sleeve and a good blaster in case you get caught. The game is chance, sport. And the only way to beat chance is to be damned lucky, damned good, or cheat your ass off. I'm headed back out to do some mapping. Nothing like new hyperlanes to get the blood pumping, am I right? Well, keep your head down, bub and never pay for what you can get free.

Vaudin out

P.S. Stay away from the hookers, they always cheat.

[member="Michael Sardun"]

 

[Vaudin Miir]

Jor,

Hey, boss man. Did you get that box of Stri'agra I sent? I know you're getting on in years. How's the second best bush pilot in the galaxy? Anyway, I found this star map. It looks like it goes beyond the galactic edge. Into the black. I think I'll check it out. Don't let the galaxy die while I'm gone. I'm still owed drinks. Take care, Bub.


Vaudin out

P.s. Kiss the wife for me.

[member="Jorus Merrill"]