Outcasts and Collective
|Outcasts and Collective|
Text: To the Outcasts[edit | edit source]
We caught one of your Outcast dogs sniffing around our camp. You want him back? Make it worth our while. Bring a generous donation to the navpoint attached, and we'll see about getting this straightened out. And hurry—we tend to get trigger-happy when we have to wait.
—Your friends in the Collective
Text: To the Collective[edit | edit source]
You should encrypt your information a little better. We got ahold of a juicy bit of info from your emails—bet the Charlatan would like to see what you've been up to. We'll conveniently misplace this data if you make the right offer. What's our silence worth to you? Bring the goods to the navpoint attached.
—Your new Outcast friends
Text: Final Datapad[edit | edit source]
You were right. Both factions fell for the messages. Guess everyone has something to hide, don't they? Just need them to both show up at the navpoint. They'll each think the other is trying to play them, someone will start shooting, and before you know it we have all the loot to ourselves. I just have to find a spot to lay low 'til the bloody part's over.
You and I are gonna be rich, babe. The future looks bright.