Townies and Dutch Ghostrijder

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: : : : Dear Dutch Trader,

: : : : We can applaud the illusion of civilization and peace. It will serve us well. A toast to Mohicanland's sleepiness!

: : : : E. Lane
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: : :  I raise my glass with you E. Lane for we have truely lulled them into this false peacefullness. Now that we have them where we want them , we must meet to plan our next move.
: : :  Good to hear from you Dutchie. I thought you had fallen asleep with the Townies.

: : : French Trader

: : Cher Ami and partners,

: : Sleep? No not for the wicked. I have been very busy negotiating a "accord" with the ghostly Flying Dutchman. I intended to round off talks sooner, but he, being a ghost and living on a ghost ship, turned out to be hard to find. Nevertheless, he has agreed to sail up on the river and create mass hysteria in Mohicanland on D-Day. All it will cost us is 6 bottles of brandy and two eggs of the Icelandic three toed amoebe.

: : On a different note, I have managed to secure the shipment of Belgian chocolats for your wife. Expect them to arrive soon.

: : Sincerely,
: : The Dutch Trader

: Cher Dutch and French Traders,

: Yes, we will meet again soon. There are many plans to finalize.
: So, the Gostrijder has agreed to terrorize the Mohicanland citizenry ... and for only 6 bottles of Brandy and the rare three-whiskered, three-toed Icelandic Amoeba eggs?! We may have to kill a few Environmental Perfectionist Agents, but do sign the agreement! The Van Rensselears and Van Winkles are going to love this!

: Oh, about that Belgian chocolate ...

: E. Lane


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