How goes it my friend? I hope this letter finds you in good health and busy as always. I am writing you to encourage an increase your production. More slaves are required. As usual you will be well compensated for the merchandise. Reports have been that the slaves previously provided have been quite industrious. Continue the efforts, just double the output. I doubt you will have much trouble; The Empire is preoccupied with other things at the moment. The ship for pickup will be at the rendezvous point as usual. Until our paths cross again you dirty piece of filth.
This mission is of the utmost importance. I am asking you to do what you do best, kill. Your target is a difficult one, one with royal blood, King Acre of the Sah’ra. I do not care how he dies; only that he dies. You must not fail me; I am counting on you to strike the first blow. Your service will be rewarded. Here are 50 gold pieces for you to buy equipment. You will receive 500 upon the completion of the deed. After you have killed the King one of my agents will track you down and make sure you make it back to the islands safely and are paid.
Stavos, the islands and I are counting on you, do not let us down. Happy hunting.
The men you are to kill are the ones I talked to at the table. There are four of them. Three are from the Empire and the one is Medici’s son. Our spies are confident that these are the men who killed our assassins at Centerpoint. They need to die for their intrusion into our affairs. I set them up for you, they will be making their way down to my dock, and they believe I have cargo for them. You know which roads to watch, just kill them quietly. I will pay you 100 gold pieces for each of their deaths; get the job done, no loose ends.
PS – If you are worried about killing the son of Medici don’t be. His father is but a pawn. Marco, his son, is not even that. They are expendable.