Jorga the Hutt
When life gives you Mandos, make Mando'ade
[member="Darell Irani"]
Mr. Irani,
Don't be alarmed if this letter implies things you wouldn't want revealed. The message protocol's security is unimpeachable.
There once was an angry man who did something rash. He made something wrong of himself, and charted an unpleasant course. He lied to many people in the process. He made mistakes. When he pulled off his magnum opus, nobody cared. A cold shoulder awaited him.
Injured, tired, and most of all unemployed, he turned his mind to other pursuits. Other avenues for achieving the justice or revenge that natural processes had denied him. He realized that, although regimes fade, beliefs never do; they merely find new incarnations. Cut off the head, and three grow back.
But he recognized, also, that every empire wages a long defeat. Even moments of glory and grand achievements carry within them the seeds of decay. And while governments rise and fall, other structures have more potential for lasting influence.
He took stock of his assets. You may be familiar with his designs - some of them, at least. Others were secret, but no less lucrative. And while he'd waged his personal campaigns, the royalties had poured in, half-forgotten. Invested for a future day, because subterfuge and brutality struck our friend as more satisfying uses for his time. But suffice it to say that the man who invented the modern stealth vessel has a credit balance that not even you would disdain.
Naturally, it was not enough for what he sought. Investments here and there couldn't match the order of magnitude required. So he approached others. Souls who'd spent their fury's heat and found a home in a colder and more precise anger. He took, as his partners in crime, a menagerie of experienced, well-heeled businesspeople with unique life experience and connections in the appropriate regions. And together, they turned their attention to an undervalued opportunity.
Attached you will find my cabal's statement of intent to purchase a controlling interest in Iron Crown Enterprises from your conglomerate.
The ensuing document proposed, in broad terms, the following:
85% - The Foundation Trust, a private trust comprising a panel of active and silent investors with portfolios relevant to the proposed business model.
While Rel was not in a position to divulge all names involved, a few would certainly stand out.
Connory.
Ventus.
Merrill.
Beorht.
We believe, Mr. Irani, the letter continued in an attachment to the business model, that ICE's position as the gateway to the Unknown Regions always constituted its greatest strength. Its poor market performance as an independent entity stemmed from trans-Unknown Regions shipping costs, risks, and delays, along with an over-saturated warship market. We believe that ICE's old assets can be turned to more profitable and popular use. The new entity would continue to provide products derived from the unique technologies, species, and opportunities of the Unknown Regions. However, the shipyards would shift focus toward vessels other than capital warships, as well as the development of S-thread booster technology.
Hyperlanes across the galaxy rely on this technology, from the Koros Trunk Line to the Sanctuary Pipeline. It is no exaggeration to say that a single missing S-thread booster would affect interstellar commerce as thoroughly as a single missing vertebra would affect your body. And the crucial point is this, Mr. Irani: all existing S-thread boosters, apart from a few expensive, miniaturized versions, are massive, ancient pieces of technology. Both in terms of increasing operational lifespan of various super-hyperlanes, and in terms of improving upon the basic technology, we believe ICE is uniquely positioned to take advantage of this niche market. The required magnitude of shipyard is available. ICE is deeply familiar with the challenges of hyperspace turbulence due to its work in the Unknown Regions and the challenges of carving the Blood Trail. This familiarity extends to personnel, to technical aptitude, and to appropriate technologies.
All of this, while potentially lucrative, is only one aspect of our proposal. The Foundation Trust has a purpose as secret as the allegiances once discussed on Cato Neimoidia. Civilizations rise and fall, Mr. Irani. Dark Ages have happened before and will happen again. We are determined that something worthwhile, some seed of order, will endure. It is our intention to...
The letter went on. Even after three terms in the Republic Senate and a brief secret stint as a Sith, Rel wasn't totally comfortable going for such florid writing. Nonetheless, the faintest self-mocking edge might predispose Irani to look on it favorably, and that took a little bit of hot air.
Mr. Irani,
Don't be alarmed if this letter implies things you wouldn't want revealed. The message protocol's security is unimpeachable.
There once was an angry man who did something rash. He made something wrong of himself, and charted an unpleasant course. He lied to many people in the process. He made mistakes. When he pulled off his magnum opus, nobody cared. A cold shoulder awaited him.
Injured, tired, and most of all unemployed, he turned his mind to other pursuits. Other avenues for achieving the justice or revenge that natural processes had denied him. He realized that, although regimes fade, beliefs never do; they merely find new incarnations. Cut off the head, and three grow back.
But he recognized, also, that every empire wages a long defeat. Even moments of glory and grand achievements carry within them the seeds of decay. And while governments rise and fall, other structures have more potential for lasting influence.
He took stock of his assets. You may be familiar with his designs - some of them, at least. Others were secret, but no less lucrative. And while he'd waged his personal campaigns, the royalties had poured in, half-forgotten. Invested for a future day, because subterfuge and brutality struck our friend as more satisfying uses for his time. But suffice it to say that the man who invented the modern stealth vessel has a credit balance that not even you would disdain.
Naturally, it was not enough for what he sought. Investments here and there couldn't match the order of magnitude required. So he approached others. Souls who'd spent their fury's heat and found a home in a colder and more precise anger. He took, as his partners in crime, a menagerie of experienced, well-heeled businesspeople with unique life experience and connections in the appropriate regions. And together, they turned their attention to an undervalued opportunity.
Attached you will find my cabal's statement of intent to purchase a controlling interest in Iron Crown Enterprises from your conglomerate.
The ensuing document proposed, in broad terms, the following:
- That all the assets once pertaining to ICE be spun off into a single corporate entity again, separate from Irani's conglomerate. These assets to include the shipyards of Annaj, Rakata Beta, and Lwhekk, the unfinished Blood Trail hyperlane, the mining and refining properties adjacent to 244Core, and appropriate vessels and sentient resources in a phased plan, along with all other assets and locations previously belonging to ICE.
- That the new corporate entity be established with a new valuation, a stock platform, and an eventual public offering derived from the purchased portion of stock.
- That the new entity be separated from all liabilities related to ICE's past as a parastatal for the Fringe Confederation.
- That the new entity be re-branded according to the attached business model.
- That 100% of the new entity's newly created stock be divided as follows:
85% - The Foundation Trust, a private trust comprising a panel of active and silent investors with portfolios relevant to the proposed business model.
While Rel was not in a position to divulge all names involved, a few would certainly stand out.
Connory.
Ventus.
Merrill.
Beorht.
We believe, Mr. Irani, the letter continued in an attachment to the business model, that ICE's position as the gateway to the Unknown Regions always constituted its greatest strength. Its poor market performance as an independent entity stemmed from trans-Unknown Regions shipping costs, risks, and delays, along with an over-saturated warship market. We believe that ICE's old assets can be turned to more profitable and popular use. The new entity would continue to provide products derived from the unique technologies, species, and opportunities of the Unknown Regions. However, the shipyards would shift focus toward vessels other than capital warships, as well as the development of S-thread booster technology.
Hyperlanes across the galaxy rely on this technology, from the Koros Trunk Line to the Sanctuary Pipeline. It is no exaggeration to say that a single missing S-thread booster would affect interstellar commerce as thoroughly as a single missing vertebra would affect your body. And the crucial point is this, Mr. Irani: all existing S-thread boosters, apart from a few expensive, miniaturized versions, are massive, ancient pieces of technology. Both in terms of increasing operational lifespan of various super-hyperlanes, and in terms of improving upon the basic technology, we believe ICE is uniquely positioned to take advantage of this niche market. The required magnitude of shipyard is available. ICE is deeply familiar with the challenges of hyperspace turbulence due to its work in the Unknown Regions and the challenges of carving the Blood Trail. This familiarity extends to personnel, to technical aptitude, and to appropriate technologies.
All of this, while potentially lucrative, is only one aspect of our proposal. The Foundation Trust has a purpose as secret as the allegiances once discussed on Cato Neimoidia. Civilizations rise and fall, Mr. Irani. Dark Ages have happened before and will happen again. We are determined that something worthwhile, some seed of order, will endure. It is our intention to...
The letter went on. Even after three terms in the Republic Senate and a brief secret stint as a Sith, Rel wasn't totally comfortable going for such florid writing. Nonetheless, the faintest self-mocking edge might predispose Irani to look on it favorably, and that took a little bit of hot air.