[A grainy transmission flicker onscreen, a grim looking Sebiestor at the helm of a Svipul comes into view.]
Greetings Masuat'aa Matari, rumours have reached these distant areas of New Eden of a resurgence... 30-40 man Ushra'Khan fleets... victory in the war zone... new blood in the Ushra'Khan leadership... many new brothers and sisters swarming to join the fight... even raids into Providence...
...I am still sworn to the cause... ready to respond...
...please send word ... of... ...
[The transmission dies.]