Greetings, Raiders.
[p align="start"]The Neterunian Empire continues its [b]galactic expansion[/b]… and this time it has decided to open its gates to you as well, no matter which sector you come from or which language you think in.[/p][p align="start"]From territories that have just received their own localization to regions already under imperial control, Neterunian now speaks to new Raiders [b]directly in their mother tongue[/b]: orders, whispered threats and promises of glory will reach you with no need for translation.[/p][p align="start"][/p][p align="start"]This offer is dedicated to all those who wish to [b]migrate permanently under the banner of the Empire[/b]:[/p][p align="start"]new recruits, lost veterans, repentant deserters, soldiers on leave and even inmates looking for a new… form of detention.[/p][p align="start"][/p][p align="start"]Neterunian does not judge:[/p][p align="start"][/p]it welcomes you as [b]conscripts[/b] ready to serve;
it watches you as [b]inmates on supervised release[/b], left to wander between systems;
it commands you as [b]assault troops[/b], always one order away from being sent where the darkness is thickest.
[b]???? Outside the cage: more freedom, more terror[/b]
[p align="start"][/p][p align="start"][/p][p align="start"]This promotion also celebrates a change of perspective for our [b]dearest inmates in Limbo[/b].[/p][p align="start"]Once locked inside cages of [b]energy beams[/b] and [i]“routine”[/i], today you can learn what “open air” truly means within the Neterunian Empire:[/p][p align="start"][/p]fewer visible bars,
more dark corridors,
more industrial recesses to get lost in,
more corners from which something might be watching you… or attacking you.
