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GPCTManifest 
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( The manifest is full of meticulous notes on shipment numbers, dates, and slave names, but the following entries are of particular interest)<BR>
Day 27<BR>
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Business has soared for me ever since I came to Cyrodiil. The Tong was right to set up a slave trade route through the mountains, and the inn is a nice side operation for myself. And my idiot of a brother-in-law has no idea I'm doing all this on his property. Ha! he actually thought I would run away from the Tong. He and his count are a disgrace to the Dunmeri nation!<BR>
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No matter, they'll never find out the truth. Tomorrow night we get our twelfth shipment, and this one is suppose to out do the last three.<BR>
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Day 43<BR>
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We've had a bit of a snag on our last shipment. That fool Ales got drunk at the Newland's Lodge in Cheydinhal while he was supposed to meet with one of our contacts. He got into a fight with some stupid orc and spooked our contact out of Cheydinhal. It will be weeks before any new contacts will come to us again, and the bosses in Morrowind have already sent death threats to us over our failures and carelessness with our cover. They've been rather paranoid and hostile since twelve of the big bosses were found murdered right in their strongholds. Some of the bosses say that Count Indarys is responsible for it, but I can't imagine a weakling like him doing something brutal like that.<BR>
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Any way, I'll still have to reign Ales in for his carelessness. That blasted idiot is supposed to make us rich, not dead. He seems to have forgotten that. Shame he's the son of some bigwig, and needs to be babysitted. Well at least Havren didn't have the guard investigate the incident any further, but I can tell he suspects that our contacts are meeting us in Newland's Lodge. I'll have to talk to him about it when he comes by next week. Maybe I can suggest he's reading to much into the situation. That's the bonus, I suppose, for being one of his close confidants.<BR>
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Day 61<BR>
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Our current shipment consists of twelve Argonians ( six male, six female). One of them has been giving us some trouble. Knows-Too-Much, I think his name is. I'll be sure to send him to one of our necromancer contacts for experimentation. Filthy, thieving Lizard.<BR>
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I'll also need to make note to send word that Ales has been killed on the job. Legion soldiers found him dead on the road, they assumed he was just some bandit. I only hope he burned those instructions I gave him. I shouldn't have had to write him any instructions at all if he wasn't so stupid. No matter though, he's dead now and I suppose his parents will be livid. Though I'm glad I won't be held responsible, since I didn't assign him to this gig.<BR>
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Someone else will have to go to our contact in Cheydinhal. If I can make this next shipment after this one, the bosses may finally give me that promotion I deserve. <BR>
訳文
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（この文書は、奴隷移送の人数、日付、そして奴隷の名前などに関する詳細な記述で埋まっている。しかし、以下の記述が特に目を惹いた）<BR>
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27日目<BR>
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Cyrodiilに渡ってからというものの、とても景気がいい。Cammona TongはValus山脈を通る奴隷取引のルートの確立を進めんとしていた。それにこのGoldern Perch Innの運営は私自身にとっていい副業となった。そして私のまぬけな義理の兄は、自分の地所で何が行われているかを全く知らないときた。ははっ！彼は、私がCammona Tongから逃げ出した身だと信じきっているようだ。彼と伯爵はDunmerの種族の面汚しだ。
