Holographic pixels bloom into a shaky, distorted image of a man, Director Donlan Thorn, a minister of Heritage in a formal, grey imperial uniform, before the noise on the signal clears enough for the image to give a firm impression of the man. A hard, lined face looks out from the holographic recording, a close-cut salt-and-pepper mustache beneath his nose, and a peculiar, non-regulation set of goggles rest on his brow, ready to be tugged down over his eyes, matched by an air-mask hanging loosely around his neck. He plays with a tumbler of thick, black gooey drink between his gloved hands.
After regarding the holographic recorder for a moment, he speaks in deep, gravelly tones. "As I predicted, the Grist expedition has proved fruitful. I found what I promised you, but the local insurgency grows increasingly aggressive, and threatens to undermine my... our... discovery. But when I move against it, your governor fights me at every turn."
He takes a frustrated drink from his tumbler, and then slams it back on his desk, and leans forward, his deep voice lowering to a growling register. "Worse, I suspect a traitor in our midst. My... our... project is in danger. I need outside help."
And with that, the holographic recording ends.
EDIT: The campaign is now filled. Thank you for everyone who expressed interest!