If the drunk ramblings of that CHOAM mercenary can be believed, Bator Dakker has been reassigned to peacekeeping in the Hagga Basin.
I’ve been looking for that bastard for a long time.
The prison transport will make an excellent target. I regret the loss of innocent lives, but they are prisoners, and those poor bastards should thank me for sparing them the indignity of slavery by the Harkonnens. When the patrols arrive to investigate, if Sardaukar protocol holds, I’ll need to lure Dakkar down to the surface.
I’ve even got the perfect place for the ambush in mind – the valley where I lost so many of my troop after the Sardaukar sealed them in. It’s also the place Ariste dreamed about.
Auspicious, if nothing else.

Information leading to the death or capture of ZANTARA, aka “The Lion” will be rewarded with the sum of ONE MILLION SOLARIS.
ZANTARA is THE LAST OF THE FREMEN and is responsible for breaking The Great Convention by the use of NUCLEAR weapons. ZANTARA has also claimed responsibility for the raid on Farragut Depot.
This dastardly outlaw is responsible for the destruction of CHOAM equipment and disrupting the flow of SPICE.
THOUSANDS of innocents have died at his hand. REPORT all sightings.
CAUTION – unless you are a skilled fighter, do not approach ZANTARA directly. Instead use the communinet to contact the local authorities. The Sardaukar will handle all reports and sightings.

Bronso, my beloved son,
Rumor places you on Arrakis, alive and well. The Sisterhood has kept this information from me as best that they can, but I still have friends here.
I spend my days tending the cloister gardens. My abilities go unused and unsharpened, lost to the walls of my velvet prison.
I am the only person to ever emerge from guilt-casting, but I am irrevocably changed.
But what of you, my child? I remember carrying you. Even then, in my womb, I knew you were special. In the days before your coming, you radiated power, and as a child, you and Ariste Atreides achieved things I never thought possible in children your age.
Now you are a grown man. One that I know is a paragon of honor and virtue. The rightful heir to Ix – the entire technological empire – I know that when you return to your people you will rule them honorably and wisely.
Because you are my son, and I love you.
Your mother,
Tessia Vernius