Sargon Vynea
Spencer's guard unicorn
Optio Sargon decided he was simply in for a long boring trip from the start. He'd been ordered to escort a science mission to Riflor. Apparently it was a rich mining world but due to its location directly in-between the Fringe and Omega Pyre's claimed territory. Sargon wouldn't even pretend to be up to day or care about politics but he supposed it was something he should become aware of. Either way Riflor was located in a trinary system and its gravitational pull had been increasingly thrown off.
As such a light cruiser was being sent out with a ridiculous amount of sensors and whatever else scientist used to do some measuring or some such nonsense. Sargon's reformed company had been assigned to keep the scientist and their expensive equipment safe. The new commander Centurion Tigon was from the old company as well and so Sargon had faith that they would again be a force to be reckoned with. Of course what force they would met on this planet was questionable.
Intelligence had shown a few 'rogue' mining operations possibly pirate in nature. They were however out of range of the where the prefab science facility was set to be placed and therefor off limits. He supposed he could hope they'd attack the science facility but he highly doubted they would be gutsy enough to attack an armed base. The wouldn't have the cover of the cruiser though evidently this close to Omega territory it was more diplomatic to keep a small footprint.
They'd arrive exactly ninety days later to pick up the bade and guard and bring them back into to Fringe territory. It was going to be a long tour on the backside of a dead planet. Apparently it was a necessity though something about the gravitational effects knowledge could be used in making better ships. More words he just simply didn't understand. Luckily the prefab base had been modulated from a military one so at least it had all the necessary defenses and a gym.
Either way it simply didn't matter he was here and the whistle had sounded letting the crew know they were about to exit from hyperspace. At least he'd brought a few credits with him, some Sabacc might do him good.
@[member="Basaba Willamina"]
As such a light cruiser was being sent out with a ridiculous amount of sensors and whatever else scientist used to do some measuring or some such nonsense. Sargon's reformed company had been assigned to keep the scientist and their expensive equipment safe. The new commander Centurion Tigon was from the old company as well and so Sargon had faith that they would again be a force to be reckoned with. Of course what force they would met on this planet was questionable.
Intelligence had shown a few 'rogue' mining operations possibly pirate in nature. They were however out of range of the where the prefab science facility was set to be placed and therefor off limits. He supposed he could hope they'd attack the science facility but he highly doubted they would be gutsy enough to attack an armed base. The wouldn't have the cover of the cruiser though evidently this close to Omega territory it was more diplomatic to keep a small footprint.
They'd arrive exactly ninety days later to pick up the bade and guard and bring them back into to Fringe territory. It was going to be a long tour on the backside of a dead planet. Apparently it was a necessity though something about the gravitational effects knowledge could be used in making better ships. More words he just simply didn't understand. Luckily the prefab base had been modulated from a military one so at least it had all the necessary defenses and a gym.
Either way it simply didn't matter he was here and the whistle had sounded letting the crew know they were about to exit from hyperspace. At least he'd brought a few credits with him, some Sabacc might do him good.
@[member="Basaba Willamina"]