The Marked One
"Do not be afraid of the unknown" the female calm voice echoed in her head, as she looked outside the reinforced transparisteel window of the deck. The detailed, plant-like gold sculptures along and around the frames embraced the view, as her eyes looked beyond. "We arrived in Roon, Lady" the voice of the cloaked female figure spoke from the chamber's dark depth. there were no lights in it. Only the vague dim blaze of the flickering torch-fire, dancing in a harmonious manner over the spiked iron pit. The heavy chandelier hang under the ceiling, seemingly unused for a long time. She preffered the dark. It felt to her as if she was just a step closer to home. Regardless the masterful craftsmanship and effort put to the high, marble-covered walls and the wooden furnature that filled the chamber of the ship, even then
Kirki Alcademon
preffered the comfort of the dark. Especially now, so far away from home.
"Send transmission to the planet. Let them know of our intentions" Kirki intoned in a soft low voice, as if her thoughts were lost far away, in the wide spread uncharted, to her, cosmos she brought herself to. It was not an easy task, reaching a system like Roon's. Especially for a foreigner, such as Kirki, so far away from all what was known to her, navigating through the Manda-Roon Merchant Route was conceived as a challenge to her trust and determination. Alas, it appears that now, finally seeing the system could be an omen of success...
The frigate slowly slides through the cold of the void, making her way to the distant planet, making no effort to hide herself from the eyes of the scanners and ships sailing across the nearby region...
Soon after, as the frigate draws closer to Roon's orbit, a transmission would be released towards several main frequencies... An audio message, with no holoprojection accompanying it.
"This is Kirki Alcademon , of Alcademon Hegenika, mistress of the Star Seeker. We come in peace, seeking friends and looking to trade the goods carried by our freighters from the Galactic West!"
The Star Seeker approaches Roon's orbit, entering the La Grange point, where the roaring engines halt, allowing the vessel's momentum to push her around the planet underneath. A smaller craft is soon after launched from the Star Seeker's docks. Her wings long and sharp, covered in silver-coloured paint. The craft shall sail down the planet's atmosphere.
( Credit )
Word spreads across Roon that the Athysian traders have made landing in Nunurra's starport, seeking to exchange large quantities of goods, while also seem rather interested in hyperlane charts of the region.
Aayla Shan
Aloy Vizsla
"Send transmission to the planet. Let them know of our intentions" Kirki intoned in a soft low voice, as if her thoughts were lost far away, in the wide spread uncharted, to her, cosmos she brought herself to. It was not an easy task, reaching a system like Roon's. Especially for a foreigner, such as Kirki, so far away from all what was known to her, navigating through the Manda-Roon Merchant Route was conceived as a challenge to her trust and determination. Alas, it appears that now, finally seeing the system could be an omen of success...
The frigate slowly slides through the cold of the void, making her way to the distant planet, making no effort to hide herself from the eyes of the scanners and ships sailing across the nearby region...
Soon after, as the frigate draws closer to Roon's orbit, a transmission would be released towards several main frequencies... An audio message, with no holoprojection accompanying it.
"This is Kirki Alcademon , of Alcademon Hegenika, mistress of the Star Seeker. We come in peace, seeking friends and looking to trade the goods carried by our freighters from the Galactic West!"
The Star Seeker approaches Roon's orbit, entering the La Grange point, where the roaring engines halt, allowing the vessel's momentum to push her around the planet underneath. A smaller craft is soon after launched from the Star Seeker's docks. Her wings long and sharp, covered in silver-coloured paint. The craft shall sail down the planet's atmosphere.
( Credit )
Word spreads across Roon that the Athysian traders have made landing in Nunurra's starport, seeking to exchange large quantities of goods, while also seem rather interested in hyperlane charts of the region.
Aayla Shan
Aloy Vizsla