The nice Vanagor died, now you get me.
ORD MANTELL
UNDISCLOSED LOCATION
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Michael, Gabriel, Azrael, Sariel, Raphael, Jeremiel, Connel, Raguel
[Any text in brackets signifies comm-link usage and not face to face conversation] -
- Gear/Armor
- Nano-Tech Armor (For Emergencies)
- Headset Microphone Comm-Link
- Mobile "Bodycam" Datapad
- Lightblaster
- Shortsabers (“Night” and “Day”)
- Throwing Lightknives
- Force Blinding Flashbangs
- Repli Implants that would be for the limbs
- Bonemer enhancements to strengthen structure of the body
- Muscle enhancements.
- Hemo enhancements for blood flow
- Hawkeye implants for eyes
- Advanced Medical Implant
- Scentzy
- Injected Nanotech upgrades
- Shadow Sanctuary - Enterprise
They were not here by happenstance.
They were called here by old friends.
Help was needed, some high level guard of pirates were trying to gain a foothold on the planet itself, like in the days of the old Black Sun. This was not going to stand. The planet had its independence and it was going to stay independent, at least in regards to these fools. This was not their day, and while there was no doubt that the team were outnumbered, Ord Mantell City would not fall under these pirate’s control.
Approaching drop! The co-pilot screamed out of the cockpit. The Vigilant Reaper was already in the atmosphere and the propeller systems were engaged. The jumpmaster Jeremiel was already opening the ramp as the team were lining up and checking each other’s gear. The “Reaper Drop” as they call it, a high altitude, low opening parachute jump was in the works. They were a few clicks out of the city, with a frigate hovering over the planet’s capital, they could not take the chance of being detected.
Then the green light.
GREEN LIGHT! GO! GO! GO! Jeremiel would be one of the last two jumping out of the ship, the other was the team Leader “Michael”. The first? That was “Ariel” to them, Connel Vanagor to you and I.
He was glad to be back with the team, after several missions apart. They really were “brothers” and “sisters” (Sariel and Raguel). He was here for a separate, added reason though. There was a city official that had information for him. The Aqualish was in league with, an informant for someone, some organization that was “Dark”. He was here to get that information.
Plain and Simple.
The air at this height was cold and crisp, but invigorating, being able to see the landscape so beautifully was something he wished he could stop and enjoy, but that was not on the table. They had work to do. They had pirates to run off.
