Location: Edge of the Maramere System
Purpose: Gather Stygium.
Mood: Click.
[member="Danger Arceneau"] - I assume the mine is on the Invisible Island, correct me if I am wrong, making it invisible. And I assume you've still got a mine there considering this post, right ?
Information.
The strongest weapon that exists, stronger than the sharpest blades and stronger than the heaviest beskar shields. It was information that won every dispute be that a simple exam in school or a large-scale war to decide the fate of the galaxy.
And now information was lacking.
Jorel Haas stood in the plotting room, as he liked to call it, observing the holographic projection of the aquatic world of Maramere where the 'Argo', his Carrack-class light cruiser and his crew of pirates and ex-naval academy graduates were headed to. For one simple purpose. Acquire the highly valuable stygium crystals and in bulk. Browncoat Arms and Industrial, a massive corporation and as far as Jorel recalled, a subsidiary to the biggest corporation that existed in the galaxy at the moment - ATC.
"No word, Captain." One of his lieutenants shook his head and pursed his lips.
"Then it is decided. We proceed towards Maramere. If no word of the location of this mine and this Invisible Island appears while we travel, then our only option remains to sent down a field team to find it."
"Sir, what about scanning visually-"
"It would take too long, no. We need to get a hold of the location as soon as possible." Captain Haas interrupted another lieutenant of his. "When the location is found we will hit-and-run. Our purpose until then must remain as concealed as ever."
"So what are we, Captain? Not much identities to go with as a Carrack-class light cruiser."
"Easy." Jorel let a grin paint his face. "We will the exact opposite of what we are."
"Oh Sp-"
"Spacelane Vigilantes. Exactly."
Purpose: Gather Stygium.
Mood: Click.
[member="Danger Arceneau"] - I assume the mine is on the Invisible Island, correct me if I am wrong, making it invisible. And I assume you've still got a mine there considering this post, right ?
Information.
The strongest weapon that exists, stronger than the sharpest blades and stronger than the heaviest beskar shields. It was information that won every dispute be that a simple exam in school or a large-scale war to decide the fate of the galaxy.
And now information was lacking.
Jorel Haas stood in the plotting room, as he liked to call it, observing the holographic projection of the aquatic world of Maramere where the 'Argo', his Carrack-class light cruiser and his crew of pirates and ex-naval academy graduates were headed to. For one simple purpose. Acquire the highly valuable stygium crystals and in bulk. Browncoat Arms and Industrial, a massive corporation and as far as Jorel recalled, a subsidiary to the biggest corporation that existed in the galaxy at the moment - ATC.
"No word, Captain." One of his lieutenants shook his head and pursed his lips.
"Then it is decided. We proceed towards Maramere. If no word of the location of this mine and this Invisible Island appears while we travel, then our only option remains to sent down a field team to find it."
"Sir, what about scanning visually-"
"It would take too long, no. We need to get a hold of the location as soon as possible." Captain Haas interrupted another lieutenant of his. "When the location is found we will hit-and-run. Our purpose until then must remain as concealed as ever."
"So what are we, Captain? Not much identities to go with as a Carrack-class light cruiser."
"Easy." Jorel let a grin paint his face. "We will the exact opposite of what we are."
"Oh Sp-"
"Spacelane Vigilantes. Exactly."