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Set within the base of the mountain and partly obscured by overgrowth, the great blast doors must not have opened for the better part of a millennium. This was certainly the place Elgyn thought as he studied the datamap display. Deactivating the device, he tossed it into the back of the speeder and lifted himself out of the vehicle. Straightening his longcoat and weapon harness for comfort he tried to take in the size of the hangar’s mouth; Elgyn unclipped a hard pouch from his belt. Ground flares.
The setting sun began to darken the world around him as Elgyn sparked flares and walked from one side of the massive entrance to the other and dropping the light sources to the ground around twenty-meter intervals. “It must be five hundred meters wide” Elgyn said aloud giving his estimate. “A Corona-Class would definitely fit through that baby!” he said a bit louder, now emptyhanded he bound his tangle of blonde hair behind his head with a leather strap.
Elgyn had…borrowed the datamap from a salvager of antiquities; a pompous meatball of a Roadian who claimed to have no time for Elgyn’s “glib and oblivious ramblings”. While he was not sure if he should take it as in insult, Elgyn was sure that he would relieve him of his next salvage goal. Behind the hangar’s doors there could be several technological treasures lost to time.
“So, how do we do this?” Elgyn asked as he turn to face the speeder.
The setting sun began to darken the world around him as Elgyn sparked flares and walked from one side of the massive entrance to the other and dropping the light sources to the ground around twenty-meter intervals. “It must be five hundred meters wide” Elgyn said aloud giving his estimate. “A Corona-Class would definitely fit through that baby!” he said a bit louder, now emptyhanded he bound his tangle of blonde hair behind his head with a leather strap.
Elgyn had…borrowed the datamap from a salvager of antiquities; a pompous meatball of a Roadian who claimed to have no time for Elgyn’s “glib and oblivious ramblings”. While he was not sure if he should take it as in insult, Elgyn was sure that he would relieve him of his next salvage goal. Behind the hangar’s doors there could be several technological treasures lost to time.
“So, how do we do this?” Elgyn asked as he turn to face the speeder.
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