Treading Lightly - Wild Space

[Tathra Khaeus]

Just beyond the reaches of the Core Worlds and the defences of peace-seeking factions, were dangerous tribes of warring criminals. Hundreds of smaller groups battling for supremacy in the depths of wild space, all but wiped out as a silence stretches over the edge of the known galaxy.

The Bryn'adûl held a type grasp over the hyperlanes outside their borders, using primitive interdictors to catch unassuming travellers and cargo-ships. Raiding their supplies and killing all who remained. Some escaped, or so they thought. This survival was permitted, if only to spread the news of their might.

One such attack was underway, however it had been a trap. A small detachment of retired republic soldiers and mercenaries had been hired by a company the Bryn'adûl had been stealing from for some time - their group was the Emboldened Brothers, a band of good intended soldiers with no were to place their faith.

The old interdictors numbered three, two of which had been destroyed in the battle as the Emboldened Brothers brought two corvettes supported by a frigate. A storm of fighters continued to battle in the wreckage as fire usurped the hulls of many a ship.

Unaware of what was coming, the Emboldened Brothers carried on with their attack - fighting the Bryn'adûl in droves. They assumed their communications scrambler had activated in time, but they were gravely mistaken.

Amongst the confusion, the remaining interdictor continued to pull ships into its gravitational web.

 

[Gray Venasir]

The blue shimmering light of hyperspace travels always felt soothing. Like the time had stopped, and nothing mattered. A calm, that was felt in the whole ship. But following a calm, usually came a storm.

Gray was travelling through the wild space, for some different reasons. One was to get away from some people he had robbed in a game of sabbac on a planet in the outer rim, who apparantly had a short fuse and access to space ships. Another reason was related to a job he had taken: to bring some alcohol to some planet with a weird name to sell for a good price. The last reason, was to get away from all the happenings in the Rims. Out in Wild Space, though dangerous, one could just slip away, and get some space.

But just as Gray was about to fall asleep in the pilot seat, an alarm went of. He quickly sat up, checking the systems of his ship, The Noble Nightingale, but everything With the ship seemed to be fine. It took a few Seconds before he checked the NAV-computer, and saw the was something happening in the hyperspace path he took. It was strange to see that out in the reaches of the Galaxy like this. But what it was didn't matter, the only thing Gray had to do was og out of hyperspace and plot a course to og around it.

But Things were never that easy. Just as he was about to og out of hyperspace, he recieved a signal on his holo-transmitter. He was a bit unsure, but decided to let it through. "omone… eed assisttance…" that was all that could be heard before it was cut. Gray sat for a moment, weighing for and against. But in the end, his conscience, which he was constantly mad at, got the better of him. He exited hyperspace, and was met With a shocking sight. A Battle was being waged in front of him, Gray recognising neither side. But he could quickly Guess which side had sent the messege. Having no idea what was happening, he sat looking at the Battle for some time, not niticing that his ship was slowly being dragged towards the Battle.

(Sorry if some of what I wrote does not comply With what you wrote, I'm a bit tired as I Write this and am not sure I understood everything)

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