Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24652012-20141204034243/@comment-24652012-20150120081447

A Dromeo-class Frigate enters yoths atmosphere at a unknown hemisphere and glides down over the mountains. Onboard the ship are 425 raptor pirates, they stir about seldomly, non saying anything for awhile.

One of them finally breaks the silence: "Ship master, their are a lot of things I do not understand. Our fleet is in battle with those who fight the same enemy we do, but I do not understand why we fight them."

The ships caption steps forward, he looks different then all the other raptors, he is young but his yoth is near to middle aged, in his face shows a form of sorrow, and a bit of shame, but with only a speck of hope.

Raptor caption: "All of us hear, you, me, everyone, the only reason we are alive is because we where cowards, these people who also fight the chat, we fight them to escape the reward we are due for our cowardly past. But sadly we must follow orders, we have no choice but to continue the path we now take."

The other raptor pirate: "Quilaztli, I don't understand, what do you mean by our cowardly past?"

Caption Quilaztli: He bares a scowl at him "You are not to use my name with out first addressing me as master, commander, or caption."

The other one: "Ship master.... please explain."

Caption Quilaztli: "They are known as the resistance, I don't want to fight them, you don't want to fight them, non of us do. But we have our orders, and we must follow them with out question. But they where not always our enemy. Now listen very close, tell this to your children, and have them tell their children, and continue to pass it down, but tell no one else unless you are completely sure you can trust them, don't ever tell anyone who aren't sure you can trust. A very long time ago we had a different leader then we do now. He had led us with honor, and truth, and trust, and with the love of his people. This leader and we have gotten lost, like hatchlings who have strayed to far from the nest for our parents to hear our cry. But one day, he will come again, and set everything right. But for now, we must continue down our path of sorrow, or we will not survive to see the day."

A raptor pirate: "What I don't understand is, if the battle is nowhere near hear, then why are we hear?"

Caption Quilaztli: "We are looking for something, and I have the map."

Crewmember: "What are we looking for?"

Caption Quilaztli: "That is not for you to know until we get their."

Crewmember: "When will we arrive, oh berrer of the map?"

Caption Quilaztli: *SMACK!* You will not talk to me that way. But to answer your question, pilot the ship north east 4 kilometers then hover."

The ship comes to the area.... Caption Quilaztli "Scan the area with ground penetrating radar."

They scan the area, a massive city appears onscreen, completely buried underground.

Raptor pirate: "Caption, what are we looking at?"

Caption Quilaztli: "That, was a base built by one of the first people to try to colonize the planet, their main focus was watching stars mining and importing cargo into a ware house. It will be our new home for 4 months."

Crewmember: "How the hell did that base get buried underground?"

Caption Quilaztli "Volcanic implosion, but its a extinced volcano. It being underground is a advantage, neither glassing beam nor mac round can get down their."

Crewmember: "But, how are we going to get down their."

Caption: "Leave that to me."