<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">You, a Vrusk and a hairy Yaz have
been cooped up in a rust bucket <br />of a ship for months now
making the Jump from Harm's Way mining base<br />to the various Rim
worlds. Titanium dust is a must on any new colonized
planet,<br />especially for the credits they pay you. Yeah, if they
ever get around to paying you.<br /><br />You have been the co-pilot of
this ship for the last 16 months to pay off Drak<br />for debt owed in
his Casino's. If you only would have known that winning 18<br />strait
runs at baccarat was not a luck streak but rather a plot to harvest
you for<br />your skills on a mining ship straight out of Hell. Hell
would be a vacation <br />compared to this place.<br /><br />K'lac the vrusk
with his putrid taste in cuisine and Entorin the worst smelling
Yaz<br />you have ever run across are your miserable companions on this
flying, no this<br />“Absconding with style” space ship on the
Harm's dust run.<br /><br />Oh sure you have perks, like a steel bed with
one pillow, musty old pillow <br />left over from the First Sathar War.
Not to mention free roam of cargo bay <br />however a full respirator is
required but I guess OSHA never got around to <br />inspecting this ship. There are no respirators!<br /><br />One
quiet after.. early.. whatever time it is, not like you can see the
sun come up <br />out your picturesque window. You reach for your
customary whiskey, actually <br />it's squeezed Clankor eggs drained into a
titanium bucket and purified by the <br />port
nacelle’s reactor coolant pipes at
the sweet temp of 1500 C. Collected by <br />a custom vapor recovery system invented by, who
else, You!<br />
</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in">Clankor are a beetle notorious for
their repeated clanging; Clangor as it is <br />defined. Very fond of dust baths in the titanium
found on the mining planet. It <br />never fails they always seem to find their way onto
the ship. In the darkness of <br />the cargo bays they nest and lay their eggs. Stupid
creatures think it is winter <br />because it is dark. Back home it is light 90% of the year
and the one month that <br />it isn't they seem to breed non stop.<br />
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<strong><font color="#ff0000">ALERT ALERT </font></strong>Just as the ships computer sounds off there is a <br />bone jarring crash into the side of the ship
and you can hear cutting begin on the<br />starboard aft cargo hull. You are
shoved to the side as Entorin reaches for his<br />Cobalt-Beam Pistol, yep you guessed it,
he saw it in that Holomovie just <br />like that big shot actor had. Well he had
this one custom made just for himself. <br />Actually he made it. Did I mention we have a LOT
of free time and nothing to <br />do. Oh and guess what? The beam is even
cobalt in color!! I asked him to <br />make me one once, well, he said he would play
me in baccarat for it and went <br />off laughing. Jokes on me I guess.<br />
</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in">Well Entorin takes off down the
corridor towards cargo. K'lac checks the sensors<br />and clicks stating that we are being
boarded by <strong><font color="#800000">!!PIRATES!!</font></strong></p>
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