Rhic Sat down at the table his armored hand clicking as it touched the heavy glass top of the table. A slight grin on his face as a Valkiir stopped whispered something in his ear and swayed away with feminine grace, or as close as he body hugging armor would allow.
      ” So your new to the Delta, well it’s real simple this little patch of stellar debris is wedged between the Tau Imperium, Disputed Space and The Alliance.” Rhic motioned to the collection of Dark blue skinned Tau, tanned Terran Humans, and a few Powerful looking brutes with heavy features and heavy cybernetic Augmentations.” Now with the truce between the Imperium, The Tae, and the Najuhlim High command all we have to wrry about is Zealots, Q’sa, Onai, and assorted pirates freebooters, and privateers. Nothing serious, just lethal.”

     The crowded Nomad Station Bar was filled with dozens of factions, Corporate, Nomad, Imperial, Marines, Army, Fleet and civilian personnel jockeying for room, yelling for beer, M’poc, or Bomahd.”One spark and this place will turn into a killing zone, everyone is Packing, everyone around here has someone they know dead or missing at the hands of the other. If anyone pulls you’d best hit the deck, because in a few seconds the air is going to be full of plasma and lead. .”

      “Best bet is find a good outfit, sign on and keep your visions of heroism unfulfilled. Heroes are easy to find, just check the Necropolis.”Rhic checked his chrono, ” Meet me Over at CASAR if your interested in a job, If your willing to get dirty and see the sights like a local It’s a good gig. Just pay your insurance up front.”
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