Arc 1, Thread 2: The Reconnaissance of the Royet (Grunt)
Sunipa ends up needing the help. To be fair to her, the projector is a finicky model, but Grunt has used this kind before. Soon he's got it up and running.
True to scuttlebutt, the other two are Wail and Algonquin. Wail has a fresh new scar trailing down the left side of her face, pink and angry- courtesy of a demon starting trouble on the outer skin of the Last Refuge. Algonquin, on the other hand, looks like he's been carved out of smooth oak. He's gotten that curious age where his wrinkles have smoothed out and solidified, forming vast canyons across his face.
"Welcome, everyone," Sunipa starts the presentation as soon as they're seated. "As you know, things have been quiet lately. We've been making steady progress towards the next ventpoint with little interference from the Dead. I can't tell you why this happened-"
A dozen eyes slide to stare at Grunt...
"- But the important part is that it means we're approaching some situations with a lighter hand. Case in point, the Royet."
She flicks to the first slide: a standard Mercury-class transport.
"There are no extant archival pictures of the Royet but it's built from the Mercury-class pattern. The Royet is classified as a wildcat miner, working outside of the dedicated mining fleet. We can thus infer it has some basic armament, specialized mining equipment that can double as armament, outsized engines, and an outsized processing and storage bay."
Flick. A graph of mining targets reached. Portions of the bar graph are highlighted in red- approximately 10% of the bar.
"For the new people in the audience, wildcat mining is prohibited by Core and the Last Refuge. The chance for capture and infiltration by the enemy is too great. Wildcats grab the resources they desire, smuggle it to the mining teams, sell it off for a tidy profit. In theory wildcat miners are subject to prosecution but in practice we turn a blind eye to their shenanigans. We get a substantial amount of rare raw materials from their forays into dangerous space. The red sections represent 'gray mining', essentially materials we can't definitively track. We can assume this is from wildcatting."
Flick. Telemetry data from the picket fleet, one set from 2 months ago, the other set from this morning.
"The Royet departed from the fleet 2 months ago and returned this morning, about a standard interval for a wildcatter. Unusually the Royet was found floating at the edge of our fleet instead of suddenly reappearing at our docks. Not only was it found floating this morning, refusing to answer a hail, but it was covered with unusual rocky growths."
Flick. A grainy picture of the Royet, twisted, covered in weird rocky lumps.
"It has not responded to hails. The engines are dead. Sensor scans show atmosphere but we can't tell if there's life. We can safely assume enemy interference, but we're not sure about the degree of interference. The usual response here is to splash the Royet. Command has, instead, requested we recon the ship."
Flick. A schematic, helplessly complex.
"The Royet is, in fact, a wildcatter but it's not entirely true it's without licensure from Core and Command. The crew of the Royet have been caught before, and given the option to perform tests of a dangerous prototype instead of incarceration. Command has assured me that this equipment is completely mining-related and could not cause the damage or alterations observed on the Royet."
Flick. A picture: a mugshot of a gorgeous-yet-grizzled older woman with an eyepatch.
"To make matters particularly interesting, Captain Handall of the Royet is a personal friend of Journeys."
Flick. Text.
"Our orders are as follows. Approach the Royet. Board it if possible. Establish communications with the picket fleet once boarded. Retrieve the mining equipment or any data related to the prototype. Rescue any living personnel. If possible, retrieve the body of Captain Handall. Are there any questions?"