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Captain Vrutecca is a long time Rebellion sympathizer. He is a trader of many different types of cargo. There are not many who would be willing to do business with the rebels due to their current status. It was dangerous, but the Wookiee still makes runs to Ord Pardon with a ship full of supplies ranging from food to weapons...for a small fee of course. However, when the Captain and his crew missed their shipment last week, they were sorely missed by the Rebellion.
Attempts to reach them through comms had gone in vain, until receiving a distress signal. It was was one of the captain's men calling for aid. He stated how raiders had taken down their ship forcing it to crash land on Socorro in the Rym Mountians. He informed how the massive crew fought off the attack, but they were trapped and soon found defeat.
The raiders now have begun from level to level and claiming whatever valuables they can find. In the meantime whatever survivors they come across are being cut down. The surviving crew members need the help of the Rebellion to help get them off of the planet and away from the vile scum that is tearing their ship apart.
Several rebel officers have seen the need to help their allies. Unfortunately resources have been spread thin. A small task force of fifteen has been ordered to get into the ship and save whoever they can.
One of the men assigned was Tex Nejan. The Kel Dor has dealt with criminals like these before, but would prefer to put better use of his efforts fighting the Imperium. Thoughts such as these rattled his mind as he sat in his chamber of the small cruiser headed toward Sorocco. He was armed and ready for the ship would be arriving shortly. Growing sick of the grey walls of his room, the rebel stood up hoping to clear his head.
Upon walking out his long-time friend and mentor passed him in the corridor; a Zabrak in his thirties who had been a soldier in the Alliance alongside Nejan's brother. Both exchanged a short nod of respect. Tex was not one fore small talk and continued to the briefing room. He was not one of the first in the room, but was by no means late. He was never late.
His Zabrak friend, Finec Shun was supposed to lead this little campaign. Where he had just gone, Tex sat thinking about. These thoughts were revealed when the Zabrak came back in his full combat attire assuming his spot in front of a small holoprojector preparing to assess the soldiers.
Captain Vrutecca is a long time Rebellion sympathizer. He is a trader of many different types of cargo. There are not many who would be willing to do business with the rebels due to their current status. It was dangerous, but the Wookiee still makes runs to Ord Pardon with a ship full of supplies ranging from food to weapons...for a small fee of course. However, when the Captain and his crew missed their shipment last week, they were sorely missed by the Rebellion.
Attempts to reach them through comms had gone in vain, until receiving a distress signal. It was was one of the captain's men calling for aid. He stated how raiders had taken down their ship forcing it to crash land on Socorro in the Rym Mountians. He informed how the massive crew fought off the attack, but they were trapped and soon found defeat.
The raiders now have begun from level to level and claiming whatever valuables they can find. In the meantime whatever survivors they come across are being cut down. The surviving crew members need the help of the Rebellion to help get them off of the planet and away from the vile scum that is tearing their ship apart.
Several rebel officers have seen the need to help their allies. Unfortunately resources have been spread thin. A small task force of fifteen has been ordered to get into the ship and save whoever they can.
One of the men assigned was Tex Nejan. The Kel Dor has dealt with criminals like these before, but would prefer to put better use of his efforts fighting the Imperium. Thoughts such as these rattled his mind as he sat in his chamber of the small cruiser headed toward Sorocco. He was armed and ready for the ship would be arriving shortly. Growing sick of the grey walls of his room, the rebel stood up hoping to clear his head.
Upon walking out his long-time friend and mentor passed him in the corridor; a Zabrak in his thirties who had been a soldier in the Alliance alongside Nejan's brother. Both exchanged a short nod of respect. Tex was not one fore small talk and continued to the briefing room. He was not one of the first in the room, but was by no means late. He was never late.
His Zabrak friend, Finec Shun was supposed to lead this little campaign. Where he had just gone, Tex sat thinking about. These thoughts were revealed when the Zabrak came back in his full combat attire assuming his spot in front of a small holoprojector preparing to assess the soldiers.
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