Jul 16, 2021 12:19 pm
Space is a big place and there's usually a lot of decent work for various people with specific skillsets but when you finished a job close to the center of the galaxy between a federation and an alliance of some sort your boss opted to get you, the crew, and his ship someplace less likely to loss him money during the military naval battles that would sweep the area possibly. That's why you find yourselves in the outer rim of known space where things seem a little more relaxed, less organized and always in need of something to be done. The ship has docked at Space Station New Wyoming it seems for the foreseeable future as the next venue is planned out.
As the rest of the crew and pilot go over maintenance routines and upgrades since there's a bit of downtime ahead you find yourselves free for a few cycles it seems to take a job or just relax, not the type to just burn through all the credits in your pockets you find yourselves in a bar eating a meal together trying to figure out a possible side job.
The three of you wonder how to breach the subject of looking for a job for some side credits when Jelar looks and picks up his plate and drink as a man flies slamming down into the table back first and flails disoriented your meals sans Jelar's flying all over the place. Another man dives on top of him a dagger in his hand trying to stab him in the face, chest, or arm it seems.
As the rest of the crew and pilot go over maintenance routines and upgrades since there's a bit of downtime ahead you find yourselves free for a few cycles it seems to take a job or just relax, not the type to just burn through all the credits in your pockets you find yourselves in a bar eating a meal together trying to figure out a possible side job.
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Rolls
Secret Roll
Wild - (1d6+4, RA)
(5) + 4 = 9
