In the cockpit of the Erinos’ Oath, a modified X-70b Phantom Shuttle, Bril stood with his arms folded across his chest. Sitting quietly at his feet and playing with a chew toy was Dregg, his anooba companion. Seated in the pilot and copilot seats were Nix, his personal pilot droid, and Morra, his human (Illohian) student.
Not far from them was Grycym, his most recent recruit to Clan Arcona. Life had led to the man’s induction into the ranks of Qel Droma, the sister house to Bril’s own, but he’d still decided to check in on the umbaran’s progress here and there; so far, he’d seemingly adjusted to life in the Dajorra System well.
“This will be your first time on Selen, right?” Bril asked while looking over to him, “Most folks living on Port Ol’val have little reason to come to the system’s capital.”
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“Yeah, this will be my first trip to Selen, besides training the only time I leave my dormitory is for small trips to get a feel for Port Ol"val and the surrounding sectors.” Grycm looked intently at Bril as he spoke. “Been itching to get out and get my feet wet, gotta use this training for something.”
Grycm looked around the interior of the Erinos’ Oath, getting a layout mapped in his mind of the entry/exits and ofany escape pods. He was always ensuring he had a plan together just in case something went sideways.
Grycm reached out to give the anooba a scratch on the head, being careful not to get near his sharp canines, asking simultaneously “What will we be doing on Selen?”
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