pendragonman
Absent Friends Margrave
You hired 'em. I didn't.
16, August, 2081 -- We recovered Thingol’s operational air-raft, but his ship’s jump engines were ruined, the engineering spaces were awash in radiation, and the cockpit was heavily damaged and occupied by a native species. Memory cores were not recovered. Guide killed by native insect.
This one deserves to be ripped off and forced on everyone.
According to Mr. Under, who witnessed the attack, it was flying and the size of a baseball and had a stinger eight inches long! Personally, I find that difficult to believe, especially as Mr. Under had a recurrance of space fever shortly thereafter. Three days with a death grip on the fresher.