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Location: Gizer
Time: Early Evening
Participants: @Critas @Gian Greydragon @Faded Truth @Cainhurst Crow
DM: @Lucid
Briefing: Arnen and his comrades have come upon a final decision on the location for the base, amidst a wide and deep cavern, with high enough ceilings to set up rudimentary housing and electricity, for a bare bones base of operations in Independent Space, from which to stage missions into the Southwestern-most Imperial Republican territory.
Only the catch is that a group of well-known mercenaries have made themselves at home, while the Sith returned to their ships for supplies. They have began working on a small electrical outlet, and built the beginnings of a water generator on the underwater stream to the East of their small encampment.
Artarion had returned to his ship along with his compatriots after finding the cavern they had decided to use as a base. He stepped off of his Stormcloud and walked up the ramp into the hold of the ship to make preparations for moving the first bits of the new base out to the site. He spoke with his droid and it started the downloading process. He was not sure about this place just yet, there was something that itched in the back of his mind and he couldn't get rid of it.
Figuring he was just tired, Artarion walked back down the ramp to the make shift landing area they had created a few days prior. He looked around at the other ships and wondered when they were going to get the show on the road, he was impatient and that made him cranky.
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