OOC: Open to anyone wanting to be involved in this story arc. I'll be posting every few days to move this along.
The results of the first stage of getting the Mercy Ship airborne had gone better than she had expected. Contributions made by hunting bounties and holding large fundraising events had gotten them the money they needed in order to purchase a Pelta-class frigate. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough to get one new off the line, but even the second-hand models still had a great deal to offer.
Zathria climbed out of her speeder and spotted the ship in the distance. It had been put together in as close to pristine condition as a second-hand ship could be. It looked nice, and Zathria found herself excited as she waited for the others to arrive to assist her in inspecting the ship. Hopefully the inside would live up to the hype.
With a long history of acting as medical frigates, this particular Pelta had everything they needed: exam rooms, surgical suites, and more that would make outreach easier for the whole crew. While they still needed to flesh out the remainder of the day-to-day supplies, she had been surprised at how many people had volunteered to crew the ship. People were not only willing to help, they were eager to help put the galaxy back together again. It gave her hope.