The One Hundred Lions

Shlaan Horoosh was in his cabin when he was notified that they had reached their destination for his first peace summit he had been to on the home planet of the Nevarre

"Bring up the visual in my room." Shlaan had seen pictures of the planet but seeing it up close while approaching was something entirely different. "Geez there's a lot of water" he said. Even though he was an accomplished merchant he was still young and these kinds of things slipped out once in awhile.

Shlaan grabbed some paper work, and started looking over any notable names and faces and looked into their backgrounds to see if there was anything useful he might be able to use. Or if there were people he should weary of or people that he should manipulate. "Aaah so many choices. Oooo this one is a pretty thing" as he looked at a Nevarre woman who was a well respected diplomat. "I wonder if she will be here, or if she is elsewhere trying to create a peaceful confederation again."

Shlaan sipped some Graklen tea as he went over other names and faces.

A ship flew into the space dock on Navarre, making a fast landing and almost crashing into the top of the top of the bay it landed in, skidding to a stop just before the wall. A tall arrogant man came out of it, throwing the keys to some mechanic. The ship was badly damaged however, the main systems remained functional. He moved on through the bays and spotted the merchant ship not too far from there. He thought about ignoring it for a moment before deciding to move over to it and see what they had to offer. He needed new parts, something that might help him last a bit longer or go a bit faster.

He moved to enter the ship, wondering if whoever was selling the parts might be willing to give him a good offer. Either that or he would steal them, either way he intended to get the parts he required. He knocked heavily upon the door of the ship, each knock would echo throughout the interior. Then without even waiting for a response he shot the lock and pushed the door open and as it connected with the ships interior it made a loud metallic clang.

Naiko was not in a good mood. First there had been a freak accident on the assembly lines, which was so severe it required his personal attention. Shame to think so few bodies could wreck so much magnificent machinery. Of course, following in the wake of such an incident he had to undertake press conferences and talk to grieving family members. To make matters worse, another group of Navarre had turned up at his shipyard asking for the best possible warships, but only being willing to pay the lowest possible prices. As if he would ever give them weapons on the cheap! He would have enough of that going on at the conference, no doubt. Lastly the Innocent Maelstrom, his pride and joy, had suffered a reactor leak prior to departure. It had all the hallmarks of Navarre sabotage. Typical.

So it was that a foul tempered Tiresian CEO pulled out of slipspace three days late. "Captain, we've arrived at our destination." chimed the computer
"I'm aware of that. Get us docked quickly, they will have already started without me." he answered with a heavy sigh, before moving into the next room to download the latest translation software onto his drone. He had just finished when there was a reverberating thud throughout the ship, indicating they'd docked. Now all he had to do was survive the conference...