Snippet #1151539

Unclaimed territory
System of Nurnia
Rah'Necra

Ray'Rah looked at the ship that just docked in the hangar. It was some mercenaries that had heard that he looked for more crew members. They came in a pretty banged up dropship that looked like it could fall apart in any second. They had ammo and weapons with them, like a gift for the leader. But more importanly they had news from the homeworld. The leader of the little crew walked out and waited for Ray'Rah.
'' Your name?'' Ray'Rah asked and looked at the man. He was tall and muscular. His hair was long and reached his waist. But Ray'Rah was more interested in the gun. P-13 also known as Blaster, A dubble barreled automatic fired plasma rifle with concentrated plasma. Burning thru the most metal and flesh, in case the shot didn't kill the enemy the plasma would burn away the flesh.
'' Bri'Whak, and the rifle is for you Shipmaster Ray'Rah.'' Bri'Whak said and gave him the Blaster. Shipmaster was the new title Ray'Rah had claimed. A title is not chosen it is given by the people. So from now on Ray'Rah had to introduce himself as Shipmaster Ray'Rah.
'' How many?'' Ray'Rah asked. He still needed mer members.
'' 32, each armed and experienced. And we have a chef I heard that you wanted one'' Bri'Whak answered and smiled. Ray'Rah nodded and then turned to Crun'Crin
'' Send a message to the Ghosts and tell them that we are on our way'' He said and then helped his men carrying the ammo.