Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215224118/@comment-1734134-20161216215019

revealing the searing sun outside. As you emerge, you find yourselves standing above the settlement. Surrounded by aged stone walls on all sides, the ‘spaceport’ is a collection of decaying brick and mortar structures. A number of black, steel Imperial administration structures jut up in a spire formation at the centre of the port, while the people scuttling around the streets are dressed in weathered, torn clothes and scavenged armour. A selection of five men stand waiting for you on the landing pad, wearing battered flak armour and carrying auto guns. One of them, marked out as a sergeant by a red triangle on his chest, approaches you. His face is covered by a dust mask and goggles, his heavily accented voice muffled,

“Welcome to Spiuq QR, my name is Sergeant Autumn, commander of this here port. I’ve been informed you’re here to help deal with our insurgency problem?”

He doesn’t wait for you to respond, “Good then. Try not to get in the way, and do your job. Now anyways, I’ll show you where the enemy is,” Autumn struts over to the side of the landing pad and points over to the horizon, the great stretch of empty land and making a sweeping gesture with his arm before pointing towards a mountain range, “All of that is enemy territory. I don’t know how much your space faring pals told you, but outside of these walls, the enemy is in control until you come to the next settlement.”

He strides away from the edge of the platform, “Now come, I’ll show you where you’ll be staying until we’ve got you on your way.”

It’s not long until you’re whisked down into the streets, where the people and your armed guard blend together. The markets are almost empty and you can see child beggars scattered among the alleyways. Eventually you’re lead to a small two story building, the entranceway marked by a rusting Imperial Eagle, the windows boarded up. Lightly armed guards stand outside, offering Autumn salutes.

Inside the building is fairly basic, appearing to be some sort of old barracks. There’s enough rooms for everyone, as well as a kitchen and decaying bathroom.

“It’s not much, but, I doubt you’ll be staying long.”