Long ago a small Flotilla of Spec Op Government agents Codename RED were lost in the Border Worlds believed to have been killed by an unknown enemy ... They Were Wrong !!!
Those agents while lost in the gas clouds and asteroids of the Omega's, stumbled on large reserves of valuable ore deposits, knowing one day these would be of great use they marked them on there nav maps ....
So for years to come they carried on there sometimes dubious covert missions, for the good of Sirius and the Bretonian Empire ...
Now no longer needed by the crown and getting on in years this band ex-military pilots put aside there engines of destruction, and searched out those long ago ore deposits ...
Switching Particle weapons for Mining Lasers, they used there skills to extract the precious metals from the stubborn rocks
So here we are present day, our numbers swollen and our strength greater than ever and a amassed fortune of wealth . So a station we shall build to trade ore to the masses, so come one and all and have your fill ...
We welcome and discriminate against no one except the accursed Nomad & Wilde ! we will have no trade are barter with the squids or there half mad servants...
So come traders all, big and small be welcome ... but just a lingering thought or warning for you to ponder, don't cross us ... Traders and Miners we may be ...
but we are still ...
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