The Hunt Begins.

[Simsonator]

Shane moved the thrust controls to 30%, allowing the on-board computer to sort the docking procedure out. Sheffield station. The base of operations for what Herne now called 'The Wild Hunt'.
Shane actually supported the name, he could see the reasoning behind it. Wild. Yes you could say that about the small group of pilots gathered under Herne's wing. Hunt, well they were Bounty Hunters now weren't they. As his ship settled into hanger 17, Shane looked out at the ships gathered around him. A collection of all different types were gathered here. All seemingly belonging to members of The Wild Hunt. It seemed as if Herne had rented the hanger out for personal use.... who was this fella, and why was he gathering these people like himself. Shane mused on this as he climbed from the cockpit and took the grav lift up to the bar level. Walking in, he greeted the bar keep, ordered his usual and sat down to wait for the next page of this story to unfold.