Day's Cradle

[Sol]

The purple nebulae this system was located in could trigger a day of melancholia for some who were unlucky enough to make this place a part of their voyage. Under the brightness of its sad, blue star laid in wait an old, abandoned vessel, completely still and silent as death. With its decrepit hull, the best of its years were far in the past and now it was left to rust in the middle of nowhere; a delicious sight for any junker looking for a few pieces of scrap metal, but mostly uninteresting for everyone else.

As the Forlorn Hope pilots cruised closer however, it flickered alight, shone pale and bright through many of its apparently still intact windows. They would immediately receive a hail from the ship which seemed to have been playing dead until now:

"Just in time, beyonders. Take hangar bays one and two, you're cleared to dock."

A gate would slip open for them from the modest belly of the ship, with a green light leading them on towards their goal.