The Connacht Summit

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The Kopaonik, a modified Clydesdale freighter, emerged from the Achill Asteroid field, field flying towards the cobbled behemoth that is Connacht. Within the cockpit, Guildmaster Albert Schulze's voice crackled through the comm, instructing the pilot.

"Karl, proceed with the docking sequence; we are expected."

Obediently, the hefty freighter edged toward Connacht's docking bay. Inside the Kopaonik, Albert meticulously reviewed the data on his PDA, his nerves evident as he perused details about his hosts and their current situation. While the Guild and the Mollys had always had cordial relations, this meeting would be the first one between there leadership, setting up potential alliance with the Free Republic of Dublin.

The docking bay doors slid open, allowing the ship to enter. Pulsating lights lined the rim of the hangar, guiding the Kopaonik inside. Upon touchdown, Karl and Albert were quick to disembark, immediately greeted by the station's dock workers. Albert handed over a manifest detailing the freighter's cargo—primarily water and mining machinery—and instructed Karl to oversee the unloading process while he was escorted to the meeting room.

Navigating through the corridors and industrial bays toward the observation lounge, Albert couldn't help but look at the station's robust construction, pausing briefly to observe the smelter. His anticipation mixed with concern, the Guildmaster finally reached the meeting room's door. Taking a moment to gather his thoughts, he inhaled deeply and stepped forward.

Entering the room, he extended his hand, offering a firm, albeit slightly apprehensive smile.

"Greetings Minister Burns, it's good to finally meet you in person."

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