Office of the Rear Admiral

[Rodent]

He had started to maintain a Diary, to look back, to learn, and to move forward. His first entry follows-

[font=Book Antiqua]Friday, 17th May, 818 AS

The last few days have been very hectic. Hunters are on the rise, and the Nomad activity is reaching record levels. I don't know if we can hold. So far, we have inflicted horrible losses on our foes, but at cost to ourselves.

A few days back, we attempted to test a prototype probe in the Iota system. A huge risk taken, and for nothing. The Probe malfunctioned and was effectively useless to us in that dangerous wilderness. The Captain of the vessel known as "Caged Crow" shows a lot of promise, and will probably rise further if he survives that long.

Anyways, we aroused the wrath of the nomads, and they attacked with full force to cleanse their home. In the midst of the battle, I had a "talk" with a nomad, if talks it could be called. It was difficult to resist it's arguments, very difficult indeed. Problem is, I can remember very little of what it attempted to show me, but it was clear that it intended to take me alive. Somehow, I survived.

And of course, hunters. They attack us with force, and we keep destroying them again and again. But there is only so long we can hold them off with limited resources. Also, they seem to be timing their attacks so that they hit at a time we are already busy elsewhere. Our resources are being stretched thin. We need more help from somewhere. I wish my amigos from Crete could assist.....

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