[b]Central Offices of the Vesselage, Karboria, Sazkar Major[/b] 13:00 Central Sazkarjhia Standard Time, it was around the time where reports were submitted by both the Vessels and the Military Cabinet for findings of the week. Grand Vessel Urwan Garama'kum sat at her head of the round table, adjacent to her were the five additional Vessels, as well as her Military Cabinet. Most of the reports were still pretty standard. Vessel Merana'bum of Markura submitted her reports of climate change over certain regions, ranging from green to black; naturally, Bellaran was almost completely green while Daramaska was shaded in a sickly black. The layer of Ozone over the region was almost completely depleted, and the only thing keeping the industrial area from being heavily irradiated were the thick blankets of smog that layered over the many factories and mines. Good to work, miserable to live. Vessel Yarin'tum of Markarapas reported economic goods income for the week, with a slight--although still acceptable--1.3% increase compared to the previous week. Vessel Orak'dum happily reported that production was at an all-time high, with the new colony Sazkarjhia had founded the influx of titanium and tungsten that was bountiful on the planet provided Sazkarjhia with many metal resources. The only one who didn't have a report (It's quite difficult to report on anything about fortune and misfortune), Vessel Ymar'gum of Oparas said a prayer for the Vesselage to have another successful week. The only one of the Vesselage who looked quite worried was Vessel Pumar'kum of Mazdabar. The Vessel of the Sazkarjhit God of War normally maintained a strong and stalwart appearance, but at the moment he was visibly troubled. Grand Vessel Garama'kum took note of this. "Honorable Vessel Pumar'kum, is something the matter?" she asked, a look of concern in her glossy black eyes. Vessel Pumar'kum frowned, then looked towards the Grand Vessel. "I've been collaborating with Admiral Wesen'dum about exploration around the colony, and in our scouting missions we've come across some kind of station." he stated. "Do they pose a threat to the colony?" Garama'kum asked. "That, I cannot entirely determine. We only know of its existence; not who inhabits it or what it's purpose is. However, the presence of an extraterrestrial intelligence may be a good thing, as maybe they might be willing to learn of The Path and spread His good will." "All right, that would seem reasonable. When this meeting is dismissed, please order a task force to investigate the station." "As He would permit, Grand Vessel." [b]Eternal Union Outpost A-5[/b] A small Sazkarjhit warfleet quickly rocketed out of Slipspace. The group, comprised of one dozen frigates, a half dozen destroyers and a Marku-Class flagship, quickly adjusted their bearings and made steady headway to the station. In case it was a familiar species, a message was written onto a codex of every language known to the Sazkarjhit, then broadcast to the station. [i]"Attention,unidentified installation! This is the Sazkarjhit Outersystem Task Force 031, you are situated near an inhabited Sazkarjhit colony, please state purpose and intentions. Hostility will not be regarded lightly!"[/i]