#\(^o^\) Finnegan's \(^o^)/ Tradehouse (/^o^)/

It was a normal day for the semistable for hyperspace module, whatwith all the different peoples doing things, the occasional small spaceship crashing into the forest, etc., but then there was quite a sight to suddenly see- A great big spaceship, a really big one, massive compared to the usual fare, not even close to being a frigate, much larger, suddenly appeared, and was at a near 45 degree angle towards the ground. The ship closed with terrifying speed, and though one might see the engines fire to try and point it farther up, it was pretty futile. The ship was a great distance away- far enough away that it looked more like a frigate than a large capital ship, but it was unmistakable. Fires poured out black smoke from holes in the hull, suggesting some comflict where it was, before it suddenly entered the Path. Escape pods could be seen flying from its sides like machineguns, many of them, for whatever reason, popping and exploding in mid-air before they reached the ground- only the ones the fired facing the Tradehouse seem to have survived. By the time the ship crashed into the ground with a sickening, explosive *crunch* that sent the ground shaking and rumbling, several dozen escape and droppods had fired, some of them large enough to hold equipment or tanks.

After it fell, most people shrugged and turned away- just another ship. Everything went back to normal. A few scavengers, maybe, set out to go see what they could find from the unfamiliar ship. They disappeared into the forest, heading towards the great pillars of fire and smoke that rose into the strange sky.

It wasn't but ten minutes when one could hear *pop*s and *thud*s coming from the forest, from the direction of the wreck. Perhaps the scavengers had to shoot a wild animal that attacked them?

Five minutes later, the sounds of tracks and trees crashing down slowly came into hearing. A few people gathered outside, pointing and talking about what might be out there. They could see the tops of the trees shaking and falling towards the ground, disappearing and leaving a line. One of them went inside to warn others; several more came out to join them. They caught a few flashes of metal, something moving in the trees, then with several smaller trees being shoved down into the woodchip path, two tanks burst forth, engines roaring as they shoved through branches and saplings. Behind one came what appeared to be an tank armed with a 'small' artillery weapon, though it was actually meant for anti-air. Behind the other, came a squad of unmanned infantry-sized bipedal walkers, which immediately passed the Steelback heavy tanks and moved to different spots around the perimeter, scanning for hostiles. The tanks had unceremoniously crushed half a dozen various spacecars and hovercars in pushing into the clearing, creating a rather dramatic entrance, but the sight of two really big tanks, armed with missiles, machine guns, and those really big barrels are probably enough to stop people from complaining. 

After the perimeter had been secured by the drone infantry, two squads of armored Draconians, covered head-to-toe in differently covered armor that more resembled a Knight than a battlesuit, with the leader very obviously wearing golden-colored armor, and his three bodyguards, purple. Four of the dozen soldiers ran forward to the tradehouse, weapons raised, and shouting very clearly through translation pieces, 

**"*Hands up! On your knees! Questions! Where the hell are we, what is this place, how do we get back to normal space?! And who the hell are you?! Answer in THAT order!*"**

Behind them, as they shouted, one may notice three very distant helicopters rising from the crash site, approaching the rather obvious Tradehouse with full intention to support. 

So much for all friends-and-fun at Finnegan's Tradehouse, yeah?