**Finnegan's Tradehouse**

A Korwrath civilian transport ship dropped out of hyperspace and drifted through the sky as it took in the sight of a large ship burning in a forest and a small army seeming to advance toward a strange combination of buildings put together. On the bridge of the ship stood a short female Korwrath standing at five foot eight inches, she was dressed in a long purple dress which fit her form perfectly and also wore tons of fine jewelry. "Looks like we came in the middle of a party. I hope that doesn't mean we can't do business while we are here." The Korwrath merchant told her pilot as she fingered a gold pendent that hung from her neck which had been given to her from a strange person who had appeared out of nowhere explaining that she could find many riches if she followed the pendent's instructions. "Land in that clearing away from the TradeHouse so that we don't walk right into an ambush."

"Roger that ma'am." The pilot told her as he brought the modified transport ship down in a small clearing in the forest away from the TradeHouse while the merchant left the bridge and headed for the storage hold where her personal guards were waiting for her. Her six guards towered over her with each wearing white environmental suits each equipped with assault rifles and large knives as well as a small personal shield generator. Tho Vo put on a custom stylish belt around her waist which housed a shield generator much like that on her guards which she admired in a mirror before looking around the storage hold while the doors opened up.

Tho Vo was a very wealthy merchant among the Korwrath as well as one of the most hated among other merchants as she had the nickname of "Death Dealer". She had been known on occasions to sell Korwrath weaponry to known alien races for a quick profit and had even been known to have caused a civil war or two. This fact was proven by the storage hold of her personal ship as it was lined with crates of jewels, weapons, spices and even a mechanized suit or two hung from the ceiling. "Well boys, shall we go see what this party is all about?" She said before walking down the ramp with her heels clicking against the metal followed by the thump of six pairs of heavy boots. 

**Fleet Nova**

Nak Ro listened to the the communication from the alien captains through his translator in his ear and a smile twitched at the edge of his lips as he heard one of their fleets had been dispatched to investigate his fleet. "Looks like things might get a little interesting captain. It just so happens that another of our Capital Fleets is on it's way to our location as well." He turned his head to look toward the other Admirals who had heard what he had. "I suggest we pull the heavy cruisers out of orbit to join the phalanx." Both Admirals nodded and also mentioned that they wanted to move the civilian and Capital ships to the far side of the planet which was agreed upon. "On another note Captain, I would like to let your Queen know that there are seven Capital Fleets of the Korwrath and each one is under its own rule, so even if you make peace with our fleet that doesn't mean each fleet will follow suit." 

**Colony World A-02/ Roman Space**

"Commander it seems we were detected as we entered the system. We are receiving a message now demanding that we state our business or we will be fired upon." Dova sighed to himself as he thought of what he should do to protect his fleet. "Prepare a message back stating that we are a small fleet of mercenaries exploring past our nation's boundaries looking for some work to pay the bills and send that back to them in binary." He hated the binary system even though it was the easiest way to communicate between alien nations but it took a while to translate without assistance from an AI system which he couldn't seem to get his hands on. He made a mental note that once they saved up enough money they would take a trip to Fleet Solution and have that egghead fleet create several AIs to assist with managing his fleet. "Reignite our engines and bring us into a defensive formation with all frigates in a phalanx position to defend against enemy fire."