[center][color=Goldenrod]This is the historic collection of tales and events that detail the adventurers of the Lantallian and its crew.[/color]
[hr][color=gray]First mission:
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     There was a hesitant pause by Niyati. Hard to determine on an expressionless face yet still it was there, and it was unlikely to go unnoticed by the familiar and perceptive AI. In the delay of his reply the distant sound of fruitless external attacks ceased to echo within the ship.

"[color=silver][i]Well, at least that is over then.[/i][/color]" Niyati replies as he taps away on the faded console trying to bring it back to life. Giving up he walks towards the exit.

"[color=silver][i]So Peter, in absence of a sand cannon, how would you recommend we proceed? Oh, and I don't believe I need to say it but make sure you keep a close watchful eye on that monkey of ours, would you. 
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Before exiting the cockpit Niyati scans the ship and its perimeter for the thoughts of his crew and that of the creatures outside. Gathering the locations of everyone in question. Once content, he makes his way through the crew lounge, passengers lounge and towards the boarding ramp. 

He wouldn't admit it but the ship had been disappointingly empty as of late. It was what lead to missions such as this. Forced to accept nearly anything that paid. Niyati was no beggar, but he couldn't afford to be a chooser either. Not right now.

One last telepathic role call went out to the crew as the captain asked any who were eager to join him at the loading dock.

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