Aside from the Cradle itself, Babylon’s tower was one of Outremer’s most interesting features to Vreta. The spire at the core of the tower was ancient, having existed even before the Humans’ arrival on the planet. It was hard to say what created it, but despite its more natural appearance, it was highly unlikely to have been a natural formation. The Humans had, of course, built up around the spire to make the tower their own as they had constructed their city, but Vreta was more interested in the mystery at its heart. There had been another species which had inhabited Outremer before the Humans, but what use did they have for this spire? Had they created the Cradle as well, or had they merely discovered it? Recent evidence seemed to suggest the latter, though they still did not know what had caused them to disappear.

Regardless, Vreta focused quickly on the task ahead once their vessel set down on the landing pad. The security was less of a surprise to Vreta, though he was not sure he believed the explanation. Still, he kept close to this Sergeant Thrace as requested, following close behind Freyr out onto the landing pad. He hardly seemed to pay attention to the rainfall sliding off of his scales, instead taking in the sight of the tower from up close. Though, he only seemed distracted for a brief moment before turning his attention back to their escort. 

“Are these Skinners really much of a concern? Their beliefs seem to restrict them from using the equipment and augmentations that would make them effective. Ten of them together could not kill me when they attempted an ambush.” Vreta remarked. Of course, he knew he had not been attacked by actual Skinners, but his attackers had attempted to imitate their equipment and tactics.