[center][h2][color=556451]Temash Arall[/color][/h2][/center]

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“I guess it’s a good thing you brought one then, eh?” Temash chimed in at Van’s suggestion and gave the half-elf a friendly pat on the back as he attempted to ease his fears. “Yeah, someone could give us the slip, override the AI, and take off with our new ship. But if they could do that and avoid being picked up on our lifesign scans, I don’t think a hatch opened with a pry bar would really be an obstacle. Nah. People like that seriously know what they’re doing. Probably would have set a better trap in the first place. That being said; P0L-3!”

The drone answered immediately and within a second the mechanical companion floated above his shoulder awaiting his order. Temash’s hand pulled back, reaching into his tool belt and producing his portable lantern. Quickly affixing it to his shoulder, its light illuminated the darkness ahead before giving his command. “Why don’t you scout ahead? Make sure nothing is hiding around the corner before we head ‘into the breach’, eh?”