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Out of retirement.

Well, well, well...

Okay, look, between the Thargoids and the power-play nonsense going on between the factions, the seemingly endless gold-rushes and on and on and on; I thought I'd retire...I decided to head to a nice little backwater outside the bubble and just disconnect from it all, y'know? Well part of it was spent in a backwater. The rest of my time was spent on a penal ship for a contract that went bad.

Until one day I had to resupply and I see the reports all over Galnet.

So, here I am, on my way back to the bubble, hobbling my way back in a crusty old Imperial Eagle I used to run canyon races in. I'm currently gathering xenobiological samples for some egghead right now. One of many mercs in this galaxy, and I get stuck swabbing bacteria off the rocks while the Thargoids rip everything apart back home.

Not that I'm complaining. I need to get my Corvette back to working order, and this pays well enough to see that The Herald of Night flies once again...and maybe this time it'll get a few Thargoid-shaped notches on the hull...

I might have to get in touch with my wingman, too.
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