TeslaTornado
Inactive Member
Charmer's Luck, the dread stealth frigate of the Aetheric Main, drifted into scanner range of the Great Lighthouse, still under shields.
"Helm, bring us to bearing 260, down six degrees. Put us on approach towards that docking corridor."
[WIP]
"Helm, bring us to bearing 260, down six degrees. Put us on approach towards that docking corridor."
[WIP]