…Suddenly, a sequence of stupendously outsize, roughly-teardropped-shaped craft of impartial origin warp into the fight, as some of the most sexually endearing vessels in human history start space-jumping marines from their innards, their waistlines blotting out the sun, comms screaming shiznik about "Pennsylvanian Independence"; whatever that means.
THE SYNDIC LEAGUES
(A co-operative of Rheinland's Shipping Unions, retired from a life of piracy.)
Jone's jump drive flared into action as he blind-hopped free of the event horizon, dragging a leviathan and three valors with him into an oddly purple looking system, more Alliance jump signatures flaring out behind him…
"…Phew old boys, that was a close one, eh?"
THE SYNDIC LEAGUES
(A co-operative of Rheinland's Shipping Unions, retired from a life of piracy.)
EXAMPLE of what not to do: Seminar Requests
"There once was a character."
"Name By Religion A man walks up to the character."
"The man shoots the character dead."