Sturm and his crew just arrived from their trip from the Alphas, they were gone for a couple of days and they were excited when they heard the news that the cantina had already opened.
Entering the Cantina, Sturm went straight to the bar and sat down.
"Hey Olson, set me up with some whiskey here. Have you seen Fynn around?"
Seeing Olson was busy at the moment and could only give him a shrugged, he reached behind the counter to get a bottle of whiskey and a shot glass.
"Put this on my tab." Poured the whiskey in to the glass and took his first shot.
Ahh this stuff is good, Fynn really knows where to get the good stuff.
Looking around, he could see Junkers, Freelancers and even some of the SRO people. Well Haven is really progressing well, he could still remember when he first joined up with Fynn in the Dallas Scrap fields. He was also there when they laid the first foundations of the base. Good times.
Sturm got lost in his thoughts and drank some more.