There they are... North, Jester, Zenit and Allana, they arrived in a bay with other ships similar to Allana's... Amazing how she managed to fly with that junk... They are a group of mercenaries who work for the imperial navy, and Allana seems to be a high rank among them...
The Guild of Mercenaries in the Empire is vast, as well as in other galactic unions... It is a neutral faction that works in all territories except the capital of the Empire Metania, as they have their own militia and hunters. In short... They work for a certain government.
The Guild of Bounty Hunters is even wider... They have centers on all highly civilized planets, legalization to enter and exit Empire territory when they need it to fulfill their task. To fulfill missions in other galactic unions they must prove that they are on mission, and even so, they must follow the guild code and respect the galactic unions. In short... They are independent.
They then entered an elevator, which took them to a chamber full of mercenaries, among them... There were some people with the same insignia as Allana... They are the Elite among the mercenaries, the Sol Class... The ranking of mercenaries are set by their sucess rate... From the lowest to highest rank: Bronze, Silver, Gold, Platinum, Mithril, Hexrum and Sol... And their meeting started there, in the Master Table;
[Az'ra]- "It has been a long time since all the Sol has assembled... How's the things?"
[Jinn D'jerin]- "We will expand our operations outside the Empire... And start another Sol Promotion Selection."
[Shade]- "... Why?"
[Allana]- "I will retire, so they need another Sol to replace me."
[Az'ra]- "Damn... Who would have thought that the "Valkyrie Alf" would retire... So this is an farewell party? What you will do now?"
[Allana]- "I don't know yet... Possibly travel through the galaxy with my new crew... Just travel with my ship is enough... I have 150 years old, but I want to enjoy travel through the galaxy."
[Ivanic "Drake"]- "So young and with a great career, yet you are already planning to leave? Well, your choices mate... I can bestow one of my ships to you if you need it."
[Allana]- "So can I have MY ship back? I am tired of calling that junk my ship... Like, give me Shiryu back."
[Ivanic "Drake"]- "Fine, fine... Consider it a goodbye gift."
Shiryu is an famous ship among the pilots... The famous ship that could escape from the Grand Devourer "Abbadon"... One of the most dangerous creatures in the Deep Space. It is an Tier-3 ship, Volcanica class, model Mal-3t-85... A ship specializing in speed, burst attacks and plasma shields model H1.
The farewell party was short, and then they announced that they would start testing to select a new Sol. North and the others didn't stall much, and soon boarded the Shiryu... which was in final adjustments to begin the journey...
[Allana]- "Alright... This is my true ship, Shiryu... I will enjoy my retirement traveling around... if you have any goals, targets, or anything else in mind... get out of here. If you don't have problems with travelling without goal, you are welcome here."
[North]- "Adventure! The galaxy is big, and there are many things to see! Where are we going now Allana?"
[Zenit]- "I'll stay to manage the ship... As you are, I know you're going to wreak havoc on it, so I'll keep it functional as much as I can."
[Jester]- "Don't care... I like that kid, so I will follow you for now..."
[Allana]- "Fine... I have some rooms for you... Wait, do you guys can speak normally?"
[Zenit]- "Adversion: I don't know what you're talking about."
And there they finally started the adventure... The endless curiosity of North guide him through the galaxy...
I wonder if they could find me... Maybe, perhaps they can find the others...