X Marks da Spot


It shouldn’t be able to fly.
That was Captain Cymeon’s first thought.
It’s coming right at us, was his second.
The crew of _Belisarius Indomitus_ hurried to carry out his orders, diverting power to the manoeuvring thrusters and forward voids. It wouldn’t do any good. Alarm klaxons echoed from the high vaulted, wood-panelled bridge, its fittings more like those of a patrician’s antechamber than the bridge of a starship.
Source: Eternal Crusade

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