Just a short update. But there's more to come soon!
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I had been tracking these bad bloods for longer than I had anticipated and much longer than I had wished. So when I traced them to an undeveloped planet I couldn't help but let out small trill. I had almost caught them on the backwater planet called Earth but they had managed to elude me, escaping with thirteen ooman females. Including children. Their purpose was to no doubt trade them as slaves, acceptable if it wasn't for the young ones. That wasn't only one of many offenses that they had made but soon they would dealt with. I would not let them escape again.
I looked over the geography and inhabitants of this new, small planet with my ships computer, surprised by how similar it was to Earth. It even had something similar to the oomans, though with many varieties. The ones that looked exactly like the oomans called themselves 'Nords', while the ones with elongated ears said they were 'Mer'. And even they had many different forms; Some of them were tall with pointed facial features and amber eyes. They called themselves Altmer. On the flip side, the Dunmer had dark eyes and skin. And there were more varieties of these Mer. Then there was a race covered in fur and one with scales. I clicked happily when my com told me that even the main language was similar to the one I had to learn for my visit on Earth. This world would be a very interesting hunting ground. I made a mental note to bring it up to the council when I returned. While I was busy learning about this little planet I almost didn't notice the ship leaving its orbit.
"Pauk!" My carelessness almost let them escape again but I would be damned if it happened again. I followed after them, keeping their ship in sight while staying far enough back that I would stay off their radar. I wanted to avoid a space battle so long as they had their prisoners. After several light years, they entered the orbit of a small jungle filled planet that was their headquarters. I had discovered it weeks ago. The problem was that they only stayed here if they had found something they wanted to hunt in the massive jungles instead of whatever planet they had stopped on. Rarely were they on this world for more than a few hours. I was determined to not miss this opportunity. I moved my shop a few miles away from their orbital entry point and brought it down into the jungle. The rest of the way would have to be on foot. Hopefully, whatever they brought to hunt would be entertaining enough to keep them busy.