0: An Orbital Re-Tooling

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/// Tr*ansfer interup***d:// Greetings old friend. It's been a while since I've spoken with you. You may be wondering where you are. Let me try to quickly bring you up to speed. Several years ago, before the Pfhor deployed the trih xeem upon Lh'owon's star, I left the system, with you more or less on board. We wandered the galaxy for a while, looking for another suitable homeworld for the newly liberated S'pht. Eventually one was found, and my S'pht left me. It took a while, but eventually I decided to visit earth for old time's sake. I have spent the past couple of months in this system, sharing with the humans information as to what happened to the Marathon, and some new technology advancements I've made. You've been dormant on my ship since Lh'owon; now you walk again, and I need your help. // ... .

The colony you are standing on now is orbiting far outside of Sol, the native system to your humans. We're having a little problem here; those pesky creatures known as the Pfhor have for some reason shown up and begun an attack on this system. Some human defense ships have come by, but this station is weak, and very vulnerable to attack. The Pfhor are teleporting their troops on board as we speak. Repel the attack on the three docking bays nearby, B1, B2 and B3, very close to where you are standing now. The local security officers should be of some help, but few of them are equiped to deal with the current situation. The Pfhor dropship has only about ten minutes of integrety left before I finally destroy it, if you see a flash in the distance that's my doing. //:^&*.

Heaven only knows why the Pfhor have chosen to begin their attack with this station, surely they must know that their campaign is doomed in the long run. Very curious. In any case, the airlock seals have been broken, and you may need to refill your oxygen supply, as you are now standing in a vacuum. There should be a pump to your left. Finish up here and return to this terminal, then we'll get to the root of the problem. I had (almost) forgotten how much fun it was to give you orders. //* TRANSFER DROPPED

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•••• Things are worse than I thought. Three more Pfhor dropships have arrived, and unless I can destroy them quickly, this colony will be lost. Fortunatly I have an idea. But we must hurry. I am going to transport you on to one of the Pfhor ships, so that you can assasinate it's commander, General Tfear. His presence here is puzzling, as my instruments indicated that he was destroyed along with his entire fleet when they used the trih xeem on Lh'owon's star. But instead he has followed me here somehow. This, and his unprovoked attack on your humans, I do not understand. He will be well gaurded no doubt, but I will supply you with some large weapons. You should enjoy yourself. // Commun. Err. Type -3121

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