Then, he turned back to the Andorian. "I have my medic looking after a few other people that we found when we first got here. WOuld you mind briefing us on what exactly happened here?"
[OOC: what's an Admorian? GM? I thought were were dealing with an Andorian?]
The Admorian took a moment to catch his breath before answering. "We,
the survey team from the South Hampton, had set up this base camp, and had
been working on our detailed survey for about a day and a half when we were
attacked. The first shots came from the air, a tactical type of craft. A
fighter of sorts. Then came the ground pounders. They came while I was out
with a survey group about a kilometer away from the camp. We say the ships
come in, and headed straight for the camp thinking the worse. We were
proven correct. The other team that was out at the time arrived just after
we did, but from the other direction. They must not have known about the
inbound ships, because they just walked into camp. Most of them were shot
on sight. Stun I think, but I could not be sure. We hid out for most of
the day. Watching as some of the buildings were raised after a violent
search. Several people were interrogated in full view of everyone.
Horrible thing to watch. Well, we were discovered and captured. The Chief
of Security was with us captives. He said something about the folks that
had captured us being Ramesar.
The next morning we tried to escape. The Chief created a diversion,
while a group of us ran for it. The two officers in the lab that you found
and 3 others. Down the path we were ambushed, and the others were killed.
Leaving those two and myself. We hid in a cave close to where I was running
my survey the day before. We hid out there, but we were found. I was out
gathering food when the troops found them. They were interrogated again.
The Ramesar left them to die out in the sun on the beach. I brought them
back to the camp, and tried to care for them the best I could.
Thank the Gods you are here." the found officer was definately glad to
be found. Glad to be in the hands of friends.
[response?]
Liridian out.
