The Mandoleer’s Folly raced toward the Ottawa Sector, its crew braced for the chaos that awaited. Onboard, tension was palpable as Spacedawg, Renée Lachapelle, and Ed Alvis briefed their teams one last time. “Alright, everyone,” Spacedawg began, “we’re facing a significant threat. We need to stay sharp and work together. Ed, you’ll lead the fighters.…
The Mandoleer’s Folly slipped through the asteroid belt in the Manitoba Sector, its crew on high alert. Spacedawg stood on the bridge, eyes fixed on the screen displaying the rogue faction base. “We’ve got defenses and entry points marked,” said J.J. Smith, the ship’s tactical officer. “Looks like we’ve found some weak spots.” Spacedawg nodded,…
The Mandoleer’s Folly smoothly docked at the RCSC headquarters, the crew bustling with anticipation. As Spacedawg and his senior officers disembarked, they steeled themselves for the debriefing session that awaited them. In the debriefing chamber, Admiral Nyssa stood, her expression a mix of concern and curiosity. “Captain Pauly, your findings are crucial. Please proceed.” Spacedawg…
