Council Leader Vorik stood by the cargo shuttle, working the replicator for those who assembled the dome. He didn't like to stay stationary, leaving everyone else to do the work; he liked to help. The sound of a shuttle could be heard, the roar of its engines becoming louder as it came closer. Vorik looked up, seeing it was not one of their own. It was a large cargo shuttle that looked like it had been through multiple battles. It was what bounty hunters or smugglers' cargo shuttles would look like.
Pulling out his comm link, he spoke into it. "We have company. It's a cargo ship. We need backup now! Send a cargo ship to take the group of people by the lake to the mother ship."
Council Leader Vorik called out around him. "Prepare for battle. It's highly likely that they will try to kill us."
