You all have been hired by First Seeker Luwazi Elsebo of the Starfinder Society for a secret mission. None of you are yet Starfinders, rather for some reason she has chosen to hire outside mercenaries. You've reached the Lorespire Complex on Absalom Station, the spiraling headquarters of the Starfinders aboard the giant space station. You wait in a lavish meeting room, the walls flanked with large glass panes overlooking space traffic coming and going from the station...your contact should arrive shortly.
Obozaya shifts her scaly Vesk bulk impatiently, "All this for waiting, we Vesk are not so fond of wasting others time that we must construct special rooms for it."
Glowering out at the passing traffic, she drums thick fingers against the haft of her, presently dormant, flame doshko, "This mission had best have some honorable combat, I am not for this sneaking and fiddling with machines - and I had best be able to run my holobanner, else how will my foes know who has taken the honor of their blood?"