After scavenging some protective gear from the outpost and retrieving the last of the data from the control room terminals, the party beds down for the night. The storm rages above them, but the outpost serves as excellent protection from the elements and you all sleep soundly.
The following morning, another grueling trek overland ends with your group returning back to the wofu village and informing them of the events that transpired at the outpost. The wofu elder takes the news of the exile with stoic stillness, eventually wofu-ing its acceptance that a stray wofu that meddled with sky traveler technology would be struck down by sky travelers as well. News of the outpost generates a lot of interest in the locals, as does any information on the nature of the storm. While the wofu are still convinced that inverted starsigns are to blame, the involvement of the plane of air in this disaster seems to fit right into their world view.
With your information and advice dispensed, you return to the Drake and take off from the surface of Colony-753. No Guardian beast intercepts your path this time, and after days you travel back to Pact Worlds space.
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You arrive back in the meeting room in the Lorespire Complex laden down with archaic technology, memories of flying ice chunks and luminescent aliens, and data disks filled with the unfortunate last records of the Skyfire Legion's Outpost on Colony-753. Guidance's hologram materializes in front of you in the form of a weathered elven man.
"Welcome back, Starfinders. The Skyfire Legion is eager to review the data you have recovered. The initial logs recorded by the Drake indicate that you encountered some very unusual creatures and phenomena. You now have invaluable first-hand knowledge of an alien world, knowledge unique to yourselves. As Starfinders, you have a duty to enter what you've learned into our Archives to preserve what you've learned for future explorers and researchers."
The elf's face turns kindly as it seems to sit back in an illusory sofa chair and take out a tome to write in. "But before that, first impressions are always important! Tell me, what did you find?"
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"A primitive though not hostile group of natives. A deadly storm that we now believe is linked to the plane of air. And a long dead plague that killed the colony."
Entropy 002 thinks for a moment.
"The building can be recovered and repopulated though someone with a good knowledge of the plane of air may need to renew some deal to keep the storm away. The natives could supply local food. A survey may find something worth mining on the planet. I didn't notice any local flora or fauna of interest but we saw very little of the planet."
"Chk, chk, remember this day! This team was part of your first mission! Thanks everybody for being such good companions and all the team emotions you shared with us! Good choice to come with you!" Keskodai says and chuckles.
Guidance's sagely hologram jots down notes as each of you offers some details on the planet and the mission. Once you're done reporting in, the hologram closes its tome and flickers once, resuming the undefined humanoid form standing upright.
"We have prepared a list of subsequent missions that might appeal to you, once you have had a chance to recuperate. There are a multitude of other lost outposts in Near Space, and with your experience, we hope
you will take these assignments into consideration. Please be in contact soon for your next mission."
And with that, Guidance flickers once more and disappears.
