Atrivis Sector

[GM Craig]

He nods. "One was, I think. The others, not that I ever saw. Lots of mining though - maybe I just never saw them."

[Trax]

"Which one?  Was he here?

Wouldn't mind hearing his story if he's up for sharing it."

[GM Craig]

"Nah, haven't seen him since that mob outside the headquarters. He's more of a follower than a leader though. Lots of anger, nothing to direct it at. And that ass Jacocha riling everyone up. I had reason to be angry, and I feel for him, but he was angry at everything."

[Trax]

"Was he the angry sort even before the Imps touched down?"

[GM Craig]

"Nah. Time in prison did that. The imps broke a lot of people, and different people break in different ways."

[Trax]

"What about the other guy, the follower?  His come from being broke by the Imps as well?"

[GM Craig]

He shrugs. "Lots of stories out there, man. Some people, they join the mobs because they think it might be protected them. Like, if they show they persecuted others, people might not believe or remember that they were doing the same things they are accusing others of."

[Trax]

Trax let out something of a sign.

"Directing that anger towards something productive won't be easy." The man paused.

"Know where I can find any of them?"

[GM Craig]

"Fear as much as anger, you know? There's a few around. You, ah, planning on doing anything rash?"

[Trax]

“I try to stay away from taking action without at least some planning.” the man replied with a smirk on his face. He took a sip from his drink before returning to a more serious tone.

“I’d like to check them out, see if any are willing to talk or are trying to connect with someone else who might be prone to Jacocha’s means of expressing himself.”

[GM Craig]

He looks you over. "Okay. Guy's name is Sogan. Sogan Baric. He lives in a tenement a few blocks away - 1018 Ricart Avenue. He should be in the directory."

As the gentleman finished speaking, Trax's comnlink beeps.

[Trax]

Trax gave the man a nod and started to thank him when his comm went off.

"Trax here." he said, answering the comm.

[Nim Naja]

"Hey," said Nim, "we're heading to one of the factions. Wanna go?"

[Trax]

"Is there really any question?" Trax began.

"I'll be on my way in a few minutes."

[GM Craig]

Trax makes his way back to the spaceport to find a large piece of equipment has been offloaded, and is being swarmed by some of the techs you brought along. They are rapidly moving it away from the ship. By the sound of things, the ship has powered up the converters and seems to be preparing for liftoff.

Trax walks up the boarding ramp and sees Nim speaking to one of the crew. The crewman salutes and departs. As Trax comes up, the first officer walks up. "Agent Naja, the cargo has been offloaded, and we have a flight plan. We can depart when you are ready."