Our intrepid adventurers had just managed to escape the deadly, servitor filled voidship. The 2 rescued passengers, of whom Tor took quite a liking to Ms Lemon, were very thankful but unable to give any explanation for what had happened.
Without any answers, the crew returned to their original mission of investigating Zeidle’s rendevouz with Caeditz. The guncutter previously detected no longer showed up on their auspex, and so they proceeded cautiously through the Graveyard. Tor recognized the broken hulks as Imperial Navy vessels that had been caught up in the civil war a few centuries ago. Their destination was empty except for a few oddly placed shipping containers floating in space. Guts donned his voidsuit to investigate. Upon closer inspection, it was revealed that the containers belonged to the Limberry 17th regiment. Inside, Guts found a few scattered razor disks and a wooden chest. With no other visible clues, Guts returned to the Phoenix with his treasure in hand. Once aboard, he applied the axe of opening, revealing a brilliant neck-piece with a large gemstone. The strange markings, however,perplexed the crew and caused Guts to suspect the neck-piece was heretical xenotech. Val desired to sell the gem, and convinced the techpriest not to immediately destroy the item. Guts was placated somewhat by Tor blowing up the rest of the shipping containers with the turbolaser, utterly destroying any remaining suspected xenotech.
After the short space walk, the crew returned the the Imperial Mining Station. Iknik thanked the crew again for saving them and began to descend the gangplank before being challenged by Val to a game of chance. Val had the idea that gambling with the tycoon could provide more than a simple reward for rescue. Indeed, Iknik anted up a new salvaging operation and an invitation to a paradise planet in return for the crew’s signature on a venture capitalist project. While definitely a gambler, luck did not seem to be following Mr Blackstone as of late and Val quickly took the win. Iknik was still keen to hire the crew and left them his business card. He promised to put in a call to his company to send a salvage crew and Tor waved goodbye to Ms Lemon.
It was still a few days until the next trial and the crew took this time to take another look at the notes they had copied from Magnus’ office. Preparations for the final trial included reinforcing the Grit Pits, paying a crew of bounty hunters, and visiting the families of deceased cargo handlers. It was cryptic material, but the team was soon distracted by a commotion out in the shuttle bay. A grav-truck had gotten away from two of the station’s industrial servitors and was careening out of control. It was very reminiscent of an earlier situation, until 4 identical looking servitors uniformly latched onto the vehicle, deployed their bracing, and dragged it to a halt. D-16 appeared and the new servitors fell in line with their master. The foreman was very thankful for their help and the two quickly struck a deal to supply the station with the techpriest’s highly advanced servitors for a very reasonable price. D-16 was surprised but excited to see a fellow techpriest, Guts. The two shared a brief binary conversation. D-16 was in the business of constructing and selling high quality servitors to better serve the Imperium. The idea of a burgeoning Rogue Trader’s fleet as a distribution service was requested in return for supplying a crew of servitors to man and repair the Sabre. Signed digital certificates were exchanged and a deal was made.
The next compelling event occured when a certain small golden servoskull floated into the ship to demand an update on the investigation of Zeidle. Tor produced Pak’s dataslate which the servoskull quickly scanned through. The itinerary showed the previous meeting out in the void, as well as details on the next shipment off the station.decided this was enough evidence to move on Zeidle with and demanded the crews help in his capture, dead or alive, to which Hal heartily agreed. Maeve sent her servoskull with the team to scout out Zeidle’s drug den, promising that Maeve herself would join them in person once the operation commenced. This area of the Grits was old and dilapidated and reeked of the poor. The servoskull informed them of two main buildings that Zeidle’s gang operated out off, but that she had no idea which one Zeidle would be located in. The team hunkered down in a small shack nearby, which Tor climbed on top of to survey the open space between the two buildings. It was littered with shipping containers and trucks for the next day’s shipment. Val took advantage of the station’s dim lights to sneak in and attempt to find a main office. Most of the riffraff were sleeping, but one close encounter put an end to the scouting operation.
The rest of the night was spent planning their attack: the servoskulls would cover the back exit in case Zeidle made a run for it, Tor would cover the main drag from his vantage point and the rest of the team pincered the left building. Maeve once again left herself out of their plan. There was an early hiccup though when Guts encountered a ganger. Yet, Guts was able to convince him that he was there to fix their machinery. The ganger was confused, and headed off to the eastern building to fetch Pak. The team, seeing this as an indication of a main office, redeployed to the eastern building, but not before leaving a remote promethium mine to use as distraction. Val positioned himself near an unguarded entrance while the rest climbed onto the unsturdy roof of the building. On their mark, Val chucked in a stun grenade, the roof team blasted their way in, and Guts detonated his charge. They landed right on top of a pair of very surprised guards which they quickly dispatched. Outside, the gangers were panicking, giving Tor easy shots. And, as luck would have it, the first room that Animyra checked had Zeidle sitting behind a desk. She immediately pulled back her hood as he looked up in surprise. He managed a surprised gasp before being slammed back out of his chair by her mutant powers. They had found their quarry.