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It’s a nice peaceful morning aboard the slipshod bucket of rust Battleship commanded by Dr Dredd. It starts off as usual, a nice coffee in the morning, a newspaper in hand, and a view of clear space right on the bridge of the |DP| Nautilus. The only thing that differed from making it the perfect morning was the sudden coms alert that shook Dredd and ended up spilling his hot coffee all over him. Normally Dredd would’ve cursed and ignored it, but no one would call if it wasn’t urgent. He sighs a…

It remained intactBut there were no Daam'Kavosh anywhere. All that could be seen, were the debris of several ships, trade lanes, and the occasional scanner echo. Just as it all registered in his head, he had an idea. The Nomads. They're generally thought of by humans as the sensor echos that fill the Canis Sector and will often venture out around the small empire of the Daam'Kavosh. Maybe they had seen what had happened to the once glorious Daam'Kavosh empire... or at least have a theory. The on…