Investigate data banks
I access the ship's manifesto. The creatures were infected with a dangerous parasite. I take information on an interesting new tech before hurriedly departing...
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Warriors dialogue
A high-tech cage filled with the mangled bodies of animals lie in the cargo hold - thrown like thrown dice. The creatures appear to be long dead yet their fur moves unnaturally as though still alive.
Within the cockpit a warrior-like pilot lies sprawled on the controls, a boltcaster in its hand. The ship's data banks appear to be operational.
I access the ship's manifesto. The creatures were infected with a dangerous parasite. I take information on an interesting new tech before hurriedly departing...
Some requirements or outcomes are not yet mapped.
A dozen bloated razor-toothed maggots leap at me from the nearest corpse, revealing the ship tech they're stacked upon. I grab it then stagger from the ship bleeding profusely.
Some requirements or outcomes are not yet mapped.
I take the Multi-Tool, pausing only to open fire on the razor-toothed maggots that emerge and attack...
Some requirements or outcomes are not yet mapped.
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