Mneta was in a good mood that morning, she'd spent the night with her friends (and lovers) and it looked like they were going to be able to help, or at least start negotiations, when they arrived at the ship.  Then she got the news about the attack.  Millerites had always been a little on the shifty side, looks like they got worse on this world.  But at least she'd have a decent weapon.  She told the techs that if they could repair other weapons, or ships shields, it would make a big difference.<br/><br/>Mneta recognized the huge reptilian humanoid as one that was hanging around with the bigwigs last night, and looked puzzled as she spoke.  Mneta pushed the button for the translator app and smiled as she understood the creature, no, person's speech.  Then she looked puzzled.  "Glad to meet you as an ally, Lady Ironclaw.  I don't have any kin aboard, but my friends and allies match the response to the need.  I don't know if the organizers told you the ship is being attacked by Miller-, I mean Goblins, and orcs.  So I expect there'll certainly be a fight against them."  She looks around the Dirigible.  "We'd be happy to offer a feast, but I don't know if we have the rations for this many people."<br/><br/>Shortly after, the dirigible took off.  The captain announced over the intercom that the trip would take 2 hours.  Mneta excused herself from her company long enough to use the communicator, telling the crew that help would be there in about 2 hours