<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/kOfnT10.png)<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Red Team</span></span></div></div><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Jorgal Drack (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15732038#msg15732038)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Krogan<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Scout/Assassin<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>20th December, 2174 CE<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Krogan Combat Armour Painted in Greens that Match Reetix<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>East of LZ<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Mission<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Jacob, Jackiro, Rue<br/><br/><br/><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><div align="center"> ___________________________________________________________</div><br/>Drack grunted in disappointment when he saw the alien disappear down a side-trail.  He hadn't expected there to be an escape route, even though he really should have.  But given how it had thrown down its weapon and ran off, it was unlikely to pose a threat to them all on its lonesome, and the old krogan didn't plan on hanging around for much longer.  All nearby threats were neutralized, which meant they didn't need to worry about getting shot in the back any time soon, and Rue had completed her task of getting whatever information was here.  As for the downed krogan battlemaster and the crates, those could wait until later.  Trying to bring them along would only slow them down, and what they needed right now was speed.  It would have been nice if the damn drone hadn't exploded, but he could take it exploding now when all the fighting was over compared to in the middle of a fight where it could have made things a lot more difficult for Red Team.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;">“Good work kid,”</span>Drack typed to Red Team.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;">“Now let's go meet up with Blue Team and try to rescue Orange Team.  If there are klixen, there might be harvesters, so keep sharp and hope that Orange Team's injuries aren't too severe.”</span><br/>While he wasn't afraid of harvesters, he did respect how dangerous they were, and without the drone's machine gun, they were going to have a hard time chasing one off, let alone take one down, with sniper rifles.  Drack did have grenades on him, but it was questionable if he had enough on him.<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;">“We can come back for the rest if we have time.”</span><br/>With nothing else left to say, the old krogan began to double-time it back to the shuttle.