Character:<strong>Admiral Deren</strong><br/>Location:<strong>Starbase 74</strong><br/><br/>His office had a magnificent panoramic view of his space dock; massive enough to contain a host of Starfleet ships. But there were currently just two ships in dock, the USS Korelev and the USS Jhamel. The latter was an entirely new ship, built on a versatile class. She was a cruiser of medium size, with moderate combat capabilities and good engines.<br/><br/>Even from this distance he could sense uncertainty. This was not unusual. Even if a few of the officers and crew were somewhat seasoned, there was always apprehension with a new ship, new people and new orders. Deren just hoped he could have given them a simpler first mission. But this was the way it was; the difference in reality betweeen what you want to do and what you have to do.<br/><br/>At this very moment, cargo crates were tractored aboard the vessel. Small pods were criss crossing through the dock with people and equipment. Personell were either beaming in or riding along with the gear. The sleek ship was coming to life. The betazoid just hoped it would be a long and prosperous one. Too many had been lost these past years; fallen too young.<br/><br/><em>These are the Voyages of the Starship Jhamel...</em>