<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/08/Dollydagger.png)</div><br/>For Trish the cipher peeled back in layers, each more protected than the last. The context of the message- a call for backup- came into focus while the specifics remained clouded.<br/><em>Proceed to #### at haste. Travel to #### and halt a mining colony's efforts to salvage #### </em><br/>Doubly protected was the meat of the distress call. This encryption protocol divulged actions and intentions, but shielded the identities, objects, and locations involved. This was the hallmark of an intelligence agency, unafraid to operate within the Human Sphere but protective of its operatives.<br/><br/>With time the encryption began to crack. The full unredacted message read:<br/><em>Proceed to the Helicon Belt at haste. Travel to Hoyd-13 and halt a mining colony's efforts to salvage an O-12 spacecraft. Confirm the identity of the courier vessel and determine the cause of the crash, secure all sensitive data and cargo aboard, and ensure that no data breaches or leaks have occurred. On completion of your investigation, contact Bureau Tiandi to facilitate salvage operation. </em><br/><br/>To Talora's eyes the wreck was incomplete. What passed within striking distance of Dolly Dagger was breakaway from an asteroid impact or intentional detonation. The rest of the ship was presumably still out there in the Human Edge's silent tech graveyards.<br/><br/>There was, however, something strange about the hull fragment. It must have been brittle, to break apart so quickly under fire from a small ship. Out in the Human Edge frontier, it could be an indicator of outlawed chemical weapon.