<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rrLZaAV.png)</div><strong>Captain Galven</strong><br/>The information coming from science and tactical painted a grim picture, but there it was. The planet appeared to be dying from nuclear bombardment. She thought carefully, before giving an order. "<strong>Helm, take us into as close an orbit you feel comfortable with. Science, keep scanning, I want to know more about what happened here. Tactical, keep a close watch out. I don't want to accidentally trigger anything.</strong>"<br/><br/>The Victoria moved through the system, passing through the asteroid field without needing to even adjust course. The ship took several hours even at maximum impulse, the tiny and dim star slowly starting to come into view. Finally, the ship was close enough that the information began to shift as scans got a clearer picture. While the hulks in orbit were still very dead, the situation on the planet was much different. What had initially seemed like nuclear blast sites were merely large impacts from the space debris, still glowing from radioactivity. There were lots of these impacts, suggesting that whatever had happened here, it was large. Very, very large. Scans of the planet would eventually identify 211 individual crash sites, with the estimated total of vessels at around 163. The vessels were small, around 50 to 100 meters in length on average, with the cylindrical and bulbous shapes similar to most early warp ships, and baring an awful similarity to the Earth-Romulan War era battles that had ravished the galaxy almost 200 years ago.<br/><br/>The various settlements on the planet also came into crisp focus. While the planet was racked with nuclear radiation, most of it was low-level alpha radiation, very little in the way of beta or gamma radiation. There was little in the way of beta or gamma decay, and seemed concentrated near several tectonic plate boundaries that were, while not far away from the settlements, far enough that there was little risk posed to the settlements. Even more interesting, the settlements all had large domes around them, with the contents of said domes much different than the atmosphere outside. Oxygen was about the same, but very little carbon dioxide or sulfer, and much more nitrogen.<br/><br/>For Commander H'Raal, the information from the initial scan appeared to be from almost twenty years ago, no doubt briefly ignored due to the demand for the Dominion War. The plans for the Phoenix showed that the former ICBM had been retrofitted for launch into space, where the cockpit with three people sat atop a warp engine and rudimentary thrusters. Primitive by the standards of the modern day, but it had been the start.<br/><br/>About that time, some of the radio transmissions had been decoded and the language unlocked enough to give rudimentary readouts. The voice that came through the speakers was cheery and sounded pleasant. "Good start of work cycle, habitants! Due to your efforts last month, we reached our production goals in just fourteen cycles! Your efforts towards the war effort are ensuring our soldiers on the front lines get what they need. Remember, your rations now help our boys and girls win! On to the news. A major pharmacological study last week has found..."