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A distress signal leads me to a remote sector of space. I discover a pilot adrift - their ship in tatters, their fuel ta

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A distress signal leads me to a remote sector of space. I discover a pilot adrift - their ship in tatters, their fuel tank dry. As I draw near, an outlaw makes to flee the scene...

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(Wake)

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Race
None
Options
4
Progressive
Yes
Interaction Type
None
Requires Scan Event
Interaction Category
Default

Connections (3)