elsewhere in UNE space, a new batch of ships had recently entered the system. coming from the far off east, a series of 3 ships, one 935m vessel and a pair of 155 meter ships alongside it, one to either side. boasting a strange design on the main cruiser, the main section of the hull had two large bladed protrusions to either side, and a set of 5 large bars evenly spaced along them, coated with weapons, hangar bays and senor systems, each seemingly specialized. a nameplate rested on a pair of small side platforms, "SCV-FORAGER CLASS-CENTURION". the vessel appeared to have battle scars across its paint and lots of rust... but still in perfectly working order none the less. it was starting to scan its surroundings but not advancing forward, unknowing of what lied ahead.
at the head of the Centurion, seraphim was pacing back and forth, waiting for the scans to return. its been ages... quite literally infact, running diagnostics on all her systems, translation, weapons, scanners, surely something's gone wrong, to not have would be a statistical impossibility. but, she steadies herself. the exploration continues, looking for any sign of life in this strange new galaxy. what sort of tech do the species here have, how large are they, are they overly hostile like the chosen of old? or had they lucked out with friendly groups.... time will tell, and patience was not something she enjoyed.
