Duck
It was a relatively peaceful day in the Dusted Skull territory, their re-appearance had gone less problematic than expected so far.
The day wouldßve likely continued that peaceful if there hadn´t been a tiny detail tarnishing the peace on that day...
The listening posts at the borders of the territory picked up something rather ominous, amidst the background radiation and trader transmissions, only for a brief moment the galactic plain seemed to almost...
...tremble?
Following this there was a silent but distinct whisper, lasting only a few seconds, then, it was gone again.
The whisper was gone again moments later and there were numerous theories about it´s origin, most involving magic or the old gods though noen of it could be proven true, though regardless of which was true or false, something felt wrong, likely only time would tell what.