Carakh flew his shuttle, Relokan, away fro the planet of Azgard. He was heading for Hurok, an ice planet controlled by the Azgardian Galactic Military.
He inputted the co-ordiantes of Hurok in his navi-computer, and shot off into hyperspace. It was going to be about a half hour trip, so he leaned back into his seat.
He really needed to get a new ship. His shuttle was an unarmed piece of junk that was slower than a gragh (form of turtle on Azgard). He would have to bring it up with Dolash when he returned from his journey.
He was actually unsure on what his purpose would be at Hurok. Dolash had given him orders to go there, and that he would recieve new orders when he got there. He would have to just wait.
He resumed to staring out the viewport, wathing the stars streak by as he travelled. Twenty five minutes left...

Carakh struggled to lift himself up to the top of the next cliff. That was all he had been doing for the sixteen hours of the day, for the last 23 days. He was in the huge mountain ranges of his homeworld, Azguard.
He reached his hand down and pulled up his best friend, Bob Shorty. They had decided to participate in the annual Great Search. It took place once every year on Azguard, and was a test of your every physical ability.
You formed a team of up to three people and set out to find some on the rarest things onn Azguard. It was a race between your group and the others, and winning it was considered to be the greatest reward.
He and Bob had already gotten 4 of the eight objects, and were now looking for the Pinnacle Rock, which could only be found on the highest mountains on all of Azguard. You would have to climb to the top, then search in thew snow for the rare rock.
They were almsot at the top now, and Carakh felt that they should begin looking for the rock soon. You could only find it on the highest peaks, and even there it was quite difficult to find.
About a half an hour later, Bob, who was about forty feet below him shouted out.
"What was that?" Carakh yelled back.
Although faint, thorugh the wind he could make out "I've found one!!" Carakh turned around and started edging his way slowly down the mountainside, which was near vertical at that point. As he approached he could see his friend struggling to pull it free from some ice. Bob tugged several times, then, suddenyl, it came free. It slipped free so easily that it sent Bob off balance, and in that split second when he did not have a hold on anything, he fell.
Bob fell 300 feet before the moutain leveled off, and he hit the ground with a loud thud and snap.
"No!!" shouted Carakh, but to no avail. His friend continued to roll down the slope, gaining momentum as he went. Soon he was out of sight.
Fighting back tears, Carakh began the long descent of the mountain. He would not be able to continue the Great Search without Bob.
Carakh woke gasping. He had had that dream many times before, and it was the most horrible thing he had ever experienced. Losing his friend like that, he would never forget it. It was one of the most vivid and most horrible moments of his life.
He looked around, and suddenly realized where he was. He snapped upright, and looked at the computer in front of him. Still five minutes left until he arrived.

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OOC:No,no, no, no. You've got it all wrong. I inputted the co-ordinates wrong so I will catually come out of hyperspace at Gorek instead of urok. It is not even in the Azgard system, but actually a ways from it.

Consider that post void.