Bio
"Greetings, Patron. Be welcome aboard my Crucible, a flying workbench that will tune up that spaceship resembling Swiss cheese! Ha!" Stan laughed as his men maneuvered wreckage into the garage using tractor beams coming from
massive mandible looking instruments.
"Come, we'll get you a coffee and a bite to eat then head over to logistics to review the damage." The Crucible's Captain looked starward as you both enter his landed ship, spotting the Hurricane's silhouette in the distance like a speck against the sun.