Shortly before leaving the team went to meet someone on The Scorched Lands. Who they met there is unknown, supposedly some sort of earth elemental escort took them from there and returned them to Center through the same gate.
However, finding out who was following them was much easier. Word on the street was a vicious pale elven woman with a mean streak was following them. Not only that, but she had some sort of techno wizard or something with her that launched nano drones looking like grains of sand. The vicious little things were used to torture a few people to ensure the information was accurate. Just thinking of the group with her is enough many of them people spoken to about it shake in fear. Her name when spoken sends chills up the spines of the speakers ‘Nemesis’
As the team puts their best foot forward they are able to navigate the more dangerous spaceways often avoided and arrive at the Paradise system only a couple days after leaving. Who would have thought the Remorseless could perform so well? Arsenal of course, coming out of the engine room she glares at Ramson as she delivers her message. “It will take at least half a day to fix her.” Then looking around the rest of the crew as if she was surprised to see them there. “12 standard hours.”
Scanning the system the crew looks to confirm the location of the Sovereign. After all it should be here and if they find it, then this would be the time to begin putting their plan in use. However soon as they begin closing in on the planet the coms are overwhelmed with the hundreds of promises for various pleasures and other opportunities ‘only available in Paradise’. The direct and unconcealed nature of the promises is enough that anyone with a sense of decency would feel shamed.