The Syrinos a pirate ship under the command of Levaunt Kyur. It was a middle glass gunship meaning it could hold its own in a small fight, but was no where near good enough to take on even half of a battle cruiser. Levaunt was of the Vulcurry race, giving him and almost purple skin and eyes. His hair was tentacles thick purple-ish tentacles. Levaunt sat in his captains chair looking out into space. He was waiting on a transmission from Pirates moon, for directions. There where eight crew members in the Blackmoon Pirates but they had room for more. Which was anyone dumb enough to be a pirate. His first mate Thomas, a human, stood beside the chair awaiting orders. Thomas had short golden hair and blue eyes, he stood six and a half feet. He was very tall for his kind.
Then finally the wide widow that separated the bridge from space changed from clear to a picture of another man.
"Greetings Levaunt, i am sorry for the wait but i had other things to attend to. But anyway, The King needs you to go to Pyronia. There is a man there waiting for you, he has somthing King wants, get it and come back here. I will be sending you further instructions after i hang up. Do not fail us Levaunt."
And just like that the transmission was over. Levaunt looked at Thomas and Thomas nodded, he then gave orders to the crew. "Move it now, set Reality Drive to Pyronia. Lets get in and out people."
Levaunt looked ahead and watched as the space around the ship began to elongate and a split second later they were off.