Azerothian Research Base Brann, 10KM from Malargüe
As the TarakianTeam walked in they were met with large numbers of people moving around from several places. There was at least over a hundred people in the courtyard alone. The people in the courtyard were watched by the four guard towers and several roaming MP patrols.
The first building they could see was the reception area. They were waved down by a nearby NCO before they could get there. "You guys look like you can handle yourselves." He said looking around, he then nodded as he looked them all up and down. "I need several errands done," He pointed at an IMV to the right of him. "If any of you have any mechanical skills go help Private Stone, she's having Engine troubles and we need that Dominance up ASAP." He then looked down at a clipboard. "Oh and we need some more people down at medbay, someone who can handle a little bit of danger and pushing buttons is a required skill." He said with a small laugh. "I also need someone to deliver some mail to Lieutenant Relia Strongwind. Knowing her, she'll probably be in the bar." He looked up and clapped his hands. "Right, you pick and choose what you guys want. It may not be the most exciting work for soldiers of fortune, but money is money." He said crossing his arms, awaiting a reply.

