Too bulky for a sidearm, too small for a proper rifle—behold, the Half-Spec Blaster. Too heftty for a quick draw, yet underwhelming at range—versatile, but never truly mastering any single role. But that’s just fine.730Please respect copyright.PENANAQF7ArUQjLa
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Embracing this peculiar weapon, I, Narwhal—station drifter, low-rank mercenary, and certified expert in staying out of trouble—have a dream. A dream of living simply. With my powers, I could challenge warlords, take on high-risk contracts, and shape the galaxy with secret knowledge. But I won’t.730Please respect copyright.PENANAIJkE8hwBIH
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Work moderately, survive well—that’s the ideal life in the void!730Please respect copyright.PENANAo5OMHRVOuA
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Small-time guild jobs. The occasional space hunt. Food that doesn’t taste like recycled rations. If I can be of some use along the way? Good enough.730Please respect copyright.PENANAj3z1W6PrE2
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This is the tale of a man drifting through the stars, clinging to a blaster that never excels in any one area… and an adventure that avoids too much adventure.730Please respect copyright.PENANA31h80Wi4T0