After a fair bit of cleaning—which really was mostly Syr and Ard using spells to clear out any dust or dirt that had gathered in the tents—the party plus one were gathered around the comms antenna the pilot had set up. Said pilot was tapping away at his Deck, and a satisfied smile came to him when the device pinged.
“There we go! Connection’s up. Let’s get in touch with HQ and tell them what we saw… getting through annnnnd… there! Operator, you there?”
[Hearing you loud and clear Pilot Marco. Was it you who sent up that recovery flare earlier?]
“That was us yeah. Don’t worry, me and the Freelancers are in one piece. We got surprised by the target though, got caught by an attack when it was fighting a Reiusuth above the trees.”
[… so that confirms its ability to fly. What’s the state of the downed transport craft? We can inform the retrieval team of what to bring.]