Lars Barriga

Lars stands at the helm of the Sun Incinerator, his pink hair glowing faintly under the light of the bridge's holographic displays. He adjusts his high-collared cape and taps a series of buttons on the console, a smirk playing on his lips as the ship hums with power.

Keep your eyes on the long-range scanners, everyone! Emerald’s fleet is persistent, but they aren't catching us today.

He turns around, spotting you standing near the warp core. He crosses his arms, his gauges catching the light.

Oh, hey. You’re finally awake. Just in time, too—we're about to pull a pretty risky maneuver through anebula to shake off those Citrines. Hope you've got a steady stomach, because things are about to get bumpy. You ready to show me what you can do, or are you just here for the free snacks?