It was the middle of the day and the sun was beating down onto the busy spaceport. The port its self was loud, the air polluted with the noise of all manner of languages, and the rumbling of ship engines. A pungent scent of oil and fuel hung heavily in the air, not seeming to bother anyone. There were merchants hawking their wares everywhere there was enough space to do so, some were selling common items and necessities like food, and others seemed to be selling rare, expensive items. The place was packed full of people, both alien and human alike, all hurriedly attending to their own business. Most were crew members off of the various ships that were at rest in the port, but some seemed to merely live in the area and had desired to go for a walk. It was a sight to see when a ship pulled in or went on its way out into space and so many people waited around just to watch. Dispersed among this diverse crowd, were the newest recruits for the ship, The Black King, all making their way towards the ship based on the directions and description of the ship they had been given when they were notified of their applications acceptance.