SS Nirvana
Andre was bright eyed and bushy… haired. He started talking almost as soon as he walked in, “The kids are, probably, adults of an alien species, Lilly too. Different species, both more advanced than humans, cousins of sorts to each other. They sent devices into… let’s call it Avalon as that is more poetic than Fae Dimension… gremlins and a few others got ruffled about it because it messed with things. Gryftrr stole a ride, dropped its defenses and got it marauded. I assume that group is the owner of the warship we recently escaped. I want to recover or destroy that tech to stop people here from making more mess. Maybe we can come up with less destabilizing methods to access Avalon, but we can’t really hope to match a warship as we are and I don’t think it is a good idea to spread this info around.” He didn’t know that half of what he knew was public knowledge already.