When your father first told you about the Vae Victus, his spacecraft, you laughed at him. A cruel thing, to laugh at a dying man, but you did not know what else to do.
It was an unbelievable thing, a crazy thing, for a destitute Spice farmer on a worthless refugee planet to say. Certainly then men in the Spice Hall would have laughed at him had he said it in the Urban Zone. Still, something in his ice blue eyes cut short the mirth and your laughter choked and died.
"I wanted to finish this myself," he said many times in the days before he passed.
It was not until several weeks after his death that you were able, finally, to locate the entrance to the vast cavern that held the sleeping Vae Victus.
At several points during the search, you nearly gave up -- but in spite of your father's reputation as a liar and thief, the man was telling the truth. The Victus is a Juror Class Starship and a very workable, if aged, space machine.
"I never wanted to involve you, my son, but fate has left me no choice. You must grant your dying father two requests. Deliver this message and use my old ship to make a better life for yourself and your mates. Don't end up a broken, crippled old man stuck as a Fringe Spice farmer..."
The auto-pilot has announced it is a five AU South to the destination your father had left with the messages.
You must land in the Urban Zone and visit the Palace.
Last Edit: Dec 2, 2010 18:46:53 GMT -5 by Cory Trese
Post by Kelvin Zero on Dec 2, 2010 22:19:19 GMT -5
Alright! Great first story for the forum. Thanks for granting my request. Of course now I need to write out a story myself. I'll probably write about one of the many glorious and horrendous deaths my captains have gone through.