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[Brown Dynamite]

GM

 

 

Iridium Shore

Gerivan, Volash
Lor time mark 1484.1 [January 2nd (Terran Calendar)]

 

Once again, the Voidrunners had found themselves acting as freelancers.  Their recent individual successes let to an offered commission as professional privateers for the Lor.  Which was promptly turned down.  The news of the refusal led to their latest job offer from the man who taught Roulette everything he knew about surviving in space.  But, they were not alone as the Praetorians had sent two envoys along to the meeting.    

 

General Almasi of the Stellar Khanate was one Kinan Khan's many "trusted" officers.  The former captain of a band of Khanate Pirates, Star Khan conquered his crew and took the pirate under his control.  Breaking and bending the man under his iron fist, one of many.  But, after the Incursion as Kinan's heirs began squabbling for control of their father's territory, Amalsi's true loyalties revealed themselves.  The former general starting his own campaign to take control of what was left of the Khanate.

 

The Zultasian general was in his late 50's, dark indigo colored skin and greying silver hair that ran down to his waist.  His left eye was covered by a cybernetic eyepatch that appeared as if were bolted on to his flesh.  His right hand was missing, albeit safely protected behind the cover of the bright yellow Zultasian warsuit that he was wearing.  The suit itself was heavily scarred with obvious signs that many pieces had been hastily replaced by other discarded armors.

 

Amalsi's reputation for ruthlessness implied that the Khanate revolutionary would not drastically change the empire's culture.  However, his deeds with the Coalition and expressed goals for at least some continued relations with the Lor made him sound almost trustworthy. 

 

The meeting place was inside a VIP room of the infamous Irridium Shore. Gerivan's finest casino and home to all manner of the worst dregs the Lor had to offer.

[Tiffany Korta]

 

Sitara liked to keep herself busy a bored Sitara tended to live up to her name and she wanted to stay and help the Praetorians for as long as she could. Even with keeping the Praetorians ships flying, and a multitude of Earths to explore, she still had plenty of time to fill. Luckily for her, she was the expert on the Khanate, having spent several months undercover as an exile after trouble with the Grand Admiral.

 

She knew from many centuries of experience that types such as General Almasi like displays of power, being overly fussy uniforms or lived in armours. She'd chosen right, based on the Praetorians extensive files, and her exquisitely crafted white armour looked red in the lights of the casino. Though she wasn't wearing the helmet so that he could see that she was Lor like, she doubted he'd even heard of Earth that was her true home.

 

For now, she didn't say anything happy for others to make all the noise whilst she got a feeling for the situation, and any potential trouble on its way.

[Brown Dynamite]

Roulette made no hesitation in ordering himself some fine Felysian ale.  After all it was on Khanate government dime.  Well technically Khanate rebellion dime.  But, all sides of the conflict were using less than scrupulous funds.  "Bliss, lighten up.  I know Ruby went off to go find herself.  Or help some random lor find herself.  But, trust me this job is on the up and up."

 

Like many things that came out of Turk's mouth, it wasn't the whole truth.  A truth which meant he had absolutely no idea how on the up the job was.  And more than likely, it was a pain.  Amalsi was the one who taught Stahnze how to lie, cheat, and steal.  But, more than that Roulette had always suspected that the General was somehow involved in his capture and experimentation on.  The real reason he even pushed for accepting this meet was to see if he could glimpse more details.

[olopi]

Barrier had only gotten the occasional update on what was happening in Khanate space. After touring it shortly after the incursion on the search of a promising archive (which, it had turned out, had been destroyed long ago), she’d not returned to that part of space for a while, and at the moment, her focus generally was placed on a different part of the galaxy.

 

But one rebellious general hiring more people, especially ones she was keeping an eye on, was big news. Big enough for her to follow along. And from what she’d heard, it would probably prove productive no matter what. Knowing the faces behind an uprising was always a good thing, too.

 

She didn’t have any reason to say anything. Instead, she stood at the back of the room, next to the door, watching the situation from a spectator’s perspective, her polished armor and helmet making her look like some sort of bodyguard. She could get involved when the situation called for it, but she was not the one in charge of this mission.

[TheAbsurdist]

Bliss, like Roulette, was from Khanate space.  In that the Xuli'pa was a vassal state, occasional shock troops in the army.  They weren't particular patriotic, but they were led by a pragmatic group.  However, Bliss was less sentimental than the rest of her species, for reasons.

 

She didn't trust this Amalsi more or less than other members of the Khanate.  Though he did seem more Lor-like, which meant more of a liar, and more like something she didn't like.  Though, if asked, she didn't like anyone.  Probably even the other Voidrunners.  She looked to Roulette, her expression her nominally flat, and disdainful manner.  She snorted, her nasal slits opening, as she shook her head.  If Turk felt the need to state it was all above board, then it wasn't.  She knew her compatriot well enough.   "Do we have a soap budget so the Praetorians can wash their little hands?"

[Brown Dynamite]

GM

 

General Amalsi coughed.   It wasn't to get anyone's attention but was distracting ever the same.  The hearty cough of a man whose best years were long past each breath more labored than the last.  Finally, the man spoke in some manner of difficulty. "Kortex Khan.  The bastard son of Star Khan.  The one with the least claim to the seat of power, and the highest chance of being executed if someone actually does manage to create a semblance of a working central government again.  Kortex has his own listening post and with it his own forces.  A lor spy under my employ was captured.  Who knows what manner of torture the mentat has subjected him too.  The listening post is too secure for an entire warship to enter without Kortex calling for reinforcements.  But, if a small group were to break into the base and jam the signal before help could be called for.  Well then, you would be able to rescue the poor Lor in need.  That's what you colorful heroic types do, right?  Of course, I haven't forgotten about the Voidrunners the credits will be more than worth the risk."

 

"After all, the planet this listening post lies on is Plora 6AX."  Plora 6AX was a jungle planet formerly under control of splinter Grue's.  Specifically the Grue Arcane.  Before the Khanate drove the Grue from the planet.  However, decades after this event the planet was still a venerable minefield of danger.  The local fauna often as dangerous as any Khanate patrol force.

 

 

[Tiffany Korta]

 

Sitara had heard much worse than that in her time so didn't take any insults personally, instead focusing on the mission at hand though she couldn't help but adding a tiny comment first.

 

"Trust me I've gotten my hand more than dirty through the centuries when we have the time I'll buy you a drink and tell you some tales of the more bloodier conflicts of the mArttik Avata/Amitra wars."

 

Her piece said she listened to the rest of the briefing considering the options as they talked. When he was done she mused to the rest of them.

 

"Any Praetorian ship would be too obvious, so I guess we'll be taking you. And you ship your rules, so how do you want to approach this?"

[olopi]

Barrier wasn’t entirely comfortable with the mission, truth be told. It was likely that freeing the spy would only come back to cause more trouble in the future, when Amalsi had gathered more power. And in order to free him, they would first have to get past what sounded like a well-equipped base. With all the people in the room, that certainly was possible.

 

But in the end, her personal opinion was not of importance in this case. She had been sent along, so she would do whatever was required of her. And it was probably a good idea to not have the Voidrunners run around unchecked. And that part was something that Sitara would probably appreciate help with.

 

She nodded, as she followed along with the conversation, even if she had yet to raise her voice to mention anything. She did not see a need to, not at this point at least.  

[Brown Dynamite]

"And if we jam the signal.  Then the listening post would be defenseless if an Armada were to strike.  Suddenly, Amalsi would have a strategic military compound under his command.  Or it'd just be outright destroyed  I get the feeling, you don't actually care too much for what happens to the Lor spy.  Sounds like Bliss and I are going to need more credits for this job"  Khanate politics were Khanate politics.  Honor in the Khanate meant victory at all costs.  Mental strength was as respected as physical, as long as you won.  So, Roulette wouldn't judge Amalsi on whatever he was trying to pull.

 

As long as it didn't get them all killed in the process.  "We could take my ORPod.  It has no weapons.  But, is small enough for us to hide it somewhere on the planet's jungles to approach from the distance."   Having no weapons was putting it mildly.  The ORPod was a customized escape pod, that Roulette attached to the side of the Voidrunner and used as his personal bedroom.  Ready to abandon ship at a moment's notice.  It was really only meant to house two people inside.  But, there was enough standing room for more.