White Dragon
Outer rim
Star N721-X
Orbiting Echostellar Research Facility.
Crew: 34/34 - NPCS always free, yours to use in posting.
Round: 0/12
Tag:
Eshan Vharros
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Nos Voros
Named NPCs: Captain Hir Kasax, Chief Engineer Vrec Robic and Chief Scientist Pashene Gon.
On the farthest edges of known space, where the dying breath of a star could be studied in solitude, the station drifted. No planets, no bustling trade routes—only a vast void broken by the occasional celestial wandering. Positioned in near-perfect isolation, it stood free of most major gravitational forces, almost unique for scientific inquiry in the great expanse.
It was a modest installation, no more than twenty-five rooms in total. Laboratories took the lion's share, but there were also spaces for recreation, engineering, hydroponics, storage, and the necessities required to sustain a thirty-person crew for prolonged periods. It was not luxury, but it was comfortable enough. The crew remained in high spirits, guided by the steady hand of their well-liked captain, Hir Kasax—a Kiffar of calm authority. His Chief Engineer, the Mon Calamari Vrec Robic, was gruff but competent, a man whose work spoke for him. Finally there was Pashene Gon, the Chief Scientist, a Naboo woman whose gentle nature hid her sharp intellect.
Supply ships arrived every two weeks, keeping the station well-stocked. A small transport ship remained docked for emergencies, though it saw little use beyond serving as additional private quarters for the crew. It was aboard the latest supply vessel that Taiden had arrived. Ever an eager observer of the universe's quiet mysteries, he had sought out this distant place with a particular curiosity—one not just of scientific phenomena, but of the Force itself. Could it be perceived differently so far from civilization? That was a question worth traveling this far into the void to answer.
Taiden moved gracefully, a presence apart from the world around him. His traditional Echani robes immaculate, a pure white untouched by the stains of travel. They flowed as he walked, pristine as fresh-fallen snow. Clipped to his belt was his visor, alongside a small pack of research tools. His silver hair and silver eyes reflected the sterile glow of the station's lights, making him seem almost out of place in the station's dimmer corridors.
As he entered the central chamber, where the senior crew gathered to welcome the latest arrivals, he nodded in quiet polite acknowledgement. Hands clasped before him, the Kethborn bowed—a gesture of respect to all present. Words of greeting and orientation filled the space, touching on station protocols, living arrangements, and the nature of the work being conducted here. He listened, ever the scholar, absorbing all with quiet fascination. There was much to learn in this place, and he intended to unravel its secrets with equal parts patience and curiosity.
Game Rules and Dice
Star N721-X
Orbiting Echostellar Research Facility.
Crew: 34/34 - NPCS always free, yours to use in posting.
Round: 0/12
Tag:
Eshan Vharros
|
Nos Voros
Named NPCs: Captain Hir Kasax, Chief Engineer Vrec Robic and Chief Scientist Pashene Gon.
On the farthest edges of known space, where the dying breath of a star could be studied in solitude, the station drifted. No planets, no bustling trade routes—only a vast void broken by the occasional celestial wandering. Positioned in near-perfect isolation, it stood free of most major gravitational forces, almost unique for scientific inquiry in the great expanse.
It was a modest installation, no more than twenty-five rooms in total. Laboratories took the lion's share, but there were also spaces for recreation, engineering, hydroponics, storage, and the necessities required to sustain a thirty-person crew for prolonged periods. It was not luxury, but it was comfortable enough. The crew remained in high spirits, guided by the steady hand of their well-liked captain, Hir Kasax—a Kiffar of calm authority. His Chief Engineer, the Mon Calamari Vrec Robic, was gruff but competent, a man whose work spoke for him. Finally there was Pashene Gon, the Chief Scientist, a Naboo woman whose gentle nature hid her sharp intellect.
Supply ships arrived every two weeks, keeping the station well-stocked. A small transport ship remained docked for emergencies, though it saw little use beyond serving as additional private quarters for the crew. It was aboard the latest supply vessel that Taiden had arrived. Ever an eager observer of the universe's quiet mysteries, he had sought out this distant place with a particular curiosity—one not just of scientific phenomena, but of the Force itself. Could it be perceived differently so far from civilization? That was a question worth traveling this far into the void to answer.
Taiden moved gracefully, a presence apart from the world around him. His traditional Echani robes immaculate, a pure white untouched by the stains of travel. They flowed as he walked, pristine as fresh-fallen snow. Clipped to his belt was his visor, alongside a small pack of research tools. His silver hair and silver eyes reflected the sterile glow of the station's lights, making him seem almost out of place in the station's dimmer corridors.
As he entered the central chamber, where the senior crew gathered to welcome the latest arrivals, he nodded in quiet polite acknowledgement. Hands clasped before him, the Kethborn bowed—a gesture of respect to all present. Words of greeting and orientation filled the space, touching on station protocols, living arrangements, and the nature of the work being conducted here. He listened, ever the scholar, absorbing all with quiet fascination. There was much to learn in this place, and he intended to unravel its secrets with equal parts patience and curiosity.
Game Rules and Dice
D20
1-2 A catastrophic event happens.
3-7 A serious problem occurs.
8-14 A minor glitch happens.
15-18 A minor thing goes our way.
19-20 A major boon happens.
I'll post the result in the following post.
Rules:
1) Round 6+ we get an extra dice and this table will get harder. Goal Survive 12+ posts each. More if we feel like its been too easy or want a bit more.
2) The same thing cannot happen twice in a row, pick the next worst choice, or better in case of a 1 or 2.
3) Dramatic license. If we are completely safe, or cruising it, I will add an extra dice till we are not.
1-2 A catastrophic event happens.
3-7 A serious problem occurs.
8-14 A minor glitch happens.
15-18 A minor thing goes our way.
19-20 A major boon happens.
I'll post the result in the following post.
Rules:
1) Round 6+ we get an extra dice and this table will get harder. Goal Survive 12+ posts each. More if we feel like its been too easy or want a bit more.
2) The same thing cannot happen twice in a row, pick the next worst choice, or better in case of a 1 or 2.
3) Dramatic license. If we are completely safe, or cruising it, I will add an extra dice till we are not.
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