Thousands of Trandoshan refugees flooded Denon's ports seemingly overnight. Whenever asked where they had come from they'd answer the scorekeeper mildly. Which was enough for the clerks, they simply needed something for the paperwork.
It soon became apparent however that these Trandoshans had been apart of some cult. Whenever asked why Denon they'd answer "He has guided us here" which was written off as alien superstition. But as the Trandoshans trickled through so too did other nefarious items.
All of this somehow went on unbeknownst to those in power. It was as if they had the magic to make someone forget they had ever even seen them.
Whole pockets of survey teams would simply forget hours of their days. Most of the lizard folk had been guided to the designated refugee camp, but already in the lower levels, their were whispers, whispers that a new gang had come onto the scenes.
Workers who had once run the city started to disappear.
Power was restored to a few warehouses and new guest moved in. What all the people who went missing had in common was that they disappeared around a sewage center. The warehouses appeared simple spice dens operated by wannabe slum dog millionaires. But the workers within seemed off as if in a trance...
Most assumed it was simply the spice... But others whispered slavers had made a nesting ground in Denon.
What's cruious as well was that strange cloud formations could be seen over one of Denon's moons. Disspersing as soon as seen... Some say they saw something within the clouds. A great levithan serpent... But most wrote it off as simple storms.
It soon became apparent however that these Trandoshans had been apart of some cult. Whenever asked why Denon they'd answer "He has guided us here" which was written off as alien superstition. But as the Trandoshans trickled through so too did other nefarious items.
All of this somehow went on unbeknownst to those in power. It was as if they had the magic to make someone forget they had ever even seen them.
Whole pockets of survey teams would simply forget hours of their days. Most of the lizard folk had been guided to the designated refugee camp, but already in the lower levels, their were whispers, whispers that a new gang had come onto the scenes.
Workers who had once run the city started to disappear.
Power was restored to a few warehouses and new guest moved in. What all the people who went missing had in common was that they disappeared around a sewage center. The warehouses appeared simple spice dens operated by wannabe slum dog millionaires. But the workers within seemed off as if in a trance...
Most assumed it was simply the spice... But others whispered slavers had made a nesting ground in Denon.
What's cruious as well was that strange cloud formations could be seen over one of Denon's moons. Disspersing as soon as seen... Some say they saw something within the clouds. A great levithan serpent... But most wrote it off as simple storms.
