Oraya Kaith
Smuggler
Recovered Logs from Ord Janon
[Mining Foreman’s Log | Day 1]
“Had to pull half the crew out of shaft four today. They swear they saw lights moving through the rock. Said it was them — walking, talking, but older. One miner tried to attack his own ‘reflection’ before we stunned him. I don’t know what’s happening here, but if word gets out, we’ll lose the contract.”
[Freighter Captain’s Log | Day 3]
“Jumped in-system to haul isotope ore. As soon as we hit orbit, scanners went blind. Then the crew started shouting about shapes outside the viewport. I saw it too.
A ship — my ship — drifting just ahead of us, but scarred, half-broken, and broadcasting my own voice on every channel. We got the hell out. Cargo be damned.”
[Colony Distress Beacon | Day 5]
“This is Janon Outpost Three. People are losing their minds. Children say their dead fathers are waiting outside in the dark. Half the settlement is rioting, the other half refuses to come out of their homes.
And the sky— stars bend around it now. Whatever this thing is, it’s growing. Please, someone, anyone, respond.”
[Anonymous Smuggler’s Note]
“Word is the rift spits out more than nightmares. I’ve seen crates — isotope ore, weapons, credits — drifting out of it like bait on a hook.
Don’t matter what the stories say. I’m going back in. If I don’t come out… maybe another version of me will.”
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Ord Janon, Outer Rim.
First came the whispers — miners stumbling out of the tunnels, claiming they’d seen their dead loved ones in the darkness. Then came the visions — freighter crews reporting impossible futures flickering across their viewports. And now, the rift has opened.
Hanging in orbit above Ord Janon, the anomaly is no natural black hole. It does not pull ships into its maw. It bleeds time. Fragments of memory, prophecy, and nightmare pour into reality, growing stronger with each passing hour. Some swear they’ve seen themselves stepping out of the lightless wound, others that the stars themselves bend to avoid its touch.
Panic grips the colonies. Smugglers see an opportunity to exploit. Black Sun and the Imperials whisper of a weapon. And the Jedi… they fear something far worse.
Its cause is unknown. A weapon, a wound in the Force, or something older still — no one agrees. All that is certain is this: the rift is growing, and with the galaxy on the brink of war, whoever seizes its secrets could tip the scales.
OOC
A rift anomaly has appeared in orbit near Ord Janon in the Outer Rim. It manifests as visions, memories, and alternate futures instead of raw gravitational force. Locals, smugglers, Jedi, Sith, and major powers all have reasons to intervene. For example:
* Jedi/Force-users — The rift resonates with you in unsettling ways. Does it hold truth? Or madness?
* Smugglers/Scavengers — Mining ships and cargo are stranded near the rift. Easy salvage — if you can stomach the visions.
* Black Sun/Criminals — Rumors say isotope-5 energy is tangled in the anomaly. Too tempting to ignore.
* Imperials/Militaries — The colonies are panicking, trade routes are disrupted, and the war effort hangs in the balance.
* Others — Anyone with a stake in the coming war, or thirst for a unique power might see opportunity or danger here.
If any of this piques your interest, then send me a DM or comment below. I'm not looking for anything fast paced, mind you. So there's no stress there. I'm just looking to write a fun story!