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Hey all, October is upon us, and as we all know its the season for things that go bump in the night. So I thought it might be a fun idea to have what equates to a haunted house story, except set in space. Of course this is Star Wars, so the average character is a lot more capable of defending themselves than your run of the mill paranormal investigator or unwitting family, which means that the threat posed needs to be scaled to fit the situation. This thread will be open to pretty much anyone, though strange currents in the aether will be causing problems with those who rely too much on the force. If this sounds interesting then read on.
You have, in a seemingly serendipitous turn of fate, received a strange letter. The envelope in which this correspondence is kept is made of the highest quality paper, scented with rosewood and spice. As you either carefully prize off or yank vociferously at the wax seal that holds the letter shut you notice that it bears a stylized signet with the initials GH imprinted into the wax. Nestled inside the envelope are two things , firstly the expected letter penned in a spidery script , and secondly an almost entirely opaque sabacc card with the slight outlines of a fuligin figure barely perceptible to the eye. On the back of the card there is a number between 1 and 13 , but nothing else to illuminate its purpose.
Turning to the letter for some answers you find that the missive is written by a certain Gorlo Nal Huttar, a particularly strange member of the Hutt species. Unlike many of his race Gorlo had the distinction of being on all accounts a perfectly legitimate and honest businessman. Despite, or perhaps because of this, Gorlo was wealthy even beyond the scope of most hutt crime lords capable of leveraging his vast financial empire to fulfill his every desire. To compound the strangeness it seemed that Gorlo lived a spartan existence as a recluse, his few public appearances being very drab affairs bereft of pageantry. What was known about the mysterious mollusk was that he had a fascination for the supernatural. Despite never having professed any actual talent for force manipulation himself Gorlo was rumored to have amassed a colossal trove of ancient Sith and Jedi artefacts, as well as those from cultures that predated both. In certain circles it was clamed that those with arcane knowledge were paid exorbitant amounts of credits to work as 'consultants' on various projects that Gorlo had pursued throughout his long life.
One final fact about Gorlo comes to your mind. He died, 10 months ago. It was a natural death, with the hutt expiring at the ripe old age of 1116. His funeral was played on the holonet , complete with public cremation and his ashes being scattered into the blackness of space. Curiously, this letter is dated to seven days ago. Even more curious, is that the letter states that Gorlo has chosen you as one of his beneficiaries. It is what this entails that really takes your breath away. Whomever wrote this letter be it Gorlo , his ghost or some imposter knows things about you that no one should be able to glean. Your hearts desire is spelt out there on the page. As if ripped from the pages of your subconscious, the letter spells out something that you may not even admit to yourself, and then promises that it can be yours should you be willing to accept Gorlo's legacy.
Coordinates are given to remote part of space on he borders of the outer regions. You are to come alone, to a satellite bringing with you only what equipment you may carry on your person and very importantly your sabacc card, so that you may validate your status as a beneficiary.
You have, in a seemingly serendipitous turn of fate, received a strange letter. The envelope in which this correspondence is kept is made of the highest quality paper, scented with rosewood and spice. As you either carefully prize off or yank vociferously at the wax seal that holds the letter shut you notice that it bears a stylized signet with the initials GH imprinted into the wax. Nestled inside the envelope are two things , firstly the expected letter penned in a spidery script , and secondly an almost entirely opaque sabacc card with the slight outlines of a fuligin figure barely perceptible to the eye. On the back of the card there is a number between 1 and 13 , but nothing else to illuminate its purpose.
Turning to the letter for some answers you find that the missive is written by a certain Gorlo Nal Huttar, a particularly strange member of the Hutt species. Unlike many of his race Gorlo had the distinction of being on all accounts a perfectly legitimate and honest businessman. Despite, or perhaps because of this, Gorlo was wealthy even beyond the scope of most hutt crime lords capable of leveraging his vast financial empire to fulfill his every desire. To compound the strangeness it seemed that Gorlo lived a spartan existence as a recluse, his few public appearances being very drab affairs bereft of pageantry. What was known about the mysterious mollusk was that he had a fascination for the supernatural. Despite never having professed any actual talent for force manipulation himself Gorlo was rumored to have amassed a colossal trove of ancient Sith and Jedi artefacts, as well as those from cultures that predated both. In certain circles it was clamed that those with arcane knowledge were paid exorbitant amounts of credits to work as 'consultants' on various projects that Gorlo had pursued throughout his long life.
One final fact about Gorlo comes to your mind. He died, 10 months ago. It was a natural death, with the hutt expiring at the ripe old age of 1116. His funeral was played on the holonet , complete with public cremation and his ashes being scattered into the blackness of space. Curiously, this letter is dated to seven days ago. Even more curious, is that the letter states that Gorlo has chosen you as one of his beneficiaries. It is what this entails that really takes your breath away. Whomever wrote this letter be it Gorlo , his ghost or some imposter knows things about you that no one should be able to glean. Your hearts desire is spelt out there on the page. As if ripped from the pages of your subconscious, the letter spells out something that you may not even admit to yourself, and then promises that it can be yours should you be willing to accept Gorlo's legacy.
Coordinates are given to remote part of space on he borders of the outer regions. You are to come alone, to a satellite bringing with you only what equipment you may carry on your person and very importantly your sabacc card, so that you may validate your status as a beneficiary.
