Gypsy Winds: Turn 7 - Field Trip

    Turn 6 - World of M'Neh

 "Captain, this is Quintus Zaptor with Ministry of Information of Technologies. Lady Chiandra suggested you may be able to assist me. Going over your Rememberance Day report, I found something disturbing with other reports I have. I need to get a report to Sector security, but do not feel safe sending it through my normal channels. I need an escort to a terminal in the Spacer Area. I may also have some information that may interest your crew. No rush, get back to me when you can."

*Next Message*

"Captain Hafhorne, Ross Calhone here from Mi'Neh Mining. I have a situation here that I figured you and your crew might be best suited to handle. Gimme a wave back in the next few weeks" (this and next 2 turns)

Battle (Patron- No condition, nothing special, Protect)

 "I thank you all for escorting me out on this jaunt. And it is an honor to meet all of you. Your names are quickly becoming buzz words on Government Hill. This park used to be quite a mess, but it is the easiest secure terminal for me to access. Oh my is thatt a Hulky Brawler? I've heard of them before but...

Wait, are he and his friends pointing guns at us?"

 Aftermath

 "I need to rethink my line of work", Rasel admitted to Roc. "First, Z went down to the geney with the shellgun and then Zorp and Nora dropped. I thought we were done for. And all the violence, for what?"

"Take some time off Cap- get your brokers license, get your mind straight" Roc slammed the desk "This crew needs you and looks up to you. I've been where you are and it never gets easier"

Roc took a breath and collected himself, "That liquid platinum we took off the geneys will help get us through. But you take some time and get things straight, so when it goes wrong next time, you'll be there to see us through."

Gypsy Winds: Turn 6 - Unexpected Guest

   Turn 6 - World of M'Neh

The problems with the life support became a spring cleaning event.  With the repairs done and a brand new and improved atmospheric condenser, the Gypsy Wind had some space to upgrade the living quarters. It also gave incentive to the crew to go through the rest of inventory and see what to sell and what to fix.

"Captain, a moment?" Zorp-2-5 interrupted Rasel's reverie and admiration of the ceiling. "When I came aboard with Windborn and Lucius, we shared with you our shared past. What I did not share was my past before that"

Rasel raised an eyebrow "you were a mercenary and left for dead, or so I was led to believe"

Zorp-2-5 cocked his head, "Or so I thought as well Captain. Before Windborn's tribe found me in the wastes I have no memory. That part of my core was damaged. A few weeks ago I came across some feeds that make me question my origins and that backstory"

"Zorp-2-5, you are a core member of my crew and whatever I can do to help, rest assured, I'll do"

"Thank you Captain. I may have a come across a lead on M'Neh and will keep you informed of any developments" 

Battle (Mystery Rival-Slippery Ground, Loot Cache, Brought Friends)

 "Hey You- Spacer Scum" a hardened man, a raider no doubt, flanked on either side by similar ilk on either side armed with handguns and ripper swords stood guard. "You took my nephew you down on the docks and then insulted our family honor by posting pics of him in his defeat! I claim my rights by clan law!"

Rasel glanced at Zorp-2-5. The crew of the Gypsy Winds was finishing the last of their patrols  as part of the security contract to Prefect Destinar.

"Zaxton did post some photos after his first mission with us Captain. I believe this the foe that is has been trying to besmirch our name" Zorp-2-5 supplied. I detect three more adversaries moving on our position"

 

Aftermath

 "Well now we know who has been shadowing us. What did we learn Zorp-2-5?", Rasel asked at the crew table.

"The pack we recovered contained quite a few data chips Captain. They had a data slate, indicating they were on a mission and we were targets of opportunity. In addition they had data on each of us, including myself which I had not know until now (+3 rumors). Two of the chips contained blackmail and contact information for two local corporations. The Clan itself mainly takes on raiding mission outside of the City and occasionally offworld. Most of their recruits come from the local gangs. They do not appear to be a serious threat, but they will probably be persistent."

"I'll reach out to those corporations and see if we can earn some goodwill. Keep your eyes and ears open folks. I don't want any of us having an accident."

Gypsy Winds: Turn 5 - Gardens of Peace

  Turn 5 - World of M'Neh 

The crew of the Gypsy Winds was celebrating at "The Wounded Duck", a not so popular dive in the Spacer Area. The loan on the Gypsy Winds was paid in full, now the crew could start banking away their retirement and think about adding some upgrades to the ship.

The bar came to a lowered murmur, as a team of local law enforcers walked in. Their leader quickly scanned the bar, the discomfort of being there evident on his face. He strode over to Rasel and pulled an envelope from a satchel. "Rasel Hafhorne? Administrator Destinar sends her compliments and salutations" When Rasel took the envelope, the enforcer purposefully strode for the exit and the bar noise promptly went back as if nothing had happened. Rasel grinned somewhat bemusedly at his crew and opened the envelope.

Bon chance mon Capitan! Thank you for understanding the mix up with the Blood Storm mercenaries. Your actions demonstrated the inadequacies of the Blood Storm in following their contract for our security needs. As such, we find ourselves in need of a new security team for the upcoming Remembrance Day celebrations. 

There is some chatter that a radical group of Feral dissidents, calling themselves the "Fawnist Dawn" may try and create some trouble. While I and my government are confident that our security teams can handle any threat planned by such animals, I have personal concern about minor vandalism to historical areas in the city. Included is a map marked with my areas of interest. Pardon my old fashioned eccentries for not sending this digital, but I enjoy the simpler ways some times.

At the conclusion of the Remembrance Day events, please send Nora over to collect your fee.

Chasse en toute securite!

Sub Adminsitrator, Precinct XIX Chiandra Destinar

Battle (No conditions, Loot Cache, Patrol)

"Cemeteries give me the creeps", whined Zaxton

"I dunno, it is nice and tranquil. Just think it as a park with lots of statues. A statue garden", said Nora

"Why do the call it Rem-brance Day, when the parties last all week? And why would anyone be upset about it?", Roc asked.

"Like most colonies, M'Neh has some dark periods. In M'Neh's case, Ferals were not treated well during the founding years. I can research more and give you a more complete summary upon our return" offered Zorp-2-5

"No need Zorp-2-5, I think that group over there with the Mk II Security bot wants to give us an education now"

Aftermath

 "I think there was serious coin behind those guys", opined Roc. " Screen generator, seeker sights and a Mk II security bot- pttth, we're just lucky they didn't have the training or spine to know what they were doing"

Nora reached over the table to grab another protein bar, "Chiandra didn't seem too concerned, just pleased her ancestor's grave wasn't disturbed. She introduced me to some of the other hob nobs on the hill that were also grateful."

"That crate of credits we found by the marker, was logically the mercenaries pay to do the deed", added Zorp-2-5

Suddenly a glop of orange goo dropped from the ceiling onto the table . "Uh, Captain?" Windborn asked.

"Since Stella has been gone, we haven't had anyone to adjust the life support. Guess we'll have to pay for that neglect now"