They say a sucker’s born every minute. Out here, here in the dark, they collect like flies. They like to call themselves explorers, settlers, or scientists: folks driven by their ‘indomitable will’ to ‘aid the galactic cause’, or some such nonsense. They’re just folk like the rest of them: from the fancy-pants Xzantine Emperor down to the back-space colony idiot that has yet to learn to wipe h’self correctly. All just folk that like giving themselves fancy names, like Astrological Coalition, letting everyone else know who belongs and who don’t. Their space extends as far as the known universe– a bureaucratic juggernaut with the might to enforce their inane rules.
But then there’s folk like those found in Ghost’s Harbor. They go by different names: brigands, cons, thieves, bullies, liars, charlatans, hacks, pirates… heard’m all. Folk say they’re uncouth, wild, and uncivilized: a blight on the peace and prosperity of the Astrological Coalition. Sure, they might not play by the rules, but they’re not as bad as all that.
Or at least they were, until a new face showed on the scene: Everique Jove. They say he’s everywhere, and nowhere; as well known as he is an enigma. Some call him a saint and savior of the disenfranchised– carving out space in the galaxy from the AC’s control. Others believe he’s a master manipulator looking to throw any that will follow him into harm’s way like pawns to accomplish his own hidden agendas.
But like they say: a sucker’s born every minute, and this day he’s got an offer for you; an offer that you can’t possibly refuse.
Hosted and narrated by:
CJ Wilckens (cjfhtagn)
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