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Crew Personal Logs
Diaries of the crew on this mission.
Wreck of the Haspis 3
So, we got a job with a Vesk called Zareth (who Sresaka has never met– she’s as bad as Lexx!), who is looking to retrieve something off a wrecked ship in the Haspis system, third planet. The trip took us nine days in drift. The coordinates of the ship Vengeance were discovered just last month, twenty-five years after its destruction, with all hands on board.
This planet kinda sucks. Literally and figuratively. I’ve never seen such marshy land. And it has volcanos, too, so the air isn’t too safe to breathe for long amounts of time. We are being paid with salvage from the rest of the ship. I hope the engineering section isn’t completely destroyed.
Workin’ for a Livin’
We got back to the Station and debriefed every job we still had open. The guy that hired us months ago to find his fiance. Someome remembered we had planned to follow up with him. However, when we went to visit him at his home, we learned he had moved out six weeks ago. Sresaka thought that maybe his fiance had missed him and sent for him on Akiton, but it doesn’t seem likely, does it?
We talked to the Eoxian embassy. No more money since we were unable to retrieve a black box for them, but the did let the AIs take some more coloring books. And crayons. And I heard, in my head, the Widget trying to convince I-9 that the table they were coloring at was meant to go with them. Argh. Will check their hoard for that before we leave port.
Via our visit to the Starfinder Society headquarters, we met a male lashunta, Zell, that Lexx had never met before. I guess Castrovel is bigger than it looks. We also met a land squid called Voozhal. He(?) seemed nice. And we got 5000cr, and (thanks to Voozhal), another shipping opportunity.
Take a rocket, we just gotta fly
So… that happened. How did combining all of my favorite things result in such horror?
I’m not sure what we were doing– fleeing for our lives from an archeological discovery– and then using engineering skills to make an alien orb vacate our ship’s powercore prior to hitting drift space, falls exactly into my plans for a successful career, but I think we need to take a boring job or a vacation next.
woo-hoo
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