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Account 2: The Rough Start

“The first week has been rough for me. Had to live out in the wild with a giant cloak for warmth for two days. Lucky for me, I managed to find a well-stocked mine right along my way. I went through the place and found my self some supplies with a nifty stun staff among them. Then I found a door and opened it, only to reveal a giant freak waiting below.”

“I thwarted that freak from above. It backed away a few time before it realized something about the support. It just took a wild slash to get the platform tumbling down to right near that freak. Luckily. I quickly thrust the staff at its chest with a charge. The giant tumbled down and stop breathing.”

“After taking a few deep breaths, I found myself with crates full of goodies. I can’t carry it all, so I decided to wander around the cave. Then I found some tidy area where I can safely place my tent and get some shut eyes without predators mauling me. So I took the entire day to make myself a personal base camp.“

Frc(So I decided to start a new After Action today based on my own story from my screenshots Starbound, which will be different from the game’s lore. While I did Ferg, I decided to make a new character, Frankie Myre, with the recent 1.4 update.)

Account 1: The Prologue

“Folks call me Frankie. 21 years old college student studying civil engineering on my home planet of Hansaheim, the capital world among the territories Expansion and Foundation Incorporated (EFI) and major docks for United Syndicates of Colonial Merchants (USCM) fleets.“

“I am glad to be born and raised on this planet, the epicenter of interstellar bringing different cultures like Pisceans around. My landlady happened to be one. Just after I left my dorm, I saw the chimed tree that Piscean delegation brought to us a long time ago. Seen that venerable tree daily. But the daily routine ended just on that occasion.“

“Something large and fast came crashing on the urban landscape accompanied by explosions. Then the announcement called about the Primate Hegemony’s massive invasion of the planet as the ground trembled and the fire roared across the city. Evacuations were initiated, defense forces were called, and people began to run towards nearest starports for escape. I was lucky since I managed to sneak through the warehouse before finding a cargo ship parked there. When I reached my destination, the Primate landing craft touched down in cleared areas and disgorged everything from soldiers to weapons platform.“

“As the barest system diagnostics were done on such short time, I began to dawn on such horrors: the lack of mighty escort fleets of USCM, the entire EFI’s security forces being overstretched from Primate attacks, and the fall of the capital Hansaheim. Those events meant that the Primate Hegemony had successfully subdued the Corporate territories with the inhabitants either enslaved or scattered. Then the ship rumbled and roared towards the sky, which began to litter with many like it dotted across the horizon. Unfortunately, the rushed launches and attacks by Primate Hegemony’s land units and ships claimed many ships as they failed to escape from the planet. I barely made it out alive with the ship having to make an emergency landing on a border planet. I look at the flower I pluck from the garden, the remainder of my lost home.

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Well, today is the last day.

12 pm PST/ 2100 CET/ 3 pm EST will be the start time before a shutdown 2 hours later.

Sadly, I have work today, so all I can do is to share this gathering.

Well, this is it.

(Ranger Riko, Issue #23)

The Dreadcommando had already taken the planet and the defenders are forced underground. To make matters worse, it was discovered from sorties on prisoners and intel that the planet itself hosted an ancient prison that hosted a monster that will devastate this part of the galaxy. Entire team were devastated by this news as they were essentially trapped while the agents plan to unleash the terror upon the galaxy. Suddenly, the Mech-Marquess looked at Riko’s ancestral sword brought by her as an unofficial badge. He was bemused by its intricate yet powerful design, which he knew its craftsmanship. He then called upon his techno-smith who knew about schematics of such weapons. Riko was reluctant, but she had to hand it over for her sword’s repairs. Soon, the blade was returned with its handle and blade refined by hours of work. The Mech-Marquess told her to click on the jewel on the sword. Upon activation, a sheath of energy covered the entire blade.

“It was fortunate that this blade had been the rare broken ones that can still be repaired.“ said the Mech-Marquess. According to the cyber aristocrat, the blades had been masterpieces of galactic swords but a majority had been presumably lost, if not becoming inert junk. In addition, the blade can defeat the creature if it was released along with its capability to allow a fighter to use it against gunners. The team was rejoiced and proceed to reach to the region where the Dreadcommandos had started their excavation.

(Ranger Riko, Issue #22)

Note: The new work schedule had made me post my Tumblr stories on Sunday and Monday instead of usual Wednesday and Thursday. Also, I am going to wrap this story up tomorrow.

A wounded and a dead, former being the gold-haired human and a latter being the tribal mercenary, is the report for the quarrel with the Dreadcommandos at the avian temple. As they tracked the convoy from their last point from the temple, they were hailed by a robotic feudal lord from his personal fief that he enriched by a combination of agricultural goods and tolls on passing ships in exchange for rest and refuel. The group visited the aristocrat, or by his preferred title “Mech-Marquess”, who was pleased to have a visitor with news and wealth brought to him for his gratitude of hospitality. Riko began with a bow as her entourage flanked around her.

“A Piscean Ranger” exclaimed the Mech-Marquess, “A pleasure to meet someone from the Realms known for diplomacy and fine culture”. Both of them shared a conversation before finding an icebreaker on the Dreadcommandos, which the mere term made him open to give a write-off of toll for Riko’s team. According to Mech-Marquess, he had issues with Dreadcommandos just as he was about to relax from the demise of Expansion and Foundation Incorporated when they launched a series of raids on his planet. He wanted Riko and her group to put a stop to their glorified banditry before a coincidence arrived. Riko called her group on a battle station and they began battle near the wall of the castle. It took hours as endless waves of robed soldiers dropped from their shuttles and countered with the arrival of Primate resistance.  It was rather a large battle, but they managed to put the former EFI agents on the retreat after a big push near the castle’s citadel. The broke siege equipment, various weapons, and bodies were strewn across the castle. Riko just sat near the entrance to find respite.

 Then a giant dragon approaches from the horizon, but a human is riding it. As the creature landed and roared, the rider revealed to be the leader named Annette Naxos. She began to lead the second assault with the Dread Commandos as they assailed upon the weary defenders. Riko pulled out her blade and grenades to focus her attacks on the dragon. Riko dodged and strike as the dragon began to attack her, where her infliction upon it revealed its metallic underneath its cover. Then finally, a bomb was lodged near the spine, which its came loose and dismantled as the bomb exploded. Unfortunately, Annette Naxos escaped and still managed to lead her troop as Riko’s forces was pushed back.

The Mech-Marquess called Riko and her group to follow him as he led the defenders to retreat to the chambers below where he explained his well-prepared moment for such a disaster. Riko reluctantly called a retreat and forced to give the ruined castle to the Dread Commandos. Then, they were guided across the secret door away from the sight of Naxos and her commandos. Finally revealing strange ruins with the Mech-Marquess and his treasures and supplies waiting for her.

“I think they got to the gates to their goal, Ranger. Now we wait for the moment to plunge the dagger upon their vulnerable moment,“ said the Mech-Marquess.

(Ranger Riko, Issue #21)

Riko had visited the committee on the city she frequented for reports on her surveys and diplomacy. The committee members were aghast at such treatment of their delegation and intention to treat them as obedient vassals. They promised to Riko that they will delegate to the government at core regions and muster their defenses on incoming Primate Hegemony raids. In addition, they were blessed with the existence of resistance who would aid them in mutual goals of their discontent against the authoritarian regime. Riko was also allowed to visit the temple on an arid planet. She assembled the team and began their journey.

They were greeted by a local clergy who had tended the temple. He was glad to have a visitor other than Talonian pilgrims or religious leaders. He then guided the three into the sanctum of the temple while allowing them to see the impressive sight of their architecture. The setting seems contradictory, at least by more technologically inclined civilizations like Piscean and Humans, which the temple may seem ancient and yet blended with modern technology. The temple is made with brown clay bricks and cobblestones yet self-powered electric light dotted the temple. Ancient sarcophagus and religious symbols in a room with what seems to be computer screens. To further the anomalous mixture, they also saw a group of warriors armed with well-made clubs with a few carrying hi-tech rifles. Riko took note of such culture before reaching the atrium.

Then the team was reunited with the large Talonian priest, who was glad to have new guests. Riko then conversed with the priest about their cultures, which she learned about Talonian’s rise from their unchanging religious culture into the spacefaring culture in a span of forty years. The priest told about a phenomenon where their annual celebration coincided with a crashed starship with schematics for spaceship manufacturing and infrastructure. It was also fortunate that the curious priest was more interested in learning rather than ignoring or dismantling the crashed ship. As a result, his discovery allowed the Talonian to construct starships and advance to galactic culture barring a strife between traditionalists and modernists beginning over his trial of heresy as his invention grew the ire of older hierophants. Currently, things had not been as well as the Dread Commandos had subjugated into a tributary subject and now loading their wealth into their starships. Riko then asked if they would wish for a liberation, which the Talonian priest nodded and asked the team to assault as the Dread Commandos had been declared as “enemy”. The assault begins with the team swimming towards the underground river before reaching the cave. Riko opened up her weapons and caught them by surprise. It would seem to be a victory except the soldiers rallied and managed to halt their advance. Three hours passed and Riko was glad that the Talonian was able to bring their temple guards to break through their makeshift hangar. Except it was gone, and the group along with their loot escaped.