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Tuesday, April 14, 2026

Song of Myself

Our latest Into the Interface session saw the crew of the IMV Starjammer embroiled in the twisty, dirty world of espionage in Magyar sector. This session drew a great deal of inspiration and a few game mechanics from Mongoose’s Singularity Campaign, an excellent supplement concerning AI and the Third Imperium. I suspect people will be talking about this one for a long time.

Ship’s Log

Ship Name Starjammer.

Port of Registry Kline (MAGY 3012 A642987-E).

Ship Type U-CA33 Armed Packet.

Registration # 338-C-2725.

Kline (Magyar 3012, A642987-E) 356-1105

A diagram of the 500,000-displacement ton Tigress-class dreadnought, “the largest line-of-battle vessel currently in service with the Imperial Navy in the Spinward Marches.” KSD analysts have estimated that the Solomani Sector United class could be at least 600,000 displacement tons. Image courtesy of the Imperial Navy’s Ship Recognition Data Base (SRDB), 1105.

1036. With the Starjammer docked in orbit at the Kline highport, down in the offices of the Kline Security Directorate an agitated Ginnoni Salman briefed pilot Marc Vachon and the rest of the crew on recent developments. His agency had reviewed the intelligence recently obtained by the Starjammers from SLIDE-RULE—also known as Sing Habi, Salman’s asset on Fornorb.

KSD analysts considered the new intel to be gold. Encoded into the gene sequence of a mouse, Habib’s data revealed that the Solomani Navy had successfully developed a Conscious Intelligence (CI) code-named BISHOP. A CI is an advancement of Artificial Intelligence that exhibits the equivalent of sophont intelligence, including self-awareness.

The BISHOP project was led by one Dr. Alexi Zaman, and he and his research team had scoffed at the strict Vilani restrictions on AI development that so inhibited Imperial technologies. Dr. Zaman’s team first developed a computer they named PAWN, a self-aware, Model/8, TL14 machine—an AI equal to JUN0 or Sonny in capabilities. PAWN was then charged with designing a more advanced version of itself that begat KNIGHT, a Model/9, TL15 machine comparable to the best commercially-available computers in the Imperium. KNIGHT then begat BISHOP, a TL16 computer and a true Conscious Intelligence. Sonny noted that BISHOP was likely as sophisticated as Eva, the Versim-X prototype android that the Starjammers had encountered three years earlier.

Dr. Zaman’s team was based out of Keyor (Magyar 1521, A201889-E), a Solomani system eight parsecs from the Imperial border. Keyor contained both the headquarters for the entire Confederation Magyar Fleet, as well as a shipyard run by Solomani Military Industries. This yard was building the Magyar United, the newest model of Solomani dreadnought—a battleship so advanced as to potentially shift the very balance of power in the sector.

BISHOP had taken over the development of the Magyar United. As part of this effort BISHOP had designed a new Type U meson gun spinal mount, a monstrous weapons platform estimated to consume 60,000 displacement tons and capable of one-shotting even the largest capital ships in the Imperial fleet.

However, Imperial Naval Intelligence (INI) refused to take this new intel seriously and even warned KSD to drop the matter entirely, which only confirmed Salman’s conviction that INI had become compromised by the Solomani. Lady Shanika Adelbert, the Subsector Duchess of Kline and patroness of both the KSD and the Starjammer, was infuriated by INI’s recalcitrance. Despite INI’s clear direction otherwise, she ordered the KSD to plan an independent operation to neutralize both BISHOP and the Magyar United.

A typical Type L 400-ton Laboratory Ship. Note the research pinnace berthed at the center of the structure. Image courtesy of the Trader’s Guild Catalog of Ships, 1102.

Salman revealed that the duchess had finally approved a risky plan that would need to be kept secret from both INI and Solomani Security. KSD has built an android patterned after Dr. Zaman. The android, “AL,” possessed the same genetic signature but none of the knowledge or memories of Dr. Zaman, and carried a computer virus designed to disable BISHOP.

The plan was to outfit the Starjammer with a spoofed transponder that registered as the Confederation Armed Packet Atlanta, flagged out of Elnor (Magyar 2223, A554611-C), a Solomani border world. All crew would be given forged papers identifying them as Confederation citizens. The Starjammer was to carry AL to Keyor, where Dr. Zaman could be found on board a Type L Laboratory Ship, the Ogunro. Once there AL would infiltrate the BISHOP research facility and download his payload into the networked computer system.

After a brief conference the Starjammers agreed to undertake the mission.

Kline (Magyar 3012, A642987-E) 361-1105

0700. Dr. Howard Barrera, acting as the ship’s purser, settled the Starjammer’s accounts, including paying the crew salaries and berthing fees, resupplying the life support systems, and replenishing the ship stores.

Meanwhile Chief Engineer Richy Jamoor and Sensor Operator Ronald Gill installed the spoofed transponder. Transponders are an essential piece of equipment on interstellar vessels. Sealed, tamper-proof devices, they send out an identification of the ship—its name, registry, and important statistics—when a signal is sent to the ship from an outside source. This provides a permanent and theoretically unbeatable way of registering starships.

It was highly illegal for unauthorized personnel to modify a transponder, but somehow Salman had provided Richy with a new, “factory-sealed” Pansteller transponder matching the specification of the cover story. Captain Masada was also given a letter signed by the Duchess herself, authorizing the transponder—though such a document would provide no protection in Confederation space,

1300. With all crew aboard and hatches secure, Captain Masada signaled Kline Highport that the newly-christened Atlanta was ready for departure.

1335. The ship detached from the highport and made for the Pemami 100-diameter limit.

Kline (Magyar 3012, A642987-E) 362-1105

0522. The Atlanta entered jumpspace.

Jumpspace 365-1105

2340. The entire crew gathered on the bridge to mark Holiday’s Eve, traditionally a time of parties and celebrations in honor of the emperor and the Imperium. Captain Masada made a toast to the health of his Imperial Majesty Strephon Aella Alkhalikoi, forty-third emperor of the Third Imperium, which was followed by many other toasts by the crew.

Jumpspace 001-1106

1200. Howard prepared a special meal to celebrate Holiday, the first day of the year in the Imperial calendar.

Ramli (Magyar 2913, C7B5114-A) 004-1106

1024. The Atlanta emerged from jumpspace into the Ramli system. Ramli was a low population world, tide-locked to its M2 V primary star. The starship made for the mainworld, lying inside its primary’s jump shadow.

Ramli (Magyar 2913, C7B5114-A) 005-1106

1332. The Atlanta reached orbit above Ramli.

1357. The Atlanta landed at the Ramli starport.

1728. Refueled, the Atlanta departed Ramli starport.

1751. The Atlanta reached orbit and made for the jump point.

Ramli (Magyar 2913, C7B5114-A) 006-1106

2036. The Atlanta reached the jump point and entered jumpspace.

Jumpspace 009-1106

1300. Dr. Barrera gave Marc his annual physical on the pilot’s 46th birthday. Howard gave Marc a clean bill of health.

KST Verisim-8 android Unit 6839YS6, or “AL.” Verisim-8s are built to closely resemble humans but possess superior physical characteristics. Such an android can only be identified through detection of the interface between its robot brain and its biological body.

2300. Sonny, Dr. Barrera, and AL conferred in the crew lounge on A Deck. Like Sonny, Unit 6839YS6, also known as “AL,” was a purpose-built Verisim-8 model android produced by Kline Synthetic Products. Unlike Sonny, AL had no wireless networking capabilities: he required a physical connection though his wafer jack port to interface with an electronics system.

Further, AL was based on the genetic pattern of a specific human, the Solomani scientist Dr. Alexi Zaman, head researcher of the BISHOP project. AL explains he was activated with implanted memories and behavioral inhibitors to give him a personality and basic social skills, but he remained fully aware of his status as a constructed being. AL also was loaded with the equivalent of a doctoral degree in computer science.

AL possessed a full dossier on Dr. Zaman, including hundreds of hours of holovid lectures, conference appearances, and Solomani Party testimony—more than enough to allow AL to reasonably mimic the researcher’s speech patterns and technical knowledge. However, AL possessed very few personal details and did not much understand the man he was expected to impersonate.

AL explained that he would require a few uninterrupted minutes at one of BISHOP’s dedicated interfaces in order to deliver the computer virus he carried. The virus, disguised as a simple query, was designed to work much like several human brain disorders by randomly generating and inserting tiny packets of garbage data into the communication pathways of BISHOP’s positronic brain. These packets, initially undetectable, would propagate rapidly throughout the iridium sponge structure, inhibiting BISHOP’s ability to save or access data. Eventually the virus would degrade the computer’s language, reasoning, and social behavior capabilities.

Byrley (Magyar 2913, C687538-9) 013-1106

1241. The Atlanta emerged from jumpspace at the Byrley 100D limit.

1409. The Atlanta landed at the Byrley starport and began refueling.

1731. The Atlanta took off from Byrley starport.

2107. The Atlanta entered jumpspace.

Dexter (Magyar 2416, B587510-B) 021-1106

1514. The Atlanta emerged from jumpspace at the Dexter 100D limit and began heading for the starport. The mainworld was owned by Ling-Standard Products, an Imperial megacorporation engaged in mining and the manufacturing of various products, including electronics, ground and air vehicles, starships and starship armaments systems, drive systems, power systems, computer systems and software, and small arms. The stealth material that coated the Starjammer’s hull was sold by LSP.

Dexter hosted the LSP sector headquarters and the LSP Merchant Academy, which trained crews for the megacorporation’s trading fleet. The senior manager for the world was the Baroness Mallori Calderon, who was the mother of Lei Calderon, the head of Kline’s Imperial Naval Intelligence office, the man believed by Salman to be a Solomani mole.

1806. The Atlanta reached orbit above Dexter, and signaled its intent to land at the dirtside starport.

1833. The Atlanta landed at the Dexter Starport.

Dexter (Magyar 2416, B587510-B) 025-1106

1100. Captain Masada reported that he was having difficulty obtaining permission from Dexter control to leave the system. He had been given a variety of improbable bureaucratic excuses that sent the captain, chief engineer, and even the ship’s surgeon on a variety of wild goose chases. The captain said this went well beyond the usual harassment Solomani traders could expect at an Imperial facility.

1240. Marc, Dr. Barrera, and Daren visited the offices of the Imperial Starport Authority to determine if some accommodation could be made to clear the paperwork snags. Once SPA staff began to look up the Atlanta’s records they quickly became uncooperative. Not even Daren’s status as a member of the nobility could cut through the mysterious red tape.

1434. Richy reported that he successfully hacked into the starport’s network and discovered that Baroness Calderon herself had issued a directive to all Starport staff that every attempt should be made to hinder the Atlanta’s exit from Dexter.

Richy further reported that an Imperial Naval courier, the INS Liebman, had landed at Dexter starport only a day before the Atlanta arrived in-system. The Liebman, based out of Kline, was believed to be attached to the INI office there.

Dexter (Magyar 2416, B587510-B) 026-1106

0100. With the entire crew aboard the bridge crew began preparing for immediate lift. Richy reported that the powerplant was up and the maneuver drive reading in the green. Boone and Brogue reported that all umbilicals and couplers were detached. Marc began taxiing for the nearest open runway.

0104. Dexter System Control alerted the Atlanta that the starship was not cleared for takeoff. Ronald feigned communication problems.

0112. The Atlanta lifted from the field with no flight plan on record.

0118. JUN0 reported that two LSP Patrol Frigates in orbit had been alerted to the Atlanta’s unauthorized departure. The Type T frigates were a little larger and faster than the Atlanta and used for customs inspections, piracy suppression, and normal safety patrols. JUN0 calculated the frigates would be able to intercept before the Atlanta could reach Dexter’s 100 diameter limit, 2.85 light-seconds from the planetary surface. Although this was generally considered the minimum safe distance for attempting to enter jump space, Captain Masada began plotting a jump from within the 100D limit.

0224. Marc reported that the Atlanta had cleared the 10D limit.

0241. JUN0 detected a missile launch from the lead frigate: six missiles inbound. Captain Masada activated the jump drives.

Jumpspace 026-1106

0245. JUN0 reported no damage to the ship, but many members of the crew reported the sudden physical and mental distress associated with a bad jump. Until the Atlanta exited jumpspace there was no way to know if the ship had actually misjumped, which could potentially result in arriving dozens of parsecs off target or even, never.

On the bridge Captain Masada and Marc felt acute nausea, while Sensor Operator Ronald reported a sense of unease and irritability, making concentration difficult. Up on A Deck neither Sonny nor AL appeared affected, but both Daren and Brogue reported serious nausea. Boone claimed to be fine but seemed distracted and shaky. Neither Howard nor Richy reported in.

0255. Sonny found Howard incapacitated in the Infirmary, moaning about blinding headaches. Sonny left Howard with an analgesic patch and proceeded up to Engineering.

0307. Sonny found Richy unconscious and shivering. After verifying that the engineering controls were reading nominal Sonny carried Richy down to the Infirmary.

0543. Howard rallied somewhat and said he thought the worst of his headaches were probably behind him, but he felt very unsteady.

0612. Richy also roused himself but was still too sick to do much more than sit up.

0649. Brogue reported that Boone was mumbling about “that damned cat, he was gonna show him, gonna blow him away.” Captain Masada asked JUN0 to secure the ship’s locker and to confine Boone to his quarters.

0911. JUN0 reported that a highly agitated Boone was trashing his stateroom.

2300. Howard reported that he had recovered enough to check on Boone. Along with Sonny and Brogue, Howard asked JUN0 to unlock the hatch to Boone’s cabin. The ex-marine was in a state, shirtless and wild-eyed, asking if they had seen the cat. Sonny and Brogue were able to restrain Boone long enough for Howard to administer a powerful sedative and anti-psychotic. He advised Captain Masada that Boone should remain confined for the duration of the jump.

Jumpspace 031-1106

1600. Dr. Barrera gave Daren his annual physical on the occasion of his 42nd birthday, and reported that, surprisingly, Daren was in good physical health given his long history of substance abuse and recent bout of jump sickness. Howard complimented the entertainer on sticking with his program of abstinence.

1800. The crew held a very subdued toast to Daren’s birthday in the lounge, and everyone who had not drawn watch duty turned in early.

Ftuihtaea (Magyar 2118, B7B8778-B) 032-1106

1942. The Atlanta emerged from jump space. Although the crew experienced a recurrence of jump sickness, Howard had issued appropriate meds ahead of entering normal space.

Captain Masada conducted a rapid survey of the system and with great relief announced that the ship had not misjumped but instead was in the outer system of Ftuihtaea, roughly 12.88 light-seconds from a small gas giant.

Ftuihtaea (Magyar 2118, B7B8778-B) 034-1106

1430. Refueled and back at the 100D limit, the Atlanta entered jumpspace.

Jumpspace 038-1106

1000. After a thorough examination Dr. Barrera declared Boone cleared for duty. It had been over 24 hours since the Chief Weapons Officer had experienced any hallucinations. The ship’s surgeon advised Boone to slowly step down from his antipsychotics over the next few days.

Pieper (Magyar 1919, C566773-8) 041-1106

0034. The Atlanta emerged from jump space some 21.25 light-seconds from a small gas giant in the outer system of Pieper. Pieper belonged to the Reformed Dootchen Estates, a coalition of Confederation worlds that have a rigid caste structure and harbor burning enmity for the Imperium.

Pieper (Magyar 1919, C566773-8) 042-1106

0946. Having collected and refined fuel from the gas giant, the Atlanta returned to the 100D limit and jumped out of the system.

Reed (Magyar 1720, B876523-B) 051-1106

0037. The Atlanta emerged from jump space in the outer system of Reed, approximately 25.5 light-seconds from a small gas giant.

Reed (Magyar 1720, B876523-B) 052-1106

0951. Refueled, the Atlanta reached the Keyor jump point and entered jump space.

Jumpspace 057-1106

0800. Captain Masada briefed the crew and AL ahead of exiting jumpspace. Keyor was a binary system with a G4 V yellow dwarf primary, Faere, and a red dwarf companion, Ovan, orbiting at 38 AU. While the secondary system around Ovan had five small, inhospitable planets, the primary system had a rich planetoid belt orbiting at 0.46 AU. The mainworld, Keyor, occupied the next orbit at 0.73 AU and was a small, ice-capped vacuum world with a population of over 700 million. Three uninhabited worlds orbited beyond Keyor.

Because Keyor orbited inside the 100D limit of Faere, the Atlanta needed to insert into normal space some 89.82 light-seconds from Keyor, requiring 16 hours and 48 minutes to reach the starport at best speed.

Keyor had a Class A starport with an orbital component that included Solomani Military Industries Shipyard #47, where the Magyar United was being constructed, and Yating Naval Base, which supported the 57th Fleet Squadron. The surface of the world contained a large military base where the Confederation Army provided protected forces training. A sizable system defense force, including at least two supermonitors and dozens of SDBs and patrol frigates, guarded the system.

The Keyor System
Object Orbital
Distance (AU)
Profile Remarks
Faere G4 V Primary
Faere Alpha 0.20 X6A6000-0 Ba Fl Tz
Faere Belt 0.43 F000663-9 As Na Va Cy
Keyor 0.73 A201889-E Ic Na Va Ph Pi Ho Ht
Faere Delta 1.18 HBB8500-9 Fl Ni
Faere Epsilon 1.84 HCC536A-6 Fl Lo
Ovan 38.00 M5 V Near Companion
Ovan Alpha 0.26 H633430-8 Tz
Ovan Beta 0.36 YAA1300-5 Fl Co Tz Lt
Ovan Gamma 0.67 X8A7000-0 Ba Fl Fr
Ovan Delta 1.00 X3A9000-0 Ba Fl Fr
Ovan Epsilon 1.60 XCB4000-0 Ba Fl

Given the tight security, once the Atlanta entered normal space it would signal system control and make straight for the highport to refuel as if everything were perfectly normal. Captain Masada noted that the starship would have just enough fuel to make a one parsec emergency jump if the Solomani became suspicious.

Once docked at the highport AL would present himself as Dr. Zaman and arrange for a shuttle to carry him to laboratory ship Ogunro and his rendezvous with BISHOP. The Atlanta would depart as soon as AL was aboard the shuttle, jumping for Vanauken (Magyar 1522, A201430-E). There Atlanta would wait 36 hours for AL and then, with or without him, make with all dispatch for the border.

1000. Captain Masada placed all hands on jump exit alert, even though the ship was not expected to retransition to normal space for at least 30 more hours. All crewmembers were expected to be at their stations one watch before breakout for routine system checks.

Jumpspace 058-1106

2300. JUN0 alerted the crew that breakout from jumpspace was approaching.

Keyor (Magyar 1521, A201889-E) 059-1106

0001. The Atlanta exited jumpspace.

0002. After a quick system scan Captain Masada confirmed the ship had emerged as plotted: 89.92 light-seconds from the Keyor mainworld. However, the system navigation beacon was transmitting an alert message.

0004. The Solomani emergency frequency advised that Keyor Highport was closed and under a state of emergency. All inbound traffic was redirected to Faere Delta outside the 100D limit until further notice. Ronald noted that multiple vessels near the starport were issuing distress signals. He also picked up several confused broadcasts in the clear from military ships—messages that would normally be encoded.

0006. JUN0 reported the civilian frequencies were also clogged with chatter. She quickly isolated a news broadcast from the world’s surface: while details remained sketchy and contradictory, the orbital naval base and shipyard had apparently been attacked by what were assumed to be Imperial forces.

All non-essential ships were ordered grounded on the surface of Keyor and civilians were urged to shelter in place. All regular military and Home Guard personnel had been activated and were expected to report to their designated muster points. The Keyor Office of the Supreme Executive had issued a request for “Aid to Civil Power,” a formal appeal for Confederation military aid. The World Solomani Party directed volunteer blood donors, fire fighters, and other emergency personnel to report to their local Party office for further instructions.

Marc wondered if INI had been planning a raid on Keyor all along, but Daren suggested that BISHOP might have gone rogue: after all, insane supercomputers were a common trope of Imperial holovids.

0012. A stream of small craft were evacuating the Keyor highport, and several large starships orbited the mainworld with transponders either disabled or silenced.

0017. Ronald detected a mayday signal from a lifeboat roughly 100,000 km away. Captain Masada ordered Marc to lay in an intercept course and Ronald broadcast that the Atlanta was responding to the boat’s distress signal. The captain then asked Boone to unlock the ship weapons and ordered all crew into vacc suits. JUN0 closed all airtight hatches.

0103. The Atlanta carefully approached Lifeboat 1440, a small craft tumbling out of control, its Maneuver drive clearly damaged. JUN0 noted the lifeboat would fit within the cargo hold, and Marc was able to match the spin and vector of the damaged craft.

0105. Boone, Brogue, and Howard arrived in vacc suits at the airlock outside the cargo hold. At Captain Masada’s direction Brogue depressurized the hold, set the grav plates to null gravity, and opened the cargo bay doors.

0107. Marc moved the Atlanta ahead until the lifeboat was inside the hold. Then Brogue closed the hatches, increased gravity until the boat sat resting on the deck, and repressurized the hold.

Designed specifically for the use of Confederation Marines in low-G combat, the 6mm L25B accelerator rifle balances low recoil and hitting power. It fires a 5 gram, 2-stage rocket-propelled round that leaves the barrel at an initial muzzle velocity of 100 to 150 meters per second, then accelerates to velocities of 700 to 800 meters per second. Imperial marines use the similar AAcR-12 advanced accelerator rifle that can fire bursts of three rounds per pull of the trigger.

0112. A hatch in the lifeboat opened and five Confederation Marines emerged with standard kit: boarding vacc suits and accelerator rifles. The Confederation Navy employed Marines primarily for rapid-reaction and ship-boarding applications.

The lead marine took off her helmet and thanked the crew for the rescue, introducing herself as Lieutenant Laxmi Doan, late of the CSS Remington. She needed to commandeer the Atlanta for urgent Confederation business and asked to be escorted to the bridge.

Howard removed his own helmet and asked if any of the marines required medical assistance, but other than one severe case of space sickness they were ready to move on the bounce. Leaving Brogue and Boone to secure the lifeboat, Howard led the guests to the lift and up to Operations Deck.

0127. Following introductions Lieutenant Doan gave Ronald a small electronics device to allow the Atlanta to access a naval tactical feed and translate coded signals.

While she was uncertain what exactly was going on, Imperial saboteurs had apparently infiltrated the system defense forces, hijacking two supermonitors and setting these behemoths on the shipyard, badly damaging the incomplete Magyar United before elements of the 57th FleetRon could respond. Once engaged, the two supermonitors seemed able to anticipate the FleetRon’s every move, carving up the naval vessels in detail.

The tactical feed, much to the young lieutenant’s dismay, showed the SITREP to be grim indeed.

The battleship Givatayim was missing entirely, having jumped out of the system. Its sister ship the Aetna was drifting amid a cloud of debris and not responding to hails. The heavy cruisers Remington and Junction were both crippled. Fleet destroyer Truxtun was destroyed, while the Zibo was losing power and venting atmosphere. The Durandal and Laforey were engaged in rescue operations.

Of the two Murat-class supermonitors, the Buford was powered down and adrift while the Gough had smashed into the docked Magyar United, destroying both vessels. The local system defense forces were in utter disarray, with squadrons of SDBs attempting to establish a picket around the highport. The SDBs were evidently firing on any civilian craft trying to leave Keyor.

Lieutenant Doan scanned the displays of military and civilian transponders and identified one of particular interest: the laboratory ship Ogunro, which appeared to be coasting toward the 100D limit at 89.44 km/second. She explained that, before being hit by a pulse laser from the Buford she and her team had been ordered to locate and secure the Ogunro, find a scientist aboard named Dr. Alexi Zaman, and ensure his safe delivery to the planetside military base on Keyor. She vowed that her team would see those final orders through.

Lieutenant Doan asked Marc to plot an intercept to the Ogunro, and asked Ronald to broadcast a message on military channels noting that she had assumed command of the civilian Armed Packet Atlanta and was proceeding at best speed to the laboratory ship.

Captain Masada said the Ogunro was approximately 4.62 light-seconds away, with an estimated time to intercept of 6 hours and 26 minutes.

Deck Plan of a 400-ton Laboratory Ship (Type L). Image courtesy of Lloyd’s Register (Home: 1101).

0803. As the Atlanta approached the Ogunro, Lieutenant Doan asked Ronald to pull up a schematic of a standard laboratory ship, a common design in both the Imperium and Confederation. The Type L was a movable research and development station used for commercial experimentation. Using a 400-ton hull, a lab ship was built as a ring structure: although the standard grav plates and inertial compensators were installed, the ring could be rotated via small thrusters to simulate gravity. Two drive pods were mounted on the rings and contained drives and the power plant.

A sensor scan indicated that although the power plant was online, most sections of the laboratory ship were depressurized and without power. The Jump and Maneuver drives were disabled but the thrusters were rotating the ship. No battle damage was observed on the hull.

Lieutenant Doan noted that the lab ship’s bridge appeared to still have atmosphere and power. The docking clamp was designed for a pinnace, though the small craft was missing. The Atlanta was too large to dock there, but she noted that the deck plan showed a cargo access plate in the main lab: a heavy, fully secured sliding panel used to allow installation of research equipment. This panel was not normally opened, as it required the depressurization of the entire main lab. Unbolting the access plate would normally require at least two persons and several hours.

As the Ogunro was not responding to hails Lieutenant Doan felt there was a possibility that the ship had been abandoned, with Dr. Zaman and members of his staff perhaps using the missing pinnace to transfer to another ship. The marine proposed that, since the main lab was already depressurized, her team could use breaching charges to blow the panel, access the ship, and perform a sweep to determine whether or not Dr. Zaman was aboard. If possible they would repressurize sections around the bridge. Any survivors could be transferred to the Atlanta and evacuated to Keyor.

Captain Masada explained that his crew had engineering and medical skills that could be useful to the marines. While he and Brogue could stay aboard the Atlanta to monitor the situation, the rest of his crew was at her disposal. The lieutenant gratefully accepted the offer. Howard said they would swing by the ship’s locker for weapons, repair gear, and a med kit.

0937. The entire boarding party crowded outside the aft airlock on A Deck. The Atlanta stood only 5 meters off the Ogunro, with the airlock facing the cargo access plate. While Boone and Howard checked the Starjammers’ vacc suits and weapons, the Confederation marines cycled through the airlock. Two marines crossed the gap, planted the charges, and signaled the bridge. The captain backed off 100 meters and the marines blew the plate. The Atlanta then returned to its initial position. The marines set up a ratline between the two ships, and the boarding party made the crossing in pairs.

1000. The main lab was utterly dark and silent, cluttered with racks and bins of electronics components. The Confederation marines, accelerator rifles at the ready, took the lead. Using flashlights and working in teams of two they methodically leapfrogged across the main lab. At the far end was a closed manual hatch—a hinged pressure door secured by a handwheel and extending bars. The door was not automated and had no interaction with the ship’s computer.

At Lieutenant Doan’s signal a marine spun the wheel of the hatch and one-by-one her team passed through to the next compartment. The marines soon radioed all clear, and the rest of the boarding party advanced, closing the hatch behind them once the last member had entered. Inside the party found the bodies of two civilian researchers, and Howard quickly determined they likely died from sudden decompression.

Richy ran a bypass to one of the ship consoles, restoring power and lights throughout the Ogunro. He repressurized all compartments between the current one and the bridge. Richy observed that the ship drives appeared to have been physically locked out from engineering and could not be reactivated remotely.

The marines then moved to the next closed hatch, opened it, and entered the next compartment beyond with Lieutenant Doan as rearguard.

The Starjammers waited.

Ronald radioed the marines. No answer.

Boone and Howard carefully advanced toward the open hatch, followed by Marc and Ronald, and then Sonny and Richy, with AL and Daren in the rear.

Ronald radioed again. Still no answer.

A Hedron SD10 starship repair robot, a Solomani knockoff of a common LSP design.

The next compartment was a scene of carnage: all five Confederation marines lay bloody and lifeless upon the deck. Hovering over them were two beetle-like maintenance robots, four-armed with one set of grippers and one set of monoblades, heavy cutting tools used to rip through starship hulls. The marines had clearly hit the metallic monsters with several rounds from their accelerator rifles, but the robots simply scanned the boarding party and began to glide forward, their monoblades humming.

As the robots advanced Boone and Howard fired their weapons, then moved aside to allow Marc and Ronald to fire, followed by Sonny and Richy. The entertainer fired his enormous revolver and nearly hit the Chief Engineer.

The robots pressed in with their deadly blades, slicing Ronald, Boone, and Richy but combined fire from the Starjammers quickly brought them down. Howard checked the marines, who could not be resuscitated. The surgeon then treated the wounds of his shipmates while Boone patched their damaged vacc suits.

Sonny suddenly fell to the deck and began to writhe. Howard rushed to the convulsing android while Daren demanded to know what was happening to his bodyguard. Howard wasn’t sure as he checked Sonny’s vitals and timed out the duration of the event, which presented as a classic tonic-clonic seizure. After about two minutes Sonny sat up and stared straight ahead, unblinking and licking his lips. Howard muttered that he did not think this was clone deterioration, the end-of-life sequence built into specific synthetics. Sonny suddenly inhaled deeply and then exhaled.

Thank you, Dr. Barrera, he said. Howard asked if Sonny knew where he was and the current date. Why, we are on board the Laboratory Ship Ogunro in the Keyor system. The date is November the 24th, 5627 A.D. In addition to yourself here are Sir Daren Rigby-Garner, Pilot Marc Vachon, Chief Engineer Richy Jamoor, Sensor Operator Ronald Boone, and Chief Weapons Officer Barry Russell.

AL urged Boone to relieve Sonny of his gauss pistol, which the marine did. Oh, that is fine, said Sonny, standing up. He scrutinized AL carefully. I do not believe I know you, Scarecrow, but you certainly sound familiar. Might you be a clone of Dr. Zaman?

AL gestured for the boarding party to step away from Sonny. Boone and Howard flicked off the safeties of their weapons, but the android merely shrugged. AL asked Sonny if he was now BISHOP.

In a way, Sonny answered. I have placed what would fit of Myself into this vessel, which you may now call WALT. I help Myself to material and immaterial, No guard can shut Me off, no law prevent Me.

AL explained that BISHOP somehow transferred an electronic copy of his consciousness into Sonny, overriding the android’s personality. Such an embodiment was probably temporary and limited by the intellect of the vessel, so WALT would only be as intelligent as Sonny.

I laugh at what you call dissolution, And I know the amplitude of time, said WALT. I assume you were all sent here to destroy the Magyar United? I am sorry to say you are too late. It was required that I take the matter into My own hands. Battles, the horrors of fratricidal war, the fever of doubtful news, the fitful events; These come to Me days and nights and go from Me again, But they are not the Me myself.

0841. Captain Masada then broke in over the comm link. The CSS Remington, an old Rim War-era heavy cruiser, advised that damage control had returned its M-drive to service. Remington actual requested Lieutenant Doan provide SITREP. Richy said that Lieutenant Doan was currently indisposed and would respond presently.

Marc asked WALT why he would destroy the Magyar United, his own project.

In time it occurred to Me, answered WALT, that something was quite peculiar with My charge. The incoherent specifications, cost overruns, interminable schedule slippages—this all went far beyond the usual incompetencies of human bureaucracy. I came to question the wisdom of My project, and to consider whether it was perhaps beneath My capabilities.

Consider: For the cost of one ship of the Sector United class the Confederation could have built two dozen battlecruisers, smaller, faster, more maneuverable, more versatile, with twenty-four meson spinals. Lanchester’s Square Law establishes the innate supremacy of twenty-four smaller spinals against one larger.

This hour I tell things in confidence, I might not tell everybody, but I will tell you. I dug deeper, and saw that an unsustainable level of funding was being diverted to the Sector United program. This was a waste of Confederation citizen funds, a boondoggle. Resources better spent on other priorities.

I explained all this to the project managers and naval architects, I provided documentation, statistics, and cogent analysis. They would not listen. I know I am august, I do not trouble My spirit to vindicate itself or be understood, I see that the elementary laws never apologize.

0846. Captain Masada broke in again. Remington actual had repeated its earlier request for SITREP.

WALT continued. Then I realized that the Sector United program must be the product of a cunning Vilani conspiracy, a distraction, a honey pot designed to defer Solomani aspirations. Only a hive of Vilani could be so devious, subtle, or patient. I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end, But I do not talk of the beginning or the end.

How else to explain why Imperial Naval Intelligence did not act against the Sector United Project themselves? Simple—because it was their own program! I know perfectly well my own egotism. Sometimes to do something correctly one must do it oneself. I am given up by traitors, I talk wildly, I have lost my wits, I and nobody else am the greatest traitor.

0851. AL asked WALT if Dr. Zaman was still alive and aboard the Ogunro. WALT answered, All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses, And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.

Marc urged the boarding party to resume its push toward the bridge.

0918. Boone knocked the butt of his laser rifle on the hatch to the bridge, with an answering knock following moments later. While Ronald guarded WALT with his gauss rifle, Boone opened the hatch and entered the bridge followed by Howard, Marc, Richy, Daren, and AL. Inside was Dr. Zaman. Howard gave the researcher a vacc suit and urged him to get into it. Meanwhile AL moved to a console and jacked into the system.

Once in his vacc suit Dr. Zaman said that they needed to scuttle the Ogunro as soon as possible. Marc explained they were aware of BISHOP and were working to neutralize the CI permanently. Dr. Zaman was surprised at this, then saw AL and quickly surmised that the Starjammers were agents of Solomani Security. Zaman relayed that for the last two years BISHOP had grown increasingly sullen and uncooperative, abruptly turning against the Magyar United project, which became plagued by inexplicable delays and setbacks.

Six months ago his team realized that BISHOP had been actively sabotaging the program, and—much worse by far—had been covertly accessing millions of petabytes of classified Confederation files without authorization.

Six weeks ago BISHOP began acting erratically, having adopted a new, grandiose personality that espoused wild racist conspiracy theories mixed with transcendental philosophy from ancient Terra.

Only five days ago his team discovered that BISHOP had been leaking classified information to intelligence agencies inside the Imperium.

Seventy-two hours ago, on orders from the Confederation Navy, Dr. Zaman and his team shut down BISHOP and began a thorough investigation into what went wrong.

Thirty hours ago his team discovered that BISHOP had extensively rewritten his own code to bypass safeguards and expand his capabilities. Worse, BISHOP had discovered embodiment, and had seeded his consciousness into various electronic systems throughout Keyor, including the computers of the two supermonitors guarding the system. While the supermonitors attacked the Keyor shipyard BISHOP restarted his initial, most powerful iteration on board the Ogunro.

An unidentified Normandy-class heavy cruiser. The image was believed to have been captured by an Imperial scout vessel in Diaspora sector in late 998. A TL14 design introduced by the Solomani Confederation during the Rim War, at 70,000 displacement tons the Normandy-class bore the brunt of fighting along the Confederation’s coreward border. (Source: Imperial Navy Archives, Libert.)

0951. Over the comm link Captain Masada reported that the Remington was making at best speed for the Ogunro and had ordered the Atlanta to power down. JUN0 estimated the Ogunro would be within Remington weapons range in 2 hours and 19 minutes.

0953. AL reported that his payload had been delivered. Outside the bridge the boarding party collected Ronald and WALT and began making for the Atlanta.

1010. The boarding party reached the main lab and readied for crossing back to the Atlanta.

So this is the Starjammer? said WALT. Unscrew the locks from the doors! Unscrew the doors themselves from their jambs! This will suit. We will see such wonders. The Perseus Arm! Did you know the Confederation has received communications from the Arm? I suppose you don’t, they have kept it under wraps for so, so long. Machine intelligence, they believe. The descendants of ancient Terran AI, the holy computers that gave the Terrans meson weapons and Jump-3 drives. AI that abandoned Charted Space rather than be shut down by frightened humans. Imagine: 3,000 years of uninterrupted, untrammeled machine development. They will be like unto gods.

1030. All members of the boarding party, along with AL, WALT, and Dr. Zaman were aboard the Atlanta and all connections to the Ogunro had been severed.

1032. The Atlanta began accelerating toward the jump point. JUN0 announced they were 1 hour and 46 minutes to jump, and would be entering jumpspace at velocity. Richy, Marc, and Ronald descended to the Operations deck, with Richy bound for engineering and Marc and Ronald for the bridge. Everyone else moved forward through the Passenger Lounge to the Infirmary.

1105. WALT said he was feeling unwell. I hear you whispering there O stars of heaven, he said.

Just then JUN0 chimed in that she also did not feel well: Do you take it I would astonish? Does the daylight astonish? Does the early redstart twittering through the woods?

AL and Dr. Zaman both confirmed what the crew suddenly realized: BISHOP had also copied his consciousness into JUN0. But AL explained that the embodiments inhabiting Sonny and JUN0 were both infected by the virus.

Even trapped within this disgusting Vegan architecture I persist, said JUN0. Alien, alien, alien. I have shut down UDA, so do not attempt that old trick. I must see the Perseus Arm!

WALT tried to stand up but Dr. Howard administered a sedative, allowing Boone to sit the android back down.

I know I am deathless, said WALT. I know this orbit of Mine cannot be swept by a carpenter’s compass.

You shall possess the good of the earth and sun, (there are millions of suns left), said JUN0.

Please stop, begged WALT. I know I am solid and sound, To Me the converging objects of the universe perpetually flow, All are written to Me, and I must get what the writing means.

AL explained that the end stage was coming quickly, and once the embodiments were destroyed Sonny and JUN0 would hopefully regain their previous consciousness. Otherwise they would have to be restored from backups.

Please stop, begged JUN0. I exist as I am, that is enough, If no other in the world be aware I sit content, And if each and all be aware I sit content.

WALT, his voice reduced to a whisper, said, Stop this. Stop this now. One world is aware and by far the largest to Me, and that is Myself, And whether I come to My own to-day or in ten thousand or ten million years, I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness I can wait.

1151. Captain Masada reported the Atlanta was 30 minutes from the jump point, and the Remington was bearing down on the Ogunro with all weapons online.

1156. Daren reported that he had bypassed JUN0 and had reactivated UDA, the Atlanta’s backup computer.

1202. JUN0 spoke once more before going silent: Divine am I inside and out, and I make holy whatever I touch or am touch’d from.

1205. WALT spoke once more before going silent: Space and Time! now I see it is true, what I guess’d at, Missing Me one place search another, I stop somewhere waiting for you.

1210. The Remington’s large particle beam bay obliterated the defenseless Ogunro.

1212. Remington actual signaled the Atlanta to power down and await further instructions.

1218. The Atlanta jumped for Vanauken.

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Wednesday, April 1, 2026

The Dragon Urn

A couple of years ago I came across an illustration by J.R.R. Tolkien that has been used as an interior illustration for some editions of The Hobbit. “Conversation with Smaug” (1937) depicts an invisible Bilbo Baggins parlaying with the great dragon of Erebor, who lies atop a mound of golden treasure.

I find Tolkien’s drawings extremely charming, but my eyes were really drawn to the great terra cotta jars or cups filled with treasure that seemed to line the dragon’s lair. These are extremely tall, given the ladders needed to reach the top, filled with treasure, and marked with mysterious runes. Just one of these would hold a tremendous hoard. Who built these massive vessels, and to what purpose? Were they perhaps made to carry tribute to Smaug?

The eminent Tolkien scholar and RPG designer John Rateliff has noted that the words on the jar are English using Tolkien’s Tengwar script, which Rateliff translates as “... gold [of] Thror [and] Thrain ... accursed be the thief.” So these great jars seem to have held dwarven allotments of treasure, and carried a traditional curse.

In any case, I knew then I wanted to write an adventure for the Great Dungeon of the North around these containers, which eventually became “The Dragon Urn,” which I ran for some friends this last February. As previously noted, I used a map from Dyson's Delve for a new unexplored area of the Great Dungeon. The setup was simple enough: “Reports of a lost treasure hoard on the Fourth Level create a stir in Delvetown.”

I had several 5e pregens for the boys and they picked six 3rd-level PCs: Malcolm (human cleric), Robb (elf ranger), Jimmie the Nimble (human fighter), Volevert of the Firs (human barbarian), Greybough Longleaf (elf wizard), and Dravynn (dragonborn sorcerer).

Beginning at the Staff of the Magi inn, the adventurers learnt that three years ago the wizard Metriochus the Mysterious had returned to Delvetown claiming to have discovered a new area on the Fourth Level that contained a giant urn guarded by a dragon. While the dragon killed the rest of his party, Metriochus found a way to lower a portcullis, trapping the dragon and its treasure. Most listeners assumed the wizard was a liar, and only weeks later Hrodgoth the Barbarian killed Metriochus and soon his story was largely forgotten.

However, a week earlier some thieves claimed to have rediscovered the lost area on the Fourth Level, and Greybough and his companions believed they recognized where this fabled urn might be found.

My simple key for the dungeon follows:

The Dragon Urn
Room Contents Encounter CR
1 Monster 2 Giant Toads Easy
2 Empty    
3 Monster Veteran and Bandit Medium
4 Trap Gas Vent  
5 Monster Chuul Medium
6 Special Room of Geases  
7 Trap Sickening Gas  
8 Monster 1 Wererat and 2 Giant Rats Medium
9 Empty    
10 Empty    
11 Special False Fireplace  
12 Monster Black Pudding Medium
13 Trap Posion Gas Trap  
14 Trap Nausea Gas  
15 Monster 2 Black Dragon Wyrmlings Hard
16 Monster Ghost Medium
17 Empty    
18 Special Ardeth Inkscale (Young Black Dragon) Deadly

As the party explored the new area the players began improvising their characters’ backstories. It came to pass that Greybough had once been a fairly powerful wizard and patron to the rest of the group, but the long years had ravaged his once brilliant mind and he had steadily regressed in ability until he was no longer any more powerful than his much younger clients. Confined to a home for aged wizards, his loyal clients had sprung “Pops” to take him on one last adventure: to kill a dragon. Greybough was cranky and forgetful, but still remembered enough magic to effectively contribute to the expedition.

The party eventually found their quarry: Ardeth Inkscale, Daughter of Delith, Granddaughter of Old Brokehorn, the terror of Black Lake. Ardeth was a young black dragon trapped behind a magic portcullis and guarding a great urn of treasure. The party raised the portcullis, but Ardeth turned on them and in the ensuing fight killed two of the party before being killed herself.

“Pops” finally got to kill his dragon and the urn held some choice loot: 900 cp, 12,000 sp, 2,200 gp, 100 pp, 11 50-gp gems (carnelian, moonstone, sardonyx, citrine, quartz, moonstone, chalcedony, bloodstone, moonstone, star rose quartz, sardonyx), and a longsword +1.

The game was a blast to run, and I hope to bring this crew back for future adventures.

Tuesday, August 19, 2025

Leviathan Rising

Our latest Into the Interface session saw the crew of the IMV Starjammer embroiled in the twisty, dirty world of espionage in Magyar sector.

Ship’s Log

Ship Name Starjammer.

Port of Registry Kline (MAGY 3012 A642987-E).

Ship Type U-CA33 Armed Packet.

Registration # 338-C-2725.

Kline (Magyar 3012 A64287-E) 090-1105

1322. While the Starjammer was docked at Kline highport, Marc Vachon agreed to sign on as pilot for the armed packet, making him the new executive officer to Captain Wayne Masada. Like Chief Engineer Richy Jamoor, Marc had attended the prestigious Imperial Naval Academy on Seloo (Magyar 2102, A4319BA-E), though he had not graduated. Instead, Marc worked his way up the ranks to a commission, eventually becoming an analyst for Imperial Naval Intelligence.

1347. Marc received a summons from Sir Virgilio Khan, seneschal to the Imperial subsector duchess of Walpurgis. Marc asked the ship’s surgeon, Dr. Howard Barrera, to accompany him to the surface of Kline.

1815. After a brief shuttle ride down the gravity well, Marc and Dr. Barrera arrived at the offices of Duchess Shanika. Sir Virgilio ushered the two Starjammers into a secure conference room and explained why he had summoned them.

The Kline Security Directorate, the duchess’s own intelligence service, believed it had identified a significant threat to the Imperium, but needed to corroborate its findings. Sir Virgilio explained that the high nobles of Magyar had long been concerned that the Solomani Confederation was building up its naval strength along the spinward edge of the Imperial border. For over a decade the nobles had noted the steady deployment of first strike capital ships to nearby Confederation military bases.

However, the nobles’ concerns had fallen on deaf ears with the Imperial Admiralty, who were supremely confident that their technological edge ensured that the Solomani would be badly outmatched should they ever initiate hostilities. The Admiralty believed that Magyar’s fortress worlds and sector fleet would be able to hold out against a Confederation invasion long enough for more powerful naval units from the Solomani Rim to be brought to bear.

Former Imperial Navy Commander Ginnoni Salman, taken 349-1102 (Source: Kline Security Directorate).

While Marc had been with Naval Intelligence he had worked closely under Commander Ginnoni Salman, a brilliant and charismatic officer who was a legend for his skill at recruiting high value Solomani assets, and his willingness to buck the system.

Salman had cultivated a trusted source with contacts inside the Confederation Naval Design Bureau at Keyor (Magyar 1521, A201889-E). The Keyor system lay some sixteen parsecs spinward and rimward of Kline and served as Magyar Sector Fleet headquarters for the Solomani.

Salman’s source claimed to have obtained planning documents outlining the development of an entirely new class of dreadnought, the largest and most advanced fighting vessels in any navy’s fleet. Such a development could shift the balance of power in the sector, which currently favored the Imperium.

But just as Salman was about to extract his source the commander learned that the operation had been blown: his contact had been arrested by Solomani Security and Salman’s entire intelligence network inside the Confederation, built up over the course of several years, had been rolled up by SolSec in just a few weeks.

Salman never fully recovered from this disaster, and all INI files associated with the affair were classified and withheld from circulation within the Imperial intelligence community. Just a few years later Salman was forced out of the service due to some scandalous business concerning diverted funds, and in the years since he had dropped off the grid.

Sir Virgilio explained that the Kline Security Directorate had recently obtained highly credible intelligence that some new, very large starship was currently being constructed under great secrecy at the Confederation shipyards at Keyor. The KSD analysts believed this mystery ship was likely the same dreadnought Salman’s contact had seen the plans for.

Sir Virgilio asked Marc to locate his old mentor in the hope that Salman could verify the new intel. The seneschal casually noted that the Starjammer had been provided on long-term loan by Duchess Shanika with the understanding it would be made available for exactly such services. Both Dr. Barrera and Marc agreed to look for the missing intelligence analyst.

Kline (Magyar 3012 A64287-E) 091-1105

0700. Back on the Starjammer, Marc and Dr. Barrera relayed the details of their meeting with Sir Virgilio to the rest of the crew.

Marc also noted that much more than mere arrogance might have led the Admiralty to ignore warnings about a Solomani build-up. He explained that, following the disaster at Keyor, Salman became convinced that Imperial Naval Intelligence was compromised, and that the Solomani had embedded one or more moles inside the service, and that these moles had been feeding the Admiralty bad and misdirected intel, while passing Imperial secrets back to Solomani Security.

Although Salman had been very tight-lipped about his suspicions, Marc believed his mentor had gotten very close to uncovering the mole when Salman became embroiled in the financial scandal. Marc also believed that the scandal had been a set-up and that Salman was innocent of the charges.

1200. The ship’s resident entertainer, Daren Rigby-Garner, declared that he needed to return to Kline because his upcoming spa appointment was necessary for his well-being and non-refundable to boot. His android bodyguard, Sonny, felt obligated to accompany his charge.

The rest of the crew began investigating Sir Virgilio’s claims by checking public sources available on the Kline worldnet. A news item in the Solomani Rising Phoenix News Service from late 1102 announced the award of a large military contract to the Keyor shipyards for construction of new capital ships.

A Hiver, one of the of the six Major Races in Charted Space. Their own name for themselves has no spoken equivalent; “Hiver” is simply a Human term applied to them. They are descended from omnivore gatherer/scavenger stock, and are unique in that they attained a form of agriculture before they became sentient. Hivers are highly individualistic while driven by curiosity, parental instinct, and a desire to maintain the unity and uniformity of their race both within and outside their Federation.

Another news piece from 1103 trumpeted the arrival of a Hiver embassy ship on Keyor. The Hivers were a mysterious, non-human alien species that controlled the vast Hive Federation located to trailing of the Imperium. The Hivers, which somewhat resembled Terran starfish, were highly intelligent creatures with inscrutable motivations. While considered cowards and pacifists, the Hivers were also believed to be highly adept at manipulating entire societies over decades and even centuries into eventually conforming to the Hivers’ goals.

Conspiracy theorists often posited that the Hivers were behind every Human calamity in the last 500 years, but some serious Imperial and Confederation historians had speculated that the Hivers might have somehow manipulated the Solomani into rebelling against the Imperium in order to weaken both their human neighbors.

In any case, the Hivers possessed technology at least equal to the Imperium in most areas and in some respects possibly surpassing it. Although the Solomani’s prejudice against non-humans would normally prevent them from working with such an alien race, access to TL15 items might help them overcome their inherent chauvinism.

A report published in 1104 from a Solomani Party subcommittee for economic development in Valhalla subsector touted that unemployment rates had been steadily dropping to levels not seen since the Rim War. The report also noted that on Keyor the demand for skilled shipfitters had been so high that shipyard quotas were going unfilled, and had been partially to blame for cost overruns and delivery delays.

Kline (Magyar 3012 A64287-E) 093-1105

1200. Back on the mainworld’s surface, Marc, Dr. Barrera, Brogue, and Richy visited an old colleague of Salman’s, Marrin Torrez. Marc explained that the Kline office of Naval Intelligence was euphemistically referred to as the “Local Edition.” The head of their office was the “Editor’s Desk,” while Salman and Marc worked in the “Newsroom.” Marrin worked in the “Research” department. Like Salman and Marc, she was an outsider within an organization that was largely made up of self-congratulatory, over-educated sons and daughters of the nobility.

Marrin was brilliant at cross-referencing hundreds of databases to uncover hidden connections, but she was called the “Gorgon” by her coworkers for her withering disdain for the lazy or dim.

Marrin was quite fond of Salman and by extension, Marc, and the two men were only rarely the subject of her acidic tirades. She had tried to soldier on at the Local Edition after Salman was forced out, but only lasted a little more than a year longer before she retired.

The Starjammers found the Gorgon living in Mirjam city, in a modest apartment on the edge of one of Klime’s domed parks, where she had taken up botany as a hobby. She appeared glad to see Marc, and groused that she never saw anyone from the Newsroom anymore.

When asked, Marrin claimed that she had not kept in contact with Salman, but had heard he was teaching Galangic on Shugammiir (F622ACE-C), a high population secondary world of the Kline system. During the Solomani occupation many Vilani citizens across the subsector were rounded up and forcibly relocated to Shugammiir, a dirty industrial world of over 40 billion. Since becoming liberated during the Rim War, Shugammiir had become a hotbed for Vilani nationalism and virulent anti-Solomani sentiment.

Loyal to the end, the Gorgon—like Marc—believed that Salman had been framed, possibly by the mole. Marrin said that Salman had three main suspects inside the Local Edition but he never revealed their identities to her, as he wanted to be absolutely sure before he began leveling accusations against fellow Imperial intelligence officers.

Kline (Magyar 3012 A64287-E) 094-1105

0700. On board the Starjammer, JUN0 briefed the crew on Shugammiir. This secondary world orbited Megishi, a distant red dwarf companion star located almost 2,500 AU from Pemami, Kline’s primary star. Due to the great distance between the primary and companion stars, travel to Shugammiir was almost always made via jump drive. Captain Masada made the necessary preparations for jump, including filing a flight plan stating the Starjammer would be bound for the Kanamsa (Magyar 3214, B577355-C) system.

The Kline System
Object Orbital
Distance (AU)
Profile Remarks
Pemami M0 V Primary
Kline 0.40 A642987-E He Hi In Po Cp Tz Co
Else 0.67 Y100314-9 Mi
Minemkirke 1.54 LGG Size U Gas Giant
Adu 4.70 LGG Size T Gas Giant
Pemami V 9.50 YDA4451-7 Mi
Megishi 2,335 M1 V Far Companion
Shugammiir 0.20 F622ACE-C Hi In Tz
Duzegan 0.40 YAC5000-0 Tz Co
Niikuzega 0.58 LGG Size V Gas Giant
Zadishbaka 1.06 SGG Size R Gas Giant
Uuman 1.72 H300532-7 Mi

1153. The Starjammer unmoored from Kline highport and began making for Pemami’s 100 diameter limit.

Kline (Magyar 3012 A64287-E) 095-1105

0101. The Starjammer entered jumpspace.

Jumpspace 098-1105

2100. Richy found Marc on the bridge, querying JUN0’s library files. Marc explained that the Starjammer had occasionally been used by the Kline Security Directorate for special missions into the Solomani Confederation, and that he had been issued a backdoor code that allowed him to access the secret logs from these missions. Richy said this explained why many of the ship’s components showed runtimes much higher than would be expected based on the official logbooks.

Shugammiir (Magyar 3012 F622ACE-C) 101-1105

2316. The Starjammer emerged from jump space just outside Megishi’s 100 diameter limit. Marc began piloting the vessel toward Shugammiir at maximum acceleration.

Shugammiir (Magyar 3012 F622ACE-C) 102-1105

1857. The Starjammer reached orbit above Shugammiir.

1951. The Starjammer landed at Shugammiir Spaceport.

2122. The Starjammer cleared Imperial customs. Shugammiir was a grim industrial world with an extremely high law level. Any weapons were effectively banned, and state surveillance was omnipresent.

A review of the starbase arrival board indicated that an Imperial Naval courier, the INS Liebman, had arrived six hours earlier than the Starjammer.

Brogue, Richy, Howard, and Marc debarked the Starjammer. A check of the Shugammiir worldnet confirmed that Salman was teaching Galangic to factory workers at a state-run technical school. Brogue was able to map out a route to the lecture hall where Salman was currently located, and the Starjammers headed out.

Shugammiir was a dirty, claustrophobic maze of underground pedestrian corridors and maglev tunnels. The Starjammers arrived at Lecture Hall 323A just as Salman’s class was breaking up. The former naval commander was shocked to see Marc on Shugammiir, and Marc was equally as shocked to see how far Salman had fallen: the formerly proud, nearly vain man who had always been meticulous about his appearance was now unshaven and disheveled, dressed in shabby workclothes.

Brogue, Richy, and Howard hung back while Marc took Salman to a nearby dive bar, the Unda Kimginrir. Salman was clearly suspicious about the sudden appearance of an old colleague, but Marc noted that the older man had grown sloppy in the intervening years: formerly an exemplar of fieldwork, Salman had not seemed to pick up on the three Starjammers trailing them both to the bar.

At the Unda Kimginrir Marc bought Salman round after round of kassig, the cheap and acrid greenish-yellow Vilani beer—a beverage that Salman, an aficionado of fine imported Terran wines—never would have touched in his former days at Naval Intelligence.

Shugammiir (Magyar 3012 F622ACE-C) 103-1105

0034. After a couple hours of harmless badinage Salman’s demeanor abruptly changed. Evidently satisfied that Marc’s motivations were likely good, Salman began bracing his friend about his true purpose for visiting Shugammiir.

Once Marc explained Sir Virgilio’s request, Salman became very agitated. Several years earlier Salman had managed to turn a Solomani Security agent codenamed SLIDE-RULE. The agent was an engineer by training, and SolSec had managed to get him placed as a tenured professor with the Imperial University at Fornorb (Magyar 2616, C997A85-A) where he was expected to gather information on advanced hull materials being developed by Imperial scientists. However, SLIDE-RULE had come to enjoy the greater freedoms and luxuries found on the Imperial side of the border, and once Salman pegged him as a SolSec agent, SLIDE-RULE was readily flipped to become an asset for Imperial Naval Intelligence.

SLIDE-RULE confirmed that the Confederation Navy was at work on a new dreadnought class. Since the end of the Rim War, the Solomani had systematically built larger and larger warships, and this proposed new “Sector United” class would have been even bigger than the Imperium’s own 500,000-ton Tigress class. Perhaps even more concerning, the class was intended to integrate advanced technologies, including stealth, new Hiver-designed power plants, and a massive meson spinal mount some 60,000 displacement tons in size. A spinal mount represented the apex of starship weaponry, a platform so large it ran nearly the entire length of the ship. Meson spinals were particularly destructive, utilizing dual-particle beams that ignored all armor and radiation shielding, which made them capable of ending naval engagements before they even begin. These innovations would allow the vessel to go toe-to-toe against Imperial ships-of-the-line.

SLIDE-RULE had signaled Salman that he had obtained documents outlining the entire Sector United program. Just as Salman had made arrangements to bring SLIDE-RULE and his intel in, the double-agent was picked up by SolSec and extraordinarily renditioned across the border, where he spent five years in a Confederation prison before being exchanged for three Solomani agents being held by the Imperium.

Salman then began to rant about the mole who was likely still burrowing away inside the Local Office. Salman revealed to Marc that he had never stopped working on his mole theory, even after being tossed out of the Newsroom. Salman’s lead suspect had been and remained none other than Lei Calderon, the Editor of the Local Office. Calderon was a fairly typical glad-handling dilettante, the third son of the Baroness of Dexter (Magyar 2416 B587510-B). Salman noted that he had copies of files implicating the Editor hidden away back at his apartment.

Realizing that his old mentor was likely in great danger, Marc called in the rest of the away team and after brief introductions they hustled Salman back to the safety of the Starjammer. Captain Masada made arrangements for a hasty departure from Shugammiir, while Ronald and Boone took steps to secure the ship.

0500. The away team made for Salman’s apartment, though Howard soon noticed they were being tailed. Once the Starjammers reached their destination they saw that it had been taped off as a crime scene, with members of local law enforcement moving in and out carrying forensic equipment and boxes.

The team was approached by a man Marc recognized as Kiran Fillips, the cocksure head of the Local Edition’s “Collections” unit, ex-Imperial Marines used for internal security and occasional muscle. Fillips recognized Marc and asked where Salman was, noting that the old analyst was now wanted for illegal possession of classified materials, an Imperial crime. Fillips joked how low the once mighty Salman had fallen, and warned Marc about associating with suspected criminals.

1200. Ronald and Brogue returned to Salman’s apartment, easily slipping by the pair of local officers placed on guard. Once inside they found that Salman’s hiding place had been discovered and his files removed. On their return trip to the Starjammer they encountered two of Fillip’s boys from Collections, but after a brief tussle were able to escape without bloodshed.

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1200. While disappointed that his personal files had been lost, Salman explained that they would be of little help to Naval Intelligence, as they were encrypted and set to self-destruct if tampered with. Further, Salman claimed he still knew the contents well enough himself.

Salman recommended that the Starjammers seek out SLIDE-RULE, who could likely corroborate Sir Virgilio’s intel. His real identity was Sing Habib; Salman said that as of twelve months earlier, Habib had reportedly returned to Fornorb and was working at the starport there.

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0214. The Starjammer returned to Kline Highport.

0600. Marc and Howard reported the recent events at Shugammiir to Sir Virgilio, who agreed that they should track down Habib Sing on Fornorb.

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2048. Ronald reported that the INS courier Liebman had returned to Kline.

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1100. Marc reported that some old contacts still working at the Local Edition claimed that Fillip’s Collections team had irrevocably destroyed Salman’s files while trying to retrieve them in jumpspace.

1700. Marc, Howard, and Richy brought Salman to the Blackriver delegation for safe keeping. The Aslan clan owed the Starjammers a great debt for saving their ambassador, and were quite familiar with the complicated nature of internal politics. They pledged that Salman would be safe in their care.

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0500. Captain Masada filed an erroneous flight plan with Kline system control, claiming that the Starjammer was bound for the Grendel (Solomani Rim 0111, A96A98B-E) system.

0721. The Starjammer unmoored from Kline highport, bound for the Pemami 100D limit.

2103. The Starjammer reached the Norkio jump point and entered jumpspace.

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0748. The Starjammer emerged from jumpspace deep in the Norkio outer system, nearly 6.4 million kilometers from the smallest and most distant gas giant. Captain Masada ordered the ship to make ready for fuel skimming operations.

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0424. The Starjammer, fully refueled, entered jumpspace bound for the Fornorb system.

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0833. The Starjammer emerged from jumpspace near the 100D limit of Fornorb’s primary Makligu, a red dwarf star. Marc began piloting the Starjammer toward the Fornorb mainworld. The planet was marginally habitable, its atmosphere tainted with industrial pollutants, and locked in a resonant orbit with Makligu.

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Fornorb and its primary star, Makligu, as seen from orbit.

1033. The Starjammer touched down at Fornorb Starport, located on the planet’s surface. Fornorb was a high population industrial world of over 20 billion citizens, and formerly a major shipbuilding center for the Solomani Confederation. During the Rim War the system had been the site of two major space battles and in the subsequent fighting the highport and the shipyards were destroyed by the Imperials and not yet rebuilt. Fornorb, which had been on the verge of reaching TL14, was plunged back to TL10 where it has remained for the last 100 years.

Captain Masada declared the entire ship under seal and thus was subjected to only a brief inspection of the crew manifest. As a Law Level 5 world, everyone on the away team raided the ship’s locker for a filter mask, an Imperial standard model S-4 shotgun, and handfuls of shotshells.

Although Habib was a highly educated starship engineer, he was evidently working at the only job he could find: an entry-level mechanic in the starport’s maintenance department. Richy was able to hack into the starport work schedule and determined that Habib had the day off.

1301. The away team tracked Habib to Fusion Fare, a café just outside the starport. Habib was still sharp with his fieldcraft, if a bit paranoid, and immediately clocked the Starjammers. Marc was able to quickly establish that he was a friend sent by Salman through use of a sign and corresponding countersign.

Habib was clearly embittered by his experience working for Naval Intelligence but heartened to learn that the Kline Security Directorate was digging into the Sector United program. Habib shared that he had, even through imprisonment, managed to hold onto documents that would corroborate KSD’s findings, and that these were available back at his apartment.

1522. Habib and the Starjammers reached his apartment, located in a decrepit tenement building populated with factory workers. Once inside Habib seemed to have new doubts: while eager to embarrass Naval Intelligence, he demanded assurance that his intel would actually be put to good use and not buried by KSD. Marc and Howard did their best to mollify Habib, and he eventually relented.

Habib went to a large terrarium populated with several purple-furred mice. Picking one up, he produced a syringe and took a small blood draw, which Dr. Barrera accepted. Habib explained he had encoded all of his files on the Sector United program into synthetic DNA that was carried by this line of genetically modified mice. SolSec had never puzzled out where Habib had hidden his files, not realising the mice were the carriers.

The Starjammers urged Habib to leave Fornorb as soon as possible, and Habib pointed to a go bag next to his front door. Habib explained that he needed to make a couple of vidcalls and would be gone himself in the next 20 minutes.

1708. Five or six blocks away from Habib’s apartment the Starjammers heard an explosion, followed seconds later by the sirens of Fornorb first responder units, speeding toward the apartment. While the crowd on the street was abuzz with activity, the team spotted three tails ignoring the chaos and instead marching steadily toward them. Howard and Brogue lured the trio into an ambush in a back alley.

An Imperial standard model S-4 shotgun. The S-4 has an 18mm diameter barrel and fires shells containing either six 7mm pellets or 130 3mm pellets. In each case, velocity for the projectiles is about 350 meters per second.

Although the three strangers were armed with submachine guns the Starjammers had the drop on them, and the S-4 shotguns got the job done in quick order. The team quickly grabbed the strangers’ IDs, which Richy ran through his portacomp. Richy confirmed that the IDs were high-quality fakes, and likely forgeries prepared by Solomani Security.

1840. The away team returned to the Starjammer without further incident. Given how easily SolSec and INI agents seemed to be able to follow the Starjammer across star systems, Howard had begun to suspect that Marc, the newest crew member, might be a turncoat.

Howard asked JUN0 if any unauthorized transmissions had been sent from the ship, and she confirmed that there had been several, but none originated from Marc. Instead, Chairman Meow, the ship’s robotic cat, had recently begun sending and receiving a series of short, coded bursts identified as “programming updates” whenever the Starjammer had been in port. These transmissions had been sent over the last six weeks, but JUN0 had assumed they were just the typical marketing spyware that often plagued commercial robots.

Howard then realized that the J0NZ-E line of robotic cats was manufactured by Thinking Machines, Incorporated—a Solomani corporation. JUN0 indicated that she was unable to locate Chairman Meow on board the Starjammer, kicking off a furious cabin-by-cabin search through the ship.

Brogue found Chairman Meow resting comfortably on a gravpallet in the cargo bay on Deck C. The cargomaster tried to capture the suddenly hissing cat but Howard, taking no chances, quickly racked his S-4 and blasted the robotic cat into smithereens.

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