D&D in Space

Final Calypso Log
Where we wrap it all up, sort of

T: 80

So, the crew went ahead and put on the devoted on a planet, called it Penultima and said, "uh, stay here."

Then they helped the Bright One's settle in. Got a look at the flora and fauna of Graceful End. The fauna was massive and the flora was deadly.

Then, turns out, all these devoted wound up voting up a leader to bargain on their behalf. You guessed it, the entity named "P."

P began by bargaining with the party as to whether or not the devoted were prisoners and whether they posed a threat to the Bright Ones. All was going amicably, until P included taking the fridge as part of his deal with the captain. She flipped the proverbial table, while spanner blew up the ships networking device and they marooned them on the planet.

The party then asked Ike and Tina where they want to go and what do you know, they said Twigwilia, the fabled lost homeworld of the Twigins.

So the crew got on the inferno, networked in all the devoted ships and jumped.

Once there, the planet turned off it's invisibility cloak and a twigwin named Milo Omnitwigilius III, owner of said secret planet, greeted them. Turns out it was not the twigin homeworld after all but just one of many secret invisible planets all called Twigwilia, that are, in fact, a sort of known secret among the Twigwin. Many bets were won and lost and the Twigwin economy went into a tail spin.

So, discovering that they were a hop skip and a jump away from Arden, Kanda, and her Void Runner went to see how things were looking in the galaxy.

And from here, I think you know the rest.

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From the notes of Dagmar Deadborn
The golden goose returns...

Long ago, and for reasons that I'm sure will wind up in a book, I had the good fortune of nearly dying. My salvation came in the form of a beguiling young lawyer named Kanda Stonesoul. The manner of her arrival was so unlikely that I, for a moment, genuinely believed I had been saved by an angel. I told her that I was forever in her debt.

She took this literally.

Decades later and after years of near constant "favors," I had the pleasure of representing Stonesoul's  somewhat feral daughter in the case of the century. I believe Stonesoul said "See, not all my favors are bad?" to which I thought fondly of my original leg, wondering where it might be.

But then, it seemed the Golden Goose had more eggs to lay. Sunspear returned only this time, she had somehow managed to place herself in the middle of the greatest negotiations in United World history. The surrender of the Devoted. It seems Sunspear was responsible. But, after a little mention of space cocaine and the fact that she negotiated with the devoted while on vacation and how she basically ignored every first contact protocol in the book, it seemed that the powers that be were intent on stripping her of the rank they foisted upon her in the first place.

Ironic, isn't it?

Well, when one door shuts…

You see, Sunspear, possessing literally none of her mother's qualities (or appearance for that matter (I think she might be adopted)), decided to use this very public dressing down by congress to actually announce that she was running for congress. It was insane and ill-adviced and deeply entertaining. Kanda Sunspear, undisputed leader of the most searched name on the internet, 6 years running. Never change.

So, having thrown a political bomb in the room, Kanda swiftly left the system and headed back to Graceful end (after retaining my council of course). She picked up a galatean engineer named Tera (recently, somewhat unhappily single) and a Chuck Sterling (retired spaceline pilot who had previous encounters with the captain). And, of course, Marcus (who still makes the best Fried Cabunba, this side of Gzarbin). Sunspear insisted this was a job of currying political favor, but in fact, it seemed she was just genuinely concerned for the fate of these ill-fated few. In this way, I think she'd make for a marvelously bad politician. 

Once arrived on the planet, she was asked to put trackers on all the local earthquake beasts. This was supposed to be an easy job, unfortunately, some lightning beetles intervened, causing the beast to rear up and knock the ship out of the sky.

As a personal note, I'd like to say that I do believe it will be boredom that kills me one day, and for as long as there are Kandas in the galaxy, I will never die.

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From the notes of Dagmar Deadborn pt 2
Where we wrap it all up, sort of

You know, when I try to get this all down, it seems sort of ridiculous.

After the ship crash, Kanda and her merry gang of misfits happened upon the native peoples of Graceful End: The Cleoxi. These massive beetle-like natives possessed a strong sense of honor and desire to negotiate. It seemed that they had made a deal with the Bright Ones nearly a million years ago regarding their coexistence. 

At this point, Dylan took the lead, and learned of the Cleoxi culture, in which honor was not just an ideal but a measurable currency, earned through productive and/or dangerous work. Honor was recorded via a line of bugs on one's hands. 

I arrived with Chuck Sterling and Mickey and discussed Kanda's political future. She was not polling great on Ardin but her numbers were through the roof on New Bigsby so she decided to just run there. Of course, a successful first contact negotiation would look great on her resume. An unsuccessful negotiation would mean political immolation. 

The Bright Ones arrived, hoping to negotiate with the Cleoxi, but the Cleoxi seemed nervous to work with the Bright Ones. Something to do with a previous agreement being broken. So, they decided to deal with Kanda's people. 

Many Hands expressed that all Kanda needed to do was get the Cleoxi to agree to sit down with the Bright Ones. But Dylan learned a disturbing fact that the Bright Ones had voted to put a massive gun ship in orbit, ready to destroy the Cleoxi hive if things went south. Tensions were high.

It seemed the Cleoxi had some special place in their culture for Spanner. "Untouchable." He was unable to possess or use Honor. But he was revered. This all because he was unable to have sex. So he was declared arbiter and the Cleoxi sat down with Kanda, Sledge, Mickey, Dylan, and Drottr.

Then, Mother arrived. The Cleoxi worship this entity called Mother, a sentient (and seemingly ancient) swarm of bugs.

Mother sat at Spanners side and watched the negotiations. 

The talks started out fine, with Kanda explaining that these new Bright Ones were very different form the old ones. Mother was helpful, talkative, and just a tad condescending. 

Then, the Cleoxi expressed their deal. They would end all hostilities and let the Bright Ones settle on the land, in exchange for hostages. They wanted several Bright Ones to be "Mother's Children." When Dylan asked what it means to be a child of mother, they explained that it meant that Mother had power over you, just like the Cleoxi. Mother then demonstrated this power, by controlling Dylan like a puppet.

So it seemed the deal was peace, in exchange for slaves.

Everyone went back to their camps and Kanda had a mild meltdown, wondering if these Bright Ones she had spent so much blood and sweat saving were really worth it at all. They seemed so willing to kill all the Cleoxi. But the Cleoxi themselves were not so benevolent. Then Many Hands explained that the Cleoxi had surrounded their settlement. Tensions were rising.

So the Bright Ones went to negotiate with the Cleoxi and Sledge, Micky and Drottr went into orbit to attempt to neutralize the Bright One weapon. While Micky put an EMP in the aiming system, Drottr made an impassioned plea to lay down arms and be honorable. While the captain of the ship could not defy orders, some one else heard Drottr's plea: Mother.

Back on the surface, Mother invited the group back and explained that she had watched them attempt to defuse the Bright One weapon. She believed them honorable and, more importantly, of great value to the Bright Ones. So, the Cleoxi offered taking some of Kanda's people as hostages instead. 

But who would volunteer to be a permanent hostage of the enslaving bug swarm?

Spanner, of course. The untouchable, unaffected by mother's grasp, venerated by her people, loved by the Bright Ones for being their savior, and of course, built by Bright Ones; a shining example of the good they can create, if given a chance.

It was damn poetic.

Then, we left, heading to New Bigsby and a new chapter in Kanda's life.

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Epilogue pt. 1
Big Picture Stuff

Graceful End managed to flourish, confined to a single valley, the Bright Ones dove into the task of managing their dwindling gene pool. The solution, it turned out lay in a young Bright One named "World-Bridge." The child of two species, World Bridge was a living example of how to infuse genetic diversity from other races. Not wanting to call them "half Bright Ones" they were instead called The Poet's Children. World Bridge wound up mating with three Jaxeans, an Ardin, a Corsa, five Kiton and a wopping thirty-nine humans. Humans, for whatever reason, really like the idea of alien fucking. Who knew?

The Bright Ones built several monuments and several holidays to commemorate their exodus, building a new culture not around expansion and longevity, but around perseverance and coexistence. 20 years after it's founding, Graceful End announced to the world that it would be forming a world government, in cooperation with the Cleoxi. Their world capitol is called Spanner City. 

 

New Bigsby welcomed their ninth UW representative in 6 years, Kanda Sunspear, after a landslide election. Lassie Stinklater, hoping this meant some sort of stability for the Jaxeans, resigned, again. She is still extremely active in political circles, despite having no official title. 

Micky Van Kleef became the first non-Jaxean to win a Dancy-Brain award, a prestigious award given out by the Jaxean Humanities Council for Deeply Biased Journalism. 

 

The United Front eventually fell apart, with no great threat to unite them. The Trox continued their political independence from the other UW races, but with stronger diplomatic ties than ever. Meanwhile, the Kitorin, after years of sunlight integration, eventually outlawed slavery, cobbled together some sort of republic and were admitted into the UW.

Years later, upon hearing of the death of Captain Sledge, the UW enforcement agency decided not to cancel his bounty and instead, raise it to 9.5 billion credits, making him the most valuable individual, alive or dead, in the history of the United Worlds. 

On the 50th anniversary of the end of the war, the singularity unveiled their newest Flagship. The T.S.V. Premborzl.

 

 

The Galateans, reeling from their lost political status founded their own galactic government, called "The Congruance." They then admitted, the Altari, the Corsa, and the "Penultumas" (the leftover devoted under the leadership of "P"). Their relationship with the UW is peaceful, but icy. 

 

Generations after the end of the war, the Prison ship still floats in the abyss, guarded by a small compliment of an endangered people. Their immortal ward waits patiently. Nothing can stay hidden forever. 

 

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Epilogue pt. 2
Sentinel Drottr Krunjin Premborzl

Kanda’s winning the UW seat on the New Bigsby was, by all accounts, inevitable. Drottr continued to serve alongside Kanda, as she grew to prominence within the UW, dictating galactic events, heading a unified Committee to negotiate and deal with the entity “P” and his Galatean contingent. With the rote tedium of a bureaucratic schedule, Drottr grew tired. Kanda, having unfettered access to the playground of political intrigue (as well as the hundreds of literal playgrounds on New Bigsby) was busy, distracted, focused, and safe.

Drottr served the Valstar. He was here for a purpose.

If this was it, he had filled it well. Kanda had grown to her rightful place in the United Worlds. Her work, unifying and pacifying the throng of sentient civilizations, had proven her importance as a figure of galactic history.

And so Drottr retired. Spending a brief period of time on a Drox colony, he found it to be more cramped and congested than he remembered. After a lifetime aboard ships and space stations, Drottr found himself on a shuttle, headed to a planet he had been to only once before: Molean, the planet where he had lost his arm and gained his honor. On Molean, he quietly resided in peace for several more years.

Details of his death are not well known. What is known is that the single village on Molean was suddenly flooded, due to some unexpected natural phenomenon. In this flood, fewer than half of the resident Kashinians survived. Drottr, bearing his shield against an inevitable and unrelenting rush of water, was responsible for saving just one: a young woman called Tallah Kilbrain. Drottr had known Tallah when she was a girl, having spent time with her during his penance and subsequent amputation. In this way, Sentinel Drottr Krunjin Premborzl had served his purpose to the Valstar.

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