Saturday, January 18, 2020
Sunday, February 4, 2018
Character's Introduction to Adventure 9 (March 2018) "The Smarargdian Crisis"
You are transporting almost 30 tones of superactinides (your cargo hull is full) mined by Mudville's newly created mining firm: Moovenvid Metals. RR (your professor friend from a previous adventure in the Mudville system) is a part owner, so it's not surprising that you got hired to carry a cargo.
Anyway, the cargo is going to a world called Smaragd. It is not the most interesting world in the world, but they produce huge amounts of mid-level electronics for export, and so the superactinides can be put to good use. And it is in a part of space you've never been to before.
The adventure starts soon after you come out of jump, when you make contact with system space control.
As (almost) always, the Russel Beckett has some ongoing maintenance issues as you come out of jump space.
Note that you are very low on money at the moment, and Smaragd does not have a good shipyard. So the plan is to take the money you will make doing the transport, jump to a nearby system with a better shipyard, and get the repairs done:
Anyway, the cargo is going to a world called Smaragd. It is not the most interesting world in the world, but they produce huge amounts of mid-level electronics for export, and so the superactinides can be put to good use. And it is in a part of space you've never been to before.
The adventure starts soon after you come out of jump, when you make contact with system space control.
As (almost) always, the Russel Beckett has some ongoing maintenance issues as you come out of jump space.
Note that you are very low on money at the moment, and Smaragd does not have a good shipyard. So the plan is to take the money you will make doing the transport, jump to a nearby system with a better shipyard, and get the repairs done:
- Weapons or Armor: Can not turn on one weapons system. (This popped up just before coming out of jump, so you might be able to fix it yourself, when you have some time.)
- Problem on the bridge: Strange vibration can be felt. Makes people nervous. If not fixed, something else might also break. (You've been looking at this for several weeks, and it looks like you'll need some shipyard sensors to find the problem.
- Fuel system: Small fuel leak, but it is into the crew part of the ship. (Can not be fixed in free space. Needs a shipyard, or maybe work in a planetary atmosphere.)
- A planetary sensor is also on the fritz, but you are not too worried about that.
Library Data on Smaragd and Morlaic
Smaragd
Smaragd, a medium-to-high-technology Imperial world with a tainted atmosphere. It is breathable, but traces of chlorine are irritant to human lungs, eyes and soft tissue, and may cause damage with longer exposure. The inhabitants have filters and air locks on their buildings, and wear goggles and filter masks when out of doors. A parliamentary democracy is assumed to be governing the planet for the Imperium; the elected president (“Connat”) gains the Imperial honorary title of Baron for the duration of his term of office. The spectacular emerald sky and sheer mountain ranges shrouded in roiling clouds of all hues of green draw a few tourists from all over the subsector, but the main source of prosperity is the export of mid-tech industrial components to the neighboring planets.
Smaragd was settled by a huge colony ship from a neighboring system that had become gradually uninhabitable during the Long Night. Unfortunately, a stray meteor damaged the ship, forcing it to crash. Most of the colonists survived, but much of the specialized equipment was lost or damaged. The survivors had a hard time of it and would have died out if the native species (see "Morlaic" below) had not helped them out.
The plant-sophonts’ selfless assistance proved to be a boon for the early settlers. As soon as a communication device was developed, the plants helped build shelters and plant fields – one needed only say, “I need assistance”, and they would pitch in. The early settlers relied heavily on the Morlaic to survive.
On modern Smaragd, those Morlaic who live in government-protected reservations are still at TL 1 or 2 and are left in peace; their contemporaries in the human cities are employed in almost every job conceivable that is simple (communication is still limited to basic concepts) and does not require much moving around; they work the conveyor lines in factories, or as domestic servants. No chance of encountering one as a vendor or barista: they have no concept of money and would cheerfully give away the goods to anyone who said they required them.
Still, the current prosperity of Smaragd rests largely on the inexpensive labour of the Morlaic. The humans’ standard of living is fairly high, with little social difference; society is very stable due to everyone’s modest wealth, and the crime rate is so low that policemen go unarmed.
Morlaic
The Morlaic are a pentalateral species (having a five-sided body symmetry) and appear much like a two-metre-tall, somewhat pear-shaped cylinder of tightly furled leaves (much like a rotund palm tree trunk) with a sense-organ bulb on top and five tentacle-leaves branching out from the bulging lower half. They can extract their roots from the earth and move about, but their locomotion is painfully slow.
Morlaic communicate via heat spots on their central stalks. A translator is an infrared emitter and sensor with interpretative software.
Usually, Morlaic gather in “copses” of between thirty and one hundred individuals, sharing work to overcome their relative lack of mobility. Materials or tools will be passed from hand to hand (or rather from leaf to leaf) until they reach the individual who requested them. This kind of assistance is an automatic instinct that cannot be countered or resisted; a Morlaic will always obey a request. Since all Morlaic work for the good of the copse, there obviously never was a need to develop a counter-instinct. In this rather cooperative way, the Morlaic technology has advanced to TL 2, with basic metallurgy and similar techniques. Their civilisation never developed weapons, but they have devised a series of defensive mechanisms to protect themselves from the more nimble herbivores on the planet, such as barbed fences.
Smaragd, a medium-to-high-technology Imperial world with a tainted atmosphere. It is breathable, but traces of chlorine are irritant to human lungs, eyes and soft tissue, and may cause damage with longer exposure. The inhabitants have filters and air locks on their buildings, and wear goggles and filter masks when out of doors. A parliamentary democracy is assumed to be governing the planet for the Imperium; the elected president (“Connat”) gains the Imperial honorary title of Baron for the duration of his term of office. The spectacular emerald sky and sheer mountain ranges shrouded in roiling clouds of all hues of green draw a few tourists from all over the subsector, but the main source of prosperity is the export of mid-tech industrial components to the neighboring planets.
Smaragd was settled by a huge colony ship from a neighboring system that had become gradually uninhabitable during the Long Night. Unfortunately, a stray meteor damaged the ship, forcing it to crash. Most of the colonists survived, but much of the specialized equipment was lost or damaged. The survivors had a hard time of it and would have died out if the native species (see "Morlaic" below) had not helped them out.
The plant-sophonts’ selfless assistance proved to be a boon for the early settlers. As soon as a communication device was developed, the plants helped build shelters and plant fields – one needed only say, “I need assistance”, and they would pitch in. The early settlers relied heavily on the Morlaic to survive.
On modern Smaragd, those Morlaic who live in government-protected reservations are still at TL 1 or 2 and are left in peace; their contemporaries in the human cities are employed in almost every job conceivable that is simple (communication is still limited to basic concepts) and does not require much moving around; they work the conveyor lines in factories, or as domestic servants. No chance of encountering one as a vendor or barista: they have no concept of money and would cheerfully give away the goods to anyone who said they required them.
Still, the current prosperity of Smaragd rests largely on the inexpensive labour of the Morlaic. The humans’ standard of living is fairly high, with little social difference; society is very stable due to everyone’s modest wealth, and the crime rate is so low that policemen go unarmed.
Morlaic
The Morlaic are a pentalateral species (having a five-sided body symmetry) and appear much like a two-metre-tall, somewhat pear-shaped cylinder of tightly furled leaves (much like a rotund palm tree trunk) with a sense-organ bulb on top and five tentacle-leaves branching out from the bulging lower half. They can extract their roots from the earth and move about, but their locomotion is painfully slow.
Morlaic communicate via heat spots on their central stalks. A translator is an infrared emitter and sensor with interpretative software.
Usually, Morlaic gather in “copses” of between thirty and one hundred individuals, sharing work to overcome their relative lack of mobility. Materials or tools will be passed from hand to hand (or rather from leaf to leaf) until they reach the individual who requested them. This kind of assistance is an automatic instinct that cannot be countered or resisted; a Morlaic will always obey a request. Since all Morlaic work for the good of the copse, there obviously never was a need to develop a counter-instinct. In this rather cooperative way, the Morlaic technology has advanced to TL 2, with basic metallurgy and similar techniques. Their civilisation never developed weapons, but they have devised a series of defensive mechanisms to protect themselves from the more nimble herbivores on the planet, such as barbed fences.
Wednesday, February 22, 2017
Character's Introduction to Adventure 8 (Feb 2017) "Maria In The Forest Of Zhune"
You are dirtside on the planet Peliir, which is fun to visit, but there is nothing there. It's mostly forest, lightly populated, and has a conservative religion that is fully integrated into the government, and hates change, newness, and technology.
The good news is that there is that Felton has a contact there. This is a merchant-broker who Felton knew decades ago. Actually, he was friends with both Dominic Vale and his wife, Abeni. You just sold your cargo for a good profit, and have a couple of leads on a good outbound cargos, when Dominic calls you up unexpectedly, and asks you to meet him over at his office right now. Felton can tell something has happened.
Here is some information from the "Adventurer's Guide To The Universe":
Adventurers visiting the planet will note the starport is located in a region of undeveloped wilderness far from the centers of civilization; there is only a small startown, connected by a railway link that carries goods back to civilized areas. This reflects the wishes of the local regime, which considers most high technologies to be decadent and socially destabilizing. Although the world is CR 3 or Law Level 5 for weapons, it is CR 4 or Law Level 8 for drugs, computers, gravitics, robotics, and other "destabilizing" technology.
On this slowly rotating world, each day or night lasts for 97 hours.
Aircraft, including air/rafts and grav belts are prohibited. All TL7+ drugs except basic medical drugs are also prohibited, as is armor heavier than jack or mesh.
Here is some information from the "Adventurer's Guide To The Universe":
Adventurers visiting the planet will note the starport is located in a region of undeveloped wilderness far from the centers of civilization; there is only a small startown, connected by a railway link that carries goods back to civilized areas. This reflects the wishes of the local regime, which considers most high technologies to be decadent and socially destabilizing. Although the world is CR 3 or Law Level 5 for weapons, it is CR 4 or Law Level 8 for drugs, computers, gravitics, robotics, and other "destabilizing" technology.
On this slowly rotating world, each day or night lasts for 97 hours.
Aircraft, including air/rafts and grav belts are prohibited. All TL7+ drugs except basic medical drugs are also prohibited, as is armor heavier than jack or mesh.
Sunday, October 25, 2015
Character's Introduction to Adventure 7 (Nov 2015) "Mudville Outer Orbit"
Months ago, you found the following message waiting for you at a spaceport you were passing through:
RR is an old friend of CheapLisa (one or two of the rest of you may know him also, if you want). None of you have seen him in decades, but now you realize that Mudville system (real name: Moovenvid) is just two Jump-2s from a place you were planning to visit anyway, so it seems like a good time to visit an old friend.
If
you still have a ship, and are in the Mudville region, please drop
by! Big scientific discovery awaits, and lucrative cargo, and maybe
ongoing business. Come by anytime. Best.
– Prof. "RR" Rutt, Moovenvid Agricultural and Technical College
– Prof. "RR" Rutt, Moovenvid Agricultural and Technical College
As you research the system (some details are below) you realize that RR might have fallen on hard times. You don't quite understand what he would be doing in such an out of the way place.
There is not much on Mudville in the "Adventurer's Guide To The Galaxy":
Officially
known as Moovenvid, but commonly called “Mudville”, this system
is lower tech than it's neighbors, harder to get to, lower
population, and generally more backward.
- 5 million population (including about 500,000 Chirpers).
- About 70% swamp, with frozen wetland and permafrost near the poles.
- Part time republic. (Light gun regulations, but social control on carrying weapons.)
- Light on laws in general.
The
inner Mudville system consists of 2 gas giants, 2 earth like planets,
and a ring. The outer most earth like planet is squarely in the
habitable zone, and is the only permanently inhabited planet in the
system. This is Mudville Prime and is described last.
M-1
is a large "super Jupiter", who's atmosphere is heated by
the sun
The
material boiling off of M-1 forms a ring (actually more of a spiral)
around the sun. The sun consumes this ring so it is not growing.
M-2
is a Neptune like small gas giant.
M-3
is a rock with a light, highly acidic atmosphere, and no life.
M-4
is Mudville Prime.
M-5
is an asteroid belt, with a small number of relatively large
asteroids.
Finally,
at the outer edge of the Mudville system is a large belt of stony and
icy chunks: asteroids and small planet like bodies. The larger
bodies tend to fall into three groups:
Mudville
Outer Type 1: Rocky.
Mudville
Outer Type 2: Rocky with Nitrogen based volatiles.
Mudville
Outer Type 3: Rocky and icy.
There
may be other types as well, but they are much more rare and have not
been studied.
Mudville
Prime
The
most unusual feature about Mudville is that it's maximum hydrostatic
variance is +/- 50 meters (meaning the max elevation above water
level is 50 meters and the deepest water is 50 meters deep, as
measured from a neutral tide).
A
year is 58 weeks long, and a day is 25.25 hours long.
Mudville
is all swamp, except near the poles, where there is permafrost.
There is a slight solar tide, which makes the water level rise and
fall in daily and yearly cycles. Higher elevations are drier, and
used for building sites and agricultural fields. There is very
little seasonal weather variation, but the seasons do have a large
impact on the water table. High/low seasons alternate with stable
seasons.
Mudville
government is a representative democracy similar to the American
colonial period. Politicians work part time, generally for two or
three months per year. There are no serious political conflicts.
Elected officials represent their districts, as opposed to
representing a political party (there are no political parties).
Chirpers are officially full citizens, but live segregated,
marginalized lives.
Law
levels are relatively low, but social controls are relatively high.
For example, gun ownership is lightly regulated and guns can be
carried anywhere, but the social stigma of walking around armed is
such that no one does (and the adventurers will standout and be
treated badly if they do). Driving and drinking ages are much lower
than other planets, but barkeeps will cut off people of any age who
are drinking too much, and teenagers rarely drive on public roads.
There
are no large cities, and only two medium small cities (about 300,000
each). One is the capital (where the spaceport is), and the other is
on a deepwater channel in the middle of a large, relatively elevated
area, where crops are grown. Other towns are small trading centers
of between 10,000 and 50,000. Total urban population is a million.
Chirpers are almost all rural, although there is one chirper "city"
of about 20,000.
Mudville
is almost self sufficient (at it's lower tech level). The vast
majority of the equipment used on the planet can be repaired locally.
Much of it is manufactured on planet. Even those few technical
items that must be imported, can be fully repaired and refurbished,
locally. Transportation of heavy cargo and bulk foodstuffs is done
on a small network of "deep water" rivers and a few canals
or dredged channels. Most other transport is done via air raft or
air boat. The economy is largely agricultural, together with the
industry required to support farming and processing of food.
Mudville
had no higher forms of life, but an abundance of plants that grow
semi emerged and amphibious animals. Additionally, many swamp crops
and edible amphibians have been imported for agricultural purposes.
Plants and animals from three dozen different home worlds are raised
here. The only common earth lifeforms farmed here are rice, tilapia, and crawfish.
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
On the Mend, THE CARRIS LOG, Volume 4
We were doing a favor for
Carrie O’Malley, and we encountered some tough pirates. I am now fairly sure
that I won’t be joining the Space Marines any time soon! I don’t remember much
of what occurred, but I really got banged up in this one. I am still recovering
from the thrashing I took. I guess I’m pretty lucky to be alive, but I don’t
feel so lucky.
I’ve been studying my
mechanics manuals with the intention of improving my repair skills, but those
books are very dry. I found myself needing a little fun, so I met up with my
pal, Hannah Devi, and we hit a few clubs. I can’t do “the Worm” yet,
but I managed to bust a few
moves. It was great to see Hannah again. She likes my new hair color. She has
been doing a lot of modeling and working hard, so she was also glad to be able
to get out for the night. It was terrific seeing her again.
What’s next for the Bucket?
Will our captain ever return? Can Sally keep it together for another adventure?
Tune in next time for the possible answers!
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Character's Introduction to Adventure 6 (Feb 2014) "Homecoming"
A long term friend of one of the characters has passed away. By pure chance the Rusty Buckett happened to be in-system when it happened. But was in dry dock for repairs. So the characters are escorting the body to the friend's homeworld for burial, but on a commercial liner. The homeworld is Alell, which is a nice place, although a little wild and rugged (see below). However, Alell is located in a semi-dictatorship with delusions of grandeur. (Putin's Russia is a good mental model for this.) Anyway, that's not likely to be a problem for you. You just need to deliver the body, attend the funeral, and listen to the will (partly in the unlikely event that you got something, and partly just to be polite).
This adventure is set on Alell
On Alell, ferocity and beauty are inextricably entwined. The jungles shimmer a thousand shades
of red and gold, but touch the wrong delicate frond with bare skin and the poison stinger will lash
out faster than the eye can follow. The Alellian whisperhawk is beautiful even as it stoops on its
prey from the green clouds. Even the sky of Alell is perilous; the shimmering auroras that stream
across the heavens are caused by bursts of radiation from the primary star.
of red and gold, but touch the wrong delicate frond with bare skin and the poison stinger will lash
out faster than the eye can follow. The Alellian whisperhawk is beautiful even as it stoops on its
prey from the green clouds. Even the sky of Alell is perilous; the shimmering auroras that stream
across the heavens are caused by bursts of radiation from the primary star.
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