In reply to Katherine 'Kat' Steele (msg # 36):

Oh yes you do!... in so many ways.

In reply to Meir Galinski (msg # 38):

No, that's a bit out of our ability... inside a light year and not in Hyper Space, we can probably see it. There are a  lot of variables.

"Oh, that's disappointing," he said as he worked to help drop the sail.
"There was supposed to have been another ship about ten years behind us. If it had left on schedule, right now it would be about two light years away and travelling at around forty percent the speed of light. Of course we've no way of knowing if it even left Terra, let alone if it survived the last hundred years."

Good to know... but that's still about 3-5 years out then. Don't like surprises.

/radio call/ Duke, Locals say another colony ship is due in here in 3 to 5 years if it left as scheduled and had the same tech. Traveling at 0.4 light speed. Were their any tech improvements you can find that might put them here sooner? We don't want any surpris or accidents. /end radio call/

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 42):

After a search through the database on the Dastavka, it was found that the second colony ship left 20 years later due to political developments on earth, and set out for a different, though nearby, destination. The ship incorporated slightly more powerful drives and some more advanced cloning technology, as well as the first laser weapons, but not anything to effect it significantly. It has not been heard from since it left.

//Can you Identify which system they went to?//

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 44):

Not really. They were sent to the Bootes Cluster but closer to Pollux/Castor, but they could have changed directions.

//The Bootes Cluster means little... Castor and Pollux are well away from here.//

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 46):

Exactly. Guessing the star system they ended up at is a rather large gamble!

In reply to Fate (msg # 47):

While the Dastavka is searching through history files on the generation ships, the skipper has anchoured in a small bay on an island that does not extend much past the bay in any direction. It is about 500 yards in radius, with the land forming a crescent that could not be more than 300 yards wide at the widest (and highest) point. The peak, in about the middle of the crescent, is about 100 yards high, rock jutting up out of the sea and clearly the remnants of a long forgotten volcano. The ends of the island are much more eroded by the sea, with sand beaches forming on the inner part of the crescent that make for sheltered swimming locations. Further inland, there are a number of trees like palms with large brown fibrous balls on them.

The eldest son readies the launch, which can take 8 easily.

Meir disappears below decks and returns a few minutes later in a wetsuit.
"You go ahead, I'll see about getting dinner."
Drawing his long knife he dove over the side into the cold water...
[Private to GM: Success on the survival roll by 2]

Kat has been walking around looking at what is going on. She watch's as Meir goes over the side. "So luv" she looks at Cyril "We going to shore?"

I suppose we should... doubt there is anything much to hunt, so expect dinner will be seafood... but perhaps a few plants of interest...

Kat grins as she grabs her pack "So we ready to go?"

In reply to Katherine 'Kat' Steele (msg # 52):

"You guys go ahead. I will sleep here the night, as usual."

We may come back aboard as well... depend on what we find ashore.

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 54):

"We camp here a bit, and it has always been safe, but your call."

Undestand... let's see what we find ashore...

In reply to Cyril Zotmund (msg # 56):

As you approach the island, you can see some wooden huts constructed up a little from the beach. The beach is surrounded by small trees  and shrubs, but the area around the hut has been cleared out.

As you reach the beach (you are rowed in), Meir surfaces a bit offshore with a large fish about 18 inches long (about half a metre).

She jumps out and looks around, picking up her pack and walking over to look in the huts. "Does anyone live here?"

In reply to Katherine 'Kat' Steele (msg # 58):

"Only us. We built them as a stopover point."

Cyril gives it a once over visually ... anything like sand fleas?  Guess we need a fire too, I'm not that wild about sushi.

The "fish" Meir had caught was, unsurprisingly, quite unlike anything most Terrans had ever seen. Although superficially similar, the number of fins, their placement, even the overall dimensions of the creature all just seemed wrong somehow.
"Sorry, it's only a small one, not big enough to feed us all, but the best I could do at this time of day with only my small knife."
The knife he carried wasn't exactly small at several inches longer than the large fish he'd caught with it.

Do you have Crustaceans?  a Couple of Lobster would balance things nicely ...

"Yes, but they're either tiny, big enough to eat you whole, or poisonous."