Game Start
OOG: I've been sitting on this for a few days now, and I just have to post it :-)
Date: 32/IV/1402
Location: Entering Jora’s M-ring
“Prepare for freefall,” the automated message intones over the public address system. A moment later, you feel the ship’s engines stop, and you float upward from the deck. “At least we got to finish our meal this time,” one of the ship’s technicians grumbles. She collects her tray and kicks off from her seat, aiming for the galley’s rear bulkhead. She shoves the tray through the small window, and, rotating her body with practiced grace, kicks off again on a trajectory for the mess compartment’s main hatch.
The three-month voyage of the freighter Daiidkhun is nearly at an end, bringing food, medical supplies, and other goods to an outpost in Jora’s inner rings. The gas giant’s rings are a rich source of water ice, ammonia, and other sorely needed commodities. It is also a very long way from the asteroid belt, and has little to recommend it as a pleasant place to visit. There wasn’t much to recommend the Daiidkhun as a place to work, either.
Jana Gakuali, the Daiidkhun’s master, was a cold, petty woman – and those were her good points. She had a habit of foisting her duties onto her officers, and then criticizing their work when any questions came up from the home office. She also tended to play favorites, and it was a mystery how she was able to retain her position after a dozen years as captain.