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The Find
« on: 08 June 2021, 19:42:59 »
The Find

July 13, 3002
Planet Summerchill
Commonwealth of Deep Haven
Deep Periphery Rimward of the Perseus-Cepherus Cloud Complex


Standing at a podium with a computer and controls for a 3D holoprojector sitting on it next to a glass of water, Elric Quin waited patiently as the final arrivals entered the briefing room. Once they were inside, he closed the heavy armored door and activated the locks and the rooms dampening field. Bolts slid into place and the hum of the dampening fields being activated could be heard. After a few seconds the frequency of the dampening field reached a point where it could not he detected by human ears and was effectively silent. As the dampening field frequency rose he noticed the silver haired man sitting to the Counts right wince and quickly remove a hearing aid from his right ear. Looks like the Weapons Master had forgotten he was wearing it again, he mused to himself. The silver haired man muttered curses as he made an adjustment on the device and reinserted it in his ear.

Elric looked around the room taking a silent roll call. Seated at the head of the table was his grandfather, Count Angus Quin VII, the head of house Quin. Angus Quin was the 27th Count Quin and the ruler of the northern continent of the planet Summerchill. Seated to the Count’s right was the commander of all house Quin military forces, Weapons Master Johann Schmitt. To the left of the Count was Exploration Militia Force Commander Colonel Tomas Hollister. Next to the Colonel was Sir Walter Kendall, Captain of the jumpship Octavia. Next to the Captain was Master Ships Engineer Sloane London. Next to the Weapons Master were Elric’s cousins, the Gentlemen Earl and Grant Quin.

Titles and ranks explained why each person in the room was invited to this briefing and planning session, with the exception of the two young Gentlemen. The title of Lady or Gentleman was the lowest rank of nobility in House Quinn. It basically meant a person was recognized as being related through either blood or marriage to the Count and little more. A lady or Gentleman was not granted lands and they only received a small monthly stipend that provided enough for them to pay for housing and necessities. The main benefits were the family connections that gained access to a prestigious education and better employment for most.

Earl and Grant were the exceptions. At least 25 places removed from Count in the line of succession for House Quinn, the brothers had been favorites of the Count since they had moved into the main castle to live after their father had died a hero in a rear-guard action during a pirate attack when the boys were toddlers. The Counts own children were grown and the Count had yet to have grandchildren when the boys moved in. The presence of the two rambunctious boys had brought new life to the castle that the Count fell in love with and he took every opportunity to spoil them as if they were his own grandchildren. He saw to it they were well educated in both scholarly and martial pursuits, and when they came of age he paid for them to go to the most prominent Military Academy on Summerchill where they were trained to be Officers. Upon graduation they chose to operate industrial logger mechs in the family logging operations on the northern continent.

Most young gentlemen Elric knew would have considered such work beneath them. Earl and Grant had embraced the work with enthusiasm and had excelled. It was not long before they were assigned to surveying and mapping of new areas on the northern continent to help determine where trees were to be harvested in the future.
It was during the last such trip they made that they stumbled across the camp of the bandits that had been raiding and terrorizing the fishing communities along the eastern coast of the great inland salt lake. In a daring raid on the camp they managed to capture or kill all of the bandits.

Elric smiled as he recalled the video taken by Grant’s helmet camera showing Earl wielding the giant chainsaw on his LoggerMech to cut the entire roof off of one the bandit camp cabins in one piece and slam it down on top of the group of bandits shooting at him. While Earl was busy literally smashing bandits, Grant was on the ground in one of the few functional sneak suits he had “borrowed” from the armory “because he thought it was cool and no one was using it anyway” happily tossing hand grenades into confused groups of bandits who ran around like Terran squirrels trying to decide whether or not to cross a road when a vehicle was coming towards them.

A month or so after the bandits were eradicated, they lead the search for a dropship that had a catastrophic engine failure while landing and crashed in an isolated and unexplored area of the southern coast of the Quin family holdings. They had successfully found the crashed ship and cleared a landing area for VTOLS to come in and take the survivors to safety. It was no surprise they had been chosen to be part of the expeditionary force security detail.
It was what they had found and brought back with them from that expedition that was the reason this meeting was being held. Elric had no doubt the future of Summerchill would be forever changed as a result of what would be revealed today. He only hoped it would be for the better. 

Count Quin looked at Elric and smiled, “Something funny grandson?”

Startled from his reverie, Elric replied, “No grandfather. Just daydreaming.”

The Count said, “Happy thoughts it would appear by the smile on your face. Looks like everyone is here. Let’s get started please.”

Elric cleared his throat to gain everyone’s attention and began the briefing. “As everyone present knows the expedition to what was originally the Rim Worlds Republic facility FB29738 was successful beyond our wildest hopes and expectations. A treasure trove would be the best way to describe what was discovered. What follows is a description of what was found.”

He pressed a button on the remote in his hand and a 3-D holographic projection appeared in the center of the table. It showed a long abandoned military base that is over grown with many buildings covered in vines. The landing pads and air strips are blanketed with debris and have plants growing between the cracks. A few trees have sprouted and pushed through the ferrocrete. The air traffic control tower stands above the trees and is covered in vines.
Many of the buildings were crumbling. One building had a large tree growing out of the top of it. The remains of the roof sitting on top of the tree like a bizarre hat tilted slightly to one side. The walls of the building formed a fence around the base of the tree. Huge solar farms were spaced throughout the facility. Most were unusable, being covered with vines and other debris or their access to sunlight blocked by trees growing over them. The usable ones had been restored for use by the expeditionary force.

Elric pressed the button and the view shifted. Several buildings now had labels above them with a list of what was found inside under the label. There were four huge buildings large enough to hold Overlord sized dropships. Drop down lists showed they held repair gantries and equipment for dropships. There are twelve smaller buildings that will hold up to a Union sized dropship. Most of the equipment was stripped from them, but a few usable items listed in each of them. There were dozens of mounds scattered around the base labeled as ammunition storage. Several with short lists of usable ammunition supplies and two of them with long lists of usable supplies. There were over one hundred smaller buildings that look like they could be used for anything – storage, admin, housing, shops, etc. Many with labels and lists floating over them.

Elric pressed the button again and explained, “As you all know, the base was captured by the Star League during the last part of the Reunification War. The Star League Defense Forces used the base for its own purposes until General Kerensky gave the order for the Exodus. When the call for the exodus was made, the Base commander loaded up what he thought would be needed for the trip, closed the doors and left.”

The next series of holographic pictures showed the inside of bunkers and hangers with a mixture of Rim Worlds Republic and other periphery nations equipment as well as Star League equipment from that era in various stages of neglect. Elric cycled the view to display two Confederate Class dropships and a Czar Class Dropship found in two of the smaller hangers.

Pressing another button outlined two of the ships in red. Elric stated, “The Confederate was the Star Leagues standard transport for lance sized BattleMech units. Unfortunately, both of these ships are currently non-functional. It is believed they can be repaired and put back into service. However, that may prove to not be cost effective because they had an extremely advanced engine design and parts for maintenance and repairs are not available. They are currently being evaluated to determine what value they will have to strip the good components off of them to repair other ships.”
The first two ships red outlines disappeared and the third was outlined in red. Elric said, “The third intact ship we found was a Czar class ship. The class was considered obsolete during the Star League. It had a reputation for being a maintenance nightmare, the sensors tend to give false target returns and they are tricky to fly in atmosphere. This one just needed some serious maintenance to be able to fly again.”

The picture now panned through several storage areas while Elric kept up a monologue of what was found in each area, periodically pausing to take a sip of the water in the bottle on his podium.

“We found thirteen BattleMechs, four of which are now fully repaired and operational. The rest are being worked on and we expect to get three more operational. The other six are being broken down for parts. Along with this we found a lot of miscellaneous equipment that will be very useful. Aside from the BattleMechs, we discovered several other items worthy of note. The first was a mint condition and fully stocked MASH unit. It was inside a sealed bay that had been pumped full of nitrogen. This preserved the MASH along with all of the supplies in the bay. This equipment and the medical supplies were brought back and are already saving lives.”

Another button was pushed and the holograph of a weapon now hung in the air above the table. “The Mauser 960 Assault System.” Elric said, “This was the standard weapon issued to Star League infantry troops. Very rare and much prized today. We found 562 of them still sealed in crates with massive amounts of ammunition, power packs and maintenance and repair kits for them.” At this statement, there were exclamations of surprise and delight around the room.

The briefing continued with Elric detailing all of the treasures they had found. “Mechwarrior combat suits, combat neurohelmets, repair equipment, advanced equipment diagnostic computers, combat vehicles, mountains of ammunition for all sorts of weapons, personal weapons, support weapons, BattleMech weapons, armor and repair parts, portable water purification systems, communications gear for infantry, vehicles and ships.” As he read off more items and quantities the excitement level in the room rose. Everyone was a bit overwhelmed.

“And last but certainly not least. One of the most important items any army needs.” Elric push the button and the projector showed a giant warehouse full of pallets of goods stacked to the ceilings. “Toilet Paper. Approximately seven hundred and eighty thousand rolls of the Star Leagues finest.”

There was a brief pause and the room was momentarily filled with several types of laughter. There were chuckles, guffaws and at least one loud snort.

When the moment passed the Count got a very serious look on his face and gazing around the room said, “Please tell me this is the priority to ship home.”

An equally dire expression on his face, Elric replied, “Of course Grandfather. We can live without all the mundane military hardware and medical supplies, but life without toilet paper would indeed be troublesome.” This produced a new round of laughter.

Once the room returned to silence Elric said, “We all know what a godsend everything we found is going to be for everyone in the County. We also know it is going to be a great cause for concern when the other noble families find out we have no intention of sharing everything with them equally. No doubt we will need to use all of these resources just to hang on to what we have. But all of that pales in comparison to what I have to show you next.”

He paused and continued, “As you know the young Gentlemen Earl and Grant Quin found a rather extraordinary item in the base commanders’ quarters.

When exploring the housing units, the base commanders’ quarters were discovered and nothing of note was found there in the initial sweep so the search parties noted the location and moved on. Earl and Grant decided to bunk in those quarters because they intact and they were in a part of the base that power was restored to when the solar array was repaired and brought back on line. So, they set up a portable cooling unit to keep the house cool and moved in. While setting up the house they were trying to get some of the lighting turned back on they discovered that one of the circuit breakers was actually a switch that opened a secret door.”

The holographic view now showed a bookcase being swung aside to reveal a ladder going down a shaft. At the bottom of the shaft they discovered an emergency shelter for the base commander and his family. Inside the shelter they found the remains of a man.

The picture shifted to show the mummified remains of a man in uniform slumped over the table in the shelters dining area. He looked to have gone to sleep and never woke up. In front of the man was a portable computer. Its screen blank. Power cord unplugged and coiled next to it.

Elric explained, “Once the computer was plugged in and allowed to charge for a short time it could be turned on. There was only one file in its memory. It was the journal of General Jonothan Hakim Omar, Commander of Research Station Omega, Rim Worlds Republic. The last entry was dated March 13th 2783. The journal records in detail the entire career of General Omar from his first day in the Rim Worlds Republic military to his death. What follows is an entry from that journal. In the words of General Omar, it briefly describes the history of his last command.”

The holographic display went dark and a recording of a deep male voice reading the journal began to play.

“Research Station Omega was originally a secret location used by the great Rim Worlds Republic to maintain and repair ships and stockpile equipment and materials for the day when the oppressed would rise up against the tyranny and subjugation of the reunification forced up the good citizens of the periphery over 170 years earlier. For its first 20 years everything was routine, efficient, boring. Ships were repaired, maintained and upgraded. Supplies were received and cataloged. Inventories were tracked and cared for. Supplies were issued and uncatalogued.

Then one day everything changed. At last, the oppressed had seized the day. The Star league and the Inner Sphere were now ruled by the greatest of the great Periphery Lords. With unfettered access to the magical technologies of the Star League, the rightful First Lord issued orders, and everything changed.

First, a new commander. Second, a new name and a redefined and greater purpose. Rim Worlds Republic Repair and Storage Depot number 73853F was no more. The entire system was now part of Research Station Omega. Fleets of jumpships, dropships and capital ships of the line crowded the systems zenith and nadir with a continuous line of spacecraft coming and going. Huge space stations were placed to coordinate this traffic. Automated facilities were built or relocated to be placed in orbits around planets and moons. Fleets of robotic ships carried armies of robot miners that tirelessly mined the planets, asteroids, comets and moons of the system to feed the never-ending hunger of automated smelters, refineries, furnaces and factories. Factories that produced an endless stream of components for weapons of war. Combat vehicles, Aerospace fighters and BattleMechs by the thousands and dropships, capital warships, and jumpships by the hundreds were produced over the next decade. As magnificent as this was, all of it is secondary to the primary mission. They existed merely to provide the manpower, materials and production capabilities needed to support the research.

Transformation of the sleepy supply and repair depot took just two years. The scientists, engineers and technicians arrived. Hand-picked and recruited for this one task. They resumed research abandoned decades earlier by the greatest minds of the Rim Worlds Republic. Research that had to be neglected because of the Cameron’s insatiable appetite for wealth to feed their excess. A ravenous appetite that divested valuable resources Republic citizens needed to survive, leaving nothing for the pursuit of research that would have enriched the lives of all mankind. But now, with the technological knowledge and skill of the entire Star League at our disposal, success was a forgone conclusion.
Eleven years passed and success was realized. A new form of faster than light travel was born. Wielding this new technology, the armies of the Great Lord will finally be able to crush the bandit hordes of the traitorous outlaw Kerensky and bring him to the justice he so deserves.

The “great” lords and ladies of the inner Sphere will be neither forgotten nor forgiven. They arrogantly refused support to the great and benevolent Lord Amaris during his overthrow of the wicked Cameron’s, ending their centuries long reign of terror. For this, they will all feel the flaming wrath of righteous vengeance carried on ships they can neither detect nor defeat.

All of the periphery realms will be welcomed as equals into the reborn Star League to help divide the spoils of the lazy Inner Sphere elite.

Two more years. This is all the time needed to assemble the great fleet of ships needed to carry vengeance to the universe. Then two years of delivering the cleansing wrath of God and all of humankind will enter a new era of peace and prosperity.

Just a few months into the first two years and new orders arrived. Disperse. Disassemble. Hide. The savior of humanity, Stephen Amaris, was no more. The great Satan, Alexander Kerensky, had murdered, raped and looted his way across the universe, destroying everything in his path defiling the very cradle of humanity to murder the great Amaris along with all hopes and dreams for the future of the human race.

The warehouses were emptied. Supplies were loaded onto ships and sent out to lend aid to the refugees fleeing the murderous hordes of Kerensky. Once this was complete the omega protocol was followed. The robot fleets and orbital factories were programmed to crash into the nearest gas giant or the systems sun.
As I left the system I gave the last orders for the destruction of all of the new prototype ships as well as the automated facilities that built them. I could not bear to see the salvation of humankind be destroyed with my own eyes.
I was going to find the great Satan and take my revenge, saving all of humanity from his evil in the process.”

The voice stopped and the room was silent. The only sound that of breathing. Elric waited a few moments for everyone to absorb what they had just heard. During this time he tapped a few keys on the 3D holographic display controls and the lights came up. Then he continued, “This was the last entry in the journal the General ever made. We have no idea how the General ended up in the bunker where he was found. When his remains were examined we did confirm that he died from being poisoned. He most likely committed suicide. The poison he consumed puts the victim to sleep peacefully and they simply never wake up.”

The Count spoke, “So, that begs the questions, why are we all here and why are the mad ramblings of a long dead General from a long dead empire important enough for us to need to listen to them in the most secure room on the planet?”

The count nodded his head toward Elric and said, “Please continue.”

Elric continued, “It has been fourteen months since the return of the first expedition to the old Rim Worlds Republic base, what we are now calling The Depot. Since then we have made two more trips to bring back supplies and equipment. The Czar class dropship has been used on both trips as a cargo transport. The crew decided that as far as they know this could be the last Czar class ship in operation, so they named it the Romanov, after the family name of the last Czar of Russia on Terra. The Romanov and the jumpship Wanderlust are currently on their third trip to The Depot. This will be our last supply run to for a while. We have managed to retrieve all of the critical equipment and supplies and what remains can wait until it is either needed or until we have more time. On this last trip what is left will be consolidated into the warehouse where the MASH unit was found and sealed up. We figure it has sat unmolested for over 200 years so it should be fine for a little longer. What is to remain at The Depot is...” The Count interrupted Elric.

His voice and posture radiating excitement, the Count shifted in his chair and said, “Put out a memo about the status of what is left at The Depot. That list is as stale and dusty as a mummy’s fart. Get to the interesting part.” He looked around the room and said, “You are not going to believe this.”

Elric flipped past a couple of pages in his meeting notes. “We have a new mission for the Romanov and Wanderlust. It turns out that General Omar was a very detail oriented and meticulous keeper of records in his journal. He recorded the locations and descriptions of every place he visited. He even kept records of navigation coordinates and points of interest and hazards for many of the systems he visited.” He paused for effect and then said, “Including Research Station Omega.”

            First there was complete silence as each person absorbed what was said. Elric waited patiently and the Count looked around the room smiling waiting to see how everyone else reacted as the impact of the last sentence sank in.

The first person to speak was Earl. “Ummm... Uncle. If I heard the log entry right everything at Research Station Omega was destroyed.” Comments agreeing with Earl’s assessment were heard from others in the room.

“Yes Earl, that is correct. The entry does clearly state that orders were given to destroy everything,” the Count said. “But we have reason to believe that not everything was destroyed.”

Colonel Hollister spoke. “ Please explain my lord. If there is anything left it could be of immeasurable value.”

The Count looked at Elric and said, “Please elaborate.”

“You may recall that I said the General kept very detailed notes and information about everyplace he was assigned. When we were examining the files on the computer we noticed that there was very little information regarding Research Station Omega beyond the entry we all just listened to. After seeing the level of detail he maintained in his other entries this seemed out of character to have just a few mundane notes about what would have been his most important assignment, so we dug a little deeper in the computers files and memory.

What we found was a backup program made by the technician responsible for maintaining the General’s computer. It seems General Omar was not very computer savvy and had a tendency to either save files to the wrong locations or sometimes even accidentally delete them outright. When this happened he would call in the technician assigned to maintain his computer and order him to “fix it.” At the words fix it Elric held up two fingers on both hands and made air quotes. “And if the technician could not recover the lost or misplaced data General Omar would declare the technician incompetent and re-assign him to some unpleasant duty and request a new technician be assigned. It seems one of the technicians assigned to babysit the Generals computer did not want to suffer the fate of his predecessors so he installed a partition in the main storage on the computer and set up a program used in espionage to record every key stroke made and back up every file made on the computer. This made it easy for him to recover any misplaced or lost data and restore the computer back to how General Omar wanted it. When looking for more details about Research Station Omega we found the partition and were able to access the backup program and found more than we had hoped for. After he wrote the words we listened to a little while ago, the General deleted all of the files on Research Station Omega in his computer. Pausing for effect and grinning like a Cheshire cat, Elric stated in a low voice, “Every bit of it was sitting in the backup partition, and we have it. All of it.”

The room was silent. Everyone was processing what they had just heard. Suddenly the silence was broken as several people spoke at the same time. It was impossible to tell who was saying what.

“Exactly, what was in the backup files?”
“We need to go there!”

“Are the shipyards intact? What about the experimental ships? Are they real?”

“We could finally be free from…”

The Count smacked the flat of his hand hard the table in front of him. Everyone was instantly silent and they all looked at the Count. The Count nodded his head at Elric. “Here is what we have figured out based upon the journal entries. The news of Kerensky’s victory came approximately eleven months after Stephan Amaris was executed. One week later, General Omar gave the orders to shut everything down and load up all the available transports with people and supplies and destroy anything that would be left behind. There were six jumpships and one Pinto class corvette available. Between all of these ships they could carry a total of twenty-six dropships. This was more than enough to evacuate everyone and all the supplies they needed to make it somewhere safe. Forty days later the fleet was ready and left. There is no mention of the destination of the fleet in the journal that we have been able to find.”

Sloane London held up her hand for attention. Elric looked at her. “Ma’am?”

            “Is the fate of the experimental faster than light spacecraft mentioned? The story stated they had a working prototype.”

“We do not know for sure. We have been able to determine the facility was indeed used for designing and testing of new equipment of a military nature and we did find files describing some pretty impressive stuff. There are many references to research into extending the jump range of a Kearny-Fuchida Drive beyond the 30-light year limit and here is mention of something being developed called a T-Ship. It is described as having a hull that is constructed out of a weave of carbon nano fibers with steel, diamond, titanium, aluminum and other more exotic components woven in resulting in a lighter and stronger hull than anything previously produced. It also says the FTL drive engines it is equipped with capture and focus Tachyons for FTL propulsion while the entire hull is charged to allow the ship to slip into and out of something they called null space. The ship is supposed to be able to travel eight light years each 24-hour day that it is in null space. That is all we have been able to find on the subject. There is no mention of whether or not the T-Ship program achieved any success. I believe it is safe to assume that T-Ships are what General Omar was describing in the story we heard. The only way we will ever find out is to go and look for ourselves.”

The room was silence as each person processed everything they had just heard. The Count cleared his throat and spoke. “The Wanderlust and Romanov are scheduled to return in two weeks. One month after that they will depart for Research Station Omega. We have until then to assemble everything needed for the trip. In two days we will all meet back here to discuss equipment, supply and personnel requirements for the trip. Elric will coordinate the exact time. Let’s get busy.”
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Re: The Find
« Reply #1 on: 08 June 2021, 22:19:38 »
Not sure where this planet is but, Helm, Station Keeping.

Lazarus Sinn

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Re: The Find
« Reply #2 on: 09 June 2021, 10:01:59 »
I guess I should have provided some background. Sorry. I was in a hurry when I posted. I am currently running a campaign for my son and grandson. I wanted to keep it simple so I set it in the 3025 era as this is the one I am most familiar with.

I decided to set it in the deep periphery so I could allow the canon universe to go by undisturbed, injecting elements from the canon history and timeline that would make for good game play.

Most of the literature paints a pretty dismal picture for any periphery nations that survived the end of the Star League, the Exodus and the subsequent succession wars. I asked myself what would have happened to a periphery nation that decided they could not win by fighting the Star League and instead had negotiated a deal with and joined the Star League at the beginning of the Reunification War. While they would have suffered many of the same problems due to predation of resources, taxes and other harsh laws imposed by the Star League over the periphery powers, they would not have suffered the near total destruction and oppression of those who opposed the Star League.

I imagined they would have seen a sudden drop in trade and other interstellar traffic as General Kerensky recalled the Star League forces from their nation during the retaking of Terra. Once the Succession wars started they would have declined even faster as trade and advanced tech they relied was no more.

During the rapid decline after the Exodus, the Count Quin of that day was a visionary who could clearly see the writing on the wall. So he put in place a plan to preserve what he could for the future. He created massive digital libraries with all information he could gather and stored many copies so future generations would not have to reinvent the wheel so to speak. He also mothballed dropships, shuttles, jumpships and other equipment as it became impossible to maintain. The locations of these items a closely held secret passed from one Count to the next to be ready for the day when it could be reactivated and used for the benefit of all of the Commonwealth of Deephaven.

This story tells of the actual events as played that lead up to where we are in the game. The players are reading to go explore research station Omega. Not really knowing what they will find after 200 years. A this time they have managed to hire a single Invader jumpship and have the Czar dropship and some shuttles for interstellar travel. They are in the early stages of the timeline and while they have verified the location of two more jumpships and several dropships that were mothballed they will need zero-g shipyard equipment to restore the jumpships to operations.

I decided to take the notes I had been keeping and make them into a story to share with everyone. Let me know what you think.


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Re: The Find
« Reply #3 on: 09 June 2021, 10:59:23 »
waiting for more
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Re: The Find
« Reply #4 on: 09 June 2021, 19:51:42 »
I'm interested...  wonder what or who they might find
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Re: The Find
« Reply #5 on: 09 June 2021, 22:11:50 »
Just imagine if they found a complete copy of the data cores from the Star League, a complete copy of all the technical data that made up the SL........

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Re: The Find
« Reply #6 on: 10 June 2021, 03:05:34 »
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Re: The Find
« Reply #7 on: 10 June 2021, 04:51:46 »
Interested!

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Re: The Find
« Reply #8 on: 10 June 2021, 05:43:59 »
This has potential.  Even if everything there is rusted, or the tools are vacuum-welded, or the computers are irradiated into nothing, the sheer amount of materials sounds like it could be useful.  Rusted material is still better than raw ore, and can be refined.  If the tools are vacuum-welded, they can be carefully cut apart and hopefully restored.  Irradiated computers could be brought back and working parts cobbled together to make a new system (with likely higher capabilities than anything the planet currently has).

On the other hand, fining a fully-automated system that just needed an external nudge to reactivate means they just woke up a Von Neumann system, and have to act quickly before it decides to go Berserker and eat the Inner Sphere.

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Re: The Find
« Reply #9 on: 10 June 2021, 08:49:37 »
Who said that the base will be deserted?

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Re: The Find
« Reply #10 on: 12 June 2021, 13:12:49 »
Hi All,

Thanks for the feedback. I do intend to continue the story. But since it is basically a documentary it will have to wait until we play a few more sessions.

I am currently working on the details of what they will find. So if you have any ideas or suggestions I would love to hear them. Keep in mind the place has been sitting empty since Kerensky’s Exodus and the order to destroy critical information of equipment was given.

However, not everything was destroyed. The “facility” was huge. It encompassed an entire system, including planets, moons, space stations, etc. And everyone left in a hurry so the General had to take everyone’s word that what was ordered to be destroyed was destroyed.

I am even considering having the place being occupied by pirates of some other nefarious group.

FYI - none of the players visit this website so they cannot find out from here what is going to happen.
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Re: The Find
« Reply #11 on: 12 June 2021, 18:18:06 »
--A complete digital archive of the star league, up to the takeover by Amaris, located in various planets/moons/stations spread across the system.
--Each data core secured by various booby traps and electronic passwords, needing technology from other areas of the system to turn off or hacking them
--After multiple campaigns they player characters find that they will need a "key" of some sort to unlock that data, if not, it will self destruct/erase if opened without it
--Having the characters realize the "key" is a treasured relic of a planetary faction that is at odds with the player characters faction:
1) do the player characters faction reach out to the other faction and bargain with them for the key
2) Get someone on the inside to find where it is stored and steal it and replace it with a fake found in the depot system
--Having other factions spies on the characters homeworld find out about the find, the player characters rushing to locate critical technologies before the others show up, or though back room dealings, or diplomacy agree to work together and pool their resources.....

The options are endless
 

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Re: The Find
« Reply #12 on: 13 June 2021, 20:12:40 »
don't forget the all famous, bunker within the bunker...
You know that stuff that well, was old but still worked so someone stored it off the book, and 1 or to quartermasters later, no one knows it there anymore.

section of the base where automatic defenses and cargo movers are still working



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Re: The Find
« Reply #13 on: 13 June 2021, 23:06:42 »
Looking forward to more!
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