The Truly Free

Our Assignment

Rook sighed as he finished setting up in the meeting room attached to the main bridge of the Fortress of the Living tomb. A simple metal room with tables and chairs, the only notable feature being a massive black board located a few feet beyond Rook.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​ He had called this meeting together approximately an hour ago and as of yet only ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​the Captain and Mecharius had arrived. An impressive task considering the captain took a near forty five minutes to even get inside the room with his Iron Lung Throne. Only after a few more moments of waiting the other two command crew arrived. Watching as they entered and sat down Rook took a breath and pointed to the the blackboard behind him.

“Now that we’ve finally all made it here this meeting can finally get underway. As you all know we’ve just finished our Imperial Navy assigned task that we have our captain to thank for. With that done we have to discuss something critical to our future endeavors as a Rouge trader ship… our future endeavors. Obviously we have to deal with this Eldar that we’ve ‘rescued’ from the space hulk, I don’t like having one of the galaxies most obnoxious, self absorbed, holier then thou, style mongers on board thats my job and I don’t like competition. We have several options available to us in regards to her however. The obvious nice thing to do would be to return her to her people wither for profit or not. If we wanted to be more unscrupulous however we could just turn her over the the imperial navy or any of the other various factions. A live eldar is a huge source of information for any group and those that wouldn’t want information could very well use her to set an example on unbelieving worlds or some such idea. However thats a side task that needs to be addressed eventually, the main issue is the future of this ship.”

With that Rook took a step back and taped the black board behind him. The board lit up and a screen seemed to melt over the board like water and an image of the Kronos expanse flickered and solidified on the screen. Taking a small metal pointer he directed it to the screen and continued talking.

“As you know this is the Koronus expanse. It is located in the north east sector of the Galaxy and skirts the edge of the Halo stars. It is here we’ve chosen to go and it is here where our Dynasty will live or die. We have several options open to us at this point and I’ve taken the liberty of scouting Port Wander, contacting those I know for available jobs, and finding out information about the various areas in the Expanse. What we have are several tasks we can work on for the various factions as well as some independent runs we can do.”

With that Rook pointed to the upper center of the map behind him. A sector of space flashed a few times then zoomed in on a small grouping of planets. One of those planets then flashed a few times similar to the sector and zoomed in even further. The planet in question was then labeled Burnscour, it was a cloudy stormy planet with only a few patches where you could see though the the near endless green below.

“This is Burnscour, a pleasant name I know, located in Winterscale’s realm of space in the Expanse. If you haven’t guessed by its name it isn’t exactly human friendly. The Planet is a Death world one in which the plant life is virulent, the animals are ferocious, and the rain storms eat away at metal like it was Barthan honey drop. Of course I didn’t mention Burnscour simply because of the weather. The local animal and plant life is considered a luxury in many places and I know of a few collectors that would pay a hefty sum for such animals. If we are to tap into the local beast trade on Burnscour we’ll need several things first, Anti plant bombs for the jungle, cages and food for the animals, and Vulcanized has-mat suits.”

With that Rook pulled away his pointer and the map zoomed back to the overview screen of the Expanse. Then without pausing he pointed again to the screen in roughly the same spot however to the left a slight bit.

“Mecharius this world might interest you as a technophile. This is The Egarian Dominion, a collection of planets located in the same sector as Burnscour. It was once home to a race of Xenos who’s name has been forgotten over time. A set of dry desert planets they’re technology is still left behind. This means lots of research for you and lots of loot for us. We can land, loot the remaining cities for whatever left and then sell the what we find for a tidy, if small, profit. A safer task then most but it also means we’re less likely to make a killing doing it.”

Once again pulling away from the screen Rook waited for it to reset its view back to the expanse before pointing to a new sector of space located in the far left of the expanse.

“This is one of the sectors furthest away from Port wander and its never going to be a straight shot to get there with Undred-Undred Teef in the way. However it does provide some more interesting and risky forms of profit. As you all should know Undred-Undred Teef is a small grouping of planets that are firmly and unarguably ork controlled. This means that going near the sector is a recipe for trouble… but… it also means that there’s constantly ork pirates going out into other sectors and hunting down ships like ours. If we play our cards right and ambush the orks as the return from their swag gathering then we’d be able to do the Sector a favor and help curb the population of orks in the sector as well as make a profit. Of course ship combat is always risky as we might get damaged enough that our profit is meaningless.

We also have another sector of space in the Accursed Demesne worth considering. The Processional of the Damned is a sector thats… well I’m hesitant to say so since I don’t believe in such silliness but… its suffice to say the sector is considered cursed. Almost every single rouge trader group that has gone out there has met with disaster eventually. However it is a Platinum mine of opportunity though as there are hundreds of ships abandoned or discarded, Navigational paths we could attempt to plot out, and planets that may lie hidden amongst the sector like gems under rock. We would just have to make sure we don’t suffer the same fate as the fools who came before us."

Rook pulled back his pointer and continued selecting a new area.

“This sector is called the Heathen Stars probably one of the lesser accessed sections of the expanse as only a few trade routes go into it. This means we have nearly a whole sector to cultivate and exploit to our profit. The Planet of Agusia would be the logical first step, a Tomb world, what ever race lived there died a long time ago and only the remains of them are left. The Disciples of Thule a sect of the Adeptus Mechanicus has a long standing request for workers, supplies, and resources as they only have one encampment on the planet and that alone has discovered an impressive amount of unusual tech.

Then there’s the War world of Zayth. A planet that has been and still is at war with itself for as long as it can remember. While we wouldn’t be able to do much in terms of surveying, mining, looting or any conventional tasks allying ourselves with one of the factions on the world, thereby tipping the balance, might yeild profits and make a long term ally we could rely on. Course it would me serious risk at earning the ire of the other planetary factions.

Lastly we have Vaporius, and bare in mind this request comes directly from the Church of the God emperor. Vaporius is a world of rumor, I couldn’t find much solid information on the world other then what the Church told me and the rumors around Port Wander. Its apparently a world of strange beauty and odd almost feline inhabitants. The reason the church wants us to go there is that the world is ruled by priest kings who keep the world under control via contol of the water supply. The Church wants us to go there and break their rule. They’ve attempted this before and failed utterly which is why the reward for the task is near astronomical… a dangerous mission but one that not only pays in cash but in moral fortitude… but mostly cash."

Finally Rook pointed to one last area in the Expanse. Located in the lowest left corner of the map it was probably the farthest point from the group current location at port wander.

“And finally we have the Unbeholden Reaches. The farthest point from port wander it is almost a virgin sector with only one or two known trips to and from the sector. Information on the region is someone… difficult to find since no one really goes there that much. If we were to go there it would mean we’d have much more work to do then in any other sector. Mapping out the regions usable warp paths, Finding worlds and exploring them, and discovering the region in general. Each task would require a lot of effort on our part but each task we accomplish is worth its weight in Thrones…”

With that Rook put down the pointer and stepped away from the screen.

“These are the task we could accomplish. As well as any you might have run across in the time we’ve spent recovering from the hulk endeavor. So what say you all?”



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