Beyond Charted Stars

~001 - Entry #153 - Date: 01/15/4858(?)
The Rumble

Five Imperial officers dead, one currently under heavy anaesthetic, heavily wounded, locked in a makeshift holding cell. All because I could not hide away a box. Mister Jarvin is recuperating following his own injuries. The Professor makes plans with Grask. We're entering Rebel territories in a few days. Time to wheel and deal, hope they don't slag us in turn. Sometimes hard to tell who's more treacherous, the Empire or her enemies. Imperials you can trust to honour whatever is to their advantage. Rebels are cagey. Enemies everywhere and when you live on that razors edge long enough, far enough, anyone can look like the IIA.


Still. Skills were not up to snuff. Found the Box, after I made sure it was stole away. Beginning to weigh now. If it hadn't, if I had not failed, would have avoided the standoff and gotten out of vessel range. As it stands, nearly a dozen Imperials are dead and we are holding hostage. This is slippery. This is not the Trail. Screwed up. The Imperials will go wondering after their missing men, when they do, all likelihood points to bounty postings. Bardoq and Ajax would not be impressed. And this Jedi business.


Mentioning of an 'Eye of Belethor' or 'Berethor'. Gand, the holocron gatekepper, proffers its existence as a storage of knowledge. Kind of hoard. …Maybe the Eye might have leads on the Manticore or Griffin schools, maybe the D'oemir too. No telling. It's a loose lead but better than nothing. Still… If it's Jedi forged and Jedi moderated, doubt its isn't painted with their brand of bias. Will have to sift through bunkum until something rings true. If and when we discover the 'Eye'.


Suspect Mister Jarvin is more than just uncanny. Prospects aim at Sensitivity. Accounts for his piloting and shooting abilities. Some things are more than just luck and his ignorance on it all was refreshing. Took things for granted. He has conscience. Moreso than I did, facing the Customs Officer. Rigor her name? Got angry. Tired, hurting. She's a cog. No sin to that. Was tempted, however, suggest we space her and let go of a possible liability. Not very charitable. Hardly knew what to ask her, thank goodness Grask and Jarvin were on hand. More than anything, I want to put as much space between ourselves and the system as possible. Got Imperials behind us. Rebels in front of us. …Shadows in the peripheral.


Nothing to do about it now. Gonna patch up more. Do some practical reading. How did they make out my drop? Not good. Not good enough. Better next time. So Jarvin doesn't get shot up and Stazi isn't held at blaster point.

~001 – Entry #149 – Date: 012/27/4857(?)~

Working with Stazi's outfit has been a boon. Even if the work's soft. Knowing the Doctor, probably will not remain so. At anchor in void, for the moment. Navigation officer, man they call Holt, wants to run calibrations again. Stazi trusts his intuition, and so shall I. It's a weird vulnerability, unable to chart my own course or take the helm if need be. Weakness. Bardoq would call it another lesson. Patience. Serenity. He'd argue control is finite and slippery, more oft than not an illusion. To him, maybe. Prefer thinking I have choices. Decisions. Ones that matter, in the moment and the long run.


Found a curio. Jedi holocron. One of the last that's not supervised by Imperial authorities. For that reason alone, I will work to make sure it remains so. That said, dubious about what wisdom it could supposedly impart. Seydakin and Jedi do not meld. We're an aberration. They saw themselves as sole authority. We have fought. Lost. And won. Tremulous relationship. In the day, they preferred thinking we did not exist at all. Part of me is tempted to break the 'Cron. Spiteful. I know this. And unbecoming. Not my place to discard an ultimately historical treasure. Would I appreciate it if they burned our last schools? Destroyed our remaining relics? Another lesson. Ajax and Bardoq were right. Still so much to learn.


Stazi is an odd well of practical wisdom. He doesn't take to staying in a spot for too long. Something I appreciate. And he takes what time he can to inculcate my own want to… see. Can't explain it. Every star has a name, every world its own story. It's worth knowing. I'm sure it is. Great astrophysicist, Gnharl Saeger, said we are a way for the universe to know itself. Always stuck with me. Shared that with Stazi one day, with Holt present. Both seemed to go a little glassy eyed. …Or maybe Holt had indigestion, don't know. Those ribenes tasted a little funny. And he doesn't have the benefit of my metabolism. Poor man.


Last ventures have at least been lucrative. Sure if I stick with Stazi, I'll turn up more credits. And leads. Need to see about charting an excavation to Neftali or Tenupe, track down the D'oemir or Blood Bats. Bardoq mentioned he hadn't heard hide nor hair from them in decades. Doesn't bode well. Palpatine's purges reached far. Jedi and Dunaan do not meld. Not even these… blacker kin of theirs. Is that what the Emperor is? No telling. Maybe he's only a man. A very dangerous, very devious, very powerful man. He wants the Force in check. Gotta track down the other schools. Need my swords. Feel naked without them. Sold that good vibrosword just to afford check in to make Stazi's expedition.


All can do now is train. Keep the edge on. Trim the fat and anything excess. Can't take this downtime for granted. Thinking of taking the pay and catching tramp freighter. Anyone willing to fly out of the way. Growing restless. Another thing Bardoq said I must temper. I will. Itchy feet could spell it for me in the end. Can't buy it yet. Steel wrapped core with silver plates, razor keen edge and good two or hand-and-a-half grip. Perfect sword. Empire won't cast that into the dust. Got work to do. Galaxy doesn't need Jedi anymore.


It needs professionals.


Journal Entry #1 - The Nav Officer


I'd like to think Dr. Stazi and I are starting to really get along. It's not just that the crystal box likes me, either. Stazi may be an academic, but he's a fething solid explorer. He'd probably have been the ship's navigator himself if he could find the time. Once he figured out I really did know what I was doing, he stopped looking over my shoulder, and now we're basically colleagues. Even shared a drink a couple of times. 

Of course, if I'm being honest, the reason it probably took him so long to warm up to me is he felt he was taking a gamble on me. Not the first time I've felt a boss wondering if I'm going to disrupt the crew or if I've got a dilettante's work ethic. You would think I enjoy busting stereotypes. Apart from the occasional moment, I really don't. There's even times when I think of using colour-crawlers or cosmetics to pass as human. I'm not proud of those moments, but I'm from Constancia: Zeltrons know all about humiliation versus longing. 

I think I'll stay on with Stazi if I can manage it. He pays pretty well, and I've had far worse employers. He says his cousin works at one of the big Duros navigation guilds. If I keep my nose clean, maybe I'll get a connection. It's all about who you know, right? Besides, let's be real: I'm not getting into an Empire-approved nav corp anytime soon, not any more than a Duros is. 

Mom sent me a message the other day. Reading between the lines, it sounds like the Empire tried moving in again, with the usual results. Guess they can build a ship a mile long, but they can't invent a helmet that filters out pheromones. One of these days, though, they'll figure it out, and Zeltros and Constancia are going to get a dose of death and taxes.

<s>I don't get why Mom doesn't get that, or why she doesn't</s>

Anyways, my plan is getting better every day. I've even got a line on a proper colony ship and some surplus prefabs. I ace this job, and maybe one or two more, and I'll have enough for a down payment. Then it's just a matter of finding the right spot. I'm keeping my eyes open the whole time the expedition is out this way. Something's going to click, guaranteed.

Beyond Charted Stars
Session I

The year is 3 BBY, and our adventurers have been hired out for an expedition. Funded by Dr. Stazi, a Duros xenoarcheologist from the University of Agamar. Suited to aid in one task or another the crew aided Stazi in finding an ancient derelict ship in the far reaches of the Outer Rim, and an artifact none thought to find outside an Imperial Vault. An old Jedi Holocron.


A shrewd professor Stazi dismissed it as intriguing trinket to his crew and grad students while secretly trying to get it to open. His efforts were in vain, until a small group of his workers examined it and it blinked to life. Since then Stazi has found every reason he could to extend the expedition, and convince our adventurers to share the history possessed within it. 


Reluctant of what to do with the holocron or their destiny, the special few of the crew have attempted to delay Stazi's enthusiasm. The rest of the crew has been suspicious, and one of them may be the reason an Imperial Customs frigate has arrived on world . . . 

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