Caught Between an Eridani and a Hard Place: Chapter 1: Player's Intro

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Adventure. Fame. Glory. Fabulous riches. You became a mercenary with dreams of all this dancing through your head. Unfortunately, the reality has proved a little less glamorous. Most of your missions so far have been boring guard duties ... and the others have been suicide missions that made you wish for the nice, safe, boring routine of guard duty.

Now, you're limping home from yet another round of getting large weapons shot at you for next to no money. Your dreams of tooling around the galaxies in your own personal Bohemian class starcruiser seem very far away; instead, you're all piled onto a battered old freighter, in working-berth accommodations. The food is lousy, , the crew is surly, there's next to no privacy, and the ship's a battered piece of junk that can barely make step 5. Still, it's all you were able to afford ... and better than walking the 80-odd light years between your remote post of assignment and the nearest bastion of civilization!

You've been traveling for five days now, and have had time to get to know the six individuals who make up the crew of the Lady's Kiss, your ship. The Captain is a burly Human named Eric Heinriksson, with little time for anything or anyone that doesn't directly concern the day-to-day operations of his ship. The first mate, also Human, is known to you only as Cully. He takes more of an interest in you than the Captain ... but it seems to be mostly in order to get you to do the dirtiest jobs on the ship. In addition to these two gems, there's a Ram Python gunner named Urga who looks like he'd as soon break people in half as look at them, an Orion Rogue chief engineer called Sterren Pax who spends most of his time in a bottle of Utabon scotch, a reclusive Mutzachan navigator who the others refer to as Lukaz, and Brick, the ship's cook. You're not really sure if he got his name for being built like a brick, or because that's what his meatloaf tastes like.

As you bed down for the night, the chronometer on the wall says you've been off world for 125 hours, 43 minutes, and 12 seconds, Alliance Standard Time, but it seems like you've been caught up in the tedious, dirty, menial routine of life on this wreck of a ship forever. You can only wonder how you're going to last out the next two weeks ...

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