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Rek DMs, Some Thoughts

Buckle up, it’s Edge of the Empire tabletop Roleplaying time.

Yeah, I know I don’t post here much. I’m still doing the devaron’s angels thing, which is scratching a lot of my online itches, and I’ve got a part time job and full time parenting. 

I’d really planned on doing regular updates of what happened each session. Aaaaand that didn’t happen. Which is a shame, I’d love to be able to have those summaries to look back on. But here’s the short version:

The gang, who are a crew of space chancers and criminals rolling around in a stolen police ship, were doing odd jobs together for a while, including some for the empire. Their contact, a Pantoran spymaster whose cover was as a children’s entertainer, congratulated them on their most recent heist job (where the campaign started in medias res), and gave them a new job: deliver a mysterious sealed orb to the leader of the peskiest rebel cell in the general area, led by a Rodian pirate by the name of Cheng Maxeda. They said maybe, took the orb, and then checked around and picked up a delivery job for their local Hutts going the same direction for some extra cash. 

They were brought in because the Hutt shipments had been interfered with by somebody. Their Hutts weren’t sure who, but were damn sure they were going to pay. The gang defeated a whole crazy mess of people who were being lead and bolstered by a falleen who had been surgically altered to boost their pheromone output. Then they picked up the package and made the poor decision of looking inside. It was the carbonite frozen but still living body of the cop who’d previously owned their ship that they were now knowingly handing over, because they couldn’t bring themselves to cross the Hutts. 

Moral issues aside, it was an easy job, they got well paid, the team failed a bunch of social roles and divulged more information than they should have to the Hutt point man, and Brick, the party’s wall of meat, got signed up for a pit fight. He won his round, but imperial troops broke up the match before he could win completely. TK cornered but lost a rebel bomber, and Eshi got contacted by a rebel who recognized him from a bit of backstory. Nyla chased down one of the other gladiators, an old clone with a sword who’d entered the fight because the prize included a bacta dunk and he had a friend who was hurt and dying after being caught by the Hutts trying to bust up a slaving operation. And that’s when the bomb went off, destroying some major imperial instillation bits and projecting a 40 foot holo-image of Cheng the punk rock rodian pirate queen striding across the smoking crater proclaiming she had come to liberate the outer rim. The party was presented with three job options: 1) after Brick’s pit win, the Hutts were down some muscle for a convoy and ready to pay reliable thugs 2) the rebels were looking for a study ship to bust up the hub of a spy satellite network 3) the clone and his weequay buddy (Edge and Horm) still wanted to stop the slave convoy (which was, as the party figured out, job 1). They opted for job 2, leaving town amidst a firefight with the imperials, and brought along Edge and Horm, providing Nyla with a sword fighting trainer who’d studied under a jedi, without being a jedi himself. 

The guys busted up the satellite base by hijacking a shipment truck coming in (I’d provided them information for a couple of routes, including asteroid hopping amidst giant vacuum-proof winged frog monster creatures, and they figured this best matched their skillset). Inside they found tech that looked a whole lot like our droid character TK, a completely brainwashed cyborg engineer, and the control rods that were their target. TK, who is a droid with multiple program personalities, suddenly and without warning displayed a program personality they had never seen before and destroyed the computer mainframe, remembering nothing afterward. The cyborg also had hardware a good deal like Nyla’s, and contained a message begging for help from someone held against their will and being moved between facilities. They blew up the station, retrieved valuable tech, and flew off, triumphant, to get their payment from the rebels. 

The rebels welcomed the gang, who got to know the faction a little bit better. TK nearly started a gunfight, Nyla got a haircut, and Brick and Eshi developed mouse droid beer pong in order to provide historically unique droid bits to an eccentric collector for the last bit Eshi needed to build his machine from the prototype he’d stolen from the corporate sector in his backstory, which runs on two kyber crystals and provides a similar benefit to the force power “foresee”. He used this to figure out the sphere they were carrying contained an intensely virulent ship killer plague that would likely kill them as well, and they resolved to throw that in the sun. The gang foiled an assassination attempt on Cheng and got a new assignment: break her old pirate buddy out of maximum security prison (again, they were presented with several possible assignments, some of which tied in to other plots.) Nyla and Cheng also worked out mutually that they were both force sensitive. 

The prison break went off well. It was a sort of siberian gulag set up on an ice planet, plus some eight foot carnivorous burrowing worms- yeah, those walls are pretty short, prisoners, but where are you gonna run? The gang picked up some extra supplies by agreeing to break out a Hutt operative while they were there anyway. After some exciting sky battles, Nyla and Eshi turns the ship’s forward shields into a battering ram. They made short work of the guards inside, but discovered that there was an unexpected other party there- a wookie bounty hunter who was looking into the disappearance of the guy they handed over to the hutts. That guy was a tough fight even for the team’s big heavies, and they set a load of prisoners free to help them- taking the risk that the maximum security violent shipjackers would not decide to jack their ship to escape. Luckily between the two heavies and the giant devaronian pirate they just released, they were able to intimidate them into just accepting a ride off planet. Nyla, meanwhile, fought the wookie’s cat beast in an enclosed tunnel and nearly died, but won a pretty hard solo battle, enabling her to pick up the Hutt contact and a delirious nautolan who she had a force feeling about. Eshi forgot he was a reptile and went out in the ice with no coat, then defeated his own personal corpsec bounty hunter’s attempts to come at him with robots. With great success, they headed back to rebel space, got paid, and received a message that their former imperial employer was officially fucking pissed at them. Also, the nautolan was force sensitive and having visions of the inquisitor who tried to murder Nyla. 

Faced with mounting tension and the inability to continue lying to each other, the team pretty much spilled all their secrets to each other in the absolute most fun room mate meeting I have ever witnessed. Nyla is a force sensitive ex-imperial pilot ace, TK has an extra personality, Eshi has an I-assassinated-a-king level bounty and a machine that tells the future, Thirteen (the bothan spy) knew all this and told no one, Brick likes light beer, etc. They decided they really need to murder the children’s TV spy master as their next move. Their bothan spy provided them with a dossier on him and his six lieutenants. Nyla and Thirteen went to go meet the spymaster and try to throw him off, and had to fight the stealth assassin lieutenant, which they survived. Eshi hacked the slicer lieutenant and stole her state of the art surveillance droids. Brick checked up on the Hutt-embedded spy and learned she was a pretty awful person. He also ended up scheduling a rematch with the douwutin he beat in the pit fight, who the Hutts later dropped a word in that they wouldn’t mind if he just happened to kill in that fight. The group’s one cop friend, a red-string and corkboard conspiracy melitto, got attacked by assassins, because the spies and the governor were working against each other. Nyla and TK accidentally killed the master of disguise spy lieutenant without realizing who he was. They turned the surveillance droids on the Hutts and found out the Hutt-embedded spy was working against the spymaster as well. 

The spymaster was scheduled to attend the Chancellor’s day gala on Naboo, which is fancy far outside of anything the party is probably capable of pulling off, but I wanted to give them the opportunity to try. One of the spy lieutenants there, a slimy alderaanean lesser noble, has found a packet of forbidden information that had been stolen and hidden there, and the spymaster is going in person for the hand-off. Rebuffing an offer from the planetary governor, the group made a very temporary alliance with the Hutt spy to kidnap the noble spy and use him to force a meeting with the spymaster on their terms. And that’s where we are now. 

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All in all, I’m really pleased with how this is going. I’m having a lot of fun and my players are absolutely great. I’d... assumed that would take less time to type up, and it’s leaving out a whole lot of stuff. I started this in October, so that’s about seven months worth of weekly sessions. That it breaks pretty easily into arcs, I feel, speaks pretty well for what I’d intended of it. I have SO MANY FUCKING named NPCs. It’s over 50 at last count. Factions are helping a lot. Each faction has a main plot that’s going to move along no matter what the PCs do, hitting beats whenever I need something interesting for the background. 

I’d like to keep making some posts here about what I’ve learned, what’s worked and what hasn’t, and about each player and their character. I personally think it’s interesting, and it helps me collect my thoughts. But for now I think I’m going to bed. 

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Rek DMs: Space Bastards Episode Zero (pt 1)

I’m a firm believer in Zero Sessions, where you get the group together, talk about what the campaign is going to be, and figure out world building and back story. In this campaign in particular, I wanted my characters to create as much of the setting as possible, so a zero session was really necessary. It went super well! Details below.

My plan going in had been this, and we mostly stuck to this outline:

1. Everybody introduce their characters and find any obvious ways they fit together.

2. Build their space ship. I wanted to evoke the original trilogy, firefly, cowboy bebop, etc, and one of the ways I wanted to do that was to give the crew a completely unique ship, and get them invested by letting them design it.

3. Build their NPCs. In addition to the four player characters, I had two NPC crew slated aboard the ship, with the understanding that the players would design them completely. My thought process was, again, to get the players invested, and also to make sure they felt free to play whatever they wanted, knowing that these NPCs could pick up slack for any jobs they didn’t want to do (eg, if nobody wanted to play a pilot or a medic, they’d still have one on crew). Then we’d decide who the NPCs liked better and liked less. Because I enjoy that sort of thing.

4. Come up with a backstory of how they all knew each other and why they were a secure, cohesive team. Come up with some of their past adventures. I generally like this style of play better, because you never have to fudge the whole “I met you in a bar, but sure, let’s go kill dragons together” thing.  This is where zero sessions really shine. Why do you trust this person to watch your back? Characters always come away more interesting for the collective back and forth. 

5. Ask them what adventure they’d like to start in medias res for the first session. 

Guys, my players are SO AWESOME.

Here are the characters they’ve given me:

“Brick” A Nikto combat specialist and lifelong pirate. Real name Ayad. Brick is an affable, guileless mountain of person-hurting muscle. He used to run with the Ohnaka pirate crew, but set out on his own with a couple of others, because Brick doesn’t always have the sense to recognize when something isn’t a good plan. He’s been the sole survivor of a couple of gangs, used and discarded by a few others, but he seems to be on a streak of luck with the crew of the Black Star. 

Eshi Eshi is a teenage Sluissi genius slicer and mechanic. A street orphan, young Eshi was recruited by a Fagan-esque criminal he only knew as “the Madame,” who recognized and cultivated his talents. When he attempted to steal a piece of technology on his own, he returned to find his gang murdered. Alone and afraid, he hopped the first ship out he could, which happened to be the one stolen by the rest of the crew. 

Nyla Vesk Originally a swoop bike champion from the poor areas of Taris, Nyla was headhunted by the imperial pilot program for her preternatural reflexes. She was a rising star in the imperial academy, a champion fencer, and an up and comer in the empire, with a special mentor. Until someone figured out exactly why her reflexes were so preternatural- almost as if she was getting glimpses of the future. There was a “training accident,” and Nyla was presumed dead- and nearly there in truth. These days she has several jacks in her head and one in her leg, and a right arm that is completely cybernetic and clearly made for some species besides human. She’s learning to fight and pilot with her left. All the crew knows is that she’s a defector. 

TK-13 Assembled from Clone Wars scrap parts by an alien species with compartmentalized personalities, TK switches between programs for a medical droid, a bodyguard droid, an enforcer droid, and a criminal. TK’s programmer was not very good at his job, and TK is not in control of the switches, nor do they always produce the desired program for the situation. The programs have wildly different personalities and directives, and don’t always share information. 

More to come. 

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Rek DMs: Space Bastards Episode 0 (pt 3)

https://rekkingcrew.tumblr.com/post/179064273187/rek-dms-space-bastards-episode-zero-pt-1

https://rekkingcrew.tumblr.com/post/179086697447/rek-dms-space-bastards-ep-0-pt-2

Right, so work ate my life. Trying to catch up.

Anyway.  With the ship and characters nailed down, I talked to them a bit about what I’d planned out for the world, and they talked a bit about what they’ve been doing since they met. 

In addition to a ship, I’d planned to start the gang out with a safe base of operations and information about the leaders of four important NPC factions. Frankly, as a player, I hate it when there’s world information I feel like my character ought to know, but I, as a player, am not allowed to until it comes out in game. On the flip side, I respect that nobody wants to read an encyclopedia in order to play. I’m LOVING the ease of DMing with a faction system. It simplifies everything. As I’ve put adventures together, I can start from a place of “what is this faction trying to accomplish, and against what other faction” and that focuses the narrative choices I make. It’s constrained in a way that means things are always connected and moving forward, rather than going off sideways. 

Anyway, here are my four factions and faction leaders. The Empire: Lawful Political Faction Leader: Audren Tauros 

Audren Tauros is the imperial politico in charge of this sector of space, and headquartered on the grain producing planet Trayez 4, which also has a troop garrison to streamline supply. He is, by all indications, not a zealot, appearing to minimally enforce imperial law in a way that is leaving a thriving black market. There are tariffs and bribes, and crackdowns, sure, but they’re notably lighter, and Tauros quietly hires out jobs he doesn’t want to show up in his official reports. He also, unusually for an imperial, has a personal physician who is an alien. An Arcona specifically. 

The gang’s home base is also on this planet. (Trayez 4 is basically a straight shot out from Naboo, on the inner half of the outer rim)

The Maxaeda Rebel Fleet: Chaotic Political Faction Leader: Cheng Maxaeda

Cheng Maxaeda is a flashy Rodian pirate operating near the outer rim end of the Corellian Run. Of late, she’s apparently developed politics, though from the targets she’s hitting- mostly luxury yachts of imperial officers, fat payroll transports, and weapons caches- it’s very hard to tell if she’s a believer who is resorting to piracy, or a pirate who’s lying about believing. Or something in between. 

Local Hutt Cartel: Chaotic Apolitical Faction Leader: Uddin the Hutt

Uddin is an up and coming Hutt who’s been given permission to start his own branch operation in the local sector. He’s not the only criminal gang going, but he is by far the most powerful. He’s also exceptionally vicious and unforgiving, even for a hutt. His organization has a very high turn over, but it pays very well.

Bounty Hunters Local: Lawful Apolitical Faction Leader: Quemada Ru

Quemada Ru is the sector representative for the Bounty Hunters guild. She’s built up an organization under her that’s basically run like a police union; in fact, they’re called the 919 and they’ve negotiated enforcement contracts as well as personal bounties. They’re organized, efficient, and mutually supporting. There are, of course, some freelancers running around not participating, but for the most part, the 919 works well for most of the bounty hunters working around Trayez  4. It works out particularly well for Ru as she is dug in, powerful, popular, and difficult for the Empire to oust. She’s an ardent believer that no one is above the law, and will take down even important Imperials when she can get enough evidence on them. 

Of course, by this point the gang had a stolen police ship, so Quemada is very much not their friend. 

Then I asked them to build up a bit of their backstory. What jobs had they done before? What adventures had they had. As I’ve said, I don’t generally care for the opening of a campaign where characters are just meeting, so I like giving the crew a chance to talk a bit about their history, clarify what sort of group they are, develop relationships, and most importantly, talk about why they trust each other and want to stay together as a group. 

Here are some of the things they gave me. 

Old Harry, who own’s Hob’s Garage space port, and who is literally just Satan, has changed their ship transponder codes and made all their fake IDs, because they’re taking care of his nephew, Beelz (we just... started joking hard about the space Satans of Planet Devaron and man we leaned into it. Old Harry has lots of names. Makes deals. Has a smart goatee and an expensive suit. I’m loving every ridiculous minute of it). He’s already covered for them and hid them from the Empire at great personal risk and for little reward. He just smiles and says don’t worry. Some day I’ll call in a favor.  

The gang mostly runs muscle, smuggling, and theft jobs. Thirteen rarely participates directly, but oddly, everywhere they go, even when she wasn’t consulted, she seems to have a job ready and lined up. Nobody knows how she’s doing it. 

Nyla hasn’t been honest with the team about her past, or her force sensitivity, but she has used a flash of foreseen future to save Eshi’s life, warning him to stay away from a cable car on a planet they were visiting that later crashed and killed everyone inside it. Nyla’s also taken one of the ship’s prison cells as her sleeping quarters, but... it’s still just a prison cell. She’s thrown a tarp over the bars for some privacy, and whenever she’s in the ship, she takes her arm off. Eshi sleeps in the engine room where it’s warm. 

At one point the team took a Seven Samurai style protection job, fighting off a load of raiders who were threatening a farming village. It was glorious carnage. At one point, Brick disabled a young trandoshan and tossed her unconscious body and a blaster to Eshi. “You’re how old again, kid?” he said. “It’s time you grew up.” Not in a mean way, this is Brick. But he was 12 when he first killed somebody, and he figured Eshi was way overdue. And Eshi... couldn’t. She reminded him of a childhood friend. He let her run off, certain this decision would never come back to haunt him (it will, obviously). 

Beelz knows Cheng Maxaeda’s people, and Uddin’s. He get the gang most of their more run of the mill underworld jobs. Thirteen, on the other hand, has gotten them some jobs with the Empire (after explaining the factions, I asked them who they’d like to have done jobs for, and they decided of the factions as explained, Tauros made the most sense, as he seemed the most laid back and forgiving). Specifically, she came to them saying she had an offer: a mercy mission medical run from the Empire. There was an outbreak in Tauros’s territory, and the supplies needed to treat it were restricted and labelled military use only. This was a time sensitive problem that was very bad for business, so some supplies “fell off a truck” and some unaffiliated party needed to get them where they were going. In exchange, all the warrants for the ship went away, and as far as the players know, it’s in the clear. Also, Thirteen assassinated someone while they were there. It’s unclear if this was part of the deal or something she did on her own time. (I want to pause to remind y’all my players are supplying all of this).

Obviously, they’ve never met Tauros, and officially he knows nothing about them. Their contact is a Pantoran children’s show host named “Uncle” Karston Severax, who devotes his time to teaching children reading, xenobiology, and patriotic zeal. He dresses like Mr. Rogers and always has lovely cakes. Thirteen watches the show pretty often, and the crew suspects it’s an easy way to disseminate coded information to sleeper agents. Brick also watches the show, because the puppets have names that are jokes in Nikto. 

And finally I asked them what they’re doing right now, planning for the first episode to start in medias res. This one is another imperial job. The gang are stealing fighter blue prints from a corporate sector contractor who is trying to do aggressive negotiations with the Empire, and the Empire has decided that it’s not going to be toyed with. So that was where we started the first session. On a corpsec space station with the questions “who is your hostage and what is on fire?”

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Rek DMs: Space Bastards Ep 0 (pt 2)

continued from https://rekkingcrew.tumblr.com/post/179064273187/rek-dms-space-bastards-episode-zero-pt-1

Let’s talk about the ship!

I always figured the custom ship was going to be a big focal point for the group and a big part of the initial buy in. It’s home. It’s home base. Both the players and the characters have made modifications to make it their own.

My plan had been to ask the group what insane star wars alien species their ship was designed for, and what modifications they had all made to be able to use it. I was thinking something like an aquatic species where the inside required joisting to hold it’s shape absent the presence of liquid, or it had belonged to something that was naturally much smaller or much larger than a human. 

Instead, the players gave me something magical.

TK’s player said his idea for how he came to join the crew was that he had been in a crate in an evidence locker. 

Or maybe an evidence ship.

“Oh my god,” said another player. “We’re driving around in a stolen cop car.”

And so they are. 

And I’m not kidding, that’s the thing that set the tone for everything that came after and clicked everything into place. The Black Star is who the group is.

What the players came up with was that they and their NPCs had been disparate petty criminals who had, individually and with other groups, been part of a fifteen gang pile up when a wealthy criminal individual died and everyone tried to be the first to loot his space station, and had ended up in a guns pointed every direction space Mexican standoff (minus TK, who was in the evidence locker, and Eshi, who had already hopped aboard from one stow away situation to another), before they made the collective decision to work together to escape the collapsing station rather than fight. The main architect of this truce was an older twi’lek called Ort Fine, who was wounded during the escape. The group grabbed the last available ship, a slow but heavily gunned and armored police vehicle that was a brand new prototype model, and jetted off together into space. They peeled off the police logo and painted a black star over it. It’s not even a particularly good cover job. Ort was initially the primary force in getting them all to stay together and work as a crew, speaking to each of them about their strengths and convincing them to work a job together he arranged. He died on the job, but the crew stayed together, and out of respect Ort is still listed as the captain on all the manifests. 

Mechanically, I’d told the players to pick one of the freighters or transports from the books. They would be allowed to up two stats or put in upgrades, and then I would require them to drop one stat. There would also be whatever narrative consequences I thought fit their choice of ship- in this case, they look like a cop ship, plus in stealing their ship, they’ve made personal enemies of the police forces. The ship also has a lot of internal locks and seals that have been slightly on the fritz since they stole it. I’ve also told them I’m keeping track of fuel and they’re going to have to keep refilling if they want to make long jumps. They have six units in the tank. A small hyperspace jump uses one, a medium two, a long three. The players picked an ILH-KK Citadel Class light freighter, which is a perfect police or pirate ship. They improved the handling and added smuggling compartments as their upgrades. For their disadvantage, rather than dropping a stat, they suggested the following: this ship is exclusively sold for police and military use and parts are proprietary and restricted. All mechanics checks have at least two disadvantage dice unless correct parts are obtained first. Some repairs will not be possible at all without them. 

The players seemed to really enjoy making the ship. Most of them also do Warhammer, and one of them found a ship design from there they shared with everyone. “Yes! That’s perfect!”

The NPCs

I’d told the gang they got two NPCs to help cover any gaps in competencies. They were also meant to get the players invested in the world right away. Since TK was capable of covering multiple roles, they had a little freedom. 

The first thing they wanted was a criminal face man. I’d been talking to Nyla’s player about some of the things I’d been kicking around about Devaronian gender politics, and so that was the species suggestion from that player. We went for some obvious Satan jokes, and everyone in the group took a turn giving the character one trait. Which is how we got:

Beelz Feck: devaronian con artist and walking catastrophe. 

Beelz is a compulsive gambler and up to his eyeballs in debt. He’s also alienated a lot of people in his past and has more bounties on him than the rest of the crew combined, largely because when things get dangerous, Beelz has a bad habit of cashing out. Even so, more than anyone else on the crew, Beelz has a very good ear for what’s going on, and while he always comes back to the ship poorer than when he left it, he also comes back with loads of useful information about rumors, gang wars, and possible leads for the PCs to follow. Beelz’s uncle (who variously goes by “Old Harry”, “Old Scratch”, and “Old Nick”) runs an off-the-grid ship hangar and trading port, and out of gratitude for looking after his sister’s kid, he’s sheltered the crew even when it was a big personal risk for him (that NPC was always planned but not populated, and the group decided it made sense to tie him to Beelz). We also worked out that he is terrified of Brick, but Brick, being Brick, has never actually noticed, and just thinks Beelz is being accommodating. They’re room mates now. 

The players couldn’t think of any role they desperately needed after that, so they went for something fun: an assassin. They decided the character should definitely be female, because it was a bit of a sausage fest otherwise. They also decided she was a Bothan. We followed the same format: one trait from each player, then a free brainstorming session. This gave us:

“Thirteen”

None of the crew know what Thirteen’s real name or actual story are. Every now and again she claims she needs to visit her husband, but each time it’s a different man. They have never seen her without knives or a holdout blaster. Sometimes she’ll just disappear for days. Sometimes, even when they think a mission was their idea, she’ll coincidentally have someone she needs to kill at just that place. Thirteen mostly stays out of the rest of the crew’s business, and she keeps them well out of hers. She’s icy, aloof, and professional. Only the killbot personality in TK has ever gotten a laugh out of her. After Ort died, she took over the captain’s quarters and changed the locks, and no one has been able to get in since. Twice since she’s been with the crew, small groups of well trained killers have tried to hit the ship, which hasn’t made the rest of the crew happy, but Thirteen has not explained anything. She appears to know and will occasionally allude to other character’s secrets, but she hasn’t betrayed any confidences and does not appear likely to. Thirteen is exceptionally capable, and when it suits her, she brings in hard to find jobs that make problems like the APB on their ship just... disappear. She seems content with her situation for now, and as far as anyone can tell, she mostly likes the crew, especially Eshi. 

I also gave each NPC four starting opinions, one for each character: very positive, positive, neutral, and negative. I let the players pick who got which and what that meant. I like players having asymmetric access to resources, and I like interesting social dynamics. 

Beelz considers Nyla his good luck charm and goes out of his way to do nice little things for her. He’s also predisposed to think of her as competent and in charge because he grew up in a matriarchy and doesn’t examine his own thought process much. For all that Brick terrifies him, he’s a really comprehensible sort, and a useful guy to have at your back. TK is a droid, and kind of a weird one, but meh, what can you do? He doesn’t like having Eshi on the ship, though. He’s just a kid, and that feels irresponsible even for Beelz. 

Eshi is Thirteen’s favorite. He’s a smart kid with so much potential. Of all of them, he’s going to be the most useful. She’s amused by TK, especially his violent program. Her relationship to Nyla is cool and professional, and that feels comfortable for both of them. Nyla is more crisp and military around her. But they don’t know each other well personally, and neither seems inclined to. And Brick? What about him? He doesn’t even merit contempt, really. He’s a dime a dozen. We could replace him with any one of a thousand thugs off the street and who could even tell the difference?

More later. Jesus this is long, but I did want to talk about the process, because I think it all went very well. 

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I have decided I will offer my players a fixed xp for each other character they write a note to, or record a holo for, to be delivered after their death. These will become in-game items that could conceivably be found.