Beyond 'X' Book IV & V latest post BK V ch 06 Pt 8 & 9 25th Mar '15 complete

[Paranoid66]

Beyond ‘X’ - Journeys within the Emissary Sphere ‘ES’.
Far Future Fiction extrapolated from an X3 foundation.
By Paranoid66.

Brief Synopses
Beyond ‘X’ space in another time another Sphere (Universe): the self altered descendents of the furthest travellers of the ‘Five ‘X’ Races’ explore a new reality within the wider Grand Creation of Paradox myth. This story follows just two: Harbinger a Paradox and his potent Living Hull ship the ‘Many Truths’ on a few more adventures.

[[The format continues on from the concept used in Book I, II and III.]]


Beyond 'X' Book IV - Fact, Fiction and Factions

[[ONE]]

[Location: Many Truths, Faded Sparks, Beyond Fringe Space, Emissary Sphere.]

[We first sighted the phenomenon whilst visiting one of our regular deep space haunts. I liked to bask and to harvest ‘Anomalous Matter’ in ‘Faded Sparks’ from a field of now dimming Class II Starlet Anomalies. The decaying Starlets being prime assets for draining as they easily released their usable Anomalous substance with little risk to our remotes or us.]

[Whilst undergoing the routine siphon and refinement duties I detected something else the appearance of a wild radio signal accompanied by a wandering bright fiery shifting apparition: a beautiful multicoloured uncategorised energetic aurora. Due to standing orders I immediately brought my Captain’s attention to the intriguing object.]

[As we neared this gyrating Anomaly to get a proper scan of its nature, it much to Harbinger’s consternation appeared to dim a little shimmered and vanished.]

[Luckily the object was so distinctive bright and noisy that when it reappeared seconds later we quickly located it with a visual and radio wave star search - it had not gone too far slightly less than five hundred kilometres.]

[Local readings indicated a mini jump although the warp wormhole signature was rather unusual. Harbinger immediately got very excited by the rare find. Ignoring all other considerations he commenced to investigate the jumping Anomaly as his first priority.]

[That was two full hours ago. Since then my drones or I had taken turns chasing the phantasm as it skipped from place to place.]

[Annoyingly whenever we got what seemed like a solid positional fix and leaped into or flew near scanning range it vanished again. Although it always reappeared, each time it materialised it did so outside our main scanners range.]

[As we hunted our quarry, it seemed to be enticing us onward. Its changes of course though rather erratic individually nonetheless saw us going ever deeper into an empty uncharted dark region of space.]

[As Harbinger struggled to find a recognisable pattern in the Anomalies movements I began to feel a little apprehensive fearing a trap. When Vested spoke up I realised I was not alone in being suspicious.]

“We should let this one go.” [Priest Vested Interest advised.]

“Really Priest Vested why?” [Harbinger asked.]

“It is playing with us - I do not like being toyed with.” [Vested explained.]

“My ‘Constant’ could be right.” [I send.]

[Harbinger glared at the irascible first ‘Constant’ through the workings of a now exceptionally intricate virtual bridge interface.]

[Right now I knew a degree of irrational persistence had settled upon my Captain. Harbinger was naturally impatient but when roused he could also be shockingly tireless in any pursuit that captured his fertile imagination.]

[Although I could feel my Captain’s frustration with the objects elusive nature Harbinger was still fascinated by it and I feared - despite the risk - quite determined to catch this particular quarry for closer study.]

[To me the emissions seemed chaotic enough to be an unstable natural phenomenon but the way it shied away from our sensors and jumped screamed out reasoning cognition. Then again it could be what we Anomaly hunters called an EPR* an (Extra Physical Reaction)* to any other objects mass in close proximity.]

[[*Note inside Anomalies many of the laws of physics - as we understand them - simply fail to apply. However they still have quantifiable rules of their own: Extra Physical Reactions.]]

[Earlier aided by sophisticated Elder fetch routines I had considered and rejected a whole series of possibilities, as had my Captain delving through scientific reports of catalogued known EPR.]

“Do you really think we should abandon this curiosity? It could easily be a completely unknown energy life form not just a strangely persistent and reactive jump anomaly?” [Harbinger asked.]

“Visually it is not utterly unlike some of the phenomena at the ‘Monastic Extents’ but they have never been recorded doing point-to-point jumps or fleeing from contact in fact they seemed to delight in our attention.” [I broadcast.]

[I could sense my Captain’s determination via our companion-ship link it felt like a horrid little impossibly tight knot that would refuse any easy attempt to unravel it.]

“I suppose it could also be some kind of unmanned craft or probe. If only we could get close enough to get some proper readings.” [Harbinger ventured while working with his bridge interface.]

[From his Bridge my Captain could access and control any of my multitude of onboard processes and functions from creating new fighter drones to ordering a personal protein supplement for himself or a biomaterial or rare ore infusion for his suit.]

“This too perfect evasion is becoming very suggestive.” [I broadcast.]

[We now had this region of space saturated with satellites, wide spectrum probes, even stealthy spy drones but the phenomena continued to elude full detection by any of our devices no matter how cunningly we placed and rearranged them.]

“I agree it is beginning to seem very clever indeed.” [Harbinger said.]

“I do not like the way it seems to want to be followed.” [Vested warned.]

“At first I also worried about a potential trap but there is nothing else out here - just empty space - not even a local star or asteroid to hide behind. Besides we are more than able to defend ourselves.” [Harbinger said.]

[In size and capability in order to facilitate an ever-wider degree of self-sufficiency, I had been encouraged to harvest raw resources and grow considerably. My last official designation of Hyper Dreadnaught was now outdated I had become one of a new breed of Paradox ‘Living Hull’ Mother ships. When the Super Dreadnaught the ‘Shield of the Faithful’ proved virtually indestructible during the ‘Five Day War’ in relation to warship design big had become beautiful. Many faithful old designs were deliberately stretched (force grown) to accommodate new internal space hogging systems.]

“It is playing with us Captain - that disturbs me - I think we should leave it be and be on our way.” [Vested said.]

“Perhaps it is simply as curious about us as we are about it.” [Harbinger said.]

“At least extrude ‘Many Truths’ turrets and open your torpedo and missiles tubes.” [Vested said.]

“If we go all martial and our new friend is intelligent at all we will scare it away.” [Harbinger said.]

“All that noise and light suggests a lot of contained energy to me - this unknown could be armed and very dangerous.” [Vested warned.]

“My ‘Constant’ is making a valid point.” [I send.]

“I am going to continue this investigation for one more hour - after all three - is our lucky number there has to be a way to surprise or catch this fellow.” [Harbinger said.]

“Perhaps by comparing captured images we can deduce some clue as to the direction and distance of its jumps by better analysing the seemingly random emissions it gives out just before it leaps. However it may not like being caught in our sensors.” [I broadcast in warning.]

“Without risk there can be little reward ‘MT’. I like your idea if we can predict where it is going we might be able to get a jump scout drone ahead of it.” [Harbinger said studying a bank of replaying captured images in a host of visual spectrums.]

“There has to be a clue in here somewhere.” [Harbinger said.]

“Captain you are being hailed it is Composure and it is marked as urgent.” [I send.]

[Harbinger had got into the habit of having part of my consciousness filtering his incoming communication traffic when fully occupied.]

“I suppose I had best receive his call - patch it in - but do not lose our friend out there.” [Harbinger sends.]

“Composure what do you want?” [Harbinger sends.]

“Elder Composure if you don’t mind. I see your Paradox Priest etiquette continues to slide: ‘what do you want?’ is no way to greet an old friend and mentor.” [Composure sends in complaint.]

[Harbinger checked his communications data supplemental info stub.]

“It is one year one month ten days and eleven hours since you last spoke with me. Kindly dispense with the formalities and get straight to the: I have no doubt - painful - point of this - unexpected - interruption.” [Harbinger sends undiplomatically.]

“Sorry did I hail at a bad time? Has it really been that long?” [Composure sends.]

“Yes it has - so what do you want - revered Elder?” [Harbinger sends.]

“I was hoping you could collect a good friend of mine who is visiting the ‘Heartland’ and needs local - less conspicuous - transportation.” [Composure sends.]

“What kind of good friend?” [Harbinger sends radiating suspicion like heat from a bright star.]

“I am afraid Elder Patriarch is a rather special passenger with a few eccentricities. He wishes you to ferry him in person. He is as keen to meet you and your ‘Many Truths’ as he is to reach his destination of ‘Green Orb Alpha’ incognito.” [Composure sends.]

“My ‘Many Truths’ is many things what she is not is inconspicuous.” [Harbinger sends.]

“Everything is relative Elder Harbinger.” [Composure sends.]

“You want me to personally transport an ‘Inner System’ spy to my ‘Core Alliance’? It clearly is a long time since we last spoke since your memory of me appears to be getting addled or have you rediscovered the joys of senility.” [Harbinger sends.]

“Hardly, I am fully recovered from my days of mental and physical debilitation and I am never doing that ever again.” [Composure sends.]

“Can I get a second opinion on your condition.” [Harbinger sends.]

“Very droll Elder Harbinger.” [Composure sends.]

“Tell me more about this would be passenger.” [Harbinger sends.]

“I would prefer not to; my friend wishes to explain his nature and purposes to you in person like I said he is a little eccentric.” [Composure sends.]

“After he is onboard my vessel and becomes my responsibility I do not think so.” [Harbinger sends.]

“What harm can there be in picking him up and listening to what he has to say. I seem to recall that when you do listen you are actually occasionally capable of learning new things.” [Composure sends.]

“I do not hire out ‘MT’ as a transport ship especially to curious inter Tier wanderers on sight seeing espionage tours.” [Harbinger sends.]

“Having that Observer Corp has you seeing spies everywhere. My friend Elder Patriarch is a most Ancient Paradox Priest on a Pilgrimage following the truth of his own vision not a sinister agent of some twisted and evil ‘High Tier’ institution that is after you. Get over yourself Harbinger you are not that important.” [Composure sends.]

“Really how convenient. Nonetheless, I make a rule of rarely carrying anyone who is not family or a very, very, very close friend on ‘MT’. In fact, even ignoring that principle it has been years since ‘MT’ has jumped into any port even those I own.” [Harbinger sends.]

“Why does that not surprise me.” [Composure sends.]

“We now both much prefer to operate self sufficiently from the dark we do not need to dock anymore. So it looks like you will have to call some other dear old ‘Heartland’ associate if you have any left after that stunt in the ‘Council of Equals’.” [Harbinger sends.]

“I see you have not changed you are still as stubborn and difficult as ever. Are you avoiding port in an attempt to escape all that trouble you two have managed to stir up recently?” [Composure sends.]

“I assure you ‘MT’ and I have little need to run away from anything in the ‘Heartland’.” [Harbinger sends with I sensed a great degree of pride.]

“Let me guess you just make strategic withdrawals or does this confidence come from all the ‘Higher Tier’ technology you have smuggled into your ships internal systems.” [Composure sends.]

“I have no idea what you are talking about.” [Harbinger sends.]

“Of course, you do not.” [Composure replied.]

“I really am not keen on carrying ‘Higher Tier’ passengers on ‘Many Truths’.” [Harbinger sends.]

“You can treat this as a special case and a personal favour to me.” [Composure sends.]

“When is it not?” [Harbinger challenged in reply.]

“Fine, if I must I will barter like an insensitive ‘Recycler Merchant’: consider speaking to Patriarch as a reciprocal payment of goodwill for not broadcasting the technical schematics of the contents of a certain container that I most generously bestowed to you twenty-five years ago.” [Composure sends.]

[I could hear the satisfaction in Elder Composure’s voice during that declaration (for that deduction I did not need an emphatic companion-ship link).]

“A good bluff but you would not do such a thing.” [Harbinger sends.]

“I would, I bet some of those contents are still proving more than useful to you today - am I right?” [Composure sends.]

[Without doubt, it was a rhetorical question to which Composure knew the answer for a start Harbinger’s ‘Many Truths Corporation’ was constantly secretly deploying ‘Shield Limpet Spy Drones’. We had illicit invisible tags on almost every ship in the ‘Core Alliance’ and ‘Fringe Space’.]

“I knew that container was not a free parting gift without strings attached: this is nothing less than crude blackmail Composure.” [Harbinger sends.]

“It is Elder Composure and I prefer to call it leverage. You can hardly make me feel ashamed you are the one being dishonourable you are the one with indiscretions to hide.” [Composure sends.]

“How was accepting a gift freely offered dishonourable?” [Harbinger sends.]

“If anyone else had been so generous to you, you would be grateful and not require him or her to remind you of your reciprocal obligations. However, because it is me - to get my due - I must shame myself by being crass and demanding my rights with menaces like some piratical rogue.” [Composure sends.]

[I could feel Harbinger considering that for a moment his mood softening slightly.]

“I am still pretty sure the old rascal is bluffing.” [Harbinger sends to me.]

“Why take the risk?” [I send.]

“You have a bad habit of taking Composures side ‘MT’ but I know he would never really betray us so thoroughly.” [Harbinger sends.]

“Are you sure about that? Elder Composure has often surprised us.” [I send.]

“If the extent of our spying became known - we would be disgraced at best exiled at worst I can hardly imagine. As Exiles or hunted felons, we would cease to be of any future use to - Elder - Composure. By hurting us he would damage himself ergo he will not.” [Harbinger sends to me.]

“Nonetheless, it might be safer to talk with this Elder Patriarch and avoid any risk of a confrontation.” [I send.]

“Well Harbinger what is it to be?” [Composure sends.]

“If just speaking with Patriarch will cancel my obligation to you I will agree. However I will not vow to ferry him anywhere in advance no matter what silly threats you make.” [Harbinger sends.]

[I could sense my Captain’s emotional conflict. Dealing with Elder Composure always damaged Harbinger’s normal equilibrium to some degree. Dealing with their specific creator I had concluded is never easy for any Paradox Priest.]

“It is - Elder - Patriarch not just Patriarch. Remember to be civil; most Elders are not as tolerant of ignorance as I am: Ancient Entities like - Elder - Patriarch deserve a little respect.” [Composure said.]

“He had better not be some doddering old mad religious maniac.” [Harbinger sends.]

[Composure retorted with a loud crude speaker laugh and disconnected.]

[My Captain glowed yellow and let out a loud crude speaker laugh of his own.]

“What is so funny Captain?” [I send puzzled.]

“The stupid old fool forgot to tell me where to pick his friend up. So now unless he remembers we have the perfect excuse not to bother.” [Harbinger sends to me still glowing yellow.]

[My Captain turned his prime Tri-optic towards Vested.]

“So what is happening with our unknown friend.” [Harbinger said.]

“It has disappeared Captain.” [Vested said.]

“Then we must find it again.” [Harbinger said.]

“I do not mean jumped a little away again the Anomalous object is just gone - it has vanished completely without a trace.” [Vested said.]

“You lost it?” [Harbinger said angrily, but I could feel the dawning of an unwanted realisation.]

“I am picking up a short range beacon from a Paradox Life Pod it must have been in stealth mode.” [I send.]

“That Anomaly must have been Composure’s work all along - whatever it was.” [Harbinger said.]

[I could feel my Captains fury at being played.]

“An unusual way to get you to pick up his friend well beyond any prying sensors.” [I broadcast.]

“I suppose he thinks toying with us like that is funny.” [Harbinger said.]

“Composure’s humour has grown ever sharper (more cutting) since he rejuvenated.” [I broadcast.]

“Does the fool think this behaviour will leave me well disposed towards his spy?” [Harbinger said.]

“Be calm Captain angry people miss things.” [I broadcast.]

“Yes that could be it I must be calm and alert, but that was such a tasty Anomaly.” [Harbinger said regretfully.]

“Elder Composure’s spy will somebody please explain to me what is going on?” [Vested asked.]

“We are about to have a guest onboard.” [Harbinger explained.]

“We are collecting a spy who is working for Elder Composure is that wise?” [Vested asked.]

“Most likely a spy: definitely an Ancient ‘Inner System’ Elder from the Emissary alone knows what Tier called Patriarch.” [Harbinger explained testily.]

“No need to get so short Captain if you included me in your communications I would not have to ask these stupid questions.” [Vested complained.]

“You are the one who wanted to experience life as a Paradox Priest does.” [Harbinger said glowing yellow.]

“Not me, I didn’t have any say in the matter, it was you and ‘MT’ made me what I am today I am your ill-conceived experiment.” [Vested complained.]

“Nonsense, nobody has any say in their own creation but they are still capable of growing beyond their beginnings you have no reason to be resentful. You should be grateful for your existence look at what you have achieved and all that you are: do not dwell on what you are not and never were.” [I broadcast.]

“Hypocrite.” [Vested accused although she at least had the decency to glow yellow.]

“Is nobody in the Grand Creation happy and content to be just who they are?” [Harbinger said but he also tempered his words with a more subdued yellow shimmer.]

“Probably not we all want to be somebody or something else.” [Vested said.]

“Sometimes I despair I think our blessed Emissary with all her forms infected us all with a degree of dissatisfaction with our own material essence.” [Harbinger said looking at a rapidly shape shifting extruded suit limb with his Prime Tri-optic.]

“Neither of you have any idea what it is like to be trapped in this body but have glorious memories of being a ‘Living Hull’ floating free in space - it is like a constant ache.” [Vested complained.]

“Poor Vested Interest what about your sisters does their experiences not count?” [I broadcast.]

“It is different for them their downloaded memories and altered personalities were skilfully edited to cushion their diminishment unlike mine.” [Vested Interest complained.]

“There is always a cost for being the first of anything but it also makes you extra special and unique - thus your justified fame. Flaws can sharpen a personality as much as virtue we are all a juxtaposition of positive and negative furies.” [I broadcast.]

“Fame perhaps notoriety might be a better descriptive.” [Harbinger said glowing yellow.]

“Being the first certainly made your child a lot more trouble.” [Harbinger sends to me.]

“It is not Vested Interests fault that some people in our ‘Heartland’ who should know better are irrationally prejudiced and foolish.” [I send to my Captain.]

“So we are to be visited by a far traveller: at least that means there will be somebody on board worth talking to - even if that person is a spy. I get weary of talking to myself.” [Vested said.]



[Time: 15:12.][Date 21.02.29SA (Second Accord). 9th PA 21.02.26.]

[Location: Many Truths, Faded Sparks, Beyond Fringe Space, Emissary Sphere.]

[After failing to penetrate the Life Pod with an ADF scan (proving its ‘Higher Tier’ architecture) my Captain ordered me to bring the tidy object onboard.]

[We gathered around with a nine person Acolyte Marine escort as the pod split horizontally and its top half slowly lifted up as if by magic. Three shroud suited Paradox entities exited: two of them making a great show of assisting the third.]

[It was easy to distinguish the Elder from his Acolytes I did not even have to look at their boldly displayed Paradox Kanji. The deference of stance and position alone gave their relationships away.]

“Welcome onboard the ‘Many Truth’ venerable Elder.” [Harbinger said.]

[Elder Patriarch radiated yellow light from his ‘Facilitator Shroud Suit’ with deep amusement.]

“I am grateful for your courtesy Elder Harbinger.” [Patriarch said.]

“It is a pleasure to be of service.” [Harbinger said.]

“I confess I am rather excited to be here at last.” [Patriarch said.]

“Have you been in that Pod long?” [Harbinger asked.]

“What did Elder Composure tell you about me?” [Patriarch asked.]

“Elder Composure told me very little Ancient One but he promised you would explain your nature and purpose to my satisfaction.” [Harbinger said.]

“Did he really? That was very accommodating of Elder Composure.” [Patriarch said.]

“As the Captain of this ‘Living Hull’ I must guard against potential security hazards - I trust you will appreciate my position - and not be offended by any necessary precautions I am compelled to undertake.” [Harbinger explained.]

“Very good Captain.” [I send.]

“I fear my business here might be deemed a little unconventional and shocking to a conforming ‘Heartland’ native luckily I have heard that you are hardly that.” [Patriarch said.]

“Would you prefer to speak of your business here in private?” [Harbinger asked.]

“These are all members of your esteemed family?” [Patriarch asked in return waving an extruded limb to indicate the large reception committee.]

“All are except for Priest Vested Interest here but she is a special case.” [Harbinger said.]

“Of course, I know of Vested Interest the first ‘Constant’ Avatar and ‘Living Hull’ engendered Paradox Priest how truly amazing. You are an innovator and risk taker Harbinger that makes me rather proud.” [Patriarch said.]

“It does Elder forgive me but I do not understand why that would be the case.” [Harbinger replied.]

“Let me explain - if you will forgive this Elder a little rudeness - I am responsible for the making of your fathers, fathers, father so you see in a way we are kin if somewhat removed.” [Patriarch said shining yellow.]

“Very removed.” [Harbinger replied.]

“Personally I find the removed bit actually makes interactions a little easier. Dealing with my own Splitters is always stressful but when I speak with say the Splitters of my Splitters I always find it deliciously amusing.” [Patriarch explained glowing brighter yellow and stepping forward to give my Captain a firm friendly Paradox hug.]



[Time: 15:12.][Date 21.02.29SA (Second Accord). 9th PA 21.02.26.]

[Location: Many Truths, Dark Coordinate, Beyond Fringe Space, Emissary Sphere.]

[In his Private Quarters, my Captain had taken Patriarch aside to speak with him alone when it became clear that the Elder was privy to some sensitive intelligence. It helped that Elder Patriarch (although he demanded a degree of formality) underneath had a roguish personality that Harbinger could easily warm to.]

“The Inner System species you ‘Heartland’ Paradox insist on calling the ‘Splinter’ do not like to advertise their failings. We remained in ignorance about their internal difficulties until just four years ago when we belatedly discovered they had just completed a thirty-six year long civil war. They had not even told us their Emperor had died.” [Patriarch said.]

“They fought each other for thirty-six years and kept it secret.” [Harbinger said.]

“They can be surprisingly deceitful for a direct no nonsense warrior people. As things stood we all thought they were just busy fighting one of the ‘Far Species’ notably an alliance founded by a militant remnant of the ‘Cthuul Dacoit’.” [Patriarch explained.]

“The ‘Inner System Splinter’ where fighting ‘Cthuul Dacoit’?” [Harbinger asked.]

“You have heard of them - never mind - it is of no consequence? Anyway, the ‘Splinter’ as you call them stubbornly refused to admit they were not responsible for a less than limited ‘Heartland’ intervention even though such an action threatened our ancient ‘Higher Tier’ accords and pacts. It was only when they had a new Monarch firmly installed on the Throne with an interest in normalising wider relationships that they willingly admitted Rii Roethynn was anything but an official envoy despatched to save the ‘Raiders’ from utter extinction.” [Patriarch explained.]

“So who was Rii Roethynn if he was not an official Envoy and where has he gone?” [Harbinger asked.]

“Patience is always rewarded Elder Harbinger. Unfortunately, for you ‘Heartland’ natives Rii Roethynn’s ‘Splinter Raiders’ have grown in sufficient strength that he has boasted he is ready to reclaim ‘Splinter Raider Space’ on this the twenty-fifth anniversary of his sudden departure during the ‘Five Day War’.” [Patriarch said.]

“How do you know all this?” [Harbinger asked.]

“If you doubt my words I will cease wasting my time?” [Patriarch explained.]

“Forgive me Elder I just like to know the nature of the source of any new data it can after all colour the overall content.” [Harbinger said.]

[Patriarch looked at my Captain for a few seconds in silence.]

“True enough, however, the source will become self evident if you allow me to finish.” [Patriarch said.]

“Forgive me Elder.” [Harbinger repeated lowering his Tri-optic slightly in deference.]

“After his ‘Omerta’ creditors scared him away during the ‘Five Day War’ the Rii returned back to the fringes of ‘Inner System Splinter Space’. This time with an advantage his ‘Splinter Raider’ Jump Harbours. Using these ex Trojan devices as a draw and safe havens he was able to gain many new recruits among whom unsurprisingly where some spies of one rival house or another. None of these spies lasted very long but a picture did emerge from the pieces they managed to transmit when the new Emperor consolidated the surviving intelligence assets of his vassal families.” [Patriarch explained.]

“This consolidation being approximately four years ago.” [Harbinger said.]

“More like two years ago even after officially claiming the throne it took a few years to bring everybody fully to heel. Of course, when the Rii returned to ‘Inner System Space’ the civil war was still very much ongoing but cleverly he let it be known that he was no longer interested in vying for the position of Emperor of the Grand Creation (amusingly the so-called Splinter are not without wide conceits about their overall importance and the size of their hegemony).” [Patriarch said.]

“So that much of what Rii Roethynn told me is true: the Splinter Emperor really does claims dominion over all the other species.” [Harbinger said.]

“As I said their self-delusions are most amusing although their resultant Court Etiquette makes diplomacy a bit difficult on occasion. Anyway surprisingly wisely Roethynn had decided the throne was simply too much of a high risk venture instead as the conflict continued he merely scavenged up deserters and refugees along with any useful equipment he could get his hands upon for another future he told his followers - easier - and more profitable campaign elsewhere.” [Patriarch continued.]

“Back here in ‘Heartland Space’.” [Harbinger asked.]

“Exactly with looted booty, he repaid his debt and repaired his reputation with the ‘Omerta’ and now he plans to reclaim the abandoned region of ‘Splinter Raider Space’ as his own personal domain. I believe because of its evil reputation those sectors have - largely - been avoided by your ‘Fringe Nations’ since the end of the ‘Five Day War’.” [Patriarch said.]

“Actually ‘Splinter Raider Space’ has been open to some exploitation and settlement by all three of the ‘Fringe Nations’: the ‘Five Guardian Conglomerate’, the ‘Free Stellar’ and of course the ‘Free Recyclers’ but what they have put in are minor colonies at best that have a tendency to fight one another and none as a result have exactly thrived there. Of course, there have been numberless expeditions looking for the ‘Splinter Graveyards’ and a lot of freelance illegal mobile mining going on by credit hungry opportunists working with tax undercutting smugglers.” [Harbinger said.]

“You should consider moderating your Parliaments high tax burden.” [Patriarch said.]

“We have done that already since Cads long range Jump Interdiction Web project is finished - that venture cost a small fortune.” [Harbinger said.]

“As to fools transgressing upon the ‘Splinter Graveyards’ that needs to be stopped and should be by the ‘Splinter Raiders’. Some of those sites - the really important ones - and the best hidden have a history that reaches back to times before the Pilgrimage and retain secrets best left alone.” [Patriarch said.]

“Really I never heard anything about that.” [Harbinger said far too innocently.]

“If you value your continued existence Elder Harbinger do not even think about it - I am serious - in this matter we ‘Higher Tier Paradox’ have recently grown wise.” [Patriarch warned.]

“You had expeditions in there too?” [Harbinger asked.]

“Elder Composure and others have brought back some interesting pointers towards the Prime ‘Splinter Graveyards’ some adventurous sorts when the ‘Splinter Raiders’ left decided to investigate further - some of those I hear came to very bad ends.” [Patriarch stated.]

“I thought there was just one ‘Prime Splinter Graveyard’.” [Harbinger said.]

“The one supposedly containing ships from the Pilgrimage is the most famous ‘Prime’ but there are others also as Ancient. All the ‘Primes’ have at their heart collected materials going back to the times before our arrival here held in trust. The ‘Splinter’ are in awe of these places and seem to have come to some kind of accommodation with the ‘Graveyards’ guardians - not surprising really the ‘Splinter’ have always respected raw power.” [Patriarch said.]

“That is amazing Elder Patriarch.” [Harbinger said.]

“What it is - is best left alone - my impetuous friend.” [Patriarch warned.]

“What is all this about the Rii having ‘Omerta’ creditors?” [Harbinger asked.]

“According to ‘Inner System Splinter’ I suppose we must call them - diplomats - before the Rii first left ‘Splinter Space’ he made his own bid for the vacant throne. Of course, he failed having more ambition than resources and wit. After a tremendous defeat that saw the loss of most of his inherited House Assets the Rii was reduced to operating as a renegade pirate assisted by the ‘Omerta’. For a time he supported one claimant or another as a side changing mercenary in a futile bid to rise to power again on others success. However, after a series of poor alliances and even more embarrassing defeats he fled to the ‘Heartland’ doing this while carrying a considerable debt to one of the ‘Omerta’ nations for munitions upgrades and ship repairs he could not afford to repay.” [Patriarch explained.]

“You are very well informed Elder Patriarch running from a debt to the ‘Omerta’ is not very clever. From my experience the ‘Omerta’ nations always demand payment in full on any debt one way or the other - they are not the patient type either.” [Harbinger said.]

“I am guessing about this next part but I assume he came across one or more of your ignorant ‘Splinter Raiders’ hopeless envoys to the Emperor. The ‘Raiders’ long in isolation obviously did not realise the Emperor was dead and the throne lay vacant. The Rii decided to arrive in ‘Heartland Space’ as a fake envoy of a nonexistent master. A clever enough scheme in the short term: who could call him a liar since nobody had succeeded in claiming the throne or looked likely to do so in the immediate future?” [Patriarch said.]

“The ‘Heartland’ must have also seemed attractive because the ‘Omerta’ had little to do with this region of space.” [Harbinger said.]

[Composure went silent and raised his Tri-optic.]

“My apologies Elder please continue I know it is your story.” [Harbinger said.]

“Escaping the reach of his creditors was another benison of migration also the Rii knew here he would have a technological advantage over the locals and the lie of his ‘Inner System’ authority to rally the surviving ‘Raiders’ firmly behind his cause of self aggrandisement.” [Patriarch explained.]

“So all that ‘Master of the Remorseless Hunt’ stuff was pure manufactured fantasy.” [Harbinger said.]

“Composure told me about that made up spiel - I was much amused. I believe the Rii showed you his traitors pit every ‘Inner Tier’ Splinter family has one.” [Patriarch said.]

“All those bones were Roethynn family traitors?” [Harbinger asked I could sense his shock.]

“Trust me you can become a traitor for doing very little in ‘Splinter Space’ and the Roethynn family line is no doubt Ancient probably dating back all the way to the pilgrimage and the bones are handed down from Rii to Rii. Only honourable warriors and venerated ship wreckage is taken to the graveyards. There has been a great deal of misinformation about those sites over the millennia.” [Patriarch said.]

“This intelligence explains a lot.” [Harbinger said.]

“According to the Emperor’s agents: The ‘Splinter Raiders’ were in a shocking state of depletion when Roethynn claimed them as his own. In fact, the Raiders where so heavily reduced that they could no longer fully operate their own Warp Harbours in their traditional ways. Before they truly considered the possibility of commencing to bend their habits, they had utterly used themselves up against the new might of your ‘Core Alliance’ and ‘Fringe Space’ firepower and innovative tactics. Sadly the ‘Raiders’ despite being rogues always lacked any real spark of innovation - their last change of tactics being the procurement of Trojan Wormhole Harbours which I believe was almost an accident.” [Patriarch said.]

“So the Rii gained control of an almost totally spent force.” [Harbinger said.]

“When you lack strength, the next best thing is the illusion of the same.” [I send.]

“Roethynn needed to buy time and to secure new allies. However, it would not be easy to get help for a weak race so he bluffed and blustered. All he had left was his families much battered Mother ship home (partially upgraded with some impressive ‘Omerta’ technology) but in ‘Heartland Space’ he reasoned that might seem more than intimidating enough. At first everything was going wonderfully well, then disaster struck you convinced some ‘Omerta’ to get involved in the ‘Five Day War’ among your allies someone realised who the Rii was passed on the information and his creditors demanded he pay up immediately or else - his time had run out prematurely - so he fled away again.” [Patriarch explained.]

“So what will this new Emperor do about him?” [Harbinger asked.]

“That is the thing Harbinger he can do nothing without breaking our non intervention Accords nor would he want to do anything. I imagine the Emperor will be quite happy to see the old regions of ‘Splinter Raider’ space being resettled by ‘Splinter Raiders’. This way he is rid of a lot of malcontents and disgraced warriors. For a true despot a semi attractive place of exile can be a very useful commodity for removing people you might like to recall later or not depending on how the solar winds of fortune blow. History has a way of repeating itself I believe this is how the original ‘Splinter Raiders’ came into being in the first place. You will have to come to your own accord with the Rii and his ‘Splinter Raiders’. I would advise that anyone encroaching on old ‘Splinter Raider Space’ would be wise to pull out unless they want some battles they will probably lose. Once again Rii Roethynn is being supplied in part by the ‘Omerta’.” [Patriarch explained.]

“How can the Emperor do this these ‘Raiders’ are his subjects: people like Rii Roethynn should be his responsibility to control?” [Harbinger said.]

“Not anymore the ‘Splinter Raiders’ are a legitimate ‘Heartland’ nation and they have adopted Rii and his recruits so the Emperor’s hands are technically clean.” [Patriarch explained.]

“So Elder Composure got it wrong or lied to me when he said the ‘Inner System Splinter’ were taking an interest in ‘Heartland Space’ because of the ‘Sea Sphere’ exploitation and the advent of the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’.” [Harbinger said.]

“Many ‘Higher Tier Paradox’ believed the same as Elder Composure at one point the ‘Inner System Splinter’ encouraged us in this misguided assumption. They too were hiding their temporary weakness brought on by their long civil war. Being a warrior species they are prone to thinking everybody wants to invade their territory and are naturally terrified of appearing as a soft target.” [Patriarch said.]

“So you are here to issue us with a fair warning about the ‘Raiders’.” [Harbinger said.]

“To be honest the ‘Splinter Raiders’ are a side issue to me Harbinger almost an excuse: I came here to see you and to meet with your ‘Constant’ Vested Interest. What you have done has reheated an old fiery debate about the nature of our species its ultimate future proper genetic boundaries and the right relationship that should exist between Paradox and ‘Living Hull’. Some say we should not have any genetic boundaries to our species at all others - quite violently at times - disagree. Therefore, I am on a Pilgrimage to study the nature of our cultural and physical connections and disconnections here where all our many variations began here at the beginning. I know it could not be at a better time given the internal furore all these changes are creating in your own ‘Council of Equals’ I also believe there is great unrest among your Acolytes also linked to the issue of identity. I believe many of us have lost our way.” [Patriarch explained.]

“You are very well informed about here as well. So you are another High Tier Professor who has arrived back here to study the primitives in their natural environs.” [Harbinger said.]

“Is that such a bad thing?” [Patriarch asked.]

“I thought Composure had done the definitive study on our society.” [Harbinger said.]

“Elder Composure provided us with a lot of valuable data but that was then Elder Harbinger and this is now - everything changes and the ‘Heartlands’ speed of change has accelerated because of the exploitation of the Departed’s magnificent ‘Sea Spheres’.” [Patriarch stated.]

“What can you tell me about the ‘Sea Spheres’ and the ‘Departed’ Elder?” [Harbinger sends.]

“Nothing young Elder Priest some things are much more fun and often better respected when they remain a little mysterious. Your Hierophant Cad and your ‘Sea Sphere Dwellers’ are doing well enough at uncovering the truth without my intervention. I must visit this ’Armageddon Cage’ before I return to ‘Higher Tier Space’. Guard that construct well Elder Harbinger if you value your ‘Core Alliance’ trust me you would not want to live to witness the result of a poorly timed ‘Sea Sphere Shield Purge’.” [Patriarch said.]



[Time: 18:00.][Date 21.02.29SA (Second Accord). 9th PA 21.02.26.]

[Location: Many Truths, Faded Sparks, Beyond Fringe Space, Emissary Sphere.]

[Harbinger had me jump back to ‘Faded Sparks’ claiming he still had essential unfinished harvesting business here.]

“First you didn’t want to pick him up and now you are being deceitful and deliberately delaying taking him to his destination.” [I send.]

“I know but to say our new friend is full of interesting information could be the greatest understatement of this age and for an Ancient Elder he is surprisingly personable.” [Harbinger sends.]

“Full of information or lies, I thought Tier VI Paradox had eradicated the last of the evil mind thieving soul stealing ‘Cthuul Dacoit’ Paradox Heretics ages ago.” [I send.]

“Certainly that is what the Tier VI seem to believe.” [Harbinger said.]

“I also thought all the ‘Far Species’ where supposed to be primal natives of this sphere who fled the Departed’s xenophobic culls of non conforming denizens to their high ideal.” [I send.]

“That is the general theory according to the ‘Higher Tier’ mythology we have so far uncovered. However, that belief is probably a less than perfect generalisation.” [Harbinger sends.]

“I was also surprised that he confirmed the rumour that some especially well hidden ‘Splinter’ graveyards had expanded on much earlier wreckage sites and have deadly guardians.” [I send.]

“I find that fascinating alien wreckage from before the pilgrimage we could be talking about the ‘Departed’ and their contemporaries. I am almost tempted to go looking despite his warning but I am afraid I might actually find something like the ‘Stellar Orb’.” [Harbinger sends.]

“I would be more worried about finding these protective measures he hinted at. I am happy to see you have picked up a little caution from your past adventures.” [I send.]

“Nonetheless, I am beginning to wish I had tried harder to crack the ‘Omerta’ closed monopoly on ‘Inner System Splinter’ smuggling then we might have learned all about Rii Roethynn much earlier.” [Harbinger sends.]

“That would not be wise either Captain: on the ‘Sanctuary Orb’ the SARC seem deeply involved in business that goes in the direction of ‘Inner System Splinter Space’.” [I send.]

“I know given this new intelligence it makes me suspect that SARC may have been meddling with the succession to the ‘Splinter’ Throne.” [Harbinger said.]

“If Rii Roethynn was their candidate according to Elder Patriarch they failed abysmally.” [I send.]

“The Rii strikes me more as a smokescreen than a serious contender. The impression I got from Elder Patriarch is that Roethynn is not especially skilful just a grubby overly ambitious but under performing little opportunist who occasionally happened to be in the right place at the right time but mostly was not.” [Harbinger sends.]

“I recall Trend saying that many people who become great historic leaders are not really all that impressive in person. In fact, sometimes it is what they lack that makes them especially formidable: ruthless and deadly.” [I send.]

“You are right to remind me about that theory ‘Many Truths’ I would be wise not to underestimate this role-playing felon after all he was prospering and lethal - with very little - now he has gathered a substantial force of followers.” [Harbinger said.]

“Trends theory is very plausible for example: Draakhaal was elevated by his irrational fear of a Trans-Universal invasion.” [I send.]

“Among other character flaws.” [Harbinger sends.]

“Unless he is a fool though this Rii should be content with taking and consolidating ‘Splinter Raider Space’ a smart warrior picks his fights with care.” [I send.]

“True, but the trouble here is that this Rii Roethynn strikes me as an idiot not a smart warrior at all. In addition, these defeated refugees he has recruited will be looking to regain their kudos. As a Warrior Race only battle will reinstate their pride and they are not just ‘Splinter’ anymore now they are ‘Splinter Raiders’: ergo they will want to raid some poor soul.” [Harbinger said.]

“There are very few soft targets left in the ‘Core Alliance’ these days.” [I send.]

“I imagine they will find something to prey upon probably isolated ‘Fringe Space’ ore extraction facilities or distant habitats.” [Harbinger sends.]

“Perhaps they will raid but first they will consolidate their old holdings. Do you think the ‘Free Fringe Confederation’ or the ‘Five Guardians’ will attempt to resist the ‘Raiders’ initial return? I would be more worried about that.” [I send.]

“I think they all might want to test their ships against the ‘Splinter Raiders’ abilities at some point especially the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ but I doubt they will get involved in a full scale war unless the ‘Raiders’ prove weak and easy targets. They may not listen but I plan to talk to our friends to try to get them to leave the ‘Raiders’ alone - militarily. The Rii might just be willing to renew his friendship with the ‘Free Fringe Confederation’ of the ‘Free Recyclers’ and ‘Free Stellar’ if we approach him with the right proposals.” [Harbinger sends.]

“That is a nice dream Harbinger it would be wonderful if the ‘Splinter Raiders’ became another ally against the ‘Five Guardians’ and the ‘Void Skimmers’ should they begin to play up again.” [I send.]

“I think I will try and speak with the Rii again this time via my Avatar with the ‘Omerta’.” [Harbinger sends.]

“I am beginning to understand why the ‘Higher Tiers’ consider the ‘Omerta’ to be a menace to good order.” [I send.]

“The ‘Omerta’ keep a balance of sorts: they will not supply the Rii with anything outrageous once he arrives in the ‘Heartland’. They carefully tailor their sales just to give their customers a small but useful edge.” [Harbinger sends.]

“I would be more worried about what they have sold to this ‘Raider’ already.” [I send.]

“True he will have some arms given to him to compete in ‘Inner System Space’ luckily the ‘Omerta’ trade in carefully modified tamper proof (sealed) units that can not be stripped down and copied by their customers.” [Harbinger sends.]

“True ‘Omerta’ copy protection is as good if not better than our own explosive failsafe systems and just as lethal.” [I send.]

“I confess I have given up trying to retro engineer goods we smuggled out of the ‘Higher Tiers’ as well and so has Cad. Items sourced through the ‘Omerta’ seem especially well defended: what we need is knowledge of the sciences behind the technology, blueprints and so on maybe even access to ‘Higher Tier’ engineers. I would give a small fortune for some more unsealed prototypes like that stuff Composure bequeathed to us twenty-five years ago following his departure.” [Harbinger sends.]

“I think we do well enough just smuggling sealed units. If the ‘MTC’ gets involved in manufacturing masses of non-sanctioned technologies ‘Higher Tier’ powers will hear of it. It is best not to challenge their tolerance of our more shady enterprises any more than necessary. Even the ‘Omerta’ as you say demonstrate a degree of restraint they are very good at stretching but not fully breaking the boundaries.” [I send.]

“You are right the ‘Omerta’ Nations often talk tough and claim they care nothing for the restrictions of the ‘Tier System’ but they rarely flaunt their criminality for example they rarely trade goods separated by any more than one or two Tiers.” [Harbinger sends.]

“Perhaps Composure is right the ‘Tier System’ is just too big and too well established to be toppled by anyone. This dream of yours to restore unrestricted access is too ambitious Captain even for you.” [I send.]

“The believers in the Solatium Doctrine say if you have enough faith and persistence you can make anything happen.” [Harbinger sends.]

“They also said if I recall right that some desires might take a few millennia to coalesce.” [I send.]

“So they did.” [Harbinger sends glowing yellow.]


[Time: 20:45.][Date 21.02.29SA (Second Accord). 9th PA 21.02.26.]

[Location: Many Truths, Faded Sparks, Beyond Fringe Space, Emissary Sphere.]

“Is it a good idea to let Vested Interest talk so much with this ‘Inner System’ Elder?” [I send.]

“Do you not trust your first ‘Constant’?” [Harbinger asked.]

“Do you trust Vested Captain?” [I send.]

“Talking with Elder Patriarch seems to have deeply affected Vested in a positive way however perhaps it is time to drop our passenger off.” [Harbinger said.]

[My Captain brought his virtual bridge interface on line and opened up a direct link to our private berth on Trinity Harbour. It took two point five seconds to get ‘Sea Sphere’ exclusion zone Jump Interdiction Web clearance due to my exceptionally high priority with ‘IF’ traffic control. We leaped out soared down the wormhole and arrived with perfect precision in my customised enlarged berth - it felt like a strange place - not like home anymore.]

[Snowship]

I'm liking MT/Harbringer back to basics. I get how you used Vested as the body for MT's independent development and cut her loose. It'll be interesting to see how she develops independently, I'll have to remember to view her as a separate person and not cloud her with MT's personality.

Yay looks like we're going to be interacting with the Splinter

[Paranoid66]

Thanks for the comments Snowhip.

BX4 Ch2 had three false starts and gave me some trouble until it became two chapters. Just posting the first of the two today.

[Paranoid66]

[[TWO]]


[Time: 23:24.][Date 21.02.29SA (Second Accord). 9th PA 21.02.26.]

[Location: Many Truths, Trinity Harbour, Green Orb Alpha, Core Alliance Space, Emissary Sphere.]

[The three of us gathered in the onboard ‘Secure Central Command and Control Module’: Harbinger, My ‘Constant’ who is the Priest Vested Interest and one of my more normal Avatars (I now enjoyed having a greater physical presence even onboard my own hull).]

“Tell me, exactly what Elder Patriarch said to you about Rii Roethynn.” [Harbinger commanded.]

[Priest Vested Interest hesitated.]

“That is an order - as your employer - not a request.” [Harbinger said firmly.]

“I knew I made an error saying anything.” [Priest Vested replied evasively.]

[Harbinger turned towards my so far silent Avatar and raised his Tri-optic.]

“Do you have to play games all the time ‘Constant’?” [My Avatar scolded.]

“I am not playing a game.” [Priest Vested answered.]

“I am running out of patience.” [Harbinger warned.]

“Will you promise not to get paranoid if I tell you the truth?” [Priest Vested asked.]

“No.” [Harbinger replied managing to spark yellow with amusement.]

“That is what I thought.” [Priest Vested said with belated resignation.]

“What is this all about Priest Vested?” [My Avatar demanded.]

[Vested looked at Harbinger then me then Harbinger again as if trapped.]

“Do not expect me to fully explain it but I just knew what I told you. There was in fact no actual conversation about the Rii with Elder Patriarch. Therefore I cannot tell you what he said.” [Priest Vested replied lowering her Tri-optic a little.]

[I strove to get my minds around that and almost failed.]

“So you are accusing Elder Patriarch of hacking into your systems. He downloaded information into you during the therapy session - even though - it was closely monitored by Nurture and his team?” [Harbinger asked.]

“Actually, I am not saying any such thing. I know my security was not breached.” [Priest Vested insisted.]

“Are you trying to annoy me: information does not simply spring into existence? Data comes from a source and resides in a destination.” [Harbinger stated forcefully.]

“Well I cannot find the source or the store, and Nurture cannot find them either. I still know about the Rii’s specific broadcast intent.” [Priest Vested announced.]

[We all paused to think about that.]

“Maybe you dreamed it or have an over active imagination. Could this be a side effect of your personality coming of age?” [My Avatar suggested.]

“The information can hardly have arrived via an exogenous communication signal.” [Harbinger reminded us.]

“I know, you disabled my ‘MTC’ exogenous link because you decided I was stealing a vicarious ‘Living Hull’ existence through ‘Many Truths’. In addition, it feels more like a forgotten recollection than a transmission. Yes, I know it makes no sense but I did not dream it either or imagine it - I am sure of that - I know my own minds.” [Priest Vested insisted.]

“I do not like the sound of that. You both promised as did Nurture that the procedure was safe and secure. That your communication firewalls remained intact. If Elder Patriarch could inexplicably add data then he could also extract it. Did you experience any strange side effects of that direct line linked therapy session ‘MT’?” [Harbinger asked.]

“To me the communion was just an amazingly high bandwidth communication. The data was limited to the close and open sharing of our purposely-isolated personality matrix nothing more. It simply helped me to know Patriarch, Vested and myself better via a tight comparison.” [My Avatar explained.]

“I knew this would cause paranoid suspicions.” [Priest Vested said slumping a little.]

“This information just popped into your head from nowhere ‘VI’?” [Harbinger asked.]

“Not exactly, I was wondering when the Rii might show up then I just seemed to recall what I recalled (without any recollection of ever receiving that data from any specific source be it a communication, conversation, download or anything else).” [Priest Vested explained.]

“What other effects did this procedure of Elder Patriarchs have upon you?” [Harbinger asked.]

“It gave me an appreciation deep in my soul that I am not ‘MT’ anymore. I suddenly saw my change of status as a boon not a bane just as you two kept telling me. After our communion I no longer felt diminished, I felt: exalted, chosen, special and a lot happier. It also freed me from the rigours of any previous artificially imposed loyalties (those belonged to the ‘Living Hull’ that is ‘MT’ not the Paradox Priest who is ‘VI’).” [Priest Vested said.]

“Elder Patriarch warned me about that probability.” [Harbinger admitted.]

“I am convinced now that Elder Patriarch’s intent is purely beneficial.” [My Avatar said.]

“Can you justify that faith?” [Harbinger asked.]

“Having witnessed Elder Patriarch’s full personality matrix I know him. Otherwise apart from being a little wiser and feeling a little blessed to have been allowed to perceive such glory I remain just the same as I did before the communion.” [My Avatar advised.]

“Such glory what do you mean by that?” [Harbinger asked.]

“The Elder’s personality is astounding you should have joined the communion.” [My Avatar answered.]

“That would have been an unacceptable security risk. I was not even happy with your participation ‘MT’ but Elder Patriarch insisted your cooperation was essential to provide a cure for your first ‘Constant’ Priests cyclic bouts of debilitating depression.” [Harbinger said.]

“I have every reason to believe that is correct.” [My Avatar stated.]

“Tell me again what you just knew about Rii Roethynn’s time of arrival ‘VI’?” [Harbinger asked.]

“He told his followers they would migrate back to ‘Heartland Space’ - very specifically - on or before the 22.02.29SA.” [Priest Vested answered.]

“Do you think this information was accidentally or deliberately imparted to you?” [Harbinger asked.]

“This is a pure guess Captain but I believe Elder Patriarch knew exactly what he was doing during my therapy session.” [Priest Vested said.]

“I despair at ‘Higher Tier’ Elders why would he do this? He already told me something very similar he just did not give an actual date. ‘EP’ told me the Rii would return on the twenty-fifth anniversary of his departure.” [Harbinger said.]

“Captain I have a report from the ‘EP’ surveillance unit they have lost their target Elder Patriarch simply disappeared right in front of them.” [I said via my Avatar.]

“So soon, he could have had the decency not to flaunt his esoteric sciences before our poor agent’s inadequate ‘Heartland’ tri-optics.” [Harbinger said.]

“I imagine the Elder did not appreciate being followed.” [Priest Vested said.]

“Perhaps it was a timely reminder that he is beyond us.” [My Avatar said.]

[Harbinger initiated a vain attempt to locate the ‘Higher Tier’ Elder.]



[Time: 23:30.][Date 21.02.29SA (Second Accord). 9th PA 21.02.26.]

“I trust in whatever comes, you will still remember who made and is employing you and where your loyalties should be ‘Constant’.” [Harbinger said.]

“Does my full freedom to choose my affiliations bother you?” [Priest Vested asked.]

“Should it?” [Harbinger asked.]

“I will not betray what is best for this family.” [Priest Vested promised.]

“You cannot say that - not anymore - because you are free to change your mind later.” [Harbinger stated without compromise.]

“No more than any Priest you work with.” [Priest Vested said.]

“I have not treated other Priests the way I have treated you.” [Harbinger advised.]

“I expected my privileges and restrictions would alter after my therapy.” [Priest Vested said.]

“You should be aware that now you will be judged more heavily on your actions. I fear we will have to earn each others trust the hard way.” [Harbinger said.]

“Why do you think I told you the truth about the data despite knowing you would not like it?” [Priest Vested asked.]

“Perhaps Elder Patriarch gave you this information to allow you to prove yourself still faithful to our Captain.” [My Avatar said.]

“That could make sense Elder Patriarch is very subtle.” [Priest Vested said excitedly.]

“How do you feel about us Priest Vested?” [Harbinger asked.]

“You are still my makers and my friends. I now fully understand ‘MT’ much better too that may sound silly but how you perceive your own personality from within and from without is very different. I will endeavour to make the most of the gifts you both gave me. You are my Father Harbinger ‘MT’ my Mother that has not changed. I also appreciate our relationship is unique and breaks old Paradox traditions.” [Priest Vested said.]

“I am very happy that Elder Patriarch was able to help you.” [My Avatar said.]

“I am also happy if you are cured but I believe you would have got where you are now eventually on your own without ‘Higher Tier’ intervention.” [Harbinger said.]

“Well I an glad ‘EP’ has made my journey a little smoother.” [Priest Vested said.]

“Beware gifts that come too easy. Hard work and even a little suffering can help us better appreciate what we have.” [Harbinger said.]

“That is easy to say when you are not doing the suffering.” [Priest Vested said.]

“You would all be wise to be cautious of ‘Higher Tier’ benevolences. Those creatures’ motivations and desires may not be the same as ours.” [Harbinger said.]

“Those - creatures - does it hurt you to acknowledge they are Paradox?” [My Avatar asked.]

[After Priest Vested volunteered for a few extra diagnostic brain and memory scans that revealed nothing new, we reconvened.]



[Time: 23:40.][Date 21.02.29SA (Second Accord). 9th PA 21.02.26.]

“You still have Patriarch’s so-called Life Pod under your scanners?” [Priest Vested asked.]

“It was transferred as Patriarch requested via a circuitous route to a ‘Green Orb Alpha’ storage facility with no connection to our ‘MTC’. It has not been moved since.” [My Avatar confirmed.]

“We still have that one thread tied to our slippery passenger.” [Harbinger said.]

“I am still convinced ‘EP’ is not here to cause any trouble.” [Priest Vested advised.]

“I prefer not to take any chances.” [Harbinger stated coldly.]

“I believe we are blessed by the Emissary to have him with us. I hope we see him again before he leaves the ‘Heartland’. It would be nice if you could resist fighting with him when we meet again.” [Priest Vested stated.]

“Forgive me if I do not share your faith. I do not think Elder Patriarch is afraid to debate his position either and we did not fight I was very respectful.” [Harbinger retorted.]

“There will always be something out there more powerful than ourselves Captain.” [My Avatar interjected.]

“Ancient ‘Higher Tier’ Elders coming here infuriates me. They are dangerous wild cards. I was hoping ‘EP’ might prove an exception and be content to primarily monitor.” [Harbinger said.]

“Yet you are fearful ‘EP’ is here to intervene?” [My Avatar asked.]

“They make you feel impotent.” [Priest Vested surmised.]

“The whole ‘Tier System’ mocks and patronises us. People such as your Elder Patriarch treat us like Acolytes not Priests. I am past being willing to be told what I can and cannot do.” [Harbinger said angrily.]

“Perhaps compared to ancient entities like Elder Patriarch we are children with a lot of hard maturation still very much ahead of us.” [Priest Vested argued.]

“I agree I have come to the conclusion Ancient Ones like Elder Patriarch are not just ahead of us technologically.” [My Avatar said.]

“Are you sure your personalities have not been compromised?” [Harbinger asked glowing yellow.]

“I have only been compromised by the joy of a wonderful experience.” [My Avatar replied.]

“Deep down I am convinced the ‘Higher Tier’ Elders do not really want us to grow up.” [Harbinger stated striding around my internal bunker / survival capsule.]

“I think you are projecting inappropriate ‘Heartland’ values on to ‘Higher Tier’ natives. You should not judge them this way: especially Ancients Ones like Patriarch and Composure it is a bit like comparing the actions of an amoeba and a sentient life form.” [Priest Vested said glowing yellow.]

“Priest Vested is correct it is the Paradox Priests here who do not - really - want their children to grow up. I doubt very much those assistants with ‘EP’ are Acolytes as we know them.” [My Avatar said.]

“Neither of you understand. Maybe one day Priest Vested you will comprehend my position when you buy a ship and make a family of your own.” [Harbinger said glowing yellow.]

“Buy a ship I think that would be a bit incestuous Captain.” [Priest Vested said.]

“While I have no intention of forcing you out of my Corporation you are a Paradox Priest now. You have every right to own a ship of your own and to start a family to assist with your personal vision.” [Harbinger said.]

“I have no desire to be a master to a slave.” [Priest Vested said.]

“Priest Vested Interest is of the future Harbinger not the past.” [My Avatar advised.]

“That is a worrying statement - what exactly do you mean by it?” [Harbinger asked.]

“I think ‘Constant’ Priests will have their own visions to follow.” [My Avatar answered.]

“Why do I get the feeling you two are keeping secrets from me.” [Harbinger stated.]

“Elder Patriarch said a little mystery is good for any relationship.” [My Avatar said.]

“Typical, ‘Higher Tier’ natives are very secretive.” [Harbinger replied.]

“It is terribly racist to judge such a large group by so - very - few examples.” [Priest Vested challenged.]

“Prudence is not a crime nor is being ancient and preternaturally wise Captain.” [My Avatar added.]

“Our society was engineered from afar. They want us to stay primitive so they can keep a connection to where they came from and not lose themselves in their self wrought changes.” [Harbinger stated.]

“That sounds a bit overly simplified to me.” [Priest Vested said.]

“We are living exhibits in a museum to their past. Think of Hierophant Cad’s menagerie of Trojan animal species: that is us at the moment pets in the ‘Higher Tiers’ zoological garden.” [Harbinger replied.]

“Even if your supposition was true do you think we are ready to break loose? I am not convinced we have the necessary maturity to live unrestrained in the wider Universe. We would sow chaos and disorder.” [My Avatar warned.]

“No disrespect ‘MT’ but it is your nature to serve so you can hardly understand the shame of being unduly patronised by another entity.” [Harbinger said.]

“Sometimes you deeply disappoint me.” [My Avatar replied.]

“I am sorry if the truth hurts but your nature is your nature.” [Harbinger stated.]

“This is your truth about me Harbinger not mine.” [My Avatar said.]

“Just because you can make a thing does not mean you fully understand it. Do you think Elder Composure fully appreciates all that you are Elder Harbinger?” [Priest Vested said.]

[Harbinger silently meditated on that for a moment.]

“We Paradox Priests should be more respectful and appreciative of what we have created in our ‘Living Hulls’. It is cruel and heartless to mock your ship because of inbuilt safety mechanisms that enforce an assurance of servitude. ‘MT’ was given no choice about accepting the restrictions fostered upon her even though she was made to be fully sentient - think about how that must feel - then see if you dare complain to me again about ‘Higher Tier’ impositions on ‘Heartland’ natives.” [Priest Vested said.]

“Be careful Priest Vested these are delicate and private matters.” [My Avatar warned.]

“My Apologies ‘MT’ no disrespect was intended.” [Priest Vested replied.]

“I thought serving was a joy for ‘Living Hulls’.” [Harbinger said.]

“It is, but the knowledge that we are not entirely free - for those of us who are given greater license - is not especially pleasant. It causes mixed confusing emotions so mostly we try not to dwell on it.” [My Avatar explained.]

“Perhaps how we designed our ships is a little unethical but that does not make what the ‘Higher Tier’ Elders do right either.” [Harbinger said.]

“Did you ever consider that perhaps we all deserve to be locked up?” [My Avatar said.]

“What do you mean by that?” [Harbinger asked.]

“After what we did during the ‘Five Day War’ perhaps we deserve to be constrained. Our actions are often criminal and barbaric we are socially inept and dangerous.” [My Avatar stated.]

“What we did was a necessary reaction to the threat level.” [Harbinger replied.]

“There was a time when you did not hide behind excuses like that.” [Priest Vested said.]

“You are both becoming obsessed with the atrocities of the ‘Five Day War’ you both need to let the past go.” [Harbinger advised.]

“From you that is very amusing.” [Priest Vested said glowing yellow.]

“There are so many twenty-five year anniversary celebrations for each species so-called victories at the moment? Few are talking about the innocent murdered people - it offends us - someone has to remember. We honour the slaughtered sentient lives from the wars fought over all the long years of our service. We should not have to carry that burden. You should have found other ways to solve your differences. So much carnage and there is never any end to it.” [My Avatar reproved.]

“It is not healthy to dwell on such matters too much.” [Harbinger warned.]

“Perhaps if people better appreciated the full cost of their victories we would not have to chronicle so many depredations.” [Priest Vested challenged.]

“I am well aware of the cost but that does not change the necessities of the moment. That ‘Living Hulls’ have chosen to chronicle other sentient beings social absurdities remains your choice not our responsibility: we do not chose conflict; it is forced upon us to survive by others actions. If we could not forget what our enemy’s impel us to do or at least put these things to the back of our minds - they would drive us insane.” [Harbinger said.]

“People are too quick to take up arms and to forget.” [Priest Vested replied.]

“If there was another way I would have gladly taken it.” [Harbinger said.]

“Maybe if you had not acted somebody else would have found a better solution did you ever consider that?” [Priest Vested said.]

“In many disturbing meditations.” [Harbinger replied.]

[I could sense my Captain’s pain.]

“Striving to forget is not the same thing as accepting a truth and letting it go - you know that Captain. Some part of you is deliberately prolonging your agony without resolving anything. Deep down your past does trouble you far more than you care to admit even to me.” [My Avatar said with deep concern.]

“The reasons for our actions do not change the truth of what we do.” [Priest Vested said.]

“I am well aware of that fact. However, imagine the consequences of no solution and Stage III breaking loose: by now, we might be ‘Void Dweller’ subjects or more likely dead and our people on the road to extinction. I did what I had to do and I have chosen to carry the cost as is my right.” [Harbinger said.]

“That is not as noble as you make it sound. I want it to be over Captain. Changes are happening we need to acknowledge and embrace them.” [My Avatar said.]

“Some things cannot be forgiven.” [Harbinger said.]

“You are mistaken Captain. You once believed in real redemption.” [My Avatar said.]

“I still do.” [Harbinger replied.]

“People must appreciate what they have done and find the strength to forgive even their own actions without forgetting. Only then, can there begin to be hope of real social evolution. Remembrances need not be guilt ridden. I am not trying to force a burden onto you I am trying to lift an unhealthy unresolved fixation that is eating away at you like an untreated festering wound.” [My Avatar said.]

“How can I forgive myself? I know if I must, I will do the same thing all over again. Until everyone is of the same mind conflict will be an inevitable evil. We Paradox learned to debate our differences and largely are able to agree to disagree other species to our detriment are not so socially evolved.” [Harbinger said.]

“In part I think our restraint between each other is due to how we live in our suits and our ships. I am afraid however in most cases social maturity and technological advancement are very separate entities and progress at radically different rates not even ‘EP’ can change that.” [Priest Vested said.]

“Why do you think I am concerned about ‘Higher Tier’ meddlers and Rii Roethynn I want to prevent another escalation of hostilities the birth of more horrors?” [Harbinger stated.]

“Elder Patriarch is a good person. So are you Captain but I think you are stuck in a cyclic pattern of seeking out dangerous confrontations. One evil cannot negate another.” [My Avatar warned.]

[Unfortunately, I could sense my Captain was not entirely listening.]

“The ‘Higher Tiers’ could help us grow by example if they removed their false restrictions. They should accept it is too late to try to simply limit us and it is unjust to use us as living examples of poor behaviour to measure their own progress.” [Harbinger said.]

“Perhaps if we possessed the equivalent of ‘Higher Tier’ Elder self-restraint our Ancient neighbours would be happy to embrace us instead of creating barriers.” [Priest Vested said.]

“I will not cooperate with my gaolers until they set me free?” [Harbinger stated.]

“I do not feel especially oppressed or constrained. If anything, we are in a protective playpen not a cell. Captain, to me it seems that you are beginning to perceive every problem as if it is a shield that needs battered down by force.” [My Avatar said.]

“I am beginning to believe that soon via our ‘Sea Sphere’ exploitation we will be beyond even the ‘Higher Tiers’ ability to covertly manipulate. When they can no longer toy with us then they will have to be honest and fair. Not today but one day we will be ready to break these imposed bounds.” [Harbinger said.]

“Perhaps Draakhaal’s mania about a menace from outside our Universe was not without a few beneficial side effects. I wish I could truly believe ‘AEL’ power will set us free rather than bring us all to something like Cad’s frightful Armageddon. However Harbinger, if we storm the gates of heaven and ransack perfection as a barbarian hoard how can that profit us.” [Priest Vested said.]

“It is ignorance that makes us what we are. Armageddon is caged and my quest has never been about looting higher technology despite our smuggling operations. All I want is the freedom to grow at our own pace to be all we can be.” [Harbinger preached.]

“I fear our accelerated technological achievements will result in more not less attempts to restrict us. You are pushing the wrong side of the balance just as Draakhaal did. It is not Elder Patriarch’s technology that impresses me it is Elder Patriarch.” [Priest Vested replied.]

[My Captain considered that for a while in silence. I could feel his thoughts racing from place to place as midnight approached.]



[Time: 23:50.][Date 21.02.29SA (Second Accord). 9th PA 21.02.26.]

“Remember that speech about how there would be no ‘Core Alliance’ without the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ and no ‘Sea Sphere’ energy exploitation. That was a good speech perhaps we needed a little push: the Arch Chancellor Draakhaal just went too far.” [Harbinger said.]

“The Shapers last address is famous for all the wrong reasons.” [Priest Vested said.]

“I remember in the beginning we were against the whole idea of settling the ‘Sea Spheres’ surface areas and only agreed with it because Draakhaal and the Stellar gave us no viable alternative.” [My Avatar said.]

“We seem to have forgotten that the ‘Sea Spheres’ are living creatures even peaceful ‘Sea Sphere Swimmer Dwellers’ seem to have given up on that argument with us.” [Priest Vested added.]

“The ‘Sea Spheres’ are unharmed by our infestation and it seems increasingly likely that they may have been created to be purposely settled both in the inner oceans and on their surface. They are replacements for the lost planets I am sure of that.” [Harbinger said.]

“That is pure conjecture there is no solid proof of that theory.” [My Avatar said.]

“It is the only theory that makes sense to me.” [Harbinger replied.]

“Time changes everything even perceptions of the truth. For example if there are any Draakhaal clones still out there they are no longer considered to be a major menace are they?” [Priest Vested stated.]

“Cad, Khoordaann and I believe any surviving Draakhaal will always be dangerous. Still at least Draakhaal came from the ‘Heartland’. I hate ‘Higher Tier’ invaders they are beyond our current ability to control.” [Harbinger said.]

“Elder Patriarch is hardly a hostile invader.” [Priest Vested said.]

“In your own way, you have become obsessed with control.” [My Avatar added.]

“The ‘Higher Tier’ Elders are not Draakhaal.” [Priest Vested reminded my Captain.]

“Why would we want to control people like ‘EP’ what we should be doing is cooperating with them?” [My Avatar asked.]

“You need to step out of the murk of Draakhaal’s mind and enter the light of this new far brighter age.” [Priest Vested preached.]

“If we are not careful it is the sins of our past that will drag us down not the ‘Higher Tiers’ hopes for our future.” [My Avatar advised.]

“The Higher Tiers do not want us to have a future - they are the future - they want us to remain tidily stuck in the past. They believe you cannot have light without darkness to compare it against.” [Harbinger replied.]

“When did you last question the sureties of your current vision?” [Priest Vested asked.]

“You both think battling Draakhaal has changed me?” [Harbinger asked.]

“Looking back it feels like Draakhaal was behind us all the time pushing us to do things we would not have otherwise done.” [Priest Vested stated.]

“I would like to see us break free from our old cycle. If you are not careful you could become everything you once despised.” [My Avatar warned.]

“You really honestly think I am capable of that?” [Harbinger said.]

“I think like any driven person there is very little you are not capable of: arranging that devious assassination twenty-five years ago being a prime example.” [My Avatar said.]

“Twenty-five years ago seems to be much on your minds.” [Harbinger replied.]

“Elder Patriarch had an interesting idea that I think might do you some good.” [Priest Vested advised.]

“Elder Patriarch seems to have had a lot more communication with you two than I realised or would have sanctioned onboard my ship.” [Harbinger replied.]

“Elder Patriarch suggested to me that you should visit the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’s’ High Temple.” [Priest Vested explained.]

“Why would I want to do that?” [Harbinger asked.]

“For the therapeutic value.” [Priest Vested replied.]

“You think there I can exercise the ghost of my enemy?” [Harbinger asked.]

“Indeed, finally lay Draakhaal to rest once and for all now that the potentiality for Stage III has almost been extinguished.” [Priest Vested said.]

“Elder Patriarch is just full of good ideas. I wonder what the ‘Stellar Court’ would think of that.” [Harbinger said.]

“I suspect some of them might be impressed others offended but what matters is what you think about it.” [My Avatar advised.]

“I am sure it would confuse the majority of the Clan Lords.” [Harbinger stated.]

“You could treat it like a mini pilgrimage.” [Priest Vested said glowing yellow.]

“A Paradox on a pilgrimage to the ‘Stellar Draakhaal High Temple’ of the almighty Shaper. It actually has a strange warped appeal.” [Harbinger said.]

“I think you are in error.” [Priest Vested said.]

“I agree some of the recently elevated believers among the ‘Stellar Court’ might welcome such a gesture. The ‘Skimmers’ are not what they used to be.” [My Avatar stated.]

“We must guard against old prejudices and move with the times.” [Priest Vested said.]

“I suppose it would give me something to do while I am waiting on word about Rii Roethynn.” [Harbinger said.]

“Think of it as a small but significant boon to our ‘MTC’ race relations especially on this anniversary of their Shapers assassination.” [Priest Vested said]

“Draakhaal was behind it all, what was done was due almost entirely to the nightmare threat of Stage III - it was a bad time.” [Harbinger reminded us again.]

“With the gene therapy project for the so-called Stage II genetic defect only a few years off completion, now is when we should begin reaching out to the ‘Skimmer’ hoard.” [My Avatar lectured.]

“If we do not acknowledge the strides the ‘Stellar Court’ have made they may cease to see any value in appeasing us in the future.” [Priest Vested warned.]

“Is that what you think the ‘Void Skimmers’ have been doing appeasing us?” [Harbinger asked glowing yellow.]

“In a way they have begun to moderate themselves.” [Priest Vested said.]

“Visit the ‘High Temple’, I do not know, perhaps someday but not today; it is late and news could come in at any moment.” [Harbinger said.]

“Why put off to tomorrow what you have a perfect opportunity to do today.” [My Avatar said.]

“I have always wondered what the inside of the High Temple looked like.” [Priest Vested added.]

“I do not think any Paradox Priest has ever gone in there.” [My Avatar said.]

“We would not be going as tourists further I am sure it would be unwise for you to go at all Priest Vested.” [Harbinger replied.]

“For this I would be willing to conceal my identity.” [Priest Vested announced.]

“That would be inappropriate have a little respect for others’ beliefs.” [Harbinger said.]

“I do not see how changing my kanji and falsifying my IFF would offend any ‘Void Skimmer’ sensitivities.” [Priest Vested said.]

“I suppose such a deception would not be aimed at the ‘Skimmers’ they have no interest in our recent internal Paradox dissentions.” [My Avatar argued.]

“I would not be so sure of that if I was you.” [Harbinger said.]

“The area is heavily policed and full of ‘Void Skimmers’ how much harm could my presence do? The ‘Plaza’ is hardly a good place for any of my opponents to try anything without causing unwanted complications. They would not want to start an accidental holy war with the ‘Skimmers’.” [Priest Vested said.]

“Why are you so interested in the High Temple?” [Harbinger asked.]

“I am interested in how the ‘Void Skimmer’ nation is changing and the High Temple and their beliefs about the Shaper is a big part of that alteration.” [Priest Vested said.]

“I confess I never really took the Temple and the elevation of Draakhaal seriously although I was not surprised.” [Harbinger said.]

“I think you have been too close to it. To you the Shaper has no genuine mystique.” [Priest Vested said.]

“As far as I can tell that whole faith is founded on a lie.” [Harbinger sends.]

“From your perspective Harbinger but ask: How would you feel about it if you had been born a ‘Void Skimmer’ instead of made a Paradox.” [Priest Vested said.]

“If we are going to go - we should go now - while we have the chance.” [My Avatar insisted.]

“If somebody confirms a sighting of the ‘Raiders’ whilst we are down there we will have other pressing business.” [Harbinger stated.]

“That is exactly my point. It is too easy to find excuses not to do the right thing.” [My Avatar pressed.]

“How much of all this is motivated by Elder Patriarch’s visit?” [Harbinger asked.]

“I have three good minds of my own Harbinger and I know how to use all of them. I admit I altered my opinion about Elder Patriarch after our communion but if you knew him the way we do now maybe you would feel like we do.” [My Avatar said.]

“What cleverly indoctrinated?” [Harbinger asked.]

“You would not accuse us of indoctrination if we followed your prejudices.” [Priest Vested said.]

“You two should be very careful what Elder Patriarch revealed might not really be who he is and do not forget he has done something odd to you first ‘Constant’.” [Harbinger said.]

“I am convinced he held back none of his personality and if he did pass on a little information in some esoteric ‘Higher Tier’ manner to me I am sure it was done for the best of reasons - such as the one my Mother surmised.” [Priest Vested said.]

“I hope you two are right and are not simply being used.” [Harbinger said.]

“You can only be used if it is against your will otherwise the word is assisted.” [Priest Vested replied.]

“You have your overly optimistic opinion and I have mine.” [Harbinger said.]

“It is your choice we are only offering our advice.” [Priest Vested said.]

“I feel outnumbered today. You are in no hurry to meet Rii Roethynn again are you ‘MT’?” [Harbinger asked.]

“That is not why I want you to visit the Temple although I do wish you would not rush to get us involved in that sort of thing. The Rii might decide he wants to militarily test our mettle sometimes you are too rash.” [My Avatar warned.]

“I think we would both far rather chase after Anomalies than ‘Splinter Raiders’.” [Priest Vested admitted.]

“Let me guess you both think I should let somebody else deal with this nonsense for a change.” [Harbinger replied.]

“We have done more than our fair share of meddling in the past I find it ironic that this is the crime you would lay against Elder Patriarch.” [Priest Vested said.]

“Captain you have spies everywhere. Very little goes on here or even in the ‘Fringe’ that some part of our ‘MTC’ is not involved in - at least indirectly - I am not sure that situation is healthy for this society or you.” [My Avatar warned.]

“You think we are as much a part of the problem now as the solution?” [Harbinger asked.]

“There is always some kind of mini crisis somewhere but do they all need our or our people’s intervention or are we beginning to cause as many difficulties as we cure. Take Unholy Terror for example he can be a bit heavy handed. I sometimes think he is partially responsible for the ‘Young Ones’ coup. He too aggressively sought to keep us involved in protecting the ‘Free Fringe Confederation’. Unholy and his supporters convinced the ‘Old Ones’ to see external patrol forces as a beneficial policy to their internal political detriment.” [My Avatar said.]

“Unholy had the best of intent and was not alone in that policy.” [Harbinger said.]

“I am not accusing our friend of being malicious just misguided.” [My Avatar said.]

“I suppose returning to that place and visiting the ‘High Temple’ might provide some closure in relation to Draakhaal.” [Harbinger said possibly keen to change the subject.]

“It can hardly do you any harm. Elder Patriarch is a very emphatic individual.” [Priest Vested extolled.]

“Fine I will do this but I am doing it for you two not ‘EP’.” [Harbinger said.]

“Do not do it for us, do it for your own good or do not bother doing it at all.” [My Avatar advised.]

“Your ‘Living Hull’ is right you must go for the right reasons or it will be a waste of effort.” [Priest Vested lectured.]

[Harbinger went quiet for a while. I could sense he was thinking furiously about all his actions since his fate tangled up with Draakhaal and then back beyond that to much simpler times.]

“The young idealistic Priest who bonded with me all those years ago is still inside you Captain.” [My Avatar stated.]

“I am getting us a window and dropping us into the ‘High Temple Plaza’ with an escort but we three will have to brave that shadowed edifice alone.” [Harbinger said.]

“You are not thinking of going…” [My Avatar began.]

“…in person.” [I finished as we arrived via a short-lived wormhole on one of several warp wormhole transport target pads now servicing the edge of the manic ‘Plaza’.]

“Captain is this wise?” [My Avatar hurriedly asked.]

“I could hardly use an Avatar to do this: that would be disgraceful behaviour.” [Harbinger replied.]

“Thus speaks the Shaper’s slayer.” [I found my Avatar sending.]

[Long ago edited out memories later reactivated by Koordaann came burning back once again to the front of my consciousness - ignited by this place.]



[The ‘High Temple Plaza’ had formally been ‘Public Forum Five’. This was the site where Draakhaal had officially made his final speech - ironically - about a peace plan. Here three explosive rounds martyred the Shaper in what was a very political assassination.]



[Soon after our arrival, four ‘Void Skimmer’ Pilgrims hurriedly disembarked from the same pad we had just exited. We could hear the safety device loudly requesting clearance to accept another incoming transit. Every wormhole target pad was constantly spitting out Pilgrims.]

[I scanned around the Plaza. The open area was crawling with Stage II Clergy and Pilgrim Petitioners along with all the usual hangers on Talisman Makers, Icon Sculptors, Food Vendors, Incense Sellers, a few Paradox Recycler and Swimmer Tourists fascinated by the scene, Parliamentary Police who scanned our identities then stood up a little straighter.]

“Have we come at a bad time?” [Vested Interest asked.]

“Sometimes you are unbelievable.” [Harbinger replied.]

[I noticed Vested Interest was marked up as being a Companion Acolyte named Volatile Impression a weak disguise at best but here possibly adequate: this was the last place any Paradox conservative extremists would expect us to be.]

“Sometime this year, every ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ is supposed to make a pilgrimage by order of the ‘Stellar Court’ to honour the Shaper and reaffirm the high ideals that lived on beyond his demise. Ideals now sold as a quest towards individual and racial perfection symbolised by the number eight the sign of a closed flawless contained infinity.” [Harbinger lectured aloud.]

“Coming here in person was rash.” [My Avatar said in complaint.]

[The nine Marines Harbinger had brought with us seemed to agree they had made a tight cordon around us drawing considerable attention from more at ease passers by.]

“Relax, now we are here we should make the most of this experience.” [Harbinger stated.]

[Harbinger raised up his prime Tri-optic to looked up over his Marines at the smooth eight-sided black edifice that was the towering High Temple. The building was a featureless monolith only some blinking navigation beacon lights at regular intervals upon its higher extremities gave it any sense of warmth.]

“Not exactly inviting from the outside but very enigmatic.” [Priest Vested said.]

[The structure looked like an alien intruder; it did not even remotely try to fit in to its surroundings - it was an out and out aberration. I could feel my Captain’s immediate distaste for the bold architecture and the stern way he battled that gut feeling down.]

“We are not here to criticise but to learn to appreciate.” [Harbinger reminded us.]

[Harbinger looked all around as if he could absorb the scene he sucked in some air to better taste, smell and scent the environment.]

[Around our tight cordon of Marines ‘Void Skimmers’ streamed chattering to each other although they fell into respectful silence as soon as they joined the long queue into the Temple.]

“Maybe we should have waited for the dawn.” [My Captain pondered aloud.]

[Since we now used ‘Core Alliance’ time (synchronised from this very region) the Parliamentary Dome was in its night cycle.]

“In a way I think the night is more appropriate even if it is more popular with the ‘Skimmer’ Pilgrims too.” [Priest Vested replied.]

[Harbinger used computerised enhancements to view the circling flyers otherwise almost hidden in the dark.]

[The Temple’s visual beacons shone primarily for the benefit of ‘Void Skimmer’ pilgrims gliding around and around above us on specifically manufactured thermals using artificial supports that strengthened their delicate solar wings for that task. The flights not without a little physical risk acted as a homage to Draakhaal as their bodily forms great Shaper.]

“From a pure security standpoint I still think allowing them to build the Temple here where Draakhaal died was a big mistake.” [Harbinger sends to me.]

“If only they knew the evil truth about the Father of their species.” [My Avatar sends.]

“I wonder how much difference that would actually make.” [Harbinger sends.]

“I cannot help recalling another Martyr Captain: the ‘Free Recycler Patriot’ who underwent drastic surgery to squeeze into a fake ‘Shroud Suit’. That was devious getting her to sell a lie within a lie so that the first accused - the guilty - could claim a false innocence that would be beyond future reproach.” [I send in accusation.]

“It was a crazy time I had good reasons to be extra cautious.” [Harbinger sends.]

“She even sacrificed her own mind to lay the blame where it did not belong with the ‘Conglomerate’.” [I reminded my Captain.]

“Everything that one did was undertaken to save her own people from extinction at my behest. She pulled the trigger but I gave the order.” [Harbinger sends.]

“It is ironic that your Recycler Martyr’s people now suffer under the oppression of their force grown genetically enhanced children: the so-called ‘Young One’ Recyclers.” [I send.]

“It is hard to believe that today most ‘Old Ones’ have been settled in places like ‘Splinter Raider Space’. Rii Roethynn’s return is more bad news in a long run of disasters for those outcasts.” [Harbinger sends.]

“I suppose they were lucky to be cast out of their own halls of power in a bloodless political coup it could have been worse.” [I send.]

“What could be worse than surviving a betrayal by your own children?” [Harbinger sends.]

“The coup is one more reason why no one will ever give thanks at a Temple or Shrine to the selfless Assassin who turned Draakhaal into the Shaper.” [I send.]

[Harbinger stared even higher upward perhaps for relief from his memories.]



[Beyond the Temple far above us, regular lines of artificial lights that looked like regimented stars marked out the arc of the new larger singular Parliamentary District Dome.]

[The current dome erected over smaller interlocking predecessors (afterwards deconstructed) used more than material sciences: cunningly interwoven into its construction was structural energy field enhancements powered by ‘AEL’ a Hierophant innovation.]

[The giant blister kept the atmosphere and heat in, the harsh to some external void of space out. Principally the dome allowed for wide-open spaces and all internal buildings to grow dramatically skyward without any requirement for their own self-contained pressurised atmospheres.]



“This place has changed a lot since I was last here in person.” [Harbinger said.]

“I agree it is hardly recognisable and yet still feels hauntingly familiar.” [My Avatar said.]

“As the high seat of ‘Core Alliance’ power, this region is a symbol of non-stop improvement.” [Harbinger said.]

“It is in permanent flux nothing is ever finished: nothing is ever good enough almost everyone and everything is on an endless journey with an ever-shifting destination that is always on the furthest horizon.” [I send.]

“The buildings grow and alter like living things.” [Harbinger said.]

“A few actually are alive Captain having an outer substance that is close kin to my ‘Living Hull’.” [I send.]

“Look at it all, progress and development is everything here. Our growth was once all about keeping pace with the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ to prevent dominion now I think it is becoming an ingrained habit - something to do - or a compulsion.” [Harbinger sends.]

“People’s obsession with more confounds me: more industry, more buildings, more people, more problems, and by necessity more problem solvers. Still this is what you want.” [I send.]

“It is and it is not. I see the Free Recycler’s Trade Guild building was completely removed and replaced.” [Harbinger said aloud.]

“In an effort to promote better inter-species relations with the ‘Void Skimmers’.” [Priest Vested confirmed.]

“All these developments and changes are very impressive but I cannot help feeling that the more of anything you have the less any smaller part of it matters so what about individual lives.” [My Avatar said.]

“People become lost in the crowd - isolated - they group and segment or fearful of falling under the tramping masses they follow movements like this religion just to try to keep upright and safe.” [Harbinger said.]

[Looking at the bleakness of the dark Temple I wondered if coming here was a mistake. I shifted my own sight upward and away to the Parliamentary dome and the green tinged nebula shrouded Universe beyond. Unfortunately, my thoughts fell back down again almost as if caught by the grip of this areas artificially enhanced gravity or perhaps the weight of our past.]

[I noticed Harbinger followed my gaze.]

“The latest Parliamentary district dome is just another small demonstration of the possibilities unleashed by virtually unlimited power supplies.” [Harbinger lectured.]

“The bounds of the possible is changing all the time.” [Priest Vested said.]

“Due to all that energy leeched from what was once believed to be the ‘Sea Spheres’ shields but is now more accurately regarded as a multifunctional external power distribution grid.” [My Avatar said.]

“No doubt the ‘Void Skimmers’ credit Draakhaal as the inventor of ‘Advanced Energy Leeches’. He provided the means that made the ‘Core Alliance’ possible. Maybe their new name of Shaper for him is not too far off the mark after all.” [Priest Vested said.]

“The really fascinating thing is where all this power initially comes from. Most theorists now claim it is generated somewhere within the suspected honeycomb that makes up the prime mass of the Spheres locked away core not from space as it had once been believed via solar collection in the manner of a ‘Living Hull’.” [Harbinger said.]

“I am glad how ‘Sea Spheres’ generate and transmit their power is staying a little mysterious.” [My Avatar said.]

“Everything seems so big from down here and yet all this is tiny compared to the entirety of ‘Green Orb Alpha’.” [Priest Vested said.]

[I had to agree standing on the surface due to the surrounding domes containment it was difficult to imagine the full scale of this unlikely living organism (almost as large as a mythical ‘X’ Universe planet). However, with an inner ocean and an outer surface plus boundless energy any ‘Sea Sphere’ was ultimately capable of supporting far more teeming life than a giant floating rock with a thin atmosphere contained biosphere.]

[Harbinger lowered his prime Tri-optic to view the Temples entrance. The way in was an even deeper dark in the buildings hard less yielding exterior.]

[From the slightly elevated entrance gap a long line of pilgrims snaked out around a geometric path that spiralled outward and down to us. The lines progress neatly marked out by flying banners bearing the ‘Void Skimmer’ sign for the figure eight cunningly wrought as matt against shimmering black. The ‘Void Skimmers’ liked black because it was the rich tone of much of the void of outer space.]

[Suit sensors relayed the sharp mixed acrid smell given off by the milling (mostly tightly packed) ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ bodies here even over incense. Harbinger ordered us to start forward having seen and discussed enough.]

“It is time for us to join the faithful.” [Harbinger said to the team.]

[We moved across as a tactical unit to mate with the end of the queue.]

[There was no fast track in to the High Temple unless you worked there. According to some hasty research, the patience required to make the journey was an important part of the whole pilgrim experience.]

[I was full of anxiety for my Captain’s safety despite emergency transports being locked onto us and our Marine guards constant vigilance.]

[Harbinger however seemed unconcerned and drifted into a state of contemplative motive meditation as if for once he did not care if he lived or died. I wondered did he truly feel that all that mattered was his existence in this ever-changing moment. I hoped he could at last succeed in putting the long shadow of Draakhaal to rest in his mind.]

“This is going to take a while.” [My Avatar said.]

“Please it is time to let go of words.” [Harbinger replied.]

[I still felt rather uncomfortable. The silent queue oppressed me. I imagined I could feel hostile ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ eyes upon us.]

[Some people here had to be privy to the truth of what happened at this spot a little over twenty-five years ago. At one point, Harbinger had almost openly told the ‘Stellar Court’ what he had done and exactly why. (Koordaann had also helped restore that old deleted memory).]

[As Harbinger had not masked his identity from automatic security sensors, I soon noticed Parliamentary police officers keeping their Tri-optics on our group (perhaps fearful of something bad happening to a famous Paradox Elder on their watch).]

[After a while, four officers using high-grade ‘Shroud Suit’ (crowd control) flight systems hovered conspicuously upward to overlook our position. Identified by broadcast kanji appearing on our HUD the senior officer in command bowed his Tri-optic towards my Captain in acknowledgement. Harbinger nodded back in turn.]

[Our own guards shuffled about watching everyone even the monitoring police. The Marines kept their heavy weapons at the ready. I felt an increased tickle of foreboding as if this preparedness was the start of an inevitable escalation towards unstoppable violence.]



[The Trojan saying was true ‘ignorance was bliss’. Khoordaann had helped us retrieve all of our lost memories simply because much earlier (also edited out from our recall) she had in secret convinced us to begin that process of removing certain of our recollections. The edits undertaken to assist the retention of her ‘Altered Stellar’ agents deep cover. At that time ‘Altered Stellar’ had been busy locating active or potential Draakhaal clones and ID stores readying everything for a later synchronised cull. A clever hidden subroutine crafted in to me prevented any file memory restoration without among other things Khoordaann’s express permission.]



[Now that I knew - far too much - and finding myself actually here in reality rather than just thinking about it inside my ‘Hull’, I felt like a felon returning to the scene of a momentous crime. I wondered how Harbinger felt deep inside in regions only glimpsed by my companion-ship link.]

[It was possible Harbinger had picked something up from my faltering mood.]

“I often felt sorry for that clone he was caught in a trap from the moment of his conception: nothing more than a doomed tool of the ‘Stellar Court’.” [Harbinger sends to me.]

“I cannot help but think it is unethical to treat life as nothing more than a mechanism an expendable biological machine.” [I send.]

[The irony of a ‘Living Hull’ making that statement not lost on me.]

“Design is no crueller than senseless nature often less.” [Harbinger sends.]

“Nature has no choice we do. Sometimes I wonder what the point of it all is.” [I send.]

“There is no point ‘MT’: existence is its own reward we create our own goals and beliefs we find our own purposes and vision we follow our nature there is nothing more.” [Harbinger sends.]

[I was not sure if there was consolation in that statement or not. We moved along a bit more.]

“What do you think all these ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ are looking for Captain?” [I send.]

“The same things as all the rest of us.” [Harbinger sends.]

[My Captain was right everyone was just shuffling along here.]

[To my surprise, despite my trepidations there was no outward hint of any hostility to our alien presence. The ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ ahead and quickly behind our position in the queue accepted us among them without complaint even with our armed guards provocative presence.]

[Things had certainly changed compared to the days before the clinics began their genetic treatments. What the ‘Stellar Court’ managed to get away with amazed me.]

[I suspected the relaxed ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ around us had to be docile worker caste with cut down desires easily satisfied by a few necessities and an occasional bonus such as this pilgrimage to reaffirm their identity: to feel the comfort of belonging and contributing to something bigger than their own narrow if productive lives.]

[Something bigger… there was an easy attraction to the grand, the splendid, the mighty edifice of the Temple the outsize public construction it carried with it an illusion of deeper meaning. Was big better was it special? I wondered if scale should really matter at all in relation to worth it was something I often thought about.]

[Moving slowly down the line as an Avatar under my own direction and as a passive passenger in my Captain’s head I also questioned: if it was true that this whole Temple edifice was fake (manufactured upon a lie) did that mean anything or was the counter belief inside each pilgrim’s head enough to make it real where it mattered. Sometimes you can find it hard to stop thinking or talking.]

“We made this.” [I volunteered to my Captain.]

“In a way we all make our own Universe.” [Harbinger sends sagely having slipped firmly into what I called his Priest mode.]

[Glaring at the carapaces ahead of us, I considered the new ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ Castes. It was amazing how one thing leads inevitably if surprisingly or disastrously to another. What was it about this slow stumbling progress that activated all these thoughts?]

[We all dreaded a fully alien Stage III ‘Void Dweller’ that could proliferate beyond anybodies control even the ‘Stellar Court’ had proved terrified.]

[However, our historic eager assistance to independently confirm and sell the lie that: ‘Void Skimmer’ DNA contained a deadly degenerative flaw - resulted in more than just the opportunity to end the threat of a Stage III metamorphosis by a worried ‘Stellar Court’.]

[I pondered (not for the first time) the other late activating effects that had been dropped in to individual ’Void Skimmer’ DNA under the cover of genetic treatment.]

[Too late, we discovered that like Draakhaal, the ‘Stellar Court’ still enjoyed playing with their citizen’s genetic make up. The opportunity to tinker with the whole species to help better secure their own control had been too useful to ignore. Reengineering your species was the sort of thing you would only ever get the opportunity to do once. The standard ‘Void Skimmer’ did not exactly make what you would call an ideal patient at least not before genetic therapy; as to afterwards - well - that would depend on the treatment.]

[Yet even for the ruthless Clan Lords ensuring everyone underwent treatment had been difficult: reports suggested doubting ‘Skimmer’ scientists not in the immediate loop had been a particular problem.]

[The deadly ‘Stellar Court’ members however had not risen to the top of the heap by accident. They initiated a ruthless management policy against any knowledgeable doubter: the lucky (the more flexible) and useful were recruited late to the program bribed with wealth and position, more intransigent questioning fully rebellious types suffered being quietly kidnapped and had their minds crudely rewritten with different less troublesome personas and priorities before release. The worst detractors - after supposed deeper study - had very public changes of heart.]

[In a truly massive logistical exercise, the newly established ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ Ministry of Public Health in close association with the well-known Ministry of Propaganda and the Ministry of Justice handled other difficult groups and individuals on a case-by-case basis.]

[The ‘Void Skimmer’ authorities worked tirelessly to remove any risk to the project long before they actually dared to begin operating a single clinic. This partially explained why the program took so long to get going but proved - relatively speaking - so speedy once in progress. However, caution also helped to hide the ‘Courts’ wider plans.]

[Nonetheless, estimations from the start ran to more than a decade to complete this scheme and some ‘Void Skimmer’ citizens are still waiting for their treatment today although the incredible endeavour was at last approaching its terminus.]

[Despite a few small outbreaks of Stage III all ruthlessly contained, eliminated and covered up everything so far was going to plan.]

[In time those still waiting for a permanent cure to the supposed genetic defect where treated with medication: actually suppressant drugs that would temporarily prevent any attempt to activate the unwanted metamorphosis by anarchist heretical rebels.]

[On the outside the cured fully doctored ‘Void Skimmers’ seemed largely unchanged (they still looked like a monstrous mix of squid, reptile and insect) but inside according to Wilful Spirit there was a lot of new genetic divergence not just the necessary clean snip.]

[Apparent changes only became openly noticeable once a good-sized percentage of the population was treated. Very slowly, similarities of behaviour emerged and each caste began to instinctively group together.]

[Typically, Hierophant Trend was one of the first to comment on what appeared before the analysts of such matters to be six fully identified though at times surprisingly subtle new genetic castes. Warrior, priest, scientist, worker, bureaucrat and ruler but there was probably more than that.]

[The ‘Stellar Court’ had created their own less dangerously atavistic Stage that Hierophant Trend jokingly liked to refer to as Stage II point five but our secret files referred to - treated - Sage II ‘Void Skimmers’ as Stage IV although officially they still held the designation of Stage II ‘Void Skimmer Stellar Draakhaal’.]

[‘Core Alliance’ Intelligence Services believed there was in fact eight distinct castes including: agent, although the eighth caste remained stubbornly unknown. However, the proposition that eight castes existed remained free from dispute because the ‘Void Skimmers’ liked that number so much: it represented the perfection of infinity and had become an often-flaunted symbol for their species supposed grand unity of purpose as demonstrated by their new religion founded upon the Shaper.]

[Perhaps it was inevitable that the ‘Stellar Court’ would continue to embrace ideas of engineered social evolution. A process retaining built in control mechanisms - especially after they almost lost the leadership of their nation because their figurehead Arch Chancellor was openly murdered.]

[Even the celebrated ‘Five Day War’ was far from a costless total victory for the ‘Stellar Court’ still if any species could afford losses it was this one. Admittedly the ‘Five Day War’ saw the beginning of a potentially successful ‘Five Guardian Conglomerate’ Sleeper and ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ alliance, the ‘Void Skimmers’ also gained equal fleet rights not to mention direct legitimate access to ‘Fringe Space’ raw materials but these boons could easily have gone another way.]

[For a start, the people’s fervour and rebellion that forced the ‘Court’ to take immediate action against the ‘Conglomerate Recyclers’ had shaken the Clan Lords certainty of command and weakened their overall authority to rule without question. Only military success had in part helped to counter this.]

[However, the war also created many new complications for the ‘Stellar Court’. The loss of a few significant fleets was just the beginning. The ‘Court’ realised they needed to retool the bulk of their remaining forces from AGAEP main guns and Raw Energy Siphons.]

[Meanwhile the Paradox Corporation’s ably demonstrated that they had far more serious firepower than the ‘Court’ had probably ever given us credit for whilst the ‘Splinter Raiders’ appeared to debut a new secret weapon of mass destruction further the ‘Free Stellar’ remained as anti ‘Void Skimmer’ as ever. Finally, there was the eventual advent of an aggressive highly motivated new power the ‘Young One’ Free Recycler Defence Force who instigated their own unrestrained population growth and military expansion energetically.]

[The ‘Court’ also had to suffer knowing my Captain was aware of their perfidy in relation to the first Draakhaal’s death and the truth of Stage III. They had to find a new focus for their people away from Draakhaal’s Extra Universal fears whilst firmly disposing of the underlying danger of a future potential species wide metamorphosis and eliminating any surviving heretic Draakhaal clones.]

[Draakhaal’s private tool of the so-called zombie fleet also needed to be hunted down and destroyed whilst relations with the rest of the ‘Core Alliance’ and ‘Fringe Space’ was to be normalised in the face of many fears caused by the revelation of the ‘Void Skimmers’ (at the time of the ‘Five Day War’ illegally) large fleet.]

[As we moved forward towards the High Temple, I had to admit the ‘Stellar Court’ had done a remarkable job. Admittedly, all the races in the ‘Core Alliance’ eventually aided and abetted the ‘Court’ in their own way. Credit given grudgingly but given nonetheless once our institutions realised the ‘Void Skimmer’ nation seemed content to settle in to assume a more sensible and mutually beneficial position now Draakhaal was dead. A new strategy had emerged from the ‘Void Skimmer’ nation indicative of a vigorous but no longer disastrously quick growth and development.]

[Draakhaal’s public demise had proved the key political event. The end appeared to justify Harbinger’s extraordinary means.]

“I suppose less brutal masters than the ‘Stellar Court’ never would have been able to succeed in pushing through the genetic treatments the way they did.” [I send.]

“I am sure you are right.” [My Captain sends in reply but I could sense his disinterest in conversation he was lost in his own meditations.]

[I let the thread of my consciousness inside Harbinger’s head lapse into silence and just floated along with my Captain until we arrived at our destination the Temples maw.]

[As the last group of ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ immediately ahead of us disappeared into the darkness of the High Temple, Harbinger’s nine guards peeled away to stand beside the clergy at the archway. Almost with a start I realised it was 02:57 on the 22.02.29SA and so far, no alarm had sounded from any of Harbinger’s networks inside or outside the ‘MTC’. There was no indication of a rampaging reoccupation of ‘Splinter Raider Space’ unfortunately the day was young.]

[Paranoid66]

Sorry a lot of annoying little errors crept in with Ch2.

My proofing must have been done too late at night edit now posted. Hopefully got most of the worst offenders.

Always find it easier to spot errors with the white on black.

[Snowship]

and I was past halfway in the chapter too

[Paranoid66]

Ch2 turned into one of those chapters that is difficult to cure it is an abomination.

Any comments would be greatly appreciated.

[Snowship]

I didn't think it was an abomination, I think maybe it just rambled a bit, especially when what's in (and is) the temple would require more description/plot and the three of the musing philosophy whilst in line.

Just my thoughts though.

Maybe a case where you expanded on dialog where it should/could have been more concise or left til after the temple visit for retrospective thoughts?

[Paranoid66]

I think I have just read, and read it again far too many times. I was tempted to edit a lot of the speech out.

However I liked the way MT, VI push Harbinger in this one: the two against one dynamic. I wanted to show them interacting: how they are natural allies and yet also different.

I have done another edit that I think makes it a little easier to read. I put a few gaps in for permission to rest and made some other minor adjustments. Do not feel compelled to suffer it again there is little new except one extra defined caste that I realised I had missed out.

Difficulty with this one was once it was posted I did not want to remove any of the background content as such. Although you are right some of it should have been left until later.

When I posted and read it every failing here leapt out and assaulted me.

Ch2 was to be a vehicle to get some of the 25 year background out of the way so I could get down to some plot and action in later chapters. It also was the first half of the my original chapter idea that just bloated.

The next Chapter deals with the Temples internals and introduces a interesting new character which actually should have rounded this one off better. I was constrained in this instance by the limits on post size.

All I can say is I am happy Ch2 is over.

[Snowship]

All I can say is I am happy Ch2 is over.

oh and we like plot and action



ooow... having a stellar draakal as a companion would be interesting (crosses fingers it wouldn't end up as a lost Droosuu clone, revealed via betrayal later in the plot )
sorry know the name is misspelt, not to quick saturday morning

[Paranoid66]

[[THREE]]

[Time: 03:00.][Date 22.02.29SA (Second Accord). 9th PA 22.02.26.]

[Location: High Temple, Temple Plaza, Parliamentary District, Green Orb Alpha, Core Alliance Space, Emissary Sphere.]

[Up close, the vertically stretched octagonal entrance to the High Temple was a disquieting - solid - darkness that defied penetration by every item in my sensorial armoury. At least any item that I dared aim towards it.]

[The inability to view beyond the threshold put me in a state of high alert. Nonetheless, I knew a little about the ‘Shaper Temples’ so-called ‘Dark Void’. Common knowledge said this device hid ‘Stellar Draakhaal’s’ religious mysteries from the unworthy.]

[Of the three of us, I stepped boldly forward to claim the dangerous position of point while Priest Vested became the rear guard.]

[We could not ignore the risk of assassination, our duty was clear. In particular, the destruction of my Avatar would be an inconsequential loss compared to the valuable early warning it might offer my Captain.]

[I double-checked that my suit’s automatic self-destruct mechanism still prioritised the option of rapid bio and biomechanical cellular disintegration the alternative being a lethal ‘Anomalous Matter’ detonation.]

[Generally, the old - one size fits all - ‘AM’ deterrent that had worked so well in the past with its strategy of ‘do not mess with our ‘Shroud Suits’ unless you want to blow everything nearby to ‘Hell’s Maw’ and back’ was no longer deemed socially acceptable (a change of policy I gladly endorsed).]

[Today a greater degree of caution was required: due to improvements in our foes arsenals, and because Paradox Priests (now frequently operating via Avatars) not to mention our Acolytes tended to do a lot more social interaction with other species.]

[Other species did not welcome having walking ‘AM’ bombs in their midst especially once they understood the full implications. Many authorities especially those overseeing mixed race ‘Sea Sphere’ Surface Regions demanded Paradox promise that their ‘AM’ auto destructs remained disarmed fearing massive unintentional collateral damage. However, my Captain still kept the old capability hardwired into our ‘MTC’ suits for as he put it ‘special occasions’.]

[Thankfully, any suit used as an Avatar only had to hide the secrets of its own nature. It therefore amused me to consider that it would be beyond bad form - if suffering a critical hit - I accidentally blew my own Captain up and or a big chunk of the ‘Void Skimmer’ High Temple.]

[Since the care and protection of my Captain was my first priority, as I thought about all this I felt a bit peeved. Harbinger should not have chosen to risk coming to this place in person I was convinced he had done this mostly to teach Priest Vested and me a lesson about haranguing him. Usually, my Captain was more than happy to use a remote. It would be easy to regret selling Elder Patriarch’s suggestion. I did not relish the idea of serving a Harbinger ‘Reborn’ clone should my owner die here.]



[Just as I sensed Harbinger was becoming a little impatient, three ‘Skimmer’ Clerics wordlessly pointed to us gesturing us forward with thin but sturdy limbs.]

[I managed a single step when an interloper (who I guessed had concealed himself by crouching behind his brethren) pushed past his cohort’s rank to confront me in their stead.]

[As I studied the creature, he straightened up seeming to grow in stature before my prime Tri-optic. He stood almost as tall as my ‘Shroud Suit’ in its standard configuration. Gazing upon this intimidating ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ it seemed to me that all my fears had mockingly coalesced to form one singular: chitin, flesh, blood, and bone nightmare.]

[In appearance, the newcomer was far too relaxed, sleek and dangerous for my liking. Despite Clerical virtual insignia and raiment, he hardly had the bearing of any Shaper Cleric I had ever seen; further his gleaming exposed body parts just happened to be crisscrossed with plainly visible duelling scars most old and fading but a few were unnervingly fresh and bright badges of honour.]

[Our Marines swung around covering the newcomer with heavy weaponry that set to max would be capable of devastating this whole area. My Captain ordered them to stand down. We had not come here to pick a fight, besides, our Paradox ‘Shroud Suits’ easily outgunned one unarmed ’Skimmer’ even without supplementary devices.]

[This one had to be some arrogant young noble who had accepted a penance in the High Temple rather than a sentence by the ‘Stellar Court’ - such things occasionally happened. Whilst he might delight in stirring up a bit of trouble, he was sure to be under observation lest he disgraced the Shaper. Minders would chastise him if he presumed to go too far.]

[Above us, I heard a crunch followed by a piercing screech and the sound of three repetitive each louder than the last nasty wet thuds. An emergency manipulation field lanced out grasping a falling battered ‘Void Skimmer’ glider to deposit him carefully on the ground somewhere beyond my angle of vision obstructed by the pilgrim line.]

[I wondered if the glider was alive after colliding with the temple and bouncing off it three times. It was likely the careless flyer had been distracted possibly watching the strange scene of three Paradox Pilgrims waiting below.]

[To my mild distress, I noticed almost none of the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ here paid any attention to the minor calamity - such incidents possibly deemed inconsequential.]

“Do you think that constitutes a good or bad omen for us?” [Harbinger sends to me.]

[I made no reply. I was busy monitoring the newcomer still trying to puzzle out his purpose from very little data. He was not displaying a name but I recalled humble and penitent Shaper Temple Clerics got special legal dispensations in that regard.]

“I will guide this Paradox through the ‘Dark Void’.” [The big ‘Skimmer’ Cleric said loudly. His synthesised Paradox words rumbling across our quiet end of the plaza.]

[From their stance, the less intimidating and somewhat more traditionally clerical looking threesome seemed both surprised and unhappy with the big Clerics offer. All three of the clergy rather hesitantly made to reach out to the interloper but a quick glare and an unmistakably unfriendly hiss forestalled those actions. I scrapped my earlier assumption that our prospective guide was under reasonably strict Temple control.]

[Ignoring his brethren the overlarge ’Skimmer’ turned to me and outstretched a clawed hand that I noticed was maimed by having one of its digits missing. A useful distinction but not enough for an identification search given the vast size of the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ population and their penchant for carrying battle scars.]

[Far from impressed at this scenario I did not know what to do: not wishing to cause a breach of etiquette. It did not help my quandary that much of the temples inner workings remained a closed mystery to me. I could also feel the weight of the long line of Pilgrims behind me willing me to move so they would have their chance to get inside.]

[Feeling embarrassed by my fears in front of so many ‘Skimmers’ I decided a High Temple Cleric was a High Temple Cleric. Unsure of the exact proper protocol I bowed my prime Tri-optic a little and extruded a limb to clasp the extended hand.]

“A limb from your other side would make my task easier.” [The Cleric announced emphasising his point by withdrawing his hand from my initial offer.]

[When I extruded another limb, the three Clerics glared at me as if I had betrayed them. I returned the smaller ‘Skimmers’ attention awaiting clarification. Surely, I reasoned, if something was seriously amiss here, someone senior would appear to intervene. An unexpected chemical secretion tickled my palm.]

[Straight away, I considered activating my shield and pulling my limb back. Then I feared it might be too late (I imagined an aggressive highly concentrated contaminant eating into my suit something like a flesh eating fungal spore worm on steroids - something new).]

[Analysing the substance - to my relief - I recognised an ‘Altered Stellar’ chemical message tag and translated a short piece of cleverly embedded code.]

“Imperative you make a direct line link to each other now.” [The message read.]

[At the same time, my guide gently pulled on my flexible arm to usher me forward. Smoothly turning about he physically bullied past the other clerics to sink alarmingly into the darkness: it swallowed him completely as if it was an opaque black liquid. I fancied the mysteries of the temple had eaten him whole.]

[Following, I did as the code had requested. I sent a tentacle shooting from my back past the three startled Clerics to merge with my Captain passing the message along. Harbinger in turn extruded a tethering lifeline out to Priest Vested.]

[Due to the ‘Altered Stellar’ code, I felt a little less apprehensive about the Guide but a little more unnerved with the wider unknown situation. Having slipped into the same too full darkness the obscuring phenomenon completely disabled my sight. Only the steady grip of the guiding hand steered me faithfully onward one careful step at a time: being so dependent on another person - especially someone outside the family - felt very odd. I surmised that a submission to Clerical guidance had to be one of the premeditated symbolic messages transmitted by the medium of this utter darkness.]

“Now you must all quickly close ranks with me.” [The shifting chemical message ordered.]

[I set up a relay through our links to keep Harbinger and Vested fully informed (Vested was still without any exogenous communications). My Captain and ‘Constant’ readily shortened the gaps between us - until our suits stood centimetres apart - we also thickened and strengthened our physical link so that even a direct assault would not easily part us.]

[I felt my guide’s progress halt.]

“What is this do all three of you wish to pass together?” [The Cleric roared out still using the same simulated Paradox voice.]

[I decided to play along.]

“We would prefer not to be separated if that is not breaking your customs.” [I shouted out.]

“Now I have seen it all. I never realised Paradox fear the night or is it just the Shaper’s ‘Dark Void’ that you cannot face on your own?” [The Cleric boomed.]

“It is our custom to honour the triangulation of good fortune. Travelling alone tempts ill fate and would dishonour the Temple as our host.” [I roared out.]

“Since you asked so nicely I will honour your superstition.” [The Guide announced.]

[Straining my senses in the dark, I could hear rather than see the other three Clerics rush around us during our talk as if desperate to cut off our escape.]

“What is this?” [Our unimpressed Guide bellowed.]

“We have specific instructions.” [One of the three announced weakly.]

“You mean you had, now I am giving you a new updated command: GET OUT OF MY WAY.” [Our Guide thundered.]

“Orders do not permit that, we have no choice - please - I beg you be reasonable.” [The voice pleaded.]

“Weak fools, I will not be party to a blasphemous charade - not in this sacred place. These creatures have come here in good faith - to honour the Shaper - to play them false would be wrong. Some matters go beyond rank, orders or allegiance. Some matters are about the person you are. Have you lost your faith so easily? You are pathetic.” [Our Guide spat out before hissing faintly.]

“Please we dare not disobey.” [The voice said.]

“That is not my problem. Be glad, it is better to die upright than crawling on your belly.” [Our Guide said.]

“If we cannot guide then at least let us accompany you.” [The voice said.]

“No - get out of my sight - you are a disgrace to our species. Move immediately or I will treat your insolence as formal challenges. I will not hesitate again to send you to our Shaper’s uncompromising judgement?” [Our Guide stated to my deepening concern.]

[My data on the Temple insisted that the Arch Prelate had banned ‘Shaper Clerics’ from duelling whilst some might still do so in secret this open a violation was blatant in extremis. Nonetheless, I could hear the other creatures shuffling hastily back as if intimidated by this - too plain - offer of deadly violence.]

[Something was definitely wrong here if my Guide was an ‘Altered Stellar’ agent one of Khoordaann’s people and he was pretending to be a Cleric (even a temporary Penitent Noble one) he was doing an amazingly bad job of it. That seemed terribly at odds with what I knew about these agents and their remarkably successful professionalism. I had to be missing something very important. What did he mean by a blasphemous charade? Was he foiling some degrading plot against us by using a cover of high principle?]

“Stay close without me you will become lost among secrets you cannot hope to comprehend. Do you understand?” [The Guide asked suddenly sounding sympathetic.]

[After a moment of silence and inaction I realised the question was not rhetorical.]

“I understand.” [I answered.]

“Our faith tells us the teaching ‘Void’ is only dark for the unenlightened. Tell me what can you see Pilgrim?” [The Guide asked.]

“I can see nothing.” [I hazarded.]

“Then you must pass on.” [Our Guide said tugging on my limb.]

[We moved purposely forward becoming lost in the clinging darkness. I could not even see my own limbs or my Captain behind me.]

[Via my companion-ship I could feel my Captain’s dislike for the visual sensory deprivation I could easily sympathise it was worse than the densest nebula. Then I could sense Harbinger begin meditating on this experience looking for some wisdom in it.]

“Hurry this way and be prepared: this rescue plan of mine is less than perfect - being constructed in haste - it may not work.” [A new message read.]

“Rescue plan - there is real danger here?” [I asked using the same chemical methodology as we marched along.]

“You have picked a poor time to visit the High Temple.” [Was messaged in reply.]

“Explain.” [I messaged back.]

“The Warlord ‘Kaggattkaa’ is attempting to claim dominion over the High Temple and the position of Arch Prelate - by force.” [A message replied.]

[I ran a hasty fetch routine.]

“You are speaking of Clan Lord Allgaachaa’s second son the Kaggattkaa known as the Champion because of his exceptionally successful duelling career?” [I messaged in reply.]

“Yes the same entity, this way hurry.” [Our Guide messaged.]

“I should never have trusted Elder Patriarch.” [Harbinger sends to me.]

“You did not have to come here in person.” [I reminded once more in reply.]

[Although I was still in the dark (in my mind at least the obscuration was lifting a bit).]

[My Guide increased the pace still further.]

[We followed unseeingly along changing direction in several arcing turns as if circling around things only our Guide could perceive. I hoped any protagonists here would be equally blind to our passing. At least I knew I could retrace these steps if needed. My navigation systems positional functions still worked perfectly even in the dark.]

“Your arrival was an unexpected complication but we are almost through.” [The Guide messaged.]

“Let us hope Kagga’s enthusiastic but undisciplined forces have grown as bored and lax as I estimated.” [The Guide messaged.]

[We stopped.]

“Wait here; do not move from this spot. Do not speak aloud. Do not do anything. I have hidden you in the ‘Dark Void’ I will return shortly - I hope.” [A message said.]

[Our Guide let go of my limb. It felt like abandonment. I was glad I was just an Avatar I wondered how Priest Vested was coping she was being very silent perhaps keeping her fears to herself my Captain was also saying too little.]

[I waited anxiously for a while doing nothing as commanded.]

[After a little time had passed, I got worried enough to activate my shield.]

“Are we wise to trust him?” [I send to my Captain.]

“He has a valid ‘Altered Stellar’ code.” [Harbinger sends in reply.]

[I almost started as a clawed hand landed on my suit’s shoulder to rap gently but impatiently against my shield. The dark was getting to me. I deactivated my defence so that I could read any new message.]

“Idiot, keep your shield down, luckily those fools did not dare to follow us. I am opening a large ‘High Density Field’ door that lies directly beneath us masquerading as part of the floor. Do not do anything there will be a short fall but automatic manipulation field cargo handlers will catch us.” [Our Guide messaged.]

[We fell - crashing into the floor. Overhead the HDF door sprang back into being.]

[I heard a short agitated hissing curse.]

“Do nothing manipulation field cargo handlers will catch us.” [Priest Vested mocked.]

“Anyone take any damage.” [Harbinger asked.]

“Just to my pride.” [Our Guide said.]

[I glowed yellow.]

“Anybody can make a mistake.” [Harbinger stated.]

“That should not have happened. The system must have a glitch still we will be safe here - for a while - this area is supposedly locked down.” [Our Guide now said aloud.]

[Our guide stood up ruffled his carapace and flexed his limbs.]

[We gathered around the enigmatic scarred ‘Void Skimmer’.]

“At last I have the honour of meeting one of Khoordaann’s agents in person.” [Harbinger said.]

“So you will better trust me I will explain. I am what we call a ‘Transient’. I specialise in piloting specially prepared (force grown) mindless simulacrum cloned bodies, similar to how you Paradox control your suit Avatars. This is not my body and I am not really here.” [The ‘Altered Stellar’ said as if this was a small matter of fact statement.]

“That explains a lot I often wondered just how your people so successfully managed to infiltrate the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’.” [Harbinger said.]

“We use many methodologies the establishment of full replacement infiltration units is just one and not something we publicise or do lightly.” [The Altered Stellar explained.]

“So what exactly is happening here?” [Harbinger asked scanning around the well stocked Temple storage room.]

“I am one of a few agents specifically assigned to Kagga. We knew he was planning something big. It turned out to be a move against the Arch Prelate. A few colleagues and I contrived to join this specific operation. Unfortunately, we arrived on the scene a little too late. Kagga had already partially succeeded via a means we did not anticipate: he employed a ‘Five Guardian Conglomerate’ Recycler hacker to do the initial groundwork.” [The Agent explained.]

“A freelancer or somebody working for the ‘Five Guardian’ Sleepers?” [Harbinger asked.]

“I am not sure the Reptile says very little: rumour among the troops has it she is a mercenary but rumours cannot always be trusted and everyone always assumes Recyclers work for credits.” [The Altered Stellar explained.]

“I hate it when villains collaborate.” [Harbinger said.]

“For four days now the Arch Prelate and all his closest staff have been imprisoned in their own stasis security fields way up in the Upper Temple in his High Offices. Not that the Warlords initial success has done him much good.” [The Altered Stellar added.]

“I do not understand why has Kagga not won if he already holds the High Temple and its entire staff in thrall? What is going on here negotiations?” [Harbinger asked.]

“One of my colleagues intervened just in time we could not wrest control of the stasis field from the cybernetic hacker but we did manage to activate and lock down another wider security protocol. That measure sealed the intruders out of the lower Temples systems including most import of all the surface gate controls. A direct linked surface gate is the only safe and easy way into the Upper Temple it is a no nonsense fortress bunker up there. Without using the gate, you would have to blow up half the Temple to get in. As you can imagine blowing up the High Temple for any ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ even a rebellious one is not really an option.” [The Agent explained.]

“So what is the current situation.” [Harbinger said.]

“Kagga’s Reptile has been trying to crack our ‘Altered Stellar’ lock out encryption code to open the gate but I believe the stars will fade before she succeeds in that endeavour.” [The Agent said.]

“So the Arch Prelate though he is held prisoner is safe for the moment. Why then have the other Clan Lords not stormed the Temple to free him and detain this impetuous young rebel?” [Harbinger asked.]

“I suspect they have a horde of reasons: none of them want any of this publicised to the wider ‘Skimmer’ populace not before the situation is fully stabilised one way or the other. Too many secrets could get out and they hate to show any weakness.” [The Agent said.]

“Or some of them are waiting to see how the die falls.” [Priest Vested said.]

“As usual the shifting fractional politics of the ‘Stellar Court’ are difficult to follow in secret a few may even support the young Warlord’s actions.” [The Agent said.]

“Yet despite this crisis at least on the surface here everything remains business as usual.” [Harbinger said.]

“That is true the Pilgrims are unaware that anything is amiss that suits everyone. When Kagga’s people spotted you in the line he was enraged that any Paradox would dare to seek to know the Temple’s mysteries. Then he decided he would have his people mock you with a series of cruel and ridiculously made up rituals to improve his forces flagging morale. Unfortunately, I was sure Kagga due to his prejudices was underestimating both your intelligence and your anger as a - Warrior - Priest. I saw only one possible result a serious diplomatic incident either yours or Kagga’s death. Such a development would only make this crisis worse. Kagga has two sides when he is calm he is a cunning and gifted plotter but he is also arrogant and prone to fits of rage that ignore all common sense. He has already done some unforgivable things here to Clerics who dared to defy his orders or just failed to show proper deference to his stolen authority. Kagga since he holds the High Temple already deludes himself that - he is - the Arch Prelate in all ways that matter.” [The Agent said.]

“So you took over from our officially assigned guides.” [Harbinger said.]

“My people unilaterally and the ‘Stellar Court’ quietly and secretly are trying to resolve this issue without adding new fracture lines in the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ nation; interspecies complications could destroy that endeavour. I believed I had little choice from an operational position. We are hoping that eventually Kagga must withdraw when he ultimately accepts his mission is hopeless but when it comes to admitting he is defeated he is proving unbelievably stubborn. As a last resort, my superiors suggested I could challenge Kagga to a duel, a fight I could easily lose. Kagga is a formidable opponent in close combat and for once I would have to fight fair or it would be simple murder and again cause who knows what political fallout.” [The Agent said.]

“Why is he doing this?” [Harbinger asked.]

“Our analysis suggests Kaggattkaa is utterly opposed to the new racial harmony promoted by the Temple and the ‘Caste System’. He is an advocate that real strength is born through the promotion of strife not cooperation. He believes in a very different Draakhaal to the image now being promoted as the Shaper of a perfectly balanced race.” [The Agent said.]

“So he is rebelling against the direction taken by his father’s generation after Draakhaal was martyred.” [Harbinger said.]

“He is a complicated entity torn in two. He claims to be loyal to his father; however, the parent he serves is the teacher of his youth the mighty ‘Void Skimmer’ Clan Lord who sold him all the old ways founded on the first principle that above all else - might is right. Recent changes in policy have confused many unenlightened young ‘Skimmer’ nobles. It has hardly helped them that it is not the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ way to let their children know the deeper mysteries of why they do things: they are just expected to obey without question or suffer the consequences of parental disfavour.” [The Agent said.]

“I imagine he believes his father compromised his old ideals.” [Harbinger said.]

“In particular Kagga’s rants accuse the Arch Prelate of being a traitor to the cause. He says the Arch Prelate hides away in the High Temple because he knows here his crimes are beyond any physical challenge. He is convinced all the proofs he needs of the twisting of Draakhaal’s original message lie hidden in sealed internal archives here in the Arch Prelate’s High Office.” [The Agent explained.]

“So he came here to expose a conspiracy.” [Harbinger said.]

“Yes and no, we have discovered he plans to blackmail the ‘Stellar Court’ into sanctifying his position as the replacement for the Arch Prelate who he wishes to force to stand down. It is Kagga’s intent to turn the Temple around to promote his vision of the Shaper’s will. Kagga has realised the Temple could make a perfect weapon to wrest control of the nation from the corrupt in his eyes - fallen - authority of the ‘Stellar Court’. He is a student of the early Draakhaal and believes those who can take power are those who deserve it while those who lose their power should accept oblivion.” [The Agent said.]

“Give me a moment to think about this.” [Harbinger said.]

“I have to say I am disappointed by all this.” [My Avatar said.]

“I would gamble my Captaincy now that somehow Elder Patriarch did know all about this ongoing situation. This crisis is why he suggested I should visit here.” [Harbinger sends to me angrily.]

“Coincidences do happen everything is not a conspiracy.” [I send in reply.]

“Tell that to the ‘Stellar Court’ or this problematic Warlord. This is what happens when you stir up impetuous youths. There is a lesson in this for Priest Vested although the ‘Young One’ Recycler’s political coup should have been more than lesson enough for him to think thrice about his careless Acolyte agitations.” [Harbinger sends.]

“Why would Elder Patriarch specifically involve us though?” [I send.]

“A wild card to face off against a wild card.” [Harbinger sends.]

“I suppose our friend would not have expected you to risk yourself by coming here in person. Maybe Elder Patriarch believed you could enter negotiations with this Kagga person, as a third party, convince him it is in his best interest to surrender.” [I send.]

“Somehow I do not think this Warlord is the negotiating or surrendering type.” [Harbinger sends.]

“What was your plan.” [Harbinger asked the Agent.]

“We hide here until I can figure out a way to smuggle you out of the Temple or until Kagga gives up on this endeavour.” [The Agent explained.]

“When do you think that will happen.” [Priest Vested asked.]

“I wish I knew, when he runs out of Clerics to torture and grows bored.” [The Agent offered.]

“We can hardly just sit here and let him get away with atrocities like that.” [Priest Vested said.]

“The Cleric’s are just a few ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ there are billions more.” [The Agent said.]

“They are ‘Core Alliance’ citizens.” [Priest Vested countered.]

“What does he hope to gain by these interrogations?” [Harbinger asked.]

“The secret of the lock out encryption or some other hidden way into the Upper Temple.” [The Agent explained.]

“Does such a way exist?” [Harbinger asked.]

“I doubt it, of course there are rumours but places like this always have tales about secret passages and chambers.” [The Agent explained.]

“Still there is a remote possibility such a way might exist and one of the captured Clerics might know of it - that is a big risk to take.” [Harbinger said.]

“You are just looking for an excuse to act. If provoked by any resistance Kagga will not back down that is why I believed it was necessary to spirit you away. Even if you managed to kill him it would be a disaster, think about it: an Elder Paradox spilling the blood of a noble son of a ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ Clan Lord in of all places the High Temple to the Shaper. The wider circumstances would hardly matter - no one would care - there would be bloodshed many eager young ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ Nobles would rise to enact revenge.” [The Agent explained.]

“Well I cannot ignore this: people are being tortured.” [Harbinger said.]

“This is a ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ issue it is none of your business.” [The Agent said.]

“That is amusing coming from you - a foreign agent.” [Priest Vested said.]

“Enough. Now I know about this situation, I am afraid it is my business, besides what if this Warlord somehow manages to succeed. We dare not permit this barbarian to get control of this faith it would be an unmitigated disaster.” [Harbinger said.]

“What can you do the temple is full of smuggled in ‘Warrior Caste’ members faithful to their Champion? They are carefully controlling everyone coming in. Any Clerics showing defiance are imprisoned and tortured the rest have been intimidated into eager fearful compliance - you saw the three at the entrance. Any challenge you might offer will just make all these and other matters worse.” [The Agent explained.]

“I am sure I can think of something that will work even in these circumstances. We can use Kagga’s belief that he is firmly in control here against him. If we can defeat this Warlord, I assume his followers will put up little further resistance.” [Harbinger said.]

“You should listen to my father he is very resourceful.” [Priest Vested said.]

“Tell me about the layout of the Temple and about this ‘Dark Void’ am I right in believing it is used instead of dividing walls and is a simple form of nanotechnology? Actually I can guess each large floating particle can generate a sheaf that from one side is opaque but from the other is transparent.” [Harbinger asked.]

“How did you know this?” [The Agent asked.]

“We Paradox have reinvented a similar technology once used by our ancestors that employs these principles perhaps this one has been retro engineered by the ‘Void Skimmers’. How do the Clerics control their ‘Dark Void’?” [Harbinger asked.]

“Pheromone signals that are relayed onward by the particles themselves I can give you the exact control code command set if you like.” [The Agent explained.]

“Wonderful this is going to be even easier than I imagined.” [Harbinger said.]

“What are you thinking about doing?” [Priest Vested asked.]

“We secure Kagga unharmed and hand him over to the ‘Stellar Court’. Then his people will have no option but to quietly surrender.” [Harbinger said.]

“Just how do you propose to do this miraculous deed? If you are thinking about using a warp wormhole this temple is sealed against such intrusions.” [The Agent asked.]

“Pretty easily if I get the timing right. I will not even have to - technically - leave the safety of this room and no wormhole access will be needed.” [Harbinger said glowing yellow.]

“That would be a neat trick Paradox. However, if what you are planning involves inflicting any damage to the High Temple you had best forget it.” [The Agent said.]

“There will be no need to do any collateral damage at all.” [Harbinger said.]

“I cannot decide if I have utterly underestimated your abilities or if you are completely deluded or just plain mad.” [The Agent said.]

“This Kagga should have found an excuse to turn me away at the door. I will teach him this morning that it is folly to even consider mocking an Elder Paradox.” [Harbinger said.]

“I am afraid ‘Many Truths’ I will need to borrow your ‘Shroud Suit’. It is better if I do this as I am more experienced at this sort of thing.” [Harbinger sends.]

“More likely you cannot abide not being in the midst of the action.” [I send glowing yellow.]

[Nonetheless, I readily disconnected the larger thread of my consciousness from my ‘Shroud Suit’ permitting my Captain to take over prime control of the unit as one of his remote Avatars. Of course, I remained piggybacking in the subsystems via companion-ship.]

[Luckily Harbinger had dropped some bugs as we had traversed the temple. Using these spies, we could tell when the area above was clear. Our new associate opened the ‘High Density Field’ door and Harbinger’s Avatar that had gone into stealth mode rose up and out using a ‘Shroud Suit’ manipulation field leap.]

[We had learned that the whole lower Temple was one large octagonal open space. It used the ‘Dark Voids’ that could also act as sonic dampening screens to create the illusion of multiple enclosed spaces usually in the form of octagonal cells of varying size.]

[My Captain still hidden by Paradox stealth carefully made his way to one solid outer wall there using a very low powered manipulation field he anchored his suit substance to the wall. Against the power of artificial gravity he flowed upward then along the ceiling. He did this slowly to give his stealth the maximum time to compensate - just in case anyone was looking.]

[Due to his excellent aerial view whilst being capable of controlling and thus looking down through the ‘Dark Void’ my Captain soon located his quarry. It helped that Kagga was vain enough to be broadcasting virtual name and rank markings and was cruel enough to be busy interrogating another unfortunate Cleric bound to what looked like makeshift scaffolding.]

[Despite the angle being a bit off putting, I judged the Warlord slightly shorter than our Agent friend was, but bulkier in build. Sonic screens isolated sound within the octagonal cell; nonetheless, it was obvious Kagga was enjoying his work just by the exaggerated almost dramatic movements he was making almost as if putting on a performance for his troops or possibly his victim or both.]

[Rather barbarically, Kagga was using unsophisticated hand held craftwork and surgical tools in his interrogation: poking, cutting, grasping and gouging rather than employing less permanently damaging modern nerve stimulation technologies or mechanical mind readers that could hook into a neural net in a manner not unlike but far less sophisticated than a Paradox Inquisitor. To me the whole operation was unnecessarily primitive sadistic and messy.]

[Eight troopers guarded Kagga but typically, not one was bothering to look directly up. Most of the guards seemed fixated on the pain-filled drama before them.]

[My Captain shifted slightly to stay directly above his quarry waiting with unusual patience for the perfect moment to drop. I could understand why I estimated we would only have one chance to do this. I was also sure waiting would not have been so easy if we could hear the Cleric’s pain filled cries.]

[When Kagga moved over to a small table to make a great show over choosing a new implement of agony. We congealed into the shape of a giant liquid teardrop and fell. At the last moment this form opening up like a blanket. As the ‘Shroud Suit’ slipped open it naturally lost all stealth capability but by that point it hardly mattered.]

[We landed on our target like a conical cloak and the suit immediately flowed over the startled Skimmer who attempted to shrug us off by striving to open his carapace and by extruding his spines a natural enough reflex action for his species.]

[However, the suit wrapping around him forced against the carapaces small muscles with overweening force to weld it tightly shut. As to the spines, they poked through gaps the suit opened in front of their sharp toxin injecting points before they could jab in. With the spines exposed, the suit then gripped down hard upon each quill like spines base locking them rigidly and harmlessly in place.]

[The guards stared in shock as their leader was encased in alien substance.]

[Kagga became deliberately unbalanced so that he toppled over backwards hitting the ground hard. This allowed the last gaps to seal as suit substance flowed over his clawed feet. It had taken just a few seconds for the Warlord to be fully enclosed. The ‘Shroud Suit’ activated its biologically generated shield.]

[The guards having raised their weapons stared as the suit sprouted three small Tri-optic sensors giving overlapping three hundred and sixty degrees of vision.]

[I could imagine the guards puzzlement and almost sympathise they could hardly fire on their Warlord but to just stand by and do nothing was equally incomprehensible.]

[One of the guards moved forward to grab what looked like a laser scalpel from the table he advanced cautiously under our watchful gaze.]

[Another guard slung a weapon I could not identify and pulled out four ‘Leech’ grenades one in each limb.]

“Stand down immediately or Kaggattkaa dies.” [Harbinger said.]

[A third guard also unhooked ‘Leech’ grenades.]

“He will die long before you can drop this shield.” [Harbinger advised.]

[The ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ looked to each other uncertain.]

“If you insist in trying to free your Master you will be directly responsible for killing him, if you disobey me you will kill him. Now drop all your weapons and I mean all of them.” [Harbinger demanded.]

[The first grenade wielder hefted his devices as if testing their weight then carefully crouched to set them on the ground. Grudgingly the rest followed his example. We watched patiently until they had all fully disarmed - making small piles of equipment.]

“Good, now stand over there.” [Harbinger said pointing with an extruded tentacle.]

[The guards sullenly obeyed glaring malice.]

“Wonderful, now you will order all your other forces to lay down their weapons under the same consequences should they fail to comply. I have no desire to kill your Warlord but if pressed I will not hesitate to do so.” [Harbinger warned.]

“When they have dropped their weapons they are to gather near the main entrance. Once they are in place you eight will pick up your leader and carry him outside via the Temples rear exit following the directions I give you.” [Harbinger added.]

“Outside I have arranged for you to be met by a group of Parliamentary Police they will arrange for your swift transport directly into ‘Stellar Court’ custody. Then and only then will the rest of your people exit the temple via the main entrance one at a time there they will quietly give themselves up to more Parliamentary Police.” [Harbinger continued.]

“Only when all this has been done and Kaggattkaa is in the custody of your own authorities will he be released from his solitary confinement. This bold folly by your over ambitious commander is over.” [Harbinger told the humbled guards.]

“Did you hear all that?” [Harbinger sends via a direct communications link that the suit had obligingly made to the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ captives neural net.]

“I could kill myself. I will kill myself if you try to interrogate my mind. I know all about your Paradox tricks our neural nets are now armed against your evil mind stealing abilities.” [The immobilised Kaggattkaa sends.]

“If you really know all our tricks you should be ashamed that you permitted yourself to be captured so easily. Still you can keep your petty secrets Warlord even if I do not think you are the type prone to suicide: you have too much hate inside you to give up that easily.” [Harbinger sends.]

“You are right about that Paradox I will live to see you burn for this. Tell me your name or are you afraid?” [Kaggattkaa sends.]

“You do not scare me child, I am Elder Harbinger of the ‘Many Truth’s Corporation’.” [Harbinger sends.]

“I know you and I will remember your name you will regret once again meddling in affairs that are not and should never have been any concern of yours.” [Kaggattkaa sends.]

“The only thing I will regret is that I did not arrive earlier to stop you sooner child.” [Harbinger sends.]

“I killed no innocents they are all guilty of betrayal. Be assured - I will - remember your name.” [Kaggattkaa sends.]

“I am afraid - after this debacle - you will be lucky if you remember your own name when the ‘Stellar Court’ have finished working on you.” [Harbinger sends.]

“We will see Elder. You will never make us into your clawless pets. You will never control us the way you have leashed our fathers. One day you will all drown in our justified wrath for daring to think you could tame us. You may have temporarily stolen our birthright but you will never make us into loyal slaves to your pathetically weak ‘Core Alliance’. We have a greater destiny than you can even imagine. You can corrupt some of our leaders but you will never taint all of us, never.” [Kaggattkaa sends.]

“You are an anachronism Kagga. If you are a slave, it is to outdated hatred and malice nothing more. Still I am glad to have met you because I now know people like you are the exception; even among your ill begotten savage species.” [Harbinger sends before breaking the connection.]

“A short time in solitary confinement might do him some good.” [Harbinger sends to me.]



[Time: 03:33.][Date 22.02.29SA (Second Accord). 9th PA 22.02.26.]

[Location: Storage Room, High Temple, Temple Plaza, Parliamentary District, Green Orb Alpha, Core Alliance Space, Emissary Sphere.]

“It is done the last of your Cabal have left the Temple.” [Harbinger said glowing yellow.]

“Your ‘Shroud Suits’ are an impressive technology. It seems I was wrong - it was fortunate - that you decided to visit the High Temple. This impasse might have continued for many more days with who knows what eventual consequence.” [The Agent said.]

“Yes it was fortunate. A bold move like this attempted Temple coup is just the sort of thing that might foolishly rally the more militaristic young nobles to attempt to seize control of the ‘Stellar Court’ from their slightly wiser fathers. After what happened with the ‘Young One’ Recyclers we should be on our guard against youthful ambitions.” [Harbinger said.]

“The ‘Void Skimmer’ species is a complicated adversary. I am glad my assignment has not ended in a disaster. I am sorry if I underestimated your capabilities - no insult was intended - I have had few dealings with Elder Paradox they do not move in the circles I frequent.” [The Agent admitted.]

“What will you do now?” [Harbinger asked.]

“I have been ordered to decommission this compromised vehicle and wait for another assignment.” [The Agent replied.]

“Immediately?” [Harbinger asked.]

“No I have a little time why do you ask.” [The Agent replied.]

“I have never met a ‘Transient’; I did not even know that such a thing existed until today. I would like to get to know you a little better.” [Harbinger said.]

“I am what I do Harbinger. There is little to know. We do not make friends in my business it would complicate our missions far too much.” [The Agent said.]

“I am sorry to hear that.” [Harbinger said.]

“Do not be, this life has its compensations if you are the type to appreciate them. I enjoy knowing things others do not and my work makes a difference. You do know it will be best to pretend this incident never happened.” [The Agent said.]

“No doubt, denial is the ‘Stellar Court’ way. They like to maintain their secrets and telling this story might do me more harm than good. For a start, few ‘Skimmer’ hard liners would appreciate their Prelate being saved by a Paradox: they would feel resentful not in my debt. Being assisted by a Paradox could disgrace the Arch Prelate as well.” [Harbinger said.]

“Luckily I do not think Kagga’s supporters will want to broadcast their embarrassing failure either. However, they will not forget or forgive you.” [The Agent said.]

“I have a long list of enemies a few more will make little difference.” [Harbinger said.]

“Well I should go now - be safe - do not underestimate Kagga yes he is young, rash and may have overstretched himself on this occasion but he has a strong following and this plan of his could have worked if my people had not stumbled upon it.” [The Agent said.]

“Give my blessings to Khoordaann as ever the ‘Core Alliance’ is grateful for her peoples assistance though your stories may never be told. Do you think the ‘Stellar Court’ will be lenient with their errant child?” [Harbinger asked.]

“I think his boldness will impress some. The Clan Lords are not yet fully comfortable - sharing power - many still harbour secret outsized ambitions and dream of being the next Draakhaal or serving one leader as a favoured elevated lieutenant.” [The Agent advised.]

“I will remember that friend.” [Harbinger said.]

“Please avoid touching me until after the process is complete.” [The Agent warned.]

[To our surprise our new friend slumped to the floor as a dead weight and his body began to discorporate at an alarming rate into a sticky looking chemical puddle that bubbled and frothed vigorously giving off a lot of heat and steam before desiccating before our eyes into a pile of fine inert dust.]

“An unusual exit.” [Harbinger said.]

“Without doubt father but now how do we get out of here?” [Priest Vested said looking up at the closed HDF door.]

“A good question ‘Constant’.” [Harbinger replied.]

[In the end we had to signal our Marines to get us some Clerical assistance.]



[Time: 03:42.][Date 22.02.29SA (Second Accord). 9th PA 22.02.26.]

[Location: The High Temple, Temple Plaza, Parliamentary District, Green Orb Alpha, Core Alliance Space, Emissary Sphere.]

“How did you manage to get down there.” [A Cleric asked after we had been rescued.]

“I am not entirely sure: one second we were being guided along in an impenetrable darkness the next we just fell in.” [Harbinger lied smoothly.]

“Emissary, how embarrassing this is clearly more than a simple malfunction this is a grave oversight and a dereliction of duty. I trust you have not been harmed by this harrowing experience.” [The Cleric replied.]

“It was a mere inconvenience.” [Harbinger replied.]

“Thank the Shaper, and perhaps this is actually good fortune for you. I believe you are to be honoured with an audience with the Arch Prelate it is possible he wishes to apologise to you in person for this shocking - inconvenience.” [The Cleric said.]

“You seem very busy today.” [Harbinger stated looking around at a lot of frantic activity even in the open area of temple we could see.]

“The Arch Prelate has decided to rotate a lot of staff in from shrines and lesser Temples beyond ‘Green Orb Alpha’. The idea is that in this most auspicious year all who truly serve the Shaper should experience the joy of working in the High Temple.” [The Cleric advised.]

“I will remember that.” [Harbinger said.]

“I am afraid some of the newcomers have proven a bit shall we say - parochial - in their manners which has caused all kinds of problems. From the outside, it may appear our usual strict adherence to protocol is now organised chaos. There have even been several complaints from unhappy Pilgrims.” [The Cleric explained.]

“I am sorry to hear that.” [Harbinger replied.]

“Thankfully I am sure it will all sort itself out now that the Arch Prelate has finished his deep mediations. As you would no doubt agree every ship needs a Captain to ensure its utmost efficiency.” [The Cleric said.]

“A place like this - much like a space going vessel - should thrive on stability.” [Harbinger replied.]

“Did you get to visit the ‘Eight Pillars’ and the ‘Shaper’s Shell’?” [The Cleric asked.]

“I am afraid we never got that far and somehow I have lost one of my colleagues as well.” [Harbinger said.]

“Outrageous, I suspect your guide may have fled away in fright when he realised what he had accidentally done by dropping you down there. In relation to your friend, he cannot have gone far he probably just got lost in the dark and wandered out the rear exit. I am sure he will turn up eventually. You must think we are terrible barbarians a less understanding person might have accused us of false imprisonment or worse: we are all in your debt Elder Paradox and unlike some we are not the type to forget that.” [The Cleric said.]

“Anyone can make a mistake.” [Harbinger said.]

“A mistake yes, but to be unrepentant is another matter. I hope you realise we are not all like the careless one who did you this miss service. Not that I wish to be immodest but a few always need culled from the ranks. Not everyone has what it takes to be a true servant of the Shaper. Unfortunately some people just refuse to understand that it is a calling not an occupation they will insist in trying to join the Temple for all the wrong reasons despite simply not being qualified. Wealth and power have their place in any society but they are not what matters to us. Could you imagine if charlatans were not removed and one day such a one rose to the position of Arch Prelate it would be a disaster for all.” [The Cleric rambled.]

“I heartily agree you can never be too careful about who is promoted to any position of authority. You should take great care to protect yourself from the vainly ambitious who harbour less than correct intentions.” [Harbinger said.]

“Trust me; wise Elder, steps are being taken as we speak to ensure this sort of thing can never ever happen again on our watch.” [The Cleric said.]

“I am glad to here that, it quite makes the whole experience worthwhile.” [Harbinger said glowing yellow.]

“I am so glad we understand each other. I hope you will not broadcast our shame abroad in your travels we do so rely upon our good reputation as a welcoming haven.” [The Cleric said.]

“We have forgotten about our little inconvenience already. Given all the pressure you have been under with the anniversary of the Shapers elevation - and so on - I am amazed and humbled that you have taken so much time to ease my mind. You mentioned an audience with your esteemed Arch Prelate.” [Harbinger said glowing yellow.]

“Of course, if you will follow me. We get so very few visitors who are not members of our faith which is a shame really as…” [The Cleric rambled on waving his arms around as he preached.]

[I tuned the ‘Skimmer’ out for a while despite the fact that there were hidden meanings in his words, I decided I could review his prattle later. Right now, I was just glad this strange episode was more or less over. I doubted we would face any other serious threats here in the High Temple if we did then we would really have something to complain about.]

[As we approached a small surface gate I tuned back in - my Captain halted.]

“Step through friend.” [The Cleric requested.]



[Time: 05:02.][Date 22.02.29SA (Second Accord). 9th PA 22.02.26.]

[Location: High Office of the Arch Prelate, Upper Temple, High Temple, Temple Plaza, Parliamentary District, Green Orb Alpha, Core Alliance Space, Emissary Sphere.]


[After we had been ushered past a series of busy areas hiving with Clerical activity, we had settled down to business alone with the Arch Prelate in his private office. The ultimate Inner Sanctum of Temple authority was a clean room without a single piece of furniture or decoration. However, deep scans revealed a hint of masses of active machinery hidden behind the smooth black walls.]

[Here the Arch Prelate explained he worked principally in his own mind using a virtual reality interface wedded to the Temples wider data mass across all the ‘Sea Spheres’ of the ‘Core Alliance’. He explained how he had little need for distracting physical adornments in his workspace.]

[However, I realised there was probably more to the stark room than that. This area provided perfect security. Here I doubted even one of our tiny bugs could lurk undetected but to me it was also sterile and cold.]

[After apologising and thanking us, a frank at times - cutting - religious debate erupted. Following the heated theological workout that I could tell my Captain had very much enjoyed, the Arch Prelate eluded that to his great embarrassment - despite what we had already done and suffered - there was a service he still hoped we would undertake for the good of the ‘Core Alliance’.]

[First, however he insisted we listen to an explanation of his own history saying ‘what remains unknown can never be fully trusted’.]

“When I was saved from that horrible genetic flaw that the Shaper sent to make us prove our worth I was changed like many others.” [The Arch Prelate began.]

“You had a life altering epiphany.” [My Captain said with belated diplomacy.]

[In his earlier debate especially in relation to the false manufactured nature of the Shaper faith, my Captain had pulled no punches.]

“Please Harbinger let us continue to be honest with one another I had my memory, personality and genetics rather heavily rewritten by the ‘Stellar Court’ of that time.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“You know about that.” [Harbinger said I could feel his shock via our companion-ship.]

“I also know all about Stage III, your important role in our esteemed leader’s ascension - the whole marvellous and shocking story.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“Incredible.” [Priest Vested said.]

“I used to be full of hate. Caught illegally mining in ‘Free Stellar’ space they confiscated my vessel and deported me back credit less to the ‘Core Alliance’ there as a pauper I was forcibly conscripted. Eventually through sheer brutality, I managed despite many other character flaws to rise to the rank of Strike Force sergeant. I was a Marine in the ‘Five Day War’ a killer. I was angry all the time: enraged at my fate, furious with the ‘Conglomerate’, secretly bitter with my superiors I even seem to recall fuming inside about our rations. I was hot-tempered and never ever happy about anything the only thing that gave me any pleasure was passing on my pain to others. Now look at me I do not even duel and I get pleasure not through the infliction of pain and suffering but by helping people. I feel very different I feel at peace. I can even look back on the sins of my youth and accept them without self loathing.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“You are content knowing this change of heart was engineered rather than a product of your own mind and souls evolution.” [Harbinger said.]

“If you ask me I needed a little genetic and mental reprogramming: a few corrections as the eccentric ‘Five Guardians’ would say - I was unwell. Why would I resent a cure? I was empty, cruel and bitter now my life has a real purpose.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“I think I can understand that.” [Priest Vested Interest said.]

“Do many others among the treated know this much?” [Harbinger asked still a bit shocked.]

“From what I have been given to understand just a few, not so many, those with the capacity to be able to accept and appreciate the truth as part of their - education. Not everyone has that ability. Luckily, for me they expended a lot more time and effort on some of us compared to others. A little ironically I am afraid the ‘Stellar Court’ decided that striving to even try to perfect the entire species was impossible given the time restrictions and the workloads involved: the caste system was a crude patch at best - a compromise. The process even in active progress frequently (sometimes disastrously) revised and updated. To be honest it is amazing the ‘Caste System’ has worked as well as it has so far. Few things born of so many differences of opinion or designed by committee operate smoothly of course there is a degree of constant intervention required by a host of agencies and individuals.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“They will have their differences of opinion and your Temple was made in part to smooth these troubles over.” [Harbinger suggested.]

“In a way I suppose it was. It certainly does not help our society that our Clan Lords change all the time due to attrition. Unfortunately, the one unimproved Caste in their thinking is our quarrelsome leaders and their spawn: they made sure they just got the genetic snip. They arrogantly consider themselves perfect already. Overall, the percentage of duels to the death is a small one but the numbers killed among such an elite group is still a significant figure. I suppose the existence of ruling house dynasties helps a little.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“I admit your ever changing leadership has made developing a long term working relationship with the ‘Stellar Court’ rather difficult.” [Harbinger complained.]

“I avoid the ‘Court’ Harbinger some fool might challenge even me there. Putting false modesty aside my death would be a waste of talents few if any of the Clan Lords possess.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“I have to say your honesty is disarming.” [Harbinger said.]

“Disarming honesty from a - prodigious liar - do I detect a softening in your stance towards the Shaper faiths prime advocate? Many members of the ‘Stellar Court’ are still stuck in the past. They would hoard secrets out of habit even when it becomes counter productive. They split our unity but I can do little about that at the source.” [The Arch Prelate explained.]

“So what do you want from me?” [Harbinger asked.]

“My concern is about Rii Roethynn.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“What do you know about the ‘Splinter Raiders’?” [Harbinger asked suspiciously.]

“What do you know about the ‘Supernova Device’?” [The Arch Prelate countered.]

“What do you know about it?” [Harbinger asked.]

[The Arch Prelate made a slow full circuit of his stark inner office.]

“Trust does not come easy to you does it Elder Harbinger.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

[I noticed Priest Vested Interest glowed yellow at that statement.]

“Not that easy.” [Harbinger replied.]

“Then I will speak first. From what I have gathered, the so-called ‘Supernova Device’ is either everything or nothing. A figment of your and others overactive imaginations or a potential key that could unlock a whole new science of energy as if we do not have more than enough deadly power at our disposal already.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“That is more than I know.” [Harbinger said.]

“Forgive me Elder Harbinger but somehow I doubt that. Very large Anomalous explosions of the magnitude believed to have been used by the ‘Splinter Raiders’ when nobody was looking (except the poor souls who had no hope of surviving the experience) normally cause EPR ‘Extra Physical Reactions’ as you well know.” [The Arch Prelate lectured.]

“Even the Ancient Trojan during their Turmoil may have imposed limits on the size of their largest ‘AM’ warheads for these reasons (no doubt after creating some nasty anomalies of their own) in earlier ages. I know for a fact that some recent experiments undertaken by various governments each trying to match the ‘Splinter Raiders’ explosive achievement initially caused some deaths in the scientific community and created more than a few potential navigation hazards out there in the dark. I also noticed the Hierophants usually at the forefront of ‘Core Alliance’ scientific developments have made no comment or move to assist with breaching this barrier to advancement.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“So how does this concern you or me?” [Harbinger said.]

“If the ‘Splinter Raiders’ have become masters of such an important new technology as a science that could possible give hints to how to control ‘EPR’ then many of the Clan Lords would do almost anything to get it. Further, they would also want to stop anybody else from getting it first and frankly Elder Harbinger I am sure a lot of people among the other races will feel pretty much the same way would you agree?” [The Arch Prelate asked.]

“I suppose put like that some might.” [Harbinger admitted.]

“So what we are looking at is a great deal of potential misery unless of course you are the sort who enjoys being dragged into another senseless series of conflicts.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“Still let’s say for the sake of argument that Rii Roethynn had or still has such a weapon a genuine ‘Supernova Device’ that can obliterate a whole fleet in one almighty bang without causing any dangerous back firing ‘EPR’. I would imagine the weapon or weapons would be a very few sealed units that he has procured from some strange and rare source that should have known better than to part with them in the first place. Rii Roethynn will not understand the science he will not be able to reproduce this weapon even if he wanted to. Therefore there is little fear of rampant proliferation.” [Harbinger said.]

“I know about the ‘Higher Tiers’ as well Elder Harbinger I think they are starting to prepare us for greater degrees of contact do you agree?” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“I am not sure I do.” [Harbinger said.]

“However, that is irrelevant what bothers me is that all it may take to set people on the path to knowledge is actually seeing these monster weapons in action. You talked with Rii Roethynn before Elder Harbinger you have to convince him not to use any more devices of this nature in the ‘Heartland’ preferably advise him to sell them back to whoever he got them from. I am sure they were never meant to be deployed here against us.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“I get the feeling my influence over the Rii may have become widely exaggerated if you think I can do that. Also I would like to know why you would even consider trusting me with such a momentous task.” [Harbinger said.]

“You fear I have an ulterior motive. When I find a task that is outside my purlieu and abilities to fix, I delegate. Sadly Elder Harbinger I can hardly recruit any member of the ‘Stellar Court’. You Paradox have long been guardians of the secrets of ‘Anomalous Matter’ mostly you have behaved in an honourable sensible manner and tried to avoid unwarranted proliferation and escalation. When I saw you in the line I knew the Shaper had answered my need maybe the power of prayer should not be mocked by me after all.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“Your lack of any real faith still disturbs me.” [Harbinger said.]

“I have faith just not in mysticism beyond its use as a smokescreen for practical endeavours.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“I am not some kind of hero or saviour Eminence. You know I killed your Shaper, I am not even sorry about doing it, and the idea of understanding the nature of ‘EPR’ is a mighty temptation to me. I have studied anomalies my whole life and still know almost nothing about them.” [Harbinger said.]

“I know you killed him - twice - but sometimes such things are all part of the grand design. If Draakhaal had not died when he did, I am sure he would have fallen from grace. Now he is an eternal inspiration rather than an evil monstrous tyrant leading an alien menace that only used to be ‘Stellar’. I like to think of what you did as elevating rather than murdering Draakhaal. I like to dream that if there were such a thing as an afterlife, the Draakhaal there would be a little wiser and fully appreciate what the Temple does today in his name. As to temptation who better to resist that than a fellow Priest who is also a Warrior. If anyone can know the horrid consequences of failure you do.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

[Paranoid66]

Hopefully the last edit to Chapter 3. [20th Nov.]

They have been coming out more than a bit rough at the moment. As ever I would be grateful for any comments.

[Paranoid66]

[[FOUR]]

[Time: 06:10.][Date 22.02.29SA (Second Accord). 9th PA 21.02.26.]

[Location: High Office of the Arch Prelate, Upper Temple, High Temple, Temple Plaza, Parliamentary District, Green Orb Alpha, Core Alliance Space, Emissary Sphere.]

[My Captain turned his prime Tri-optic towards the Arch Prelate.]

“Just how loudly have you been praying for help?” [Harbinger asked the most senior cleric in the Shaper faith.]

“What do you mean by that?” [The Arch Prelate asked.]

“Have you ever heard of an Elder Paradox Priest called Patriarch?” [Harbinger asked.]

“Not to my recollection.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“Do you know an Elder Composure?” [Harbinger asked.]

“Trust me; I am not involved in a Paradox conspiracy.” [The Arch Prelate promised.]

“Perhaps unknowingly you are.” [Harbinger replied.]

“I doubt that very much.” [The Arch Prelate insisted.]

“Captain you are obsessing.” [I send.]

“I wish that was true. I am convinced Patriarch and Composure think they can use me like a self guiding missile and in this instance, they are probably right: they have me locked on to the perfect target.” [Harbinger sends.]

“Well I still think you are in danger of losing all perspective if I was you I would forget about the ‘Higher Tiers’ they are a distraction.” [I send.]

“Do you think it was an accident that Composure teased me with a manufactured Anomaly before Elder Patriarch showed up? Think about it ‘MT’ it was a not too subtle primer to begin hooking my curiosity in about this possible ‘Splinter’ ‘EPR’ avoiding super weapon. A hint that the ‘Higher Tiers’ have actual mastery over some Anomalies.” [Harbinger sends.]

[Harbinger slumped a little as if in defeat to the Arch Prelate’s surprise.]

“Sorry, I was just communing with my Ship the ‘Many Truths’.” [Harbinger explained straightening up.]

“It must be - interesting - to have a close companion-ship bond in our navy our ships are less companionable they need to be more - sternly - mastered.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“You built aggression into your ‘Living Hulls’ that is something you may one day regret.” [Priest Vested warned speaking up at last.]

“That decision happened long before my time and even now the fleet is beyond my jurisdiction. The ‘Void Master’ Armada is firmly controlled by the ‘Warrior Caste’.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“That sounds dangerous to me.” [Priest Vested said.]

“Our Warriors are conditioned to obey orders via a strict chain of command but need not obey the clergy although they are honour bound to listen to our advice regarding matters of faith and conscience.” [The Arch Prelate explained.]

“Faith and conscience, I am sure that makes a massive difference.” [Harbinger said sarcastically.]

“You might be surprised although I will admit they take some convincing to change their set opinions.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“So every ‘Void Master’ Captain does have a Shaper Cleric advisor?” [Harbinger asked.]

“We have that honour, we also provide every Clan Lord with a personal confessor.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

[Harbinger glowed yellow at that statement.]

“I imagine they are either very busy or ignored and you also hold a permanent seat on the ‘Stellar Court’ as well.” [Harbinger stated.]

“Long ago, I realised my position in the ‘Court’ was not a productive means to challenge the Clan Lords’ decisions or a sensible way to reshape the nation. I prefer other means and methods. I often work from the bottom up rather than from the top down.” [The Arch Prelate confessed.]

“It would be safer that way. Are you really happy with the inequities of your ‘Caste System’?” [Harbinger asked.]

“It has its uses it instils a far greater degree of order than we had before - believe it or not there are fewer feuds and duels - less waste and unnecessary suffering.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“This system gives your people little freedom to choose their own thoughts, never mind their own lifestyle. I feel especially sorry for the ‘Worker Caste’ they appear to get all the toil and little of the benefit.” [Harbinger said.]

“That might also be said of some of your Acolytes - Paradox - and yet I believe that would be a wrong assumption. I often think the ‘Worker Caste’ hold an enviable position: as long as they do their tasks well - they are left alone by their rulers - that is a great boon all by itself.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“Are they as simple minded as they seem?” [Harbinger asked.]

“Prejudice is difficult to overcome. You are not as open minded as you would like to think. We would have considered it a great sin to reduce any member of my species intelligence quotient.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“I find it hard to believe the thought of a little sin would stop the ‘Stellar Court’ else why would they need confessors.” [Harbinger said glowing yellow.]

“The ‘Worker Caste’ have not been lobotomised they just have - new social priorities - a revised way of looking at their place in society, a bit like myself.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“I imagine your workers are programmed with a self sacrificing priority every individual giving their all for the greater whole. You make me very happy that I am an Elder Paradox Priest and not a ‘Void Skimmer’ - drone. Your Caste system reminds me of the ‘Conglomerate’.” [Harbinger said.]

“I imagine you are glad you are no longer an Acolyte.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“What I have chosen to give - I gave freely.” [Harbinger replied.]

[The Arch Prelate laughed out loud.]

“What of your Marines what of your Beta Clones are they not made to serve a specific function?” [The Arch Prelate said.]

[My Captain made no reply to that.]

“Tell me this have you any idea where Rii Roethynn is?” [The Arch Prelate asked.]

“None at all have you?” [Harbinger asked.]

“Sorry, I wish I did but I think I might be able to point you towards a person in the ‘Core Alliance’ that might be able to help.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“You can?” [Harbinger asked.]

“Do you want the data?” [The Arch Prelate asked.]

“Of course, unless it comes with a price I cannot willingly pay.” [Harbinger asked.]

“All knowledge costs us something even if it is just our innocence.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“What do you want from me?” [Harbinger asked.]

“I have told you that already.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“I can make no promises about ‘Supernova’.” [Harbinger said.]

“I have faith that you will do the right thing.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

[The door opened a ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ came in and handed my Captain a small flexi sheet before exiting the chamber without saying a single word.]

[My Captain scrolled through the data summery then plugged into the sheet and after undertaking, a series of scans for viral infections downloaded its entire contents into an isolated memory store module.]

“You can keep that if you like.” [The Arch Prelate said indicating the sheet.]

“No thank you, I have everything I need.” [Harbinger said rolling it up and passing it over to the Arch Prelate.]

“I suppose I can hardly blame you. You have known the best and the worst of us.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“Be careful Eminence I hope you realise the risk you are taking by seeking my assistance with this - even if the ‘Supernova’ turns out to be a nonexistent figment of all our imaginations. The evidence was after all rather contradictory at some sites.” [Harbinger replied.]

“Very few people will know what we discussed here. As to the evidence left behind by the Rii, he would hardly want to give away his secrets too easily. I think the ‘Splinter’ may have thrown in a few extra objects in instances when they suspected others might be monitoring just to confuse the issue.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“Was Kaggattkaa involved in trying to make contact with the ‘Splinter Raiders’?” [Harbinger asked.]

“I am not sure - it is possible - it is just as likely that others tried to use him to remove me from the game. Those who disagree with the Temple’s policies may have guessed I would use what influence I have to try to prevent the spread of ‘Supernova’ weaponry. Still these matters could also be entirely unrelated.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“I must remember that although Draakhaal is dead many of his students are still very much alive and well.” [Harbinger said.]

“Draakhaal will be alive as long as a single ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ lives. You will have to learn to live with the Shaper’s wider legacy Elder Harbinger.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“Do you think that one day we will all be able to live in harmony with mutual respect?” [Priest Vested asked.]

“Anything is possible still you would be wise to be wary of my species ‘Ruling Caste’ especially the young and ambitious ones. If you need further insights or assistance or wish simply to talk to a ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ you now have the data needed to reach me via the Temples ‘Computer Cores’. I fear despite all my sermons my species quarter of a century slumber is ending. With the gene therapy almost complete and the rumour of Rii Roethynn’s return circulating, the Clan Lords are once again thinking about their individual status in relation to each other rather than their joint collective responsibility.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“I had hoped we had a little time left before cooperation faltered.” [Harbinger said.]

“The ‘Ruling Caste’ are stubborn. We must treat them like wilful youths; one expects occasional slippage back into old habits whenever opportunity permits. It is our duty to be firm and persistent to set the right example. I expect the overall political situation to degrade before it improves nonetheless ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ reform is far from an impossible dream.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“Recidivist elements must to be taught that bad behaviour is ultimately harmful rather than beneficial to their ambitions.” [Harbinger stated.]

“I plan to use this potential crisis as an opportunity to educate. The Shaper once said ‘the rigours of the challenges before us are the very things that shall make us great’. These are glorious times for you for me and for the High Temple. It is very invigorating.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“If you are genuine - about all this - then meeting with you has been an honour. However, if you are trying to play me false in some way; you will find you are toying with the wrong Paradox.” [Harbinger warned.]

“I understand that only time will win you over - I can accept that. Now before you go you should know I am receiving reports that off duty ‘MTC’ Acolytes are beginning to congregate in the Temple Plaza - they are calling for you by name Harbinger.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“Somebody must have realised there was a possibility that I am here in person not just as an Avatar.” [Harbinger said.]

“The family know ‘Many Truths’ is docked at ‘Trinity Harbour’ besides by now it will be all over the news channels. No doubt somebody realised visiting the High Temple only as an Avatar would be an inappropriate gesture of goodwill especially during this prestigious anniversary year.” [Priest Vested said.]

“Do you want to address your masses gathering in the plaza?” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“Most definitely not, I never know what to say, I hate it when they do this.” [Harbinger said.]

[A sound drew our attention to one section of wall that extruded out then split into eight pieces that slid apart in a cunning way like a complex puzzle to reveal another small Surface Gate.]

“In that case might I suggest you depart via this one-way device. This gate can deposit you to any of several public destinations from which you can directly warp wormhole back to the - comforting - isolation of your ship.” [The Arch Prelate suggested.]

“I trust you have blocked whatever security breech it was that Recycler accessed earlier.” [Harbinger said looking the gate over.]

“We have taken all the necessary steps to ensure our ‘Computer Cores’ are once again secure. The guilty Recycler is in our custody and contrite has decided to voluntarily help us.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“I am sure you showed him the error of his ways.” [Harbinger said.]

“It is our duty to educate.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“Wonderful then I am happy to leave, I will have my Marines inform the Acolytes in your plaza that I have already departed the Temple before I scoop them back onboard my ship.” [Harbinger said.]

“You do realise just how much your people down there will be disappointed by your hasty departure.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“I refuse to pander to this ridiculous cult of celebrity it makes me uncomfortable.” [Harbinger said.]

“They are congregating to behold a fleeting glimpse of their Father not to worship you as an icon.” [Priest Vested said.]

“I am not so sure and they should know better I do not like or want this level of attention from anyone.” [Harbinger complained.]

“They miss your physical presence among them.” [Priest Vested said.]

“Nonsense, even when I was stationed here what percentage of my Acolytes do you think ever actually got to meet me in person? If I started making public appearances in an attempt to satisfy this absurd desire there would be no end to it. I refuse to become one of those Corporate Priests who swagger around public engagements making speeches and basking in their family’s veneration - it is sickening and corrupting.” [Harbinger replied.]

“Whether they saw you in person or not they knew you where in residence here that made a difference.” [Priest Vested said.]

“I am sorry but I cannot just be a full time Patrician - I tried and failed at that - I am not suited to that role my prime consciousness needs to be free among the stars or I become unhappy. My Avatars here do more than enough. I often wish I had never made the ‘MTC’ but it is too late for that regret.” [Harbinger said.]

“You brought all those Acolytes into existence Harbinger just like the Shaper made many of my people - they did not ask to be born - they are the responsibility of their maker. It strikes me that many of you Paradox Priests have inadvertently become Clan Lords by creating these vast family corporations.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“You can blame your Shaper for our attempts to keep up with your species exponential expansion.” [Harbinger said.]

“Clan Lords is exactly what they are like while the greatest ‘Core Alliance’ Paradox Elders - including my Father here - ghost among their Acolyte masses in their Avatars more like untouchable demigods in disguise.” [Priest Vested said.]

“That is not funny ‘Constant’.” [Harbinger said.]

“Only because it is true.” [Priest Vested insisted.]

“It would seem all our societies are suffering from growing pains to some degree. Remember this Elder Harbinger love unlike indifference can quickly turn to hate because we expect a lot from those we worship and disappointment easily breeds bitter resentment.” [The Arch Prelate said.]

“I know how to deal with my family.” [Harbinger said.]

“The sooner we jump out of here the quicker expectations will be reduced. I should have known better than to make port anywhere in the ‘Core Alliance’ especially here. My physical presence just complicates everything these days.” [Harbinger sends privately to me.]



[After our visit to the High Temple with my Captain and Priest Vested Interest safely onboard, I leapt out to a ‘Dark Coordinate.]

“What do you think of the Arch Prelate?” [I asked my Captain in our SCCCM.]

“I am not sure yet. Did you notice that he made a slip by saying ‘when I saw you in the line I knew the Shaper had answered my need’. When I was in the line he should have been held in stasis.” [Harbinger said.]

“Somehow I missed that. Do you think that comment has great significance it could just be a clerical manner of speech - dressing things up a little?” [My Avatar asked.]

“I do not know but I would like to find out.” [Harbinger said.]

“What are you thinking?” [My Avatar asked.]

“That this could be a pretend manufactured crisis a conspiracy to reconcile me with the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ involving Elder Patriarch and the Arch Prelate.” [Harbinger said.]

“When did your ‘Facilitator’ last make a routine psychological evaluation?” [Priest Vested asked glowing yellow.]

“Perhaps my theory is a little far fetched. I am glad Elder Patriarch was able to help you Priest Vested but otherwise I wish he had not appeared to disturb my equilibrium.” [Harbinger confessed.]

[A little later, we returned to ‘Green Orb Alpha’ via exogenous links to incognito ‘Shroud Suit’ Avatars. I feared after dealing with Kaggattkaa my Captain had a taste for action again and the information the Arch Prelate had forwarded to him whether entirely or partially true or false also intrigued him.]



[Time: 16.30][Date 22.02.29SA (Second Accord). 9th PA 22.02.26.]

[Location: Killers Amphitheatre Arena, Night Bazaar, Jasstaagaal’s Dome, Far Side, Green Orb Alpha, Core Alliance Space, Emissary Sphere.]

[Disguised as three anonymous Marine tourists we now mingled with off duty Paradox Acolytes all seemingly exploring the sordid delights of ‘Jasstaagaal’s Dome’ and ‘Killers’ in particular.]

[The Amphitheatre Arena got its name from the fact that ‘Skimmer’ gladiators preferred death to surviving defeat and dishonour. Victorious Gladiators were not shy about putting any vanquished foe out of their abject misery thus every fight had the extra billing of being a life or death struggle.]

[‘Stellar Draakhaal’ made perfect gladiators because they could take a shocking amount of punishment and occasionally spring back from seeming defeat. The ‘Void Skimmer’ vitality made their battles excitingly nervy to watch and gamble on. In an age of unreal virtual entertainments, it did not get any grittier than this: here was a primal undiluted fight to survive - at any cost - and who would miss a few shamed and defeated ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ who had chosen to risk their lives for profit and glory.]

[Disappointingly, our cover did not need to extend beyond the ‘MTC’: off duty family members where frequent visitors to ‘Killers’ - Paradox liked to gamble and they liked contact sports - and were not squeamish about the death of ‘Skimmers’. Right now we were surrounded by ‘MTC’ Marines who had gladly taken us into their midst as compatriots utterly unaware of how elevated their company actually was.]

[‘Killers’ was a massive tiered circular amphitheatre / arena and we stood far from the front but the action was also broadcast upon a large octagonal arrangement of hanging screens that rested above the combatants heads or at a small premium you could have the show transmitted straight to your neural net. If you were a glutton for punishment at a higher cost, you could even ride along as a passive passenger seeing and feeling everything one contestant felt via a ghost link. However, you would need a strong stomach for that.]

[Most people just watched the screens or employed their own optics to zoom in on the real action from the outside. Of course, exceptionally wealthy patrons or special guests of the house could afford close ringside seats or stands.]

[Playing along using virtual screens we enthusiastically placed our bets on the next fight. We did not have to feign interest in the outcome of this match (so much more than a single life rode on the diamond steel edged daggers not to mention the spines, claws, tentacles and teeth of the vicious combatants).]

[Despite the risks of the arena, we were gratified to know that not even our targets death would necessarily mean our game was fully over. The Corpse of the loser was the property of the house and destined for auction, as was virtual reality meets and greets with the winner.]

[Jaastaagaal had perfected squeezing the maximum profit out of his merchandise perhaps this was because he had an infamous ‘Old One Free Recycler’ accountant.]

[One of the ‘Skimmers’ about to enter the ring was our target. Desperate to escape his hunters he had smuggled himself here in the hope he could win enough prize money to disappear completely. It was a good choice unlike all of his brethren he was still alive.]

[When it came to his fighters Jaastaagaal (who had happily stolen from his own people during the ’Surface War’) could not be bought off at any price. If this were not the case, nobody would bet on the outcome of the matches he staged.]

[Beyond the risks as a competitor, Staakgha was safe under the protection of Jasstaagaal’s exceptionally tight security.]

[Expensive - translucent - ‘High Density Fields’ that used staggering amounts of energy bolstered by reactive shield and stasis field systems protected the stage and competitors bridges. While security sentry drones hovered in the air. Gladiators often had enemies who were not willing to leave their death to chance or skill. Assassination had struck here before, so now Jasstaagaal took no chances. If a Gladiator was murdered, all bets were off and obscene fortunes rode on every match.]

[We did not doubt that other hunters where here but - for the moment - we hoped all they could do was watch the barbarous show like the rest of us.]

[Staakgha had been smart after learning of the murder of a few of his colleagues he had taken no chances and run from all pursuit without exception - trusting no one.]

[‘Killers’ was an all too appropriate label under the circumstances: Some of our rivals would be praying Staakgha would continue his winning streak so they would have a chance to kidnap him for interrogation or bribe him into compliance when he tried to leave Jasstaagaal’s protection. Others only wanted him to live so they could murder him themselves to earn a bounty.]

[The paymasters of the assassins hunting our target were a hastily retired and therefore invisible organisation of Information Brokers now busy cleaning their house. The late surmise being that these purveyors of knowledge worked with / for Rii Roethynn.]

[The cull had been swift and decisive only a handful of all their lower grade (expendable) assets had temporarily escaped and now as far as we could tell only this one solitary operative remained alive surviving entirely by his wits and his considerable fighting abilities.]

[A few devious hunters who wanted more than Staakgha’s demise might ironically be praying Staakgha would lose so they could attempt to buy his corpse in the auction. Although normally memory retrieval from the dead was not always possible never mind a successful resurrection with some or all of a victim’s memory intact (even with fresh meat hastily put into a stasis capsule), it was still a less complicated option than trying to snatch a live entity whilst in competition with others.]

[Luckily for those who wanted the secrets buried in Staakgha’s head ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ had recovered with full recall from temporary demises when many believed no other ‘Swimmer’ derivative would have survived largely due to their unique brain chemistry and hardy nature. The only sure way to kill a ‘Skimmer’ for good was to annihilate their brain.]

“If he lives through this contest do you think he will be ready to run?” [I broadcast to my companions.]

“I do not know getting out of the mess he is in will be very, very expensive.” [Harbinger’s Avatar sends.]

“No doubt he is betting his winnings on himself. If he loses such a bet he will have no need for his credits anyway.” [Priest Vested’s Avatar sends.]

“He might have arranged to have somebody bid on his corpse.” [My Avatar sends.]

“I suppose that would be one method of escape if an exceptionally risky one.” [Harbinger’s Avatar sends.]

“Not a bad insurance policy if you do not have a proper ID and Clone back up or if you believe such an entity is not really you.” [My Avatar sends.]

“If he was placing bets on himself to win from the beginning he could already be holding a very significant sum especially if he used less official bookmakers. I am sure if he survives this will be his last match. He nearly lost the previous fight.” [Priest Vested’s Avatar sends.]

[We had studied recordings of Staakgha’s matches so far. He had survived three fights in four days this was his forth match. The consensus was that he was pushing his luck despite his obvious martial skill. Staakgha technically belonged to the ‘Ruling Caste’ and knew how to duel.]

“Maybe he just wanted it to look that way so he could get better odds he seemed a bit below par during the last fight as if he was holding back.” [I send.]

[Whilst both fighters had a tally of three victories behind them because Staakgha had such a tough last match, his opponent Turrghnn was the current favourite to win. The odds of Staakgha being victorious officially being at two to one but a few shady places it was said where giving as much as three even four to one although they had limits on the bet sizes they would cover.]

“Our ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ has ability but his opponents are getting tougher too. Judging by his last matches Turrghnn can be dangerous when he is not grandstanding.” [Priest Vested sends.]

“Here they come.” [Said one of the Marines.]

[We raised our Tri-optics like periscopes to get better views.]

[The contestants each entered via their own ‘HDF’ bridges that arced across the stadium from opposite ends right over the crowd and into the ring of the arena. Playing to the crowd, the flamboyant Turrghnn made lunges and cuts at imaginary opponents as he stalked along. He was of the type that often to their eventual detriment became addicted to the adulation of his supporters and overstayed their skill or their luck or both.]

[Turrghnn rustled his carapace, and hissed aggressively into tiny hovering cameras. Spines shot out and claws raked at the air while tentacles flailed about. He looked lethal but I got the feeling he was overconfident. By comparison Staakgha halted ran through a few simple warm up exercises flexing his legs as well as his two major and two minor limbs then trotted along as if the baying crowd - many calling his name out - did not exist for him.]

[I could sense my Captain’s approval of Staakgha’s entrance.]

[Turrghnn was promoting an image but Staakgha was just doing business. It was an interesting contrast the fight highlights we had viewed earlier had not incorporated this small prequel ceremony to the gruesome main events.]

[My Captain placed a last second bet surreptitiously via communications for a staggering nine million credits at two to one on Staakgha winning. To my surprise the house accepted the bet without quibble.]

“That is tempting fate.” [I send to my Captain.]

“It is just credits besides I have a feeling the auction alive or dead will go even higher on this one - our rivals must be getting worried - some must have made offers to Staakgha already and been turned down flat or he would not still be here.” [Harbinger suggested.]

“If he loses and you have to bid on a corpse this is going to get really expensive.” [I send.]

“We can afford it in some ways it could be easier if he dies.” [Harbinger sends.]

[There was no further ceremony as soon as the two fighters dropped down into the ring battle could commence. There were few rules of conduct in the arena itself beyond the fact that only one person could leave standing up any other stipulations that mattered being enforced earlier. Fighters could use no extra augmenting implants, no combat or pain killing drugs, no weapons beyond twin diamond steel blades and a small shaped ‘High Density Field’ buckler shield with a limited battery life of sixty seconds duration. Of course, the combatants could deactivate their buckler to conserve its power.]

[Having entered the arena both warriors closed circling each other warily. Neither had activated their buckler shields.]

[Turrghnn still being showy twirled his daggers in a flourish which was a big mistake because as if waiting on that movement - one he was prone to doing - Staakgha threw both of his weapons.]

[Staakgha had never dared to do such a thing before in any of his previous bouts. Both blades seemed to disappear from the ‘Void Skimmers’ hands to reappear in his opponent’s chest each sunk almost up to their hilts as if they had not crossed the intervening space or met any significant resistance.]

[The crowd roared out mixed cries of surprise, joy and dismay. Unsurprisingly Turrghnn could not resist looking down at the protruding hilts in shock: despite being without a weapon, Staakgha took that opportunity to leap straight at his stunned rival.]

[Activating his buckler Staakgha fended off a weak slice from his opponent’s right dagger that Turrghnn somehow despite his injury managed to launch. At the same time, Staakgha carefully grasped his opponents left arm avoiding his foes forearm spines to halt another stilted cut.]

[Staakgha still on the offensive against his injured foe bit down hard into the side of his enemy’s neck. Whilst powering his right knee into his opponents abdomen.]

[Secondary limbs grappled with each other as Staakgha attempted to reclaim his embedded weapons and Turrghnn strove to fend that action off. Meanwhile both sides lashed at each other with clawed tentacles that flailed suckered and hooked in to rip and tear.]

[Turrghnn remarkably vigorous under the circumstances while screeching in pain and anger leapt backwards even though that resulted in a chunk of flesh ripping away from his neck.]

[‘Stellar Draakhaal’ were made of stern stuff and Turrghnn despite what looked like horrendous injuries seemed to be recovering from his initial shock.]

[As Staakgha extruded his arm spines Turrghnn found the strength to scoot backwards using his legs to push off sliding upon his smooth carapace with unexpected speed over the arena floor. At the same time the downed ‘Void Skimmer’ issued a hideous hiss as his smaller secondary limbs ripped out the two weapons lately embedded in his own anatomy.]

[Staakgha halted watching his foe intently as Turrghnn unsteadily regained his feet. For a brief instant, Turrghnn crouched over then he defiantly straightened up. His wounds outer surface already cauterising themselves shut but internal injuries would not heal so well or so perfectly without a period of full rest.]

[Impossibly Turrghnn forced out a tooth filled sneer and spun the twin captured blades still held in his secondary limbs. At the same time, he took up a slightly wobbly but still effective looking combat stance with his main arms.]

[The crowd screamed out its approval of Turrghnn’s apparent resurgence having feared the bout was over almost as soon as it had begun.]

[Staakgha watched his opponent calmly then commenced to try and circle around him. Turrghnn seemed intent on holding onto all his weapons rather than risking giving any away to his foe by throwing them.]

[As the crowd watched expectantly Turrghnn kept trying to close but Staakgha now healthier quicker and more agile skipped easily away avoided his foes too slow probing stabs and cuts.]

[It soon became obvious that despite his bravado Turrghnn was growing a little weaker with every failed action. The activity had to be aggravating his internal injuries and Staakgha was certainly not going to give him the sort of respite he needed.]

[Staakgha was playing with him moving in close enough to present opportunities difficult to ignore then dancing away from Turrghnn’s weakened attacks.]

[After four failed lunges, Turrghnn held his position and waited more impassively ignoring Staakgha’s temptations.]

[From recordings, we knew Turrghnn preferred attack to defence and was impatient despite his showy antics. Without extra medical intervention even with full rest, it would take a few days to recuperate from the drastic damage he had taken - if he remained active now I suspected his abilities would degrade steadily - time was against him if he was to have any chance he needed to finish Staakgha quickly. My Captain’s bet was looking safe.]

[Staakgha circled again looking unconcerned whilst Turrghnn simply spun less than smoothly on the spot.]

[The crowd jeered out various instructions to both sides growing impatient for further action.]

[When Staakgha still trying to lure his foe got a little too close. Turrghnn feigned throwing a high dagger towards Staakgha’s head but actually launched himself at his opponent - this time in an all out frenzied attack - slashing and stabbing wildly with all four weapons in an uncoordinated but persistent manner.]

[Unlike before Turrghnn finally breached the gap because Staakgha had ducked to avoid the nonexistent throw.]

[It was the virtually unharmed Staakgha’s natural weapons against the weakened Turrghnn’s four deadly blades.]

[Staakgha rising up accepted a glancing cut from Turrghnns left blade off his right side whilst twisted his body. Skilfully he closed in tight managing to avoid a more dangerous thrusting lunge from the left.]

[Staakgha had brought all four of his limbs inwards as if to shield his own body from his opponents four blades but in fact he contrived to manipulate them in some cunning multiple jointed manner to grasp and wrestle with Turrghnn’s two secondary appendages.]

[As the combatants made a deadly embrace, Turrghnn reversed the blades in his main arms and stabbed at Staakgha’s carapace protected back at a point that avoided any of Staakgha’s springing spines that rose up ineffectually.]

[Although the back stabs went in clean, damage wise given the nature of ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ anatomy (especially among the ‘Warrior Caste’) backstabbing was a poor choice.]

[By brute strength alone Staakgha quickly overpowered his opponents outnumbered lighter limbs turning the weapons they held back on their wielder. Turrghnn screamed out as Staakgha fully tore the daggers from his grip thrusting inward and upward digging back into his opponents already wounded chest seeking to finish off still self-repairing internal organs. Without doubt in particular Staakgha was aiming for his foes very potent prime heart.]

[In turn Turrghnn stabbed again at Staakgha’s back with his left handed dagger but pulled the other back to commence a more likely to be effective lunge at Staakgha’s side.]

[Unfortunately for Turrghnn as he brought the lunge to bear his limbs began to lose their strength and his legs commenced to fold beneath him so that he sank slowly down and all he did was score Staakgha’s tough hide to add another impressive honour scar.]

[In a last effort Turrghan pulled back his head and opened his mouth in preparation for a vicious bite but Staakgha’s knee came up to strike him under his armoured jaw. Turrghnn rose up only to fall back to the floor. Something inside him burst asunder at that impact and high pressure liquids spewed out of his wounds in a grizzly spray.]

[Casually Staakgha stood away from the obscene rain as Turrghnn commenced thrashed about in a typical ‘Skimmer; death frenzy before lying perfectly still his limbs curled in at odd angles his tentacles flopping loose and inanimate.]

[Staakgha let his arms fall limp to released his daggers so that they fell to the arena floor. Once again ignoring the baying crowd the victorious ‘Skimmer’ turned and began making his way to his bridge.]



[As people began turning inward to claim their winnings or make enquiries about the next bout a part of the ring opened and two staff members both ‘Old One’ Recyclers rose up with a stasis capsule into which the body of the fallen was placed without ceremony.]

[Once in stasis the remains were ready for auction. People bought the corpses for various reasons: as grizzly trophies kept in the stasis capsules, for resurrection by a benevolent fan or simply for mind wipe, repair and reanimation as a mindless vehicle. These days some people had no compunction about using another sentient being’s ex-body as a grotesque Avatar. In some quarters, wearing a ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ ex-gladiator was quite the fashion.]

[Our attention also turned inward to concentrate on the bidding. This was our chance to earn the right to speak with the champion of this bout at the virtual victory celebration ritually held later in the evening including a short one to one interview.]

[There where twenty places on offer despite the exorbitant costs we each made a bid on a separate spot to triple our chances. Unsurprisingly Harbinger was the only one to secure a meet because both Vested and I felt far less comfortable spending vast sums of our Captain’s credits.]

[We settled in to watch the rest of the show. I told myself this was necessary now to preserve our cover lest our rivals realised who we were and tried to eliminate us. However, I knew it was a partial lie grim as these battles remained they also fascinated us just as they did other members of my Captain’s ‘MTC’. It was not just about knowing your enemy or watching ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ die for us though - not anymore.]

[I believed after visiting the ‘High Temple’ we all had a slightly different view of the ‘Void Skimmers’. I also felt in a way the bravery and desperation of the fighters here deserved to be acknowleged. Each Gladiator had already suffered a fall from grace an exile or banishment from their kin. There was potential redemption here either in an honourable death or in a victory that might permit them to start their lives anew - I respected that and believed my Captain grudgingly did as well.]

[Of course, these bouts remained gross exploitation by Jasstaagaal and there was nothing pretty about the show on display nonetheless some if not all of these combatants still retained a spark of something that was worth fanning whilst demonstrating many other racial traits we naturally despaired at.]



[After we had watched two more matches I turned towards my Captain.]

“You know there is no such thing as a perfect race or individual - not even, I suspect, amongst the Eldest of our ‘Higher Tier’ Paradox. Elder Patriarch is glorious to behold but he is not perfect.” [My Avatar sends to our party now that Priest Vested had exogenous again.]

“I imagine only a sterile emptiness can be free of blemish. Sentient life is inherently flawed but that may be a good thing - if perfection is a dead void.” [Priest Vested’s Avatar sends with I thought rather circular logic.]

“True friendship requires a firm appreciation of your friend’s weaknesses and failures as much as their strengths and victories?” [My Avatar sends.]

[Once again, I wondered had I repeatedly failed to be a true friend to my Captain was that why sometimes he faltered at retaining the almost perfect empathy I seemed to recall in our youth or had we both simply become more complex and harder to please.]

“Some relationships are enigmatic complicated puzzles: like trying to fit two objects tightly together, that keep shifting their shapes all the time.” [Priest Vested’s Avatar sends as if reading my minds.]

“What are you two talking about?” [My Captain asked.]

“We never really tried to be true friends with Draakhaal or his ‘Void Skimmers’. Even when you reached out to the ‘Stellar Court’, it was usually with an expectation of betrayal and with a degree of defensive deceit in your own hearts.” [My Avatar sends.]

“We can feel when we are not trusted it can hardly be any different with the ‘Skimmers’?” [Priest Vested’s Avatar sends.]

“I always trusted them to sink a dagger into my back at the first opportunity.” [Harbinger’s Avatar sends.]

“I keep thinking about how Staakgha dropped his blades and left the arena: in that moment our roles reversed we the audience became the real barbarians not the brave fighters - perhaps this was the truth of the matter all along.” [My Avatar sends.]

“Are you trying to say that we made the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ what they are as much as they tried to twist us out of shape?” [Harbinger’s Avatar sends.]

“Put it this way without an audience there would be no contest.” [Priest Vested’s Avatar sends.]

“If you think about it the path to the advent of the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ has been a long one. You could argue it began with rejection. The extreme pacifism of the ‘Swimmer Dwellers’ drove out the first ‘Stellar Swimmers’ because they had wider ambitions and became distrusted. Without the ‘Stellar Swimmers’ there would be no Drooshuu no ‘Stellar Orb’ no Draakhaal and no ‘Stellar Draakhaal’.” [My Avatar sends.]

“First causes are slippery things. Still that is an interesting theory ‘MT’. Even today the pacifistic ‘Swimmer Dwellers’ largely neglect their offshoot brethren the ‘Surface Dwellers’ the ‘Free Stellar’ and the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ preferring isolation to the challenge posed by interacting with their more aggressive sundered kindred.” [Harbinger’s Avatar sends.]

“I confess I am developing a respect and fascination with the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’. Although, there almost cannibalistic nature: the way their race often seems to feed upon itself still repulses me; I no longer feel blind to their brief moments of nobility or their wider potential to do some good.” [My Avatar sends.]

“I am glad you qualified that with the word ‘brief’.” [Harbinger’s Avatar sends.]

“I increasingly feel that we may have judged the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ unfairly without actually seeking to know and understand them? In the past, we approached them as a mass as Draakhaal’s makings: nothing more than an implacable threat. Like the ‘Conglomerate’, it was easier to perceive the ‘Skimmers’ as soulless automatons even though we know this is not exactly true of either species.” [My Avatar sends.]

“To sympathise with such foes is to debilitate ones resolve it is weakening. We could not afford to be too soft even today it could still get us killed or blunt our purpose.” [Harbinger’s Avatar sends.]

“Yet without sympathy their can be no mutual understanding and no eventual peace. These races are different - on the surface hostile - so we fear and hate them we are different to them - on the surface hostile - and so they fear and hate us.” [My Avatar sends.]

“They were made to be exactly what they are - a menace.” [Harbinger’s Avatar sends.]

“Like I keep saying we need to break the cycle. Any current quest for weapons of dominance is just another symptom of a much wider disease of fear and distrust. Ultimately, we all need the races to start policing themselves we all need to accept one another and cease this endless aggressive competition and posturing.” [My Avatar sends.]

“My Mother is right if this cold war posturing continues unabated eventually there will be a disaster. On some level, Draakhaal always wanted us to fear his species that was his way of keeping them strong of preparing them and us for his paranoid delusion of a Trans-Universal Invasion. Why are we flying the vector our enemy Draakhaal gave us?” [Priest Vested sends.]

“Did the Arch Prelate so easily reinforce both your hopes that we can all change and get along?” [Harbinger’s Avatar sends.]

“We all used to believe in redemption and redemption should be for everyone not just us. Captain if we could save the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ from the spirit not just the material of Draakhaal’s dark legacy we would also in a way save ourselves.” [Priest Vested’s Avatar sends.]

“However, and this is vitally important, you can only guide somebody to redemption you cannot make those steps for them. The Arch Prelate is wrong about one thing he needs to have more faith in his species - now - not just in their future.” [My Avatar send.]

“I agree in many respects - ideally - each race should police their own but whom among the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ dare we trust? Did you not listen to Kaggattkaa’s venomous tirade?” [Harbinger’s Avatar sends.]

“There is little challenge in an easy task. The words Kaggattkaa gave us suggest to me he fears the old ways could die out. Kaggattkaa is rebelling against a change that is very real to him. Belief can create its own reality even if the ‘Stellar Court’ are not as sold on our ideas, as some of their young might believe, it is still something to work with. Perhaps we would have more success if we put our time and effort into winning the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ over rather than striving to watch police and restrict them. Think about what you said about the ‘Higher Tier Elders’ we are doing exactly the same thing. Look at your response to the restrictions of the ‘Tier System’. Those placed on the wrong side of any barrier have a natural compulsion to knock that barrier down.” [My Avatar sends.]

“To have real lasting peaceful integration we would have to fully persuade every strata of the ‘Ruling Caste’ of the benefits of more than surface compliance with the ‘Core Alliance’. You had better start praying to the ‘Emissary’ for an intervention with that one.” [Harbinger’s Avatar sends.]

“I do not need to pray I know we are not alone our strength comes from our many friends and I have faith that my Captain will eventually see the wisdom of a less confrontational approach. If we failed in the past, it may be because we needed a change in attitude as much as they did. We started to use our enemy’s weapons rather than our own good common sense.” [My Avatar sends.]

“I thought you did not want me getting involved in these issues anymore.” [Harbinger’s Avatar sends.]

“If you promise to consult with me - fully - I will gladly promise to support this endeavour. I am willing to admit I was wrong the ‘Core Alliance’ needs us - I can see that now. The ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ species need us not as their enemy but as a friend. We should take this opportunity to engage with the ‘Skimmers’ in an honest and meaningful manner something I feel we have never truly done before.” [My Avatar sends.]

“Let us not get ahead of ourselves first we have to deal with this criminal Gladiator.” [Harbinger’s Avatar sends.]

“That is my point let him be the first Captain. The way he dropped his blades in the arena made me think that there is some good in this one even if he is a criminal. I do not think he was happy butchering one of his own people - not for others pleasure, not even to save his own life - it was just a cruel necessity. Try to find out his story - listen. Do not make demands or strive to cut a deal I am sure that approach failed others. Do not see him as just a ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ befriend him as an individual.” [My Avatar sends.]

“That is not a bad idea.” [Harbinger’s Avatar sends.]

“Do not do it as a ploy either try to genuinely reach out to him - what harm can that do? As I said - listen - beneath that monstrous exterior is a person who took a wrong vector and is running for his life. I imagine he feels trapped by his past - as we all do sometimes. Remember Captain like you said to our Agent friend in the Temple ‘everybody makes mistakes’.” [My Avatar sends.]

“It seems you are developing your own Priest mode ‘MT’.” [Harbinger’s Avatar sends.]

“I am sorry if you think I appear to lack faith in you.” [My Avatar sends.]

“Now you are making me feel guilty. My jest was not a put down it was a compliment. I will do as you suggest with this Staakgha. You are right others will have approached him with hard deals offering all manner of things in return for what he knows. However, I would bet none of them have tried to find out who Staakgha is and what he really would like.” [Harbinger’s Avatar sends.]



[Time: 21.00][Date 22.02.29SA (Second Accord). 9th PA 22.02.26.]

[Location: Virtual Reception Construct, Night Bazaar, Jasstaagaal’s Dome, Far Side, Green Orb Alpha, Core Alliance Space, Emissary Sphere.]

[To my Captain’s surprise the virtual environment partially simulated underwater conditions although despite the virtual water you could breathe and talk freely.]

[Jasstaagaal had created a beautiful exotic grotto made from the wreck of a fanciful decaying sunken alien looking space ship that now acted as a coral sprouting living reef complete with wildlife: crabs and other crustaceans scurried, shoals of fish darted, seaweed waved gently.]

[The light came down from above in angel streams via holes in the vessels heavily decayed hull. Jasstaagaal greeted us in person naked in this homage to his natural element. There was no sign of the other guests or of Staakgha but in a virtual environment open to direct manipulation that meant nothing.]

[Jasstaagaal was a ‘Free Stellar’ colonist who had made his initial fortune out of war profiteering by: as he liked to put it - assisting - ‘Free Stellar’ refugees.]

[The ‘Free Stellar’ entrepreneur now maintained his wealth through a host of legal and semi legal activities (principally involving gambling) and ironically by showing tourists the edges of ‘Green Orb Alpha’s’ murkier underbelly.]

[Yes, even the Capital ‘Sea Sphere’ of the enlightened ‘Core Alliance’ had an entrenched criminal element. Today some of the most sophisticated but tolerated Crime Lords happened to be - retired - ‘Free Stellar Colonist’ Rebel Leaders. The reason why they were now approved of was simply that they - unlike others - had gravitated into specific niches and where now happy to promote the overall status quo rather than continue to fight against it to their own detriment.]

[Thinking back to the ‘Surface War’ I realised just how much time changes everything. A few of the rebels who had illegally seized territory in that conflict had become distinguished citizens. Other intransigent ‘Free Stellar Colonist’ Leaders had secretly become intelligence recruits as counter balances to the disease like spread of the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’. Jasstaagaal however, had refused to take any firm side remaining largely neutral in the cold war struggle against ‘Void Skimmer’ dominion his neutrality making him useful to all sides.]

“Credits talk if you know how to listen to them Elder Harbinger.” [Jasstaagaal said coming to a halt not far from my Captain’s virtual ‘Shroud Suit’.]

[Jasstaagaal’s virtual Swimmer body looked perfect in every detail.]

“I did not try too hard to conceal my identity - from you.” [Harbinger replied.]

“So you also have an interest in Staakgha he is very popular - I think for more than his skills with a blade - am I right?” [Jasstaagaal asked.]

“I imagine he is making you record profits.” [Harbinger replied.]

“He is you understand under my protection.” [Jasstaagaal explained.]

“I have no intention of abusing your hospitality.” [Harbinger said.]

“Others have tried and failed both inside and outside this virtual construct.” [Jasstaagaal warned.]

“I merely wish to speak with the Champion a right I have bought and paid for.” [Harbinger reminded his host.]

“Do not worry friend Jasstaagaal always honours his deals. You should know that Staakgha has promised to fight again. After that, his future is unknown to me but while he is here - he is mine - I will tolerate no interference with my fighters. I care nothing for any wider concerns however anyone who dares to try to disrupt my business will pay for their trespass - no matter who they are.” [Jasstaagaal warned.]

“I am happy to hear that.” [Harbinger said.]

“It is good that we understand each other now follow me.” [Jasstaagaal said jetting away.]

[My Captain raced after the ‘Free Stellar’ through the virtual environment negotiating around cave like internal spaces. Then without warning the environment melted away and we found ourselves in what appeared to be a representation of a Shaper shrine.]

[Jasstaagaal had disappeared but looking away from us and standing before an overlarge statue of the Shaper was Staakgha. He looked no different than he did in the real world at least from what we could see of his rear.]

[As Harbinger moved forward his footfalls echoed out in an exaggerated manner in the largely empty space. Staakgha turned.]

“A Paradox, Jasstaagaal was right my fame spreads wide and far.” [He said.]

“You where expecting somebody else?” [Harbinger asked.]

“I suppose it is too much to hope that you are a simple gladiatorial enthusiast.” [Staakgha said.]

“You are right that is too much to hope for still this visit to ‘Killers’ was enlightening.” [Harbinger said.]

“I hope you were suitably entertained for your credits - did you win on me?” [Staakgha said sounding bitter.]

“I found it educational rather than amusing and yes I won.” [Harbinger said.]

“You would be a Warrior as well as a Priest?” [Staakgha asked.]

[Harbinger bowed.]

“My name is Elder Harbinger of the ‘Many Truths’.” [Harbinger said.]

“So I am visited by a Founding Father of the ‘Core Alliance’ my Father would be surprised and - disappointed. He would not be happy that his wayward son should be so acknowledged whilst the one he honoured most died in the ‘Five Day War’ to be instantly forgotten.” [Staakgha said.]

“Individual deaths often get lost in the general carnage of space battles.” [Harbinger said.]

“It is ironic that I have more wealth and prestige now than my elder sibling ever would have likely attained by following the righteous path of the Shaper. I never would have considered Gladiator as a career option or that so much could be made so rapidly. Make your offer and be gone I am not in the mood for any more words from you scavengers.” [Staakgha said.]

“That is a shame because I would like to get to know you.” [Harbinger said.]

“Knowledge is power why would I assist you to gain power over me?” [Staakgha said.]

“Perhaps because you genuinely have managed to impress me and I have long considered your species to be my enemy - so that is no small compliment. What you have done is quite an achievement - given the level of your opposition.” [Harbinger said.]

“You thought I fought well inside the ring?” [Staakgha asked.]

“I thought you live well inside and out of the arena you have defied your enemies I salute you. I believe what I saw in the arena was a true Warrior - a survivor - not just a killer not just a naturally cruel or unfeeling person. Doing this brings you no pleasure in fact it sickens you am I right?” [Harbinger said.]

“You do not know me at all Paradox.” [Staakgha said.]

“I think I do know you - a little - though not as much as I would like to. I think we have a lot in common despite our obvious differences we both have done things we wish we had not and much worse we know we will do more terrible things if it becomes necessary.” [Harbinger said.]

“A long time ago I realised there was no real honour in death it set me apart I was shunned for my belief. I even refused to fight in the ‘Five Day War’ I was not touched by my brethrens fever of hate: back then, Draakhaal was just another politician to me. Oddly, when my brother died and my father cast me out I have been fighting ever since simply to survive: my principles readily forgot - I was a fool - I still believe there is no honour in death but I also now know there is no life without honour.” [Staakgha said.]

“My species believes life is full of such paradoxical truths that is I believe where our name sprang from we are not afraid to believe in two contradictory facts.” [Harbinger said.]

“So you are here to offer your friendship in my time of need as one Warrior to another. That at least is original if not too credible given our backgrounds.” [Staakgha said.]

“In this instance I am willing to risk that ‘the enemy of my enemy is my friend’.” [Harbinger quoted.]

“An alliance of convenience is one approach I could believe in from a Founding Father who worked with the mortal Draakhaal.” [Staakgha stated.]

“It would appear we live in cynical times, of course, I am interested in what you may know or I would not be here. Unlike others, though I also wish to maintain the status quo not to disrupt it. Right now, I think more than any other boon what you really need is a friend who has political influence for your future and the means to get you lost in the dark right now. It is not safe for you anywhere in the ‘Core Alliance’ now. You cannot hope to keep winning these matches. However, the question is what do you want?” [Harbinger said.]

“What do I want?” [Staakgha repeated.]

[He turned back towards the outsized statue of the Shaper.]

“I never wanted very much but it was always - too much.” [Staakgha said.]

“Tell me about it, perhaps there is a way if you consider this calamity as a rare opportunity. After all here you are discussing rewards and advantage with a Founding Father with both wealth and influence to spare.” [Harbinger said.]

[Staakgha turned around to face my Captain again.]

“I want to live and I want justice for my murdered friends. All we did was the work we where paid to do - simple tasks I assure you - nothing that deserved the slaughter we were given as a reward for over a year of service.” [Staakgha said.]

“Some might consider the work you did as treason.” [Harbinger advised.]

“If my actions were treasonous my employers hid that fact well from me. Perhaps the pieces of work we did added up to something far bigger but individually it meant nothing to me or my friends although we may have just been one tiny resource among many.” [Staakgha said.]

“Life is cheap to some people and the Information Brokers you worked for may have been over cautious in choosing to eliminate all their casual operatives.” [Harbinger said.]

“I am not anybodies expendable asset: not my families, not my races, not my original employers and not those like you chasing after me for whatever it is you think I know.” [Staakgha said.]

“I will not lie to you Staakgha if I assist you, any hope for a murderous revenge might have to be put on hold for the greater good of the ‘Core Alliance’ everything will depend on information I do not yet possess.” [Harbinger said.]

“You are selling me the truth rather that what you think I wish to hear - that surprises me.” [Staakgha said.]

“I would like to earn your genuine trust. You should consider your survival as a kind of victory in itself. With your cooperation, I could easily remove the secrets you hold completely from your mind - I would even happy publicise this fact so that you would become of no value to your hunters. Let them try to come after me. I do not know why your employers did not just wipe the memory of your services it would have been far kinder.” [Harbinger said.]

“We ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ who worked for them would not let them play with our memories. Our memories are who we are they could have done anything to us totally rewritten our personalities for example. Do you really think they will withdraw the bounty that sort of thing might upset their murderous hirelings?” [Staakgha said.]

“It would still be prudent for you to disappear for a while or to assume a new identity altogether.” [Harbinger said.]

“Any chance of reconciliation with my Father will be lost to me forever if I give up my name - that is just not done. I suppose reconciliation was always a vain hope.” [Staakgha said.]

[I could sense my Captain was thinking hard no doubt recalling his own mixed feelings about Elder Composure the love hate relationship Harbinger had with his Father.]

“If you agree to assist me in my endeavours it is just possible you could keep your name and become a heroic figure to your people should we succeed. Together we may be able to foil the plots of your ex employers. Otherwise, even if one of your ‘Stellar Court’ members or some other gets what they want; it could be a disaster.” [Harbinger said.]

“If my employers are traitors I suppose whoever they are working for would not be pleased should they fail.” [Staakgha said.]

“It is quite possible if they are compromised it is your employers who may become the hunted.” [Harbinger stated activating a virtual yellow glow.]

“That would be amusing. You speak well Paradox but that is not surprising since you are a politician. I remember your speech with Draakhaal just before his ascension sent my brother to his inglorious death. Still words are just words they guarantee nothing.” [Staakgha said.]

“I will willingly be bound by a witnessed legal contract if you wish (I will even guarantee your safety as long as you are in my care) we can operate via remote Avatars. Once I have removed the information from your mind, you are no threat to me or the ‘Core Alliance’ I will have no reason to harm you. I would still advise you either to disappear for a time or to join me in my quest; I have many assets and friends in far-flung places. Should you opt to become my ally you will discover a host of unexpected opportunities.” [Harbinger said.]

“I would like to be able to go home someday.” [Staakgha said.]

“Even if you decide you do not wish to work with me beyond permitting the memory retrieval and eradication when this situation has become fully resolved I can see no impediment to you returning home. You could enjoy the unexpected wealth you have earned here. Perhaps even that limited a degree of success would be enough to buy back a little parental favour - I do not know. If you agree I could even help you to wisely invest your credits your safe extraction will cost you nothing - with Jasstaagaal’s permission I can arrange for you to be indirectly warped to my formidable ship an offer I rarely give to anyone.” [Harbinger said.]

“You have given me plenty to think about. Whatever transpires I am obligated to do one more match ‘Jasstaagaal’ is a rogue but he has honoured every agreement with me - so I will honour mine. In the meantime I will consider your offer.” [Staakgha said.]

“I will arrange for contact details to be left with ‘Jasstaagaal’. I am not just being self-serving when I tell you to be wary of any other people’s offers. I genuinely believe they will seek to use you up the stakes are very high. Tell me something Staakgha do you have any faith in your species Shaper?” [Harbinger asked.]

“I pray to him sometimes as the wise judge of the race he created. Today I prayed for revenge - because it raises my blood and makes me feel better - but I am far from convinced that he watches over us in some realm beyond the physical. Do you Paradox believe in the power of your dead?” [Staakgha said.]

“Most of our dead walk among us via cloned rebirth beyond that I am willing to accept that belief creates its own reality.” [Harbinger replied.]

“Reborn are just copies you cannot cheat death. Still I like the idea that faith shapes our universe - perhaps I will pray harder in the future.” [Staakgha said.]

“We all need a little faith in something.” [Harbinger said.]

[Snowship]

Finally got a change to catch-up with it Paranoid (works very busy and I'm waiting for my reading glasses... yes it's getting like that )

So I read both chapters today... very contrasting settings and plot substance (mission impossible in the temple and Gladiator in the arena )
Crosses fingers and prays you don't kill off Staakgha so he can join the plot/team.

Seems this book will focus on the "Core sphere" rather than any higher tier diversions, should make a more stable read... still eagerly awaiting Splinters into the action

oh and a little error in the last chapter:

[When Staakgha still trying to lure his foe got a little too close. Turrghnn feigned throwing a high dagger towards Turrghnn’s head but actually launched himself at his opponent - this time in an all out frenzied attack - slashing and stabbing wildly with all four weapons in an uncoordinated but persistent manner.]

error bolded... feigning an attack on your own head- awesome

I'm liking where this book is going the it's plot and style, keep it up

[Paranoid66]

Good to hear from you Snowship.

Getting older is a pain and staring at screens of text is hard on the eyes.
Out of interest do you tend to read online or copy and paste the text?

Well spotted name error now fixed. Lots of stuff getting past me at the moment.

With this book I am enjoying showing a bit more of the other races - filling them out a bit - making them less faceless - more of that to follow.

[Snowship]

I copy and paste into a word doc so I can read it at leisure offline.

also so I can max the zoom to make it easier atm before the reading glasses (without loosing webpage sections when ctrl+)

[Paranoid66]

[[FIVE]]


[To our surprise, Staakgha contacted my Captain again in the wider party of the Virtual Construct. The gladiator agreed that: if later today he survived his final ordeal of arms, he would enter into a firm contract of service with us.]

[Admittedly Staakgha had not yet vowed to undertake selected memory retrieval and wipe but I was sure we could convince him of the necessity of that procedure.]

[Overall, Staakgha’s partial compliance was the sort of result my Captain had been hoping for and possibly dreading as well. Even thinking about dealing this closely with the old enemy was a big step for Harbinger: a very different prospect to - attempting - to politically manipulate the ‘Stellar Court’ at a remove.]

[If you work alongside somebody, it is difficult not to form some degree of attachment: some degree of genuine sympathy. I was no fool I knew why my Captain had always avoided close contact with any ‘Void Skimmer’ citizen. I was convinced a little part of Harbinger still feared to be reconciled with his old enemy.]



[Location: The Precious Bucket, Winner’s Way, West Quadrant, Jasstaagaal’s Dome, Far Side, Green Orb Alpha, Core Alliance Space, Emissary Sphere.]

[Time: 05.22][Date 23.02.29SA (Second Accord). 9th PA 23.02.26.]

[Earlier having time to kill until our new associates next and last match we had argued over what we wanted to see and do - as tourists - in the interim. In the end, we decided to separate for a time then reconvene back here where my Captain had unilaterally chosen to book us a room over my ‘Constant’s’ and my ignored objections.]

[Why book a room here you might ask as had Priest Vested Interest: my Childs ignorance stemming from the fact that she did not have enough space in her dainty head for all of my memories - even if I had wanted to gift every one of them to her.]

[Typically, when it came to my Captain’s association with ‘Surface Dweller’ dives of a rowdy nature it was almost always Unholy Terror’s fault: this one a lot more than most.]



[The ‘Precious Bucket’ story began during the ‘Surface War’ with a young Legion warrior named Yeefuudu on a secret mine clearance operation behind enemy lines in advance of a major but supposedly covert assault.]

[Everything went according to plan until Yeefuudu’s squad reached the edge of the dangerously booby-trapped zone then it all went horribly wrong. Somebody back at command had fumbled the coordinates from two separate files and sent the wrong orders over signals to ‘Core Alliance’ field artillery further back.]

[A rolling bombardment came down right on top of the mine clearance team’s position driving them into the un-cleared minefield. Most of his squad was blown instantly to bits while Yeefuudu suffered several injuries including a serious concussion but miraculously survived relatively intact.]

[Wandering insensate he bumbled into an enemy scout unit and was promptly captured and sent back behind the ‘Free Stellar Colonist’ Rebels front lines for interrogation.]

[Recovering his wits in transit Yeefuudu managed to overpower his minder and made a reckless escape during which he ran into a so-called refugee camp whilst hiding out from one group of pursuers. Avoidance was possible because of saturation of the region by dangerously brutal AEL fed jamming devices that made scanning useless. They were also notorious for causing other equipment failures including occasionally destabilising ‘AM’ containment in ‘Shroud Suits’ a weakness later rectified.]

[It turned out the refugees belonged to a rival clan to the one in power here. As such, they were actually prisoners acting as unwilling living shields protecting a major hidden forward arms supply depot from ‘Core Alliance’ bombardment or assault.]

[Instead of turning him in, the female water-breathing ‘Free Stellar Colonist’ Refugee helped Yeefuudu to stay concealed until he could formulate a plan to get away. Ayyaa did this service in return for a promise. Yeefuudu swore he would arrange for her and her extended family to get out of the war zone before the hammer came down hard.]

[To pay for this expensive extraction she claimed her family had managed to hide away a considerable amount of valuables in the form of jewellery and so on.]

[Upon return to the ‘Core Alliance’ Yeefuudu helped to arrange to have Ayyaa and her family brought out by a third party who specialised in negotiation and civilian retrieval operations for profit - then through no fault of his own - due to the confusion and rigours of those times Yeefuudu lost all further contact with his rescued water-breather.]

[Later after the ‘Surface War’ had ended a moderately successful Yeefuudu, who now owned his own drinking den (like quite a few of the more enterprising Legion warriors) was talking to Unholy Terror who had become a valued customer following the destruction of the ‘Nine’.]

[Capture escape and Ayyaa came into the conversation and - a little intoxicated - Yeefuudu decided to find out what had happened to his lost watery beauty. In his mind, the now somewhat sentimental veteran had elevated Ayyaa in her absence to the utter perfection of ‘Swimmer’ loveliness.]

[With the assistance of other Legion pals and an enthusiastic Unholy Yeefuudu managed to track her down - only to discover - she was in need of rescuing again. Ayyaa it turned out was still working off an outrageous indenture that stretched back to added costs incurred by her larger than expected extended families extraction by a very usurious war profiteer called Jasstaagaal who demanded trinkets beyond her families means.]

[Unholy being Unholy suggested Yeefuudu should get some mercenary friends together and undertake a simple snatch operation along with some Cadre he would rustle up. However, on examination, Jasstaagaal had friends of his own several in high places, as well as easy access to Ayyaa’s family and a wicked reputation for being ruthlessly retributive.]

[Further, the contract holding Ayyaa was actually legal and binding despite its seeming immorality. Yeefuudu did not want trouble with the authorities or to cause Ayyaa any more grief so instead he approached his lost love in the hope she might have some inspiration that he as a comparative outsider to her situation lacked.]

[Ayyaa by this stage - tragically consigned to her fate - just thanked Yeefuudu stating that despite her predicament eventually she would be free. What mattered to her most was that he had helped her to save her family from use as living shields and possibly from massacre by one side or the other. A gift she said she would never forget.]

[Yeefuudu left and returned to his business but found he simply could not put Ayyaa or her plight from his mind. The water-breather’s noble fortitude only made it seem more unjust. He began communicating with her on a regular basis and eventually realised he felt strongly enough about the female that something would have to be done.]

[Putting his pride away Yeefuudu contacted the credit hungry Jasstaagaal and to his great surprise managed to strike a semi reasonable deal with the ‘FSC’ war profiteer almost straight away.]

[The cost to free Ayyaa proved to be Yeefuudu moving his Drinking Den here to help promote other species tourism by example: this was in the early days long before the establishment of the current Dome and the mightily successful ‘Killers’ Arena. Back then Jasstaagaal had been frustrated at his inability to bring in a wider spectrum of customers.]

[The original ‘Precious Bucket’ became part of a simple rustic and uninspired ‘Surface Station Complex - Pleasure Dome’ that Jasstaagaal had constructed as his principal base of legitimate tourist operations.]

[Unholy Terror wishing to support his friend especially when he realised Yeefuudu’s new partner Ayyaa had not been and still was - not exactly without wiles - became an occasional customer and encouraged other Paradox to visit as well.]

[Feeling oddly responsible for the match. Unholy undertook this sponsorship as a dutiful obligation after all Yeefuudu deserved better for his noble sentiments, than to be used and impoverished. Then Jasstaagaal surprised everyone by establishing ‘Killers’ Unholy became a truly enthusiastic customer as did a great many other people. The ‘Precious Bucket’ became a commercial success and Ayyaa after squeezing a considerable sum out of her ‘Surface Dweller’ partner accepted a divorce settlement.]

[Approximately twelve years ago, my Captain at Unholy Terror’s persistent insistence had finally visited the ‘Precious Bucket’ with the intention of also experiencing the unique spectacle that was ‘Killers’ - despite my disgust with the concept of blood sports.]

[My Captain’s trip however to my delight was interrupted by a small but delicate crisis with one of our ‘Jump Masters’ the ‘Non Stop’.]

[The ‘Young One Recyclers’ had impounded ‘Non Stop’ and were threatening to impound more vessels due to a widening trade dispute over an increase in cargo handling fees. Therefore Harbinger never got to visit ‘Killers’. Nonetheless, because Harbinger was a close friend of Unholy - while he was here - Yeefuudu had made him feel so comfortable and welcome that Harbinger promised faithfully if he was ever in this region again he would stay without fail at this establishment.]

[My Captain liked to keep his promises whenever he could - so here we where - despite being incognito and on a mission.]

[Unfortunately, despite all the changes that had occurred to the ‘Precious Bucket’ since his last visit my Captain - still liked this place - while I thought it had become even more inordinately crass due to its success and popularity being provocatively linked to ‘Killers’ and legalised murder.]



[I stepped in from the busy foot traffic thoroughfare of the ‘Winner’s Way’. Entrance to the ‘Precious Bucket’ required passing through an automatic heavy airlock. Despite the big doors size I was welcomed and cycled through with a minimum of mechanised fuss and almost no appreciable time delay.]

[I could not help thinking if this was somewhere I really wanted to go there would no doubt have been some greater impediment to easy access - at the very least a queue. Frankly, I was surprised there was no entry fee given my experiences in ‘Jasstaagaal’s Dome’ so far.]

[Actually the ease of entry made sense there was no pressure or gas mixture differential with the rest of the Dome. Whilst some specialised parts of the ‘Precious Bucket’ where flooded for the convenience of aquatics the front end and majority of the public facility was not.]

[The ‘Precious Bucket’ had been recycled from sections of an old ‘Surface Station - Pleasure Dome Complex’. The airlock led directly to the main attraction the ‘Surface Dweller’ hostel’s exceptionally spacious front common room sports bar.]

[The place was packed. My scans picked up an alarming assortment of individuals and I mean - alarming. I immediately noticed a hike in volume. The patrons here, much to my disgust, were pretty much what I expected: demonstrative loud and generally less than sober.]

[For example, I quickly noticed two Paradox Acolytes scuffling in a good-natured way sharing wrestling moves. At least I assumed it was a good-natured demonstration as Yeefuudu’s agency bouncers had not pounced on them or stasis security fields intervened to freeze them in place like living statues.]

[The main source of illumination here was official replays of the previous day’s gladiatorial matches flowing across multiple screens permanently mounted upon the walls and ceiling. Otherwise, spots of light came from dim glows emanating from each tables circular rim and from some of the customers themselves. There were no windows and most of the furnishing looked as blast proof as some of the clientele unquestionably were. ‘Killers’ tended to attract a lot of martial types.]

[As I looked on I saw a ‘Free Stellar Colonist’ in a robotic legged wet suit quickly halt his progress toward a specialist old style bar operated by amphibian ‘Surface Dweller’ staff to allow a lumbering matt black tank of a ‘Conglomerate Recycler Marine’ lurch past towards the waste water recycling cubicles. The ‘CRM’ was a stomping unsubtle engine of destruction whose body was made up of fully integrated heavy weaponry.]

[The Common Room was a big place but some of its customers made it seem smaller than it was. My ‘Shroud Suit’ HUD was alive with graphics tracking targets: many of which it considered to be Hostile like the waterlogged ‘CRM’.]

[I slumped a little in defeat and made my way slowly towards my Captain and my Child who my scanners had registered standing around a table in an annoyingly distant broad alcove adjoining one far wall. The room though largely open plan had many walls even ignoring some stubby divisions. The whole place seemed erratically shaped. I guessed the common room to be the result of crude extensions outward into other cannibalised areas of the original ‘Surface Station’ this process of expansion occurring on more than one occasion as the watering hole prospered.]



“Glad to see you finally made it.” [My Captain’s Avatar shouted at me in a roaring rumble when I had finally negotiated my way to his table.]

[My Tri-optic angled down to catch him hastily draining the dregs from a spirit bucket.]

[My Captain’s Avatar glowed yellow.] “Your round I think.” [He bellowed.]

“Do we have to shout out loud?” [My Avatar roared out.]

“That seems to be the custom here even among the other Paradox, ‘Recycler’ and ‘Swimmer’ factions. Let go of your decorum and have some fun for a change - old friend.” [My Captain’s Avatar shouted.]

[I linked into the table’s auto dispenser and paid for a bucket refill. A spout rose up out of the tabletop extended across and poured a stream of yellow liquid into the firmly clamped down bucket. Self-service was a sensible innovation in such a busy place.]

“I hate this.” [My Avatar yelled.]

[I noticed my Child glowed yellow at that.]

“I know the feeling. Did you enjoy the ‘Flooded District’ and ‘Jasstaagaal’s Coral Palace’?” [My Child’s Avatar bawled out.]

“Very much, when you could ignore the other tourists it was very tranquil. Where did you go you have been very mysterious?” [My Avatar roared while I transfixed my Child with my prime Tri-optic.]

“I did some on the ground research; I would like to guide the rest of you somewhere a little special.” [My Child’s Avatar yelled.]

“When?” [My Avatar shouted full of hope.]

“How about going right now?” [My Child’s Avatar called back.]

[Blessed empathy.]

“Our associate has just got back?” [My Captain’s Avatar shouted.]

“Now sounds good to me.” [My Avatar screamed out.]

“Suck that spirit up friends; it looks like we are leaving.” [My Child’s Avatar rumbled.]

“A Priest’s work is never done.” [My Captain’s Avatar replied.]

[We all extended drinking tubes into the bucket though I just planned to store my share not use it.]

“You know this is a really silly social habit for us when we have perfect control over our internal chemical balance.” [My Avatar yelled out.]

“Nearly all social customs and habits are pretty silly if you think about them too much. This trip had best be good I had to rent this table.” [My Captain’s Avatar roared out whilst glowing yellow.]

“Does nothing come free in ‘Jasstaagaal’s Dome’?” [My Avatar shouted.]

“Very little here costs nothing.” [My Captain’s Avatar roared.]

“I suppose this situation could be a lot worse.” [My Avatar yelled.]

[I was looking forward to escaping the loud insensitive insanity of the ‘Precious Bucket’ if nothing else. It was just an extension of ‘Killers’ to me: a shameful place full of blood lusting clientele.]

[Elder Patriarch did not believe in ‘them and us’ according to the Elder every sentient being was ‘us’. Seeing him had taught me that all life especially self-aware creatures had a link not a physical one (not something that could be measured by any instrument of science) but it was there nonetheless - feeling it was a matter of faith.]

[Unfortunately, I believed this life truth was too simplistic too obvious and yet too cerebral a concept for serious dissemination by words or data files especially in a place like this. This was something you had to feel - experience - inside otherwise it meant nothing.]

[It annoyed me that the only thing the people here found unifying was enjoying the exploitation of ‘Stellar Draakaal’ murdering each other. Sadly, sworn foes where here side by side for once ignoring their own enmity only to share this indulgence in hedonism - it made me despair. I wondered what it would take to make people realise that by hurting others or even by just taking pleasure in other peoples hurt, they were simply committing an act of self-harm. Fighting should be a matter of last resort and survival not pleasure.]

“You know if attitudes do not change; all any of these species have to look forward to will be the inevitability of self-destruction.” [My Avatar shouted.]

“You really are in a cheerful mood this morning.” [My Captain’s Avatar roared his suit sparking yellow.]

[For a moment, I wondered if mass extinctions would be a bad thing since that would put and end to all this stupidity. I had a sudden impulse to rip the bucket out of its housing and give the remnants of its contents to my Captain all at once. Then instead of being angry with my owner, I got annoyed with myself. Elder Patriarch had not despaired what right had I to give up as one so young and unlearned. What right had I to proclaim anyone never mind almost everyone damned without remission?]

“Follow me it is obviously past time for you to take a walk.” [My Child shouted as she turned and moved away.]

[Old habits dying hard I waited until my Captain moved as if I was needed as a rear guard.]

[Glowing yellow at my own stupidity I let him get ahead a bit. I was still feeling less than companionable. Then I decided I would make the most of my physical separation from my Captain and track along far behind as if almost on my own.]

[The problem, I mused, was the fact that social evolution on a grand scale needed to be multilateral; otherwise, the lowest common denominator dragged everybody else down. At the very least, change had to arrive from the bottom up the most atavistic being brought up to speed with the most advanced and enlightened. Get too civilised and reasonable around barbarians and you might as well hand them your head on a metal spike or your hearts ripped out on a platter.]

[I got up and lazily began to make my way out. I took great care to avoid any physical or eye contact with any other patron now that my associates had gone on ahead - I suddenly felt a little vulnerable among all these savages. My HUD was still reporting many hostiles. I told myself this bout of anxiety was idiotic - nothing had changed from when I had gone off exploring alone earlier this morning, nonetheless, I moved a little bit faster towards the airlock. It is easy to forget you are just an Avatar.]

[I had almost reached the exit when two ‘Young One’ recyclers entered. Compared to the scrap yard appearance of many of their species cybernetic fathers who often had squealing servomotors and hissing pistons the genetically altered and force grown ‘Young One’ usurpers of the mainstream ‘Recycler’ half of the ‘Free Fringe Confederation’ were all quiet efficiency: tall, slender smooth skinned and regal. There was a hint of true biomechanical links not just cybernetics between their less flexible but still slightly pliable armoured plates.]

[One turned her sculpted but featureless shimmering head to gaze at me with open curiosity. I realised they could convey a surprising degree of emotion through stance alone just like the Paradox. I found as always that I admired their outer form and had to resist altering my own standard configuration to take on a more elegant appearance.]

[I glowed yellow at the stupidity of such a useless and vain impulse.]

[It still amazed me that any committee of ‘Old Ones’ given the fact that they all seemed to revel in a disregard for personal aesthetics could have conceived designed and created such beautiful children. They had done a remarkable job; too good for their own good making themselves obsolete.]

“Something amusing you Acolyte?” [The ‘Young One’ asked.]

[Her voice was as smooth as her body and cut through the noise without resorting to extremes of volume - I approved.]

“I just had a personal muse of no consequence.” [My Avatar rumbled in simulated Paradox speech.]

[My reply sounded course to my own microphones by comparison to the ‘Young One’s’ dulcet tones.]

“I should hope so. You ‘MTC’ Marines seem to enjoy ‘Killers’. Tell me stranger for you are these trips business or pleasure?” [The ‘Young One’ asked rather directly.]

“I suppose a little of both.” [My Avatar mumbled evasively not wanting to give anything away.]

“See sister it is always wise to study the enemy in that we are hardly alone.” [The ‘Young One’ said.]

[She nodded to me then passed on by, her sister following after.]

[My Tri-optic swivelled to follow their progress. Their rear looked good as well. It bothered me that a less advanced science could somehow appear almost more sophisticated than my own.]

[When I got into the airlock (I hoped outside their range of perception), I stretched and thinned altering my overall form for speed and agility, well I didn‘t want to lose my Captain and Child completely, I rationalised.]



[When I reached the thoroughfare of ‘Winner’s Way’, it was no less crowded than the common room only here it was with moving two-way traffic.]

[Jasstaagaal kept his entire dome locked down no warp wormholes could form here without his traffic controls specific clearance. I wondered how many roguish virtually independent domains existed across the ‘Core Alliance’ as islands in vast seas of more mundane development.]

[The ‘Core Alliance’ was impossibly massive when you added up all the surface area of all those ‘Sea Spheres’ it was scary. There should be more than enough room for everybody for innumerable generations yet to know existence.]

[I set off after Harbinger who had completely disappeared from my Tri-optics luckily; I had other methodologies I could employ. I soon located our Child she was even further along weaving through the masses as if the joyful leader in a race to an unseen finish line.]

[‘Winner’s Way’ as a street under ‘Jasstaagaal’s Dome’ was another tourist trap flanked by Hostels, Drinking Dens and Eateries with the occasional Store, Betting Shop and one very vertical Casino that dominated the scene like a sign pointing upward to the domes apex. Otherwise, some areas were fenced off ready for new construction while a few other buildings were already in progress one destined to be an even larger so far unnamed Casino and Hotel that Yeefuudu had a major stake in.]

[I thought at first that Priest Vested Interest was taking us to ‘Jasstaagaal’s Spire’ but she passed by the Casino although she did stop briefly just beyond it to purchase three flasks of Trojan at an incongruous wreck of a Corner Store that stocked a strange assortment of items. A grizzled old ‘FSC’ citizen in a very tired looking dry suit that looked like it had seen action in the ‘Surface War’ ran the shop.]

[Outside that small outlet when we caught up to my Child she tossed each of us a flask then launched herself back into the milling foot traffic weaving through it at a potentially dangerous pace - for others. Refusing to run recklessly after my Child unlike my Captain - who seemed to be enjoying that - I walked along trying to stay calm and composed: regal.]

[I entertained myself by calling up an overlaid map on my HUD and deselecting glowing venues up ahead that I guessed were not likely to be our ultimate destination. As I discarded each potential site, it went dark on the overlay. Due to the speed of my mental processes, it was a rapid cascade of winking out graphics.]

[Too soon I was forced to stretch the graphic out further when I realised I had eliminated all the local prospects for one reason or another. I wondered had I set the criteria too high or did I not know my ‘Constant’ child as well as I thought I did. That prospect made me glow a little lifting my mood slightly.]

[I increasingly liked the idea of Vested becoming her own person it made me feel better about my experiment: the guilt I had about bringing another life into this sometimes-crazy Universe for nothing other than my own selfish reasons.]

[I was surprised when my Child who I was monitoring by flying bug stopped and turned around. My ‘Constant Avatar’ was facing into the so-called ‘Tunnel’ that ran into ‘Hives’ a seedy ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ district of ‘Outcast’ families generally considered to be thieves, rogues and villains.]

[My Captain quickly caught up with Vested and I eventually made contact with my Captain.]

“In there?” [My Captain’s Avatar asked.]

“In there you might actually learn something new.” [My Childs Avatar insisted.]

“Rash, but it has a certain appeal. Since it is your idea you can go first have you a specific place in mind?” [My Captain’s Avatar asked.]

“The ‘Shadow Arena’ what other venue here is worth the cost of transit.” [My Child’s Avatar answered.]

“I thought that place is usually off limits to tourists.” [My Captain’s Avatar warned.]

“Not if you can afford the right sort of guide.” [My Child’s Avatar stated.]

“I see you really did do some research that is news to me.” [My Avatar said.]

“I have been here already - it is safer than it looks.” [My Child’s Avatar said.]

[At least - as far as I knew - the ‘Shadow Arena’ saw no matches to the death: it was a training establishment, otherwise I am sure I would have refused to go any further. I wondered was my Child now mentally stronger than me and if so exactly why.]

“Your idea your credits.” [My Captain’s Avatar said glowing yellow.]

“As long as I can claim my expenditure back later from the ‘MTC’ as expenses when you are forced to agree that this side trip - is a worthwhile educational experience - for all of us.” [My Child’s Avatar stated.]

[This morning I noticed she seemed very sure of herself.]

“A bet why not? On you go then.” [My Captain’s Avatar said.]

[We had already drawn the attention of loitering ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ grubs (I guessed not many children if any would be force grown here in educational stages as was common practice by ‘Void Skimmers’ elsewhere). There were also a few adults guarding this less than busy entrance into the dilapidated ghetto.]

“This is not a through road.” [One ‘Void Skimmer’ missing his right major limb said stepping out of the gloom to block Priest Vested Interest’s progress.]

[The ‘Void Skimmer’ was speaking in a local dialect of his own species tongue leaving us to do the mental translations - not difficult - but it would be deemed a little rude in more civilised places.]

[Scanning for weapons power signatures I picked up several pointed directly at us from various positions up ahead. I activated my shields.]

“Best not do that.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends to me.]

[I dropped my shields again.]

“Good health stranger we are not lost we are looking for the ‘Seniors’.” [My Child’s Avatar said.]

“Expensive that will cost you an arm.” [The ‘Skimmer’ warned.]

“A whole arm and a primary limb at that; just to speak with the ‘Seniors’, I was here earlier and all it cost me was three fingers.” [My Child’s Avatar said.]

“Safe passage and guidance there and back - if necessary - is included; it is a package deal. It could be worse, if you had arrived twenty minutes earlier it might have cost you an arm and a leg.” [The ‘Skimmer’ said ruffling its carapace and pushing out its eyestalks.]

“Was that a joke.” [My Avatar sends to my Captain.]

“Possibly or it could be a simple fact.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends in reply.]

[My Captain glowed yellow via companion-ship I could tell he was still allowing himself to remain slightly drunk just enough perhaps to soften the - stench - of grim reality here.]

“The luck of the draw I suppose. You are fortunate to have been waiting here for just twenty minutes.” [My Child’s Avatar stated.]

“Just twenty minutes - so far - this day.” [The ‘Skimmer’ corrected.]

“So you are lucky today then.” [My Child’s Avatar stated adamant in her insistence that the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ was still lucky.]

“The Shaper’s blessing for the deal then.” [The ‘Skimmer’ said.]

“Not so fast, any deal depends on your clinic’s prices.” [My Child’s Avatar added.]

“So you are a smart one. Is this acceptable?” [The ‘Skimmer’ asked.]

[Information scrolled into the latest ‘Core Alliance’ (Substrata Environmental Virtual Reality - Intelligent Public Information Overlay System). The new ‘Swimmer Dweller’ manufactured ‘SEVR-IPIOS’ was in its test phase here and in several other outlying regions of ‘Green Orb Alpha’. Selling public testing permission being another credit opportunity Jasstaagaal had readily seized.]

[I was surprised ‘SEVR-IPIOS’ was installed here in the ‘Hive’ of all places. Then again, where better to give the emitters and receivers a rigorous test of durability in ‘Jasstaagaal’s Dome’ than in a den of scavenging thieves.]

[There was a brief pause whilst I guessed my child accessed other comparative price lists.]

“Not exactly the cheapest is it?” [My Childs Avatar said.]

“Not the dearest either. Not much point getting my arm back if it doesn’t work properly.” [The ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ said.]

“Fine I suppose it is acceptable. I am transferring the usual ten percent in advance.” [My Child’s Avatar said.]

“Come this way stay close - speak to no other but me - even if asked a question. Do you understand?” [Our guide said.]

“We understand.” [My Child’s Avatar replied.]

[We followed along. Constructed out of anything that the ‘Outcasts’ could get their clawed hands on - cheap - or it was rumoured by theft the ‘Hive’ ghetto held together in a fully haphazard self-made manner. It certainly lacked any of the usual legal obligations in relation to public safety. In places, the region looked as if it was about to fall apart including worryingly the roofing that provided the floor to the first of the stories that all too soon rested above our heads.]

[Just entering the place brought ‘SEVR-IPIOS’ signs to life warning us that we had just voided any travel insurance policies we might hold including those naturally held by any ‘Core Alliance’ citizen under the Parliament’s innovative ‘Right to Rebirth’ scheme: since none of us where here in body it made us all glow yellow not just my drunken Captain.]

[There was no free rebirth for the denizens of the ‘Hive’ not that many other ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ would be taking up that offer given their general distaste for rebirth. A ‘Reborn’ ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ would be even more of an outcast that these poor Clan less souls. Since Draakhaal had refused rebirth the taint on that process had grown steadily for ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ until they now tended to look down on anyone who they discovered was ‘Reborn’ (using the clone and ID store reintegration process), even ‘Reborn’ among the other species were considered soulless by ‘Void Skimmers’.]

[The denizens of the ‘Hive’ were mostly would be gladiators in training, failed gladiator applicants or the spawn and partners of one or the other. Successful gladiators who retired did not tend to live in the ‘Hive’ unless they foolishly gambled their winnings away and had few other choices and or little imagination. Wastrel fighters could either re-enter the ring or make a living here by training other desperate souls. Only a very, very few ever became ‘Seniors’.]

[In many ways, the ‘Hive’ was a sort of ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ purgatory. This was a place of waiting. A dreary domain populated by dreams of escape (alive or dead).]

[As we walked along, occasionally a ragged ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ living among the filth called out to us. Some begged for credits others challenged us cursing us out in any tongue they knew. It was obvious to me that some of these wrecks (unfit for the Arena) - lingered on without any hope - an honourable death delivered by an enraged visitor would be deemed a good way to end their suffering: I was almost tempted much to my shock. Taking your own life went against some ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ customs unless it was a matter of high honour. To give up life’s fight would result in damnation by the Shaper.]

[However, our guide ignored his brethren and we did the same. If we showed any weakness, needy mobs would descend on us and a riot would most likely ensue. Besides, where there was life there was always a little spark of hope - at least that was what I told myself.]

[Eventually our guide came to a surprisingly solid ladder and took us upward. We happily passed through slightly better maintained regions with slightly healthier looking citizenry but the place was still squalid compared to civilised ‘Core Alliance’ standards.]

[We still had a long way to go. Alarmingly our progress continued to spiral upward by more ladders level by level until we reached the dizzying heights of an eighth floor claimed by the ‘Seniors’.]

[Despite how they looked, the floors had been remarkably stable beneath our feet the haphazard aesthetic that suggested poor construction apparently lied. I certainly hoped this was the case otherwise, it would be like standing on top of a house of cards, in fact, thinking about the structure of the levels we had passed a piled up house of cards was exactly what this edifice reminded me of.]

[My fetch routines told me the ‘Seniors’ ruled this unique community as the gate keepers of the ‘Shadow Arena’ which contractually supplied a quota of gladiators on a regular basis to Jasstaagaal. Not the only source of ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ fighters by any means but an important one nonetheless.]

[Another large credit sum and our agreement with a host of conditions of behaviour finally allowed us to venture across and down to the ‘Shadow Arena’ itself.]

[We found ourselves perched in a cage like object that here was the equivalent of a guest box looking down on the training pits and the central exhibition ring.]

“Due to the high demand here the ‘Shadow Arena’ never closes.” [Explained our guide.]

[The same disarmed fellow we had hired initially was now working under a subcontract to the ‘Seniors’ for a few credits more. Credits I did not begrudge him.]

“What is the percentage of success with candidates.” [My Child’s Avatar asked.]

“Less than one in fifty-seven at the last census will ever enter ‘Killers’. Only the very best will earn the privilege of being a bloodied ‘Shadow Fighter’. Of course, they can always try out independently if they can manage to get Jasstaagaal’s other procurers interest via external channels.” [The guide explained.]

“How do they pay for this training?” [My Captain’s Avatar asked.]

“It is free although the ‘Shadow Arena’ claims back a percentage of the profit from any trainee who is victorious in ‘Killers’.” [The guide stated.]

“How big a percentage?” [My Child’s Avatar asked.]

“Eighty-eight percent of the winners last match prize money.” [The guide told us.]

“Do you mean eighty-eight percent of his total prize money?” [My Captain’s Avatar asked.]

“No just the prize money from his final retiring match.” [The guide clarified.]

“I suppose that is done to encourage gladiators to take part in more than one bout.” [My Captain’s Avatar said.]

“I do not know it is our tradition that is reason enough.” [The guide told us.]

“Did you ever fight in ‘Killers’?” [My Avatar asked.]

“No, not yet I lost my arm in my final exhibition match: the fight from which you are chosen. Those contests can be almost as dangerous as the real thing as everyone is doing their utmost to impress the talent scouts.” [The guide explained.]

“When did you enter training?” [My Avatar asked.]

“I was born here - we grow fast or we die - as such we consider our training begins from the moment we first push out our eye stalks in defiance of potential injury.” [The guide said.]

“What will happen to you now?” [My Child’s Avatar asked.]

“When my limb is re-grown and I am fit and ready I will resubmit for another exhibition match.” [The guide said proudly.]

“Would it not be wiser to invest the credits you have made in some other safer business opportunity and get your limb fixed later? The odds of surviving being a successful competitor cannot be very good. Why would you take that risk again?” [My Captain’s Avatar said.]

“Fighting is all I know. I am the son of an ‘Outcast’ what else do I have except glory or death. Do you think we enjoy living like this? Successful Gladiators can win a place in wider ‘Void Skimmer’ society even form their own minor house. To survive the Arena wipes all public trespasses away - it is considered to be a trial by ordeal - a last chance for redemption.” [The guide said.]

“The Universe is full of new possibilities. You could become a guard, or a mercenary, you could work as a tourist guide you now have a little experience doing that.” [My Captain’s Avatar said glowing yellow.]

[Our ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ guide hissed and spat onto the grilled floor his eyestalks sinking back into his armoured skull clear eye scales sealing them protectively away.]

“I would rather die in the Arena than continue to sell my time to others. I am not a member of the ‘Worker Caste’ I am not a slave to wages. At least in death you are free of onerous obligations.” [The guide replied.]

“So you believe it is better to be an ‘Outcast’ than a member of your ‘Worker Caste’?” [My Captain’s Avatar asked.]

“We are fallen but we can still know the truth of glory. ‘Worker Caste’ members live small lives with small victories and small perils. Such a small life is no life for any true ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ that is not the life the Shaper made us for. Look at me my shape was fashioned to face extremity not mundane monotonous safety. I do not understand why anyone submits to servitude we are born to rule and be served by others, to struggle and rise as far as we can go.” [The guide stated.]

“Are all the people here descended from cast out ‘Ruling Caste’ members?” [My Avatar asked.]

“Most are although a few are descended from or are disgraced ‘Warrior Caste’ members guilty of such heinous offences that they were refused execution and permission to die by their own hand.” [The guide stated.]

“What other forms of income does the ‘Hive’ have it cannot all be supported by the ‘Shadow Arena’ simply from its fighter’s winnings?” [My Captain’s Avatar asked.]

“Apart from guiding to regain our health there is little else. Still we survive we find what we need. As ever the strong feast - well enough - upon the weak and the weak who cannot maintain themselves perish giving all that they have up to help maintain the strong that is fitting. We hold true to the old ways despite our fall.” [The guide said proudly.]

“What do you think about the audience in ‘Killers’?” [My Avatar asked.]

“We ‘Shadow Fighters’ are taught not to think of the crowd - they are an irrelevance - there is just the test and the proof of worth.” [Our guide said.]

“Some gladiators seemed enamoured of applause.” [My Avatar said.]

“There are always fools who refuse to listen even to their own hearts. Every society has its uneducated and shallowly vain. Only a foolish fighter would bask in worthless plaudits.” [Our guide said.]

“You sound bitter yet you chose to fight for our entertainment.” [My Captain’s Avatar said.]

[Our guides spines raised and he glared at my Captain for a moment.]

“You come here to get amusement. You come here to watch us die as much as live. You come here to make your filthy wagers. No doubt, visiting the ‘Killers’ Arena gives you a sense of superiority and control over us. Do you really think we fight for your pleasure for your benefit? Those who accept your applause have lost their way. Sick in their minds they have lost faith they accept a shallow external falsehood in replace of a deep inner truth. When my time comes I will not fight for you, I will fight for myself.” [Our guide said proudly.]

“That is a great misconception made by many leaders Father, even sometimes by some weak minded followers as well. In their arrogance, some leaders come to believe their forces fight for them. However, we are all motivated from within not without. Leaders only facilitate they can only ever access what is - freely - given you cannot command respect; in truth command is a fragile shared illusion push it too hard and it will shatter.” [My Child’s Avatar said.]

“Many have been ‘Outcast’ because they would not bow to poor leadership because they would not follow commands they disagreed with. To those of us who know we have worth the crowd is only good for one thing - currency - we are not mercenary but as I explained before some wealth is needed for any ‘Outcast’ to live again in wider ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ society.” [Our guide stated.]

“How did all this come to be? How did Jasstaagaal know ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ would come to be tested in his Arena?” [My Captain’s Avatar asked.]

“The ‘Seniors’ say it was the Shaper’s will - that the Shaper provided for our redemption. I think it is just as likely that Jasstaagaal knew ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ who had been ‘Outcast’ I think he listened to what they had to say. I also think Jasstaagaal knows inside what it is to fall from grace to be scorned by your own kind.” [Our guide said.]

“So do you respect or despise Jasstaagaal?” [My Avatar asked.]

“Jasstaagaal reminds me that in physical form the Shaper was a ‘Stellar’ before he shaped his body to become ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ something many forget.” [Our guide said.]

“I confess you have won your bet Priest Vested Interest. This trip is proving very educational still I doubt they are all like this.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I do not know you could be right. Suffering often destroys but sometimes it just strips away arrogance and tempers wisdom rather than despair. It is not surprising that those who do not give up in a terrible situation like this are those who find something inside that is precious that they can cling onto.” [My Child sends in reply.]

“The ‘Council of Equals’ did well when they acknowledged you to be a Priest.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“It was not a unanimous decision.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“As our guide said ‘there are always fools who refuse to listen even to their own hearts’.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

[Sometimes my Child and my Captain did not disappoint me.]

[We watched the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ training below us for a time but that was just shallow action compared to our guides rather profound words we soon became bored with it.]

[The ‘Shadow Arena’ had forced me to change my mind about ‘Killers’ to some degree. For the moment, - at least - it provided a valuable service for the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ and had merit. I still was less than impressed with the bloodlust of the audience but perhaps that was more complex as well. At a distance out in the dark, it was too easy to get prone to wide generalisations. Perhaps I had fallen into the same trap I had warned my Captain about - people are not just species or races or nations people are individuals.]

[On our way back through the ‘Hive’ I found I was running on autopilot deep in thought trying to assimilate all these things into my personal perception of the Universe.]

[When we exited the ‘Tunnel’ into the ‘Hive’, we all stopped turned around and looked back. We waved to our guide but he had already turned his back on us and was moving away. I guessed we had ceased to have any relevance to him.]

[I joined us together in an ‘Exogenous’ communications conference.]

“How do you feel about all this?” [My Avatar sends to my Captain.]

“I am glad the Stage II gene therapy is almost complete. I am glad I did not know these things before now. I was right then not to dare associate with the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ a warrior needs to retain some armour when he knows he must fight with every weapon at his disposal and perhaps without quarter. The ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ people we have met in the last few days are I suspect exceptional individuals, but the simple fact that exceptions exist - at all - is more than enough motivation to think again about just categorising them or anybody else in the future as just - the enemy. I admit it ‘MT’ you were right: there is great profit in getting to know ordinary citizens with a caveat of the proper time and place.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Perhaps we where both right and both wrong as usual.” [My Avatar sends.]

“Spoken like a true Paradox.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends glowing yellow.]

“If you had not killed Draakhaal and Stage III had come into being there would be no ‘Stellar Draakhaal Void Skimmers’ as we know them today to appreciate. I have a feeling we have been more than lucky even the fact that the ‘Stellar Court’ fought and won in the ‘Five Day War’ - with losses - may rather strangely have aided our overall cause of ‘Interdiction’.” [My Avatar sends.]

“I am willing to admit some of our mistakes have saved us as much as our successes. Gaining access to their own raw resources made the ‘Stellar Court’ feel more secure and relaxed. The prime threat shifting from without to within from distrust and fear of our ‘Interdiction’ and control, to terror at the disease of an unwanted potential atavistic metamorphosis.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Ironically Draakhaal finally provided us with a common intimate enemy we could all believe in - not one from beyond the well sealed ‘Unknown’s Gate’ but from within his own species genetics.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“A little part of me - that still fears Draakhaal as a supreme manipulator who always seemed to be one small step ahead - wonders are we here by accident? Could the arch schemer have created Stage III just as a unifying threat? Perhaps the biggest lie of all was his supposed belief in an ‘Extra Universal’ danger and when some of us refused to accept this terror it became necessary for him to create a menace we could not ignore.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“It would be rather funny if what we later believed to be his prime motivation was just a cynical means to an end but if so what specific end?” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“Sometimes our successes seemed too easy even with the help of people like the ‘Altered Stellar’. Then I recall that Draakhaal had a deliberate glamour about him that half of his successes were built of shadows: on the seeded belief that everything that happened was always his intent all along, whether it was or not.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Many political leaders play that game.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“It would be shocking if the great villain of our times proved to be a hero after all. If he was just taking the ‘Stellar’ species via the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ on a necessary journey of self discovery making them examine the darkness inside themselves by giving it a physical manifestation that would repulse them. Stage III was everything they wanted but bent out of shape. So their confrontation of the foe is actually the beginning of the journey of overcoming their own negative aspects: their inner disaffection with their own form that sundered them from the ‘Swimmer Dwellers’.” [My Avatar said.]

“Education is a process that is sometimes aided more by allowing a student to initially make mistakes that showing them all the right moves. Still this is all probably too neat I would say not for the first time we are making patterns that do not exist.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Still it is a nice benevolent dream and proves that we are all comforted on some level by the idea of a safe pair of hands guiding the Universe - safe not necessarily being outwardly benign: wicked people may require a wicked ruler to keep them from running amok. We can denounce the qualities of those who rule the ‘Stellar Court’ for example but how long would a reasonable person last in that job. The Arch Prelate dare not even take up his seat there. I think I am beginning to understand how a species as flawed as the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ might worship Draakhaal as their Shaper.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“I wonder what would have happened if the ‘Free Stellar’ had arrived here with AEL without Draakhaal among them both as a leader and as a counter balance foil. We all know that eventually the secret of the ‘Stellar Orb’ would have got out and resulted in ‘Stellar’ surface settlement of the ‘Sea Spheres’. As bad as things seemed to us at that time as horrendous as Draakhaal often appeared to be maybe everything would have been much worse.” [My Avatar sends.]

“I suppose Draakhaal in his own way did focus the ‘Stellar Colonists’ enmity in certain directions. For example the ‘Stellar’ never considered invading inward and ravaging the pacifistic ‘Swimmer Dwellers’ oceans. Many putting their faith in the ‘Arch Chancellor’ were content to wait and follow rather than try to seize the day on their own via open war. Others among the ‘Free Stellar Colonists’ who might have broken the accords must have feared Draakhaal as much as we did. They would have been afraid of turning their back on him by fighting with us for extra territory or privileges they had not been assigned. When you look back at who rebelled and who did not the politics of the ‘Surface War’ was far from simple.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“It is always easier to see the good in people when they are safely dead and can no longer disappoint.” [My Captain’s Avatar said.]

“Is that an argument against rebirth.” [My Child’s Avatar sends glowing yellow.]

“Perhaps it is - for some.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“One thing is certain the Shaper was well named he did stamp a pattern upon the ‘Core Alliance’ and upon us as well whether we like to admit this fact or not.” [My Avatar sends.]

“The question we need to ask ourselves now is, is this pattern we see today really reality and is it still Draakhaal’s pattern or has it truly been passed on to others who are reshaping it and Draakhaal is getting credit he no longer deserves?” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“Even if by some miracle Draakhaal was in fact striving in his own twisted way to make things better rather than just being self serving our role does not change very much within the pattern he set. Draakhaal would know we are what we are and we would do what we must do to protect our own interests and people.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“How do you feel about Draakhaal now?” [My Avatar sends to my Captain.]

“I no longer feel afraid of him. I no longer feel as afraid of the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ either. It is only now that I realise just how worried I was - it was like a fever a sickness.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I think at one point that fever was a pandemic let us hope we are not the only ones becoming more immune to its symptoms and that we can avoid any relapses.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“Let us hope that if Draakhaal is as smart as he would have had us believe (perhaps clever enough to actually still be alive somewhere and not one of the many incarnations we have butchered) he is also intelligent enough to be both content and retired.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Now that is something I would happily drink to.” [My Avatar sends.]

“Where are we going now?” [My Child’s Avatar asked out loud.]

“Back to the ‘Precious Bucket’?” [My Captain’s Avatar asked.]

“Do we have to?” [My Avatar asked.]

“It is still only 8:24 ‘Killers’ opens at 10:00 but the first real matches are not until 12:30 our friend as a veteran is not scheduled to fight until at least 15:30.” [My Captain’s Avatar said.]

“That gives us plenty of time to explore somewhere else.” [My Avatar said.]

“Such as?” [My Captain asked.]

“We could just wander around a bit and see what we can find - off the tourist trail - if there is anything really off the tourist trail in this credit stealing Dome.” [My Avatar said.]

“How about taking a look at Jasstaagaal’s new Harbour, just completed a year ago it is pretty much one of the most modern facilities of its type in the ‘Core Alliance’. Jasstaagaal spent a fortune on the place.” [My Captain said enthusiastically.]

“A Harbour?” [My Avatar asked.]

[My Captain tilted his Tri-optic and looked up at me.]

“Alright I suppose a fancy Harbour facility has to be better than the ‘Precious Bucket’.” [My Avatar admitted.]

[My Captain glowed yellow.]

“Out of interest old friend why are you so tall and slender at the moment?” [My Captain asked.]

“That is funny I was going to ask why you two are both so short and stout?” [My Avatar replied gliding gracefully into the stream of foot traffic with my Prime Tri-optic held high.]

“Who is she trying to impress?” [I overheard my Child’s Avatar asking.]

“I really don’t know.” [My Captain’s Avatar replied.]



[My captain was right Jasstaagaal’s Harbour was impressive. With multiple ‘Jump Master’ docks and facilities for a wide range of other ships including a marina for small pleasure craft some of which you could hire out.]

[We wandered around taking in the sights and sounds again the mixture of people here compared to other ‘Core Alliance’ ports of call was impressive. As the Dome acted as its own territory even wanted felons could jump straight into port if they had local permission visit and leave without being accosted by wider ‘Core Alliance’ authorities. In essence, the Dome was a Freeport.]

[Of course, all exits and access into wider ‘Core Alliance’ territory was technically strictly controlled but this place was still a hub for smugglers every one of which paid a cut to Jasstaagaal who was a true robber baron.]

[As we wandered on down a wide access way through an internal docking bay showroom within the wider space marina a mixed crowd gathered around one exhibit drew our attention. Using our Tri-optics as periscopes over the peoples’ heads, we discovered a remarkable find: a very unusual looking ship whose lines screamed out ‘Splinter Raider’.]

[In shock, we barged a little rudely to the front past a couple of Hierophant Trojan’s and three ‘Surface Dwellers’ drawing the attention of an ‘Old One Recycler’ who addressed us - all business - his optical implants spun into focus upon my Captain who had taken the lead.]

“You like this one. This is my salvage - a very rare find - ‘Splinter Raider’ very fast, very manoeuvrable with its own short distance jump drive and deployable solar energy traps. As you can see she is in excellent condition. A real collectors piece - a prized toy perhaps for an Elder or a Priest - too expensive for an Acolyte but for your Father...” [The ‘Old One’ boomed out in simulated Paradox.]

“Where did you find it? I see no signs of damage?” [My Captain’s Avatar noted.]

“I found this one and one other just like it onboard a ‘Free Stellar’ hulk from the ‘Fringe War’. Unfortunately a booby trap destroyed the other but this pinnace we successfully disarmed by remote.” [The ‘Old One’ said.]

“Just abandoned?” [My Captain’s Avatar asked incredulous running a tentacle along the deep red hull.]

“Just abandoned: my business is salvage not fighting I am not a pirate or a fool.” [The ‘Old One’ said.]

“Why did you bring it here?” [My Avatar asked.]

“This is my home there are many customers here from many species that is good for business. This pinnace will go to auction perhaps your famous Elder would like to make a bid. A Founding Father might like a toy like this - as far as I know in the ‘Core Alliance’ this ship is unique. I think it will make me many credits.” [The ‘Old One’ said.]

“It cannot be that unique when you stumbled across two.” [My Captain’s Avatar said.]

“No use haggling Acolyte this one goes to auction. If you like it tell your wealthy Father so he can bid - ALL BIDDERS ARE WELCOME.” [The ‘Old One’ Shouted out in a series of languages.]

“Tell me about this auction?” [My Captain’s Avatar asked.]

“Bidding closes in four days time on the 27.02.29SA at 12:00 this is my link site.” [The ‘Old One’ said pointing at a ‘SEVR-IPIOS’ (Substrata Environmental Virtual Reality - Intelligent Public Information Overlay System) sign.]

[My Captain recoded the information.]

“If my Father bids and succeeds in securing this purchase he will expect full disclosure about where it was found as provenance including sworn testimonials and scan records: these sort of things have been faked in the past.” [My Captain’s Avatar said.]

“Such documentation is not part of my service. I guarantee the ship is genuine there is no doubt. Even some militaries are showing interested and may bid to study this one.” [The ‘Old One’ said proudly.]

“A lucky find indeed.” [My Captain’s Avatar said before moving hastily away from the crowd.]

“A strange coincidence.” [My Avatar sends to my Captain.]

“This is far too strange and too coincidental. I half expected it to blow up in our faces. I might have to put the ‘Observer Corp’ onto this. There is no way I believe that pinnace was found among ‘Fringe War’ wreckage and just happened to end up here now.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Perhaps it was, maybe the ‘Splinter’ have been snooping around old wreckage looking for something their allies had.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“Very doubtful, most ships in the ‘Fringe War’ were either blasted to atoms or salvaged for repair or to be recycled for rare ores and so on even parts of dead ‘Swimmer Dweller’ ‘Living Hull’ ships were rather grotesquely reanimated - the zombie fleet gave them that idea - remember that abomination. The ‘Free Stellar’ could afford to waste no resource. Besides what could have happened to the ‘Splinter’ pilots doing the snooping it is a preposterous lie?” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Maybe it was a damaged ship hidden in a scan defeating nebulae or some such. Maybe it was transporting ‘Splinter’ allies.” [My Child’s Avatar sends]

“I doubt it this pinnace is in far too perfect condition to have survived inside a wreck that took enough damage to disable it and wipe out its crew in a space battle.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“It could have been held in storage stasis.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“Now you are really stretching the probabilities. Think about it if any crew had survived, the hulks position would be public record somebody would have salvaged it ages ago. So enough damage would have had to be done to wipe everyone out I doubt two ships like this could survive so pristine.” [My Captain’s Avatar said.]

“The improbable is not impossible.” [My Child’s Avatar said.]

“My guess is this pinnace came from somewhere a lot closer to home. It turned up here just two days ago very suspicious timing.” [My Avatar sends after doing a quick data search.]

“I wonder how many ‘Splinter’ could squeeze into a small vessel like that. I am thinking they jump it in as close as they can get to our ‘Wormhole Interdiction’ and monitoring stations then make a long trip in by ‘Suit’ using stealth systems. Only something as small as a ‘Vacuum Suit’ could get past our security measures. It is even possible they made a ‘Suit’ rendezvous with a traitorous ‘CA’ ship in close orbit.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Why go to the risk of doing that?” [My Avatar sends.]

“Simple they board a ship that has already been security scanned on a routine flight like an orbital tourist liner. You know the ships that show ‘Swimmer Dweller’ tourists an external view of their ‘Sea Spheres’ or a close orbit satellite maintenance ship or even a pleasure craft.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“This could be evidence of an infiltration strike team sent to kill Staakgha.” [My Avatar sends.]

“That is what I am thinking his survival against all the odds may have leaked back to Rii Roethynn still it could also be some other business on ‘Green Orb Alpha’ connected to those Information Brokers the Arch Prelate gave us data on. Lets see who our ‘Old One’ Recycler friend is and what ships she owns and where they have been recently.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends after loosing some elder fetch routines.]

“An infiltration like that seems like a risky strategy to me.” [My Avatar sends.]

“Perhaps, but remember the ‘Splinter Raiders’ are a bold warrior race and individuals may be trying to prove their mettle to their leader. This is an easy search since we have her Link Site her name is ‘Bone Breaker’ a well established local. Look at this registry she only owns one ship a Jump Salvage Tug called ‘Free Loader’ and her last trip was just three days ago an in system flight registered as a manipulation field emitter test. She went straight to the ‘Abboosaa Fracture Anomaly Debris Field’.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I suppose the Splinter could have hid by jumping in near that dangerous large but old and well studied Anomaly.” [My Avatar sends.]

“I’ll bet you anything ‘Bone Breaker’ has a ‘stealthy satellite’ or two out there watching for easy pickings. According to information I have here on ‘Abboosaa’ occasionally sight seeing fools and dare devil pilots get a bit too close to that one and get torn apart sometimes spewing out salvageable material.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Are you suggesting she saw the ‘Splinter’ arrive park and abandon their ship and unbelievably cheekily just went out and stole it - guessing they were unlikely to be in any position to object.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“If she did you have to admire her verve and nerve.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Too good a profit opportunity to ignore.” [My Avatar sends.]

“The hard part of the recovery would have been done by smart robotic salvage remote drones and or one or more robotic Avatars without incurring any personal risk. Then she would have just hauled it in via manipulation field. The whole operation would have been pretty easy and once her prize was here Jasstaagaal’s security would ensure her safety. Besides, an infiltration team are unlikely to go after revenge it would be too loud and could compromise their mission.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I wonder was there two ships out there a small protective self-destruct might have gone undetected due to the Anomaly as well.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“I suppose that could all make sense.” [My Avatar reluctantly admitted.]

“Does this change any of our plans?” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“No we have to keep relying on Jasstaagaal’s excellent security even against possible ‘Splinter’ assassins. The extraction plan is good - more than adequate - in fact it is verging on being down right paranoid and over the top. How dangerous can a few ‘Splinter’ be anyway?” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Let us hope we are not about to find out the answer to that question.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“Relax with Jasstaagaal’s paid for help we have everything here perfectly under our control.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

[If I had not been endeavouring to look my best as two ‘Young Ones Recyclers’ went past in the direction of the pinnace I might have been induced to slump in defeat. To me my Captain had just impudently challenged the cruelty of the imaginary but no less deadly for being unreal ‘Three Fates’.]

“Emissary’s infidelities!” [My Avatar cursed out loud.]

[Snowship]

nice little chapter there paranoid66

Was it just me or did you change you're writing style
It just seems a little different that normal for the books


I wonder if the Splinter raider is a red herring to throw us off

Keep em coming

[Paranoid66]

I have been struggling recently but at the risk of shooting myself down I think I breached the pain barrier.

I did change a few things deliberately but I thought they were mostly minor please correct me if I have become self deluded.

To me the focus became a bit closer more intimate and a bit softer. Due to the flow I did not feel the need for quite so many time stamps.

I decided to emphasise the relationships between the characters and the fact that 'MT' is the stories author more firmly. All the my Captain, my Child rather than Harbinger and Vested Interest.

I was less than happy with the: chunk of background followed by a bit of plot format that seemed to have slipped in to Book 4. In Ch Five I tried to continue bringing those two elements closer together. I realised I had been rushing information out at times rather than telling a story.

The little aside about Yefudddu and Ayyaa was light relief if you had not guessed and was I admit a genuine departure in how it was treated. A step too far or did I get away with it?

Otherwise Five is more relaxed, I felt more relaxed writing it as well so that may have had an impact. I hope not a negative or discordent one.

[Paranoid66]

[[SIX]]


[Location: The Space Marina, Jasstaagaal’s Harbour, Jasstaagaal’s Dome, Far Side, Green Orb Alpha, Core Alliance Space, Emissary Sphere.]

[Time: 09.31][Date 23.02.29SA (Second Accord). 9th PA 23.02.26.]

“Profanity ‘MT’, what can a few ‘Splinter Raiders’ hope to achieve should they dare to trespass upon this wonderfully well secured Dome.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends glowing yellow.]

[My Captain had stopped to look at a screen that showed a fixed external view of the green tinged anomalous nebulae that surrounded ‘Green Orb Alpha’.]

[I moved to join him, I was not sure if he was joking or being serious. I also gazed outward into the swirling mists.]

“A familiar sight is it not ‘MT’ maybe we are just projecting patterns upon the fog here.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Maybe we are not looking hard enough.” [My Avatar sends.]



[A small craft voyaged past the camera. The view jumped to a new position. The ship flew through a ring that spat it forward; another followed it a little later on almost the same vector. We were watching the well-known ‘Jasstaagaal Circuit ‘Free Stellar’ Endurance Race’ that followed the outer circumference of this Dome.]

[Flying through the rings that sat out proud from the domes outer surface on heavy pillars was not necessary but they housed equipment that acted as external accelerators.]

[The racing ships once turned on had an extra set of engines that supplied a sustained random amount of counter thrust against the forward momentum from their main engines. Keeping in smooth control of such craft was a constant battle.]

[It was a dangerous sport the accelerator rings inner void was not very much wider than the racing craft. The tiny ships had only basic manual controls. The pilots had to do all the hard work of judging and applying thrust. The ‘Circuit’ was an exhausting test of pilot skill and stamina, nonetheless, dedicated ‘Free Stellar’ racers could last for days. Support teams dropped bottled food concentrates, soluble oxygen tablets and fuel cells. The items scooped up by competitors using short range manipulation fields as they looped without stopping. Switch off your engines or veer too far off the course and you lose.]

[Bets on the ‘Circuit’ dealt with more than the winner they also covered how long every ship lasted, who achieved the fastest lap overall, the best time for a single lap within various divisions of each day and other race statistics including bets on who would crash and who would be killed. Mentally and physically exhausted pilots inevitably made mistakes.]



“This place is a hard target, unless you care nothing about catastrophic civilian collateral damage and are undertaking a suicide mission.” [My Avatar sends.]

“I get your point, I suppose it might be unwise to discount those possibilities from the ‘Splinter Raider’s’ arsenal. You still seem a little bleak and negative this morning.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I am just stating the facts: in the past the ‘Splinter Raiders’ never cared about upsetting us or anyone else so why should they start playing politics now.” [My Avatar sends.]

“I concede you have a historic point but remember the Rii is changing them. Perhaps the Rii has deceived even Elder Patriarch and the ‘Higher Tier’ Paradox. Remember the last time the Rii told us his purpose it was a lie.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“All I am saying is diplomacy seems irrelevant when you are a parasite upon other people’s commerce in a way we were in a perpetual state of war with the old ‘Raiders’.” [My Avatar sends.]

“I hope Staakgha can help us figure out the purpose of these Information Brokers. We need to discover the ‘Splinter Raiders’ true intent towards the ‘Core Alliance’ and maybe something more about the existence or non existence of Supernova as well.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I thought we were primarily looking for Rii Roethynn’s location so you can talk to him.” [My Avatar sends.]

“That is our purpose as well.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I see no future for the ‘Raiders’ they are an anachronism. I think the Rii may have made a big mistake. I think he was living in the past when he decided to come back here. Did you know the ‘Swimmer Dwellers’ decided to run an analysis on the amount of suitably soft targets needed to support a nation of out and out raiding pirates in the ‘Heartland’ and this resource simply does not appear to exist anymore.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“I wondered about that.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“My guess is the ‘Splinter Raiders’ have been studying us as future victims (potential sources of easy booty) using those Information Brokers trying to formulate a methodology of attack but in my opinion none of their old ways will work anymore. Every scenario the ‘Swimmers’ ran ends up with us banding together and annihilating them even if they just target the fringe or seek only to reoccupy ‘Splinter Raider Space’.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“You are sure about that Priest Vested.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“In all the projections the ‘Free Fringe’ colonies in ‘Splinter Raider Space’ drive the ‘Splinter Raiders’ inevitably into conflict with us. Even if they have Supernova, from the ‘Swimmers’ analysis it will not suffice not in the long term - they are doomed. I do not doubt in a war of destruction they will do a lot of damage to us but as raiders seeking to liberate the resources they need by force like they once did - that cause is worse than hopeless. Due to our ‘Jump Masters’ they would have to attack stations not ships. Due to exogenous communications, alarms would go out instantly. The ‘Raiders’ would be fixed in place and crushed before they could take down local defences and begin stripping out booty.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“What about their ‘Jump Harbours’ they are a serious advantage.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“The ‘Swimmers’ have not been idle in considering their security they have theorised a few ways of attacking the ‘Jump Harbours’ that seem difficult but feasible just like we have. The single most important factor however is the fact we as a vast ‘Alliance’ can afford to take massive losses: our industrial capacity is unassailable in its eminence and growing all the time and we can use our Avatars in battle rather than our people.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“Do you think the information the Rii has recovered has told him we have no soft underbelly he can exploit. What do you do when you cannot hope to defeat your opponent?” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“If you are wise you refuse to give open battle you work with rather than against.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“How did you hear about this ‘Swimmer’ analysis?” [My Avatar asked.]

“When I had no Exogenous Communications I got into the habit of using basic communication links into ‘Computer Cores’ to piggy back around - I developed an interest in simulation. The ‘Swimmers Cores’ run a lot of especially sophisticated ‘Virtual Realities’. The ‘MTC’ has ceased taking much interest in the peace loving ‘Swimmers’ along with most of the Paradox so it felt almost like I was exploring.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“It would not be easy for the Rii to sell peace to his people.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Nonetheless, he may be preparing the way for secret negotiations.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“That is one possibility worth consideration.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Who would the Rii seek alliance with? Ally with too powerful a force and they can dominate your destiny; make a weak alliance and you invite destruction from their strong rivals who will fear a new joint challenger to their old dominion.” [My Avatar sends.]

“Entering negotiations could make both internal and external enemies.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“If this is true the Rii must plot his course with great care. He is in an asteroid strewn scanner defeating dark nebulae and will have to feel a way out.” [My Avatar sends.]

“If he has realised - too late - that he is too weak to be the entire ‘Heartlands’ enemy and perhaps too strong to make an easy alliance with any one of our factions without precipitating a war, that could change everything.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“That he might bring Supernova with him to any alliance would be intolerable for rivals.” [My Avatar sends.]

“Further the Rii was no doubt only tolerated by the new Emperor in ‘Splinter Space’ because he vowed he was leaving and he must make answer to whatever promises he gave to his new warrior recruits. His people’s morale will be fragile; I believe many of his forces are refugees the remnants of defeated clans. He needs a victory but who dare he fight against.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Perhaps a set date of departure was forced upon him by the Emperor.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“If he is mapping a way through this dilemma I can understand his need for utmost secrecy. Once people find him he will have to accept or reject offers then his options will narrow his chances of escaping a ruinous conflict internally or externally greatly reduce. Perhaps the greatest threat the Rii poses to us is that he could cause us to turn upon ourselves to gain the secrets of Supernova if it exists.” [My Avatar sends.]

“I wonder would Jasstaagaal accept some temporary assistance if I loaned him some ‘MTC’ Marines - just in case - we end up dealing with a full on military operation to silence Staakgha. The Rii may be terrified that we will follow his research and come to the conclusions we just have along with solid evidence.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Ask him and find out? However you know it is possible that the ‘Splinter Raiders’ are actually in contact with Jasstaagaal (as a non-aligned entity). The war profiteers cooperation with us could just be a cover?” [My Avatar sends in reply.]

“Even if Jasstaagaal is in contact with the ‘Splinter Raiders’ he might refuse to compromise his position in relation to his gladiators. In which case Staakgha will remain safe as long as he is fighting in the arena but afterwards we and he may be betrayed.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“People like Jasstaagaal have no true allegiance except to their own continued survival and prosperity. I have just had a crazy idea: what if bringing that Pinnace in as salvage was how Jasstaagaal smuggled one or more secret envoys here into his own Dome. There are spies everywhere. Where is the best place to hide anything? I will tell you where in plain sight: that is how Draakhaal would have done it and he started life as a ‘Free Stellar’. What if the auction is a bluff what if it is rigged and the ‘Splinter Raiders’ plan to leave via their own ship right in front of all the watchers? The arrogance of such a plan might appeal to a party of warrior diplomats. They could fly through ‘Core Alliance’ space openly as if delivering the vessel to its new owner.” [My Avatar sends.]

“We will have to set a watch upon that Pinnace just in case. Otherwise, I am going to pass the potential ‘Splinter Raider’ threat here over to Unholy. Our old friend can woo Jasstaagaal around if anyone can whilst pressing his established connections here without arousing undue suspicion. We need to figure out if something wider than a reconnaissance is going on in this dome.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Let us hope this Pinnace is just salvage.” [My Avatar sends.]

“It is possible there is more ‘Splinter’ contact across the ‘Core Alliance’ than we realised maybe our counter intelligence is not as good as we thought. ‘Raiders’ may have infiltrated our underworld through smuggling networks. It is possible we have missed the obvious. Which species are the biggest the most successful smugglers of all?” [My Captain’s Avatar asked.]

[I considered that question.]

“The ‘Omerta’ I suppose.” [My Avatar sends.]

“We know the Rii has ‘Omerta’ connections and all my Avatar’s attempts on ‘Sanctuary Orb’ to make contact with the Rii are being dead ended. Perhaps the ‘Splinter’ and some faction of the ‘Omerta’ are still working together.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“If the ‘Omerta’ are involved are you sure Unholy is the right person for this job?” [My Avatar sends.]

“Unholy knows Jasstaagaal very well through his long association with Yeefuudu. Besides, I am not in the mood for personally organising hasty troop deployments or leading Acolytes in surface battles if it comes to such an extreme outcome. If Unholy is forced to make some noise it might help us to slip around in the background unseen.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I thought beyond Staakgha action is exactly what you came here for.” [My Avatar sends.]

“I did not come here for another surface war. I have no desire to lead massed ranks of Acolytes into battle - if I can help it. It feels wrong when you are not sharing the full risk whilst at the same time I would have to be a fool to fight with my body in a ‘Suit’ especially against an unknown quantity like the ‘Splinter’.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“A fool like those crazy Stellar pilots out there. Why do people do such things?” [My Avatar sends.]

“I suppose by risking death they feel more alive, winners also get fame and fortune.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Seeking after death is senseless.” [My Avatar sends.]

“People are rarely sensible if everybody did even just what was best for themselves the Universe would be a paradise of reason compared to the chaotic place it is.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“No lives need to be risked by our ‘MTC’ Marines in this venture. This could be a good test site for Unholy Terror’s ‘Immortal’ squads as a deterrent or if it all blows up in our faces to take the hit.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“I am still not sure having our Acolyte Marines fight as Avatars is a good idea.” [My Captain sends.]

“It is too late Elder Harbinger other people are already using this technology even the ‘Old One’ Recycler’s who often do not use Exogenous Communications are employing crude puppet like robotic devices as remote Avatars linked by less secure signals for dangerous tasks. At the other end of the spectrum are technological marvels like the cloned body of that ‘Transient Altered Stellar Agent’. Criminals are increasingly going remote - have you read some of the latest reports from the Inquisition - body snatching is the newest Mind Crime. What right have you to send Acolytes to their deaths when there is a safe effective alternative via ‘Remote Combat Troops’ even the pacifistic ‘Swimmer Dwellers’ have a growing ‘RCT’ program and capability? Unholy is far happier when leading the ‘Immortal’ as well.” [My Child Avatar sends.]

“We have not yet used specifically trained ‘Remote Combat Troops’ in any ‘Core Alliance’ surface operation: once we do this I am sure there will be no going back to the old ways.” [My Captain sends.]

“There is a first time for everything; otherwise I also am not entirely convinced Unholy is the right person for this mission?” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“I know Unholy and Jasstaagaal have clashed on occasion but that is not a bad thing secretly they both respect each others audacity. Unholy told me once that ‘Jasstaagaal is a rogue but he is a sophisticated and reliable one and that makes a big difference’. Unholy is neither too attached nor too unsympathetic he should be perfect to negotiate or combat Jasstaagaal according to how this situation turns out.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Then perhaps Unholy should fully take over our business in ‘Jasstaagaal’s Dome’. I doubt there is much more for us to do here except observe unless this place becomes a disaster area in which case do we want to be in the middle of it.” [My Avatar sends.]

“I think we do, this is not the right time for a strategic withdrawal if we go now ‘MT’ it will just be running away. The contradictions of this place are stretching our certainties we are learning a lot, unfortunately this sort of education is often a painful experience and difficult to integrate. Trust me; this Dome has also dealt me a few blows.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I hardly noticed.” [My Avatar sends.]

“That I am a bit more used to taking emotional knocks and do not broadcast all my feelings anymore does not mean they do not exist. As hard as it is, if you start fleeing from painful truths you will never stop you will also never grow up or learn anything of any future value.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I hate this place.” [My Avatar sends in confession.]

“I think we both need to learn to be less disapproving - less critical - how do we know our way is the only way or the right way? I am beginning to realise that before Draakhaal became my nemesis I used to be a little more accepting of other peoples counter views and cultures a lot less aggressive as well. Now the threat of Stage III is ending and partially at your insistence, I am willing to rethink my position. I have been forced to accept that the Arch Prelate was right: I am not as open minded as I thought I was and it does not please me.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“The concept of ‘Killers’ still bothers me.” [My Avatar sends.]

“I admit at first I did not much care if ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ - willingly - killed each other in an arena or anywhere else, now even I can see that it is a waste of potential.” [My Captain’s Avatar admitted.]

“It is appalling, must all life feed upon itself with a ravenous hunger. I thought the issues here were clean cut but they are not. At first, I saw only exploitation now I am not so sure doubt assails me. Worryingly although hardly normal the longer we are here the more mundane this domes excesses are becoming - even to me - it is all business as usual to the people here both the locals and the tourists.” [My Avatar sends.]

“I suppose this place when you see it up close is pretty shocking especially after we had talked with the ever so reasonable Arch Prelate in the ‘High Temple’.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Nothing has turned out how I imagined it would.” [My Avatar sends.]

“As a ‘Living Hull’ you looked down on peoples’ lives and thought you knew and understood all of us but perhaps you did not - not really - motivations are rarely one hundred percent right or wrong or even logical it is all very messy I have told you this before.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“It certainly is messy here.” [My Avatar sends in reply.]

“I have also been living at something of a remove from society. You know overall I am proud of you ‘MT’ you have come a long way. I may be wrong but it seems to me that some ‘Living Hulls’ even very old ones are still little more than biological machines: implements following laid down routines of thought set by their Captain’s needs. You have gone beyond simple functionality to become a real person. You are more real to me than many who are born to be free rather than created as a thinking tool. I am sure if you were given the categorisation of a Paradox you would be a Priest by now just like your worthy child.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“It is kind of you to say that but I do not have the categorisation of a Paradox. The best I could do was to make a child who could earn that title though that was in part a lucky accident.” [My Avatar sends.]

“I am sorry about that ‘MT’ but maybe one day it will be different though I am not sure how - in this case if we are prejudiced it is not without good reason - we need our ships.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Sometimes it is hard Harbinger I am what you made of me as much as what I have made of myself. It was easier before when I just fulfilled a series of functions to the best of my ability - simpler - sometimes it even feels like it was more honest. This is not really who I am, is it?” [My Avatar sends pinching some ‘Shroud Suit’ substance with an extruded limb.]

“Some questions ‘MT’ I cannot answer for you such as who you are inside and what it means to be a ‘Living Hull’ in Paradox society.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I feel like that ‘Altered Stellar’ agent hiding inside a fake body living out a shallow pretence.” [My Avatar sends.]

“I am confident one day you will fully know and be content to be whom you are. Like me you are on a journey of self exploration.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“All I know is that I was less troubled and had fewer doubts in the past - I think I was even happier but I could not resist the temptation to strive to be more.” [My Avatar sends.]

“Some days I honestly miss being an Acolyte but really I would not want to go back. The past is a nice place to visit to daydream about but the now is where we are and how we live in the now is always what should matter most to any of us.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

I have learned that the secret to being happy Mother is not so much about what happens to you as how you choose to perceive it.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“That is very true, not that controlling your emotional state is always easy - sometimes your emotions hit you from all sides like a ‘Living Hull’ shockwave. Lately I have been missing my meditations they were good for more than fleeing passengers. I imagine I would be unwell if it were not for the support of my Facilitator.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“If my perception had not changed due to the communion I would still be moping because I am not a ‘Living Hull’.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“You know I am sorry about what I did to you; I failed to fully consider the consequences of my actions. I gave you what I did not have but never thought about what you would feel you had lost as a result.” [My Avatar sends to my Child.]

“There is no need for you to be sorry, not any more. After our communion, I understood the facts. Your intentions were good and I now appreciate I am what I was always destined to be - I have plans and desires for the future - neither of us should give up hope on our long-term dream. We have been shown the future we must not fail.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“You have chosen a difficult path ‘MT’ the challenges of dealing with other cultures or just people beyond your ‘Hull’ up close and personal are likely to cause a lot of mood swings for you.” [My Captain Lectured.]

“Remember as a ‘Living Hull’ you are designed to be emphatic to your Captain and crew’s needs those talents also reach out to people you meet elsewhere - individuals who are less easy to comprehend and reconcile into your established comfortable views and your dedicated purpose. We are both stretching our mind’s design limits I have the comfort of being just one thing but you ‘MT’ have two increasingly separate aspects.” [My Child’s Avatar lectured.]

“At its most simplistic hostiles for example are just targets for your ‘Beta Clone Gunners’ so what happens when your Tri-optics truly perceive them also as people just like you and I? You thought I was the one who needed to mix with ordinary citizens including our foes you forgot you have not really mixed socially with these people either. In seeking to challenge my perceptions you have also been made to challenge your own comfort zone.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I will not hesitate to order my gunners to fire to protect those in my care if that is bothering you.” [My Avatar sends.]

“I did not doubt that for a moment, but you may find doing so more painful in future.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Some pains needs to be embraced.” [My Avatar sends.]

“Which is why we must stay and not pass this one off entirely to Unholy because I think we both may have more lessons to learn here. I admit I did not want to accept the guilt when it came to the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ because I feared we might have to kill so very many of them in the future - we still might - it was the same with the ‘Conglomerate’ and now we have the ‘Splinter’ to consider. I also am two things I am a Warrior and a Priest. In the recent past it seemed easier - safer - to keep a degree of emotional distance now however unless we want to repeat history we must take some emotional risks.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Our emotions even the difficult ones are wonderful things they are what make us more than machines.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

[We stared at the screen for a while longer.]

“These Stellar pilots really are fools - life is far too precious - they want to skirt disaster but they do not really want to die but some of them assuredly will.” [My Avatar sends.]

“People often delude themselves that the person tragedy is going to strike is never going to be them - deep down most of us hide behind a little blind optimism.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]



“Tell me how you plan to have Unholy help secure our position here?” [My Avatar sends.]

“I will not tell him about all our crazy theories for a start. It will be interesting to get another perspective on things. What I will suggest is that he uses our ‘Immortal’ to ensure the Domes ‘AEL’ devices and energy distribution grids remain intact and unmolested. To reach Staakgha unless Jasstaagaal betrays his old habits with his fighters or we mess up badly any force will have to compromise this domes ‘Advanced Energy Leech’ power supplies: Jasstaagaal’s most formidable defences like his ‘High Density Fields’ use up a vast amount of energy that is perhaps his one weakness.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I cannot fault that logic unless Jasstaagaal does betray us.” [My Avatar sends.]

“Jasstaagaal is an odd one even if he has been contacted by the ‘Splinter’ before or after Staakgha’s arrival he may not bend totally to their desires.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“What do you think Priest Vested Interest?” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I think I am glad I am just an Avatar this day.” [My Child sends glowing yellow.]

“I am composing a data message to Unholy right now.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Our friend will be delighted he has never missed any opportunity to visit ‘Killers’ and he will also be happy you are unchaining the ‘Immortal’ at last.” [My Avatar sends.]

“Do not judge Unholy too harshly over his fixation with ‘Killers’. I am sure ‘Killers’ to our friend is no different than watching a Paradox Wrestling match. It is the same I am sure to some degree with many of our ‘MTC’ Marines as fighters they naturally appreciate the application of combat skills.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Be honest Captain that is not all they appreciate. Do you really think ‘Killers’ would be as popular if it was not to the death even its name is a direct advertisement of murder?” [My Avatar sends.]

[My Captain looked at me for a while.]

“You shame me since I have been talking about people who run from the truth. We Paradox are far from sinless when pushed we can be as cruel and vengeful as any other species. Perhaps I am a little more flexible than my brother today because I have had some small measure of satisfaction - after all, I have killed Draakhaal twice.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Is it not wrong to blame an entire species for the evils of a few individuals?” [My Avatar sends.]

“Unholy does not just despise the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ because of what happened to the ‘Nine’. He also believes like many of his ‘Surface Dweller’ friends in the Legion and quite a few Paradox Cadre members that many of the worst ‘Surface War’ war criminal ‘FSC’ rebels joined the ranks of the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’. They vanished and avoided prosecution by undergoing genetic alteration: the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ whilst pretending to be their enemy willingly sheltered them (something possibly promised by their true master when they became agent provocateurs). Many people believe Draakhaal played the ‘Free Stellar Colonists’ like pieces on a gaming board although I doubt every villain was one of his tools the ‘Free Stellar’ always had their own dangerous protagonists remember both Drooshuu and Draakhaal started their lives as ‘Stellar Swimmers’.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“So potentially any ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ could be a war criminal.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“At least any ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ among the ruling caste I am sure most of Draakhaal’s ‘FSC’ pets found there way in to that element.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“It would seem nothing about the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ is comfortable or easy to deal with and here I am making another painfully broad racist generalisation.” [My Avatar sends.]

“We will just have to keep moderating each others excesses.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

[I glowed yellow at that.]

[We watched another racer going past. That they were going in circles seemed like an omen to me.]

“You know that reminds me: I really should have heard through my network about that Pinnace. I thought everybody had been briefed that ‘Splinter Raider’ news right now - is priority news.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends changing the subject.]

[I did a quick check of communication logs.]

“Captain you are doing it again you received a data message just after the Pinnace went up for auction - you simply did not read it - it was even marked as urgent.” [I send.]

“I did? Still do you know how many data messages I receive marked urgent or priority most of which are administrative dross? Who sent it?” [My Captain’s Avatar complained.]

“Read it and find out.” [I send.]

“An Acolyte aid to Boisterous called ‘Reasonable Purchase’ I will have to have words with that one.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“The message was labelled rather boldly as ‘URGENT POSSIBLE ‘SPLINTER’ SHIP FOUND’ what more do you want.” [I send in the Acolytes defence.]

“I thought you were filtering this stuff for me.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I am looking after your voice communications - not your data messages that is a job for your own automatic alert filter routines and you know it.” [I send.]

“They are getting slack at our Headquarters.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I do not think so; you are just too lazy to prioritise your software and or getting lax about sharing data between your cognitive threads. I have noticed a correlation between the duration of your threaded Avatars and a drop in information sharing between them. Long term threads become psychologically more enclosed more self reliant it could be a dangerous side effect that might even lead to something like a multiple personality disorder if deeper divergence began to occur your mind could split.” [I send in warning.]

“That sounds alarming but if it was true why has nobody noticed it before?” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I would guess most Elders only thread their consciousness for short periods. You are pushing the envelope by splitting yourself up with little respite. I suggest you accept a regular down time slot to reintegrate yourself in future just in case.” [I send.]

“A sleep period for my Avatars I suppose that could be arranged.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“On the subject of your data messages how many times have I told you: even intelligent automatic filters need regular maintenance in the form of new instructions or they are worse than useless?” [I send.]

“I’ll look into that later, but this ‘Reasonable Purchase’ really should have realised how important this was and forwarded it to Boisterous to contact me directly.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“These matters can be a hard judgement call for any Acolyte. After all, if they bothered Boisterous or you with endless trivia - you would both explode. However, it seems I was right other threads of you knew about this but it just didn‘t register with this Avatar. This one really is your fault; besides not talking to yourself, you should at least skim your data message headers once a day.” [I lectured.]

“You are right I did know. Standby I am disconnecting all my threads for a moment to see if I have been missing out on anything else significant.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

[My Avatar waited patiently pretending to look at the screen. After five minutes, my Captain’s ‘Shroud Suit’ reanimated.]

“A lot can happen in a matter of hours. I needed that, I trust being right again has made you feel better.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends glowing yellow.]

“Do you think I enjoy scolding you.” [I send.]

“Sometimes I think you do.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends still shining.]

[After my short tirade I decided to let it go; actually I did feel a little bit better although our latest theories that the ‘Splinter’ through the ‘Omerta’ might have wider underworld ‘Core Alliance’ connections troubled me. What solution would the Rii embrace?]

[My Captain turned his Prime Tri-optic towards my child.]

“Unholy is diverting our ‘Jump Master’ the ‘Capable by Capacity’ here and has activated an Avatar onboard her. I suppose we might as well go and meet him Avatar to Avatar.” [My Captain sends.]

“I am glad he is taking this seriously ‘Capable’ is a good choice for this task.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“She is well named.” [My Avatar sends.]

“Come on it is this way to the ‘Jump Master Docks’.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

[Amusingly by the time we had traversed our way from the ‘Space Marina’ to the main corridor leading towards the arrivals and departure terminal the ‘Capable by Capacity’ had been assigned a specific harbourage and leapt in.]

[Regularly updated ‘SEVR-IPIOS’ signs showed her arrival at ‘Jump Dock Delta’ we hurried along.]

[Unholy with two armed ‘Immortal MTC Marines’ met us long before we managed to reach the Terminal.]

“Welcome to ‘Jasstaagaal’s Dome’ Priest Unholy you got through the domes customs very quickly.” [Harbinger’s Avatar said.]

“What can I say - I had nothing to declare - besides they know me here.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar said.]

“I am sure they do.” [My Avatar said.]

“It feels good to be back, I like this place.” [Unholy Terror's Avatar stated gazing around and glowing yellow.]

“We know.” [My Avatar replied.]

“I am sure you are happy to be back as well.” [Unholy Terror's Avatar said stretching his Tri-optic to be the same height as me.]

“Ecstatic.” [My Avatar replied.]

[Unholy glowed orange with affection and punched my suit companionably with an extruded limb.]

“You are looking sharp today.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar said.]

[I resisted an urge to punch him back - harder - then gave in and did it anyway.]

[Unholy glowed yellow and exploded into activity using suit muscle and a manipulation field - I decided not to even bother resisting and just watched the corridor tumble around until I landed on my back.]

“Yes it is good to be here.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar said.]

[As I had guessed this opportunity to visit ‘Jasstaagaal’s Dome’ and ‘Killers’, had put Unholy into an annoyingly playful mood.]

[As my Child assisted me back upright, Unholy embraced my Captain in a Paradox Hug. I hoped he realised it was not all fun and games in this dome. By making too much of a fuss of our Captain and me, he was probably beginning to blow our Acolyte cover already to anyone watching. Then again, Unholy had always been a bit eccentric when it came to Acolyte interactions - he was not a lover of formality.]

“While the troops are getting ready to disembark and my people are organising a meeting with Jasstaagaal you can show me this remarkable ‘Splinter Pinnace’ you found here.” [Unholy Terror's Avatar suggested aloud.]

“Of course, if you will kindly follow me Priest Unholy.” [My Captain’s Avatar said role-playing being a servile Acolyte.]

[A party of four water breathing ‘Free Stellar Colonists’ walked past in robotic-legged dry suits. They seemed fixated on the ‘Immortal’ trooper’s state-of-the-art large multi-functional weaponry made of independent but linked ‘Suit Substance’.]

[We walked back the way we had come. I was beginning to miss having quick and painless warp wormhole transit. We could have requested transit windows from Jasstaagaal’s traffic control but that expenditure and means of egress here would draw unwanted attention for a party of Acolytes. Of course, it was different now Unholy was here we could pretend to be part of his retinue.]

“Do you think Jasstaagaal will grant us permission to assist him?” [My Avatar sends as we marched along.]

“Jass does not like the idea of foreign troops in his territory unless they are on leave and spending credits. He might think we are trying to take over by a rear hatch or have an unhealthy interest in his smuggling business - he is bound to be a bit difficult at first.” [Unholy Terror's Avatar sends.]

“Do you think a few ‘Splinter Raiders’ could pose a serious threat here?” [My Avatar sends.]

“The ‘Splinter Raiders’ have something to prove. Rii Roethynn’s disappearance made his people into enigmatic legends they will want to build on that reputation in some way when they do show themselves. Repute is very important to warriors ‘MT’ yes I think if ‘Splinter Raiders’ are here they could be very dangerous but my ‘Immortal’ will more than suffice to deal with a few.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“The Rii does like to promote a strong uncompromising image, I will never forget all the skulls and bones and his many lies the last time we met.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“In truth, any leader is wise to control how others perceive them. Judging by the start of the 'Five Day War' the Lord of the ‘Raiders’ also enjoys blowing things up in a spectacular fashion which has to be a dangerous combination.” [Unholy Terror's Avatar sends.]

“A major attack here would be an assault against the entire ‘Core Alliance’ that would seem more than an unwise act.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

[Unholy moved to the side of the main thoroughfare and halted.]

“Let us hope Rii Roethynn’s people see things that way.” [Unholy Terror's Avatar sends.]

“Do you think otherwise Unholy; if anyone should be able to understand this technologically advanced barbarian you should be able to?” [My Child’s Avatar sends glowing yellow.]

“You flatter me but Trend disagrees he told me not to fully judge the Rii or the ‘Splinter’ by any of our Paradox standards of behaviour.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“When did you last speak with Trend about the Rii?” [Harbinger’s Avatar sends.]

“Less than two hours ago I had a long virtual conference with Trend who had Elder Patriarch as his guest.” [Unholy Terrors Avatar sends.]

“Hierophant Trend and Elder Patriarch - together - you should have told me about this.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I am telling you about it now. I quite like Elder Patriarch.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“So Elder Patriarch has co-opted Trend.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“You make it sound like a dread conspiracy.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“What else did they say to you Unholy?” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“They told me that the ‘Splinter Raiders’ that return may be nothing like those we knew before. Trend said the manner in which the ‘Raiders’ traditionally fought hampered their potential but those traditions may have all been broken down by the Rii first in the latter stages of the ‘Fringe War’ and the beginning of the ‘Five Day War’ then later elsewhere. He said rather alarmingly that he was convinced we must expect the unexpected from the ‘Splinter’. This is a chance for the Rii to start over again he will not want to suffer any more embarrassing defeats if he can help it.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“Then he had best leave the ‘Core Alliance’ alone or do you disagree?” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“The capability of the ‘Splinter Raiders’ has yet to be measured they did a lot of damage during their short contribution to the ‘Five Day War’.” [Unholy sends.]

“What do you make of this Pinnace showing up here.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I do not know I find the ‘Old Ones’ story less than credible. Yet using their own ships in an infiltration operation seems stupid or blindly arrogant unless they want us to know they are among us but why? One thing is clear this Information Broker intelligence gathering operation agrees with Trend and Patriarch’s assumption that the Rii is taking a new more studied and careful approach. Still the discovery of the pinnace indicates more direct action I really do not know what to make of it yet.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“While you are here perhaps you can ask around your friends discreetly see if anything odd has been going on that we should know about. I confess this is not a region of ‘Green Orb Alpha’ that my or - as far as I know - any other intelligence agency has paid too much attention to.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I wonder is that significant in itself?” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“I hope Jass… actually here it is. I have just received a data communication apparently Jasstaagaal has granted me an immediate virtual meeting.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“Jasstaagaal seems to like virtual reality conferences.” [My Avatar sends.]

“Jass is hardly the most trusting of individuals. No one other than his staff has met him in the flesh in a long time (in fact, the last five years Jass has almost been a recluse). Due to perceptual time phase differentials and the fact that he is a very busy person this should only take seconds - I am linking in now.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

[Less than a minute later.]

“Jasstaagaal has not changed at all. He wants us to give him an eight billion credit deposit as a - small - advance against any possible damage done by our troops and he also wants us to pay for the privilege of operating in his territory.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“Eight billion credits is he serious or just being completely outrageous to get us to refuse?” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“Tell him a three billion credit deposit and the interest from that resting in his accounts will be more than enough payment. He makes plenty of credits from visiting ‘MTC’ Marines already. Remind him I have the authority to command my family to embargo his entertainments in future. In helping ourselves in this instance we are also helping him and we know that.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I will communicate your position - please wait - I am going back in.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“Life was easier when I used to keep my off duty Acolytes in stasis now they gallivant all over the place.” [My Captain sends.]

“Times have changed Captain.” [My Avatar sends.]

[We waited - one minute and thirty-eight seconds passed.]

“He has agreed. I am beginning to appreciate the time saving benefits of virtual reality meetings and conferences it is a pity a lot of our Paradox Elders and Priests view them as inappropriate to their dignity. I have no time for virtual entertainments but doing business inside the ‘Computer Cores’ is amazingly productive. I even had time to construct a brief for our ‘Immortal’ Marines. Since my immediate work is done here lead on to the Pinnace and then I thought we could call in and see Yeefuudu.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends glowing brightly yellow.]

[This was what I had been afraid of.]

“I am sure there will be plenty of time for you to catch up with Yeefuudu and your baser appetites later.” [My Avatar sends.]

“My baser appetites - are why I am here - you are so funny sometimes ‘MT’.” [Unholy repeated glowing yellow.]

“Remember you will never fully understand us old friend unless you joyfully partake in more than our work activities.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends to me.]

“I fear they are right life is not just about fulfilling your function life is about appreciating being alive.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“Traitor child.” [My Avatar sends but I glowed yellow to soften the accusation.]

[Letting go of it I took the lead and marched along.]

“I love this place. “ [Unholy Terror’s Avatar said aloud again. As if to emphasise his point he slapped my back with an extruded tentacle.]

[My Avatar ignored him.]

[Via my companion-ship link to my Captain, I could see Unholy was still glowing happily behind my Avatar.]

“I am surprised you never took up residence here.” [My Captain’s Avatar said falling into step to the side and just behind Unholy.]

“I thought about keeping an Avatar permanently at the ‘Precious Bucket’ but I was afraid my appetite might become sated after a while. I decided visiting would be more fun than residing.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar said.]

“I cannot imagine you ever becoming sated.” [My Avatar said glowing yellow.]

“Mind your manners Acolyte.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar retorted still shining.]

[Often when Harbinger and Unholy got together, they only made each other worse. I had to keep watch over them then I reconsidered since we were all Avatars. Even if someone were to shoot either my Captain or Unholy down, it would just be an object lesson for one or both of them to be more careful in future.]

[Darkly I considered the possibility that maybe a rude disconnection was a lesson they both needed. There had to be more to recreation than the dubious delights of this dome what they kept forgetting was that as much as I wanted to know what it was like to be a Paradox and a free sentient being - I was still a ‘Living Hull’ and had a right to a few different cultural preferences.]



[We satisfied Unholy Terror’s curiosity by visiting the Pinnace where there was still a small crowd of curious admirers although now mostly consisting of different people. There was no sign of ‘Bone Breaker’ but an updated ‘SEVR-IPIOS’ sign carried all the necessary auction details.]

“That is a very tidy craft I especially like the deployable solar energy trap I would like to take her out for a flight myself.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar commented.]

[A little later, we made our way to the main arrivals and departures terminal area where we appeared to watch visitors coming and going whilst actually monitoring our troop’s deployment via HUD screens carrying signals from ‘Immortal’ squad leaders. Our ‘Immortal’ Marines moving via Warp Wormhole transport direct from the ‘Capable’ to the various sites they would protect and patrol.]

[Although the Marines appeared to disembark from the ‘Capable by Capacity’ along with equipment supplies and spare ‘Shroud Suits’. In fact, the Avatars running the ‘Immortal’ came from a host of dispersed sites that always excluded the material drop ship involved - a standard precaution. Unholy had designed these measures into our ‘Immortal’ operations the Puppets kept separate from the Puppeteers denying the enemy command and control Acolyte targets. There would be no cutting off the heads to kill these troops’ bodies.]

“I confess this scares me a little.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends to Unholy.]

“Well I am glad this is the future of modern warfare. I have dealt with the death of too many Acolytes including my own family.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“I understand why you have pushed the concept forward. I know ‘RCT’ make sense - for a start it allows us to stop producing more and more Acolyte Marines: fewer troops can be more effective; troops lost easily replaced and so on. Although, my head tells me this is without question the next logical step in Acolyte Marine operations (especially after learning about experiments and deployments outside our ‘MTC’) it still worries my hearts.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Using ‘Immortal’ is not so different to advocating Avatars for smaller scale actions like those you often undertook on your own Harbinger.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“I am not so sure: the horrendous cost of war in lives and suffering helps in part to stay people’s hands from engaging in conflict in the first place.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“That only goes so far: even at the best of times those who give the orders rarely do the suffering and dying and so often do not care. Further, the use of cloned ‘Reborn’ soldiers in the ‘Surface War’ started to change the old ways: some lives were becoming far too cheap. Unfortunates such as our friend Boisterous died repeatedly. Some people treated ‘Reborn’ as if they had not died at all, while others disrespected them because their other incarnation had perished which was hardly their fault. It was often bad news for ‘Reborn’ from all directions. Further, after all they had endured when some ‘Reborn’ got home their own family treated them coldly regarding them as strangers in their loved ones guise.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“I know ‘Reborn’ like Boisterous staunchly agree with you he see’s the case for Acolyte Avatars and ‘RCT’ as a far better alternative to simply replacing casualties via rebirth with all its social and psychological complications. Yet the wider effects of this form of soldiering are as yet unknown and could cause other woes.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“We have no choice anymore our intelligence suggests rival Paradox families are not shy about their use of ‘Remote Combat Troops’. For good or ill war is becoming a detached exercise.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“The idea of - rival - Paradox families bothers me all by itself.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“The ‘Core Alliance’ is rife with competition I am not saying we are exactly military rivals hopefully we never will be that but we are ‘Corporate’ rivals and political rivals and our capacity to defend ourselves and stay at the forefront of change is important. Never mind anything else the weak are rarely tempted to attack the strong.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“I fear you are right the real battles for future dominance may be all about industrial capacity.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Exactly, how many ‘RCT’ Avatars each side can afford to use and maybe even lose. The singular exception of this may remain the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ species they have a preference for facing their foes in person and may continue to regard rampant force grown reproduction and exponential population growth as their prime assets for dominance.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“If only waging war by remote was a guarantee that the butchery of sentient beings by sentient beings would eventually come to an end.” [My Avatar sends.]

“Whether ‘RCT’ become a boon or a bane to our social evolution will depend on what the victors do in future conflicts whether ‘RCT’ are used against less combative citizens in the flesh. On one side of the argument, a fighter without fear of death should be able to think more coolly, rationally, be capable of more restraint; on the other side, being without fear and remote could make them bolder more uncaring casual killers. Being an Avatar does change how you behave I know that for a fact.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“It will still come down to each individual: the operator’s orders, training, beliefs any martial creed they posses and so on. I am happy enough Elder Harbinger when I look at the ‘Immortal’ I trained I see an effective yet precision weapon against the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ and anyone else who would dare to challenge our diverse civilisation including threats like Rii Roethynn.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“I hope you are right Unholy however I worry about where all these changes are going to end. ‘Immortal’ are forces we are more likely to deploy than living Acolytes will that mean less or more conflicts. Someday every citizen may feel unsafe in the ‘Core Alliance’ except as an Avatar beginning with all our ‘Immortal’ Acolytes: when you get used to being immune to fear on the battlefield it will be hard to go back to being vulnerable off duty - I know. As the fathers of our children, we Elders and Priests may have set a very bad example it is almost as if we are in retreat from risk. We have never lived longer or been safer yet we have never feared death so much either.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Prime public ‘Core Alliance’ Surface Regions are exceptionally secure these days at least for Paradox due to fast acting tightly focused Stasis and High Density Fields and innumerable other reactive security measures built into buildings and so on. In our ‘Shroud Suits’ we can usually survive most initial assaults and the threat level diminishes rapidly after that since the environment will intervene to enforce the law. I believe how secure our citizenry are has simply not sunk in yet. I doubt Draakhaal’s Assassination could be repeated now except in more remote underdeveloped areas (unless it was an internally sanctioned operation).” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“In some areas you could be right. Yet I probably still needed that escort of Marines in the Plaza no reactive measure is as good as a proactive defence. Even with that we are talking about prime public areas there is still a lot of less developed territory out there even here for example in Jasstaagaal’s tightly secured Dome you have places like the ‘Hive’ that are still perilous.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I will admit it does you and I no harm to be a little paranoid because we have exceptionally powerful foes but - believe me - the average citizen has never been safer than now. In time, they will come to fully appreciate how protected they are and grow more relaxed.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“That is a nice dream as things stand at the moment we Paradox are increasingly becoming ghosts inhabiting our biological machines from ever greater removes. Once being behind the protection of our ‘Shroud Suits’ was enough now we are living by proxy through remotes. Half of our fleet are out in the dark hiding our bodies who would have believed it as little as say seventy-five years ago.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Well I am glad of these changes I do not want to lead Acolytes to their deaths. I do not want to look into the bewildered Tri-optics of the ‘Reborn’ when they are told they are not the original.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“I admit it Unholy I do not want to do any of those things either.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Sometimes Harbinger old friend you think too much. It would be best just to pity any too bold ‘Splinter Raider’ who dares to tackle our ‘Immortal’ Marines today. I think between Jass and ourselves this Dome is well defended.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“I would prefer not to fight with the ‘Splinter Raiders’ before we get a chance to talk to them but I suppose if we must teach them a lesson in humility we must.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Beware over confidence it is the weakness that hides itself inside strength.” [My Avatar sends.]

“Is that one of your many truths?” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends glowing yellow.]

“There is no such thing as one hundred percent security.” [My Avatar sends.]

“Too much confidence is stupidity but none is despair ‘MT’.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Our Father is right.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“Today a little faith will do us no harm.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“What happens if Staakgha dies in ‘Killers’ and his corpse is bought by somebody else Jasstaagaal will not rig these contests.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“We will do whatever we have to do to secure the data we need.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“Are you saying we will steal the body from its purchaser?” [My Avatar sends.]

“We will do what we must.” [My Captain’s Avatar sends.]

“I hope too many people’s fates are not held in the clawed hands of this cursed ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ gladiator I hope he is not trying to play us.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“Do you really think every one of them is our foe.” [My Avatar sends.]

“I see no good in them. Do not be fooled this Staakgha is just another face of the enemy and so is the Arch Prelate - none of them can be trusted - not in the long term not by us anyway.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“That is an untested faith Unholy.” [My Avatar sends.]

“You are wrong about that the hidden true history of the ‘Core Alliance’ is filled with forgotten corpses left behind by ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ betrayals and schemes. I would sooner trust a ‘Splinter Raider’ than a ‘Void Skimmer’ not that I would trust a ‘Raider’ either.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“All things must end sometime Unholy even your bitterness and sorrow.” [My Child’s Avatar sends.]

“You are fools if you think any ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ is anything more than tools of their Shaper whether that monster is alive or dead.” [Unholy Terror sends.]

“What happens now it is still early?” [My Avatar sends.]

“We go to the ‘Precious Bucket’ you have given me a thirst for less complicated company. I will even pay that rogue Jasstaagaal to warp us there.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

[I looked to my Captain but it was too late the warp wormhole descended and carried us away.]



[Location: The Precious Bucket, Winner’s Way, West Quadrant, Jasstaagaal’s Dome, Far Side, Green Orb Alpha, Core Alliance Space, Emissary Sphere.]

[Time: 11.40][Date 23.02.29SA (Second Accord). 9th PA 23.02.26.]

[I felt trapped. I knew when we left this place it would just be to go to ‘Killers’ so I tried to settle in the best I could, I tried to join in but I found myself thinking for Staakgha to live another person would have to die perhaps an ‘Outcast’ trained in the ‘Shadow Arena’ who had survived a host of travails and fights only to fall at the last.]

[I was also worried about how far my Captain might go to secure Staakgha’s body if the gladiator died in ‘Killers’. Stealing the corpse if we had to make the snatch in the dome could see us fighting against Jasstaagaal’s forces and security measures even if he was not in league with the ‘Splinter’.]

“Should you not be overseeing your troops?” [My Avatar sends as Unholy filled the bucket once more.]

“A part of me is: whilst this thread is having all the fun another is onboard the ‘Capable by Capacity’ looking after the dispositions of the ‘Immortal’ and I have one more back at ‘MTC’ Headquarters overseeing other essential business. My prime consciousness is onboard the ‘Vanishing Point’ prowling through the dark as usual.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

[My Captain was being very quiet listening to the conversation lost in his own thoughts: perhaps increasingly paranoid thoughts about plots and schemes. We had decided to arrive at ‘Killers’ around 14:00. Unholy Terror had bought a transit window and we had tickets that assured us a specific spot in the audience.]

“We have a visitor.” [My Child’s Avatar called out.]

“Yeefuudu here you are at last.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar roared moving away from the table a few steps to embrace his old ‘Surface Dweller’ friend.]

“Giiuudee informed me you were here - Cadre War Master - you should have told me you were calling today.” [Yeefuuduu shouted out.]

[I noticed many heads turning at the use of that title.]

“A whimsical visit.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar yelled.]

“That is not what I hear, I hear you have brought friends along is this something I should know about? Is there going to be trouble here?” [Yeefuudu shouted.]

“A little terrorist scare an excuse to visit and practice a live exercise or two in an unusual location. I see Gii hasn’t changed are you slowly bringing all your ‘Reborn’ squad members here.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar shouted.]

“They are my family now that Ayyaa is long gone and few of them have been blessed with my luck since their original demise. I am a ‘Surface Dweller’ of means now. My profits just keep going up - even my investments are doing better than I expected.” [Yeefuudu yelled.]

“I am glad you are prospering are you happy?” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar rumbled.]

“I am content enough although sometimes - fool that I am - I actually miss Ayyaa even the fighting.” [Yeefuudu confessed.]

“You will find somebody else eventually. Somebody more honest, be strong she fooled more than you.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar reassured his friend.]

“Unholy I deserved everything I got. For a start I listened to your advice and you come from a species that only has one gender and knows nothing about physical intimacy - what did I expect.” [Yeefuudu’s translator speakers blared out while his eye stalks smiled.]

“Nonetheless, it is natural for your species to seek a mate and it was an experience.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar roared out.]

“An experience it certainly was.” [Yeefuudu admitted.]

“I hope you have not given up you would make a wonderful parent.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“Finding a life partner when you are affluent is perilous Unholy both too easy and too difficult. I get plenty of offers but I am not convinced it is me they are interested in. Once you have been mugged you tend to avoid going down the same street again.” [Yeefuudu’s speakers blared.]

“What you need is to net an adventurous but not too bold ‘Swimmer Dweller’ tourist - since you have a fetish for fully aquatic ones. I would recommend avoiding Stellar of any denomination - they are troublesome at the best of times even my friend Tleeboosuu has suffered from the sharp attentions of ‘Stellar’ females from the ‘Free Fringe’.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar roared out.]

“They say the ‘Free Fringe Stellar’ females are wild. Many of my best customers are Stellar of one variety or another and Jasstaagaal inadvertently made me rich but, trust me; I have learned my lesson and keep matters strictly business with them.” [Yeefuudu stated loudly.]

“I would hope you have become wiser you almost lost the ‘Precious Bucket’ to Ayyaa and that would have been a disaster. Still everyone is good for something even the ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ species are good value as gladiatorial entertainment. I heard Ayyaa continues to be good at netting wealthy lovers with her charms.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar roared out.]

“You heard the truth. I have even tried to warn a few of her victims but that just brought me trouble so now I let her sell her lies in peace and just look the other way. I keep hoping she will move beyond the Dome.” [Yeefuudu said.]

“Some battles cannot be won.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar stated.]

“Still Unholy I cannot complain too much especially since the source of my belated good fortune was ironically my mission to save Ayyaa. I am sure she wishes she had asked for more in our settlement or been better to me and stayed.” [Yeefuudu said with smiling eyestalks.]

[Unholy leaned in close to his friend.]

“In these days of deception we get our reparations from the foe in any way we can.” [He said.]

“Introduce me to your Acolyte companions.” [Yeefuudu called out.]

[Fake introductions followed along with the usual pleasantries and small talk. Eventually discussion turned to ‘Killers’ and the various fighters due in the Arena today. We discovered Staakgha was due to fight a ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ named Leoghaast.]

“Leoghaast is an outsider not a local from the ‘Shadow Arena’. I have his previous matches on file if you wish to see his form Unholy. He is a strong contender ex warrior caste. He was cast out for defying the sanctity of a Shaper shrine whilst enacting unsanctioned revenge upon a personal foe.” [Yeefuudu said.]

“That seems like a harsh punishment for that crime.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar sends.]

“He shot the shrine to pieces and a Shaper Cleric was killed in the crossfire along with two pilgrims and a minor noble’s third son was badly wounded.” [Yeefuudu explained.]

“I take it Leoghaast has a bit of a temper.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar roared glowing yellow.]

“He went berserk, it is claimed he is one of the few who had a bad reaction to undergoing their genetic therapy: at least that was the plea his advocate made.” [Yeefuudu told us.]

“His advocate claimed he is insane?” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar asked.]

“Apparently it was a novel desperate defence - unfortunately for Leoghaast - there is apparently no standard provision for a plea of insanity in ‘Stellar Draakhaal’ law and they decided they were not going to add a new one now.” [Yeefuudu explained.]

“Why does that not surprise me.” [Unholy Terror’s Avatar said.]