Sargasso Hex's
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Condottiere
Emperor Mongoose
If you can't jump in or out, you could coast in, and possibly out.
alex_greene
Guest
What could be worse than a Sargasso Hex?
A Sargasso Hex where, 3.26 years after some poor ship comes in to the hex, someone in an adjacent hex picks up their faint dying radio message.
And it mentions a dead, cold planet floating between the stars.
And a dead city.
And scraping on the hull.
And what looks like continent-size motion across the planet's surface.
And finally screams ...
A Sargasso Hex where, 3.26 years after some poor ship comes in to the hex, someone in an adjacent hex picks up their faint dying radio message.
And it mentions a dead, cold planet floating between the stars.
And a dead city.
And scraping on the hull.
And what looks like continent-size motion across the planet's surface.
And finally screams ...
alex_greene
Guest
Actually, I just thought of something even worse.
The signal reports finding all the other ships that arrived in the hex, sort of drifting in a cluster a few hundred thousand kilometres off the starboard bow.
They board one of the alien ships.
And then they find this little fellow.
The signal reports finding all the other ships that arrived in the hex, sort of drifting in a cluster a few hundred thousand kilometres off the starboard bow.
They board one of the alien ships.
And then they find this little fellow.
Condottiere
Emperor Mongoose
Along the shore the cloud waves break,
The twin suns sink behind the lake,
The shadows lengthen
In Carcosa.
Strange is the night where black stars rise,
And strange moons circle through the skies,
But stranger still is
Lost Carcosa.
Songs that the Hyades shall sing,
Where flap the tatters of the King,
Must die unheard in
Dim Carcosa.
Song of my soul, my voice is dead,
Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed
Shall dry and die in
Lost Carcosa.
The twin suns sink behind the lake,
The shadows lengthen
In Carcosa.
Strange is the night where black stars rise,
And strange moons circle through the skies,
But stranger still is
Lost Carcosa.
Songs that the Hyades shall sing,
Where flap the tatters of the King,
Must die unheard in
Dim Carcosa.
Song of my soul, my voice is dead,
Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed
Shall dry and die in
Lost Carcosa.
Condottiere
Emperor Mongoose
And you could call the parsec the Hotel California.
Subzero001
Banded Mongoose
Or maybe the "phantom zone" like superman! :shock:
I was in a game "Space Opera" where there was this zone of dead space that collected several hundred ships, where we had to use chemical rocket engines to recover them to a distance where we can grapple them, refuel and escape with our "prize" to a port to sell the "reconditioned" ships on the market, after re-identifying them of course.
I was just looking for adventures already written that had a spaceship graveyard theme to them as well, since space vast and ever-elusive. :mrgreen:
I was in a game "Space Opera" where there was this zone of dead space that collected several hundred ships, where we had to use chemical rocket engines to recover them to a distance where we can grapple them, refuel and escape with our "prize" to a port to sell the "reconditioned" ships on the market, after re-identifying them of course.
I was just looking for adventures already written that had a spaceship graveyard theme to them as well, since space vast and ever-elusive. :mrgreen:
