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Scrasamax
April 28, 2007
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L. C. Vallandigham    NPCs  (Major)   (Political)

The Unification War was a travesty, an act of naked fascism against frontier worlds so diverse and destitute that their submission was not worth the cost in lives, material, and hostility garnered. We, gentlemen, have created generations of enemies.

L. C. Vallandigham

manfred
December 12, 2006
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The Colonial Trust Foundation    Society/ Organizations  (Political)   (Trans World)

Charity out of spite, resistance in submission. Loosing everything can produce strange associations indeed.

manfred
October 28, 2006
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The Old Warhorse    Plots  (Hired)   (Single-Storyline)

On an outlying farm, the sick grandfather of a family was kidnapped. Can the kidnappers be stopped before they deliver him off-planet?

manfred
October 28, 2006
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Firefly Ships    Items  (SpaceShips)   (Non-Magical)

Ships, that have character, are the best means to get to the stars.

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       By: ephemeralstability

Idea from the Aeneid. Could make an intriguing encounter when searching for firewood..."Quite near there happened to be a mound of earth, at the highest part of which were growing thickets of cornel and a dense cluster of spiky myrtle-stems. I went up there and tried to wrench the green growth from the ground to provide a leafy covering for our altar. There I was confronted by a horrible and astounding miracle. For from the first bush which I tried to break off...blood oozed in dark drops, fouling the earth with its spots...A piteous moan came from the base of the mound and I heard a human voice answering me: 'Why, Aeneas, must you rend a poor sufferer? I am buried here...for I am Polydorus. Here death overpowered me in a crop of piercing iron-pointed spears. And so a crop resembling javelins has grown over me...'"

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