As previously planned, we left the desert planet and set our course for the last known coordinates of The Light of Terra. We reached it easily enough, though my calculations shot us over the mark by a few days. Once there, I easily detected the psychic signals of the Nexus Link, while Jesse and Inessa scanned for other ships. The only other vessel in sensor range was The Light of Terra itself, an ancient, battered, yet impressive ship.
We chose to visit the ship first, interested in its condition and whether we could take it as our new flagship. Not only that, but there was a significant amount of curiosity as to why and how it had disappeared, 2,000 years ago. We took a small ship to check it out. Scan indicated that it was too broken to be fixed, which was a tragedy. To our shock, however, scans also indicated life signs aboard.
We sent in a drone to check out one of the groups of life signs. Lumi navigated it expertly, and soon, we we given a view of them: a small group of humans, dressed oddly in rags of clothing and machine parts, sitting around a fire. When they noticed the drone, they approached warily, then bowed down to it.
Delighted with this development, the captain decided that we should board immediately. We followed the drone’s tracks and approached the group, and Lumi brought the drone to land in the captain’s hand.
To our bafflement, they bowed instead to Lumi, and addressed her as the leader of our group, referring to us as her ‘servants.’ The captain seemed more amused than annoyed, and merely muttered, “When in Rome.” I, uninterested in offending these primitive creatures, fell in behind Lumi’s left shoulder. Apparently they worship machines and machine gods, and viewed Lumi as some sort of prophet, due to her biomech enhancements.
Without much further ado, they led us directly to their ‘oracle.’ As they led us through the ship, they explained to Lumi about the tribes that lived aboard. Thousands of years stranded aboard the ship turned them into a scrappy, primitive society, who believed that the ship was a world. I suppose it makes sense enough – the ship is massive. But still, I’m shocked that not even a little bit of their history was preserved.
The oracle turned out to be the captain of the ship. Plagued with an illness, he had fused his body, mind and soul with the technology, become one with the vessel. He begged us to help him repair his ship, that he might make one final voyage. We agreed to help, struck with pity for this man who had been alive, stuck on the bridge of a tattered old vessel for over two thousand years.
We moved through the ship fairly quickly, repairing each thing that was required for the ship to run. We ran into little trouble with the “Wargar.” Inessa handed a round of live ammunition to one and he blew himself up.
After fixing one of the… machine things, we discovered that Inessa had gone missing. The Iron Kin (I believe that’s what they’re called?) said that the Pale Ones (or whatever) took her, and were going to take her as a sacrifice to the Pale Mother. The pale mother was in a room near where one of the things we needed to fix anyway, but we could fix that thing until some other thing was fixed. The… power conduits? Or something? Man, I just drive the boat through the immaterial plane of demons, I don’t know how it works.
Anyway, Lumi and I ran to fix the power-whatevers while the captain and Jesse ran to help Inessa. In the power room, Lumi fixed the machine pretty easily, but then she got stuck in the relays. At that moment, there was a breach in the hull, opening the room to the void of space. Thinking fast, I grabbed Lumi and teleported us to the door, then pushed her out and slammed it behind us.
When we reached the room where the Pale Mother was, they had killed her. Lumi fixed the final bit of the ship. The captain of The Light of Terra came over the intercom and thanked us as the ship lurched. We immediately, and he disappeared into the void of space, off on his final journey.
We regrouped on the Prometheus, then I and a small group went out and obtained the Nexus Link. We received a transmission from Bastille and are en route to meet up with him.