Things That Were


It’s not been that long since Kudoutumae was destroyed.

T’rilla Toyogahri is an inventor and entrepreneur with humble origins. Born on Kikakera, she presented some of her designs to Gazrat Timora, a local Zalarian noble. They supported her inventions monetarily but took nearly all the credit. When T’rilla realized this she used all her resources and wit to get out from under their thumb and establish themselves in the world of technologies. She still holds a grudge and takes every opportunity she can to humiliate them.

Gazrat has recently acquired a quintych made by a semi-famous Euphoric Age artist from Kudoutumae. Since the planet’s destruction, the value of remaining pieces has skyrocketed. The Zalarian noble doesn’t really “get it” but knows it was expensive, and it’s etched with platinum.

On Virtuos they charge you by calculating the conversion of days between the planet you boarded from and the planet you’re going to. There are no time zones in space.

Laxden Craal owes a lot of money to Oomal. He was supposed to steal a jet cycle for Oomal but right before he was going to make his attempt Oomal asked him to get a sleeper car on the Virtuos and just…leave the window open.

Laxden got off the train when it derailed.

The guards on Virtuos were hired by the company but many of them were ex-military.

Kaenan Ignos is a short, brass skinned alien, with flames for hair, eyes and visible inside the mouth. Unlike Cyrus they actually volunteered to join the training programs which revealed promising battle magic. The two were never close.

If you’ve been to the Undermarket enough times you get to know the vendors and their corners.

You’ll find Bo running one of the forgery stalls, a mess of machines and electronics and flashing lights, everything is humming and beeping and you’ll feel the pulse of electricity coming from the stall. If you can look past the fact that they are a literal child you’ll see a small Fazillian, short statured, long eared and four eyed with orange spotted fur.

Or you’ll run into Indaever Kik who runs the tech booth. They have old tech, new tech, and anything you want for a price. They’ll even zap tech together to make new tech but they refuse to do magitech. If you absolutely need magitech they’ll send you to Mugzi, one of the few magic infusers.

Some of the most talented machinists are Thrikekk, Ahlkekk, and Charekk Korkeen - able to replicate almost any Zalarain design…for a price. If you’ve heard rumors that they’ve faked their deaths all they can say is that speculation is not evidence.

The Red Talons had been through a lot.

Their Captain had been kidnapped and much of their crew had been killed. There were only six of them left, six pirates to try and rescue their Captain. Triliks, Frunk, Timps, Saylsa, Imlict, and Moonk are all desperately trying to make do - especially as none of them know how to fly the ship.

In Miros City they try to get as much tourism as they can. Some say it’s a big part of the city’s culture but others aren’t so sure.

An upbeat and energetic Fazillian with yellow and teal fur named Fesk Raspoor runs a small but lively submarine tour buisness. He has many things to say about the local undersea ecosystems.

Kall Chunji, a grasshopper-like alien with cybernetic eyes typically looms over the casino in Miros City, trying to see everything that happens on the casino floor. But often they miss things like a Fazillian slyly duplicating cards with a nano-printer, or a Portiaytn (tall, thin, blue, head antenna) doing slight of hand and switching out dice for loaded dice (They want keen to purchase Gloves of Might to help them get back to work. They recently sustained a labor injury and they don’t have any savings.), or a chatty Ritysign (short, blocky, one eye, no nose, thick limbs) trying to recruit gamblers to the resistance while also not raising any suspicions.

There is no secret underwater prison. There is no secret underwater prison manifest.

The Spendy’s on Elor Edus is primarily staffed by droids. Not…helpful droids, most of them can’t even follow the basic Spendy’s protocol. The organic lifeforms that work at Spendy’s begin to resemble the droids after a while, the establishment is chronically understaffed and the 25/7 hours make it difficult for the staff to get any substantial form of rest.

”Welcome to Spendy’s” they’ll say in a drone that much resembles a mechanical creation regardless of their organic nature. “Would you like to try our new personalized synthetic burger? It changes based on your tastebuds.”

Sometimes the manager Evad will slink out of the office to speech with a particularly difficult customer, their two large pincers on the side of their face drooping with disinterest.

Twice a week the “health inspectors” come in and go into the back office. The employees aren’t stupid. Health inspectors don’t carry guns or wear lab coats. And they certainly don’t take large lifeform sized boxes into the back office and come back empty handed.

There’s a drink on the menu named “Aether”. Most customers don’t ask but the few that do only get a wistful sigh from Yama before she goes to whip up the drink.

It tastes like family.

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