Ceaseless arctic winds and harmful radiation made the planet Yvyr categorically inhospitable. Twil, a watchwarden at a facility...

“Remarkable! I dare say I’m the very picture of elegance in this humble wrap,” Baroness Oramande announced to the dressing room, twirling...

Negotiations with the Trifold Union’s ambassadors had long since ended when Curator Stroth decided to 'borrow' a pocket credol from the...

”Firstly… you aren’t on trial here, Curator,” Ambassador Tiller began, attempting a reassuring tone. Silence hung over the sparse,...

It was a peaceful life, to farm keeflowers on the fringes of Queil space. More lucrative targets distracted raiders from the fields of...

Harsh fluorescent lights illuminated the Sceptre of Viriath in stark definition, opalescent gold inlay casting twisted reflections on the...

KA-THUNK. “We hit something?” Drace asked, groggy from an uncomfortable nap. “We’re travelling at FTL speed across empty space, old man,”...

Black smoke and ash filled the skies of the dying world, as ancient forests burned. Past the billowing clouds, the accretion disk...

Early morning illuminated the opulence of Baroness Oramande’s penthouse suite. Espresso cooled on the barely used kitchen counter, and...

Zell tugged at her shield suit, wishing once again that she could tear out of the stifling plastic and breathe fresh air. It would be...