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“Oh, my,” the deposed Zar said, gawking up at the high stone ceiling as it collapsed toward him and the looming Hekayti bounty hunter. He smiled. “So much for your little plan.” Hideg Fekretu stepped off the lift, confident that he would avoid a violent demise in the clutches of the vengeful Medlidikke pirate, Vard…
It was somewhat surprising to find a silver-haired human woman sitting in the window seat – 13F – aboard the red-eye shuttle to Hekayt Prime. Vechkov Prague, holder of the ticket for seat 13E, rubbed at the salt-and-pepper stubble bristling from his pudgy cheeks as he waited for the Lotorian in front of him in…
“I apologize, but the answer remains an unqualified no.” The dark-robed Opodian peered up over his blunt furred snout at the pudgy human who stood before the gilded entrance of the Great Temple of Ope’mot. “Are you quite certain?” the gray-haired man inquired, shoving a handful of carrots toward the temple’s gatekeeper. “I offer a…
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Ask Outversers what they miss most about their old stomping grounds in the home universe. A lot of them are going to wring their hands and whine about loved ones they left behind. Some lament the lack of literature, music, and entertainment holovids, once so abundant but now in grievously short supply. Others complain that…