Game Stories

[Taqwus]

SCENE: A command center somewhere in the Delphion system. Wall-hanging displays are showing maps of many systems, with numerous softly glowing lights indicating the locations of known fleets.

An officer reports: "The Klingon fleet is *still* in Wega System, Admiral -- orbiting Wega IX, right by our KH-11."

Admiral: "The Prince will not be pleased. I'll let him know."


SCENE: Klingon Embassy. Frustrated diplomats are poring over a map of Wega.

Klingon Ambassador: "Wega System is yours. We will withdraw our ships."

Clan Ambassador: "You have promised this for a year. Perhaps your fleet is unaware of this? Or you have another motive for stationing a fleet in our space?"


SCENE: A well-furnished house in Delphion.

A shadowy figure: "...of course. They will be removed immediately."


SCENE: A bar in Wega IX. The Klingon crews have been invited to a raucous alcohol-laden party.

Various: "PARTY! PARTY!" "It is a good day to drink!" ...


SCENE: Klingon Embassy.

Klingon Ambassador: "What have you done with our fleet?"

Ambassador: It appears that your crews are prone to alcohol abuse, your honor. Our records indicate that your fleets, run by drunkards, have somehow found themselves hundreds of light-years away, in Norak space. In addition, they have declared allegiance to us. Perhaps you would like them back?

Klingon Ambassador: *sputter*



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-- The thing that goes bump in the night