In the name of Vaari, Lord of All the Beasts of the Earth and Fishes of the Seas.
Golden mountain. Uberman of wisdom.
This monocle was good finding. Now i can fin my manhoond and urinate at long last without mechanical aid.
Man of distinguished taste:
Two days ago I docked to the Supernova Federation space station. I had plans to relax and scheming how to raise my status in Providence. I paid astronomical docking bill, and expected a little comfort, since I had calculated taxes my member brought me all day.
After I walked only decent hall way from my ship to my quarters, I almost saw flaming pits of the burning Hell at the edges of my vision. Room was dirty. There could not be find any luxury im used to, and that damned door was like nailed. I could not get it open, nor get the message out of the station personell to come and open it for me. Im almost sure I heard something outside the door, like scratching. No matter how hard I tried, that door just stayed shut and im sure no one have cleaning that room after I, Lord Vaari left it. I ordered my members to visit several space stations around the Providence, and even beyond, but message was always the same. Astronomical docking fees, small dirty room and door that wont open.
Vaari, the eternal one, makes a demand to the GM brotherhood:
I sent petition this morning to you, because my old rorqual cannot find its assembly lines. Now get your festering rear ends into our base of operations and start fixing the problem. Soon we must cease mining.