Discovering The Forgotten Sector Part I
Date: August 7, 176 BBY, Time: 10:00 A.M., Location: Brartal III, Capital City of Varinal, Commercial-Industrial District.
The warm morning sun beamed over the freshly constructed planetary shipyard, its vast expanse stretching across a 250-acre lot in the heart of Varinal's revitalized industrial sector. The rhythmic hum of machinery echoed in the air, while droids and Humanoid workers moved in synchronized harmony. Today was a monumental day for Chasin and his family as they prepared for the grand opening of their new facility.
Chasin stood at the edge of the landing pad, his gaze sweeping over the newly painted hulls of 3 Celestial Voyager class shuttles. Their sleek design—a fusion of the Curich-class shuttle's aesthetic grace and the GX1 Short Hauler's rugged functionality—promised versatility and elegance. Each shuttle gleamed with a polished finish, their subtle curves catching the light, embodying the spirit of exploration that Chasin had poured into their design.
Pulchra Domine stood beside him, looking over the bustling shipyard with pride. She was dressed in a crisp uniform dress suited to the occasion, her Zeltron features exuding warmth and energy. "Chasin, it's remarkable. From a concept on a data-pad to a full-blown operation."
"Your idea to target the luxury market with Incom's reputation was genius." Chasin replied, taking her hand. "The royalties from the deals with Incom Corporation and Talor Industries alone have brought us here, and if all goes well, this shipyard will fund itself in no time."
Just then, Mugruco approached, scrolling through her data-pad with a critical eye. She was the heart of Chasin's research and exploration operations. "I double-checked the flight clearance for the first batch of shuttles." she said, looking up with a gleam of excitement. "And I've also arranged a small exhibition in the landing area, showcasing artifacts we collected over the years. It'll show the press and investors that we're more than just a manufacturing operation."
"Perfect touch," Chasin grinned, wrapping an arm around her. "Our story isn't just about building ships; it's about giving people the tools to explore the galaxy's unknowns."
Sahaz Lor joined them with a contented look in her golden eyes. As a zoologist, Sahaz had been instrumental in integrating environmental considerations into the design and function of the shipyard. She was especially keen on ensuring that the facility didn't disturb the local ecosystem.
"The droid workers are well-managed and have the environmental safeguards in place." she reported with satisfaction. "Harmful emissions are within acceptable range and we've re-routed the industrial waste channels to be Eco-friendly. I think this place will be an excellent example of modern, sustainable engineering."
Chasin nodded, looking out over the landing pads where the first set of shuttles would soon take flight. "Couldn't have done it without all of you. This company is as much yours as it is mine."
Pulchra chuckled, elbowing him lightly. "Don't get all sentimental on us now, Chasin. We've still got the press conference to survive, and let's not forget the Brartalian politicians who expect us to 'give back' to the city for this prime real estate."
The grand opening event was attended by a mix of corporate representatives, Brartalian officials, and a cluster of press droids buzzing around the perimeter, recording every detail. The towering figures of a few Incom Corporation executives stood out, their polished suits a testament to their status, while a representative from Talor Industries mingled with Chasin's crew.
Pulchra took the stage to address the crowd, introducing Chasin's vision for the Celestial Voyager and its place in the galaxy. "Today, we open more than a shipyard. We open a gateway to exploration, adventure, and discovery." she began, her voice carrying confidently across the assembly. "These shuttles are more than transport—they are built for those who dare to reach into the unknown, to uncover what the galaxy has hidden in the stars and on distant worlds."
Mugruco followed with an eloquent pitch about the shuttle's historical inspiration and its practical versatility for the adventurous and the curious alike. She highlighted the features that made the Celestial Voyager an excellent choice for those with an explorer's heart, including long-range capabilities, sturdy hull composition, and adaptable cargo holds.
Chasin took his place at the podium, a practiced confidence now in his voice. Months of preparation—rewriting speeches and honing his public speaking skills—were paying off.
Chasin took the final turn at the podium, a practiced confidence now in his voice. Months of preparation—rewriting speeches and honing his public speaking skills—were paying off. He looked out at his family and the workers who had made his vision possible. "This isn't just about my dream," he said, looking warmly at Pulchra, Mugruco, and Sahaz in the front row. "It's about our collective vision. Every bolt, every panel, every droid and Humanoid worker here contributed to making this a reality."
As the applause died down, a Brartalian council member stepped forward, nodding respectfully to Chasin. "We're pleased to welcome such a visionary enterprise to our capital, Mr. Momeoran," he said, an approving smile crossing his face. "But as you know, we look forward to the mutual benefits this partnership will bring to our local economy and infrastructure."
Chasin smiled diplomatically, aware of the political nuances at play. He had already allocated 20 million credits toward infrastructure upgrades in Varinal and community development programs—a necessary expense to secure their operation permits and keep the Brartalian council's support.
"Of course." Chasin replied smoothly. "Our success is intertwined with Varinal's growth, and we're committed to giving back to the community that supports us. With our shipyard, we aim to not only create jobs but to inspire the next generation of explorers and engineers."
The council member looked pleased, nodding as Chasin discreetly handed him a data-chip detailing the planned investments.
As the event wound down and the press dispersed, Chasin joined his wives back in the control tower, overlooking the shipyard's operations. The newly minted LE-series droids moved efficiently around the complex, assisting the Humanoid workforce in the heavy lifting and delicate assembly processes.
"One step down, a thousand more to go." Sahaz murmured with a fond smile.
Chasin turned to them, his eyes shimmering with determination. "This is only the beginning." Each wife understood the truth in his words. Incom Corporation and Talor Industries were just the starting points; with the Celestial Voyager's success, new partnerships, adventures, and challenges awaited on the horizon.
As the sun climbed higher, illuminating the promise of the day ahead, Chasin felt a renewed sense of purpose. With the family wealth skyrocketing to nearly 5.186 billion credits through investments and income their legacy was just beginning to unfold, ready to explore the vastness of the galaxy and all its hidden secrets.
Time: 11:15 A.M., Location: Brartal III, Capital City of Varinal, Chasin Momeoran's Modest Estate
Chasin Momeoran stepped into his modest estate, the familiar scent of fresh Bantha milk and roasted Koller nuts wafting from the kitchen. His heart still raced from the excitement of the grand opening of his planetary shipyard, a project that had consumed his every waking moment for years. But as the door slid shut behind him, a different thrill began to take hold—one that promised adventure beyond the stars.
"Home sweet home." he announced, entering the main hall adorned with artifacts from previous expeditions. Each piece told a story, a testament to their thirst for exploration.
His three wives were gathered around a circular holo-table in the living room, the soft glow of projected data-spheres illuminating their faces. Pulchra, her vibrant Zeltron features radiating warmth, was analyzing medical charts and potential improvements for crew health on their upcoming journeys. Mugruco was diligently examining a data-dice filled with ancient notes on Sith history. Sahaz, the Cathar zoologist, reviewed the ecological impact assessments for the new territories they intended to explore.
"We've got a lot of ground to cover." Mugruco said, her green eyes sparkling with excitement. "Darth Maglus's expedition is a goldmine of potential leads, but we need to be meticulous. The Unknown Regions are notorious for their hazards."
"Did you find anything substantial?" Chasin asked, leaning over the holo-table to catch a glimpse of the swirling data. The excitement in the room was palpable, fueling his eagerness.
Mugruco nodded, pulling up a three-dimensional map of the regions explored by Darth Maglus. "Here. This is the Yaga System, where it all began. From there, he expanded into a series of star systems, cataloging planets rich with resources. Unfortunately, after the Treaty of Coruscant, many of these worlds were abandoned and lost to time."
Chasin furrowed his brow as he studied the map. The Yaga System, Ansion, and Keitum—all planets with potential remnants of the Sith Empire. "We need to identify which of these planets are closest to the Unknown Regions," he said, tapping a series of systems. "There might still be resources, artifacts waiting to be discovered."
Sahaz, her golden Cathar eyes glimmering with enthusiasm, chimed in. "We could learn a lot from the ecological systems on these planets, especially if they were once part of a Sith colony. Imagine the ancient flora and fauna we might encounter. We'll need to ensure our environmental impact assessments are thorough."
Chasin smiled, his heart swelling with pride for his wives' expertise. They balanced each other perfectly—Pulchra's knowledge of health and wellness, Mugruco's historical acumen, and Sahaz's deep understanding of ecosystems. "Then let's start planning our expedition. We can chart a course to these star systems, starting with Yaga Minor and moving towards Entralla."
As they laid the groundwork for their next adventure, spirited discussions filled the room. Each wife contributed ideas and strategies, weaving a tapestry of excitement and determination. Chasin couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation; the possibilities were endless, grounded in their collective knowledge and experience.
As the plans took shape, the conversation shifted to the logistics of the journey. Pulchra was quick to interject with health protocols, suggesting they stock up on med-packs and equipment to handle potential injuries. "We can't afford any slip-ups out there," she reminded them firmly.
Mugruco chuckled, "And let's not forget the treasure we could find! I'll need a reliable team for artifact retrieval. Maybe even set up a few droid assistants to help document everything."
"Speaking of droids." Sahaz added thoughtfully, "we should also have a system in place for monitoring the ecosystems of the planets we visit. There's no telling how the local wildlife will react to our presence, especially if we encounter any remnants of the Sith's past."
Chasin leaned back in his chair, watching his wives brainstorm with fervor. Their synergy was inspiring—a blend of intellect and passion that made him believe they could achieve anything they set their minds to. He could already envision the star-ship—one of their newly constructed Celestial Voyagers—lifting off into the vast unknown, carrying them toward new adventures and discoveries.
As they continued planning, the conversation drifted to the dangers they might face in the Unknown Regions. Mugruco recounted tales from ancient texts about the chaos of wild space, filled with rogue pirates and treacherous factions. "We must remain vigilant," she cautioned. "Darth Maglus's legacy may have attracted other scavengers or treasure hunters eager to plunder what remains."
Pulchra's expression turned serious. "We need to be prepared for anything. If we encounter hostile forces, we must have a defensive strategy in place."
Sahaz nodded, her mind racing with ideas. "We should train with the security droids before we leave. It wouldn't hurt to brush up on our combat skills, just in case."
Chasin felt a renewed sense of determination as he listened to their plans. The thrill of exploration, the possibility of uncovering ancient secrets, and the safety of his family—everything felt within reach. With his wives by his side, there was nothing they couldn't achieve.
As they wrapped up their meeting, Chasin glanced out the window at the sprawling expanse of Varinal, the sun casting a golden hue over the horizon. The Momeoran legacy was just beginning to unfold, ready to explore the vastness of the galaxy and all its secrets.
"Tomorrow, we set the coordinates and begin our preparations." he declared, his voice filled with resolve. "Let's make history together."
With a united cheer from his wives, the four of them embraced the excitement of their next adventure, hearts soaring with the thrill of the unknown that lay ahead. They spent hours engrossed in research and speculation, each moment fueling their collective ambition to uncover the mysteries of the galaxy.
Date: August 8, 176 BBY, Time: 9:00 A.M.
Morning light filtered through the grand windows of Chasin Momeoran's estate, casting a warm glow across the elegantly set dining table. The air was rich with the aroma of spiced cafe, mingling with the remnants of their hearty breakfast. Laughter and lively chatter filled the room, brimming with excitement for the day's upcoming adventure. Today marked the beginning of their expedition to Yaga Minor in the distant Yaga System, a journey into the annals of forgotten history to uncover the enigmatic legacy of the legendary Darth Maglus.
"Are we all ready?" Chasin asked, pushing back from the table, his voice tinged with enthusiasm. He surveyed each of his wives, pride and affection evident in his gaze.
Pulchra nodded as she carefully packed a case of medical supplies. Her vibrant pink skin caught the morning light, making her seem almost ethereal. "I've triple-checked our med-packs and emergency supplies. We're prepared for anything the galaxy throws our way."
Mugruco, her blue lekku curling with anticipation, secured a small but powerful excavation scanner into her travel bag. "And I've downloaded everything I could find on Yaga Minor's history. I'm eager to dig through archives, artifacts, and any ancient remnants we can uncover."
Sahaz smiled, her orange-furred coat glinting in the light. "I've packed enough equipment to study whatever wildlife we might encounter. We have no idea what unique ecosystems or life forms Darth Maglus may have crossed paths within his time."
Gathering their belongings, Chasin shouldered his engineer's kit, aware he might need to make repairs or adjustments to their ship, the Celestial Voyager. His pride and joy, the vessel was a marvel of design—sleek yet rugged, blending the elegance of an explorer with the practicality of a hauler, ready to carry them safely across the galaxy.
The family made their way to Varinal's local landing pad, where the Celestial Voyager awaited. Its hull gleamed under the morning sun, a testament to Chasin's aerospace engineering skills. After a final systems check, they boarded, settling into the cockpit as the engines roared to life. Chasin engaged the hyper-drive, and with a hum of energy, they vanished into hyperspace, bound for Yaga Minor.