Part of Bravo Fleet: The Devil to Pay

USS Republic

Usurper

An empty throne seized, another under threat.

Mission Description

When Sidda Sadovu overthrew the Last Pirate King another life ago, she refused to take up the title. Even tracked down and marooned the only pretender to the throne, bringing an end to an underworld organisation that loomed large in the spinward marches. But now someone has laid claim to the empty throne, rallying disreputable sorts to their banner without any consideration of restraint, seeking only plunder and chaos in their name.

Sidda was done with that part of her life, a new chapter before her. But the past has a nasty habit of rearing its ugly head. This time though she has to play by the rules.

But just exactly whose rules?

About the Mission

Status
In Progress
Total Stories
21
Start Date
02/11/2024
End Date
15/12/2024

9 December 2024

Usurper - 21

USS Republic: Usurper

“I take it you’ve got something, Lieutenant?” Mac asked as Jenu Trid stepped into his office, a padd in hand and a look he would be pressed to call concerned. “Just in time too,” the young Bajoran woman answered as she set the padd down and pushed it across his desk. “Nausicaans had [...]

8 December 2024

Usurper - 20

USS Republic: Usurper

“Trid, you wouldn’t happen to know why a few of my teams are telling me computers seem to be running slow across the ship, would you?” A slow in draw of breath as she turned around let Trid disengage from her work briefly. Matt Lake was standing there, a step down, arms folded over the [...]

7 December 2024

Usurper - 19

USS Republic: Usurper

“You look lost.” Those soft, melodious words penetrated through Willow’s skull, grabbed her attention and just gently tugged at it. How long had she been sitting there at the bar in the Agora, staring at her drink? She’d thanked the server who had brought it to her, taken a sip, then set it [...]

6 December 2024

Usurper - 18

USS Republic: Usurper

“So, how’d it go?” Mac asked as he stepped up to the foot of the biobed that this executive officer was currently laying on. Sidda’s head was propped up by pillows while her left arm was encased in a machine, bathing her arm in a gentle sky-blue light that actually hurt to look at. Her [...]