Captain's Log - 2320.Q4.M1
Captain's Log, Stardate 27320.4, USS Odyssey - Captain Enad Rebin
We have beamed down to the Qloathi world of Varnin Cel to mount a rescue mission. An expedition to the rugged Korlog region of the southern continent called for help, after members became trapped on the mountaintop due to a hostile lifeform stalking them. The colony lacks the resources to assist, so we redirected to rescue the team and determine the nature of the threat.
Beaming down to the research team's last known location, I was struck at the beauty of the surroundings. Mountains with graceful peaks, the dazzling beauty of the snow, and the verdant green of the valleys below. I wished my family could be there to enjoy it with me.
That is, until I saw blood spattered onto that pristine expanse. Adding to our difficulties, soon after we began to move towards the survivors, a storm charged with exotic particles interacted with a solar flare, meaning we would be without transporter or shuttle support from the Odyssey.
We followed our sensors to the cave the expedition team was hiding in. They were hungry and traumatized, although they tried to hide the latter. A group of friends twenty strong has been reduced to thirteen survivors. We will treat them as best we can until the storm clears enough for the Odyssey.
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27294.6, USS Justice - Captain Hrular Krurin
A message has been broadcasted regarding the whereabouts of a vessel called Skybreach. One of the first warp-capable Yan-Ros freighters, Skybreach had been on its way back to Vail from an early extrastellar mining facility when it vanished. A Honiani patrol vessel has just discovered a hull fragment from a Yan-Ros nacelle pylon dated to the time of that early disappearance, and provided some clues as to his fatal trajectory.
The Justice shall be doing its part to aid in the search. While survivors are unlikely after this half century absence, this is a part of Yan-Ros history that would best be recovered, and the minds of the crew's families put to rest.
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27299.7, USS Challorn - Captain Hazag Daz-Hara
We are heading to the Tellarite world of Sar Alpha for some minor repair and refit. Starfleet has charged me with performing some outreach on the planet while the work in underway, due to the fact Sar Alpha is at the center of Tellarite dissatisfaction concerning the response priorities of my vessel.
I have spent several days attempting to craft civilian attire that is most pleasing to the Tellarite eye. I will of course test it against a panel of Tellarite crew before recommending the patterns be adopted by all crew planning to beam down tomorrow.
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Away Team Log, Stardate 27321.1, USS Odyssey - Lieutenant Rachel Garrett
The thing on this mountain, some shaggy beast with poison fangs the size of a sabre, has taken the Captain. It's possible it targeted him due to his psionic ability.
I need to recover the Captain, but my first priority is to protecting the remaining researchers. I have chosen to venture after the Captain alone alone, leaving the remainder of the away team in a classic Reed security deployment. Tracking Rebin will be difficult, as in addition to the raging snowstorm, the beast has a dampened lifesign and its fur functions as active camouflage.
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27311.7, USS Pleezirra - Captain Maria Volkov
We are conducting followup study on a prewarp culture in sector Charlie Dash Dash Six originally discovered by the Arqueniou Leb Nin. They are of particular interest because they appear to be conducting advanced computing using unique sonic-cystalline principles. We will hide the Pleezirra behind one of the planet's moons and conduct long-range study. If it can be determined to be safe, I will consider sending an away team in disguise to covertly examine the technology.
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27301.5, USS Rru'adorr - Captain Olon
On a tip from the Tellarite State Forces, we have visited Vega as part of quarantine efforts for the plague that escaped Cold Station 3. An individual exhibiting strange behavior was spotted at a Tellarite spaceport, boarding a civilian ship for Vega.
Finding the patient among the millions of residents that call Vega their home will be difficult. But if the odd behaviourisms of bacterial control are so obvious as to be noted, it will make our job much easier.
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27328.4, USS Atuin - Captain Hassan Aharani
The Conciliation Union requested our assistance with mediation after several Ashidi merchant ships entered Conciliation space and entered orbit over the Fiiral world of Bnaii. The group responsible belongs to the Commerce Combine, a lobby group-slash-trade organization that advocates for and represents the merchant class of the Ashidi. They are refusing to leave orbit in protest of perceived Conciliation malfeasance regarding their trade obligations in the Treaty of Hacitorus. One issue they raise is that extractive industries on Bnaii can buy land held by the Fiiral Crown much more cheaply than the industries represented by the Combine can lease land from their government, and this represents a form of subsidy that should not exist under the current treaty. There are many more sticking points than just this, of course.
Atuin will arrive on the scene shortly.
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Personal Log, Stardate 27300.8, USS Challorn - Captain Hazag Daz-Hara
Experimental note: deployment of Tellarite Approval Garment, Pattern Theta in field conditions ineffective at preventing unrest. Thankfully I anticipated this, and threat-response airbags saved Lieutenant Orgot from an impact to the head with a hurled thermos.
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27312.4, USS Pleezirra - Captain Maria Volkov
Disaster! It is a good thing we were tapped into the communication networks, or we might have missed our presence was being noted. It seems we underestimated how advanced their high-energy astronomy was, due to most of it being hidden underground. We intercepted chatter on academic channels that they had detected unusually strong neutrino returns, and someone had used a prototype sonic computer to calculate they were coming from a direction obscured by the moon -- in other words, our warp core. On one hand it is good because we have an idea how powerful these interesting computers are, on the other hand is very bad because our cover was blown to bits.
We made a quick exit, and our presence was not directly observed. Most academics suspected it was emissions from an obscured supernova, and only a few considered the possibility it may be from an extraterrestrial source. However, this is the danger of pre-warp cultures. For all we know our little anomaly will throw off science for decades, and they will waste telescope-time trying to find the source of these mysterious neutrinos. Or paranoid voices will say it was a God or angry aliens and they should institute some overreaction. A more cautious follow-up will be required.
Mostly I am disappointed in myself for assuming too little of these people. Never be overconfident!
[Event failure, no reward]
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27303.2, USS Rru'adorr - Captain Olon
The bacterium has continued to evade us. While we have disinfected several contaminated areas, it slips our grasp each time. I am beginning to fear that we will soon have a containment breach.
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27301.7, USS Challorn - Captain Hazag Daz-Hara
The humans have an interesting expression - 'big shoes to fill'. The Gaeni equivalent might be 'hard research to surpass'. Captain Zhang previously used this same vessel in a dramatic and visible defense of Tellarites during the activation of an Eternal Empire dreadnought. Now, it has become a symbol of the Federation's disinterest in Tellarite lives, tied unfortunately to my captaincy. Demonstrations about our presence, linked to a perceived lack of interest in Tellarite affairs, have blossomed into angry demonstrations. It's very aggravating for being blamed for patrol orders that come from a higher position of command, but it is a poor scholar who blames Circumstance for their own experiments going awry.
Further reading has provided illumination. These sorts of demonstrations are, despite what I initially thought, rare for Tellarites. I have learned it makes a lot to progress beyond verbal heckling or the ritualized combat of Having A Punch Out!! They value debate, after all.
Simply put, these Tellarites do not feel heard, and feel forced to resort to violence to make their point. It is time to correct that.
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27298.5, USS Justice - Captain Hrular Krurin
The grave of the Skybreach we have found, marked only by the trail of furrows and debris across the surface of the barren moon where he fell. As best as we can determine, the freighter sustained some unknown damage en route, and was forced to flee to this system, where the damage caused an engine malfunction that led to the crash landing.
None survived the atmospheric entry. Merciful, given the airless rock any survivors would have found themselves stranded on. After paying our respects, we informed the Vail government of our discovery. In addition to the goodwill this has generated, the Yan-Ros have bidden us to keep a share of the smelted duranium left in the wreck's cargo bays.
[Gain +15 br, +5 pp]
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Away Team Log, Stardate 27323.3, USS Odyssey - Lieutenant Rachel Garrett
The animal, which I am now calling Varin, ambushed me in the night. I was able to fight it off once I reached my phaser, but not before it sliced open my thigh. It's only thanks to modern medicine I can walk at all right now. It also tore up my thermal pants, and now the cold is creeping in stronger than ever.
But in positive outcomes, the tricorder I had set up in preparation for something like this did get a good scan of the Varin, able to pierce its sensor-spoofing biology at close range. This is in addition to the biological samples recovered from under my nails and in my wound. I now have a better means of tracking the creature back to where the Captain is, and have identified a weakness to pulsed phaser fire in a specific energy band.
I also got a close -- closer than I would have liked -- look at it. It reminds me of some descriptions of a Konen cryptid, the Kicweld, that preyed on wandering travellers. Allowing a flight of fancy, I wonder what a Kicweld would be doing here?
And a better question -- why is its genetic code a close match with Qloathi?
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27303.9, USS Rru'adorr - Captain Olon
Several of our medical personnel were distributing antibiotics in one of the capital's communities when they spotted a Tellarite using a razor in public at a cafe. The incident was odd due to the choice of location for personal grooming and the fact the Tellarite was completely removing his facial hair.
A dose of the antibiotic administered discreetly ended the infection.
[+10RP]
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27334.9, USS Atuin - Captain Hassan Aharani
Today opened with a discussion on reported violations of trademarks on Ashidi wine, in addition to complaints about its sale in Fiiral stores. Fiiral have allowed the synthesizing of wine using Ashidi templates for personal home use, which the Combine believe to be a violation of Ashidi intellectual property and essentially soft industrial espionage. Additionally, the Combine allege that the Fiiral have allowed distribution centers and stores to unfairly discriminate against Ashidi producers, by failing to enact legislation banning the practice of putting Fiiral-made wine within easier reach than Ashidi and other foreign wines.
I pointed out that the Federation had voiced similar complaints, particularly when the Seyek Union made it easier to access their locally-produced beverages by selling it widely in grocery stories, while restricting foreign beverages to select distribution centers. I also noted that the Conciliation Union has been overseeing arbitration about this exact issue, along with the Qloathi and Orions. The Combine expressed displeasure at the suggestion they take it to the courts, until I noted the Seyek Union voluntarily changed their legislation to avoid the court battle at all. They were shocked that the Seyek didn't somehow corrupt the system or cheat us. I told them trust is the start to a good relationship.
They've gone home with a lot to think about, and the Conciliation Union has sent us a gift basket of refined metals for starship construction in thanks.
[+15br]
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27305.4, USS Challorn - Captain Hazag Daz-Hara
I came down to Sar Alpha armed only with a simple wooden table, two chairs, a stopwatch, and some plainclothes security personnel mitigate the risk of being drawn and quartered. I set myself up on the steps of the government building. The rules I gave were simple. Anyone who got in line would have three minutes to sit in the chair and argue with me about my job.
Acts of vandalism and rioting immediately ceased, thousands of tellarites either joining the queue or forming a ring of spectators. For sixteen standard hours I sat in that chair and argued. By the fourth hour, one interlocutor slammed down a paper bag containing local takeout and slid it across the table, saying I was so I needed it due to my obvious physical frailty. Thereafter, every hour one someone would face me with water, and more food coinciding with common Tellarite meal times. Each was presented with a disparaging remark, of course, but I appreciated the gesture regardless.
I did this two more times on the following day. By the last, the Regional Foreman came out, said he was 'replacing this lightweight,' and took my place. I cannot say I disagree with his assessment of my performance in the many debates that took place. However, as I hypothesized, the Tellarites appreciated my willingness to be yelled at about their concerns for a cumulative 42 standard hours, and the planet has returned to its normal rhythms.
[+10 pp]
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Away Team Log, Stardate 27324.8, USS Odyssey - Lieutenant Rachel Garrett
I have recovered the Captain, and the other missing colonists. I found the den of the creature, which turned out to be a cleverly-hidden scientific laboratory. For once I was able to surprise the creature, shooting it accurately with my modified phaser as it thought itself concealed. Additional sedation from my hypospray allowed me to explore unimpeded.
I found the remains of the scientist who made this place, a Qloathi named Melln Hasa. My earlier suspicion was correct -- he was attempting to create a Kicweld, with abilities that would make it an effective predator of Konen, deployed en mass to their worlds as a terror weapon. There was no elaboration in the notes as to why.
Hasa seems to have died of a heart attack, and the Faux-weld used this opportunity to break free. Interestingly, it only fed on other wildlife, and took captured sophonts back to the lab, where they were interred in modified stasis pods. According to Hasa's notes, his ultimate vision was that the pods would create more Faux-welds.
The Faux-weld has been turned over to Qloathi Exotic Life Control, and the colonists to their homes. The Qloathi have sent some resources to Starfleet in gratitude.
[+10pp, +25BR]
We have beamed down to the Qloathi world of Varnin Cel to mount a rescue mission. An expedition to the rugged Korlog region of the southern continent called for help, after members became trapped on the mountaintop due to a hostile lifeform stalking them. The colony lacks the resources to assist, so we redirected to rescue the team and determine the nature of the threat.
Beaming down to the research team's last known location, I was struck at the beauty of the surroundings. Mountains with graceful peaks, the dazzling beauty of the snow, and the verdant green of the valleys below. I wished my family could be there to enjoy it with me.
That is, until I saw blood spattered onto that pristine expanse. Adding to our difficulties, soon after we began to move towards the survivors, a storm charged with exotic particles interacted with a solar flare, meaning we would be without transporter or shuttle support from the Odyssey.
We followed our sensors to the cave the expedition team was hiding in. They were hungry and traumatized, although they tried to hide the latter. A group of friends twenty strong has been reduced to thirteen survivors. We will treat them as best we can until the storm clears enough for the Odyssey.
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27294.6, USS Justice - Captain Hrular Krurin
A message has been broadcasted regarding the whereabouts of a vessel called Skybreach. One of the first warp-capable Yan-Ros freighters, Skybreach had been on its way back to Vail from an early extrastellar mining facility when it vanished. A Honiani patrol vessel has just discovered a hull fragment from a Yan-Ros nacelle pylon dated to the time of that early disappearance, and provided some clues as to his fatal trajectory.
The Justice shall be doing its part to aid in the search. While survivors are unlikely after this half century absence, this is a part of Yan-Ros history that would best be recovered, and the minds of the crew's families put to rest.
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27299.7, USS Challorn - Captain Hazag Daz-Hara
We are heading to the Tellarite world of Sar Alpha for some minor repair and refit. Starfleet has charged me with performing some outreach on the planet while the work in underway, due to the fact Sar Alpha is at the center of Tellarite dissatisfaction concerning the response priorities of my vessel.
I have spent several days attempting to craft civilian attire that is most pleasing to the Tellarite eye. I will of course test it against a panel of Tellarite crew before recommending the patterns be adopted by all crew planning to beam down tomorrow.
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Away Team Log, Stardate 27321.1, USS Odyssey - Lieutenant Rachel Garrett
The thing on this mountain, some shaggy beast with poison fangs the size of a sabre, has taken the Captain. It's possible it targeted him due to his psionic ability.
I need to recover the Captain, but my first priority is to protecting the remaining researchers. I have chosen to venture after the Captain alone alone, leaving the remainder of the away team in a classic Reed security deployment. Tracking Rebin will be difficult, as in addition to the raging snowstorm, the beast has a dampened lifesign and its fur functions as active camouflage.
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27311.7, USS Pleezirra - Captain Maria Volkov
We are conducting followup study on a prewarp culture in sector Charlie Dash Dash Six originally discovered by the Arqueniou Leb Nin. They are of particular interest because they appear to be conducting advanced computing using unique sonic-cystalline principles. We will hide the Pleezirra behind one of the planet's moons and conduct long-range study. If it can be determined to be safe, I will consider sending an away team in disguise to covertly examine the technology.
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27301.5, USS Rru'adorr - Captain Olon
On a tip from the Tellarite State Forces, we have visited Vega as part of quarantine efforts for the plague that escaped Cold Station 3. An individual exhibiting strange behavior was spotted at a Tellarite spaceport, boarding a civilian ship for Vega.
Finding the patient among the millions of residents that call Vega their home will be difficult. But if the odd behaviourisms of bacterial control are so obvious as to be noted, it will make our job much easier.
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27328.4, USS Atuin - Captain Hassan Aharani
The Conciliation Union requested our assistance with mediation after several Ashidi merchant ships entered Conciliation space and entered orbit over the Fiiral world of Bnaii. The group responsible belongs to the Commerce Combine, a lobby group-slash-trade organization that advocates for and represents the merchant class of the Ashidi. They are refusing to leave orbit in protest of perceived Conciliation malfeasance regarding their trade obligations in the Treaty of Hacitorus. One issue they raise is that extractive industries on Bnaii can buy land held by the Fiiral Crown much more cheaply than the industries represented by the Combine can lease land from their government, and this represents a form of subsidy that should not exist under the current treaty. There are many more sticking points than just this, of course.
Atuin will arrive on the scene shortly.
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Personal Log, Stardate 27300.8, USS Challorn - Captain Hazag Daz-Hara
Experimental note: deployment of Tellarite Approval Garment, Pattern Theta in field conditions ineffective at preventing unrest. Thankfully I anticipated this, and threat-response airbags saved Lieutenant Orgot from an impact to the head with a hurled thermos.
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27312.4, USS Pleezirra - Captain Maria Volkov
Disaster! It is a good thing we were tapped into the communication networks, or we might have missed our presence was being noted. It seems we underestimated how advanced their high-energy astronomy was, due to most of it being hidden underground. We intercepted chatter on academic channels that they had detected unusually strong neutrino returns, and someone had used a prototype sonic computer to calculate they were coming from a direction obscured by the moon -- in other words, our warp core. On one hand it is good because we have an idea how powerful these interesting computers are, on the other hand is very bad because our cover was blown to bits.
We made a quick exit, and our presence was not directly observed. Most academics suspected it was emissions from an obscured supernova, and only a few considered the possibility it may be from an extraterrestrial source. However, this is the danger of pre-warp cultures. For all we know our little anomaly will throw off science for decades, and they will waste telescope-time trying to find the source of these mysterious neutrinos. Or paranoid voices will say it was a God or angry aliens and they should institute some overreaction. A more cautious follow-up will be required.
Mostly I am disappointed in myself for assuming too little of these people. Never be overconfident!
[Event failure, no reward]
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27303.2, USS Rru'adorr - Captain Olon
The bacterium has continued to evade us. While we have disinfected several contaminated areas, it slips our grasp each time. I am beginning to fear that we will soon have a containment breach.
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27301.7, USS Challorn - Captain Hazag Daz-Hara
The humans have an interesting expression - 'big shoes to fill'. The Gaeni equivalent might be 'hard research to surpass'. Captain Zhang previously used this same vessel in a dramatic and visible defense of Tellarites during the activation of an Eternal Empire dreadnought. Now, it has become a symbol of the Federation's disinterest in Tellarite lives, tied unfortunately to my captaincy. Demonstrations about our presence, linked to a perceived lack of interest in Tellarite affairs, have blossomed into angry demonstrations. It's very aggravating for being blamed for patrol orders that come from a higher position of command, but it is a poor scholar who blames Circumstance for their own experiments going awry.
Further reading has provided illumination. These sorts of demonstrations are, despite what I initially thought, rare for Tellarites. I have learned it makes a lot to progress beyond verbal heckling or the ritualized combat of Having A Punch Out!! They value debate, after all.
Simply put, these Tellarites do not feel heard, and feel forced to resort to violence to make their point. It is time to correct that.
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27298.5, USS Justice - Captain Hrular Krurin
The grave of the Skybreach we have found, marked only by the trail of furrows and debris across the surface of the barren moon where he fell. As best as we can determine, the freighter sustained some unknown damage en route, and was forced to flee to this system, where the damage caused an engine malfunction that led to the crash landing.
None survived the atmospheric entry. Merciful, given the airless rock any survivors would have found themselves stranded on. After paying our respects, we informed the Vail government of our discovery. In addition to the goodwill this has generated, the Yan-Ros have bidden us to keep a share of the smelted duranium left in the wreck's cargo bays.
[Gain +15 br, +5 pp]
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Away Team Log, Stardate 27323.3, USS Odyssey - Lieutenant Rachel Garrett
The animal, which I am now calling Varin, ambushed me in the night. I was able to fight it off once I reached my phaser, but not before it sliced open my thigh. It's only thanks to modern medicine I can walk at all right now. It also tore up my thermal pants, and now the cold is creeping in stronger than ever.
But in positive outcomes, the tricorder I had set up in preparation for something like this did get a good scan of the Varin, able to pierce its sensor-spoofing biology at close range. This is in addition to the biological samples recovered from under my nails and in my wound. I now have a better means of tracking the creature back to where the Captain is, and have identified a weakness to pulsed phaser fire in a specific energy band.
I also got a close -- closer than I would have liked -- look at it. It reminds me of some descriptions of a Konen cryptid, the Kicweld, that preyed on wandering travellers. Allowing a flight of fancy, I wonder what a Kicweld would be doing here?
And a better question -- why is its genetic code a close match with Qloathi?
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27303.9, USS Rru'adorr - Captain Olon
Several of our medical personnel were distributing antibiotics in one of the capital's communities when they spotted a Tellarite using a razor in public at a cafe. The incident was odd due to the choice of location for personal grooming and the fact the Tellarite was completely removing his facial hair.
A dose of the antibiotic administered discreetly ended the infection.
[+10RP]
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27334.9, USS Atuin - Captain Hassan Aharani
Today opened with a discussion on reported violations of trademarks on Ashidi wine, in addition to complaints about its sale in Fiiral stores. Fiiral have allowed the synthesizing of wine using Ashidi templates for personal home use, which the Combine believe to be a violation of Ashidi intellectual property and essentially soft industrial espionage. Additionally, the Combine allege that the Fiiral have allowed distribution centers and stores to unfairly discriminate against Ashidi producers, by failing to enact legislation banning the practice of putting Fiiral-made wine within easier reach than Ashidi and other foreign wines.
I pointed out that the Federation had voiced similar complaints, particularly when the Seyek Union made it easier to access their locally-produced beverages by selling it widely in grocery stories, while restricting foreign beverages to select distribution centers. I also noted that the Conciliation Union has been overseeing arbitration about this exact issue, along with the Qloathi and Orions. The Combine expressed displeasure at the suggestion they take it to the courts, until I noted the Seyek Union voluntarily changed their legislation to avoid the court battle at all. They were shocked that the Seyek didn't somehow corrupt the system or cheat us. I told them trust is the start to a good relationship.
They've gone home with a lot to think about, and the Conciliation Union has sent us a gift basket of refined metals for starship construction in thanks.
[+15br]
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Captain's Log, Stardate 27305.4, USS Challorn - Captain Hazag Daz-Hara
I came down to Sar Alpha armed only with a simple wooden table, two chairs, a stopwatch, and some plainclothes security personnel mitigate the risk of being drawn and quartered. I set myself up on the steps of the government building. The rules I gave were simple. Anyone who got in line would have three minutes to sit in the chair and argue with me about my job.
Acts of vandalism and rioting immediately ceased, thousands of tellarites either joining the queue or forming a ring of spectators. For sixteen standard hours I sat in that chair and argued. By the fourth hour, one interlocutor slammed down a paper bag containing local takeout and slid it across the table, saying I was so I needed it due to my obvious physical frailty. Thereafter, every hour one someone would face me with water, and more food coinciding with common Tellarite meal times. Each was presented with a disparaging remark, of course, but I appreciated the gesture regardless.
I did this two more times on the following day. By the last, the Regional Foreman came out, said he was 'replacing this lightweight,' and took my place. I cannot say I disagree with his assessment of my performance in the many debates that took place. However, as I hypothesized, the Tellarites appreciated my willingness to be yelled at about their concerns for a cumulative 42 standard hours, and the planet has returned to its normal rhythms.
[+10 pp]
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Away Team Log, Stardate 27324.8, USS Odyssey - Lieutenant Rachel Garrett
I have recovered the Captain, and the other missing colonists. I found the den of the creature, which turned out to be a cleverly-hidden scientific laboratory. For once I was able to surprise the creature, shooting it accurately with my modified phaser as it thought itself concealed. Additional sedation from my hypospray allowed me to explore unimpeded.
I found the remains of the scientist who made this place, a Qloathi named Melln Hasa. My earlier suspicion was correct -- he was attempting to create a Kicweld, with abilities that would make it an effective predator of Konen, deployed en mass to their worlds as a terror weapon. There was no elaboration in the notes as to why.
Hasa seems to have died of a heart attack, and the Faux-weld used this opportunity to break free. Interestingly, it only fed on other wildlife, and took captured sophonts back to the lab, where they were interred in modified stasis pods. According to Hasa's notes, his ultimate vision was that the pods would create more Faux-welds.
The Faux-weld has been turned over to Qloathi Exotic Life Control, and the colonists to their homes. The Qloathi have sent some resources to Starfleet in gratitude.
[+10pp, +25BR]
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