Navigational Scales

Galyn stood proudly in the cockpit, standing before a fancy table. On the table, a glowing, holographic grid hovered, mostly flat aside from a couple of odd circles and lumps here and there. With a smile, he greeted the three young Decay Lords who had just entered the room. “Huh, you redecorated rather quickly!” Retvik … Read more

Purple Night Light

Arkay sighed as he rolled over, twisting in his sheets, trying to find a comfortable position. For some reason, he just couldn’t seem to sleep properly. Little things were keeping him up, errant thoughts that simply couldn’t wait until he was supposed to be awake. As Arkay’s arm slipped off the edge of the bed … Read more

Errant Questioning

“So, let me get this straight. You want to stay here and help these three Decaylings become proper Decay Lords. You would rather spend your time training them and teaching them, than spend your time in retirement with your two closest friends?” Galyn nodded. “You want to remain out here, in the mediocre, rarely navigated … Read more

Cockpit Chat

“You don’t seem right.” The Thantir Two was currently docked at a Life Oasis, where Life Goddesses were busy getting drunk and partying. It wasn’t at all a place for Decay Lords, but it was the only local market around, and the Thantir needed a few supplies that they couldn’t have teleported in. While Itaviir … Read more

Incomplete Series of Thoughts

Litvir, Retvik and Arkay all sat patiently, sipping chocolate milk from plastic glasses, as they watched Galyn pace up and down. The Decaylings had been very much aware that something was going on with their bosses, but none of them were sure exactly what. The way Galyn was pacing though didn’t inspire them with much … Read more

Decay Lord Uproar

“I swear, they are fucking with us on purpose!” Arkay had never seen Galyn so angry. He had just been sneaking by to the kitchen when he’d caught a glimpse inside Itaviir’s office, where the three elder Decay Lords were quite busy arguing and clearly not paying attention to the slightly ajar door. Normally, Arkay … Read more

Social Personal Commentary

“You fascinate me.” Litvir had been hovering around for a while, watching Arkay as he studied. Arkay had only partially been paying attention, but Litvir’s most recent statement changed that. “Me? Fascinating you?” Arkay swung his chair round, leaving his books and work to one side. It wasn’t particularly important anyway, not right now. “Yes, … Read more