Commodore Orkin had heard rumors that a pirate ghost-ship, called “Silent Silver” by locals, and fitting the description of one of their prey: Trogdor, had been frequently seen in the outer Ator System.
After the layover over Mire, he took the Rogues to Ator looking for their lost, AI former companion. The Rogues used a network of hidden ships and surveyor drones to carefully extend a sensor net over a likely segment of the outer asteroid belt of the system. Then they lay in wait… hoping that they would catch Trogdor in the expanding net.
And they did.
Cruising above the belt appeared the familiar form of the severely modified and upgraded Kinunir. Once the body for Allie, and now inhabited by her “child” the murderous AI pirate Trogdor (and possibly an Instance ofthe Doctor, another of the Rogues’ objectives).
Ensuring that their ships stayed hidden behind asteroids, the Rogues waited for their prey to enter prime particle-cannon range…
Then Cyborgia and Darla remotely “hacked” the ship, and Darla reported that she had actually disassembled the AI core, essentially killing Trogdor in the process.
The deadly AI pirate ship now drifted dead and helpless in the void, just entering prime gunnery range.
Nobody felt right. Everyone knew something wasn’t quite right.
It still came as a surprise when the first meson volley hit. The sensor-operator just had time to brace himself from the impact and franticly report that two frigate-sized vessels were simply flickering into existence opposite from Trogdor’s approach. Then his console exploded in his (fortunately battledress covered) face throwing him back, almost into the Commodore’s lap. A series of secondary explosions rocked the 75,000 ton Dolorous Hauberk as the mysterious vessels fired into her midsections, from ideal range, with the impunity of complete surprise.
As they did so, a swarm of smaller starships emerged from more distant cover to converge on the stricken escort-tender and her now less scary single escort.
Lt-Cmdr Redshirt maneuvered the comparable sized modular-Frigate, The Frey Bug, to fire two barrages, using all guns, and settling into a protected position behind the larger Dolorous Hauberk. The Frey Bug’s fire destroyed one of the cloaked assailants despite the fact that the larger part of the energy fire appeared to dissipate in the flickering field around it.
Vud looked out on the attacking fleet with his telepathic senses and recoiled from the fact that they were all entirely cyborg/android intelligences, there were no conventional sophants in the pirate fleet at all.
It turned out, unfortunately for the robotic pirate-ships and to Sir Orkin’s great relief, that the Hauberk was hardly in serious distress.
Under the Commodore’s direction, a single barrage from the Hauberk blasted the second cloaked ship into an expanding spray of fusing plasma, cooling into slag as it went. Secondary, smaller barrages destroyed the fifteen remaining pirate vessels just as quickly. Only two had time to turn and power their jump-drives for escape. But they didn’t make it.
The Rogues spent a little under a month, various ships (including the 2,000 ton hull that was once Trogdor) lashed together into an impromptu repair-yard to get damaged systems operational and patch over some new gaps in the hull. Orkin gave the Dauntiluss, once the home of Trogdor and Allie before him, to Doctor Hauberk. With a new (lower) AI computer core provide by Doctor Hauberk to replace himself as ship’s-computer, the Commodore renamed the Dolorous Hauberk to the “CNS Odin.”
While making these repairs and changes, they happened to play host, as if a space-station spaceport themselves, to an Aslan Iaheti (“second-son”) and his “family of the claw” who berthed his 600 ton exploration ship amidst theirs for a few days, trading stories and drinks (and spice) as well as commodities. The Iaheti praised them for their facilities and hospitality, both of which he said far outstripped many of the “proper” starports he’d encountered in the region. He then bid them farewell and declared himself off to find suitable land to settle and raise a clan. Orkin pointed out that all of his “family” were male, to which he sheepishly replied with some comment about “males willing to fulfill female roles” that left the assembled Rogues scratching their heads in bemused puzzlement.
The Rogues filled what space they had in their holds with what scrap they could from the debris fields they had made of the Silent Silver Pirates, and sold the salvage-right to the remaining field to the Telesco Family, owners of Ator.
This is when they learned that Olah, and the (once again) mis-jumped Matron Gadgetron, had been in system looking for them, but had jumped on ahead to Debarre to wait for them there. Dr. Hauberk also found a partially recoverable ship-log fragment, which pointed to a Silent Silver base in the Condaria/Darrian outer system.
The Rogues proceeded to Debarre, where they reunited with the Gadgetron and her crew and took a well deserved shore leave for three weeks on the hunting preserve planet. The Commodore quarreled with some of his officers about the amount of their spoils he wanted to lavish on their (many formerly slave) crew. He angrily agreed to a smaller amount, with great shouting and striking of tables with drinking implements, and disparaging comments about dogs of the female variety and “suckling” that turned more than a few Vargr ears. The amount he did distribute fueled a large number of expensive hunting expeditions and more than a few debaucherous celebrations in the depths of the Consortium Lodge. More than one of the crew comes away from the visit with title to condominium suites or shares in local hunting lodges.
Two crew-members disappeared while camping on a hunting expedition on the ruins of the old planetary capital. They are suspected to have inadvertently fed the local wildlife, famed through the subsector for their lethal challenge.
Otherwise, all crew return for duty after the three weeks of leave; some a good deal worse for the wear, but some clearly a good deal better for it. They all call themselves Rogues.