“Two Foundational Goals” – A Skald’s Life – Foundational Virtues

Happy Tyr’s Day

Journal Entry:

My rotation leads me to the week’s discussion of my goals and the two left in the Foundational Virtues are both important to me emotionally as well as practically.  Overall I have five out of my nine goals for my 51st-year of life left. The deadline is March 31st.

The first is to cross something off my bucket list under Courage and it is quite likely this will be the goal under the bucket list every single year. The idea is to always be making progress on my bucket list as a motivation.  The most likely candidate for this is getting my tattoo. I actually could do this with my tax return depending on how much it is.  I was hoping to have a better paying job to do this but if not then some money spent on my first tattoo.

The other goal is to finish the manuscript for one of my non-fiction books. No lie, this going to be a challenge now as mostly I find myself getting bored with one project and switching to another.  If I am going to finish this one I am going to have to bear down and finish one thing at the exclusion of writing on the others.

Honor:

Honor is the feeling of inner value and worth from which one knows that one is noble of being, and the desire to show respect for this quality when it is found in the world”

Principle – To possess a feeling of inner value about myself and my future with a desire to find the same in others.

Goal: Maintain a daily blog streak of one post per day for an entire year (365 days).  (achieved)

Bucket List: Hike the Northern Lakeshore Trail along the Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan by March 2024.

This blog actually has continued every day without fail since October 1st of last year. The streak is up to 478 days with this post.   A goal that has turned into a genuine habit.

Courage:

“Courage is the bravery to do what is right always.”

Principle – Act with Courage at the right time.

Goal: Cross one thing off bucket list every year. Deadline March 31st.

Bucket List: Go Back to Budapest, Hungary for a vacation by March 2029.

I read spoke at length about this goal but I would add here this is one of those very important goals.  Emotionally very important as it will mark a change from my old life to my new and burning the bridge at last.

Truth:

“Truth is the willingness, to be honest, and to say what one knows to be true and right. It is often better to not say anything at all if one cannot be honest.”

Principle – To Honestly Pursue, Accept and Speak Truth to All who will Listen.

Goal: To Write a Non-Fiction Book by March 31st, 2020

Bucket List: Read 52 books (one per week) in the year 2020.

As a writer, this goal is emotionally important as well.  I have written a novel although it is too awful for publication without some major reworking of it.  What I haven’t done is write a non-fiction book and that needs to be conquered simply from an emotional ‘I can do this’ point of view.

Higher Virtue: Love:

The love for myself is both these goals. Emotionally it marks me caring more about what I want than what others think and feel.  I need to cross this bridge very badly for my own self-love’s sake.  I need to cross it and then burn it behind me.

Morning Routine:

  1. Stretching / Yoga
  2. Shower, Personal Hygiene, Breakfast, Morning Meds.
  3. Review Nine Noble Virtues (NNV), Principles, Goals and Bucket List
  4. Meditation – 5 min.
  5. Check Communications and Email.
  6. Paper Journal: Update To-Do List.
  7. Get Dressed for the Day

Like this, it just needs to be more consistent.

I remain.

The Rabyd Skald – Wandering Soul, Bard, and Philosopher. The Grey Wayfarer.

Skaal!!!

“Counseling Thoughts” – The Rabyd Skald

Happy Frigg and Freya’s Day!

I would normally be doing a Freya’s Chambers today but I need to do some more research on some things before I wrote about them.  Part of the problem is my thoughts are a jumbled mess since meeting with both my job coach and my therapist on Wednesday so I feel the need to write about this at least in general terms.  It is not really a The Grey and The Wayfarer kind fo post.  More of thoughts being conflicted sort of post so I am trying to sort them out by writing about them.

Every time I think about the job situation it brings up a whole pack of emotions because of the fact that my last church fired me instead of accepting my resignation so it leaves my job history with a huge hole. Of course, I don’t feel I want to use any of those people as contacts for new jobs because I clearly can’t trust them.  That resource is gone and so I am now painfully aware I need to do something very uncomfortable for me which I build my network back up and that means talking to people about what they do and seeing if it fits me. I am just not very good at just starting cold conversations like that.

I am creating multiple prototypes of my life to come but all of them require either moving to the one place I still have contacts and that is not going to sit well with my wife and perhaps even my family.  I WANT a completely fresh start just to move on.  Just to have the feeling that I am not going to run into somebody I know and have to explain things all over again.   I won’t have the fear of running into Miss Salty or the Dirty Pig because I still don;t know how I would react to either. I just to be with my best friend and start over in a new place with new people.  This involves a big move literally and figuratively.

I don’t know how to express this any way that is spoken, so I write about it and I am trying to be careful about being open about what I talk with my therapist about in detail but the fact that I continue to struggle with doing what would make me happy versus what makes everyone else happy has become the BIG struggle of my life. This is my frost giant to fight right now. The problem is sometimes I see the face of the frost giant and it’s my own.

Part of me died with my faith, but it keeps acting like a ghost to haunt and attack my thoughts and feelings.   I am trying to bring new life to the place of deadness, but to me, that means a lot of new things need to happen and soon.  As an atheist, life is much more precious to me now realizing it will be the only one I get and is finite. I want my own happiness to be central and I want to do all I can to secure it.  I just don’t feel that will ever happen if the situation does not change drastically.

Both my job coach and my therapist have helped me sort out my own thoughts on this and for that, I am very grateful.  I truly think people should get over the stigma of therapy.  I am glad to have it. I have to thank The Clergy Project for that.

Thanks for reading this very personal post but it needed to be done.  My writing has stimied and so has my reading.  Sometimes getting things off my chest helps.

I remain,

The Rabyd Skald – Wandering Soul, Bard, and Philosopher. The Grey Wayfarer.

Skaal!!!

“Routines and Other Notes” – The Rabyd Skald

Happy Sif’s Day!

The Purpose of Routine:

The idea is that much of life is unpredictable so to get things done you need to make part of your life at least predictable because you make it so.  It is about putting order to chaos and making that order work in your favor. In my case, I have a Morning Routine that I do every day.  I also have a Work Day Routine and a Rest Day Routine which are only differentiated by the fact of whether I work that day or not.  The issue today is to look at all of them and makes some changes.

Morning Routine:

  1. Stretching / Yoga
  2. Shower, Personal Hygiene, Breakfast, Morning Meds.
  3. Review Nine Noble Virtues (NNV), Principles, Goals and Bucket List
  4. Meditation – 5 min.
  5. Check Communications and Email.
  6. Paper Journal: Update To-Do List.
  7. Get Dressed for the Day

If there is a significant change I am making here it is that my paper journal will be don at the end fo the day now for the next day as far as creating my checklist and To-Do List for each day so in them orning the only thing that might happen is when I check my email and stuff I might have to add to them but I want to do the actual lists at the end of the day for the next one.  In the morning I jsut want to be able to start doing what I need to do and start checking things off. the end of the day provides a better time for preparation for all this.

Work Day Routine:

  1. Morning Routine
  2. Wife: Communication / Cuddle Time (first opportunity)
  3. Blogging – Organize, revise, write a new post for the next day.
  4. Weightlifting: Gym time – 1 hour after work.
  5. Writing: 1000 words/day.
  6. Reading – 1/7 of a book a day
  7. Personal Business: record financial transactions, savings plan actions, budgeting, appointments, job search, other actions, etc.
  8. Check Communications and Email after 2 pm but before 4 pm.
  9. Paper Journal: Double Check and Create To-Do List for Next Day

With days I work I want to make progress on things like reading and writing as well as a personal business.  I am trying to come to terms with the idea that on workdays there is little time for anything else and I need to be Ok with that.  The other thing is my gym time needs to fill the whole hour which means I need to do a little more lifting and then perhaps hit the treadmill for a bit to fill the rest. Of find something interesting to do.  The point is to stay active and fill the whole hour.

Rest Day Routine: 

  1. Morning Routine
  2. Wife: Communication / Cuddle Time (first opportunity)
  3. Blogging – Organize, revise, write a new post for the next day.
  4. Cleaning – varies but one room of the apartment at least.
  5. Reading – 1/7th of a book
  6. Writing – 3000 Words
  7. Paper Journal: Double Check and Create To-Do List for Next Day

The trick here was to focus on being a writer and then relaxing the rest of the day.  The Cleaning part is actually about making my environment relaxing so I can relax in something clean and organized.

Blog Posts – Weekly Order:

The order of posts for the blog this coming year (or whenever I change it) is as follows:

Sol’s Day: The Pagan Pulpit – Weekly written service for you pagans out there like me.  Currently, I am doing a long series on Asatru but that will change once I am finished.

Mani’s Day: Of Wolves and Ravens – My life philosophy in action.

Tyr’s Day: A Skald’s Life – Foundational Virtues – My first weekly journal post dealing with the virtues of Honor, Truth, and Courage.

Woden’s (Odin’s) Day: Odin’s Eye – My various thoughts on spirituality as an atheist with pagan tendencies.

 Thor’s Day: A Skald’s Life – Business Virtues – My second weekly journal post dealing with the virtues of Self-Reliance, Industriousness, and Hospitality.

Frigg and Freya’s Day: Freya’s Chambers – A weekly post on my thoughts regarding sex, sexuality, nudism and related issues.

Sif’s Day: A Skald’s Life – Self Virtues –  My third weekly journal post dealing with the virtues of Discipline, Fidelity and Perseverance.

The Rabyd Skald: These posts can appear at any time any day.  They usually regard things that don’t fit into the rest, or my struggles with depression in the posts subtitled – The Grey and The Wayfarer.

All posts will now drop at 4pm – Eastern Standard Time.

I remain,

The Rabyd Skald – Wandering Soul, Bard, and Philosopher. The Grey Wayfarer.

Skaal!!!

“Bucket List Prioritized” – The Rabyd Skald

Happy Frigg and Freya’s Day!

Today I am simply putting all my bucket list items in one place and prioritizing them. The first thing is the time table so things that are due before others are simple to put in order. the second thing is what value I place on all of them.  This is only really an issue in 2024 and 2029.

Bucket List Prioritized:

Bucket List: To get at least one tattoo by March 18th, 2020.

Bucket List: Do a rebellious act on April 30th, 2020 – Beltane.

Bucket List: Read 52 books (one per week) in the year 2020.

Bucket List: Write A Novel and Get it Published by March 2022.

Bucket List: To own my own home by March 2024.

Bucket List: Hike the Northern Lakeshore Trail along the Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan by March 2024.

Bucket List: To be a published author of at least five books by March 2029

Bucket List: Go Back to Budapest, Hungary for a vacation by March 2029.

Bucket List: Discover all the countries of origin from my genetics and visit them all by March 18th, 2029.

Thoughts: 

I suppose the endgame of all this is to be standing on a river cruise ship pulling into Budapest having memories of a successful writing career. Having done many successful hikes by that time and remembering that first tattoo day.  That last stop in Budapest being of a European tour where I visited every country of my ancestors and then ended with a city I wanted to see and experience again. There is a vision here that is progressive and I like it very much.

I remain,

The Rabyd Skald – Wandering Soul, Bard, and Philosopher. The Grey Wayfarer.

Skaal!!!

“Epilogue III” – Rogue Wizard – The Fire of Fury – Part 25 (Finale)

Rogue Wizard’s Journal – December 31st, 2019

While Christmas was not the greatest  I couldn’t have asked for a better way to end the year.  Lunette and Amber showed up today early in the morning as I was cooking breakfast. Even greater news, the war is over and the terms of the treaty have changed everything. Most notably the idea that someone does not need to be part of a mage house to be a mage nor do fairy and fantastic folk needs to be connected to a leader.  My days as a rogue wizard are over because there is no such thing. The houses still exist and so does the council but it is all voluntary for mages now, not mandated.

Speaking of the council, according to Amber, the makeup is changed as there was an internal rebellion of sorts that replaced most of the heads of the houses with new people more in line with unification and openness with the rest of the magical world.  The council was changed according to these changes.  It seems they have taken an adapt or survive point of view rather than one upholding tradition. The tradition was getting them extinct and they must have realized it.

Now I realize this is purely for North America and Europe as different magical governments dominate parts of the rest of the world, but for me, it means not having to be afraid of the council anymore.   It still does not resolve the issue of remaining hidden as all three of us are sure there will be elements that want revenge for all these changes as we were instrumental in causing some of the problems that lead to them.  The deposed traditionalists would still want to fight and they could retake the council, but the notion that anyone who practices magic can do so openly is going to be huge in the magical world.

I also realize that my being the only battle mage who currently is known and one who has seemingly survived the death spell would cause a lot of people to fear me.  I am a harmless teddy bear but some might consider me too big a threat to be allowed to live, and that means staying dead to the world might still give me some protection.

Privacy too as I feel the other thing might be to ask the question of whether being a battle mage can be taught to others.  Do I really want that?  I might argue it might be the magical world equivalent of inventing gunpowder. Do I want that as my legacy? Probably not.

Of course, the first thing all three of us did was draw the drapes and get intimately acquainted again and I found the ladies seemed more eager than me in this regard. Apparently having an actual dick does make a difference at least that is what they told me.  The time I liked best though was when we fell asleep in each others arms.  Cuddling naked with Lunette’s wings draped over us.  We are whole again.

Maybe someday I will announce that I lived, but I still would want enough time to past where past grievances can be settled down and perhaps cooler heads can come to terms with a broken past.  I can only hope and wait.

One thing is finished and that is this journal.  It is no longer necessary as I am no longer a Rogue Wizard.  Maybe a vagabond or grey pilgrim like Gandalf, but not criminal or rogue anymore.  Maybe posterity will read this and think better of me or worse, but my thoughts and major decisions are here for all to read.  Hopefully, they will be gently heard and kindly judged.

This is the last entry – rogue wizard out.

Writer’s Final Note:

I have mixed feelings about this project being finished.  I am glad to move on to something else, but also sad to see it end.  There are feelings associated with this that are loving and sad at the same time and I miss the one who was my inspiration fo Elpis.  Now, there will be less reason to think of her, but that may be good for my healing process.  I still have some poems in my head os she will never truly go away, and well there is that loving somebody and never getting completely over it that I seem to have. Maybe someday I will come back and rewrite the whole Hedge and Rogue wizard sagas with new feelings and thoughts. 

In the meantime, as the bard once said, I ask you to be one that is “gently to hear and kindly to judge” this story. I may be paraphrasing a bit.  

I remain,

The Rabyd Skald – Wandering Soul, Bard, and Philosopher. The Grey Wayfarer.

Skaal!!!

“Epilogue II” – Rogue Wizard – The Fire of Fury – Part 24

Rogue Wizard’s Journal – December 25th, 2019

Christmas doesn’t mean as much to me anymore other than there are memories of family times I miss.  Now there will not be any more of them and that makes me sad. I have been on the run now for a couple months and finally, I have found a safe house of sorts. In that respect, it has been a good Christmas,  No Christmas ‘miracle’ of the girls showing up and making my life joyful again.  I did buy them presents but they will get them when I see them.

I didn’t leave that first week but it became clear that the girls were right.  If I would be seen with them then the whole gift Elpis had given me would be lost. I had to go underground alone and that bothered me.  I have been alone before and even though I know that two women love me, I know that means depression and a few low moments mentally and emotionally.

Today as I sit by the fire in a cabin in the woods in Wisconsin, I am reminded of how alone I am, but this place looks to have been abandoned a long time ago and has a magical aura.  I was literally able to buy the cabin and the property it is on for five hundred bucks.

It has one main room which serves as bedroom, kitchen and office space for me with a big reading chair in the corner.  The other room is a three-quarter bath with shower, toilet, and sink.  That room also serves as the utility room as the water heater. electrical box and small furnace are all in it as well. Cozy, but I don’t need any more than this and the fireplace by my reading chair is a magical one so a little spell and poof, warm for the entire evening.

The town nearby is very small but has a Dollar General and a grocery store. I had a guy install wifi in the place but he looked like he was about to jump out of his skin.  Something about this place keeps people away, but for me it is safe. My bank account is full and I can live minimally like I am for at least ten years.  Hopefully, the war will be over before then.

This is still a werewolf country and I keep Nevermore out and keeping watch all the time now. With the town nearby, I am fast about to become the eccentric wizard who lives on the edge of town and who people avoid when he goes to town.  I even dress the part now with a flowing cloak and hood and grey clothes that look more out of Dungeons and Dragons than the modern-day.  I spend most of my days reading and studying my art.  I wait.  The small table serves well enough for a place to write and set up my lab from time to time.

My use of magic is brief and low powered.  I don’t want to attract attention so I just keep to myself and mind my own business. I do miss the girls and I don’t know when I will see them again.

Well, I needed to update this journal.  it has been a long couple of months, but I have found my safe place. I just wish it wasn’t so lonely.

I hear news of the war through my internet connection and computer. It isn’t going well for either side if you ask me.  The casualties are high on both sides. I worry that the magical world will be so diminished when it is over.

I remain,

The Rabyd Skald – Wandering Soul, Bard, and Philosopher. The Grey Wayfarer.

Skaal!!!

“Epilogue” – Space Tramp – Chapter 22 (Megatraveller Fan Fiction)

Happy Mani’s Day!

Writer’s Thoughts:

This episode of Space Tramp is a little different in that the story part is at the end.  I wanted to first take some time to reflect on the project which was to do a fully fleshed out background story based on the advanced character generation system of Megatraveller the Role Playing Game.  The idea is simple in that you roll the dice for each year of character development and then come up with a story to give greater detail on how those things happened.

I must say it had its challenges in the fact that a lot of time very little as far as excitement happened. Route and No Business assignments required a little imagination to give them a story element that was entertaining.  Real-life is sometimes dull but that does not mean insignificant things happen.  So too with the life of Jeremiah Kilwood.  The real surprise is that there was little in the way of danger most of the time for Jeremiah and he faced the challenges of advancement easily.  I had no problems and there were actually no rerolls along the way.  The only one time I had a survival issue I used a BP to overcome it, but that made for an interesting story of how survival is not just about the physical but could also be legal, in this case, avoiding prison.

From a gamer point of view as someone who loves Megatraveler.  I would play Jeremiah with a lot of pride and he is a deep character now with a background full of many stories that could come up. His skills are diverse so there are few situations that he would be caught off guard in or unprepared to meet the challenges to himself.  He has space skills, business skills, interpersonal skills, and combat skills. A well-balanced character.

The project comes to a close now. I have enjoyed it but it is time to move on to other things. The one thing I will take with great joy is that Jeremiah’s personality is believable. He is not perfect, but practical. He has had obstacles placed in front of him and overcomes them so he is confident.  He is a bit of a carouser both in the sense of drink and the pleasures of women, but he can respect women at the same time. He above all values his freedom and has worked hard to gain his own.

For the future, Jeremiah could use a bit of leadership skill and perhaps ship’s tactics to complete the Captain role but he is going to have to gain that through adventuring.

Final Character Sheet:

Free Trader Senior Captain Jeremiah Kilwood (retired)

Rank: O6 – Senior Captain   Terms Served: 5

UPP: A67AA4   Age: 38  Homeworld: Strouden UWP: A-745988-D N Hi In

Skills:  Pilot – 2, Navigation – 2, Liaison – 2, Trader – 2, Engineering – 1, Turret Weapons – 1, Vacc Suit – 1, Zero-G Combat – 1, Broker – 1, Legal – 1, Carousing – 1, Intrusion – 1, Brawling -1, Small Blade-1, Handgun – 1,  (19 out of 20 possible skill levels)

Default Skills: Ship’s Boat – 1 Sensor Ops -1, Admin-1,  Streetwise-1 

Zero Level Skills: Grav Vehicle – 0, Computer – 0

Money: 241,500 Cr.       Pension: 4000Cr/year.

Equipment:

Free Trader Starship – Type A – Beowulf Class – no payments.

Story:

Jeremiah stood on the bridge of his ship and looked out seeing the dock berth his ship was in.  He put his hand on the pilot seat reflecting on how many times he had sat in a chair like this.  His mind raced to think of how many things he had learned as a pilot, navigator including some skill in operating ship’s sensors. His time in space had made him a capable spacehand.  He knew enough about engineering to work on his own jump and maneuver drives. He could man turret weapons in a pinch and was capable of handling a vacc suit in Zero-G no problem. No one would question his skills as a spacer.

He turned and left the bridge, passing through the crew common area, he walked by the staterooms for the crew and his own captain’s quarters. Much of what was required of being a Captain was learning to be a diplomat, administrator, space lawyer, trader, and a broker. All of which he knew something.  The business side he knew very well, but he also knew how to have a drink with a client or his crew as well as when to talk the language of dockworkers and the organized criminal element wherever he went.

He went through the airlock which was currently open for the purpose of loading passengers and went down the gangplank to the hangar floor.  He reflected at some of his other skills which he hoped to never use.  To bash in a skull with his bare fist or to body check them, to shot them with his handgun or pull his blade and slice at them were all skills he knew. He could even do all that in Zero-G. That plus his natural strength meant people often saw him and moved aside.

He moved out to the front of his ship and looked at the last thing that had just been finished – the nose art.  After much deliberation, he had decided on the name of the craft and after checking the registries found that no one had actually named their ship what he wanted. He was surprised, but then again he was connecting an idea with a system.

The nose art had come out well, better than expected. The artist had painted a naked woman straddling a silver rocket. She was a curvy, lightly muscled lass, with larger than normal breasts and bright red hair that was flying behind her.  He had actually asked Anabelle to model and surprisingly she said ‘yes’.  Although when she saw the finished work she remarked – “my breasts are not that big,”.

See the source image

Jeremiah smiled and knew, but didn’t share, that this alteration, which he asked of the artist, was drawn from an old picture of Kate Stuvak’s chest. The woman created as nose art was beautiful, sexy, (and because it was modeled mostly on Anabelle’s body), slightly muscled, and strong as well.  Under it was was the name of the Ship in blue letters with white trim – “The Regina Space Tramp”.  He supposed it and the art was a mosaic of sorts of all the women in his life up to that point.  It was a good name – little naughty but with a heart of gold.

Whatever the future brought, he knew this ship would be a part of it and he wouldn’t have it any other way. Maybe now if he found the right woman who: 1) was a spacer herself and 2) would love his ship as much as him, then just perhaps love was in the cards at last. He could only hope.  He turned and walked out of the hanger.  Time to find a crew and set a destination.  Once that was done, it would be time to take on some passengers and cargo and start making money.

Time prepare for the first voyage of The Space Tramp.

Final Word:

I have enjoyed the story and if you have read the whole thing – thank you.

I remain,

The Rabyd Skald – Wandering Soul, Bard, and Philosopher. The Grey Wayfarer.

Skaal!!!

“Approaching 2020” – The Rabyd Skald – The Grey and The Wayfarer – Part 26

Happy Sol’s Day!

As I approach the New Year there is a lot of for lack of a better word  -‘fear”.  I know seeing I meditate often on the virtue of Courage, fear seems to not be in line with the virtue but courage is not so much the absence of fear, but the ability to look at uncertainty and the fear it can bring and say ‘fuck it’.  I just need to look at 2020 in the light of opportunity despite risk rather than not taking the risk.

The Grey for the last two weeks or so is my constant anxious feelings about the situation.  Nothing major, just the constant nagging buzz of the flies of failure, struggle for something better and still the nag of a broken heart which I thought would be better by now.  On top of all that I can feel myself doing the same things over and over again expecting different results – most notably continuing to do what I do to make everyone happy and yet I feel restless and sad a lot.  I need a change of job and location.  I can feel it,  The Wayfarer needs to move. Literally and figuratively.

I am torn because here I am again trying not to hurt anyone while hurting myself at the same time. I can’t’ seem to find a win-win and this bothers me that there might not be one.  If I am going to win for myself, I may very well have to hurt some other people to do so.  I hate this conflict of not trusting people but at the same time not wanting to hurt them. I wish sometimes I had the capacity to get over hurting others but such is the fate of empaths. You feel the pain you cause as well as your own and that is what truly sucks.

I would like 2020 to be a good year where I find a new job, start moving toward prosperity and then also start being at peace with myself. I want to heal in the coming year, but all I can see his more pain and injury either way.  I don’t know.  Mostly I just need a better job somewhere else.

Writing Notes:

I will be posting the epilogue to Space Tramp tomorrow and the final two posts for  Rogue Wizard on New Year’s Eve.  Starting Woden’s Day I will be back to the regular schedule as this blog will truly become more of a journal blog than anything else.  I really need to free my time for other writing, reading, looking for a job, etc.

I hope sometime in early January to start my Youtube Channel but that depends on how quickly I can learn what I need to learn and I do need to learn some things.

I remain,

The Rabyd Skald – Wandering Soul, Bard, and Philosopher. The Grey Wayfarer.

Skaal!!!

“Mustering Out” – Space Tramp – Chapter 21 (Megatraveller Fan Fiction)

Happy Sif’s Day!

Just a reminder this will be a week of fiction instead of the normal posts. Enjoy your holiday presents readers.

Story:

As Jeremiah Kilwood walked into hanger bay C-225 of the Regina Starport, he had an odd but wonderful feeling as the Starship that resided there came into view.  It was a Type A Free Trader – Beowulf Class. It was a little worn as it was used, but it was painted blue and white which were his two favorite colors. What made it more wonderful than the colors was the fact that unlike any other ship he had served on – it belonged to him.  His own starship was at last in his possession.

This last year had been frightfull dull.  He had been part of the Countess’ crew for another charter assignment.  He found himself taking small jumps but returning to Regina three times. This he used to his advantage as he had to finalize several things.  Firstly it allowed him to monitor his investments nad grow his cash flow which he needed to make some of the final purchase decisions involving the starship.

This was largely possible because he found an old vessel The Beowulf style of Type A Free Trader had been in service for well over a hundred years. This one was forty years old, but thanks to a connection with Captian Juros, she was able to assess that the maintenance and repairs would be minimal and not very expensive as well.  Just time-consuming.  For the repairs, the Countess herself put a crew on it as a returned favor for his years of service. She even topped off the fuel tanks.

During this time Jeremiah also continued his education and graduated university with a full bachelor’s degree in business.  He smiled as he had completed what the Countess had started those years ago. He gazed with pride at his wall in the Captian’s cabin at the degree.

Finally, his investment work had paid off as he had effectively more than doubled his bonus money. He had enough now to get started with cargo and crew.  He could even afford to buy his weapons and a few other niceties for his cabin.  He was prepared financially to get going.

Mostly was the feeling that he no longer was working for anyone but himself. The risk was his and his alone.  But so was any reward.  The only thing left was to name the ship. There were, of course, many women that had crossed his path that were worthy and he went through them in his mind.

Captain Juros would be mortified.  Kimberly Forrest was an old memory from his first year when he made 4th Officer.  She was married and he didn’t know her new name or if her husband had taken hers. He had heard she had two kids and had moved up the bureaucratic ladder in some other agency.  There were also the course of girls from The Naked Gypsy – Cherry Rose, Madam Anabelle, Mirana, Sarah, and many others whose names he had forgotten.

Kate Stuvak had been his roommate aboard a ship for an entire year, but after that, he lost track of her for a few years until he saw she had opened up a medical practice in Regina and had gotten married.  No, it wouldn’t due to have another man’s wife’s name on the front of your ship.  Although from the waist down she might make great nose art. Without her clothes on of course.

Of course, Countess Borgosman would not agree to have herself scantily clad on the front of his ship or even to use her name.  No, he was probably going to have to make something up but a good name for a ship was important.  She was an old ship but from all his observations still in great shape.  A sound and beautiful ship.  Also curvy, sexy and experienced.

He sighed and headed to his retirement party which he had been informed of well in advance.  The Naked Gypsy was decked out for it and he smiled as he was greeted by old friends, most notably Captain Juros and Countess Borgosman. The Countess coming to a place like the Naked Gypsy spoke truly of how much she honored him. He thanked her very much for coming.  The festivities were well attended by everyone in the area.  Jeremiah had made a reputation for himself as a Captain and many respected him.  Not bad for a Space Tramp from Strouden.

Once the party was over, Madam Anabelle took him to her room and among all the benefits he had received, she told him he was always welcome in her bed.  Half price too. He thanked himself that he had spent some time staying in shape this last term.  His health was good, his pension in place, a starship in the hanger and nearly a quarter-million credits in cash in his bank account. Good shape indeed.

Now if he could just come up with a name for his ship.

Megatraveler Notes:

Start:

Free Trader Senior Captain Jeremiah Kilwood

Rank: O6 – Senior Captain   Terms Served: 4

UPP: A67A94   Age: 37  Homeworld: Strouden UWP: A-745988-D N Hi In

Skills: Pilot – 2, Navigation – 2, Engineering – 1, Legal – 1, Liaison- 2, Brawling-1, Carousing – 1, Intrusion-1, Small Blade-1, Trader-2, Broker-1, Turret Weapons-1, Zero-G Combat-1, Handgun – 1, Vacc Suit- 1, Grav Vehicle – 0, Computer – 0

Brownie Points: 9, Bonus Money: 117,500 Cr.

Year Twenty:

Roll for position availability:  9 +  for Intelligence = 10 – position available serves as Captain.

Roll for assignment: 8 + 1 for Social – 9  – Charter Assignment

Survival Roll: 10 + 1 for Pilot-2: 11  – Survives easily.

Skill Roll: 12 – Skill acquired.

Bonus:  4 + 1 for Trader-2 – 5 – No Bonus.

Roll for Skills: (1 for skill roll) – Rolls Free Trader Life Table – rolls 4  – Mental Cascade:  Chooses Education +1

Reenlistment Roll: 5 – not required to reenlist so musters out

Adds One Brownie Point for Trem Competed:

Aging Crisis: Strength: 8 (no change), Dexterity: 8 (no change), Endurance: 12 (No change)

Mustering Out: 

Pension: 4000Cr/year

Benefits: 8 (5-terms served/ 3 for rank).  Rolls Benefits table: 5+1 for rank =1 BP spent: 7 Free Trader; Rolls Benefits table: 4+1 for rank +2 BP spent: 7 Free Trader – 10 years payment; Rolls Benefits table: 6+1 for rank: 7 – Free Trader – 10 years payment (20 years total; Rolls Benefits table: 5+1 for rank + 1 BP” Free trader -10 year payment (30 years total); Rolls Benefits table: 3+1 for rank: 4 = 3BP – Free Trader: owns completely paid off Free Trader starship: Rolls Cash Table: 6+1 : 50,000, Rolls Cash Table: 6+1 : 50,000; Rolls Cash Table: 2+1 + 3 BP: 6 – 20000Cr.

Total mustering out benefits: Free Trader Starship – completely paid off.  120000Cr Cash, Pension 4000Cr/year.

Year-End:

Retired Free Trader Senior Captain Jeremiah Kilwood

Rank: O6 – Senior Captain   Terms Served: 5

UPP: A67AA4   Age: 38  Homeworld: Strouden UWP: A-745988-D N Hi In

Skills: Pilot – 2, Navigation – 2, Engineering – 1, Legal – 1, Liaison- 2, Brawling-1, Carousing – 1, Intrusion-1, Small Blade-1, Trader-2, Broker-1, Turret Weapons-1, Zero-G Combat-1, Handgun – 1, Vacc Suit- 1, Grav Vehicle – 0, Computer – 0

Money: 241,500 Cr.

Owns Free trader starship – no payments. Pension 4000Cr/year.

I remain,

The Rabyd Skald – Wandering Soul, Bard, and Philosopher. The Grey Wayfarer.

Skaal!!!

“Recovery Missions” – Space Tramp – Chapter 20 (Megatraveller Fan Fiction)

Happy Frigg and Freya’s Day!

Just a reminder this will be a week of fiction instead of the normal posts. Enjoy your holiday presents readers.

Stories:

When Jeremiah rounded the corner and The Naked Gypsy came into view, his heart was never so glad.  This year’s last assignment had been one he would not want to repeat any time soon. He had absolutely every intention of working the whole thing out of his system with several strong drinks and Anabelle’s warm embrace for the evening.

The Countess chartered his services for the year again but this time there was little change, in retrospect, of earning anything as far as a bonus.  What it did earn him was a lot of clout with the countess which he had every intention of cashing when he mustered out.  This assignment had better have earned at least that for how close he came on a couple of occasions to dying and the trouble.

It sounded simple enough.  There were several derelict vessels scattered across several systems that belonged to a now-defunct company that used to be based on Regina.  The Countess said this company was connected to her parents but she wouldn;t say how. Rather she chartered Jeremiah and his crew to pilot her own Subsidized Merchant ship to find them and then retrieve all data and possible information on what happened to all the ships.

In total, they found three ships.  All of them had been abandoned in places one might say were difficult to find unless you were specifically looking for them.  After finding ways to bypass their security systems, it was vacc suits and zero-G until they could fire up some power and activate the grav plates so they could walk around.

What they discovered is anyone’s guess but the Countess seemed very excited every time they brought aboard some stuff.  Jeremiah had to admit he did learn something this year.  How to pick open locks and open safes.  He got good at it even though he never had to look over his shoulder when he was doing it. But it was worth it as he often recovered sealed documents and sealed memory storage devices.  There were a few valuables but nothing major and each ship had an empty cargo hold.

The close call came with the second ship which was parked in an asteroid field and he had to use all his piloting skills to get close enough to connect to it.  They were almost hit by asteroids twice despite his solid maneuvering. Once they connected he used the ship’s turrets to blow some of the closest asteroids to bits and then they entered the ship. That ship looked like some fighting had taken place and they airlock was broken open so vacc suits all the way.  In retrospect, they had survived barely and Jeremiah was happy the third ship was much more friendly.

The countess thanked all of them and then told them to standby as she might have a contract for next year.  Jeremiah sighed.  He only had one year to go until he planned to muster out, so he took a deep breath and hoped that she wouldn’t try to get them killed this next year. He felt there was something shady about this last year, but he had done his job and nearly was space splatter a couple times while doing it.

Right now though he switched gears – time to find some people to drink with and then he planned on having Anabelle earn her money, perhaps even work a little overtime.  He just knew he was happy to be alive and ground side. Although that itch of boarding a ship and taking off to the stars would probably never leave him. One more year and his guild service would be complete. Independence was his goal and he was almost there.

Megatraveler Notes:

Start:

.Free Trader Senior Captain Jeremiah Kilwood

Rank: O6 – Senior Captain   Terms Served: 4

UPP: A67A94   Age: 36  Homeworld: Strouden UWP: A-745988-D N Hi In

Skills: Pilot – 2, Navigation – 2, Engineering – 1, Legal – 1, Liaison- 2, Brawling-1, Carousing – 1, Small Blade-1, Trader-2, Broker-1, Turret Weapons-1, Zero-G Combat-1, Handgun – 1, Vacc Suit- 1, Grav Vehicle – 0, Computer – 0

Brownie Points: 9, Bonus Money: 117,500 Cr.

Year Nineteen:

Roll for position availability: 10  + 1 for Intelligence = 11 – position available, serves as Captain.

Roll for assignment: 8 + 1 for Social – 9 – Charter Assignment

Survival Roll: 3 + 1 for Pilot-2: 4  – Survives barely.

Skill Roll: 6 – Skill acquired.

Bonus: 6  + 1 for Trader-2 – 7 – No Bonus.

Roll for Skills: (1 for skill roll) – Rolls Free Trader Life Table – rolls 5 – Vice Cascade: chooses Intrusion-1

Year-End:

Free Trader Senior Captain Jeremiah Kilwood

Rank: O6 – Senior Captain   Terms Served: 4

UPP: A67A94   Age: 37  Homeworld: Strouden UWP: A-745988-D N Hi In

Skills: Pilot – 2, Navigation – 2, Engineering – 1, Legal – 1, Liaison- 2, Brawling-1, Carousing – 1, Intrusion-1, Small Blade-1, Trader-2, Broker-1, Turret Weapons-1, Zero-G Combat-1, Handgun – 1, Vacc Suit- 1, Grav Vehicle – 0, Computer – 0

Brownie Points: 9, Bonus Money: 117,500 Cr.

I remain,

The Rabyd Skald – Wandering Soul, Bard, and Philosopher. The Grey Wayfarer.

Skaal!!!