Field reports from the Stanton system. Trade runs, close calls, discoveries — and the occasional highly illogical decision, recorded for posterity.
Every captain worth their quantum fuel keeps a log. After years of flying, trading and collecting my way across Stanton, it's time this one had a proper home. Consider this entry zero — the archive starts now.
Expect reports from the trade lanes, notes on new hulls joining the fleet, and honest accounts of the decisions that seemed brilliant at the time.
The manifest officially cleared two hundred registered ships today. Somewhere between the first Starfarer and this morning's paperwork, "a couple of ships" became a fleet. No regrets. Well — few regrets.
Papers stamped. As of today I'm a citizen of the United Empire of Earth, cleared for operations in the Stanton system. First order of business: cargo. Second order of business: more cargo.