Gittern (Planet)

Affiliation:  Imperium

Native Race:  None

Main Weapon Produced:  None

Main Ship Produced:   None

Description:  Arguably one of the most interesting planets yet discovered.  Due to a unique combination of planet rotation speed and proximity to various solar bodies, the seasons on Gittern change at an extremely rapid pace.  Each "day" on Gittern lasts about eight standard hours and the seasons change about every three days.

With the constant switching between thick snow storms, rain and intense heat, the only native inhabitants to Gittern are several species of fungus.  The fungus seems to have no trouble adapting to the rapid changing environment.

Technically under Imperium jurisdiction, this unique planet serves a unique role for Imperium troops: it is used as for survival training when cadets finish their year of basic training.  The cadets are dropped off with only the most basic of supplies and are expected to survive for two standard weeks.  Those that do become full-fledged members of the Imperium military and must serve for another four years to complete the mandatory service requirement.

According to Plan (Adventure) - Gorg Chum Saga 4

His meeting with Calen Natari had gone better than he had expected.  She was a fascinating young woman; both observant and thorough.  Precisely the sort of qualities he needed for such a delicate mission.

Everything was going according to plan.  It was only a matter of time before Calen was able to root out his enemies.  And it was his job now to distract the board and local law enforcement.  Trying to keep news of an outsider such as Calen under wraps would be no small feat.  But... not impossible.

In the end, the effort would be worth it.  He refused to let his planet fall prey to the Imperium as so many others had done.  So long as Calen was successful, the end would justify the means.  

The Real Work Begins (Adventure) - Reuben Calloway Saga 8

In the few hours Reuben had to himself before being shipped off to Special Assault Corp training, he was able to vid-comm his parents.  They had been thrilled by the news of his assignment.  It was the kind of news every Imperium parent hoped to hear from their child.

Their approval had made Reuben burst with pride.  Finally it felt like he was doing something with his life.  Things could only go up from here.

The shuttle finally arrived to pick up the next batch of cadets to their respective assignments.  The trip to the Special Assault training grounds was surprisingly short.  Reuben could feel the other trainees staring at him when he was the only one to leave the shuttle at this stop.

I wonder what they are thinking of me?

The large building looming before him was clearly labeled the command center.  The guard stationed out front told Reuben with a smirk that Sergent Bamtrob's office was down the hallway, second door on the left.

Though the guard was too well trained to say anything else, Reuben could tell the guard was silently laughing at him.  As if to say: "there's the office, it's your funeral."

With trepidation Ruben walked to the office and knocked.  A voice bade him to enter and he walked in confidently hoping his body language would cover up the uncertainty he truly felt.

To his surprise, there was no one sitting at the desk.

"Sergent Bamtrob...?"

Before he even had a chance to look around a grip of iron grabbed him from behind and threw him to the ground with bruising force.

Reuben felt the breath get knocked out of his lungs and his vision was momentarily blurred.  It was apparently a moment too long because his assailant was instantly upon him, pinning his arms and pushing a knife against his throat.  If his attacker so much as twitched, the blade would pierce his skin.

"Are you Cadet Calloway?"

"Yes," Reuben croaked out, not daring to move.

"I'm Sergent Bamtrob and today your real work begins starting with replacing ever instinct you've ever had."

Overlooked (Adventure) - Uxel Herum Saga 1

The soliders always overlooked her.  If only they knew.  It would serve them right.

Uxel's eyes darted to left and right.  The Imperium soldiers thought they were so high and mighty.  They called her people bird faces or flock of freaks.  Like having feathers made you lesser.

If only they knew what she knew.

She really couldn't understand how the flightless could get so superior.  They were probably just angry about being stuck on land.

The Imperium didn't bother her much.  She was, after all, just a lowly merchant.  For all they knew.

Her eyes darted around again and she quickly glanced up and down.

But she had now intention of being a lowly merchant forever.  She knew things now.  She had figured out what the Imperium was really up to.  And she was going to make a tidy profit from it.

She just had to figure out who would want to pay to know what she knew.