Until We Meet Again
A Tale from the Time of New Worlds for 5 players
The Gennai's Tale
Ten frelling years ago (A frelling year must be a Fleet, Praise Be!, kind of year) Captain Rusted Beard and their Fleet Crew arrived on Gennai Prime. Their great metal bird even had a name, The Unconventional Introduction, and it was your unconventional introduction into the glories and the holy secrets of the Fleet! (All hail the glory of the Fleet!)
Over the course of many visits, Rusted Beard revealed even more. You were given special pre-Fleet names, to replace the disgusting original names you were given. When you go into the Fleet, you will be given Ranks, which mean a new, Fleet name! How Glorious Will Be That Day!
Rusted Beard taught you many things, including the need for sacrifice and pain. Those were hard lessons, but the Gennai persevered. We have practiced them, mastered them, and even tried to go advance to harder levels, in the hopes it will help us get into the Fleet, the Blessed Fleet, faster.
The Fleet is hard. One of their own, Corwyn, the Unbleeding Blasphemer, was banished forever, sent to a place where they will never know the glories of the Fleet again.
Rusted Beard has not been seen in a couple of frelling years.
Nevertheless, The Fleet (Praise Be!) has returned to The World We Will Leave, as was long foretold by Rusted Beard. The lights on the Tablet of Summoning are green and blinky. The fires in the depths of the metal hut were lit and the brilliant night-suns illuminated the Pad of Landing. A night of festivities and entertainments has been prepared for the guests. And then (Praise Be!) two of the Fleet stepped out of their great metal bird after it flew down from the sky!
These were new beings, different from Rusted Beard and their crew. Is this the time foretold, when we shall be taken into the Fleet, to be given Ranks and Duties, to learn the ways of the Great Birds of the Galaxy?
The children took the water they'd gathered for hours, to wash the great metal bird, the Vigorous Felicitation. Everyone agrees that it deserves a relaxing bath before its departure, since travel from another world must make its wings very tired.
The two visitors were led to the Great Thrones of the Gennai, so that they could watch the proceedings planned in their honor.
The Grand Entertainer and two other candidates took the Metals Snakes into their mouths, to shake with glorious ecstacy for the required three minutes. Once again, the Grand Entertainer stood firm, the last to remove the Metal Snake, claiming the title of M C. Alas, the spirit of Snake Charmer Asp Who Is Whole was ejected from their body and left early for the Fleet of Spirits. (Praise Be!).
The Grand Entertainer waved to the Master Culinarian, who sawed off the Sacrificial Grasper Arm of Conically Tapered Skull, along with the Middle Digits from the Operative Grasper Arms of seven volunteers. Scented herbs and other choice morsels were stirred into this glorious sacrifice of godmeet! All praise to the Fleet! The Fleet will heal them and make them whole! The Culinarian was only burned two or three times from the random jets of fire from the oven.
It was going magnificently well until Corwyn, the Unbleeding Blasphemer, interrupted, racing in from the brush, to steal from the plate of godmeet placed before the exalted Fleet beings! Fortunately, the Grand Entertainer grabbed a Metal Snake and stunned the Unbleeding Blasphemer into submission, before they could eat much of the godmeet.
How could the Blasphemer be here?
Please let this rude interruption not prevent the Gennai people from ascension into the Ranks of the Fleet, as the Rusted Beard once promised. All praise the Fleet!
The name of "the Fleet" is holy. Whenever anyone mentions "the Fleet," you should give praise, raise your hands, abase yourself, or make some such reaction about the most sacred thing you know of.