Huge shoutout to Rixx Javix and the gang. I also have an alt in Lucifer’s Hammer, A Band Apart. However, I have taken on the role of editor of Signal Cartel’s Group Blog, so I’ll be tending to that, encouraging others to write and post, and when I do get that itch to write, I’ll do so there instead.Īnd as a player? Well, it just so happens, if you’ve read my blog you’ll know, I do have another character in Signal Cartel, so I’m still playing. Even if she should become an active character again, I doubt I would restart the blog. For now she’s retired in Saisio, but who knows what the future may hold.Īs for this blog, I’ll keep it online, but not active, this will be my last post. I’ve jokingly said she’s selling memorial snow globes at the gift shop. I’m happy, she’s happy, we’re both content. OOC: So what will I do with Katia now? I created her with the sole purpose to visit all of New Eden, that was her story, that was her arch, and now she is done. Perhaps I’ll stargaze a little while longer, breathe in the light, and say goodbye.’ ‘Aue, I am a dreamer like my Grandfather before me. ‘He kākano ahau i ruia mai i Rangiātea.’ I am a seed which was sown in the heavens of Rangiatea. The time was right for a visit of my own, but what now? Where do I go from here? Local traffic in Saisio still had a fair amount of activity, but now it was mostly folks going about with their daily business rather than touring the monument. I waited to come here after the celebrations and visitations had faded. I smile and reply with my thoughts, ‘I know, it’s an Achurian proverb basically meaning my success shouldn’t be given to me alone, as it wasn’t an individual success, but rather the success of a group effort – Signal Cartel.’ “I’m sorry Captain Sae, I’m unable to translate that language.” Allison points out. ‘Ehara taku toa, he takitahi, he toa takitini.’ I think of the old Achurian (Māori) proverb. When it was time to find home, I knew my way.
She’s returned home a different person than when she left those many years ago, but much like how she’s anchored here in Saisio, I’m grounded by the memory of my ancestors. It’s hard to explain, it’s rather surreal, gazing on a monumental construction as large as the highest mountains on Achura, my home world, with its likeness as your own. ‘Who is she? Where has she been?’ I think to myself, even though I know the answer to those questions. Like the Astero in the palm of her hand, I too, or technically my ship, is cloaked silently drifting in the darkness. Suspended in my pod in goo aboard Voyager off the Abagawa gate in Saisio, I gaze or rather technically my camera drones focus in on the statue before me.
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