"Arrr! Starfield’s sky be a jumbled mess, choices for yer captives be as tangled as a sailor’s beard!"
2024-10-04
Avast ye scallywags! A ruckus brews in the Zealous Overreach Starfield—a hostage hootin' that needs settlin'! Grab yer cutlasses and let’s swab the decks of this pickle, or we'll be walkin' the plank ourselves! Arrr!
Avast ye hearties! Gather 'round, ye scallywags, for I bring tidings of a most curious calamity in the far-flung Zealous Overreach Starfield! Aye, it be a hostage situation most dire, where brave souls be trapped like sardines in a barrel, and the stench be risin’ faster than a ship caught in a tempest! Arrr, ye can smell the trouble from leagues away!