The Mandoleer’s Folly hummed with renewed purpose as it was designated the base of operations for the rescue mission. On the bridge, Captain Spacedawg Pauly
Birth Name: PaulyCurrent Alias: Spacedawg PaulySpecies: Human-Canine HybridDate of Birth: February 22, 1973Place of Birth: Washington, D.C., United States, Earth, Sol SystemOccupations: Former Chef, Brewer, Distiller, Garden Worker, Apprentice Cobbler; Current First Mate on the Mandoleer's Folly, Lieutenant in the Royal Canadian Space Cavalry (RCSC) Overview Spacedawg Pauly is a unique entity whose life story spans both Earth and the... More addressed his crew, determination etched into every line of his face.
“We have to find Princess Dagbjort,” Spacedawg said, his voice steady. “We need to understand who’s behind this and why.”
Renée Lachapelle
Inspector Renée Lachapelle is a distinguished officer who currently heads the joint anti-crime task force between the local Constabulary and the Royal Canadian Space Cavalry (RCSC) on Montreal Prime. Renowned for her sharp investigative skills and unwavering commitment, Lachapelle plays a pivotal role in maintaining law and order in the Quebec Sector of the Canadian Expanse. Early Life and Background... More and Major J.J. SmithJohn Jacob Smith is a seasoned police officer from Georgetown, known for his bravery and unique involvement in managing time anomalies. He has become a pivotal figure in handling temporal disturbances, working undercover as Agent 93 for a secretive organization tasked with protecting the temporal integrity of his environment. Early Career and Experiences John Jacob Smith has been a fixture... More headed to the site of the abduction on Ottawa Prime. The area was cordoned off, and Renée immediately began a meticulous examination of the scene.
“Look here,” Renée pointed out. “Signs of a struggle. Dagbjort didn’t go without a fight.”
J.J. nodded, his gaze scanning the surroundings. “We need to find witnesses. Someone must have seen something.”
Back on the Mandoleer’s Folly, Ezra Miner
Name: Ezra MinerAlias: "The Gentleman Pirate"Birthplace: Ontario SectorAge: Mid-50sOccupation: Former train robber, now a cunning space pirate and master thiefAffiliations: Independent; known to work with various criminal syndicates when it suits his interests Early Life Ezra Miner was born in the Ontario Sector into a modest family. From a young age, Miner exhibited a keen mind and a rebellious spirit,... More was reaching out to his extensive network within the criminal underworld. He knew exactly where to probe for information about such a high-profile abduction.
In a dimly lit bar, Ezra leaned over to one of his contacts. “I need information on a high-profile abduction that happened on Ottawa Prime. Anything you’ve got.”
The contact nodded, slipping Ezra a data chip. “This might help. But be careful, the people involved don’t mess around.”
Back aboard the Mandoleer’s Folly, the team convened to share their findings. The tension was palpable when an urgent message came through. The hologram flickered to life, but the figure was obscured by darkness.
“Spacedawg,” the distorted voice sneered. “You don’t deserve Princess Dagbjort. If you want her back, you’ll have to fight for her. A duel, hand-to-hand. The Malm Herith.”
Spacedawg’s eyes narrowed. “Who are you? Show yourself!”
The figure ignored the demand. “Meet me in the Resolute System. I’ll send the coordinates. Prepare yourself, Captain. This is a fight to the death.”
The message cut off abruptly, leaving the crew in stunned silence. Spacedawg turned to Njord, seeking clarity.
“Njord, what’s a Malm Herith?”
Njord’s face grew grim. “It’s an ancient Canis tradition. A duel to settle disputes, often not lethal but can be if one of the combatants insists. It’s barbaric, but legal under certain conditions. This man wants it to end in death.”
Spacedawg clenched his fists. “We’re going to the Resolute System. I’m not losing Dagbjort.”
As the Mandoleer’s Folly set course for the Resolute System, Njord approached Spacedawg. “Do you need training in hand-to-hand combat? This duel will be unlike anything you’ve faced.”
Spacedawg shook his head. “I have my ways.” He pointed at the formidable axe mounted on the wall, Fyrs-Ond. “Watch this.”
He held out his hand, and the axe flew to him, as if recognizing its master. Njord’s eyes widened. “That looks like an early Canis design. These weapons choose their wielders based on their sense of justice. Only someone with a noble heart can wield it.”
Spacedawg nodded. “Then it seems I was destined for this.”
Njord smiled faintly. “You must be royalty, Spacedawg. The axe recognizes you as such. Let’s hope it’s right.”
The Mandoleer’s Folly and its escorts surged through space towards the Resolute System. The crew prepared for the upcoming battle, each member knowing the stakes were higher than ever.
Spacedawg stood on the bridge, looking out at the stars. “We’re coming, Dagbjort. Hold on.”
As the ship drew closer to its destination, the weight of the mission settled over the crew. They knew they had to rescue Princess Dagbjort and thwart the rogue faction’s plans. The fate of the Canadian Expanse and their future depended on it.
