Baljet

The money eventually ran out.

The credit dried up.

Barmen started talking about 'Collateral' and other dirty words like 'payment', then the doorman got involved.

It was, quite clearly, time to leave. While fleeing for the spaceport with a purloined bottle of something green under one arm a plan formed! While Mining in deep space no one had ever spoken to him in such unpleasant tones. He would return to the roids and heed their call


Baljet still reels from the collapse and ruin of his former Corporate Empire. Following a prodigal return from an epic crawl across the underside of the galaxy, during which he accumilated several life-times worth of debt. He struggles to relearn his profession as he combats three years worth of hangover and he must relearn it soon. For the Debtors are coming, as surely as he could do with another drink.

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