OK ... well ... it's not usable as is, and defiantly not publishable.
I don’t really understand what it's about. I can guess that the job is to go find something, and that it's against the clock.
I get that there are different people wanting it (or something slightly different) and that they will interfere with the PCs getting it if they can. The extent of the interference is not provided, some interference might be just legal stuff some might not be; it's unclear.
I get that the Patron is underselling the value of it to the PCs, so the PCs can ask for more, but it's not clear what it is or what it's worth.
I wouldn't even know how to go about editing this to make it a viable Amber Zone.
Just reading it is hard for me due to my dyslexia because the language is all over the place, using some type of slang/dialect/word usage that is just beyond, well just beyond ...
Anyway drop it like it's hot ...
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For the fallen in the cause of the free:
"When I go home I will tell of them and say,
For our tomorrow, They gave their today."
My spelling is entirerly due to dyslexia, typos, and poetic license
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Subject: [TML] ADVENTURE: THE SURVEY WAFER - FOR COMMENT
Please read and comment.
To some extent, I'd like you to put yourself in my seat - this has been submitted for publication, and the question is whether it's workable as-is, needs work, or is unsalvageable. I'd like _detailed_ critiques, from grammar and usage to premise, plan, execution, et cetera. I will discuss the reason I am asking for this at a later date.
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A short adventure seed for Classic Traveller (1981). System-light, so any edition can use it.
SITUATION
Clybourne (C554554-6) is a cold little port with one industry left: habit.
Forty years ago the Clybourne charter company folded, and its master survey
-- the only complete record of the system's belts, routes, and registrations -- went down with the charter vessel Kiln on an airless moon the port calls 'the Same'. The colonial charter expires in three weeks unless the survey is restored to the record. The Starport Authority calls this a paperwork problem. Everyone who lives on Clybourne knows it is their whole future.
One wafer survived the Kiln. Whoever brings it dock-side owns the week.
BACKGROUND (WHAT'S REALLY GOING ON)
The wafer holds more than maps. It carries the coordinates of the original
seed-vaults: the stores set aside for a recolonization that never came.
Sold quietly, that list is worth about Cr 10,000 to the wrong buyer. Held out in the open, it is leverage over a colony that never knew it had options. Alda Venn has known that for years, and has spent them trying to reach the wreck first.
THE PATRON
Alda Venn, archivist of the Clybourne Heritage Office. She hires the team to reach the wreck, retrieve the wafer, and deliver it dock-side.
Terms: Cr 3,000 in advance, Cr 3,000 on delivery, plus Cr 1,500 if the seal is intact. Cr 7,500, clean, for a night's work.
Her blind spot: she does not volunteer what the wafer carries. Ask her directly and she deflects once, then answers honestly -- the coordinates are the part she actually wants. On a strong reaction she will offer the crew a share of the vault. She will not offer a share of the credit.
OPPOSITION
Harrow Salvage holds the wreck's claim, and the claim lapses unless their tug takes physical possession by dawn. Harrow is not criminal. They are simply faster on paper, and they have the law on their side of the counter.
If the player-characters get there first, Harrow's remedy is civil, not
violent: the claim, and the salvage log at Clybourne control, are the only witnesses. Bury the log entry and the claim never happened. Keep it honest and the fight moves to lawyers Venn pays for -- which is another way to win, at a different price.
THE LOCALS
Pip Noyer -- port dispatcher. Knows launch windows, traffic, and whose tug is warm. Checks the log on the hour, every hour, and retells everything she reads by the next shift. Friendly, sharp, incorruptible, indiscreet.
Wren Olliphant -- ranger. Walked the Same for two seasons and still keeps the charts. Knows the hatch-down approach, which lockers open by serial and year, and when the rockfall fields run active. Trades nothing for credits; trades everything for respect.
Bastian Crowe -- broker. Buys and sells data. Already knows the wafer is out there, because he sold the rumor twice and tipped Harrow for a finder's fee. Will sell the team anything, will sell the team out for the same price.
THE RUN
2200 -- Meet Venn at the port canteen. Sign or walk. This is the last clean moment to counter-offer: the crew can ask for more, ask what is really on the wafer, or ask for a cut of the vault. Whatever they leave on the table now is what the night will test.
0000 -- Lift. Two hours out, no traffic but Harrow's tug shadowing long enough to be noticed.
0200 -- On the surface. The hatch is down. Getting in is cold work in vacuum -- a Strength throw or a Vacc Suit check at the referee's call. A cutter works, but the glow carries a long way in the dark, and someone is always watching the dark.
0300 -- Scavengers arrive. They always do. One reaction roll decides whether they bolt, bargain, or dig in.
0400 -- The locker, and the log. Access is logged automatically. Burying the entry is quiet Admin work, done in the dark, without the log noticing.
It is also the exact moment where the job stops being retrieval and becomes something else.
0600 -- Dock before the log rolls. The claim lives or dies on when the wheels touch, and on what the log says about the night.
POSSIBLE SOLUTIONS
1. Deliver it sealed. Cr 7,500, clean. The charter is renewed, Venn gets her archive, no one goes to court, and the seed-vaults stay sleeping. The easy ending, if the crew read the dossier and ran the clock.
2. Crack it and sell the coordinates. Ten thousand more, if the log stays buried and the buyer stays quiet. The vault becomes leverage over a colony that never knew it had one -- and the buyer is not the kind of person who stays quiet.
3. Tell Venn the truth -- that the archive lives on what it guards -- and let her decide. A patron remembers the crew that handed her the hard choice instead of the quiet one.
4. Sell the position to Harrow instead: a finder's fee for a wreck that is already open. Smaller money, no log crimes, one very angry archivist.
5. Arrive late and let it be honest. The log stands, Harrow's claim stands, and the fight moves to lawyers. Slow, expensive, clean -- and Venn will still need someone who can find things.
REFEREE'S NOTES
Keep the clock visible. The run is the adventure; the wreck is just where it happens. Every beat is cheap to resolve and expensive to skip.
The interesting choice is not the wafer. It is the log. Decide ahead of time what the crew's world looks like after each answer, and let them choose with a full set of facts -- or with the facts they bothered to collect in the canteen.
Clybourne is portable: any small port with an archive problem and a wreck within a few hours' flight will do. The UPP above is a suggestion. The clock is not.
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