EPISODE · Mar 25, 2026 · 3 MIN
2.05 - Satellite of Jamoor
from Grave Orbits · host Conundrum and Esoterica
[Transcript]Job is on relay from the neighboring quadrant on behalf of the Commune of Yistoff. I think their Wrot is trying to make paths into Vikoor culture here but so have half a dozen other worms over the last million years. I’m not worried.What does get my head scratchin’ are the details. Salvage brief the Commune relayed through our contact on Vikoor didn’t have much. Metallic, we know that much. Artificial is likely though the size is what I’m concerned with. If it’s a station, that’s a lot of material and a huge windfall. But Wrot’s aren’t known to be generous.Thing gains some definition on the scopes as the diaphragm drops on the far side of Jamoor, one of the outer twelve planets. Gas giant rich in neon and krypton. The noble gases flash along Jamoor’s surface as we arc across to its dark side. Lightning storms the size of continents blast away in the nebulous clouds below, the splintered forks bright orange and blistering white in the exotic atmosphere.20 kilometers to contact. In the shadow of the planet there’s no visual so the scanners are our guide. Not a station, that’s for sure. But if it’s a ship I ain’t ever seen its like. There is something haunting in how familiar it is, though. I bring us alongside, kick on the floods. Brutal looking. Rows and rows of mechanical teeth and judging from the ratios of gears and servos, the thing has enough torque to crack a small moon. Drills and excavators and dredging equipment up and down and around. There’s a bang in the back of our ship. That ball of iron I have by my sarcophagus is rolling on the ground. Then slams into the side of the ship, magnetized. Then whatever is outside comes to life. The vast stretches of jagged machinery roar into motion. The iron ball groans as it dents the vitro plastic steel of the hull and Zery has to help me fight with the controls to fly us away from the kilometer long shredded belt that’s just come back to life.Back on the far side of Jamoor the iron ball stops actin’ on its own. I’ll need to stow it with a friend back on Vikoor 6. Before today, I didn’t know Calradian machines could tell when they’re near their home moon, no matter how little of it is left.
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[Transcript]Job is on relay from the neighboring quadrant on behalf of the Commune of Yistoff. I think their Wrot is trying to make paths into Vikoor culture here but so have half a dozen other worms over the last million years. I’m not worried.What does get my head scratchin’ are the details. Salvage brief the Commune relayed through our contact on Vikoor didn’t have much. Metallic, we know that much. Artificial is likely though the size is what I’m concerned with. If it’s a station, that’s a lot of material and a huge windfall. But Wrot’s aren’t known to be generous.Thing gains some definition on the scopes as the diaphragm drops on the far side of Jamoor, one of the outer twelve planets. Gas giant rich in neon and krypton. The noble gases flash along Jamoor’s surface as we arc across to its dark side. Lightning storms the size of continents blast away in the nebulous clouds below, the splintered forks bright orange and blistering white in the exotic atmosphere.20 kilometers to contact. In the shadow of the planet there’s no visual so the scanners are our guide. Not a station, that’s for sure. But if it’s a ship I ain’t ever seen its like. There is something haunting in how familiar it is, though. I bring us alongside, kick on the floods. Brutal looking. Rows and rows of mechanical teeth and judging from the ratios of gears and servos, the thing has enough torque to crack a small moon. Drills and excavators and dredging equipment up and down and around. There’s a bang in the back of our ship. That ball of iron I have by my sarcophagus is rolling on the ground. Then slams into the side of the ship, magnetized. Then whatever is outside comes to life. The vast stretches of jagged machinery roar into motion. The iron ball groans as it dents the vitro plastic steel of the hull and Zery has to help me fight with the controls to fly us away from the kilometer long shredded belt that’s just come back to life.Back on the far side of Jamoor the iron ball stops actin’ on its own. I’ll need to stow it with a friend back on Vikoor 6. Before today, I didn’t know Calradian machines could tell when they’re near their home moon, no matter how little of it is left.
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