Star Trek: The Kazon Crucible
So, I'm sitting around with some friends, talkin' Trek games. Haven't run one in years and there's the start of an itch in there. I've never run CODA, but have everything but the Mirror Universe eBook. I've never run anything Voyager connected--but immediately dismissed the idea of yet another displaced Federation or Alpha Quadrant ship. Then one of the other guys utters the fateful words, "Why don't you run a Kazon campaign?" snickers all around the table.
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oh you stupid sonsovbeeches, what have you done?
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And I was off! (prolly in more ways than one).
The Setting: Ocampa homeworld, all characters are members of the Kazon Ogla sect. Young, ambitious, they have sworn a blood pact to work together to raise their fortunes. (cardinal rule: NO intra-party conflict! not negotiable.)
Ground Rule: only one non-Kazon PC allowed. (otherwise they will all run, not walk, to get away from playing a Kazon character.)
Types of adventures?
Off the top of my head, expeditions into the ruined cities of the ancient Ocampa. After a thousand years, no tech is likely to be found, but art works and other examples of material culture may well still be there. The Kazon don't value such things, but the Talaxian free traders and Sikarian dilettantes who pass by will pay a pretty bucket of the H2O for them.
So there's dangerous...treks...to the ruins, surviving the harsh environment, collapses, dust storms. and more likely rival gangs looking for treasures as well, or out to loot them from anyone lucky enough to find something valuable. (Combat Archaeology!)
There's "haunted" ruins, where intruders hear disembodied voices uttering dire curses and gory threats (Ocampa who have reached the surface using telepathy to try to scare off the "barbarians".)
There's Viidian organ-raiders looking for anyone isolated and vulnerable enough to be donor-ized.
There's the invisible, bloodthirsty murdering Thing that dwells in the ruins. (A Jem'Hadar survivor of a Dominion ship plucked and discarded by the Caretaker)
Want an Elder God of unspeakable form lurking in some cavern beneath a dead city? No problem! Not all the Nacene are charitable nice type sentients. Once the Caretaker is dead, one of them has slipped back to the planet with ill intent.
Eventually, the pack will gain enough Renown to merit their own raider-shuttle and take to plundering the stars!
There were stunned looks and uncomfortable coughs, but I have two tentative takers and a couple other prospects.
now, say it with me..."MWAH HAAA HAAAA HAAAAH!"