Ah, the spaceport. Kinda like the docks, but these ships were much bigger, much more advanced. Despite this though the entire area was dirty, not just in the sense it was covered in grime. No. There were things that lived here, existed here that shouldn't have ever been on this world. The slime of bad feeling flowed through this place at all times, but at night you could almost feel it on your very skin. An invisible coating of disturbing ideas was as close as you could come to it.
This place had many stories, some well known. Some not so well known or just not believed. Some of the crew members will tell you that this is one of the weirdest places they have been to. Dark and dingy, even in the daylight something never seemed right about it.
One of these stories, is new. Well, new to this port anyway. Everybody knows it, some people even know somebody who has a friend who has experienced it themselves, take that for what it's worth.
The guardians of the place dismiss this and every other urban legend of the place, for they have so much more to deal with in the form of actual threats that everybody has good reason to fear. But the story usually goes something like this.
In the Old, dark parts of the place, there exists a voice on the wind. A sad and lonely voice of an old being. Nobody knows what it is. But all agree that it is very old. They say. "Ignore the voice." If you hear it on the unnatural wind that travels at night. Ignore it if you can. It supposedly always sounds in need of help. Despite the harsh world most of the people that live here deal with everyday, ignoring a plea for help is sometimes harder then it seems for most people.
What the thing is, nobody knows. Mysteries of the Spaceport are many and its secrets run very deep. But the biggest mystery of all is the victims of the would be helpers of the voice. People go missing, and nobody ever talks about it. Anybody who goes to the aid of this mysterious voice, is never seen again. The story officially is that these people are recruited onto ships as temporary crew members. This happens sometimes, on the fly like they said. But as usual. The story sometimes doesn't make sense. And the mysterious, and gruesome messes found in these said alleyways the following morning have no real reasoning behind them. The only thing that can done is the clean up, and go on with your life.
So, if you are ever walking down the street late at night, or at anytime. And you hear a voice on the wind calling for help, go assist that call at your own peril, because something terrible might be waiting for you at the end of your search and you may never be heard from again.
Such is the Legacy of the Whisperer in the Dark.
This place had many stories, some well known. Some not so well known or just not believed. Some of the crew members will tell you that this is one of the weirdest places they have been to. Dark and dingy, even in the daylight something never seemed right about it.
One of these stories, is new. Well, new to this port anyway. Everybody knows it, some people even know somebody who has a friend who has experienced it themselves, take that for what it's worth.
The guardians of the place dismiss this and every other urban legend of the place, for they have so much more to deal with in the form of actual threats that everybody has good reason to fear. But the story usually goes something like this.
In the Old, dark parts of the place, there exists a voice on the wind. A sad and lonely voice of an old being. Nobody knows what it is. But all agree that it is very old. They say. "Ignore the voice." If you hear it on the unnatural wind that travels at night. Ignore it if you can. It supposedly always sounds in need of help. Despite the harsh world most of the people that live here deal with everyday, ignoring a plea for help is sometimes harder then it seems for most people.
What the thing is, nobody knows. Mysteries of the Spaceport are many and its secrets run very deep. But the biggest mystery of all is the victims of the would be helpers of the voice. People go missing, and nobody ever talks about it. Anybody who goes to the aid of this mysterious voice, is never seen again. The story officially is that these people are recruited onto ships as temporary crew members. This happens sometimes, on the fly like they said. But as usual. The story sometimes doesn't make sense. And the mysterious, and gruesome messes found in these said alleyways the following morning have no real reasoning behind them. The only thing that can done is the clean up, and go on with your life.
So, if you are ever walking down the street late at night, or at anytime. And you hear a voice on the wind calling for help, go assist that call at your own peril, because something terrible might be waiting for you at the end of your search and you may never be heard from again.
Such is the Legacy of the Whisperer in the Dark.