conversations.from: system
conversations.value: Once again, Rome is beset by civil war.  But this time, the fighting will take place among the stars. 
   
  Setting: The story is an alternate history/science fiction drama which takes place in the 22nd Century AD. It is the sequel to 
  [Romans In Space!](https://storium.com/game/romans-in-space/chapter-8/scene-3)
  
  Rome never fell.
   
  By the end of the Twentieth Century AD, although not *complete* master of the world, her dominions were vast, and her military, economic and technological superiority went unquestioned. Rome’s earthly hegemony secure,  the Empire began turning their vision skyward…
   
  It is now AD 2129, and Roman scientists have unlocked the secrets of interstellar travel. With the invention of *Quam Celerius Lucem* (QCL) Drives, Roman vessels have established Colonia Proxima Centauri, a habitable world populated by primitive barbarians who were easily overcome.   Rome’s first encounter with an advanced civilization (the Pomeranii) did not go well.  After a brief and violent war, Rome has just concluded an armistice with the canine-like aliens.  An initial exchange of technology and diplomats is about to take place, and it is likely that Rome and the Pomeranii will soon become allies, joining forces against a far more serious threat:  the Formix. 
   
  Just as the crew of the Imperial Roman Warship Stella Nova was about to depart on a diplomatic mission to the Pomeranii home system, the old Emperor died.  Almost immediately, legions on Proxima Centauri hailed their governor, Marcus Labienus Crassus, as Emperor.  This illegal act immediately triggered a civil war, the first the Empire has suffered in two centuries.  As one of the few ships in the sector still loyal to the true Emperor, Stella Nova was forced to flee.
   
  Join the crew of Stella Nova as they ferry the royal heir of the Pomeranii to his homeworld, then attempt to fight their way back to friendly territory in a desperate attempt to keep the traitor Crassus from marching on Rome!
  
  **IMPORTANT:** This is a fairly complex game.  Luckily for you, there's a Player Guide which will explain everything you need to know!  Find it here:  https://drive.google.com/file/d/0BzHfdwJCJsJcTHZPWDRDbGZua1k/view?usp=sharing
   
  
  **Any Questions?*  email me at tacronicus.cornelius@gmail.com
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A veteran of interstellar travel from the first generation of FTL-capable starships.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Experienced
  
  Suggested Weakness: Stubborn
conversations.prefix: Veteran Astronaut:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A green newbie embarking on an interstellar mission for the first time.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Intrepid
  
  Suggested Weakness: Inexperienced
conversations.prefix: Rookie Astronaut:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Curious and cautious, eager to explore the cosmos and live to tell the tales.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Highly Perceptive
  
  Suggested Weakness: Hesitant
conversations.prefix: Science Officer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A capable officer used to all-night shifts overseeing ship functions and information systems.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Great Endurance
  
  Suggested Weakness: Brutish
conversations.prefix: Operations Chief:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Brilliant and inventive but still not used to the stresses of actual interstellar travel.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Brilliant Mind
  
  Suggested Weakness: Queasy
conversations.prefix: Engineering Officer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The responsibility for the safety of the ship rests here, in good hands.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Athletic Physique
  
  Suggested Weakness: Untrusting
conversations.prefix: Weapons Officer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Trained in xenolinguistics and alien cultures to make allies and history throughout the galaxy.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Charismatic
  
  Suggested Weakness: Stubborn
conversations.prefix: Communications Officer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your mission is to help humanity explore the stars so your people don’t have to take the risk.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Intrepid
  
  Suggested Weakness: Secretive
conversations.prefix: Alien Diplomat:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Humanity’s not ready for what’s out here. You are.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Military Training
  
  Suggested Weakness: Brutish
conversations.prefix: Alien Commando:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: State-of-the-art in earthly robotics and artificial intelligence, programmed for calm precision.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Sturdy Robot Body
  
  Suggested Weakness: Limited Emotional Capability
conversations.prefix: Support Robot:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Fit, strong, and agile.
conversations.prefix: Athletic Physique:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You’re inventive and insightful, nimble and powerful of mind.
conversations.prefix: Brilliant Mind:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You’re quick to detect social cues and physical clues.
conversations.prefix: Highly Perceptive:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Adventurous and bold.
conversations.prefix: Intrepid:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A rigid training regimen has prepared you for a dangerous life.
conversations.prefix: Military Training:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Long nights, bad food, and rough rides are no problem for you.
conversations.prefix: Great Endurance:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Friendly and approachable or intimidating and stern, whatever the situation calls for.
conversations.prefix: Charismatic:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Education is your great advantage.
conversations.prefix: Well Educated:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You’ve seen things the others wouldn’t believe.
conversations.prefix: Experienced:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Exceptional artificial design and construction make you strong and sturdy.
conversations.prefix: Sturdy Robot Body:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Rough rides and variable gravity don’t agree with you.
conversations.prefix: Queasy:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Difficult to divert and slow to change.
conversations.prefix: Stubborn:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sometimes it’s fear, sometimes doubt.
conversations.prefix: Hesitant:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Sharing things has gotten you hurt before.
conversations.prefix: Secretive:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Pain and stress cut you especially deep.
conversations.prefix: Sensitive:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Blunt and direct.
conversations.prefix: Brutish:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Not so much for you with the talking.
conversations.prefix: Socially Awkward:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Others have let you down. It’ll happen again.
conversations.prefix: Untrusting:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your experience is limited... for now.
conversations.prefix: Inexperienced:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your software brain is designed to limit and regulate emotional responses.
conversations.prefix: Limited Emotional Capability:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You want to be remembered. You want to make a dent in history.
conversations.prefix: Secure Your Future:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Reclaim a site or planet from the likes of gluttonous alien prospectors for the glory of Earth.
conversations.prefix: Steal A Claim Back From Alien Rivals:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Earn a promotion and further your career.
conversations.prefix: Get Promoted:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Colleagues in the fleet have been slain by “Riser.” Maybe the *Dauntless* can end that pirate.
conversations.prefix: Get Revenge Against The Pirate Called Riser:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your faith encompasses all that outside of your knowledge. As your knowledge goes, must your faith shrink?
conversations.prefix: Faith Versus Knowledge:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Peace comes through superior power. Make humanity safer by making humanity stronger.
conversations.prefix: Safety From Danger:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You lost your confidence—in yourself, in humanity, in something—and you’re out here to get it back.
conversations.prefix: Recover What’s Lost:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Humanity’s destiny is near. Answers are out there. Will you know them when you see them?
conversations.prefix: Human Destiny:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: No species is alone. The future of sentience is in the mingling and cooperation of species. Make peace where you can.
conversations.prefix: Not Alone:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You want the respect of the commodore of the fleet. You need it. But why?
conversations.prefix: Earn Star Commander Fitzcurtis’s Respect:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Be the first to discover a new species of fauna heretofore unseen by humankind.
conversations.prefix: Encounter A New Life-Form:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can make this ship operate faster, more efficiently, for the betterment of all. Make it happen.
conversations.prefix: Perfect the Stella Exactoris...and everything else!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Get over your fear of deep space by making it through a spacewalk in the field.
conversations.prefix: Spacewalk:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Achieve popularity among the crew. Respect can come later.
conversations.prefix: Be A Star:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What is the Harbinger trying to say and where does that message originate? Find out.
conversations.prefix: Discover the Source of the Harbinger Message:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Space is big but most planets are claimed by aliens or difficult to mine. Stake a valuable claim.
conversations.prefix: Stake A Claim on a Precious New World:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your old lover is on the colony on Clotho. This may be your last chance patch things up.
conversations.prefix: Reunite With Your Lover on Clotho:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Human relations with alien cultures are vital to our survival. Build a meaningful bridge.
conversations.prefix: Build A Friendship with an Alien Colleague:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can’t prove it—not yet—but you’re sure the company has bought someone in the mission.
conversations.prefix: Reveal the OmniColony Mole on the Ship:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your brother didn’t make the cut. Get something to send him so he can touch the cosmos.
conversations.prefix: Send Home an Artifact:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Standard Earthling survival suit with state-of-the-art life-support tech embedded. Bulky.
conversations.prefix: Hostile-Environment Suit:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Hand-held but hefty scanning equipment. Sophisticated, expensive, delicate.
conversations.prefix: Portable Scanner Array:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Typical alert beacon for laying claim to an asteroid, planetoid, or other stellar body.
conversations.prefix: Planetary Stake Beacon:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This direct communicator is hardened against EM attacks and keyed specially for the *Dauntless*.
conversations.prefix: Long-Range Satellite-Free Communicator:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: An even bulkier, armored version of the standard hostile-environment suit. Meant for combat.
conversations.prefix: Armored Battle Suit:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Standard-issue sidearm good for damage to organisms and electronics. Poor against hardware.
conversations.prefix: Compressed Energy Pistol:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Standard-issue projectile rifle, generally forbidden to see use aboard starships.
conversations.prefix: MR-910 Combat Rifle:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Only two of these are typically issued to exploratory vessels on peaceful missions.
conversations.prefix: Keycard to the Weapons Locker:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This code decrypts transmissions to and from the *Dauntless*, be they official or personal.
conversations.prefix: Encryption Code for the Dauntless:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A medical kit with various fast-acting and potentially dangerous drugs installed.
conversations.prefix: Medical Hyperkit:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The command center of the starship, cramped but highly functional.
conversations.prefix: Bridge of the Dauntless:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A shared dining space for crew and officers of the exploratory ship.
conversations.prefix: Dauntless: The Mess:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A private recording suite for text and AV logs to be securely encrypted and transmitted to HQ.
conversations.prefix: Dauntless: Comms Module:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Noisy and bright from the workings of the stardrive. Be sure to wear eye protection here.
conversations.prefix: Dauntless: Engine Room:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: One of the dirty, steamy, dark decks of the ship, full of industrial equipment and grime.
conversations.prefix: Dauntless Machine Deck:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A pre-fab village dropped into an icy river delta from space. Just starting to eke out a new life.
conversations.prefix: Washington Colony on Clotho:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Rich in mineral deposits and liquid elements, this frigid planet appears unclaimed by anyone.
conversations.prefix: Planet EV-1996:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A human deep-space probe detected repeating radio signals from this dank planet over a year ago.
conversations.prefix: Planet DRX-31880:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This rocky world’s claimed by alien prospectors despite the presence of a primitive civilization here.
conversations.prefix: Planet CGE-700:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Calcified, fleshy corridors and organ-like chambers open to vacuum. Something bad happened here.
conversations.prefix: Derelict Alien Starship:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You want to be liked. This ship is like your whole world now. Get them laughing.
conversations.prefix: Amuse the Crew:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Hundreds of individual objects drifting on different trajectories. Get the ship through it all, intact.
conversations.prefix: Navigate the Asteroid Field:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The sensors collect astonishing volumes of data and the computer lacks the curiosity to make the most of it.
conversations.prefix: Parse the Sensor Data:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Every signal sent to and from the ship gets logged. If there’s a coded signal in there, find it.
conversations.prefix: Analyze Communication Records:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The crew can do better. They don’t have to like it.
conversations.prefix: Improve Crew Efficiency:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Get primary systems back online.
conversations.prefix: Make Repairs:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Get your shuttle aboard the spinning alien derelict and make a safe landing.
conversations.prefix: Land on the Derelict Ship:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Traverse the microgravity environment and locate an operations center if you can.
conversations.prefix: Explore the Derelict Ship:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Can data be mined from this old ship? Can you make sense of it?
conversations.prefix: Puzzle out the Alien Computer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It’s not about reflexes. It’s about making sense of hostile vectors through limited telemetry. Get a firing solution.
conversations.prefix: Calculate the Angle of Attack:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Head of Earth’s deep-space division and experienced commodore of the exploratory fleet.
conversations.prefix: Star Commander Lauren Fitzcurtis:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Responsible for gathering diaries and video logs from active-service personnel through comms.
conversations.prefix: Commander Gyeon Jun-seo:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Liaison to exploratory ships from OmniColony Inc., manufacturer of deep-space colonial equipment.
conversations.prefix: Executive Director Bernard E. Wallace:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Rogue deep-space recon robot commanding a renegade ship as a pirate.
conversations.prefix: “Riser” Apex-20 Edition Model E2090:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Leader of the new deep-space colony on Clotho, at the verge of unexplored space.
conversations.prefix: Premier Nathan Hewitt:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Co-pilot of the DSS *Dauntless*. This is her first deep-space mission.
conversations.prefix: Flight Officer Ellen Vanderson:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Captain of a rival, alien exploratory ship laying claim to discoveries throughout the sector.
conversations.prefix: Kro Kanzanic:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Little more than a holographic ghost appearing in decayed transmissions coming from deep space.
conversations.prefix: The Harbinger:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A sleek, silvery liquid organism capable of physical mimicry and the secretion of caustic chemicals.
conversations.prefix: Xenobiological Entry Tango-321:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Teeth and claws on the ends of snaking, whipping tentacles tumbling through space.
conversations.prefix: Xenobiological Entry Sierra-909:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Abbreviated "SM," the *Servus Mechanica* is an all-purpose device for performing many functions too dangerous for valuable humans.  Originally developed by the Niponii (a client state of Rome) about AD 2010, they initially called it a "Roboto," until it was given a more proper Latin name.
conversations.prefix: Servus Mechanica (Mechanical Slave) (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Nothing says "yum" quite like a Magnus Maximus burger combo...And nothing says "afternoon nap" quite like a Magnus Maximus burger combo.
     How *will* you stay awake with this in your gut???
  
conversations.prefix: Magnus Maximus Burger:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sometimes you need a little help staying awake, and a hot cup of Josephus is just the thing!  
  Roman Navy coffee is loaded with caffeine...and you can eat it with a fork!
conversations.prefix: Cup of Josephus:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The FI-20 (FI= *Fecit Interruptio*) is a standard breaching device for effecting forced entry into a pressurized compartment, such as an airlock or ship's hull.
conversations.prefix: FI-20 Breaching Device:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Nothing says "yum" quite like a Magnus Maximus burger combo...And nothing says "afternoon nap" quite like a Magnus Maximus burger combo.
     How *will* you stay awake with this in your gut???  Not only that, but *how* will you be able to compensate for your rather pungent breath?
  
conversations.prefix: Magnus Maximus Burger (with extra onions):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: 22nd Century Duct Tape. Great for plugging holes in ship hulls, space suits, human bodies…or for reattaching broken cup holders.    
conversations.prefix: Ligamen Ductis (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Nothing says "yum" quite like a Magnus Maximus burger combo...And nothing says "afternoon nap" quite like a Magnus Maximus burger combo.
     How *will* you stay awake with this in your gut???
  
conversations.prefix: Magnus Maximus Burger (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Armored Space Suit
  
  Also known as the LEV   
  
  This is a suit designed for combat, in addition to the normal hostile environments of space and toxic planets.
conversations.prefix: Lorica Extra-Vehicularis (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Outgoing Captain of the *Stella Nova,*  Picardius is a well-respected mariner, capable and battle-hardened.  The burdens of command haven't cost him his hair just yet, but his experience aboard ships of the Roman Fleet in general (and the *Stella Nova* in particular) make him a valuable font of knowledge and information.  
  He is slated to be relieved soon, and a Praetorship is waiting for him Earthside.  
conversations.prefix: Johanes Lucas Picardius (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The dining space for the ship's officers, styled after ships' wardrooms from the fighting days of old.
conversations.prefix: Stella Nova: The Wardroom:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Luckily, you drew a quick schematic diagram of the table wear (and when to use each implement) on the palm of your hand.  *This will be a piece of cake!*
conversations.prefix: Etiquette Cheat Sheet :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This machine greatly assists in analyzing barbarian syntax and speech patterns.
  
conversations.prefix: OMNIUM INTERPRETES (UNIVERSAL TRANSLATOR) :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Until your successful treatment of Farge's lift-threatening wounds, little wass known about the anatomy or physiology of the alien Pomeranii.  
  
  Now, you are humanity's leading expert in Pomeranii medical conditions and treatment...but you still have much to learn!
  
conversations.prefix: Pomeranii Anatomical Knowledge:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Hand-held but hefty scanning equipment. Sophisticated, expensive, delicate.
conversations.prefix: Portable Scanner Array:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: 22nd Century Duct Tape.  Great for plugging holes in ship hulls, space suits, human bodies...or for reattaching broken cup holders.
conversations.prefix: Ligamen Ductus:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Armored Space Suit
  
  Also known as the LEV   
  
  This is a suit designed for combat, in addition to the normal hostile environments of space and toxic planets.
conversations.prefix: Lorica Extra-Vehicularis:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It’s a Beam! It’s a Blade! It’s the all-around weapon of choice for the Space Legionary.
  
  Use the weapon judiciously…the batteries only allow for three blasts. After that, you have to kill them the old-fashioned way with a sharp blade made from an alloy capable of cutting through just about *anything* if you hack at it long enough!
  
conversations.prefix: Laser Gladius:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Armored Space Suit
  
  Also known as the LEV
conversations.prefix: Lorica Extra-Vehiculum:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It's a Beam!  It's a Blade!  It's the all-around weapon of choice for the Space Legionary.
  
  Use the weapon judiciously...the batteries only allow for three blasts.  After that, you have to kill them the old-fashioned way with a sharp blade made from an alloy capable of cutting through just about *anything!* 
conversations.prefix: Laser Gladius:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A crew functions best when they're a tight-knot lot.  Building crew cohesion can take place in a number of ways, like learning what makes your comrades *tick,*  .but demonstrating that you "have their back" is the surest path of all.
conversations.prefix: Build Crew Cohesion:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: From the time of the Early Republic, Roman Centurions carried a *vitis* (vine staff) as a symbol of their authority.  In case a legionary needed a little "motivation" along the way, a gentle whack by a vitis could provide what was needed.  The modern version is telescoping steel.
conversations.prefix: Vitis:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The *Aurigae Stellarum* (literally "charioteer of the stars") Medal is awarded for exceptional feats of navigation and spacecraft piloting under conditions of extreme danger.
  
  *Precedence Level:  4*
conversations.prefix: The Aurigae Stellarum Medal :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Standard-issue projectile rifle, generally forbidden to see use aboard starships.
  
  One barrel fires magnetic mass-driven armor piercing flechettes; the other high-velocity explosive rounds.   
conversations.prefix: MR-910 Combat Rifle:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Work to forge the crew of Stella Nova into an even tighter knit outfit than she is already!
conversations.prefix: Forge Camaraderie:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This *isn't* a field barracks.  You really apply yourself and manage to keep all internal gasses contained for the duration of the meal.  *Well-Done!*
conversations.prefix: Supress Your Natural Urges!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Johannes Lucas Picardius was legendary throughout the Roman fleet.  On *Stella Nova,* he was considered almost godlike.  
  
  Now that he's gone, you have to fill those shoes.  More than that, you have to make *Stella Nova* your own!
conversations.prefix: Filling some pretty big shoes.:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Literally, *elemental sensing device*  
  
  OK, fine...*you* try and translate something like "scanner" or "tricorder" into Latin, then!
conversations.prefix: Sentiendi Ratio Elementi (SRE):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Nicknamed "the one-man testudo," this battle suit gives the wearer the firepower of an entire maniple of conventional infantry.  Weighing close to a ton, it is heavily armored, employs short range missiles, a high-explosive recoilless cannon, flame-thrower, and rapid fire armor-piercing mini-flechettes.  It allows the wearer to "bounce" by making powered jumps (jet-assisted) of up to two hundred yards  (terran conditions, up to 3/4 mile under low-grav conditions).
conversations.prefix: Bellum Testudo:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The *Fusce Stellam Nautae* (Exceptional Star Sailor) Medal is awarded for showing initiative, daring, and zeal during the execution of a mission deemed critical to the Imperial Roman Navy.  A cluster is added to the value when the action performed is deemed to be of exceptionally critical importance.
  
  *Order of Precedence:  4*
conversations.prefix: Fusce Stellam Nautae Medal With Cluster:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The data collected during the surprise encounter with the Pomeranii ships, combined with your interviews of Farge have brought you to the cusp of a breakthrough in understanding the nature of *Stellae Portae* and wormholes...you just need **a few more pieces** of the puzzle to put it all together!
conversations.prefix: Math, Science, History: Unraveling the Mystery!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Yes, something was *definitely there* with Agrippina.
  
  But it's over now.  It *has* to be.
  
  You're the Captain.  Deal with it.
conversations.prefix: You Could've Had Something...But It's Over Now:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This card allows you to access the most sensitive and classified sections of the Sapiens 2300 computer's data base.  
  
  Play the card in order to get Little Brutus to respond to you.
  
conversations.prefix: Keycard to Sapiens 2300 Classified Files:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This machine greatly assists in analyzing barbarian syntax and speech patterns.
conversations.prefix: Omnium Interpretes (Universal Translator):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The *Fusce Stellam Nautae* (Exceptional Star Sailor) Medal is awarded for showing initiative, daring, and zeal during the execution of a mission deemed critical to the Imperial Roman Navy.
  
  *Order of Precedence:  4*
conversations.prefix: Fusce Stellam Nautae Medal:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: From the time of the Early Republic, Roman Centurions carried a *vitis* (vine staff) as a symbol of their authority. In case a legionary needed a little “motivation” along the way, a gentle whack by a *vitis* could provide what was needed. The modern version is telescoping steel.
conversations.prefix: Vitis:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Literally, *universal hammer*  
  
  A very handy tool for effecting just about any repair.
conversations.prefix: Malleus Universae :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Third Class Naval Crown is awarded for acts of bravery in which the recipient saves the lives of others during combat or under conditions of extreme danger.
  
  *Order of precedence:  4*
conversations.prefix: Corona Navalis Third Class:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: 22nd Century Duct Tape. Great for plugging holes in ship hulls, space suits, human bodies…or for reattaching broken cup holders.    
conversations.prefix: Ligamen Ductis:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A ship that's been through as much as *Stella Nova* needs a little TLC in the yards...make the most of it!
conversations.prefix: Shipshape and Ostia Fashion!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Tired of your "new kid" status, you strive to fully integrate yourself with the crew of Stella Nova.  
  
  Become a true shipmate!
conversations.prefix: Integrate with the Crew:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The *Prælium Litora de Astrum Navis Decursione* is the Roman Navy's authoritative text on conducting space battle maneuvers.  As a piece of literature, it's as dry as the Martian desert.  
  
  But for those who have read it carefully and mastered its precepts, it is an invaluable aid.
  
  Luckily for you, this is one of your favorite bedtime reading books!
conversations.prefix: "Handbook of Star Ship Tactical Battle Maneuvers":
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It's time to get going in This Man's Navy!
  
  Ever since you reported aboard *Stella Nova,* you've been a wallflower, and your contributions have been, well...
  *inconsequential.*
  
  Time to change that!
conversations.prefix: Step up to the plate!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You really don't care what's going on...or perhaps you just don't understand!
  
  Either way, you better fake it.
conversations.prefix: Feign Interest:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  This machine greatly assists in analyzing barbarian syntax and speech patterns.
  
conversations.prefix: OMNIUM INTERPRETES (UNIVERSAL TRANSLATOR):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are the *first* doctor to ever examine a living Pomeranii!  
  
  This represents an unprecedented to understand the biology, anatomy, physiology, evolution and psychology of an alien species every bit the equal of our own.  
  
  Publishing a work of this magnitude will make you the most famous physician in the Empire overnight!  
  
  *How will this affect your life?*
conversations.prefix: Understanding the Pomeranii...Inside and Out!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Use your Breaching Device to blow the airlock and gain access to what lies beyond.  
  
  CAUTION:  Use just enough explosive gel, applied at the proper points to force the lock open.  You *don't* want to blow it completely off its hinges, or you'll have a hell of a time restoring hull integrity once you've captured the objective!
conversations.prefix: Breach the Airlock (AFTER the Liburna grapples onto enemy ship!):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Abbreviated "SM," the *Servus Mechanica* (Mechanical Slave) is an all-purpose device for performing many functions too dangerous for valuable humans.  Originally developed by the Niponii (a client state of Rome) about AD 2010, they initially called it a "Roboto," until it was given a more proper Latin name.
conversations.prefix: Servus Mechanica Target Robots:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Two Pomeranii ships have just emerged from a previously undiscovered *Stella Porta*!  One is a heavily armed cruiser, the other is a lightly armored transport ship crammed with enemy troops and equipment.
  
  After emerging from the wormhole, both ships will be motionless, their crews disoriented...but the effect lasts only for a few seconds!  **What do you do?**
conversations.prefix: Enemy Ships:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: *Stella Nova* is headed into an uncertain situation.  Enemy presence is undetermined at this time.  Make preparations to mount a rescue mission and--if necessary--initiate combat.  
  
  *Describe your actions as you prepare to board the stricken vessel.*
conversations.prefix: Prepare for Action:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This card allows you to access the most sensitive and classified sections of the Sapiens 2300 computer's data base.  
  
  Play the card in order to get Little Brutus to respond to you.
  
conversations.prefix: Keycard to Sapiens 2300 Classified Files (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: **Marcus Cornelius Victor**, You need to get your small, agile, liburna through any enemy defensive fire, come alongside the enemy cruiser, clap onto her, and breach her hull...then the boarding party can make their assault.  
  
  **Players in the Boarding Party, feel free to help "talk" Marcus onto the target**
conversations.prefix: Bring Liburna Alongside Enemy Ship (Victor):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: **Agrippina,** your challenge is to determine the origin of the explosives used.  
  
  Traverse the microgravity environment and examine the several blast sites, gathering samples and performing analysis.
conversations.prefix: What Happened Here?!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: **For Arius:**  Use your damage control crew and tools at your disposal to effect emergency repairs to the *Princeps Aquila.*
  
  **Other Players may assist you.**
conversations.prefix: Make Emergency Repairs:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: One of the main control spaces of the enemy vessel.
conversations.prefix: Enemy Spaceship Interior:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Marcus Aurelius Julianus Constantinus Inventore, also known as *Constantius the Explorer,* was the First Man in Rome, the Imperator, as long as you can remember.  Now he's gone.  What does this mean for the Empire?  
conversations.prefix: Emperor Marcus Aurelius Julianus Constantinus Inventore:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The *Aurigae Stellarum* (literally "charioteer of the stars") Medal is awarded for exceptional feats of navigation and spacecraft piloting under conditions of extreme danger.
  
  *Precedence Level:  4*
conversations.prefix: Aurigae Stellarum Medal:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Naval Crown First Class is awarded for acts of exceptional heroism and bravery under fire.
  
  *Order of Precedence:  2*
conversations.prefix: Corona Navalis First Class:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Naval Crown Second Class is awarded for acts of valor which involve capture of an enemy vessel or installation under combat conditions.
  
  *Order of Precedence:  3*
conversations.prefix: Corona Navalis Second Class:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Crown of Imperial Valor is the highest non-combat award in the Roman Empire.
  
  It is given only by the hand of the Emperor, the Caesar, or his designated representative.
  
  *Order of precedence:  2*
conversations.prefix: Coronam Imperialem Virtus:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: As the Primum Tribunum, you are the Executive Officer of the *Stella Nova,* second in command only to the Old Man.
conversations.prefix: Primum Tribunum (Acting):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The last bomb aboard the doomed Imperial Barge *Princeps Aquila* has detonated with you onboard!
  
  Describe how you either survive the blast, or perish heroically trying to save others.  But remember this:  **You must make a move in response to this challenge!  Any players failing to make a move by the conclusion of the challenge (10 day deadline - 18 Sep 2014) will be considered KIA (Killed in Action) and will be RETIRED FROM THE GAME!** 
conversations.prefix: Survive the Explosion!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Warrior Breed of the Pomeranii race are vicious, tough fighters with distinct canine features.  
  
  They exhibit dogged determination on the battlefield, operating in small tactical units they call "packs."  They armed with a variety of infantry weapons, both beam and projectile.  Their space suits are not heavily armored.
conversations.prefix: Pomeranii Soldiers:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Crewed by three enemy fighters, these vehicles are capable of doing considerable damage against infantry and spacecraft on a planet's surface.  One hit will instantly kill a man in a *Lorica Extra-Vehicularis,* and could seriously damage the hull of a ship like *Stella Nova.*  Effectiveness vs. a *Bellum Testudo* is still TBD. 
  Infantry weapons can destroy these vehicles, but it may take multiple shots.  Mass driver rounds from *Stella Nova's* point defense system are highly effective.
conversations.prefix: Pomeranii Armored Fighting Vehicles:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Field Commander of the  Pommeranii forces on Dido.  Coming from the Leadership Breed, his capture is *the* primary mission objective.    
  
  He will be found in the Command Bunker in the southeastern complex...*if *he can be taken alive.
conversations.prefix: Teeter Farge:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: As casualties mount, *Stella Nova's* medical staff is taxed to the limit (both in the field and onboard ship) to deal with the flow of friendly wounded.  You're standing by to treat fallen Pomeranii as well.  As the first casualties are brought back to *Stella Nova* on the medevac liburna, you encounter wounds such as you've never seen before.
conversations.prefix: Triage (Vespillo):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Standard-issue projectile rifle, generally forbidden to see use aboard starships.
  
  One barrel fires magnetic mass-driven armor piercing flechettes; the other high-velocity explosive rounds.   
conversations.prefix: MR-910 Combat Rifle (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It’s a Beam! It’s a Blade! It’s the all-around weapon of choice for the Space Legionary.
  
  Use the weapon judiciously…the batteries only allow for three blasts. After that, you have to kill them the old-fashioned way with a sharp blade made from an alloy capable of cutting through just about *anything* if you hack at it long enough!
  
conversations.prefix: Laser Gladius (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A medical kit with various fast-acting and potentially dangerous drugs installed.
conversations.prefix: Medical Hyperkit (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Nicknamed "the one-man testudo," this battle suit gives the wearer the firepower of an entire maniple of conventional infantry.  Weighing close to a ton, it is heavily armored, employs short range missiles, a high-explosive recoilless cannon, flame-thrower, and rapid fire armor-piercing mini-flechettes.  It allows the wearer to "bounce" by making powered jumps (jet-assisted) of up to two hundred yards  (terran conditions, up to 3/4 mile under low-grav conditions).
conversations.prefix: Bellum Testudo (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: 22nd Century Duct Tape. Great for plugging holes in ship hulls, space suits, human bodies…or for reattaching broken cup holders.    
conversations.prefix: Ligamen Ductis  (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The *Fusce Stellam Nautae* (Exceptional Star Sailor) Medal is awarded for showing initiative, daring, and zeal during the execution of a mission deemed critical to the Imperial Roman Navy.
  
  *Order of Precedence:  4*
conversations.prefix: Fusce Stellam Nautae Medal (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: From the time of the Early Republic, Roman Centurions carried a *vitis* (vine staff) as a symbol of their authority. In case a legionary needed a little “motivation” along the way, a gentle whack by a *vitis* could provide what was needed. The modern version is telescoping steel.
conversations.prefix: Vitis (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Third Class Naval Crown is awarded for acts of bravery in which the recipient saves the lives of others during combat or under conditions of extreme danger.
  
  *Order of precedence:  4*
conversations.prefix: Corona Navalis Third Class (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Difficult to divert and slow to change.  "It's always been done this way before, and it's worked! Why go messin' about?" is one of your favorite proverbs.  
  Not only that, once you get a notion in your head...
conversations.prefix: Stubborn:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: *Stella Nova* has been hit in Hangar Bay One.  The flechette struck the liburna inside the hangar, and it's ablaze.  The hangar's air is venting out through two holes in the hull.
conversations.prefix: Battle Damage (Leo):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Blunt and direct.  You don't care what others think...about you, themselves, or even the situation at hand.  You speak your mind, and to hades with 'em!  You also have a tendency towards excessive force.
conversations.prefix: Brutish:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Education is your great advantage.  You went to the best Scriptorium the home world had to offer!
conversations.prefix: Well Educated:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Sometimes it’s fear, sometimes doubt.  You think it's prudence, but others might not see it that way.
conversations.prefix: Hesitant:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You lived a very sheltered life on Terra in a minor city of a minor province.  You certainly never ventured beyond Terra's confines before, and you feel out of your element.  Your experience is limited... for now.
conversations.prefix: Inexperienced:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: One of the dirty, steamy, dark decks of the ship, full of industrial equipment and grime.
conversations.prefix: Stella Nova Machine Deck:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Emperor adopted Marcus Orestes Claudius, choosing to be his successor not for his pedigree (which is considerable), but for his *capabilities.*  
  
  As *Caesar,* (the Imperial heir's official title), he is second in power only to the Emperor himself.  A jovial man of refined tastes and quick wit, he is also a gifted administrator, and extremely intelligent.
conversations.prefix: Marcus Orestes Claudius:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The command center of the starship, relatively spacious and highly functional.  
  
conversations.prefix: Bridge of the Stella Nova:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Noisy and bright from the workings of the QCL stardrive. Be sure to wear eye protection here.
conversations.prefix: Stella Nova: Engine Room:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A private recording suite for text and AV logs to be securely encrypted and transmitted to HQ.
conversations.prefix: Stella Nova: Comms Module:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are legionary's legionary.  A *vir militaris.*  A ground-pounder.  
  
  Although time and circumstance have made you a *sidere militem,* you would have been just as at home marching in the legions of Gaius Marius or Julius Caesar...and *just as deadly.*
conversations.prefix: Natural Born Infantryman:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A veteran of interstellar travel from the first generation of QCL-capable starships, your are a legionary ranker with your eye on making Centurion.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Experienced
  
  Suggested Weakness: Stubborn
conversations.prefix: Veteran Stella Militem:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A green newbie embarking on an interstellar mission for the first time.  Making a name with the Roman Space Legions is the first step onto the *Cursus Honorum.*
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Intrepid
  
  Suggested Weakness: Inexperienced
conversations.prefix: Space Contubernalis:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: As the ship's Science Officer, you are curious and cautious, eager to explore the cosmos and live to tell the tales.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Highly Perceptive
  
  Suggested Weakness: Hesitant
conversations.prefix: Natural Philosopher:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Trained in xenolinguistics and alien cultures, your to make allies of the barbarians, when possible, and to accurately communicate Roman terms of surrender otherwise.  Oh, and to make history throughout the galaxy.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Charismatic
  
  Suggested Weakness: Stubborn
conversations.prefix: Communications Tribune:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You’re inventive and insightful, nimble and powerful of mind.  Obviously, you paid attention during your classes at the *Scriptorium* back on Earth!
conversations.prefix: Brilliant Mind:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Friendly and approachable or intimidating and stern, whatever the situation calls for.  You have a knack for converting people-- *Patrician and Plebeian alike*-- to your point of view.
conversations.prefix: Charismatic:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: *Fortes fortuna adiuvat!* (Fortune favors the brave)...that's you, all the way.  
conversations.prefix: Intrepid:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A rigid training regimen has prepared you for a dangerous life.
conversations.prefix: Military Training:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your old lover is on the colony on Proxima Centauri. This may be your last chance patch things up.
conversations.prefix: Reunite With Your Lover on Colonia Proxima Centauri:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You want the respect of Tiberius Gallus. You need it. But* why?* 
  
  Is it because he commands the only force standing between Crassus and Rome, or is there something else?
conversations.prefix: Earn the Proconsul's Respect:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Revenge.  You're driven by what happened to your family at the hands of the Barbarians.  You want revenge.  After all that's happened, you're beginning to rethink your opinions of the Pomeranii, but what about the Formix?
conversations.prefix: Get Revenge Against The Barbarians:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: No species is alone. The future of sentience is in the mingling and cooperation of species. Make peace where you can.  You are more about coexistence and assimilation, rather than conquest.
conversations.prefix: Not Alone:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Peace comes through superior power. Make humanity safer by making Rome stronger.
conversations.prefix: Safety From Danger:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Marcus Cornelius Victor, meet your dinner companion!
  
  As spoken by the Pomeranii, his name is unpronounceable.  Romans have taken to calling him "Vulpes Minor" (the Little Fox).  He is the captain of the *Thar* class battle cruiser, the *Yark Yaroo,* and is a distant cousin of Teeterius Farge.
  
  Although *Yark Yaroo* was heavily damaged in the battle, she acquitted herself capably prior to being knocked out of commission.  
  
conversations.prefix: Be charming to Vulpes Minor (for M. Cornelius Victor):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Brilliant and inventive, as Engineering Tribune you have a solid working knowledge of QCL (faster than light) drive technology,  but are still not quite used to the stresses of actual interstellar travel.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Brilliant Mind
  
  Suggested Weakness: Queasy
conversations.prefix: Engineering Tribune:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: *We keep you alive to serve this ship...row well and live!*
  
  You drive your crew too hard at times, and when you do, things can go awry.
conversations.prefix: Hortator:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have a knack for quickly picking up new dialects, and seem to have an uncanny ability to understand what Barbarians are babbling on about...
conversations.prefix: Iinauris Aurea (Golden Ear):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: That's right...you're a bullshitter, and a *damn good one!*
conversations.prefix: Linguam Auri (Golden Mouth):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your zeal is legendary, as is your ability to inspire the men to act, or to exhort others to your way of thinking by shamelessly appealing to all that is Roman.
conversations.prefix: In Nomine Imperator!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You come from a noble Roman family, and at times you take great pains to let others *know it!*
conversations.prefix: Snob:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: If you're involved in negotiations with a Barbarian race, things are bound to go bad...
conversations.prefix: Can't Stand Barbarians:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are clumsy with your hands, especially when operating technical equipment.
conversations.prefix: Two Sinister Thumbs:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Dignitas is all-important to a Roman.  It's Respect, Dignity, Authority...but so much more!  You crave it, and you aim to get it!
conversations.prefix: Acquire Dignitas:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: If you're going to move up the *Cursus Honorum,* you need to make a name for yourself out on the edges of the Empire.  *That's* the key to getting much sought-after political appointments and magistracies back in civilization!
conversations.prefix: Make a Name for Yourself Back at Rome:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: All you've ever wanted was to be recognized as a *Vir Militaris,* a Military Man.  The key to achieving that goal is to show yourself to be the best of the best when it comes to all things extraterrestrial and martial!
conversations.prefix: Become a Legendary Vir Militaris:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You thirst for knowledge.  You long to seek out new life, new civilizations, new knowledge...and this voyage to the heart of the Pomeranii empire has given you a chance that no other Natural Philosopher in the history of Mankind has ever had!
conversations.prefix: Scientia!!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're a *podex* kisser, plain and simple.  And for some reason, you *really* think it helps in some situations..!
conversations.prefix: Naso Brunneis (Brown-Noser):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're good at following orders or giving orders...depending on the situation.  You get the job done.
conversations.prefix: Likes  Orders!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The *Cursus Honorum* (the "Course of Honors") is the political ladder every Roman ambitious for higher office (*really high* office) must climb.  And you're a climber, that's for sure!
conversations.prefix: Move up the Cursus:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: When Rome triumphs, *you* triumph.  You have so merged your personal goals with those of the Empire that you can hardly tell the difference.
conversations.prefix: For the Glory of Rome:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Ten years ago, scandal rocked your family.  A once proud Patrician family, your father and brothers were banished from the Imperial court.  You're out to erase that shame by seeking out new honors and glories...
conversations.prefix: Recover Lost Family Honor:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There's a lot of activity in and around Mars, which is exactly what one might expect of a planet named after the Roman god of war.  It's the perfect venue for training the fleet and space legions of the Roman Empire.
conversations.prefix: Orbiting Mars:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Rough rides and variable gravity don’t agree with you.  Exotic foods and excessive drink don't always sit well with you, either.   *Where's that damn vomitorium?!*
conversations.prefix: Queasy:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Not so much for you with the talking.  You often find yourself at a loss for words, and if you *do* try to join a conversation, you often seem to say precisely the *wrong* thing.  You're not entirely sure which fork to use when dining in the Captain's mess, either...
conversations.prefix: Socially Awkward:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Others have let you down. It’ll happen again.
  
  You never fully trust that the efforts of those around you are up to par.
  
  And in personal relationships, well...let's just say you've been burned enough times to be wary.
conversations.prefix: Untrusting:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This Training Centurion looks like he means business!  Better do just what he says exactly when he says it.  Not only is there a danger that you'll be breathing vacuum is you don't, there's a *very* high likelihood that he'll put his boot up your *podex* if you don't!
conversations.prefix: Don't Piss Off Secundus Varro!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Secundus Varro is the Training Centurion at the Campus Martius.  Regardless of your rank, *he's* in charge while you're assigned to Mars for training.  Pay close attention and learn something.
conversations.prefix: Secundus Varro:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Emperor has given Proconsul Gallus the task of negotiating a peace treaty with the Pomeranii.  A secondary, but no less important mission is to rein in Marcus Labienus Crassus before he gets further out of control.    
conversations.prefix: Tiberius Gallus:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Introduce yourself to your comrades, and *try* to make a good first impression!
conversations.prefix: Getting to Know Each Other:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: After Luna, Mars was the first world colonized by Rome in AD 2057.  The Campus Martius is the advanced training center for Romans setting out for the outer colonies.
  
  The original Campus Martius (Field of Mars) was the training camp for Roman legions just outside Rome.  It's only fitting that the first off-world Field of Mars should be on, well...
conversations.prefix: Campus Martius, Mars:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Draw on your inner strength.
  Fight the urge to panic.
  Work *through* this crappy little problem!
conversations.prefix: Keep Calm:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Sapiens 2300 is the most advanced computer in the Roman Fleet.  It communicates with the crew via voice and holographic image projection, appearing as a lifelike man clad in a toga.  The Sapiens 2300 is capable of providing a wide array of shipboard, tactical, and library data.  For some reason, the crew of *Stella Nova* has nicknamed their computer "Little Brutus."
conversations.prefix: Sapiens 2300 Shipboard Computer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Sapiens 2300 Computer may be able to provide useful data relating to the current situation... *or not* ...
conversations.prefix: Access the Sapiens 2300 Computer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Jacobis Tiberius Kirk is a young military Contubernalis hailing from the Roman province of Canadium, on the continent of Terra Nova.  A rookie fresh from Earth, he doesn't show much potential.  His family must have connections, or something, for him to have even gotten this job in the first place!
conversations.prefix: J. T. Kirk:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Airlock leading to the Martian Surface.
conversations.prefix: Airlock:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Part of the Campus Martius complex includes this tactical training range on the Martian surface.  On it are located a number of "combat villages" and other simulated targets.
conversations.prefix: Tactical Training Range:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Abbreviated "SM," the *Servus Mechanica* is an all-purpose device for performing many functions too dangerous for valuable humans.  Originally developed by the Niponii (a client state of Rome) about AD 2010, they initially called it a "Roboto," until it was given a more proper Latin name.
conversations.prefix: Servus Mechanica (Mechanical Slave):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Outgoing Captain of the *Stella Nova,*  Picardius is a well-respected mariner, capable and battle-hardened.  The burdens of command haven't cost him his hair just yet, but his experience aboard ships of the Roman Fleet in general (and the *Stella Nova* in particular) make him a valuable font of knowledge and information.  
  He is slated to be relieved soon, and a Praetorship is waiting for him Earthside.  
conversations.prefix: Johanes Lucas Picardius:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Navis Praefectus.  You are trained to be a  Ship's Commander.  The Old Man.  The Skipper...
  ...but you've not yet been assigned a command.  If you *do* happen to be given command of the *Stella Nova,*  Don't screw it up; the Emperor will *not* be pleased if you do!
conversations.prefix: Navis Praefectus:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Senior Centurion of any Roman space vessel is also the ship's Weapons Officer.  The responsibility for the safety of the ship rests here, in good hands.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Athletic Physique
  
  Suggested Weakness: Untrusting
conversations.prefix: Primus Pilus:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Sometimes you need a little help staying awake, and a hot cup of Josephus is just the thing!  
  Roman Navy coffee is loaded with caffeine...and you can eat it with a fork!
conversations.prefix: Cup of Josephus (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Nothing says "yum" quite like a Magnus Maximus burger combo...And nothing says "afternoon nap" quite like a Magnus Maximus burger combo.
     How *will* you stay awake with this in your gut???
  
conversations.prefix: Magnus Maximus Burger (hold the mayo):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You really don't care what's going on...or perhaps you just don't understand!
  
  Either way, you better fake it.
conversations.prefix: Feign Interest (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Draw on your inner strength.
  Fight the urge to panic.
  Work *through* this crappy little problem!
conversations.prefix: Keep Calm (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Sometimes you *just don't give a damn,* but you really ought to.
  
  Do your best to fake it.
conversations.prefix: Give a Damn (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are a capable officer used to all-night shifts overseeing ship functions and information systems.  You are third-in-command after the Navis Praefectus (Captain) and the Primum Tribunum (XO).
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Great Endurance
  
  Suggested Weakness: Brutish
conversations.prefix: Operations Tribune:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There she drifts, a wounded ship *in extremis,*  slowly tumbling end over end through the void.
  *Princeps Aquila* is showing extensive damage, several "exit wounds" produced by internal blasts clearly visible.  At least one of the engine rooms appears to have been breached, with plasma from the damaged fusion reactor venting into space.  *One encouraging sign, at least:*  light appears to be coming from some of the portholes here and there throughout the ship.
conversations.prefix: Imperial Barge Princeps Aquila:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Don your suits (if you haven't done so already), perform one last equipment check, then step inside and cycle the controls.
conversations.prefix: Exit the Airlock:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Sometimes you *just don't give a damn,* but you really ought to.
  
  Do your best to fake it.
conversations.prefix: Give a Damn:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Marcus Labienus Crassus is the current Proconsul of the Roman Colony at Proxima Centauri.  He is an intelligent man of unparalleled talent, capability...and ambition.  He also has a reputation for political ruthlessness.  Even his closest advisors know that Crassus won't hesitate to "throw them under the chariot" (as the saying goes) if it suddenly becomes to his advantage to do so.  
conversations.prefix: Marcus Labienus Crassus:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You *really* don't want to be here.  You want to get your ticket punched, and get back to Earth, *to Rome,* as quickly as possible so you can get on with your *real* career!
conversations.prefix: Social Climber:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A *Stella Portæ* is a "jump point" connecting space/time to one or more distant locations.
  
  The first *Stella Portæ* was discovered 15 years ago, and takes a ship entering it to just one destination:  the Proxima Centauri star system.  Other star gates are sure to exist, but have not yet been discovered.  There is at least one other which must exist:  the one which allows the Pomeranii to enter Proxima Centauri from whatever distant hell-hole they call home...
conversations.prefix: Make the Jump:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Located between the orbits of Mars and Jupiter, the asteroid belt is easy enough to navigate, provided the customary precautions are taken...
conversations.prefix: At the edge of the Asteroid Belt:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It's never good to look like an idiot in front of the Old Man...either individually or *collectively.*
  Do *try* and get through the evening with out buggering things up!
conversations.prefix: Avoid a Social Blunder!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Luckily, you drew a quick schematic diagram of the table wear (and when to use each implement) on the palm of your hand.  *This will be a piece of cake!*
conversations.prefix: Etiquette Cheat Sheet (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: **The jump through the *Stella Portis* has been particularly hard on Farge, who is still suffering serious after effects.**
  
  Former POW of Rome, the  Pomeranii commander, who also is part of the royal family is now *Stella Nova's* VIP passenger.   The ship is under orders to escort Farge (now given the honorary praenomen "Teeterius" back to his home world.
conversations.prefix: Teeter Farge (for Vespillo):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  This machine greatly assists in analyzing barbarian syntax and speech patterns.
  
conversations.prefix: OMNIUM INTERPRETES (UNIVERSAL TRANSLATOR) (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: In the wake of the nearly-disastrous raid on Dido, questionable actions surrounding the capture of the enemy commander Teeter Farge  has put a certain Operations Tribune on the Captain's *cacas elenchus.*  
  
  To salvage your career, you had better explain why you thought it was necessary to run this valuable asset through with your gladius!
   
conversations.prefix: Johanes Lucas Picardius (for M. Cornelius Victor):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Investigate the extent of exterior damage to the ship, particularly the bridge blast panels.  Check to make sure that the expeditious repairs made on the surface of Dido are still holding, and attempt to recover the bodies from the destroyed mass driver turret while confirming that this portion of the hull will hold out until the ship makes it back safely to Proxima Centauri.
  
conversations.prefix: Make Repairs (for Arius):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There are half-dozen Romans (including the Captain) in sickbay who received wounds while in direct physical contact with Pomeranii. 
  
  Although it doesn't seem to affect the Pomeranii, the virus appears to have many characteristics in common with terrestrial Rabies.
  
  The disease is spreading rapidly in their blood, and these six crew members are becoming sicker by the minute. 
conversations.prefix: The Virus (for Vespillo):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  Based on the solid confidence he has in the crew of *Stella Nova* after the *Stella Aquila* Incident, Claudius has contacted you on a secure channel (one that the Proconsul Crassus is not monitoring), and requests your personal assessment of the situation vis-à-vis Teeter Farge and the Pomeranii.  
  
  As you know, the *Caesar,* is heir to the Purple,  Claudius is second in power only to the Emperor himself.  
conversations.prefix: Marcus Orestes Claudius (for the Primus):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write something...after all, that's why you joined the game!  :-)
conversations.prefix: Start the Game, Already! (for FriedDuck):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The primary population center on the planet, simply called "Colonia" by its citizens.  A well-designed urban center home to some 150,000 colonists from Earth, Colonia features many elements of classical Roman design as well as some architectural features inspired by  indigenous  population.
  
  The *Præsidium* is a complex of buildings (in the classical Roman style) which serves as the seat of government and military administration for the colony.  
conversations.prefix: Urbs Colonia Proxima Centauri:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This is Rome's first colony on a truly habitable planet.  The presence of a primitive civilization here, proved no real obstacle.  Subdued, these extraterrestrial barbarians now live peaceably enough under Roman rule.
  
  The human population numbers just over 215,000 and is growing rapidly.  The majority of Terrans live in the capital, Urbs Colonia Proxima Centauri.
conversations.prefix: Colonia Proxima Centauri:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The planetary home of Colonia Proxima Centauri is truly lovely!  Agriculture flourishes here amidst the native flora and fauna.  The trees which grow here are tall and majestic, but not quite the same as those on Earth.
  The first explorers to arrive here dubbed the gently rolling terrain (east of what would become the colony's main city) the "Elysium Hills."  
      The weather is balmy, the views are inspiring...a perfect place to recollect one's self after months of confinement aboard a cramped ship.
conversations.prefix: Elysium Hills:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Who started the fight?  You tell us!  Are you part of the brawl, or simply attempting to restore good order in discipline in an officerly manner?
conversations.prefix: Boys Will Be Boys...:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Now that *Stella Nova* is planetside, it's time to blow off some steam.
  
  Is your first destination going to be one of the many taverns or restaurants in the space port district, or are you headed "deeper inland" to explore the cultural riches the city has to offer, or perhaps even deeper into the rural countryside?
conversations.prefix: Liberty Call!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You had a few drinks.  When the waiter came, there was a bit of a language mix up, but you decided just to point at an item on the menu and go for it..!
  
  
conversations.prefix: Exotic Planetside Quisine:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You had a few drinks.  When the waiter came, there was a bit of a language mix up, but you decided just to point at an item on the menu and go for it..!
  
  
conversations.prefix: Exotic Planetside Quisine (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Don't know what you call this Proxima Centaruri stuff, but it *sure is good!*
conversations.prefix: One More Can't Hurt:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Don't know what you call this Proxima Centaruri stuff, but it *sure is good!*
conversations.prefix: One More Can't Hurt (copy):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: **A Sailor and His Money are Soon Parted...**
  
  The folks back home will *love* this stuff!
  
  ...I think...
  
  
conversations.prefix: Really Cheesy Souveniers:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Using your knowledge gained from Prince Farge, your theoretical calculations, the planets supercomputer, and the Fleet Dockyard Facilities, Arius and Agrippina attempt to make good on their bold plan to install a working replica of the Pomeranii star drive equipment.
conversations.prefix: Shipboard Modifications (Arius and Agrippina):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The idyllic countryside is the perfect place to sort out one's feelings...if one indeed *has feelings to sort out* in the first place.
  
  Well........?
conversations.prefix: Is You Is or Is You Ain't My Baby?!  (Primus & Py):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: In addition to enjoying your stay at Villa Corva, Picardius has detailed you to ensure that the site remains secure during these critical negotiations.  What Crassus doesn't know won't hurt him...and might well prove critical to the success of the mission!
conversations.prefix: Maintain Security (M. Cornelius Victor):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A detail of Crassus' men are blocking your path back to *Stella Nova's* berth.
  
  You *must* get past them and get your charge safely to the ship!
conversations.prefix: Praesidium Guards:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Every signal sent to and from the ship gets logged. If there’s a coded signal in there, find it.
conversations.prefix: Analyze Communication Records:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This ornate courtyard is part of the Praesidium Complex on Colonia Proxima Centauri.  It leads to the shipyard where *Stella Nova* is berthed.  
conversations.prefix: Praesidium Courtyard:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: *Stella Nova* must conduct an *unauthorized* emergency sortie from the naval base at Colonia Proxima Centauri.  She must make her way into open space, avoiding/surviving planetary defenses as well as any ships in the immediate vicinity.  
conversations.prefix: Escape!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The most effective sensor and comms jamming takes place when the victim doesn't even *know* they're being jammed!  Can those improvements be made prior to departing orbit?  
conversations.prefix: Improve Jamming Performance (for Agrippina and/or Arius):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The *stella exactoris* enables the ship to detect previously undiscovered star gates...assuming the ship can get close.  Where are the gates most likely to be located?  Can any predictable pattern or probability be discerned?  Can Farge be of any assistance?
conversations.prefix: Where are the Star Gates? (Vespillo and Agrippina):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Like it or not, you're the captain, and you have to make a decision based on the inputs from your officers.
  
  Well...?
conversations.prefix: "Helm, set a course for..." (Lupus):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Colonia Proxima Centauri is a small blue crescent, several million miles behind the fleeing *Stella Nova.*  
conversations.prefix: Several Million Miles from Colonia Proxima Centauri:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Captain, you have some decisions to make.
  
  Inform the crew and issue your first orders.
conversations.prefix: React and Respond (Lupus):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Marcus Labienus Crassus, usurper and would-be Emperor of Rome, *must* be stopped at all costs.
  
  And...it's more than that.  After what happened at Colonia Proxima Centauri, it's *personal.*
conversations.prefix: Stop Crassus!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your loyalty to the new Emperor, Marcus Orestes Claudius, is unquestioned.
  
  After your ship rescued the Heir to the Imperial Purple during the *Stella Aquila* Incident, the crew got to see the true merits and virtues of this man close up.  And, he's made it no secret that he considers *Stella Nova* and her crew one of the best ships in the fleet.  
  You will do anything...*anything*...to defend his honor and office!
conversations.prefix: Defending the Emperor:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: During the first moments of the civil war, when that *bastardus* M. Labienius Crassus was declared Emperor, the former Captain (*your* Captain!) of *Stella Nova,* was killed as he and Gallus attempted to fight their way back to their ships from the *Praesidium* on Colonia Proxima Centauri.  
    You have sworn a sacred oath that the death of Johanes Lucas Picardius, the most noble Roman you have ever known, *will be avenged.*
conversations.prefix: Avenge Picardius!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This fierce race of canid-like barbarians fought a brief, sharp war with Rome, during which a grudging mutual respect emerged.  
  
  Now that an armistice has been concluded, a unique opportunity presents itself to learn a great deal more about the Pomeranii...the first space-faring race humanity has ever encountered!
conversations.prefix: Expand Our Knowledge of the Pomeranii:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Fit, strong, and agile.
conversations.prefix: Athletic Physique:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You’re inventive and insightful, nimble and powerful of mind.
conversations.prefix: Brilliant Mind:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your software brain is designed to limit and regulate emotional responses.
conversations.prefix: Limited Emotional Capability:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: *By This Sign, Conquer.*
  
  The Empire and the Holy Faith are one.  You are a citizen of the Empire, loyal to the Emperor, Senate, and People of Rome.  
  A vital component of that loyalty is your devotion to the *non-temporal* Power which looks over the Empire.
conversations.prefix: In Hoc Signio Vinces:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: *Simpliciter coquus sum.*
  
  "I'm just a cook."
  
  That may be, but in your daily dealings with the crew, you have a *very* good idea of what's going on.  Every rumor, after all, has its origins on the mess decks!
conversations.prefix: Ship's Cook:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You hear just about everything--no make that "you *do hear everything*--that's going on aboard *Stella Nova.*  
  
  That includes things that are, quite frankly, *none of your business.*
conversations.prefix: Kind of Nosey for a Cook, Aren't you??:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: In the right hands, even the lowly potato can be turned into an effective weapon...as well as other things!
conversations.prefix: Unexpectedly Resourceful:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Long nights, bad food, and rough rides are no problem for you.
conversations.prefix: Great Endurance:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You’ve seen things the others wouldn’t believe.
conversations.prefix: Experienced:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Pain and stress cut you especially deep.
conversations.prefix: Sensitive:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Sharing things has gotten you hurt before.
conversations.prefix: Secretive:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Yes, there's no denying that in the past you suffered considerably at the hands of the Pomeranii.
  
  ** *In the past.* **
  
  Now, the Pomeranii are Friends and Allies of the Roman State.  You must overcome your prejudices and forge camaraderie with these aliens.
conversations.prefix: Overcome Your Prejudices:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Before this whole mess began, you were on the personal staff of Marcus Labienus Crassus.  You risked *everything* when you declared your loyalty to the rightful emperor, Marcus Orestes Claudius.  
  Yet there are some aboard *Stella Nova* who wonder if you're a "plant," and that you still might be working for the Traitor.  You are determined to prove your loyalty at every turn, and to convince the *entire* crew that you are truly one of them!
conversations.prefix: Prove Your Loyalty:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can make this ship operate faster, more efficiently, for the betterment of all. Make it happen.
conversations.prefix: Improve Ship-wide Performance:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: That first jump using the experimental *Stella Exactoris* worked...for the most part.
  
  Some critical systems have been knocked off line.   **Get them back!**
conversations.prefix: Damage Control!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Looks like you've stumbled onto the edge of a full-scale battle!  Do you engage, or merely observe? 
  
  *And who exactly are the **good guys?!** *
conversations.prefix: Assess the Tactical Situation:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Looks as if Centurion Leo did his job.  The liburna is docked; now it's time to take the *Scamander* as swiftly and with as little damage as possible.  
  **-->**For Leo & Victor, the task is straight-forward: secure all key spaces & the Bridge.  
  **-->**For those of you remaining aboard *Stella Nova,* how do you deal with supporting that effort, as well as deal with the Hexareme bearing down on you?
conversations.prefix: Boarders Away:  Capture Scamander!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Essy is short for ESEA, or Et Scientiam Explorationem Apparatus.  
  It has a less developed AI than Little Brutus, but significant processing power. It's usually used for field research and performing in situ analysis.
conversations.prefix: ESSY:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The first hex of Formic fighters was just a probe.  This is the main assault!  *Stella Nova* is facing a "super hex" (six groups of six) of enemy fighters.  Once they get within firing range, you can expect them to do damage.
conversations.prefix: Defeat the Fighter Wave (or at least Survive It...):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Play this card against a threat ship to authorize engagement with *Stella Nova's* conventionally armed missiles.
conversations.prefix: Weapons Release: Missile:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Play this card against a threat target to authorize engagement with *Stella Nova's* nuclear-tipped torpedoes.  
  
  **Note:** Use of nukes against cities requires authorization from Emperor.
conversations.prefix: Weapons Release:  NUCLEAR:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: *Stella Nova* has sustained exterior damage as a result of the enemy fighter engagement.  Make an assessment, report damage as you find it, make expeditious repairs.
conversations.prefix: Battle Damage:  Assess & Respond!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: 
  Realizing that their queen has been captured, the remaining Formix are desperate to rescue her.  Although their attack appears uncoordinated and disjointed, it is relentless.  Pomeranii sailors, who have successfully repulsed the boarders from their own ship, join you in the fight.  
conversations.prefix: Defend against the final Formic counter-assault.:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A medical kit with various fast-acting and potentially dangerous drugs installed.
conversations.prefix: Medical Hyperkit:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Describe the proceedings from your perspective.  All anyone really knows going into it is that it involves some sort of ritualistic "marking" ceremony followed by the formal "destruction" of the captured Formic ship.  It was brought down to the surface of the planet and staged in this field in reasonably decent condition.  What happens next?
  Princeps Farge, the Pomeranii high leader (what's his/her name?) and many other local dignitaries are in attendance; what happens?
conversations.prefix: The Tak-Nyar:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Legionaries are about to go into action aboard an enemy vessel.  You *know* there are going to be casualties.  Do you go with them to treat the wounded on the spot, or remain in Medical, waiting for the casualties to be brought to you?
conversations.prefix: How 'bout it, Doc? (Vespillo):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Ships have control centers.  The bridge of this Formic cruiser is like nothing seen before by men.
conversations.prefix: Formic Cruiser Bridge:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There is one Formix on the Bridge unlike any of the other enemies (soldiers and workers?) you've encountered.  As they make their last stand, the other Formix defend this particular one savagely, fighting to the death to protect it.
conversations.prefix: Formic Queen:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Ships have control centers. The bridge of this Formic cruiser is like nothing seen before by men. 
conversations.prefix: Formic Cruiser Bridge:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Formic ships apparently have a self-destruct protocol which automatically detonates a large bomb inside the vessel in the event that the Queen is killed.  It's an elegant way to ensure that their ships don't fall into enemy hands.
conversations.prefix: Formic Cruiser Scuttling Charge (Arius):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The queen has been wounded during her capture, and isn't doing well.  Can a combination of Roman & Pomeranii science and medicine save her?  Do they even *want* to?
conversations.prefix: Captured Formic Queen (Vespillo, Agrippina):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: As the fighting subsides, you receive a request to take overflow Pomeranii wounded into your sickbay.  
  
  Additionally, it's becoming evident that there may be potential for mis-communication when it comes to which party takes the captured Formic cruiser as a prize.
conversations.prefix: Dealing with your New Allies (Lupus):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Augustus Corenthus Tellethus has been gravely wounded in the assault on the Formic cruiser.  Despite all the attention by *Stella Nova's* medical department, **he is dying.**
  
  **If he does not rally soon (i.e., sign in and make a move), his name will be added to the list of those KIA in the battle.**
  
  Wonder how cold the Styx river is this time of year..?
conversations.prefix: Tellethus is Dying (for Tellethus):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The wounds Arius suffered in the battle are serious, but not life threatening.  
  That being said, the man is a notoriously bad patient.
  
  He is likely to fully recover from his wounds...*assuming Dr. Vespillo doesn't decide to strangle him herself!*
conversations.prefix: Sextus Arius (for Vespillo & Arius):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: As Captain of the *YarrTharr,* Thorgan is your host for the victory dinner aboard his ship.  Unlike Teeterius Farge, he is from the Warrior Breed.  At six feet three inches, he is considered diminutive by Pomeranii standards.  
conversations.prefix: Gor Thorgan:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Found deep inside the Arcadia Cave Complex, this piece of ice is perplexing and impressive for* at least *two reasons:  
  (1) It's green, and (2) It's a perfect cube shape.
  
  Was it made by the Martians?  Most likely.  But why..?  And what is its function?
conversations.prefix: The Green Cube:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: After some initial setbacks, you're ready to begin your final analysis of the age of the cube of ice, as well as other samples you found in the chamber with The Face.  
  
  *What will you find?*
conversations.prefix: Conduct Radiometric Analysis (Varrus & Circe):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Why, yes...it rather *does* look like a bowl of dogfood.  
  
  It doesn't smell half-bad, though.  Will you make the best of it?
  
  *And where are the spoons?*
conversations.prefix: Pomeranii Cuisine:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The home world of the Pomeranii race, Pomeran is a terrestrial planet dominated by huge continents comprising about three quarters of the surface area.
conversations.prefix: Pomeran:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Gaius Caelius, you have a crisis on your hands!  
  A new compartment cleaner has accidentally stumbled across that which you were so intent on keeping your secret, and *yours alone.*
  
  Can you get this situation back under some semblance of control, or will the whole ship by day's end know what you were up to? 
conversations.prefix: Gaius Caelius' Secret Discovered!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: In order to solidify the alliance, an interstellar video teleconference between the Roman Emperor and the Leader of the Pomeranii is required.  It's going to require some serious engineering...and ingenuity!
conversations.prefix: Rig Interstellar Coms Channel with Earth (Arius & Leo):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The captured queen, wounded in the battle and unattended to by her workers (all of whom are dead) is dying.
  
  Keeping her alive this long has been very beneficial from a scientific standpoint, but can her life be saved...or at least *prolonged* to continue the exploitation process?
conversations.prefix: The Queen is Dying (Vespillo, Antiochis):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Regardless of your primary tasks, the historic occasion of the first visit in human history by a Roman delegation to the capital city of an alien civilization is an occasion for exploration and learning!  
  
  What wonders do you see?  What technological insights do you gain?  What are the Pomeranii like as they live, work, and play on their home world?  How do they react to *you?*
conversations.prefix: Explore and Interact! (All Players):
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can get lost in the trees and completely miss the forest. The more complicated the answer, the more likely it is to be correct, right?
conversations.prefix: Overly Analytical:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Medic    
conversations.prefix: Medicinae Doctor:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: “Little Brutus” is the nickname for Stella Nova’s onboard computer (Model *Sapiens-2300*). As ship’s computers go, it isn’t the most up to date model, but that doesn’t mean that it’s not quite capable. 
conversations.prefix: Shipboard Computer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Little Brutus has vast data bases. Under most conditions, it can access computer banks off-ship, assuming that the data links are up.    
conversations.prefix: Extensive Data Base:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It’s a computer, yo!
  Gagging humans with excessive data pretty much comes with the territory.
  
  Plus, Little Brutus’ SIA (Social Interaction Algorithms) aren’t the best, so at times the information comes over as dry, if not downright *tedious.*
  
conversations.prefix: Tediously Over-Analytical:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: That’s what computers *should* do, right?    
conversations.prefix: Be an Asset to the Ship:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Years of soldiering and travel with the legion have conditioned you to shrug off pain and put to heel circumstance.
conversations.prefix: Hardened:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: With a command of your own comes privilege, and responsibility. Years of soldiering have taught you what it means to lead, and now your men will have you prove it.
conversations.prefix: Earn Respect, Inspire Discipline:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Keeping your wits about you even when the world is falling down around your ears, you've got everything under control and a smile plastered in your face in every situation.
conversations.prefix: Cool Under Fire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have a desire to serve and to learn, but you're likely to bumble your way through many new things while on the ship.  This is one of those things.  If only all problems could be solved with diplomacy!
conversations.prefix: Lack of Training:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You firmly believe that the Imperium would be much better off by selecting its people based on merit salone, rather than pedigree
conversations.prefix: Dislikes patricians:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Whether through strength, skill or temperament, you and your side win far more often than the other side
conversations.prefix: Fighter:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: In the end, who is the boss does not make much of a difference, how you get out of the fight does
conversations.prefix: Good pension:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Maybe there's a job for you at the Staff College when this is all over...
conversations.prefix: Tactical Acumen:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're pretty green when it comes to how the military works, but you're also a fast learner.  You only need to be shown once.
conversations.prefix: Fast Learner:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You believe in space or in combat, things should not be rushed. That does men that some openings are no longer availbe.
conversations.prefix: Cautious:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You aren't afraid to admit there are certainly some things about which you don't know much.  Unfortunately, this is one of those things.
conversations.prefix: Uninformed:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You just have a way with gadgets, Roman or foreign, Earthly or alien.  Machines talk to you, and you talk back.
conversations.prefix: Crack Engineer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Able to predict and plan and usually come out ahead and prepared.
conversations.prefix: Master Planner:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It turns out that spending all those hours watching your father negotiate with people of power may have actually paid off.
  
  Who knew?
conversations.prefix: Diplomacy:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Having a very low tolerance for things that do not go the way they should often results in a very cold shoulder.
conversations.prefix: Icy:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You understand a lot of knowledge, use it to your advantage. 
conversations.prefix: Knowlegable:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: *Stella Nova* is in need of some repair and refit in the shipyards of Pomeran...not to mention a dire need to replenish her magazines.  While the Pomeranii are reasonably skilled shipwrights, virtually no equipment compatibilities exist between the navies of the two species.   Even more vexing is the armament issue.  It's not as if the Pomeranii have several armories full of spare Roman missiles, torpedoes, and mass driver rounds lying about!   What's to be done?
conversations.prefix: Rearm & Refit:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: News of the Crassian raid on Titan has reached the crew.  How do you react?
conversations.prefix: Titan: React to the News (Agrippina & others):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Emperor has offered to make you the boy's legal guardian...but to accept means that the two of you must depart within the hour for Earth.  You are torn between your duty to the ship and your affection for this lad.
conversations.prefix: Farewell to Lucius? (for Gaius):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  There are three  *Stella Portæ* known to the Pomeranii and Romans which can get you into the Proxima Centauri system.  Each will have definite risks associated with it.
  
  Recommend a Course of Action (COA) which best ensures success...and *survival.*
  
conversations.prefix: Recommend a Course of Action (Whole Cast):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Captain gave you a laundry list:  change the electronic signature; rig for minimum system employment...the Pomeranii are offering to make cosmetic structural changes to make *Stella Nova* look like a merchantman.  *You* are tasked with making sure all this comes together into a workable plan.
conversations.prefix: Rig Her as a Merchantman (for Arius):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: How best to capture an enemy vessel, Paulus, when the enemy is a perfect mirror image of *you???*  
  
  Once she's in your hands, what kind of crew will you need, Victor, to fight her effectively?  Which crewmembers (PC or NPC) do you request to be part of your team?
conversations.prefix: Boarding Drills & Prize Crew Preps  (for Paulus & Victor):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: How many more battles--with the horrifying burden of the wounded, maimed, dead and dying--can you and your staff take?
conversations.prefix: Anticipating the Butcher's Bill...Again.  (for Vespillo):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There was no time to load the friendly encrypted codes prior to the jump.  The Imperial Fleet on the other side of the gate has evaluated the Bireme as an enemy vessel pursing *Stella Nova*!  Act quickly to resolve this ID conflict, or things will get ugly.
  
  **NOTE:**  Failure to respond by deadline will result in negative outcome.  *(not good)*
conversations.prefix: ALERT: Fratricide! (for Victor):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Long and sleek, the *Bireme* class is similar in design to the *Trireme* class, but they're smaller...less armor, fewer weapons, and (perhaps most importantly) boast a crew compliment of just 75.
  They are typically named after rivers.
conversations.prefix: You Have Company!:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Now that it's back on line, time to teach these rebels the meaning of the word *Respectus!*
conversations.prefix: Beam Weapon:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Radioman 2nd Class Quintus Augustus is *in extremis.*  His suit systems are failing rapidly, and he has mere minutes to live if something isn't done.
conversations.prefix: Radioman 2nd Augustus (for Leo):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: If at all possible, take the Captain of the bireme *Scamander* alive.  
conversations.prefix: Maserius Ben Rakhim (for Leo or Victor):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: That purple stripe adorning the hem of a toga or stola can--by law-- *only* be worn by a Senator.  The Emperor has bestowed Senatorial status on you both for your service in the Pomeranii and Civil Wars.  How do you react to such startling news?
conversations.prefix: A Senator's Stripe! (for Vespillo and Lupus):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Tiberius Gallus has just made it official:  You are now Commanding Officer of the Imperial Roman Warship Scamander.
conversations.prefix: Your New Command! (Victor):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have a choice:  do you stay on with Captain Victor as the new Primus Pilus of the *Scamander* or do you return to *Stella Nova?*
conversations.prefix: Whom will you Serve? (for Leo):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've been offered a chair at the Imperial Academy of Science by none other than the Emperor himself!  Do you accept (and board the packet ship bound for Earth), or do you elect to remain aboard Stella Nova for what may be her last battle?
conversations.prefix: Do I stay or do I go?:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Why the hell didn't somebody warn you that *she* was aboard this damn ship?!
conversations.prefix: Your Ex-Wife (for Arius):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It fired two powerful blasts...then stopped!  The beam weapon needs to be brought back on line...*and quickly!*
conversations.prefix: Repair the Beam Weapon! (Agrippina et Arius):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Only a quarter the size of a bireme, corvettes are the space equivalent of PT boats.  Each is armed with four missiles.  Possessing little armor, their only hope of survival is to fire their salvoes and withdraw.  In a well-coordinated attack, however, they can kill a trireme.
conversations.prefix: Enemy Corvettes:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The closest enemy capital ship to *Stella Nova* and *Scamander* is the Quinquireme *Archimedes.*
  
  Engage.
conversations.prefix: Quinquireme:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: *Scamander* took a round in her main battery, and it's pretty bad.  You won't be able to get the weapon back on line, but the danger now is spreading fires.
conversations.prefix: Battle Damage (Gaius):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Natural Philosopher has been seriously wounded in the explosion.  Her life hangs in the balance.
conversations.prefix: Agrippina (for Vespillo and Agrippina):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A trireme has come alongside *Aquila Victorious,* and Gallus suspects that Crassus is planning to flee aboard her.  Your orders are to stop the trireme and capture Crassus **alive.**
conversations.prefix: Capture Crassus:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Gallus has ordered Nagumo's squadron to flank the Crassian fleet.
  
  **Note:** *This challenge is primarily for Lupus and Victor, but others can contribute.*
conversations.prefix: Flanking Maneuver:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It put Agrippina in the hospital last time you tried to fix it.  Can you cobble together a repair that keeps this wretched weapon on line for the remainder of the battle?
conversations.prefix: Jury-Rig the Beam Weapon (Arius and any helper on Stella Nova) :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: *Stella Corvus* is fleeing, presumably with Crassus aboard.  Your orders are to stop her with disabling fire.
conversations.prefix: Stop That Ship!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: In addition to the enemy crew, Marcus Crassus is being defended by a crack unit of praetorians.  This isn't going to be easy.
conversations.prefix: Crassus' Praetorians:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The good Doctor happened to hear Arius as he dispensed his advice to Agrippina on the topic of romance.
  
  What exactly is one supposed to do or say in such a potentially awkward aftermath?
conversations.prefix: An UNLIKELY Cupid! (for Agrippina and Vespillo):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Crassus' Praetorian Guard is attempting to capture *Scamander* in a desperate bid for their "Emperor" to flee to safety.  Can you repel them before they seize your ship?
conversations.prefix: Praetorians (Victor et Caelius):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Twenty First is one of Crassus' crack legions.  Men from the Second Cohort of that legion are aboard *Scamander*, and they aren't overly thrilled with the fact that you're trying to board their ship and capture or kill their Emperor.
conversations.prefix: II Cohors Legio XXI:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your orders are clear: Ensure that Crassus is taken alive.
  
  But your Captain has fallen and quite possibly in danger of dying himself!
  
   
  **What to you do, Doctor Antiochis Vespillo?** 
  
conversations.prefix: Crassus or Lupus? (for Vespillo):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're good with gadgets.
  
  *Really Good.*
  
  Perhaps frighteningly so.
conversations.prefix: Fanatical about Technology:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Some people just let all the paperwork stack up. Sometimes this leads to problmes, like missed information
conversations.prefix: Bad at admin:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Skilled people know the possibilities, experts know the limitations. Those with a lifetime of experience know how to circumvent those limitations (image from dreamstime)
conversations.prefix: Born in a space suit:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There's an immediately recognizable sincerity in your eyes.  It certainly goes a long way toward rallying people to your cause.
conversations.prefix: Sincerity:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Eureka! From time to time, you have a flash of insight that lets you draw the right conclusion with a minimum of information. Usually, you get it right.
conversations.prefix: Analytical Leaps:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Story teller:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: War breeds many atrocities and the survivors return telling tales of the horror you dealt.   
conversations.prefix: Blood on his hands:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: On the battlefield you did things, and sometimes you feel yourself back there. 
conversations.prefix: Horrors of Battle:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: When too many tasks exist, something will be missed and left unfinished or partially known.
conversations.prefix: Busy:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Normally, bad things roll off your back like water off a duck. But every once in a while...whoever just crossed you should run far far away. You are coming for them and it won't be pretty.
conversations.prefix: Epic Grudge:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sometimes, a crazy idea will strike you.  Maybe it will turn out helping things for the better?
conversations.prefix: Crazy Ideas:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Thinking outside the box is never a problem.  It often yields splendid results, but then again sometimes it yields utter nonsense as well.
conversations.prefix: Open to new Possibilities:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Many Romans go as a youngster to a gymnasium or atheneum, where they are taught oratio, grammatica and mathematica. 
  
  Those that don't find themselves at a disadvantage sometimes.
conversations.prefix: Lacks formal teaching:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The tyrant Crassus must pay for his crime, he has to die. 
conversations.prefix: End Crassus:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Come hell or high water, you are going to make an impact for your cause. 
conversations.prefix: Dedicated to the Cause:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are a man of war and strategy. 
conversations.prefix: Tactician:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are prone to losing your temper, and when you do, bad things can come out of your mouth.
conversations.prefix: Temper, Temper!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You know tactics and have plans inside plans. 
conversations.prefix: Tactitian:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: With a little discussion, some input from others, and a whiteboard, you can dream up the most creative solutions to the toughest problems. It's a team effort!
conversations.prefix: Brainstorming:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Sometimes keeping it straightforward is the most solid and most effective plan.
conversations.prefix: Keep it simple:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can only hope your decisions don't come back to haunt you.
conversations.prefix: Burden of Command:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're a man of your word, to a fault.  And it's going to create a lot of dicey situations for you.
conversations.prefix: Uncompromising:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're good at tactics. 
conversations.prefix: Tactician:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Here we go again...
  
  You inability to deal with the woman is the reason you got divorced in the first place...
conversations.prefix: Never Good At This:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: For all the *Nova Latium* blood in your veins, you make your decisions the way you think a Roman from *Terra* would.
conversations.prefix: Roman to a Fault:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Sometimes all it takes is one moment of clarity.
conversations.prefix: Eureka:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Where the Hades did they come from?
conversations.prefix: Stiff Resistance:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: ...carries the day.
  
  But not by much.
conversations.prefix: Your better judgement...:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: In battle, souls, like bodies, tend to be brused and battered. Like bodies, it will heal in time, possibly with some scars.
  
  But once a soul is broken, it will never fully recover.
  
  image from www.summitpost.org
conversations.prefix: Way too close to the edge:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Allright, already!  We've been waiting through two complete Romans In Space epic adventures to see what the heck happens with you two!  
  
  Don't limit your response to whatever cards you have remaining.  **Just tell us how our star-crossed (literally) would-be lovers finally end up!**
  
  *Time to put a big fat exclamation point on this whole saga!*
conversations.prefix: ...And it comes down to This...:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: In the thick of it you can't help but be overwhelmed by it.  
conversations.prefix: Battle Madness:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Civil War is over, now its time to get back to work, our allies need help. 
conversations.prefix: Unity: