Nova Lilies / STLRLILY

Our story begins many years ago, in the Nyx system. Our brothers and sisters shed blood and tears on the planet of Delamar during the revolution. The Messers, the owners of the planet, were ruthless; killing and destroying all that we knew. Many of our Families died to their cruelty- leading the orphans in our planet down a path of desperation. Many of us fled to the city of Levski, a abandoned mining facility on the planet- supposedly a safe haven from the Messers’s vicious “Peacekeepers”. However, this “People’s Alliance”, as they called it, was just as poor as the rest of us. Me and my friends were among those orphaned at the hands of the Messers. One day, we met a man by the name of Wallace. He had us meet him at the Cafe Mussain, Levski’s famous bar. He introduced us to smuggling; Handing us enough money to buy a Mercury Star Runner, and application for a UEE Issued license. The four of us jumped at the idea that we could make the kind of money to loan someone a ship! Using the MSR, and our knowledge of the local population and economy, we paid back our loan in full to Wallace. As time went on, it became increasingly obvious that we had to leave our nest, and venture further than our barely-a-planet home. We lined our MSR with Glow and Thrust and hopped through the jump-point to Magnus.

In Magnus, we became renowned smugglers- known for our efficiency and reliability. Running anything from Drugs to Counterfeit goods, we got anything that others needed from and to the appropriate points. There, we became known as the Nova Lilies- named as such after our practice of leaving a red and orange lily at the destination. One day, we had our first run in with the UEE. An undercover agent asked us to smuggle weapons from Magnus to Casell in the Goss system. We walked right into a UEE ambush. We were let off with an offer- gather intel on drug lords and their clients, or go to jail. In the end, we took the former option. We disclosed some of our client’s details, and one’s location. That day, we swore off smuggling and crime.

A couple years later, we were living peacefully as cargo runners on Casell. One day, we all find a bright red lily and a note. “We have a job.”, signed “W”. Our curiosity piqued, we gathered and hopped in our old MSR and got on the first route to Stanton. Wallace had stationed himself in GrimHex, a old mining colony that is now overrun by drug lords and criminals.