Historia-7 manages the activities of the Dataphiles within the Archives compound of the Lorespire Complex. She took on her name when she became an apprentice to the former head of the Dataphiles, the reclusive Historia-6. Ever since her mentor disappeared in the Scoured Stars incident, she has assumed leadership of the faction. Historia-7 follows her predecessor’s meticulous methods of data analysis, but she has become somewhat obsessed with the idea that other organizations are somehow responsible for withholding data relating to the Scoured Stars. As a result, much of the Dataphiles’ current operations involve the active investigation and infiltration of other institutions, both within and beyond the Pact Worlds.
The Lorespire Complex, home and heart of the Starfinder Society, is a striking campus dedicated to knowledge. Communal labs and historical departments study the Archives’ massive collection of artifacts and texts, gathered by generations of agents from across the galaxy. A quick search of the directory indicates Historia-7 frequents the Archives’ Cortex, a computerized matrix containing digital records of the Starfinder Society’s most prominent discoveries.
The android reclines on a raised chair and is plugged into the local infosphere when the doors open. The neural cables detach themselves from her neck as she swivels in her seat to address the new arrivals. Greetings, Starfinders, she says calmly. I am Historia-7. If you are seeking a mission from me, please be aware that my request requires both discretion and speed. Do not accept it if you feel incapable of working within these parameters.
I discovered someone recently hacked into Bluerise Tower’s computer systems and stole a large amount of sensitive data from the resident corporations. I wish to be privy to this information. I managed to trace the hacker’s location through many proxies and erased the trail so that station and corporate security should be delayed in their pursuit. This deception will not fool them for long, so you must move quickly to retrieve the data before they can recover it. I will leave you to decide what to do with the hacker afterward, but should it be feasible, I believe that person would be an asset to the Society.
Historia-7 listen to the Starfinder before answering
Know that the Bluerise Tower is a private office structure maintained by multiple corporations and legally protected to the point that even the station’s Stewards have difficulty entering.
Why these corporations need such absolute sovereignty over their own affairs is a question of great interest to many people, including me. I believe that the companies know more than they let on, and that the Society needs to stay informed in its vulnerable state.
I have no idea of the mindset of the hacker but there is still nothing on the dark-infosphere, may be it was genuine, may be it was targeted. As for the data downloaded, I have no idea what it contains, it could be nothing or something big.
That's why speed and discretion are of the upmost importance for this mission
Hisoria-7 sends on your datapad the address to a flat in Drifter’s End, a district in the station’s Ring known for providing cheap housing to vagabonds of all sorts.
Go there, that's the coordinates I was able to triangulate to find the hacker's location.
Once outside, uses only secure channel to contact me if it's urgent. I trust you on this.
After a short drive on auto-taxi through Absalom Station, you get to the coordinates that Historia-7 gives you. They point to an apartment that resembles a cement cube, with several tomato plants in plastic barrels sitting on an otherwise barren porch. Boxes of nutrient broth, gardening tools, and various cultural knickknacks clutter the floor of the flat, leaving barely any room for visitors to sit down.
The plants are being hand-pollinated by a young man that turns to you, surprised to see so many people.
Hi! I'm Jubair. Are you here to buy some handmade organic tomato sauce? he says with great hope in his voice.
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Stepping forward and admiring the young man's hard work, "You seem to have quite the passion for these plants. They are well-loved, I believe I may want to purchase some of this sauce.." Ajatus engages in light conversation about his plants and business, trying win the young man over.
"Perhaps you could help us with some other shopping as well, we're looking for similar rare goods and services. Is there anyone living here that capable of computer programming or the like? A friend mentioned someone quite skilled resides in this building." Ajatus watches the young man's responses and tries to pick-up on any subtexts, hidden meaning, or signs of panic...
The young man smiles at Ajatus's words and starts selling some of his pot .
When asking about some else he seems genuinely clueless about that. Thinking hard he says.
I know nobody like that, but it's only a few years that's I'm living with my Grandma. But may be she's know someone like that!
He turns and yells
After several other yelling, an wizened old woman appears in a blue-and- white abaya appears. What's going on Jubair?
The old woman turns to the gnome and says Missing Data... missing data... missing... data? No, not a clue! she eagerly says while humbling for herself.
Then she turns to the group and says in a jovial tone But please, come in. We will discuss about that inside, around a cup of tea. Come in! turning to Jubair she says with a maternal tone Can you prepare some tea for us dear?
Then she moves inside the tiny apartment asking the Starfinder's to follow her.
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"Tea would be lovely, if it isn't a bother. Do you need help?" Ajatus shifts his attention to the older women trying to get a read on what she isn't saying...
As the others enter Ajatus becomes more direct, "Ma'am, if you know anyone that may have the skill to hack an elite corporation please tell us. They may be in danger. We've been sent to help them, though corporate agents may be on the way."
For Ajatus the old woman seems genuine but have concerns about something.
I have really nothiii... she starts saying while serving a hot herbal the when she seems to realize something.
She starts touching her neural implants and seems to have some sort of reckoning!
By Desna! I have a lot of files in it!
Jubair is shocked by this revelation!
She explains that yes, she has the stolen files, though she has no idea how she got them. Ceren calmly explains her circumstances to you: she had indeed been a hacker in her earlier years—one of the best of the best in her field. However, old age brought on a degenerative brain disease, which forced her into retirement.
Augmentations in Ceren’s brain halted the damage and keep her functional, but she still has large lapses in memory and is no longer as capable as she once was. Ceren concludes that she must have slipped into a younger mindset, performed the hack, and forgotten about it. Since she cannot recall the circumstances, she is happy to give the files you in exchange for their aid.
Since I'm guilty of stealing from Bluerise Tower, it is only a matter of time before corporate security hunts me down. I have no realistic hope of evading agents in my current state.
She looks at you and continues, hopes in her voice I would like that you help me fake my death to get me out of the hot water I have landed herself in, and that you place Jubair under Society protection. Will you agree?
After a pause, she adds, with some enthusiasm, Remind me of my younger days!
Ceren smiles at Tixylix. That's not exactly what I was in mind my young friend. I need more substantial action to assure my survival as well as Jubair.
She looks at Bilimi and adds [b]If I could do it myself I will not need of your help.
What you can do is manipulate data to convince the station systems that I'm is dead. And also that provide me a new identity to take over.
Historia-7 quickly responds to Bilimi That's your mission. Deal with it.
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Ajatus listens to the team and Ceren, sipping at his tea. "This is delightful... We can certainly assist you Ceren. Once we're done, you provide the data you acquired and perhaps agree to aid the Starfinders occassionally?"
Once Ceren responds he turns to the team, "Perhaps a more ordered approach? Generally when one dies, there's a body. Can we acquire a reasonable double or someone willing to lie about such a corpse?"
Morgues don't seems that well protected and Tixyix, through the infosphere, is quickly able to falsify one of the report of make look like a newly dead is Ceren.
Certainly a poor family will never know that their grandma/ma/wife have died and will hope several years that she will reapers but at least for that part, Ceren is dead.
Ceren smiles at Ajatus and says Depending on how good you are, I could be helping the Starfinder from time to time. But I don't mind being a Starfinder, after all, you need a bunch of new recruits! But making me one don't make me one my dwarf friend.
After Tixylix says he was able to make her dead, she says Great! Now, I need a new identity and a new life.
I let you finish this and I will meet at a designated meeting place in Jatembe Park in 6 hours.
I need to do something before.
See you there young friends and take care of my beloved Jubair!
Open to all citizens, Jatembe Park occupies a wide portion of the Eye of Absalom Station. Filled with lush trees and open grass fields, the park offers some natural terrain to the otherwise metal- clad station. Ceren’s meeting point is one such forested portion of the park, specifically a spot often ignored by citizens due to the winding path required to reach it.
Ceren don't seem ready to live in the wild and Ziamat's lesson falls flat but Jubair on the contrary seems quite interested by it!
Basalt is able to create a new identity for Ceren, but he think it will not be enough to create a new life for her.
Unfortunately, none of Bilimi's contact are ready to take the risk for an old hacker.
In the meanwhile, Ajatus's contacts seems eager to help him make a good cover for Ceren.
Unfortunately it seems that the SSN is better protected than the morgues one and Billimi is unable to enter in it.
This time Ajatus is less successful in his attempt and is quickly (for an administration) reminded that trying to subordinate an official Absalom SS agents is passible of fine and even prison.
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Appropriately frustrated after dealing with Station bureaucratic processes, Ajatus tries a new avenue. Using his success with old contracts and partners, "Perhaps we can utilize a path for refugee's gaining entrance to the Station." He tries to work with a re-settlement program to build two new identities from a world whose records could feasibly have been destroyed.
Working together, Bilimi and Ajatus are able to find new allies and contacts for Ceren while Ziamat explains to Jubair the basic of piloting in which he listen with all his ears !
It seems that you finishes to create a complete new identity for Ceren in time!
Once the new identity set, you put Jubair in the hands of Starfinder's colleagues and drive to the Park.
As you see Ceren waiting for you on the other side of the bridge, you are able to spot three forms emerging from the nearby bushes wearing black suits and pistols in hand.
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Basalt makes his way closer to Ceren. "Miss Tessmaker! Miss Tessmaker! We've been looking all over for you. You're needed back back at the office. Young Mr Luthor is causing all sorts of problems and we need you to sort it all out." If the suited gentlemen are looking for Ceren, he hopes to convince them that this isn't her.