FAMED TREASURE HUNTER HERMAN COLT MISSING AFTER NIGHT OF INDULGENCE
30 Oct 2024Grouchybhaal
Herman Colt, the galaxy’s most devilish treasure hunter, has gone conspicuously missing, setting the core systems abuzz with rumors as wild as his exploits. Colt, famed for recovering rare relics and stirring up unforgettable escapades, vanished three weeks ago from Frenis with a small entourage of pilots. His destination? The last known stash of Captain Morrigan, the galaxy’s most notorious pirate queen. The voyage, though, quickly spiraled into something… a bit steamier than your average hunt.Natasha Moore, Colt’s closest confidante and former flame, offered a tantalizing glimpse into the feverish days leading up to his disappearance. “It was vintage Herman—he’d been swaggering around like he’d already found Morrigan’s treasure. But this time, he had an extra glint in his eye, like he was hunting more than gold. The last night I saw him, he was surrounded by pilots, his eyes glittering as he boasted about Morrigan's legendary ‘secrets,’ his fingers lingering over the few pieces he had from her—like she was a mystery he hadn’t quite solved.”
Rumors of Colt’s fascination with Morrigan run deeper than professional admiration. A gallery of Morrigan's memorabilia lines the walls of his private quarters: silver cuffs rumored to have graced her wrists, a red leather-bound journal that still smells faintly of tobacco and adventure. His friends have said it borders on obsession. “He loves the thrill, but Morrigan? That’s a whole different fire,” Natasha added with a knowing smile. “If he found her treasure, he might just take his time exploring it.”
The night before Colt and his crew set out, the Frenis outpost witnessed a spectacular bender, a symphony of dancing, drinking, and close-pressed bodies that lasted until sunrise. Reports say Colt was at the heart of it all, his laughter carrying over the crowds as he whispered secrets to fellow treasure hunters and shot smoldering glances at passing admirers. At one point, he stood on a table, his shirt loosened and his eyes blazing as he toasted Morrigan, raising his glass to “the only woman worthy of the chase.”
It wasn’t long after that the entire crew vanished without so much as a farewell. No comms, no coordinates. Natasha admitted she wasn’t entirely surprised by the silence. “It’s Herman. He’ll go dark for days if it means making an entrance when he’s back. He lives for it. But this long? It’s… unusual.”
Morrigan’s story was one of high-risk heists, rivalry, and passionate trysts, particularly her infamous clashes with the Candira gang. Her disappearance in 3265 remains one of the galaxy’s great mysteries. “If Herman found her treasure, she might have claimed him, too,” Natasha mused, a hint of worry mixed with her signature smirk. “Or maybe he’s just in too deep with the wrong crowd. Either way, if anyone could survive an affair with a ghost, it’s him.”
So, the mystery deepens, with no sign of Herman Colt or his crew. For now, the galaxy can only wonder: did he find his prize, or did Captain Morrigan’s legend consume him?