Port Wander was the last bit of civilization on the Kronus Expanse.
It was the only stable space in an area rife with Warp Storms. Guild ships refueled here. Pilgrims, merchants and spies travelled through every single day. Military fleets rearmed and reloaded. Euron himself had pushed for the Space Station- code-named Port Wander to be refurbished and its defenses shored up.
Yet the defining feature of the port was its treachery and its ever-changing nature.
While technically neutral ground, it was rife with people always looking to take the biggest slice of the pie. And it was all done by gambling, smuggling, black markets, and even straight-up killing.
But it also had information.
The place had law and order. Tempered by corruption and blackmail, but law just the same.
The Arbites who ran the place were ruthless, but they created a kind of grey market without meaning to. A place where spies and thieves could go to fence off their goods and knowledge without getting caught and reputa