From the moment your starship entered the Pirate vessel's tractor beam, your mind was going a mile a minute. You and the rest of the crew were stuffed into small cages and left in the cargo hold. You were fortunate, when you mentioned you were a qualified navigator, you were quickly pressed into joining the crew. The rest of your former crewmates were less fortunate however, as they found themselves relegated to the evening's entertainment and/or meal.
Most old starships lacked a Nav AI, and required a navigator to operate. The Void Dirge already had a navigator, who also happened to be a human. But he had gotten cocky, started making all sorts of demands, thinking himself as irreplaceable. He had gotten on the Queen's nerves to such an extent, that the moment an opportunity to replace him appeared, the queen took it. She also took care to make an example out of him...
You vividly remember the scene. You remember gazing in horror as Queen Okama, a 450 feet tall monster of a saurian wearing rugged combat gear, flashing her toothy grin, held the helpless former navigator in her hand. You remember hearing the poor man's desperate pleas and the hearty laugh they were met by. You remember how he screamed bloody murder as the saurian pressed her clawed thumb into his chest. You remember the ease with which she flicked her thumb up and tore the man's head off his body like he was some cheap toy. You remember the visceral cracks and squelches as she tossed his body in her maw and chewed...
But most of all, you remember what she said to you right after:
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