The Outpost, initially commissioned in 2850 CE, began its life as the Encarys Executive Retreat Tax Haven. It was designed as the epitome of corporate opulence, a luxurious sanctuary where the galaxy's elite could escape the repercussions of their own policies.
In 3199 CE, a simple catering menu for a retirement party was created, an unassuming document that would later gain profound significance. The following year, 3200 CE, saw the galaxy plunged into silence by The Sundering, an event that left the retreating executives trapped within the Haven's walls. Cut off from their vast assets and driving purpose, they slowly descended into a collective madness.
Over time, their corporate bylaws warped, evolving into a rigid theology they termed "The Merger." A millennium of profound isolation followed, during which the population within the Spire stabilized at precisely 100 Shareholders. This genetically stagnating aristocracy came to believe they were actively maintaining the fiscal solvency of a universe that had long since forgotten them.
They reinterpreted the encroaching Encarys jungle not as nature, but as "External Market Volatility" to be meticulously mitigated. During this long period, the ancient catering menu from 3199 CE became "The Divine Text," revered by the High Board as their Ancient Quarterly Report. Additionally, a sophisticated distress signal, slowed down by 800 times, began looping through the facility's elevators, a plea for extraction ignored for a thousand years.
In 4153 CE, the pirate faction known as The Mortal Veil discovered the isolated Spire. Heldra Vance, the faction's leader, astutely recognized the Shareholders' deep-seated obsession with contract law and strict neutrality. The Veil then presented a unique proposition.
They offered crucial protection from the aggressive local flora and fauna that threatened the facility. In exchange, The Mortal Veil sought to use the Spire as a neutral ground for their underworld banking operations and diplomatic summits. The Shareholders, maintaining their delusion of control, accepted the arrangement, classifying The Mortal Veil as "Third Party Security Consultants."
Today, the Outpost remains operational, albeit under what the Shareholders describe as "High Volatility." The facility is visibly crumbling, with Tier 4 maintenance droids often seen sweeping dust into piles only to scatter it again. Despite its disrepair, the Spire has become renowned as the safest place in the sector to sign a deal with a devil.
Mysteries persist within its walls, like the "Chairman's Private Sanctum," a door requiring a keycard no one possesses. Behind it lies only a janitorial closet containing a mop bucket solidified into a fossil, a stark reminder of the Outpost's forgotten past.
