Founded: Unknown
Before the cataclysm known as the Sundering, the towering structure now recognized as The Executive Suites was famously known as the Skyward Observation Deck and C Suite Penthouse. This opulent aerie represented the absolute zenith of The Spire of Dividends, a symbol of corporate might. It served as the exclusive domain for the Encarys conglomerate's highest-ranking decision-makers, a place where stratospheric deals were forged. From its lofty perch, champagne toasts were made above the very clouds, signifying unparalleled power and prosperity.
The Sundering: When the Galaxy Collapsed
When the galaxy eventually collapsed in the devastating event known as the Sundering, the penthouse's fate was irrevocably sealed. The massive blast doors leading to the lower levels were hermetically locked, severing all direct ties to the world below. This transformation turned the once-luxurious penthouse into a gilded, inescapable cage for the original executives who would become the progenitors of The Board. Their isolation began in an instant, forever changing their existence.
Over the Last Millennium: The Evolution of Delusion
Over the last millennium, isolated from reality, The Executive Suites evolved into the "Holy of Holies" for The Board's hyper-capitalist cargo cult. Here, seven Majority Shareholders, direct descendants of the original executives, prolong their lives through failing life extension therapies and selective breeding. They dedicate their existence to communing with an entity they call "The Invisible Hand." They interpret the random noise and static permeating the galaxy as vital "Market Signals."
In reality, these shareholders are not steering a galactic economy; they are merely hoarders of ancient, powerful encryption keys. The central Boardroom, a sacred chamber, houses the primary servers containing the "Golden Handshake Protocols." These ancient servers are worshipped as altars, imbued with mystical significance. The Shareholders genuinely believe that by inputting the correct Fiscal Policy encryption keys, they can manipulate the Market and open vast subspace trade lanes across the cosmos.
Their profound delusion extends to their perception of the world outside their sealed sanctuary. They remain blissfully unaware that the planet below has been utterly consumed by a rampant, overgrown jungle. Instead, their sensors depict these burgeoning wildlands merely as "Green Initiatives" or "Growth Sectors," perfectly fitting their corporate-centric worldview. Their very safety, however, depends on a brutal reality they refuse to acknowledge.
They treat "The Mortal Veil," a band of hardened pirates, with condescending benevolence, referring to them merely as "Contractors." The Shareholders are completely oblivious to the crucial fact that these very pirates are the only thing standing between them and utter annihilation. Without The Mortal Veil's protection, they would face the devastating wrath of the "Hostile Auditors of the Red Sun Dominion."
Current Status: Bullish but Volatile
The Executive Suites currently operate under a "Bullish but Volatile" market status, underpinned by an intense "High Level Paranoia" among the Shareholders. Their isolated, delusional existence continues, propped up by ancient technology and the dangerous protection of those they misunderstand.
Abandoned: Unknown
