You could not believe your eyes as the merchantman came into view, fat with booty and ripe for the taking. Solar sails the size of buildings and shimmering with waves of energy. The crew were starving for the filthy lucre that they could take from the hold. Silks from Saturn, Plutonian Ales and arcanotechnology to fit the ship with.

You are the Privateer Crew of the RAS Grey Caller fighting in a space opera world. You will sail the archipelagos of the rings of Saturn, dive to the depths of the Neptunian seas and fight with the lizard men of Mars only to slip away into the Aether and avoid the reach of the Terran Navy.

A game of swashbuckling action and planetary romance.