With a flash of light the surroundings changed and all of them including the sprite stood in a large dining room with fancy decorations.
"Welcome aboard the 'Light of Tudor', a merchant cruiser on his way from Persephone to Skerentis Minor.", announced the sprite.
"All of you have booked a passage on this vessel, but at some time between now and tomorrow morning a murder will happen. Don't even try to
prevent it. It won't succeed. You should now me. Your task will be to find the murderer on this spaceship. Except you, there is only the crew and
a few other passengers on board. And there is no way to leave or enter this ship during it interstellar travel. But now for your new roles. Will, you
are now... Colonel Nathaniel Musted."
With these words Will's appearance changed and in his place stood an middle-aged man with short hair wearing a yellow and grey colored
military uniform and a holster with a bolt pistol at his hip.
"You are now colonel and commanding officer of the 43rd Persephone Armored Infantry, and you and three of your squads in the passenger
compartment of the ship are on the way to Skerentis Minor for a troop assembly of several regiments.", continued the sprite, "There you will meet
the rest of your regiment and during your travel you planned to spent most of your time training your soldiers. Now to Rebecca, you will be...
Lady Constanzia Peacodis."
Now Rebecca's appearance form shimmered and she was now a beautiful blonde woman at the end of her twenties, wearing an elegant blue
dress and matching jewelry. She also felt a small firearm on her leg, carefully hidden by her dress.
"You, Rebecca, I mean Lady Constanzia, are now a member of the nobility of Thracian Prime and on your way to Skerentis Minor to purchase
exclusive arts and valuables for your residence as well as enjoy the amenities of a luxurious traveling. In your personal suite also waits your
personal bodyguards, consisting of some former army veterans. And now to Cal. You are now... Sister Miria Scarleth."
Now it was Cal's time to shiver when his form changed and in his place was now a young woman with short white hair wearing a clunky red and
black painted suit of eco-armour with bulky shoulder plates and religious symbols carved into the metal. She carried a plasma-pistol which was
magnetically stuck to her hip armor.
"You are Sister Scarleth of the Order of the Bloody Rose of the Sororitas, the military part of the Imperial church in this galaxy. You are also in the
rank of a Prioris and in command of a squad of battle-sisters, with the task to escort Deacon Corallis to Skerentis Minor for a holy synod. Your
tasks at this travel were mostly praying and securing the safety of the deacon. Now to Gabe, who looked forward to this genre the most. You are
now Magos Imanuel Plumars."
Gabe's form changed the most and he was now a tall figure in a purple hooded cloak, presumedly male, but all body parts in sight showed signs
of massive bionic augmentations. His right arm was completely robotic with exchangeable instruments instead of fingers and his eyes were two
yellow-glowing lenses. The rest of his changes were hidden by his robes.
"As Magos Plumars you are on your way to Skerentis Minor to inspect the local weapon factories which didn't fulfill their production rates. In
addition to your massive augmetics you were also accompanied by two well-trained members of the Techguard as well as a data savant. Now last
but not least, Logan. You are ... Security Officer Lyra Whiting."
"No, not again", screamed Logan, but a moment later he was a young female redhead in a white uniform with an ablative armor on top. She also
has a small automatic pistol holstered at her hip.
"Yes, again Logan. But I must say that the roles were handed out randomly.", said the sprite. "You are now Security Officer Whiting, former an
arbiter of Persephone, but now responsible for the security of merchant delegation on their way to Skerentis Minor to conclude a profitable trade
agreement. During this travel you and your team of security guards are responsible for their security and well-being.
Now that all of you are in their new roles it is time for me to leave you. I advise you all to see the rest of the ship with its mass of storages,
passenger rooms, machine rooms, hangar bays and other places, as well as meet your new companions which are part of your role. There will be
a formal dinner at 6 o'cloak board-time where you meet the captain and some of the crew and then somewhere in the night a murder will
happen. But who will it be?"
With this words the sprite faded away and the players eyed up each others and then went slowly their way to find their quarter and the rest of
their parties.