The Final Testament of Captain Silvern
The last will and testament of Elva Levene, Vespra, Elane, Silvern.
The year 30505-30776 4th galactic era
This is my final will, one of the few things I have control over in my life. Unfortunately if anyone thinks Ill make this sappy, than its not your day.
I know that all you grasping polocks are only interested in my famed fortune. If so than today is most certainly not your day either.
First things first, I want to say; Rook Jorentin, you are forbidden from setting foot in my beautiful ship, because if you do I know it will be floating around the cosmos in splinters before the week is out.
Before you complain about the waist of a perfectly good ship, I will tell you that I wish my body to be lain to rest in my beloved vessel and set adrift in the Garaga sector, so I may eternally see my favorite constellations.
I know this is a woefully short and unpoetic final testament, but my ship was basically all I owned, and I think it will be much more fun to let you all guess where I hid my fortune ( have fun with that).
You can all fight it out while I watch and laugh from the after life.
Lastly, I will say I hated most of you while I was alive ( especially you Canatos ) except for maybe Rook who was less of a backstabber than you rotting lot( you still can’t have my ship).
Also, I know it was you who gave me the poison Niara, very smoothly done.
Starsdusk if I’m correct.
Lovey and incurable,and really well done on the delivery, but now I will haunt you till your, not so far off, dyeing day.
See you losers later!
(hugs, kisses, and total obliteration)
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