++IMPERIAL YEAR 399.M39++
The Mandragora Sector is in decline. Lords and masters are divided and ineffectual. Weak men are driven by ambition they cannot hope to fulfill. Petty squabbles overshadow looming threats. Perhaps the region can be saved from itself, but that is beside your business.
As agents of a Rogue Trader dynasty, you seek profit above all. Tumult and chaos are synonymous with opportunity, and he who refuses to seize opportunity can only weep in the end. The petty struggles of governments and military powers are only of concern to you so long as they stand with or against your pursuit of wealth. You act as one of the only truly free agents in the Imperium.
Of course, others see the same signs, the same opportunities. For the amount of wealth available to be seized, many would sell their souls and abandon their humanity--sometimes literally. Cutthroat doesn't begin to describe the lengths to which your enemies will go to seize that which is rightfully yours.
Perhaps of equal concern is the presence of xenos agents; are they valuable trade partners or sources of strife and conflict? Freedom from the laws of any individual world protect you from most repercussions, but the arm of the Inquisition is long, and can come from anywhere.
You walk the razor's edge between financial ruin and eternal damnation. Your enemies will be many and your true allies few. Such immense wealth draws envious rivals and thieves alike. But if you can maintain the balance, defend what's yours, and destroy those who stand in your way, you will walk a path that leads to true power--and more importantly, the freedom to use that power as you see fit.
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