Misc. documentation updates.

1 files changed, 31 insertions, 16 deletions

diff --git a/developer/STORYLINE b/developer/STORYLINE
index bd33282..add817f 100644
--- a/developer/STORYLINE
+++ b/developer/STORYLINE
@@ -12,7 +12,7 @@
 
 
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-	FACTIONS and PLACES
+	PLACES and FACTIONS
 
 
 	HOUSE LINDBLADE (protected by the Lindblade military)
@@ -31,13 +31,13 @@
 	- Praetoria system
 		planet Praetoria
 
-	PROTECTORATE (protected by the Ordinators)
+	COUNCIL CAPITAL (protected by the Ordinators)
 
 	The seat of the Council and the capital of the central planets.
 	Location of the Allied Intelligence Network headquarters.
 
-	- Protectorate
-		planet Corona
+	- Council Capital
+		planet Corona /find a better name/
 
 	INDEPENDENT COLONIES (protected by the Colonial Militia)
 
@@ -58,12 +58,12 @@
 	- Antwerp system
 		starbase Helianthos (guards the border)
 		Buccaneer's Den pirate base
-		planet Antwerp?
 
 	NEUTRAL SYSTEMS
 	
 	- Finnmark (Joint Miners Association headquarters)
 		planet Finnmark
+		mining operations
 
 	- East End
 		Ensor station
@@ -98,6 +98,11 @@
 	- Kiana system
 		Kiana Prime
 
+	DERELICTS
+
+		The Kadriant
+
+
 	Note on names:
 
 	Before the war, the systems controlled by the Great Houses were
@@ -324,16 +329,16 @@ I. Business
 	the local bartender was kind enough to offer me a job in his modest establishment.
 	He probably did it more out of sympathy then anything else, but as it turned
 	out, I'm great at doing the dishes and I always enjoyed	our conversations. 
-	That is, until last week, when I met Mister Brent.
+	That is, until last week, when I ran into Mister Brent.
 	
-	I never really got to know him very well but he must have remembered me from high
-	school. I was sitting at the bar when he suddenly tapped my shoulder. My memories
-	of him were vague. As he sat down, I ordered him a drink. We had some chit-chat,
+	Ages ago, we used to work in the same building and he must have recognized me.
+	I was sitting at the bar when he suddenly tapped on my shoulder. My memories
+	of him were vague, but as he sat down, I ordered him a drink. We had some chit-chat,
 	shared a few memories of distant times, but it didn't take hime very long to come
 	to the point.
 	
-	Brent was the business type. "The rising star of the Regula mining operations,
-	overseeing all shipments of niobium ore in the Ghant system", to quote his words.
+	Mister Brent was the business type. "The rising star of the Regula mining operations,
+	overseeing all shipments of niobium in the Ghant system", to quote his words.
 	His phrases like "A smart man could make a fortune" sounded rather hollow to me,
 	but he did have a point. 500 runs to Regula to pay the loan for the ship.
 	Another 1500 more to get myself a ship big enough to hold a small cabin with all the
@@ -346,7 +351,7 @@ I. Business
 	exchanged for Micron Corporation's latest Vector model. It's a small ship: 
 	the cockpit, a living compartment with a sleeping corner and a cargo hold 
 	just big enough to hold a few metric tons of whatever the owner had in mind.
-	All it misses is a pair of blasters to shoot the mosquitos from the windshield.
+	All it missed was a pair of blasters to shoot the mosquitos from the windshield.
 	
 	That would have added another 50 runs to the price.
 	
@@ -447,15 +452,25 @@ III. The suit
 	A wise man once said: "Curiosity is mankind's greatest gift. But it is
 	also mankind's greatest curse."	I didn't have to take him for his word: 
 	I've been in situations before were I wasn't supposed to belong,
-	and me intuition told me that ship was probably something I didn't want to know about.
+	and me intuition told me that particular ship was something I didn't want to know about.
 
 	By now it was almost 3 am and I was almost certain I was going to regret this nightwandering
 	episode when my alarm clock would obnoxiously announce the next morning. Almost, because
-	by now I had learned that no regrets and focus on the task at hand was usually the wiser
+	by now I had also learned that no regrets and focus on the task at hand was usually the wiser
 	course of action. Right now, the task was finding some sleep.
 
 	I turned around, walked to the elevator at the end of the corridor and pressed the button.
 	After a few seconds the doors opened with a joyfull chime and I stepped inside. "Level 6".
 	The elevator seemed to consider my request when the doors finaly closed and it started
-	moving upward. I leaned casually against the back wall, my right hand trying to catch the
-	yawn escaping my mouth. 
+	moving upward. I leaned casually against the back wall while my right hand was trying to catch
+	the yawn escaping my mouth. 
+
+Temporary notes:
+
+	III about getting stunned in the cargo bay 
+
+	 IV about waking up on Starbase Helianthos
+
+	  V about Linblade and 'they've hidden it'
+
+	 VI about the Kadriant