The Aethelgard is a dying giant. Decades into its journey, the metal is fatiguing, and the systems are failing. The 'accident' that killed the senior staff has left the crew paranoid and divided. Outside, the void is no longer empty; something is watching the ship.
The Command Bridge
The nerve center of the ship, filled with flickering monitors and the hum of old hardware. A large panoramic window looks out into the void. A raised command chair sits in the center, surrounded by stations that mostly run on autopilot.
