Indie RPGs. Story Games. OSR

Something's wrong with the galaxy and I don't know what it is. In the golden age of legend, with the Republic and the Jedi Order, when there was enough to eat and enough hope, when people could lift their eyes and see beyond the horizon, beyond the day. Children were born happy and some even grew up rich. The Jedi disappeared. The Republic was replaced by the Empire. Then, the Empire fell. Now we've got this. Volatiles, Vigilants, and Undaunted carve out what they can and defend it with blood and blasters. And Brain-pickers, oh, Brain-pickers see what none of the rest of us will: the world's psychic maelstrom, the terrible desperation and hate pressing in at the edge of all perception, it is this world now. And you, who are you? This is what we've got, yes. What are you going to make of it?