Sector7/Ceerti

Ceerti GalCat ID: 7:62 Location: 1,9 of GalSector 7 Government: Feudal Economy: Mainly Industrial Technology Level: 7 Population: 3.5 Billion (Fierce Slimy Frogs) Productivity: 8120 MCr Planet Radius: 4097km Location of Ceerti in Sector 7

This world is a revolting little planet.

Old Galactic Catalogue Entry for 7:62 (Ceerti)

Witchspace Routes

There are 2 direct Witchspace Routes from/to Ceerti:

Destination Distance Gov. Eco. TL Pop. Prod Ceraso 4.8 LY 5 1 11 4.7 Bln. 03045630456 MCr Gebeti 1.2 LY 1 7 02 1.3 Bln. 0015601560 MCr

Ceerti: Home of some well-known pilots

Trade

Item	Price			Quantity			Avail- ability	Annotations
	Min	Avg	Max	Min	Avg	Max
Food	5.2	5.4	5.6	12	12.5	13	100.0%
Textiles	6.8	7.3	8.0	13	14.5	16	100.0%
Radioactives	22.4	23.7	25.2	11	14.5	18	100.0%
Slaves	10.0	16.2	22.4	0	8.5	16	50.0%
Liquor/Wines	27.2	30.1	33.2	10	17.5	25	100.0%
Luxuries	88.0	88.6	89.2	30	31.5	33	100.0%
Narcotics	26.4	50.3	74.4	0	21.0	41	37.5%
Computers	78.4	79.0	79.6	14	15.5	17	100.0%
Machinery	54.0	55.3	56.8	22	25.5	29	100.0%
Alloys	32.4	38.5	44.8	14	29.5	45	100.0%
Firearms	65.2	66.6	68.0	0	0.0	0	0.0%
Furs	59.6	72.2	84.8	0	27.5	54	84.3%
Minerals	11.6	12.2	12.8	56	57.5	59	100.0%
Gold	37.6	39.0	40.4	5	8.5	12	100.0%
Platinum	66.0	72.1	78.4	0	19.0	63	96.8%
Gem-Stones	16.8	19.8	22.8	0	6.5	12	75.0%
Alien Items	39.2	40.6	42.0	0	0.0	0	0.0%
Average prices are based on long-term established averages (the so-called arithmetic mean). The average quantity is based only on quantity values greater zero. Availability gives a percentage whether a good is available in this system. Please note that these are statistical data. GalCop regulations expressively forbids the broadcasting of actual prices beyond the current system.

Fiction

It's perhaps unfair to call Ceerti a revolting little planet - yes, it's mainly industrial, and like Gebeti it's a feudal world, but much of that industry is underground, and the frogs have a lot of history. The many lakes with their surrounding mountains are well worth a visit, just don't go there during the mating season - then it is that the frogs earn their reputation for being fierce!

Some well-known pilots have made Ceerti their home, and make their living as couriers, taking cross-chart contracts which can be highly lucrative - and very dangerous.

The Battle of Ceerti

I'd over-nighted at Gebeti in the far top left corner of G7, and set course for Ceerti, an Industrial Feudal world, TL7.

Being Feudal it was pirate territory so there was no blockade. I set course for the station. After a while a few flags appeared on the scanner, briefly yellow, soon red. I ID'd them as fast as I could. A Boa Rottweiler and his escorts. And there was something else, a Mk III Cobra, a clean one. He'd hit the Rotti, who fled under injectors, and I helped him mop up the escorts. We got two, two escaped.

Clear skies now, so I headed towards the station. More yellow-then-red flags, lots of them. Too many to ID in one go, so I ID'd the two that stayed yellow. Both clean, and both getting roughed up. I hit the injectors to close in a bit and spotted something big. Another Rotti! A couple of minutes of intense dogfighting later he was replaced by a mess of cargo pods. I'd been taking hits from several directions, so spun round and confronted several Mambas all closing on me. Switching between front and rear lasers I picked them off, one by one.

I was still being pounded, and switching to rear view found the culprit, a Python Blackdog. He was soon dispatched and replaced with another sea of cargo pods.

One of the other clean ships, a Mk III Cobby was still around but in trouble. Another Python, not a 'dog this time but still bad news. However he was soon converted into cargo pods, and the Cobby and myself mopped up the remaining escorts. 11 plus ships dispatched, and more cargo floating around than I've ever seen. I collected over 30t of mixed booty and two escape capsules.

The rest of the run to the station was relatively quiet with just a Sidewinder and Mamba to deal with.

After docking, I remembered the first Rotti, the one that injected away. So I launched again and set course for the witchpoint. It wasn't long before three yellow-then-red flags appeared on the scanner. The Rotti and his two remaining Mamba escorts. I think these put up more of a fight than any of the others, but I was on fire tonight and their fate was sealed. With three more bounties and another 11 tons of booty, I returned to the station for a well earned rest.

I made a cup of tea (Earl Grey, Hot) and logged on to GalWeb Chat to catch up with some friends. Tales from the spacelanes... Smivs (2011)