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Our Tainted Utopia
The destruction of Mars set back Starfleet's exploration endeavors for a decade, and delayed its recovery from the Dominion War. In the wake of such devastation to it's infrastructure and morale, Starfleet pulled back. It closed and secured its borders. Starleet and Federation ideals faltered.
The unity of the Federation was tested as member worlds threatened secession over the Romulan supernova incident, and Federation humanitarian instincts were hampered by hawkish isolationism. "Let them die," had been spoken in the halls of Starfleet Command before, and it was spoken again. The Federation stumbled.
The Hope of Barzan

But a stumble is a stumble, not a fall. Starfleet forged ahead. Efforts to bring the Barzans into the Federation were slow but steady. Voices grew among a people who had largely known austere poverty and favored tight familial bonds above the interstellar society. Some wanted more for their children. Barzan delegates began the painfully slow process of bettering their world for eventual Federation membership.
The broken promise of the Barzan wormhole, now almost thirty years ago confirmed to be unstable, was looked at through fresh eyes and new technology. It could be stabilized on both ends, but it would take a lot of resources and delicate precision. The Barzan people would need more than just Federation resources. It would need a combined effort of the quadrant's polities. One of the surprising architects were the Tholians, who are guaranteed access to the wormhole for their contribution.
Pathfinder II Project

Starfleet's return to the Delta Quadrant was haphazard. Like Voyager some twenty years ago, Starfleet assets within the quadrant were forced to fend for themselves between cyclical openings of the wormhole. Several vessels were lost or went missing. One of those vessels, the venerable Ambassador-class starship Adelphi, was among those casualties and a harsh lesson learned. The species adjacent to the wormhole remained hostile and advanced technologically. Starfleet had to rethink its logistical presence: it needed a permanent outpost to support its vessels. It needed the ability to form reliable diplomatic ties.
The answer was Pathfinder Station and the Pathfinder II Project, named after its predecessor project which maintained successful contact with the starship Voyager.
WIth Pathfinder Station under construction, Starfleet has shifted strategy in the Delta Quadrant. Rather than large vessels with a lot of manpower and resources invested in them, Starfleet is deploying small, fast vessels capable of long periods between refuel and resupply. The Rhode Island-class refits of the Nova platform seemed a decent foundation. They were redesigned for autonomous, deep space mission profiles.
The first of those vessels deployed in the Delta Quadrant is the starship Sojourner.
Latest Mission Posts
» Breakfast of Champions
Mission: Port of Call
Posted on Thu Jan 29th, 2026 @ 11:03pm by Lieutenant Tork & Lieutenant Commander Victoria Cross
Tork! Tork, Tork! Word had spread throughout the ship of the Ferengi from the Kodra-Lisett, who had been occasionally wandering through the halls fixing things here and there, and Victoria was beside herself with anticipation on meeting him. The Ops Chief was keen on building a strong rapport with her…
» Finding Paths
Mission: Port of Call
Posted on Wed Jan 28th, 2026 @ 6:14pm by Lieutenant Commander Karim
Doctor Karim sat alone in his newly-assigned quarters on Pathfinder Station, the lights dimmed to a level just above functional. The space was immaculate without being warm; every object had a purpose, every surface an intention. A tumbler rested in his hand, its contents an amber spirit he had not…
» Final Notices Protocol
Mission: Port of Call
Posted on Sun Jan 25th, 2026 @ 3:07am by Lieutenant Irynya
Cross-legged, with the quiet swish of holographic tides against sand in the background, Irynya sat on her bed facing a PADD. She'd set it up so that it could record her face, using a couple books to prop it in front of her. Maybe she should have been at her…
» A Friend's Last Duty
Mission: Port of Call
Posted on Sat Jan 24th, 2026 @ 5:32pm by Ensign Noah Balsam
Begin Personal Log... Noah Balsam...
The door hissed open and came with a cold waft of something perfume... something akin to myrrh and jasmine but sweet, crisp and alien. Noah had been here before, smelled it. It came from Ackadrian Dawn orchids. They sang... sort of tinkled... at the change…
» A Romantic (?) Evening
Mission: Port of Call
Posted on Fri Jan 23rd, 2026 @ 10:41pm by Lieutenant Commander Emni t'Nai & Lieutenant Tork
Lieutenant Tork had finally received the call he'd been waiting for, even if he'd only just recently come out from within the bowels of the ship. The Ferengi had spent the majority of the day after his impromptu breakfast with his old acquaintance replacing parts and pieces of the ship…
Latest Personal Logs
» Finding a Path
Posted on Wed Oct 22nd, 2025 @ 5:28pm by Ensign Grosh Frav
I’ve been staring at the transfer order for an hour now. Pathfinder Station. Engineering Division, Auxiliary Systems. A quiet posting, they said. “Stable environment.” I think that’s Starfleet’s polite way of saying you’ve earned a break after almost dying.
The Sojourner feels different since the Kazon incident. The ship hums…
» Thoughts of home
Posted on Mon Sep 9th, 2024 @ 2:53am by Lieutenant Commander Victoria Cross
Queensland, some five months ago, near Auburn River National Park at sunset. The sun reflected off of the green/stoney steam of the Auburn River, and standing on the edge, Victoria stood in a bikini and shorts, a towel wrapped around her waist, a long head of bright blonde hair dangling…
» Time to play
Posted on Sat Aug 5th, 2023 @ 1:56pm by Petty Officer 3rd Class Mia
Mia Phillips
Yeoman Mia Phillips found a way to fit in. Being an Orion caused the occasional rise of thee eye brow from time to time, but she made a name for herself by being punctual and having the answer to problems when asked to perform and not acting like…
» Personal Log: ENSIGN Noah Balsam
Posted on Sat Jun 24th, 2023 @ 9:34pm by Ensign Noah Balsam
"Huh? Huh? What do you guys think?"
Noah Balsam stood in the line of sight of his transmission- he wore a black uniform with gold shoulders, a black turtleneck and what appeared to be a seam of yellow that marked a chest flap closure. He tickled at his neck, craning…
» A Return to Service
Posted on Sat Apr 22nd, 2023 @ 6:04pm by Lieutenant Chaali
Chief Operations Managers Log.
I didn't think I would be back in this uniform so soon. I thought I'd put it away with the birth of our child, Iryndi. I named her after the most beautiful woman I've known. I hope the Fortunes are looking after her and those with…