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| Ensign Phelps, ripped asunder by a flock of rabid Psi-Bats. |
| Lieutenant Collins, drowned by Solvint, the liquid assassin |
| Ensign Lefler, who suffered a fatal reaction to the mushroom spores on Tygax. |
| Yeoman Mitre, who was flayed alive and whose skin was worn as a shawl at the Homicidal Cotillion on Alpha- Jame Six… |
| Ensign Jones, whose viscera was replaced with faulty clockwork machinery by Tad Minkerer, the Mad Tinkerer. |
| Ensign Potter; who fell into the bottomless pits of Mynoth—where his screams are still heard to this day… |
| Lieutenant Nietzsche, wished out of existence at the whim of Emperor Skilp. |
| Ensign Velez, trampled to death in the running of the Smulls… . |
| Ensign Phosphor, mauled and incinerated by a Magma Bear on Pyrsus Major. |
| Lieutenant Shaffer; fatally tortured… her screams used to tune Mozach’s Death Harp… |
| Ensign Kent… crushed to death in the voodoo grip of Mama Legba on Carribax. |
| Yeoman Spengler. Adrenaline siphoned off as a sauce in the cannibal kitchens of Lovidodd. |
| the name of service to their ship. Their service and their lives were cut tragically short by the never-ending parade of terrors this galaxy has to offer. We commemorate their remains to the cold embrace of the same void they paid the ultimate price to explore. |