Welcome to the USS Arawyn!


Epsilon Fleet · Sovereign Class · NCC-94817

Proudly operating under the banner of Epsilon Fleet, the USS Arawyn stands as a beacon of exploration, diplomacy, and defense in the 25th century. As a Sovereign-class starship, Arawyn carries the legacy of Starfleet's finest, balancing cutting-edge technology with the enduring ideals of the Federation.

From the frontiers of uncharted space to the heart of political negotiations, the Arawyn is home to a diverse crew dedicated to duty, curiosity, and the pursuit of peace. Every officer, every cadet, and every civilian aboard shares a common purpose: to seek out new life, protect the innocent, and uphold the values of the United Federation of Planets.

Whether you're a seasoned veteran or stepping onto the deck for the first time, welcome aboard.

Per umbra, lux — Through shadow, light.


Latest News Items

» Arawyn Podcast?

Posted on 31 Aug 2025 @ 10:22pm by Captain Sabrina Corbin in General News

Podcast-Style Summaries Now on YouTube


Not an official podcast, not something heavily produced, but some of you already know from Discord that I’ve been experimenting with an AI-generated, podcast-style summary of our sim logs. I have no plans to do formal sim reports or weekly summaries, but I find this format fascinating. It’s quick for me to produce and may help anyone who’s struggling to keep up with the flow of posts.



There are no posting minimums here, and if anyone ever needs a hand getting re-engaged, please let me know. My plan is to share these every other week,…


» Assignment: Arawyn completed

Posted on 18 Aug 2025 @ 2:43pm by Captain Sabrina Corbin in General News

=/\= News from the USS Arawyn =/\=

Exciting times aboard the USS Arawyn! We’ve officially wrapped up our inaugural mission,
Assignment: Arawyn, with an impressive 43 mission posts and 6 personal logs.
That’s a strong start and a testament to the creativity and energy of this crew.

Now it’s time to cast off the docking clamps and chart our course into the stars with our
first full plot: Fractured Accord. A dedicated wiki has been posted to track this mission,
and it will continue to grow as you bring the story alive through your posts.
View the Fractured Accord Wiki…


» Fractured Accord – Coming Soon

Posted on 16 Aug 2025 @ 4:48am by Captain Sabrina Corbin in Sim Announcement

Epsilon Fleet Command has given the USS Arawyn her first true test: a convoy escort into the disputed Tavrik system. On the surface, the assignment is routine — safeguard three science and terraforming vessels on their journey to Tavrik III and provide protection while critical upgrades are made planetside.

But the Tavrik region is anything but routine. Rival factions stake claims, colonists clash over Federation presence, and the balance between diplomacy and disaster hangs by a thread.

Launching soon, Fractured Accord will take the Arawyn and her crew into contested space, where trust is fragile, tensions are high, and the…


» Welcome to the Arawyn

Posted on 26 Jul 2025 @ 8:49am by Captain Sabrina Corbin in General News

Don’t mind the dust, things are still coming together around here.

The Arawyn is officially open for business (or mischief, depending on your department). If you've found your way to this message, congratulations, you've got a head start on the rest of the crew. That means it’s time to polish those boots, dust off those pips, and report in. We’re building something special, and your character might just be the chaos catalyst, or the voice of reason, this Sovereign-class beauty needs.

Until then, poke around, make yourself at home, and if you break anything, well, just say Ops was already…


Latest Mission Posts

» Turning on the lights

Mission: The Displaced
Posted on 02 Dec 2025 @ 10:40pm by Lieutenant Lelina Evans & Ensign Ryan Collingway

--Eirian ship----

Ryan glanced at Mira, wondering where the alien wanted to send her. To investigate the displacement, perhaps? He remebered how she felt earlier. "If you need anything, just holler," he said reassuringly.

"Engineer....." The one named Kaet said. "Follow."

Ryan followed him. The interior of the passageway was dark, with a soft glowing light from an interior vein. There was some things that were universal among all ships. This was screaming 'low power mode'.

He was led to a large chamber that resembled an engineering of some kind. He could see plenty of buttons and conduits, but they…


» You guide, we follow

Mission: The Displaced
Posted on 02 Dec 2025 @ 5:05pm by Commander Suzanna Batenburg

//// Transporter room 1 ////

Suzanna strode into the transporter room, a few people had already gathered, she noticed Ensigns Quin and Collingway and nodded in greeting. Shortly after, two more operations people arrived.

“Corbin to Batenburg. Our… Eirian guests, are ready to join the away team. We will transport them directly from here to meet you.”

“Understood, Captain,” Suzanna replied. “Engineering, Science and Operations standing by. I suggest we also send a shuttle over in case we run into power problems and cannot transport.” She stepped onto the transported pad, carrying a tricorder and a phaser, set to stun.…


» The Benzite Problem

Mission: The Displaced
Posted on 01 Dec 2025 @ 10:00pm by Ensign Ryan Collingway & Lieutenant Commander Riah Amberlyn XMD

// Benzar & Arawyn //

A few days after his initial meeting, Counselor Barda started his day with a fresh pot of tea. His private clinic was high up in the mountains. Admittedly it was difficult to get to for some, but the stunning view offered a comforting setting to those that visited him by shuttle. For now, though, it was quiet, and he continued the work Doctor Amberlyn requested. When it was finished, he released a sigh.

"I see," he said to no-one in particular.

This couldn't wait a week. He requested an urgent meeting with Doctor Amberlyn.

——Vid-Comm…


» Last Meal

Mission: The Displaced
Posted on 01 Dec 2025 @ 7:42pm by Ensign Ryan Collingway & Ensign Mira Quinn

== Ten Forward ==

Mira walked into Ten Forward, still thinking of her recent discovery. She was more tired than hungry, but she knew that if she won't eat now, she won't be able to fall asleep.

She got herself a salad from the replicator, then turned to look around. A few of the science crew were sitting at a table, but before she could join them she caught sight of Vel.

"Hey, Mira!" Her roommate waved her over. Vel was sitting at a table alone.

"You won't believe what I did today," she started as Mira sat down.

"You…


» Staying on top of Things

Mission: The Displaced
Posted on 30 Nov 2025 @ 11:16pm by Ensign Lucas Scott

-*- Main Armory -*-

Luke tapped away with a smile on his face, pleased with how the day's efforts were going. He and several other ensigns had been tasked with inspecting and verifying the status of the Arawyn's personal weapons and early that morning had split off into smaller groups to take on what was a fairly large and tedious task. But where others were groaning and venting their frustrations through mumbling and other gestures he was genuinely enjoying himself. Each piece of equipment had to be verified as in proper working order and inventoried then properly secured and made…


Latest Personal Logs

» A Secret Worth Keeping (Part 2)

Posted on 02 Nov 2025 @ 10:25pm by Ensign Ryan Collingway

///USS Thysia///
(Continued)

The corridor appeared to be empty. Ryan gripped his phase pistol tightly. He could hear the sound of pounding in the distance. “That seal isn’t going to hold for long.”

They soon arrived at a break in the passageway, going to the left and right. “Which way?’” Ryan whispered. “There are escape pods on either side.”

“Let me check out the right,” Mendon said. “Stay here.”

Ryan nodded. “Be careful,” he said, and watched him disappear into the darkness.

“Ryan!” one of the engineers hissed. Ryan turned to the left, and for the first time in his…


» A Secret Worth Keeping (Part 1)

Posted on 02 Nov 2025 @ 10:11pm by Ensign Ryan Collingway

OOC: Fairly large log, so split into two parts

Starbase 369

“All hands, this is the Captain. Docking complete. Shore leave is authorized for forty-eight hours. Department heads coordinate coverage and readiness reports before departure. You’ve all earned the time," the Captain said over the com.

Commander Boren had remotely decided who would go when, and Ryan’s turn had been selected first. He left the Arawyn, feeling a strange sense of…relief? It was hard to describe what he was feeling. Nor did he know what to do with his free time. While he wasn’t one to indulge in drinking, he…


» [Backlog] 'The Same Song and Dance'

Posted on 14 Sep 2025 @ 2:44pm by Ensign Ryan Collingway

OOC: Takes place a month before reassignment to the USS Arawyn.

---Earth, San Francisco---
---Counselor's Office----

Ryan entered the counselor's office, on time as scheduled. The counselor in question, Doctor Jenzen Poliski, was an elderly man in his seventies. The counselor had wanted to call him JP. It didn't stick.

"Hello, Ryan," Jenzen greeted. "Come on in. Would you like coffee? Tea?"

"Sure," Ryan said. Truthfully, he didn't want either. But he knew how this worked. Give the counselor what he wanted, and he could leave faster. "Tea would be good."

Jenzen poured a cup, and put the tea in.…


» An Excerpt from My Journal

Posted on 07 Sep 2025 @ 9:21pm by Crewman Clara Barton

I’ve finally gotten back to journaling after embarking on what will probably be the most stupendous experience of my life. The words on this page are for my eyes only, and somehow it centers me to get my thoughts down on paper. And yes, I’m still old school, writing in cursive with pen and ink just as I’ve been doing since childhood. Back in my pre-pubescent days, it was a “Dear Diary” sort of thing jotted down in a little pink book with a lock that anyone could pick with a safety pin. By high school, diaries had graduated to…


» Settling In Part II of II

Posted on 03 Aug 2025 @ 2:04am by Captain Sabrina Corbin

=/\= Captain’s Quarters =/\=

The final items in the crate were a set of leather-bound journals filled with unlined linen paper. Three were in various states of use, their corners soft, spines creased, and certain pages dog-eared to mark their importance. All three were full. The fourth was new, its leather unmarred, the pages blank, though she suspected the first entry would be written tonight.

Beside them was a small bundle of pens: black ink rollerballs in her preferred 0.7mm size. Not fancy, but they wrote cleanly, and she liked the way they moved across linen paper. She had once…