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My net is down, so ive been off the grid for a bit
Oui! Its the Septonians
Key! you forgot about your guys on Icarus!....I feel so.......forgotten!
Task Force Blue
( 50 ships strong)
Admiral Lochan Kalai
Some distance away from Falacia ( Well outside of visual or sensor range)
The admiral chuckled as he looked at the message sent by the nation of Sazkarjhia, they obviously had no idea this was war. When coupled with the intercepted response from the Eternal Union Lochan couldn’t help but laugh aloud, getting the attention of some of his junior officers on the bridge.
“ They say we are suicidal” he laughed “ With their superior numbers and technology” he laughed again “ I hope they are always this naive” he said, taking a puff from his pipe. The drones around the planet were active but he was yet to hear anything from his recon vessel in system. He knew their naval strength and defense stations and had already calculated targeting vectors and their axis of advance. Overwhelming firepower was the name of the game, the fleet had enough missiles to alter the geography of planets and the cannons to back them up. Once their communications and their fleet were destroyed, landing on the planet itself would be the goal.
“ Sir?” the youngest and most junior marine officer said timidly “ If we already have coordinates and targeting solutions, why don’t we just fire from here?”
All conversations on the bridge stopped as everyone turned to collectively stare at the marine officer. The Kalai family were gods amongst Aradites and have been in the military since the 1st great war. They were first cousins to the Timonus family, the direct descendants of the Septonius family who founded the concordant. Talking down to a Kalai was tantamount to blasphemy, an immediate loss of honor. As everyone continued to stare at the young officer the weapons officer was furiously typing away at his console, calculting how the gravity would effect the shots.
“ Actually sir, that is feasible” the weapons officer interjected “ We are far enough away from the sun and other celestial bodies that the shot would be minimally affected. We can successfully fire out of visual range as long as we have the Blackhole ship spotting for us.”. Lochan nodded as he listend to his weapons officer, he was to busy coordinating other forces and communicating with command that he didn’t consider that option. A smile slowly spread across his face as he turned towards the young marine officer
“ You do the corps proud son, its good to see that academy is still teach you how to think” Lochan said with a chuckle “ share the targeting solutions with the fleet and form up in three vessel firing teams. We will stagger our firing times so that a constant barrage can be attained. What is our time till impact from here?” he said switching his gaze to the weapons officer.
The officer quickly went back to furiously typing on his console “ The first barrage would take an hour to reach its target and at our maximum firing rate we will land roughly two barrages every two minutes, including cooling time.” Lochan nodded again and did the mental calculations in his head. All of the vessels in this fleet, save the Blackhole and Carrier class vessels had two magnetically accelerated torpedo tubes which could fire two salvos before needed to cool. If 25 ships fired their salvos and cooled while the other half fired, they could cut that 2 minute lag time in half.
“ Split the fleet in half, maintain tight formation and prepare to fire on my order.”
Taoshe
Orbital station 2
As the Syren finished the docking procedures Velka and the rest of her senior crew made their way off the vessel and into the interior of the docking arm, meeting Voroei and his file there. The interior of the station would look extremely civilian, advertisements and holographic posters covered the walls. Citizens of the concordant calmly made their way down the length of the arm, glancing up towards the Lorca before returning to their conversations or prior business. If seen civilians wasn’t odd for the Lorca then their apparel would certainly turn some heads. Their dress varied from ankle length linen dresses, robes and suits to fluorescent tube top and mini skirt combos, shorts and even full spandex suits.
“ There is nothing like home” she said under her breath as walked towards the docking bay door, waiting for the Lorca to exit. “ Ehlnada euro ni? what does it mean?” she would say as the Lorca got off to greet them.
( 50 ships strong)
Admiral Lochan Kalai
Some distance away from Falacia ( Well outside of visual or sensor range)
The admiral chuckled as he looked at the message sent by the nation of Sazkarjhia, they obviously had no idea this was war. When coupled with the intercepted response from the Eternal Union Lochan couldn’t help but laugh aloud, getting the attention of some of his junior officers on the bridge.
“ They say we are suicidal” he laughed “ With their superior numbers and technology” he laughed again “ I hope they are always this naive” he said, taking a puff from his pipe. The drones around the planet were active but he was yet to hear anything from his recon vessel in system. He knew their naval strength and defense stations and had already calculated targeting vectors and their axis of advance. Overwhelming firepower was the name of the game, the fleet had enough missiles to alter the geography of planets and the cannons to back them up. Once their communications and their fleet were destroyed, landing on the planet itself would be the goal.
“ Sir?” the youngest and most junior marine officer said timidly “ If we already have coordinates and targeting solutions, why don’t we just fire from here?”
All conversations on the bridge stopped as everyone turned to collectively stare at the marine officer. The Kalai family were gods amongst Aradites and have been in the military since the 1st great war. They were first cousins to the Timonus family, the direct descendants of the Septonius family who founded the concordant. Talking down to a Kalai was tantamount to blasphemy, an immediate loss of honor. As everyone continued to stare at the young officer the weapons officer was furiously typing away at his console, calculting how the gravity would effect the shots.
“ Actually sir, that is feasible” the weapons officer interjected “ We are far enough away from the sun and other celestial bodies that the shot would be minimally affected. We can successfully fire out of visual range as long as we have the Blackhole ship spotting for us.”. Lochan nodded as he listend to his weapons officer, he was to busy coordinating other forces and communicating with command that he didn’t consider that option. A smile slowly spread across his face as he turned towards the young marine officer
“ You do the corps proud son, its good to see that academy is still teach you how to think” Lochan said with a chuckle “ share the targeting solutions with the fleet and form up in three vessel firing teams. We will stagger our firing times so that a constant barrage can be attained. What is our time till impact from here?” he said switching his gaze to the weapons officer.
The officer quickly went back to furiously typing on his console “ The first barrage would take an hour to reach its target and at our maximum firing rate we will land roughly two barrages every two minutes, including cooling time.” Lochan nodded again and did the mental calculations in his head. All of the vessels in this fleet, save the Blackhole and Carrier class vessels had two magnetically accelerated torpedo tubes which could fire two salvos before needed to cool. If 25 ships fired their salvos and cooled while the other half fired, they could cut that 2 minute lag time in half.
“ Split the fleet in half, maintain tight formation and prepare to fire on my order.”
Taoshe
Orbital station 2
As the Syren finished the docking procedures Velka and the rest of her senior crew made their way off the vessel and into the interior of the docking arm, meeting Voroei and his file there. The interior of the station would look extremely civilian, advertisements and holographic posters covered the walls. Citizens of the concordant calmly made their way down the length of the arm, glancing up towards the Lorca before returning to their conversations or prior business. If seen civilians wasn’t odd for the Lorca then their apparel would certainly turn some heads. Their dress varied from ankle length linen dresses, robes and suits to fluorescent tube top and mini skirt combos, shorts and even full spandex suits.
“ There is nothing like home” she said under her breath as walked towards the docking bay door, waiting for the Lorca to exit. “ Ehlnada euro ni? what does it mean?” she would say as the Lorca got off to greet them.
So rune magic?
I dont know why I havent asked this question before. What kind of magic do you people use Duck?
Rune Magic?
Enchantments?
Sorcery?
Etc......
Rune Magic?
Enchantments?
Sorcery?
Etc......
Im still on the fence, im not sure if I should transplant my nation there....or make a new one........ hmmmmm...
Will anyone be joining both RPs? Other then Key and Duck?
Look for the back and forth between Duck and I over Falacia. He told me it was a trading world for your nation.
STC Syren
The Syren exited slip-space for its first cooling stop, immediately opening its heat sinks to the vacuum as it drifted through space.
“ Ardent Inquisitor exiting behind us, drifting at equal speed ma’am” the navigation officer said a green diamond symbol appeared on the star chart behind them. Velka nodded and ordered all of her stations to report in, receiving no status alerts. After a quick scan of the area with their active radar the drive was cool enough to make their second jump. After sending another countdown to the Ardent Inquisitor the Syren jumped again, exiting just before the twin giant entrance. The Lorca scanners would of been able to see the immense heat sources on either side of them behind the gas.
“ Don’t stray from the path” was the message Velka sent to the Ardent Inquisitor as they carefully picked their way through the two clouds. After an hour or two of maneuvering the clouds dissipated and gave way to the remainder of the Shao IX system. The first planet in the chain of four was Taoshe, the military center of the concordant and their destination.
A large space station was the only point of contact between orbit and the surface, ships would have to dock and the crew would have to take a space elevator down towards the planet. Since the Lorca ship was already cleared by the Syren, the station sent a message to the Lorca ship showing them where to dock.
Message to lorca ship: “ Arm 2, bay 5”
The Syren exited slip-space for its first cooling stop, immediately opening its heat sinks to the vacuum as it drifted through space.
“ Ardent Inquisitor exiting behind us, drifting at equal speed ma’am” the navigation officer said a green diamond symbol appeared on the star chart behind them. Velka nodded and ordered all of her stations to report in, receiving no status alerts. After a quick scan of the area with their active radar the drive was cool enough to make their second jump. After sending another countdown to the Ardent Inquisitor the Syren jumped again, exiting just before the twin giant entrance. The Lorca scanners would of been able to see the immense heat sources on either side of them behind the gas.
“ Don’t stray from the path” was the message Velka sent to the Ardent Inquisitor as they carefully picked their way through the two clouds. After an hour or two of maneuvering the clouds dissipated and gave way to the remainder of the Shao IX system. The first planet in the chain of four was Taoshe, the military center of the concordant and their destination.
A large space station was the only point of contact between orbit and the surface, ships would have to dock and the crew would have to take a space elevator down towards the planet. Since the Lorca ship was already cleared by the Syren, the station sent a message to the Lorca ship showing them where to dock.
Message to lorca ship: “ Arm 2, bay 5”
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