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Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

SSV Glasgow

The invitation aboard the Resurgence was all the group needed. Travis sent the signal to ready the shuttle but just as he was about to leave another of his crew shouted. "Another contact looks like this one is late to the party." One of the bridge officers shouted, and Travis sighed. More, and more this was coming together they had only theorized there was alternate universes out there, but this seemed more, and more like the case as none of these ships seemed to fit in with on another, so that means they were all brought to this point for some reason. But who brought them here, and why? Not that he had time to reflect on the matter he opened a channel so all ships could hear his conversation with the Immaculate Aegis, last thing he needed was for them to think they were keeping secrets, they'd probably need to find a way to work together if they were to go back home anyways. "Aegis my name is Travis Elliot, captain of the Systems Alliance ship Glasgow. We have been invited aboard the Resurgence to discuss matters, as long as you hold true to the fact that you are non-hostile then I'm sure they will welcome you aboard as well. If you need a shuttle, I'm sure my crew can spare another one to pick up your detail. Glasgow out." He had his officer transmit it, then left the bridge.

As he made his way through the corridors he could see by the looks on his crews faces that they were just as confused as him, that they were well and truly lost. He could hear them whispering among themselves wondering what happened, what were these ships, where were they. All questions they had hoped to answer, and he hoped that this Empire that the commander of the Resurgence had mentioned did not decide to visit them today. When he finally made it to the shuttle bay the assembled operators stood at attention for him awaiting for him to address them. "I'm still not sure if this is a trap or not, but in the case that it isn't then I don't want any itchy trigger fingers, if it is then we do what we have done best, and show them why we sent the reapers packing. Understood?"
"Sir, yes sir!"
"Good, lets go before they start without us." With that they all piled into the shuttle, and left the hangar.

---

The inky black of space was all Travis could see on his short shuttle ride, the operators in the shuttle chatting nervously among themselves, Laskey, and Wilkes sat on either side of him holding a quiet conversation. Both cut imposing figures in their armor, especially Laskey in that Terminus assault armor, he had picked it up somewhere when they stopped in the Terminus system, and it had proven it's worth before hand so Travis had let him keep it despite the fact that in Alliance space was non regulatory, and could of gotten them in trouble. Wilkes was only imposing due to the N7 emblazoned upon her armor, he doubted what any of these races would know what the N7 operators were capable of, or that Wilkes was an accomplished biotic. That could work in his favor, if negotiations went south.

As they neared closer, the shuttle pilot spoke over the comm to the bridge, requesting landing clearance, when it was given the shuttle moved to where it was told. They had arrived into a busy hangar bay with people moving to, and fro. But there was an escort waiting for them. "Laskey, Wilkes you're with me, the rest of you keep the shuttle safe." He ordered, before turning to his escort. He opened his jacket revealing he was unarmed, then explained to the escort that the only ones armed that were heading into this meeting were his guards. He didn't want their host thinking they had gone into this wanting to fight, but he knew if it came down to it they'd be ready to.

With everything clear up, the escort bade them to follow, and they did. Winding through the ship corridors, and the turbolifts. Travis made sure to try to memorize the way back in case the worse happened, but he doubted that it would come to it. He imagined that those gathered here was just as confused as he was, and that if they started shooting one another they would remain confused. There would be no info, no star charts, no nothing. So he hoped the others would have the better sense to not shoot at one another, and just work things out. For he did not like the idea of being stranded here.

When they finally made it to the briefing room, they were told to wait. So they did taking their seats, his guards standing at either side of him. They didn't keep their weapons in hand, but judging by the way they stood they would be able to draw, and access their weapons incredibly quickly if push, came to shove. Travis sat down as far away from the broodmother as space could put him, she put him at a level of unease that he hadn't ever felt. He had only heard stories of the Rachni and her species very much reminded him of those stories, he didn't say anything to her. He just sat. Studying her, studying the room, and wondering what the other leaders would be like.

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

Earth, Sol System

1500 hours

Two years, it had been two years since The Reapers had struck earth, two years since they thought they would complete the cycle. Those days still weighed heavily upon Travis' mind. He remembered the day the reapers lost very vividly, he remembers seeing them crash to earth, and the look of relief upon the faces of the assembled crew. He looked upon the monument to all the fallen in London, some of the Glasgow's own were etched upon that surface, and for a moment he felt that feeling that most commanding officers get when they see the names of those they lost. That they should be here, and he shouldn't. Of course many were unlucky in that battle, and he should of felt lucky that he was standing here at all, but he couldn't help but entertain those kind of thoughts. They ate at him everyday, the image of his failure, the image of how he felt he would never be good enough for those he lost.

Clearly he had done something right, or wrong. Depending on how you looked at it to be one of three ships, and the only cruiser on this mission to reenter the newly rebuilt relay's, they would enter, and reimpose the system alliances laws, and customs back into planets that have since been isolated in their absence. They also had secondary missions. Find out where the Destiny Ascension, and the council went, see if there are any traces of the reapers left, and quell any piracy in the systems they went to. A tall order, but they'd be getting help as they kept pushing out from their relay's. Almost if on queue the datapad in Travis' pocket began a shrill beeping he quickly grabbed it, and looked at the message so as to not disturb any of the mourners. "Shuttle in docking bay 04 has arrived, all remaining Glasgow crew members are required to board at this time. Thank you - Major Laskey." With all the haste he could muster, Travis wove his way through the crowds of both the memorial, and the docking bay back to the military shuttle. Here some crew members were saying their goodbyes to family, friends, and loved ones. But Travis had no one who would miss him when he was gone, which made things all the better for him.

After the goodbyes were said, and the people boarded the shuttle departed heading into orbit, and for cruiser that stood on a space station dry dock. Travis couldn't help but admire The Glasgow from the windows of the shuttle. 707 meters of finely made steel, titanium, and beauty. They wouldn't have fighter craft as most of their work would be on the ground. So her fighter scaffolds laid empty so you got to see her untainted beauty. He imagined that some of his crew were brewing moonshine among them already. When the shuttle entered the supply bay, and the crew piled off it he wasted no time in heading to the brig and making a ship wide announcement. "Good evening everyone. This is your ship captain Travis Elliot. Some of you have been on the Glasgow since the beginning, some of you are new here. But there is one thing I wish to say. We are all now a family, and together as a family we are doing something that very few before us have done. Discovering a galaxy. I know what you're thinking we've been out there before, we know what to expect. But it's been two years out there, things are bound to have been changed, and we don't know what we are walking into. Will it be easy? Probably not, but we survived the reapers, we survived the worse the universe has thrown at us, and we will survive this. We will be bringing back law, and order to a galaxy that has spent two years without it. And for that, I have never been prouder of the Glasgow's crew, we will see this through. Captain Elliot out." With that he gave the signal for the release of the dry dock from his console, and had the helmsmen pilot her to the edge of the system, where the two frigates that would be their escort awaited them.

They would be doing something that very few before them had did, they would be going once more unto the breach. They eased their way into the relay, and before they knew it they were entering relay travel once more this was a familiar sight for most of the crew, of course a few who had enlisted after the battle of Earth had yet to see it, so some of the bridge crew stared with their mouths agape. The simulations not preparing them for this. But none of the crew had been prepared for what happened next as they came out of relay travel they were alone. The escort was gone, there wasn't a relay in this system, and there didn't seem to be any recognizable stars on their star charts it seemed to the bridge crew they were lost.

---

Unknown Space

1545 Hours

The crew were in a frenzy in trying to locate their positioning in the Milky Way but nothing matched their star charts, they weren't officially in the Milky Way anymore, and to Travis, and some of the crew they weren't even sure if they were in the same universe anymore. He gave the helmsmen the signal to move the ship forward, before the navigation's officer spoke up. "Sir we have multiple unidentified ships on scopes, nothing that identifies them as any kind of ship of the council species, or even Quarian flotilla designs." That gave Travis the signal that they weren't in Kansas anymore. This was unknown territory, and he had to protect the lives of his crew. "Keep us out of the way of the gathering of ships, bring all crews to combat alert, and keep the main gun ready for action just in case."
"Aye sir."
"Laskey, get the special operations crew, and a shuttle ready. Suit up, and prepare to deploy on my orders."
"Aye cap'n" With that said the major left, and the crew was worked into a frenzy to fulfill her commanding officers orders. When the all clear signals were given the captain gave his next set of orders. "Bring us into communication range, and transmit the following. On all frequencies" - "Unidentified ships this is the SSV Glasgow of The Systems Alliance navy. Identify your intentions, and serial numbers. Do not be alarmed, we do not wish to fight you." With that put out he ended the communication hoping that they'd all comply, but he doubted the living ship they had spotted had any kind of radio transmitter so he had the crews keep their guns fixed on it, the thing reminded them too much of the stories they had heard of the rachni.

As he awaited communications, Travis couldn't help but wonder if they were in on it together. Which he doubted as if they were pirates they probably would of moved into a formation as soon as they entered the system, and turned weapons on them. He also doubted that any fleet of pirates would keep a living ship, along with metal ones in one mush-mash of ships. Maybe they were enemies of a sort, but he doubted that unless they were on peace talks from the lack of fire going on. Although one of the ships seemed to be scrambling attack craft, it seemed to them that maybe they had walked into a battle they weren't prepared for.

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

SSV Glasgow

Name of Ship: SSV Glasgow
Home Universe/Name of Franchise: Mass Effect.
Ship Class: Cruiser
Role: a cruiser, it's basically the frontline fighter of space combat.
Physical Description/Image:

The ship

Physical Size (roughly):707 Meters
Armament/Complement (roughly):

• Kinetic Barriers
• Ablative Armor
• 3 tubes of Disruptor torpedos.
• 2 tubes of Javelin Torpedos
• Standard FTL drive
• 6 GARDIAN class anti-fighter, anti missile turrets
• Heat dispersal units.
• 1 bow mounted Kinetic accelerator. This is used in the opening of combat, fulfilling a very much long distance role. After all Isaac Newton is the deadliest mother fucker in space.
• 60x Broadside Kinetic accelerator 15 for it's 2 decks, starboard, and portside.
• Standard Sensors
• Standard military grade thrusters

History of the Ship:The Glasgow is a York-class cruiser. One of the largest cruisers in the Systems Alliance Navy. 5 decks in total. 1 Officers deck, 2 gun decks, engineering deck, and a hangar/storage deck. The top most gun deck also serves as the command deck, and both gun decks have crew quarters. The Glasgow was handed to one Captain Travis Elliot shortly before the Battle of the Citadel, and attached to fifth fleet. The Cruiser had barely been out of dry dock, before it was thrust into combat. They received a call from a system alliance commander, turned spectre for aid in citadel space. The fearsome geth were being led by a spectre turned traitor named Saren. So the fifth fleet was sent through the relays into the battle of the citadel.

The crew were put through their trial of fire, helping engage geth ships, even landing a couple. But the order came in, the fifth fleet was to protect The Destiny Ascension, where the council of the Citadel were currently aboard. This cost them a third of fifth fleet, and Travis Elliot many friends. But in the end, The council was saved. Paving way for humanity to enter the council of citadel space. But this left a bitter taste in some of the members of fifth fleet, who saw the loss of life as nothing more than political maneuvering.

After the battle of The Citadel. The Glasgow, and the fifth fleet ended up getting a few peaceful moments when they were set to guard against Batarian slavers, and their raids on systems alliance planets. But it didn't take long for the Batarians to go oddly silent, and the raids to mysteriously cease. A couple months later they found their answer. A new threat, The Reapers. A species of sentient AI had come to wipe them out. All of the fleets humanity had to offer tried to slow them down, but ultimately once they reached the sol system they were forced onto the run. The Fifth Fleet was scattered to the wind in a hostile galaxy. Hit, and run attacks worked well against The Reapers, but they were too strong. They were losing.

The crew of The Glasgow were tired, they had been pushed to their limits, and they were lost. But then the order came. "Take back Earth." So they hopped aboard the closest relay, and joined onto The battle of Earth. Travis had never seen so many ships in his life. Every race in the galaxy was there to help retake Earth, but still The Reapers were heavily favored in this battle. They were just there to stall so The Crucible, a secret weapon designed to take on The Reapers could fire. It was here the crew of The Glasgow proved their worth, helping screen shuttles to enter the planet, and even deploying their own ground compliment. Holding off The Reapers, with the aid of a sister ship.

The battle for Earth was one of the most intense battles the crew had ever been in, and The Glasgow did sustain damages during it. With multiple hull breaches they couldn't hold out much longer, and they thought it was the end. Their one hope had gone radio silent, the ground crews were reporting heavy casualties, the fleets were reporting heavy damages, or casualties. Then it happened. The crucible fired, and a pulse swept through the battlefield The Reapers just stopped fighting, and the relay's went dark. Leaving The Battlefield eerily quiet for a few moments. Then the cheers came, and it echoed so loudly through the communications systems that the crew were sure they'd go deaf. But shortly after the celebration, the reality sunk in. Billions dead, multiple ships lost, millions of military personnel lost, and to top it all of The Relay's went dark. They were now isolated.

It's been two years since The Battle of Earth. The other species tried to do what they could to get back home mostly opting for using their FTL drives. While the Systems Alliance worked on rebuilding Earth, and eventually even got the Relay's running again. Three ships were chosen at random to enter the Relay to see if they worked as they used to, to go restore order and peace to the the human systems around them, and search for the council. The Glasgow is one of the three, sent because The Systems Alliance isn't sure if The Reapers are still waiting for them out there, and The Glasgow is more than happy to go.
Notable Crew:

• Captain Travis Elliot:
  Appearance

  
  Travis Elliot is a former Alliance marine, turned naval officer because of a combat injury. He is an exemplary officer, who cares for the lives of his crew more than his own. He'd do anything to keep them safe, even if it meant sacrificing his pride, and joy The Glasgow. Also considered a competent officer in his own right. Keeping the crews spirits high after first contact with The Reapers.
• Major Adrian Laskey:
  Appearance

  Out of Armor.
  Armored.
  Adrian Laskey has been aboard The Glasgow since it first left dry dock serving as the commanding officer of the Marine detachment aboard the vessel. A veteran of many battles, a marine officer, and most importantly an efficient leader, and loyal to boot. He serves as Captain Elliot's voice, and is also the XO of The Glasgow.
• 1st LT Sarah Wilkes:
  Appearance

  
  Sarah Wilkes is in charge of the small detachment of N7 Special Forces operators on board The Glasgow. Attached to it for it's foray through the newly opened relays. A veteran of several classified missions, and was part of the ground forces left on Earth during The Reaper invasion. Using her biotic abilities, and extensive skills in combat to run guerrilla attacks against reaper held targets.

Optional, but helpful:
Unique Technology:Mass accelerator tech, mass effect generators, kinetic barriers for both ships, and infantry, element zero tech.
Crew Size: 515 (400 sailors, 100 marines, 15 N7 Operatives) Also carrying a compliment of 4 Mantes gunships, 10 Kodiak Shuttles 2 Mako IFV's Nicknamed The Jumping Bean, and The Fleabite respectively.
Faction/Operator/Owner: Human Systems Alliance

Fire Emblem: Ashes of Sacrifice [Fall of the Empire]

Shouldn't we wait for the other two to post before we continue?

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

SSV Glasgow

Name of Ship: SSV Glasgow
Home Universe/Name of Franchise: Mass Effect.
Ship Class: Cruiser
Role: a cruiser, it's basically the frontline fighter of space combat.
Physical Description/Image:

The ship

Physical Size (roughly):707 Meters
Armament/Complement (roughly):

• Kinetic Barriers
• Ablative Armor
• 3 tubes of Disruptor torpedos.
• 2 tubes of Javelin Torpedos
• Standard FTL drive
• 6 GARDIAN class anti-fighter, anti missile turrets
• Heat dispersal units.
• 1 bow mounted Kinetic accelerator. This is used in the opening of combat, fulfilling a very much long distance role. After all Isaac Newton is the deadliest mother fucker in space.
• 60x Broadside Kinetic accelerator 15 for it's 2 decks, starboard, and portside.
• Standard Sensors
• Standard military grade thrusters

History of the Ship:The Glasgow is a York-class cruiser. One of the largest cruisers in the Systems Alliance Navy. 5 decks in total. 1 Officers deck, 2 gun decks, engineering deck, and a hangar/storage deck. The top most gun deck also serves as the command deck, and both gun decks have crew quarters. The Glasgow was handed to one Captain Travis Elliot shortly before the Battle of the Citadel, and attached to fifth fleet. The Cruiser had barely been out of dry dock, before it was thrust into combat. They received a call from a system alliance commander, turned spectre for aid in citadel space. The fearsome geth were being led by a spectre turned traitor named Saren. So the fifth fleet was sent through the relays into the battle of the citadel.

The crew were put through their trial of fire, helping engage geth ships, even landing a couple. But the order came in, the fifth fleet was to protect The Destiny Ascension, where the council of the Citadel were currently aboard. This cost them a third of fifth fleet, and Travis Elliot many friends. But in the end, The council was saved. Paving way for humanity to enter the council of citadel space. But this left a bitter taste in some of the members of fifth fleet, who saw the loss of life as nothing more than political maneuvering.

After the battle of The Citadel. The Glasgow, and the fifth fleet ended up getting a few peaceful moments when they were set to guard against Batarian slavers, and their raids on systems alliance planets. But it didn't take long for the Batarians to go oddly silent, and the raids to mysteriously cease. A couple months later they found their answer. A new threat, The Reapers. A species of sentient AI had come to wipe them out. All of the fleets humanity had to offer tried to slow them down, but ultimately once they reached the sol system they were forced onto the run. The Fifth Fleet was scattered to the wind in a hostile galaxy. Hit, and run attacks worked well against The Reapers, but they were too strong. They were losing.

The crew of The Glasgow were tired, they had been pushed to their limits, and they were lost. But then the order came. "Take back Earth." So they hopped aboard the closest relay, and joined onto The battle of Earth. Travis had never seen so many ships in his life. Every race in the galaxy was there to help retake Earth, but still The Reapers were heavily favored in this battle. They were just there to stall so The Crucible, a secret weapon designed to take on The Reapers could fire. It was here the crew of The Glasgow proved their worth, helping screen shuttles to enter the planet, and even deploying their own ground compliment. Holding off The Reapers, with the aid of a sister ship.

The battle for Earth was one of the most intense battles the crew had ever been in, and The Glasgow did sustain damages during it. With multiple hull breaches they couldn't hold out much longer, and they thought it was the end. Their one hope had gone radio silent, the ground crews were reporting heavy casualties, the fleets were reporting heavy damages, or casualties. Then it happened. The crucible fired, and a pulse swept through the battlefield The Reapers just stopped fighting, and the relay's went dark. Leaving The Battlefield eerily quiet for a few moments. Then the cheers came, and it echoed so loudly through the communications systems that the crew were sure they'd go deaf. But shortly after the celebration, the reality sunk in. Billions dead, multiple ships lost, millions of military personnel lost, and to top it all of The Relay's went dark. They were now isolated.

It's been two years since The Battle of Earth. The other species tried to do what they could to get back home mostly opting for using their FTL drives. While the Systems Alliance worked on rebuilding Earth, and eventually even got the Relay's running again. Three ships were chosen at random to enter the Relay to see if they worked as they used to, to go restore order and peace to the the human systems around them, and search for the council. The Glasgow is one of the three, sent because The Systems Alliance isn't sure if The Reapers are still waiting for them out there, and The Glasgow is more than happy to go.
Notable Crew:

• Captain Travis Elliot:
  Appearance

  
  Travis Elliot is a former Alliance marine, turned naval officer because of a combat injury. He is an exemplary officer, who cares for the lives of his crew more than his own. He'd do anything to keep them safe, even if it meant sacrificing his pride, and joy The Glasgow. Also considered a competent officer in his own right. Keeping the crews spirits high after first contact with The Reapers.
• Major Adrian Laskey:
  Appearance

  Out of Armor.
  Armored.
  Adrian Laskey has been aboard The Glasgow since it first left dry dock serving as the commanding officer of the Marine detachment aboard the vessel. A veteran of many battles, a marine officer, and most importantly an efficient leader, and loyal to boot. He serves as Captain Elliot's voice, and is also the XO of The Glasgow.
• 1st LT Sarah Wilkes:
  Appearance

  
  Sarah Wilkes is in charge of the small detachment of N7 Special Forces operators on board The Glasgow. Attached to it for it's foray through the newly opened relays. A veteran of several classified missions, and was part of the ground forces left on Earth during The Reaper invasion. Using her biotic abilities, and extensive skills in combat to run guerrilla attacks against reaper held targets.

Optional, but helpful:
Unique Technology:Mass accelerator tech, mass effect generators, kinetic barriers for both ships, and infantry, element zero tech.
Crew Size: 515 (400 sailors, 100 marines, 15 N7 Operatives) Also carrying a compliment of 4 Mantes gunships, 10 Kodiak Shuttles 2 Mako IFV's Nicknamed The Jumping Bean, and The Fleabite respectively.
Faction/Operator/Owner: Human Systems Alliance

Fire Emblem: Ashes of Sacrifice [Fall of the Empire]

Thom Chaff Garleton: The Evacuation, Evening

The group was getting ready to push forward a bit to help some of the stragglers who were getting stopped by the bandits. As Thom was going to spur the group on, a wyvern roared in the distance, and the group was not prepared for that it took position on a building nearby. It didn't have any identifying colors, but it also wasn't plunging into the group of guardsmen, so that led Thom to believe it was friendly. As he took a step forward he was snapped back to the current situation at hand by a voice behind him, that of the crown prince. He had only heard tales of the man, he had also heard the man had given a briefing today but they were already doing their jobs when had gathered the soldiers. But Thom knew enough about the man to know what he looked like, and to know the power he wielded. Thom was going to offer an idea, but most nobles didn't like it when some peasant offered ideas, so he assumed the crown prince was like most nobles but more powerful. Thus leading him to keeping his idea to himself, instead following the boys idea of pressing forward. Of course that also went against the standard procedure when royalty was out, and about. The guard captain, had told them if any of the royal bloodline were to show up in the streets without an escort they were to stay close to him, and if need be throw themselves on him to take any blows that might be coming for him. Staying close to the nobility didn't exactly sound fun to Thom so he pressed forward, spurring himself to punch through the line of bandits to head toward their back line. With as much speed as he could muster, he brought his ax swinging down for a bandit who jumped out of the way, he swung his own ax back at Thom who ducked the blow. The two went back, and forth neither one able to parry, or block blows as the shock of the weapons clashing could cause someone's arms to give out. So the two of them looked like they were in a delicate dance of death, before the guardsmen finally got annoyed with the combat, and moved himself further from the bandit, and put himself on the other end of a display table that was displaying some jewelry. With a huff the guard kicked the end of the table, pushing it into the bandits legs, the bandit lost balance enough for Thom to bring his ax down on the poor mans chest. The smell of iron spurred the guardsmen on, he hoped the prince was using his magic well enough to keep the other bandits off him while he went rushed the back line. Anger, and blood lust pushing him forward.

_________________________ Status: Upright, and defending Class: Guard Inventory: Vulnerary Iron Axe

Fire Emblem: Ashes of Sacrifice [Fall of the Empire]

I didn't see your post until after I posted sorry Typical.

Fire Emblem: Ashes of Sacrifice [Fall of the Empire]

Thom Chaff Garleton: The Evacuation, Evening

The argument was getting out of hand. Thom, and the guardsmen were about to get involved but just as they were about to step in were stopped by another guard patrol. "We'll handle this, your shifts are done." The other guard sergeant said, giving a nod toward Thom, who only returned the nod. Tapping the guards with him to get the hell out of dodge before this turned into some sort of riot, or blades were drawn. The other batch of guardsmen going to deal with the situation. The group went back through the streets, heading back toward the keep, and into the barracks. Before they could even strip off their gear, and put their weapons away they were stopped by the on duty captain. "We don't have enough guardsmen on shift, would you guys mind going back out there?" He asked the group, eliciting a collective sigh from the guardsmen. "Suppose we have too." "That-a-boy, i'll buy you all an ale after your shift as payment, that sound good?" The captain stated, only eliciting a cheer from the worn out guardsmen. The group filed back out of the keep into the streets ready to continue keeping the peace. To Thom the rest of the day was a blur. Stopping thieves, inspecting carts that came into the city, dealing with petty disputes between merchants, mercs, and civilians. By the time the evening rolled around the group was footsore, brain numb, and irritated. They were currently dealing with a man who felt like he had been ripped off by a merchant. "For the last time sir, we can't do anything if he isn't accepting your refund. You bought the product, we can't force him to give your money back." One of the irritated guardsmen said. "Do you know who you are dealing with? If my father were here, he'd have you lot executed. I'm the son of a noble you can't do this to me!" "Feel free to direct your father to the guard captain, we're just doing our job sir. Now move along." Thom chimed in his voice clearly annoyed. Thom would of loved for this noble to get a little bit more violent, so he could put him in his place, but before the noble could cause more trouble though the group was interrupted by the sound of a distant explosion forcing Thom to flinch, the group of guardsmen looking at one another with fear in their eyes, it seemed the enemy had come. There was a brief moment of shock, that rippled through the guardsmen before Thom sprang into action, he raised his voice above the screams. "Everyone, head toward the castle. Anyone who can take a stand help those who cannot fight make it out!" He moved to usher the guardsmen with him toward a group of civilians but one of them shouted over the din. "We have to hurry back to the keep help the nobles evacuate." Thom shook his head. "To hell with the nobility, they have their own guard to help them get out. These people are relying on us to escort them there in one piece!" He shouted back at the man making, then shoved him toward the front of the group of civilians The group moved through the city, speeding along any non-combatants who couldn't fight, escorting them toward the keep. The sounds, the stress it just spurred Thom on even more, something inside of him wanting to surface, wanting to fight any enemy who came at him. But he forced himself to remain focused on keeping the crowd moving, praying to whatever saints might be listening to him, that no one would interfere with such a large group of people. But like always the saints did not seem to care for the warrior. The slow moving group was eventually caught up to with their enemy. The odd thing that stood out to Thom however was they weren't dressed like kingdom soldiers, nor did they carry any banners, as well as the fact they seemed more concerned with looting to be kingdom warriors. But that mattered little to him, he shouted above the din. "Anyone who cannot fight keep moving toward the keep, the rest of you keep this path clear for any stragglers!" He drew his ax, the other guardsmen with him drawing their weapons, and took defensive positions inviting the enemy to them, not bothering to break their formation to chase after their enemy.

_________________________ Status: Upright, and defending Class: Guard Inventory: Vulnerary Iron Axe

Fire Emblem: Ashes of Sacrifice [Fall of the Empire]

Ho, that's intimidating seeing the length that you guys make as your first post.

@Bloodwolf 2

Don't waste time comparing yourself to others, as long as you post that's all that really matters at least in my opinion.

Fire Emblem: Ashes of Sacrifice [Fall of the Empire]

Thom Chaff Garleton: Peacekeeping duty, noon

Thom had made it all the way to the imperial capital, only to be stationed here. A castle town called Garleton, he had entered town with a fresh batch of recruits, and trained soldiers alike. A caravan of soldiers had arrived early in the morning, been assigned duty shifts, and times to keep them prepared for when it's time for them to march. Thom had been one of the unlucky ones assigned guard duty with three other men, their names he couldn't be bothered to remember, nor did he say much to them as they joked among themselves. "They'll be dead soon, why should I even bother." The warrior thought, no one in their position ever made it far on the battlefield, they were lowborn they were mean't to die. To escape the thoughts, and to remain upbeat Thom threw himself into his work instead scanning the market, and the plaza for any signs of trouble. Of course thieves wouldn't be this bold to steal in broad daylight with an entire garrison on high alert, but they were there if tensions got high as well which was often the problem at least that's what the watch captain had told them when he dispatched them out to walk the streets. Another issue was spies, the other duty of the guard was to watch suspicious individuals who didn't quite belong within imperial borders, and to Thom it was the mercenaries that had flocked to the town in droves, if he was a spy he'd come in among them, and hide. Not to mention that most of them were foreigners so they often stuck out. He'd mark them down mentally, and if any trouble came to pass they'd be the first to end up in the cells. The group of guardsmen stopped at a market stall that smelled of foreign spices, and food. "We're gonna grab a bite to eat, Thom you hungry?" Asked one of his group, Thom gave him a head shake in response, and instead turned to face inward on the streets. Keeping watch. All of this hustle, and bustle made him nervous. Among the crowds could be a hundred enemies, and he wouldn't even know. At least on the battlefield he knew who his enemies were. The sound of his fellow guardsmen voices drew him out of his thoughts. "We're on the move again Thom, come on." Thom didn't say a word, he just fell in behind them as the guardsmen walked, ate, and joked among themselves. From the snippets of conversation he caught, the three of them were from the same town, so they already knew one another, or had been family friends. Leaving Thom the odd man out, not that he wanted to speak with them anyways. As they walked further into town, they heard the sounds of music. As they pulled closer they saw quite the crowd gathered around a woman dancing. Her elegant movements had gathered quite the crowd, but Thom didn't seem to care about that instead quietly asking the group around him. "Do you think she has the proper papers, to hold up a crowd like this?" The other three chuckled, and one of them replied. "Lighten up, and enjoy it Thom" "Hmph" Was all he replied, as he watched the girl finish her dance. They had got there late so they hadn't been able to catch it all, and she appeared to be taking questions from the throng of children that had now surrounded her. All of the foreigners in this section of town had him on edge, so many merc's, so many armed with weapons that if something went wrong that he didn't doubt they wouldn't hesitate to draw them. The yell from the dancer just about made him reach for the axe strapped across his back, but a collective moment of clarity came over the four guardsmen, and they just sat now alert watching the goings on, not quite ready to show their hand yet.

_________________________ Status: Alive Class: Guard Inventory: Vulnerary Iron Axe