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The moon will rise. The night shall last forever!

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"This is necessary. They leave me no choice. They would not listen. I tell only the truth. They called me a heretic, now they are dead. Blind to the truth, ignorant thralls. I cannot turn back. I will be heard. My eyes are open, they could not break me. No more lies, follow no false light. A new moon is rising. Dusk approaches. Embrace the night. Bring down the sun. The moon also rises, chosen of the moon. Twilight fades: nightfall. Night approaches: dusk. The moon will rise. The night will last forever." - Diana, Scorn of the Moon No Mercy for the Guilty. All hail the Ancient Lost Kingdom of Zadubadabu.

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Briggs Fortress
"Do or die huh? Sounds like basic all over again. This should be an interesting stay. You know, this place looks a lot like the Saronian Hold don't you think boys?" "No, if it was like the Saronian Hold we'd have been fired upon before ever getting this close. Those metal bitches really loved to fire their guns." "They shot at their own ships. Wasn't their thinking that if you were crazy enough to keep flying into their range you were clearly one of them?" "Didn't help them at all once we stole one of their ships and got inside. Place went up quick once the assassins reached their queen. Too bad they nuked the place from orbit afterwards, it would've made a great base of operations for the rest of the war." "Can we just get to the fortress? You can tell your war stories there." Jos'arro grunted but started to follow the others towards the fortress in the mountain.
Arcadia
"The teleporters were developed as a way to stabilize an old form of item delivery. Unfortunately that old form included disintegrating an object to then easily teleport it before it was reformed at the desired location. Trust me, it was insanely painful and not a process you'd want to go through. Luckily we refined it so as to remove the crippling pain, though it now only goes to another teleport pad. Still useful for transport to and from orbit though. Emperor Callisto, the Nightmare Emperor will meet us in the teleportation chamber. Shall we go?" Receiving a nod of approval from the Roman Emperor, they each stepped onto a teleporterrs which sent them down to the Moonlight Castle. Once they arrived, they were greeted by the Nightmare Emperor of the Roa'marii, wearing his full armor minus a helmet which was replaced with a black crown. "Welcome Emperor Apollo Callisto of the Roman Empire. I am the Nightmare Emperor of the Roa'marii Empire, you may call me Nox."
Expedition Fleet A-9, Dullahan
The two ships exited into orbit around a large planet, the surface covered in large craters. A massive wall could be seen from orbit, surrounding a great portion of land that itself was divided into one mega city surrounded on one side by an enormous body of water and on the other by green lands used for agriculture. All of this was encompassed by the wall which towered above mountains. When the ships appeared, a blue dome quickly formed over this land before a broadcast was sent up to them. "State your business here, the Dullahan Confederacy is a sovereign state of the United Empire and will shoot you down if necessary." "This is general Sta'falia Silvad of the New Roa'marii Empire, core of the United New Roa'marii Empire. We are carrying a number of wounded and require repairs. We request acceptance under the Queen's Cross and General Zer'icia Velkorn who is on your planet now." There was a brief pause before the shields to the planet were brought down and another message was sent. "You are accepted. Welcome to Dullahan. Please make your way to the Dullahan Keep as soon as you make planet fall. There you will find the Queens Cross station and General Zer'icia." With that, the two ships moved into high anchor above the planet before a number of transports filled with those rescued from Finnegan's trade house were sent down to the Dullahan Keep. Aboard these transports was Finnegan himself, still clutching his pot of gold in hands that had not been pried open for fear of further injury to the fairy. Many of the fairies aboard the ships had quickly come down with an illness of sorts that seemed to have been caused by the presence of iron as well as radiation. Down on the planet they would receive the best medical treatment the Queens Cross could give.
**Finnegan's Trade House** General Sta'falia was shocked. So much had happened in such little time. The Valkyrie had barely reached the ground when the apparent aggressors had run off. Just after that another group of ships broke through, followed by what can only be described as an abomination. The Roa'marii ships had instantly put up shields and were currently firing at the abomination as it released a swarm of smaller creatures. The general was quick to take to the air once more before sending a message to the other Valkirie. "Sisters, I don't know what that thing is, but it doesn't belong here. All of our efforts and nothing seems to faze it. This mission has become one of survival and evacuation. Grab those who aren't trying to fight and head back to the ship. All squads launch immediately. Save as many as you can. Captain, I want the ships ready for a jump as soon as possible. In the meantime, continue firing at it. Use the mana cannons, they seem to have the most impact on it." Once the message was sent, the Valkyrie went forth, grabbing any who were either wounded or couldn't fight. Sta'falia drew her twin blades, each forged from magic resistant Arcadian Steel. Her wings too were bladed with the metal. She swung around, her form becoming a deadly blur as she sped through, cutting down the smaller abominations she passed. Nearby, her battle sisters carried various creatures, mainly wounded fairies, off the ground and towards the waiting Roa'marii ships. As the mechanized infantry and tanks of the draconians went up in flames, the abominations began to overwhelm the Valkyrie, a number of their ranks falling before the general's eyes. "We are being overwhelmed, all forces grab one last xeno and head back to the ships. We need to get out of here." As she spoke, two of the Roa'marii ships, the closest to the massive abomination, began to fall apart, their hulls being pulled towards the creature. When they got too close, they began to disintigrate, the ships being turned to energy. Then, the antimatter vore of one ship ruptured, the explosion catching the other and reaching the edge of the abomination. It cried out in an otherworldly scream as its side was burned by the Roa'marii ships. In retaliation, a tendril shot out and grabbed another ship, ripping it in two before consuming it to feed the insatiable hunger. Slowly, two more ships fell, turning the fleet of seven into a mere two. Sta'falia grabbed the nearest xeno, one she would later know to be a Sakari Mage, and made for the lead ship of the two remaining. Once she arrived the two ships turned and left the pocket of hyperspace in a flash of light. **Roman Training Room** "Well, if we're staying at this planet we may as well get going. I'll keep that bit of knowledge about Briggs in mind." The six Roa'marii gathered their armor and weapons before following the imperator out to the docking bay where they boarded a shuttle to take them to the planet's surface. **Arcadia** General Peltis was the first to respond to the Roman General. "You may move your ship next to ours, from there we will head down to Moonfall, Arcadia's capital. There the Emperor will be waiting to meet you." As the Roman dreadnought moved into place, Jer'rahd took Lelouche to a long hall adjacent to the Roa'marii docking bay. Here there were a number of platforms, each glowing a soft blue. "This is the teleport room. We will connect to a similar room in the Moonlight Castle and use these to take us down there. Far more efficient and quick than taking a drop ship. We will wait there for your father."
> Hey there guys is there still space in this RP? Yea, just send in a nation app. Duck will look over it eventually.
**Roman Training Room** "It was a good fight. Don't feel bad about losing, I almost never lose in the cages. Still, I'd like another fight some time. Maybe then you'll get to land a punch, eh?" Jos'arro then began to laugh, slapping a hand on the Roman's back in a show of jest. The two of them left the cage and walked back to the center of the room. Friendly conversations beginning between the Romans and Roa'marii. **Docking Bay** "All right, your soldier is welcome of course. We shall leave soon once my transport is ready to fly again. A word of advice, in the training grounds of the Roa'marii rank means nothing. Don't expect any special treatment because you're the emperor's son." The general then turned and began walking to the transport he had come in, the Romans following after him. After a few minutes the ship was ready and it launched from the docking bay. After a short flight it had landed in the Roa'marii ship. The fleet was now ready to make the return trip to Arcadia. One small ship was left behind while the rest of the fleet made their jumps to the homeworld of the Roa'marii.
**Roman Training Room** As the Roman stumbled slightly, Jos'arro flipped back onto his feet, his body already turning as his elbow swung forward to strike at the side of the Roman's head. The move was an all or nothing throw. We're it to miss, Jos'arro would be thrown off balance and likely not recover in time. **Docking Bay** "It would be a lie to say Arcadia is a pleasant place. The planet is constantly covered in massive storms. Still, it is home. I will warn you, Arcadia rarely sees non Roa'marii visitors. If you or your guards stray from the castle, you may encounter some troubles with the population. I have a small group of guards aboard this ship currently. As Imperator Etore knows, they will follow any orders you choose to give them. I will leave them here. Think of it as a trade, my six for your son.
**Roman Training Room** The quick start to the fight threw Jos'arro off guard for a split second, but he recovered in time to block the punch. He stepped back and got into a stance of his own. His legs were spread similarly to the Roman and he was slightly crouched. He looked to some like a cat about to pounce. Then he swept a leg out to the side, falling backwards onto an outstretched hand and sweeping the leg towards those of the Roman. **Docking Bay** General Kaisur stared at the Roman Emperor for a moment before he too kneeled down on one knee and lowered his head. He stayed like this for a second before standing once more. "Well, I can now say I've had the pleasure of meeting two foreign emperors who I didn't have to kill on the battlefield. Forgive me if I don't pay you the same respect your subjects give you. I am interested in this new arrangement though. If your son is coming with me, we will likely be stopping at the Moonlight Castle on our home planet Arcadia. I'm sure my emperor would love to meet you. Of course, you can bring whatever forces you wish to as an escort."
So I'm guessing I don't get to talk to draconians then. Well, whoever talks first gets it now. I edited my post so as not to specify species.
**Finnegan's Trade House** One by one a group of Roa'marii ships entered the sky above Finnegan's trade house. Seven ships in total arrived in formation high above the house. Quick scans showed that the house itself contained a large number of various creatures, the majority being of the same species as the one found on Arcadia. They appeared to be hostages to another species that had a pair of tanks surrounding the building while various armored soldiers watched the group. They seemed to have originated from a crashed ship in the forest. Another ship was landed on the opposite side of the building cluster, it apparently being the source of a small group of xenos that were facing off against some of those from the smoking ship. General Sta'falia watched this from the hanger as she prepared to drop down along with three squads of her fellow Valkyrie. "Sisters, it appears we were not the first to arrive here. Things look tense down there, so expect some hostility. We will drop soon, prepare for contact. I will be personally leading Shadow Squadron down to the surface, when we have established relations we will send for squads Thunder and Lightning. The ships are to stay in orbit and prepare for immediate extraction should things go badly. Now, we fly." Once they were ready, the Valkyrie spread their metal wings, a pale blue glow enveloping the artificial appendages. Shadow squad was clad in black suits, a gray stripe running down their sides. Sta'falia's suit had silver stripes instead, along with a black metal edge on her wings. Each wore a helmet that streamlined their heads and blocked the winds from ripping at their faces. As they neared the ground, the seven suddenly turned up, flipping their bodies around so that their feet faced the ground. Then, they slowly lowered theirselves, landing in front of a small group of the alien soldiers. Sta'falia then removed her helmet and attatched it to her back, her silver hair falling loose behind her head. She then folded her wings before speaking to the closest xeno. "We are Valkyrie of the United New Roa'marii Empire. We wish to speak to whomever is in charge here. We do not want a fight, but are willing to defend ourselves should we need to."
**Roman Training Room** Jos'arro was the first to answer the Roman. "Finally a chance to stretch my muscles. Things have been getting boring since the Saronio Campaign. Those metal clad bastards might've been psychopaths, but they knew how to fight." "You do realize these Romans know nothing about your past exploits right Jos'arro?" Ebo'name said to the Roa'marii soldier who was already in the process of taking off his armor. "Yea, yea, so what? It's been years since then anyway. it doesn't matter who the Saronese were anyway. They're gone now." "Whatever you say." Ebo'name then introduced the group to the Roman, a few others beginning to wander over after finishing whatever training they had been participating in. When he was dressed only in a tight fitting pair of pants, Jos'arro walked over to the Roman who had offered the match and the two moved for the now empty sparring cage. The other Roa'marii had also taken off their armor, the two remaining 42nd members moving around to participate in various forms of training. The 96th soldiers moved together to a target mounted on one wall. The three took turns throwing daggers at the target, nearly every throw hitting its mark. **Docking Bay** "Is that so? Well then, I want to try something new with you. If my hunch is correct, then what you have is a very old form of what we call dragon magic. Known as such because outside the race of dragons we fought a series of wars against thousands of years ago it's never been encountered outside of small isolated incidents once every couple decades. Most of such incidents involve the death of either the source of the magic or nearly everyone around it. If I'm correct, then you are very lucky in multiple ways. Not only did you receive this power and not die by using it, but it didn't drive you insane as it did the vast majority of Roa'marii soldiers we've tried giving enhancements to to allow them to use it." General Kaisur's eyes then began to glow brightly, being noticed by those who were facing him. The red eye slightly brighter than the green one which had changed from a lighter green to a neon almost exactly like those of the Roman Soldier before him. "But more important than that, you found perhaps the only person who can teach you something about it." **Expedition group A-9, Arcadia** General Sta'falia Silvad stood in the bridge of her capital ship, the small expedition group a piece of the Battlefleet Alpha. After examining the dead creature in further detail, it was made clear that its species relied quite heavily on magic to keep its appearance . While not unheard of, a species with such a reliance on magic was rare. The Expedition group was to be sent to the location the pendant was pointing towards, those aboard looking forward to contact with a new, potentially powerful magical race. The Expedition was prepared for a jump into hyperspace where the location was. The ships turned away from Arcadia before they made their jump one by one.
**Roman Mess Hall** "Thank you for this information First Officer, I'll try not to get into any fights along the way." With that said, the six guards got up and began to make their way to the training room following instructions given to them by the First Officer. When they arrived at the room they encountered a number of Romans participating in various types of training. In one corner stood a cage where two of the Romans were slowly circling each other, both clad in simple clothes and wielding nothing but open fists. As they watched one man made a move for the other, moving quickly to punish a slight misstep made by his opponent. In moments the fight was over, the attacker pinning the other to the ground face first. The guards watched silently as the two got up and faced off once more. Then there was a call from the side, a Roman soldier walking up to the six Roa'marii. **Docking Bay** General Kaisur watched the fifth man closely, his red eye glowing ever so faintly which his green one soon mimicked. He then began to circle the man, never letting any trace of emotion appear on his face. When he finished, he stood directly in front of the man and stared into his neon green eyes. "Who are you? I'm not sure what it is you're doing, but it isn't magic. At least not the same kind I'm familiar with. Do those eyes of yours run in the family? They look oddly familiar. Imperator, how common are eyes of this coloration? If my hunch is correct we may have a rather curious incident on our hands. Tell me soldier, do those eyes of yours ever seem to glow? Especially when you get angry?" **Training Camp Lar'varis, Arcadia** "General Silvad, it is an honor to see you again, thank you for coming so quickly." General Sta'falia Silvad stood in the entrance hall of the command building of the training camp. Outside, large groups of young Roa'marii were being trained by various Drill Sergeants. Further away were groups of older Roa'marii nearing the end of basic training. The camp itself was in the crater of a large volcano which had long since been harvested for the magma found within. The general had a pair of mechanical wings implanted into her back, marking her as one of the Valkyrie fighters of the 93rd legion. She was shorter than the average Roa'marii but she made up for this with her unmatched speed among the Roa'marii. "I'm a busy person Commander Lar'varis. I hope you had an important reason for calling me here on such short notice." "I assure you I do general. Recently a pair of hunters down in the forested foothills of this volcano came across a rather intriguing creature. They attempted to hit it with a tranquilizer and while they succeeded, the creature had a rather violent reaction to the iron tip. It was brought in quickly in an attempt to save it, but we were too late. Whatever the creature was, it seems to have been sentient to some degree. It had a pendant on it that is resonating with a magical energy. It seems to be pointing to a location within hyperspace." "Is that so? I'd like to see the body of this creature. I'm assuming you want me to look into the location this pendant is pointing to. I'll see what I can do in that regard." "Thank you general. We have been keeping the creature's body in the medical ward. Please, follow me."
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