Velok the Younger
When I Was A Young Warthog
Five Whiphid Raider frigates exited hyperspace outside weapons range of Arcadia-N-30 and its modest orbital defenses. In the lead ship, Velok crouched before a bridge viewport designed for puny humans.
<<Report.>>
The comscan operator grunted. <<The nearest prey are packbeasts. They scatter and bleat.>>
Velok tracked the freighter convoy visually. One ship wasn't moving as quickly as it could. <<Charge and throw spears at the straggler.>>
The five quick frigates accelerated toward the scattering convoy, firing on one freighter in particular.
OOC/ The goal here is for ORCers to get some small-fleet practice. Please keep scales comparable (a handful of frigates, or a couple of cruisers, or maybe a single Star Destroyer).
<<Report.>>
The comscan operator grunted. <<The nearest prey are packbeasts. They scatter and bleat.>>
Velok tracked the freighter convoy visually. One ship wasn't moving as quickly as it could. <<Charge and throw spears at the straggler.>>
The five quick frigates accelerated toward the scattering convoy, firing on one freighter in particular.
OOC/ The goal here is for ORCers to get some small-fleet practice. Please keep scales comparable (a handful of frigates, or a couple of cruisers, or maybe a single Star Destroyer).