Alva Calvarona
Character
This is the story of the death of Crinan Royal General Tiberius, the true depiction of events as they were.
"Lord Tiberius, Colonel Maxwell's full division has been assaulted by a large rebel force. They're apparently trying to capture the city of Diconia from his position. That'll put them another city closer to Andreea sir."
The older man sitting in the command seat of one of the Crinan Royal Army's Noble class battleships stared down at the young officer at the communications station, confusion and disappointment filling his gaze as he gave the young man a hard look before answering. "Well then what is it you're wondering about? Tell him we're coming!" He was Lord General Tiberius! Even if the communications officer was new it was a sad showing on his part. After all, whenever it came to Tiberius there was always the same course of action: Get in there in time to save the day.
It had become such a staple of the General to go to the aid of allied forces hard pressed he was confused how communications had thought to ask him about things. The woman at the helm of the ship had already been coordinating with the navigation officer to begin steering their ship towards the city without having to request permission at all, they had served before yes, but navigation at least was somewhat new and managed to act knowing what to do.
Maybe that was just buying into his own hype too much though. "Get an internal communication down to the soldiers below in the troop bays. Have them be ready for deployment when we arrive. And get an estimate on the rebel's strength and what we're looking at."
"Lord Tiberius, Colonel Maxwell's full division has been assaulted by a large rebel force. They're apparently trying to capture the city of Diconia from his position. That'll put them another city closer to Andreea sir."
The older man sitting in the command seat of one of the Crinan Royal Army's Noble class battleships stared down at the young officer at the communications station, confusion and disappointment filling his gaze as he gave the young man a hard look before answering. "Well then what is it you're wondering about? Tell him we're coming!" He was Lord General Tiberius! Even if the communications officer was new it was a sad showing on his part. After all, whenever it came to Tiberius there was always the same course of action: Get in there in time to save the day.
It had become such a staple of the General to go to the aid of allied forces hard pressed he was confused how communications had thought to ask him about things. The woman at the helm of the ship had already been coordinating with the navigation officer to begin steering their ship towards the city without having to request permission at all, they had served before yes, but navigation at least was somewhat new and managed to act knowing what to do.
Maybe that was just buying into his own hype too much though. "Get an internal communication down to the soldiers below in the troop bays. Have them be ready for deployment when we arrive. And get an estimate on the rebel's strength and what we're looking at."