The Admiralty
Chiss Space
Unknown Regions
War, War never changes.
The Sith waged war to gather Slaves and Wealth. The Republic built a… Republic on its lust for Territory and Sanctimony. Cater shaped a battered Omega Protectorate into an economic superpower.
But War never changes.
Days into the Trinity Conflict
“GET ME SOME AIRSUPPORT IN THIS MOTHER.” My voice was raw from the shouting, body and spirit felt drained after days spent in the trenches, lovingly called the hell pits, of the battlefield. We hadn’t expected such a resistance, hadn’t even come to dream that we would be fought street to street, building by building. Should have, of course, in the past we would never had much such a miscalculation. In the past it had been us against the Galaxy, but these days we had considered ourselves heroes, saviors of the Wild Space. Hadn’t even considered the fact that not everyone felt the same way.
Moment we came in orbit we knew something was wrong, Rhigar had been an old outpost of the Atrisian Empire. After the unification some systems had fallen out of touch, too much space to cover and not enough time to re-establish everything. Imperial Remnant troops were in control here, the elite branches of the Empire who never wanted to join our Nation and they showed that to us here.
It was cold here, snowstorms made it seem like damn Hoth, clothes wrapped around my head made sure I still had some remote sense of visual. Just enough to see the rocket coming right towards our trench, I yelped and pushed [member="Matsu Xiangu"] ‘s head down, while screaming on the top of my lungs. “DOWN. RPG.”
The Imperial Remnant wasn’t our only problem, soon after the skirmish started, the Rhand Sorcerers re-emerged. We had problems with them before, had been a campaign to destroy them. Seemed we hadn’t been that successful, why they were here? No one knew, but one thing was for sure. The Remnants weren’t on friendly terms with the Sorcerers, at least it didn’t look that way.
Last thing I had heard from the safe zone was that [member="Lucien Cordel"] had established contact with the Imperials, some kind of diplomatic mission to unify against the common threat. Didn’t know what I thought about that, with all the laserbeams and rockets being thrown at me like candy I didn’t particularly have time for thinking about anything but survival.
I ain’t gonna lie here, we were in a rough spot. Hope was twofold, if [member="Ashin Varanin"] or whoever was in charge of the fleeting effort could punch through the navy surrounding the planet and if Cordel can create some damn peace between us and the Imperials… we might just be able to push the Sorcerers into retreat. Then we would figure out who the planet belonged to.
Objectives
- Space Opera Battle in the Star System.
- Land Warfare spanning a continent, with three separate factions fighting for control.
- Diplomatic Mission with the Imperial Remnants to attempt to craft an alliance against the Rhand Sorcerers.
- Other storylines might open up, as we progress through the thread.