D O M I N U S
SDS Eminence, Hangar
Opportunity was the sort of treasure that seldom reared its head; but when it did, untold sums of gain would be afforded to those who captured it. For the Vanguard, the quest for Glory worked hand in hand with this illusive concept. With each passing day, the ranks of the organization grew larger, and with this growth came more Unbloodied thirsting to prove themselves. Only through Battle could an aspiring member of the Vanguard rise to the mantle of equal; and thus the new blood sought opportunities to prove their worth. Sometimes, these chances were difficult to find...
...and sometimes, they weren't.
Whilst slicing through the confines of Hyperspace, the SDS Eminence found itself host to a rather peculiar event. The Unbloodied had been called to muster in the hangar: a personal summons from the Harbinger himself. Space had been cleared where once starfighters and dropships stood ready for deployment; enough space to accommodate the host descending from the various parts of the ship. Already a small gaggle had arrived, forming a rough semi-circle around the armored man who had started the organization from naught. Opening his arms as if to receive them all, the Harbinger then spoke.
"Welcome my brothers! Welcome my sisters! Tonight, I give you an opportunity to test your strength. Step up Vanguard, challenge your foe and see which one of you will stand victorious! This is your chance to prove yourself through blood; seize the opportunity!"
The response, overall, was positive from those who had gathered thus far, but the collective mindset could not be gauge until everyone arrived. Of course, as the Harbinger did not wish to see his comrades slain this night, the ground rules for this barbaric display had to be set down. "Now before you set about calling out your fellows, here are the ground rules. One, no fatalities. Two, you may use only one weapon. Three, no Force usage. Four, choose wisely. A fight will go on until one of you submits, or until it is obvious which combatant is the victor. Lastly, there can be multiple brawls at once. Call a man, or woman, out and go for it."
And that was the extent of the explanation. Now the rest was left up the Vanguard themselves. Who would they challenge? How would the fights go? Only time would tell.
Opportunity was the sort of treasure that seldom reared its head; but when it did, untold sums of gain would be afforded to those who captured it. For the Vanguard, the quest for Glory worked hand in hand with this illusive concept. With each passing day, the ranks of the organization grew larger, and with this growth came more Unbloodied thirsting to prove themselves. Only through Battle could an aspiring member of the Vanguard rise to the mantle of equal; and thus the new blood sought opportunities to prove their worth. Sometimes, these chances were difficult to find...
...and sometimes, they weren't.
Whilst slicing through the confines of Hyperspace, the SDS Eminence found itself host to a rather peculiar event. The Unbloodied had been called to muster in the hangar: a personal summons from the Harbinger himself. Space had been cleared where once starfighters and dropships stood ready for deployment; enough space to accommodate the host descending from the various parts of the ship. Already a small gaggle had arrived, forming a rough semi-circle around the armored man who had started the organization from naught. Opening his arms as if to receive them all, the Harbinger then spoke.
"Welcome my brothers! Welcome my sisters! Tonight, I give you an opportunity to test your strength. Step up Vanguard, challenge your foe and see which one of you will stand victorious! This is your chance to prove yourself through blood; seize the opportunity!"
The response, overall, was positive from those who had gathered thus far, but the collective mindset could not be gauge until everyone arrived. Of course, as the Harbinger did not wish to see his comrades slain this night, the ground rules for this barbaric display had to be set down. "Now before you set about calling out your fellows, here are the ground rules. One, no fatalities. Two, you may use only one weapon. Three, no Force usage. Four, choose wisely. A fight will go on until one of you submits, or until it is obvious which combatant is the victor. Lastly, there can be multiple brawls at once. Call a man, or woman, out and go for it."
And that was the extent of the explanation. Now the rest was left up the Vanguard themselves. Who would they challenge? How would the fights go? Only time would tell.
If you do not wish to participate in the festivities, you are more than welcome to spectate and/or start a betting pool or something. Cheer them on!
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