[h3]New Condia, Expedition Fleet Nimbus[/h3]
[@duck55223]
Commander Hur'raci looked at the transmitted message nervously. When they had first come across the system and realized the level of the civilization inhabiting it, they had immediately shut down all outer systems across the small fleet and enforced fleet wide dark shielding, effectively making them invisible to any form of sensor, magical or otherwise, that could pick them up. Unfortunately, it was unknown whether or not they succeeded in shutdown quick enough. The lack of any response had seemingly answered that, and Hur'raci had risked sending a single short magical message out, coded specifically to the outpost on Dullahan they had left from so as to inform them what was transpiring. That was fifteen minutes ago. Now it was clear that they were spotted at some point, although due to the general broadcast it seemed that they were still hidden for the most part. The message had been quickly translated and the commander was now trying to come up with a response. 

"Oh if only we had taken the same ship Sil'soro. I may be the one in charge of the fleet, but you were always the better politician. And now with the silence I can't even risk contacting you." The Commander needed to respond at some point, and likely before a response team was sent from the United Empire. With no doubt General Peltis himself would be on the way, along with who knows what else. If these xenos were on edge, they might very well attack first. Plenty of others had done the same in the past. In fact, Hur'raci's own former Empire had done so when it first contacted the Roa'marii millennia ago. The Searonese had done the same as well, and Hur'raci himself had fought in that particular war before the bounty hunters had been brought down. No, a response was needed from him before it was too late.

And so the transmission was prepared, coded back just as the first had been received. Its contents were short and to the point, and the message sent so quickly that Hur'raci was sure his ship was once more invisible before the message even reached the xenos. It said, "We are Expedition Fleet Nimbus of Cirra, part of the United New Roa'marii Empire. We do not wish you harm, but another fleet is likely to arrive at any moment. Do not attack them, they will speak for our people. We will show ourselves only when peaceful contact with them is made."

Not five minutes later, a much larger fleet appeared, this one making no attempt to cloak itself. It too sent a message out to the system which read: "This is Roa'marii General Rhe'deri Peltis of the United New Roa'marii Empire. We come in peace, and request contact with the inhabitants of this system."

[h3]UNRE Spear of Searo, Enolopi System[/h3]
[@WilsonTurner]
Lady Pes'tifero of Searo was a leader among the Searonese when the Roa'marii Empire decided to take her planet. Now she was a refugee, a Queen without a Throne, a Leader without a nation. She had spent years escaping from Roa'marii space without being tracked and now she had finally made it to uncharted territory. Where no Roa'marii fleet had traveled, in recent times at least. They could take her Queendom, but try as they might, she would not let them take her. With only one ship to her name, and a small crew of Searonese bounty hunters, she had no chance against the Nightmare Emperor as the Roa'marii called him. And yet she knew they would continue to follow her. Only now she could go no farther. She had been trapped, found by this new nation. She couldn't fight them, but perhaps she could use them. It was time for diplomacy, no matter how much her skin crawled just thinking about it. So she sent a message to these newcomers. In a raspy voice caused by her augmented body parts she said loud and clear:

"I am Lady Pes'tifero, Top Spear of Searo and Queen of the Searonese. It seems I can no more fight than I can run, so I must submit. I hail from my former planet of Searo Hold before it was taken from me by the Roa'marii. Perhaps you can help me take it back."