STC Syren

Velma looked surprised as the Major suggested this, as much as she hated to admit it this was a conversation for her leadership. 

“ I don’t have accurate world numbers, or fleet numbers for that matter. We have seen fleets as small as three and as big as 101 ships at any given time. My estimation is that they have a decent amount of worlds to sustain a fleet of that size, assuming they have more. I will not lie to you major, your officer is hard to turn down. Our ships were not designed for space combat, rather for orbital support of ground troops. I am sure I speak for the rest of the concordant when I say we will gladly accept the assistance of your navy. 

Velma chuckled and raised her glass to the Lorca at the table “ To spur of the moment meetings and unlikely allies…hear hear!”. The officer responded in kind and downed their newly refilled glasses, they were in rare form today. 

“ If you would like, I would have you speak to our leadership. I can make diplomatic meetings but this is something for High command’s ears as well. We will provide you with coordinates and you can follow us back to Shao IX”

Facility A-1

Due to the immense amount of magic pumped into Kacha’s mind most of the memories were corrupted and fragmented. Most of his personal memories had been destroyed and there were no military secrets to be found, the only thing that could be pulled was the location of a planet. Whether or not that planet was a core world or a colony was unknown.