[quote=@Apple] The ship parks itself against the side of the container ship and a ladder is raised to the deck. 3 soldiers dressed in blue camo outfits, with a pistol in hand each climb up one after the other. The quiet looking one has a small rifle slung on his back. The two other soldiers each take a cuboid looking object off their backs and place them on the floor. It's clear now that there are 4 wheels on it as 4 legs fold out lengthways with said wheels on each. These two supposed machines drive off at speed, despite the slippery deck. They slow down however as they drive by containers, a head that juts out from the top emits a blue light all along the side of the container. The soldiers walk around together as a trio and they inspect containers individually. [/quote] The ship's crew all wear identical black uniforms with white, featureless masks covering all but their mouths. They welcome the patrol aboard the ship and helpfully do whatever is asked, opening containers and such when asked. The ship contains, as said five containers full of rifles, sub-machine guns, light machine guns, pistols and associated ammunition, along with a single IFV. The IFV itself isn't that big of a vehicle, it is tracked, has room for about a squad of soldiers, and is equipped with a 20mm Autocannon. "These weapons are a gift. We will gladly assist with unloading them where needed." One of the crew members says in a monotonous tone. [quote=@Aceofreality] The person who looks to be in charge is the middle soldier of the line. "LOWER!!" he shouts at the others, they lower their weapons for now but not their shields. This person is a good deal taller and stronger than the others, who are still very strong even. He looks down at this letter suspiciously, showing it to some of the others here. "LIES!!!" he shouts and rips the letter into small pieces. He orders the others to open fire on this vessel, and they do so, with muskets. From other areas the other Yahupi open fire aswell. From a bit aways, a flaming cannonball from a trebuchet is fired at them. These people do not like invaders, intriguing how they didn't fire at them instantly. "COME OUT AND FIGHT!!" the leader shouted. [/quote] The ship doesn't respond to the attacks. After all, trebuchets, cannonballs and musket fire aren't a big threat to a big ship. Instead, it simply sends out another bird with an identical note and one carrying some gold coins. [quote=@Aceofreality] In the Federation, the officer that got this note shows it to the other one. They read it, interested in this proposition. "This is a little out of our league." the first officer says to the 2nd one. "Yeah, lets get someone who is more suited for this sort of thing." the 2nd one says. They sprint off in the direction of another building in the distance, where the officer's higher ups is located. People watch as these officers go sprinting past them. The building is a somewhat of a larger building than the others around and has a round shape to it. After a little while of sprinting these officers reach the building and enter. Taking a few minutes to catch their breathe. They knock on the door to the office area of their superior, who is ranked with 3 stars. "I'm busy." she says from inside. Yes, it's a female superior. "It's important! Very!" one of the officer's said. "Fine, fine..." their superior mutters. They open the door and walk in, the superior seemed to be hard at work solving the crime of a murder 3 blocks from here that occurred a few days ago. Rest assured, it will be solved soon. The superior herself had a rank of 3 stars, the rank of 2nd Commander. She had a purple and white uniform on. Her nametag said "Jennifer Woodland". The officers showed her the note, and she looked up at them for a second. "I see...very important indeed. I will have to send a letter to these feeries, aswell as one to the First Commander (What I am calling Charles's rank from now on)." The officers nodded. Around a few hours later the 2nd Commander had gotten a note in return from the First Commander, accepting this trade and weapons agreement. A pigeon was sent to this ferry, stating The Federation has accepted this agreement. An article was posted in the newspaper about this, so citizens are aware of this. [/quote] The ship sends a return note, asking for directions to a port to land at to unload it's cargo. [quote=@CmdrAlfieq] [center][b]= Veilletes International Radio Network = [/b][/center] "Marvelous of the gift, proceed at the closest port of Erksterm and unload your wares there, over. The inspectors will check the goods shortly right just in case if you're trying to committed any scheme against our sovereignty." - Radioman of VR. [/quote] The ship complies, and arrives at Erksterm Harbour, starting to unload it's cargo. Using a small crane it has on board, and uses it to unload four containers full of firearms. Simultaneously, it extends a bridge to the pier to allow people to board the ship if they so wish. [quote=@CmdrAlfieq] [center][b]= Code E124816# - L2 Monitor Network ##### = [/b][/center] "A field gun you do say? Well, that's more than a reasonable thing we've ever get from a peace tribute. You will go and meet at the less protectorate sector of the southern port to have a further discussion about your... war goods." - Radioman of AA. [/quote] The ship does as told, and waits at the port for further instructions, ready to unload it's cargo if asked. [hr] [center]Meanwhile, back on Yathon[/center] [hr] "So, how have our ships been doing, Laria?" Arrae asks, idly drinking a glass of pink liquid. "Almost all of our ships have arrived, and most have been greeted peacefully." Laria says, drawing something on a piece of paper. "Most?" Arrae asks, raising an eyebrow. "Also, what are you drawing this time?" "I'm designing a superweapon!" Laria says cheerfully. "But yes, one ship got shot at with Trebuchets and Muskets" "So you're drawing cats again. But seriously, Trebuchets?" Arrae asks, laughing. "Have they not gotten anything better?" "It seems not." Laria says, putting down her pencil. "Also, perhaps you should prepare yourself for a journey." "A journey, why?" Arrae asks, putting down their drink. "Do you plan to send me somewhere?" "If everything goes as smoothly as it's going now, yes. So you'd best get ready." Laria says, smiling. Arrae simply sighs, and gets up. "Very well then..."