Hach Diplomacy
"Our farms supply us with enough food, although I suppose that there's never such thing as overfed." Grommic chuckled. "However, we would also like resources of more worth, if we are to supply our metals and energy cells. Stronger metals, materials for semiconductors, and so on. We would also like to be able to receive intelligence based on other nations and races. We do not mean in the sense of espionage, but more so in just what events are occurring. Sazkar and our colonies are a fair bit of distance away from other planets, and we are only recently kindling relationships with other races."

Sazkarjhit contact

The Ai pauses, noting the insult and redirecting it to the Supreme Overlord, he cocks an eyebrow in amusement as he reads it. Then the AI transmits again
"Nuclear weaponry. Outdated. Effectiveness on land: Strong. Effectiveness in Space: Negligible" The AI reported, before continuing "Benign standard code input accepted. Pardon granted on authority of Supreme Overlord Marcus of Cradle Galaxy. Benign subject, retract insulting remark. Attention, benign subject, logical conclusion was reached by this program, Sazkarjhit were deemed intolerant based on communications from the Hach and EA. Alert, Civilis Protectione vessels are to escourt you from Collective Space immediately. Cradle World value: ABSOLUTE, your presence is deemed dangerous to the cradle world of the Triarii. You may continue this communication with one of the other sub-programs from the Civilis Protectione vessels as you are escourted"

An unwelcome intrustion

The Primicerii stopped hovering and gently lowered to their positions. The holographic collective logo in the center of the room spun, it's rays moving through Faust and being obstructed by her. A Primicerii reached out his hand and the terminal shut down instantly. There was a hiss as the bulkhead on the sides of the room opened to reveal Spectre Synth Soldiers and Spectre Officers, who took up positions and aimed. One of the Spectre Officers stared at her in disbelief
"Impossibile est, neminem can adepto In hac cella" He remarked and one of the other Spectres next to him glanced to him before speaking
"Dicite ad eam quod" He replied, as they kept their weapons aimed. Turrets came out of their nesting on the roof and walls, aiming at Faust, but did not fire. One of the Primicerii moved forwards slightly, speaking in his ethereal tone that had a hint of surprise in it
"Apply" He said in English, tilting his head slightly as he examined the impossible intruder.

Sazkarjhit Meeting
"We do have a metal that we don't believe you have. We acquired it after fighting another species called the Drughani. The metal is called Drughan, and is much, much stronger than tungsten or any other metal for ships. We do not need energy batteries, we said we could supply you, though Drughan also works. It's abundant in our territory. Also, we have not met any other species than the ones you've met. There is the Korvichai, though.. Humans, Equestrians, the Collective, all that's left. There's the Draconians and Drughani, but they are no more. Anything else?"

Faust
"I am Faust. The Goddess of the Equestrians and Harmony. I would lower those weapons, they wont stop me." she continued beaming at the Triarians. If her mind it felt vast and expansive, almost infinity.

An unwelcome intrustion

The units kept their weapons aimed, and the Primicerii who had spoken glided forward. There was a stark distinction, in the Triarian Collective, and one could generally tell who was who quite easily. None of the Kyn wore clothes, the Civilis Protectione and Ghost had their own distinctive light armour and the Equitem and Spectre had their battle armour. While the Argutus wore nothing like the Kyn, the Primicerii had robes of a red colour, akin to those the Aetherii had once used. As he moved forwards, his large, saucer eyes blinked twice, the Orange light dulling slightly. The others around the chamber rose into the air from the floor but made no movements. The Primicerii who had spoken stopped when he was just centimeters from her
"You are the extra-dimensional being the Equestrians worship. You exist outside our time and space." His eyes lit up in orange "Yet here you are. Defender of our greatest allies..." He trailed off as he examined the edges of her mind, but did little past that. A second, a male shorter than the first and with a slightly higher pitched and screechy voice spoke
"We deem this company inviolable." He said, and a third, a female with a beautiful voice that echoed around the chamber spoke up
"We never dreamed to meet you in corporeal form." She said

Hach Diplomacy
"We will sample this Drughan you speak of. It sounds like a strong metal, so it seems logical to use in hulling our vessels. Besides this, we seem to have reached a full agreement, and we are happy to accept the terms you provide."

Triarian Contact
"You call my entire species intolerant, then demand to retract something you found insulting? I most certainly will not!"

The Fleetmaster spoke on a closed inter-fleet network, ordering a group of six Samani-Class Corvettes to raise cloak and remain in the system for reconnaissance. The rest of the fleet began to turn with the escorts as the stealthed, armed corvettes diverged and began inching slightly closer to the planet.

Orc Contact
"There are about four nations that we have contacted, the Triarian Collective, Equestrian Empire, Zonanese Empire, and Sazkarjhia. The Triarians are arguably the most advanced, the Equestrians have the highest capacity to use the force commonly known as magic, and the Zonanese and Sazkarjhit are both theocracies. They don't have the best history with eachother. There's plenty of unclaimed space, mainly because everyone is scrambling for the planets of the now-extinct Draconians."

Hach Diplomacy
The EAS McClain dispatches a shuttle, containing Fergus and two soldiers. There were Sazkarjhit ships in system, after all. The shuttle came in for a landing at the station, and the occupants stepped out.
"It is an honor to meet with your people once again, I am Fergus McClain. I understand that you wanted to discuss trade?"

Allimone, ODS Gestopo

Noticing the human ship entering the hanger bay, another team of Pols were dispatched to meet the humans. The Captain simply said "Yes, follow me, we're gonna head to another room, the Equestrians and Triarians will meet us shortly".

The teams led the humans to an extravagant room, with a window in the left hand corner revealing the planet Allimone, a cool, forest/mountain ridden planet; lovely. Inside the room were the Triarians on the left end of a square table, the Equestrians at the right end, and the Hach ambassador in the back end. The guards motioned for Fergus McClain to seat himself and his soldiers at the table.

"Hello all, I am Ambassador Kalihary, I am sure you know of my decent already but in case you don't, I am a Comu Hach. Now, I have been issued for a diplomatic meeting to discuss trade routes, declarations of friendship (if possible), and technology. The last one is something we are yearning for. Now, however, let's start by having one of you three speaking, yes?"

Hach diplomacy

The Elite synth soldiers stepped back and allowed crystal some space, after which there was a bright glow and then an outsider formed around it, its pure energy glowing as it examined the chamber and spoke
"Requesting full details on meeting purpose."

Malignant contact at Triarius

The AI spoke again "You are a species. You are one body. Your mistakes belong to each other." It said
The Supreme Commander cocked an eyebrow as six of the ships vanished "Expose" He ordered, and there was a short pause in which the Triarian Vessels jumped back behind the space stations. Then came a systematic scan, first scanning the system with standard scanners, then heat, then energy, then scanning for magic and, all that was done and none of the six ships were found, dragging pulse lasers set to their weakest setting across the system to reveal the stealthed ships shields. Once the Collective uncovered the enemy recon ships through their scans, warning shots were fired at each one.The AI counted the violations as they occured, sending messages to the Supreme Commander and requesting full Sector Sweeps, which he granted.
"Attention, further infection at cradle will not be tolerated. Priority warning, amputation will be administered if you do not w

[EA Contact] Extreme Outskirts of the Milky Way - Aboard the EAS Vengeance:

Overlord Thakva listens very carefully before constructing and speaking his response. "Interesting. Well my empire's fleet is currently on a mission to find suitable territory for us to colonize. If you could point us in the right direction where we won't interfere with the other nations, it would be greatly appreciated. Also, I believe that further diplomatic meetings take place with both of our major leaders rather than just us two." said Overlord Thakva.

Triarian Hostility
Mistaking them for attempts at a direct hit, the corvettes swiveled around. The nuclear missiles, six mounted on hardpoints on each ship, launched. They detonated prematurely before the fleet, creating a collective shockwave with enough force to send several of the Triarian ships into spins. The diplomatic ships used their TOEs and jumped, while the remainder of the fleet turned around and drifted to the scene of conflict. Orders to send backup were on standby.

Alimone Meeting

The ambassador looked at the...crystal, saying "Trade routes to boost self economy and our friends' economies. Specific technologies include advanced mining, even though ours is already good enough compared to yours' and cross galactic travel. We wish to colonize foreign galaxies, possibly even perhaps Draconian planets if you three are willing"

Sarkazjhit Meeting

"Alright then! We'll send you off with the Drughan samples. Return a message when you would like to continue with the trade routes"

Hach Diplomacy

"Law dictates imparting if advanced technology to technologically inferior species is immoral and dangerous. Such can lead to cultural decay and logical failure it aforehere mentioned species." The Outsider said as it ensure its body was stable and took a few steps forwards, folding its arms. "Other mentioned points possible. Specify exact 'Trade Route' and exact form of economy in addition to expanding pf specified 'boost' to the economy"

Malignant contact

The Triarian vessels quickly corrected themselves as they flew of course, and any endangered ships spun and swerved with surprising grace to avoid their ballistic allies. The energy projectors mounted on the space stations were shot and scythed across the location of the cloaked vessel, one for each Corvette. The Triarian ships glided up, countless ships launching from within the bowels of the manufactorums that were carved deep into the rock of the planets in the system in a continuous stream, filling the space above the planets with ships as the defense grids fired. Over a million defense turrets fired in unison, their plasma filling the black of space, making a beautiful display as it flew towards them. Through the dazzling display, energy projectors cut through like knives, splitting their way through the void of space. After the initial attacks of the defence grid, the fleets themselves came into play. Hundreds of thousands of ships fired together, another brilliant display of deadly beauty as they opened fire. Communications were quickly sent out from Triarius, declaring the cradle has been attacked. Not even the Draconians, in their attacks, had been able to dislodge the Triarii from their ancestral home world, and the reason for that was quickly clear. Its defences were the culmination of millennia of construction and upgrading, its Manufactorums filled with ships which could be launched in an emergency, the systems planets all filled with such manufactorums or defences. The value of 'Cradle Worlds' to the Collective went against much of their usual behavior, but it was an integral part of their society. For the Triarii, it was rooted in that homes served as a place where one would live with his people, and thus Triarius had became a beacon of Collective. For the Saeca Simius it was rooted in the old ways, losing ones home was a sign of weakness and dishonoured. For the Umbrae Populis, it was rooted in a similar manner, and thus each of the Cradle Worlds had large numbers of defences and forces stationed there. Culturally and socially, such worlds were absolute in value
The Supreme Overlord prepared his Aethereus class ship, ready to head into the system and join the combat id need be

Allimone Meeting

"Actually, we are not as inferior as you percieve. We simply need to jump between galaxies, we can already part across this one. We have learned advanced mining technologies from others before by sending civilians to learn in different schools amongst you people. We've learned the secrets of the Elles Gem from the Equestrians. Why deny us this right, now, to learn once more?" As Kalihary said this, one of the koyot guards seperated from his team and walked out of the room. Walking down the hall, he ran to the bridge of the ship. Inside the room sat some officers and the Admiral.
"Sir, ambassador has wished that this meeting is not recorded" he said
"Denied, Trinity shall not allow it, acknowledge"
"Acknowledged" the soldier soluted, and left back to the meeting

Hach diplomacy

"Your level has been exceeded, young one, therefore my statement is accurate and correct. And you rely on religion, Religion is but the first step on the logical path, the races of this universe do not move on from it, for reasons shrouded to us. Our knowledge is a secret we do not impart, for it usually has disastrous results, especially in the hands of religious ones. Learn what you will from Human nd Equestrian schools, if they wish to run the risks they may do so. We learn from our mistakes and adapt. We do not share our technology to avoid harming those we give it to, we destroyed the concept of money and wealth for it was incompatible with the greater good, and our children are the pillars upon which whole worlds have been built." The Outsider said, glancing to one of the Elite Synth Soldiers who gave him a small device. The Outsider activated it and a hologram came out from it, filling the area around it "Behold, a reconstruction of the events the last time we gave technology to a less advanced species" He says, as the hologram plays a reproduction. A Triarian Space ship lands on a planet, and the indigenous sentients come to regard it. Their tech is somewhat medieval and they lack any advanced technology. "The primitives were faced with a plague that was killing them off. Feeling for them, the Triarii aboard helped them" The hologram shows the two Triarii from the small craft healing the people of the planet "They gave them technology, the good and the bad..m one day there was an accident" The image shows one of the Primitives set off a plasma weapon by accident and kill one of the Triarii "The second fled the scene out of fear as the primitives panicked. When it settled they erupted into war, and by the end had forgotten where they had gotten the weapons. The technology was treated like a gift from the gods." The hologram continued to play as the primitives built a shrine to their gods weapons, and sacrificed their own among an altar "They did horrible acts and terrible rituals to 'power the gods tools with souls'" The hologram shows the stars far above, and a small Triarian battle group flies into the system "In these old times travel was slow, and it took forever before, a group of ships came upon the system and found the disgusting deeds." The hologram shows a curb stomp battle between Triarian Forces and the primitives"They seized the technology and rescued the stranded Triarii. After this event, a law was passed forbidding the sharing of any technology without Primicerii consent. It remains to this day to avoid any such incident"

Hach Diplomacy

"I doubt you have any of our techniques or tech already. Maybe from the EA but we are like the Triarians. So if you want any tech from us then you better give us something damn powerful in return"

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Allimone, ODS Gestopo

"Alright then" was all he said. He wrote something down on a device and continued on with the conversation. "How bout we discuss trade, then. We would like to purchase basic foods and supplies, and are willing to sell raw power and certain metals for it. The trade path would carve through our outer colonies, it's up to you where you would like a trade path for your species".

Unknown Destination

"This is the second time in two meetings that they have remarked religion. They make it out as if we are a genocidal, monsterous, illogical species".
"Possibly.. they may have had to deal with religion before."
"Religion should not be faced with wanting to kill others. Everything has a special form of creation."
"And other religions believe theirs is divine."
"Perhaps we should inform them of what we believe in?"
"Perhaps they wont listen. I doubt they would very much care".
"*sigh* then what do you suggest we do?"
"We can't do anything about it"
"They just insulted the Haches!"
"And they are an intelligent species, they have reasons".
"They will never understand the religion if they don't know what it's about"
"And we shouldn't care if they understand, we don't want to force religion down their throats, we've discussed this. They have their own forms of creation."
"So we shall forever be insulted?"
"Perhaps..."

Allimone Meeting
"It'll take a bit to convince my people to lend propulsion technology, when we opened warp drive up for civilian purchase... bad things happened. However, trade is really easy. In fact, I'm actually authorized to accept trade requests. As for declarations of friendship, we have fought side by side in the Sazkarjhit War. It is practically a given! Also, please do not take offense at the Triarian comments. They have presumably had bad experiences with religion, we have as well, but that experience taught us to accept the beliefs of others instead of condemning them. For what it's worth, we find your beliefs intriguing."

Orc Contact
"There is a star cluster that nobody has bothered to colonize, near our space in fact. If you want, I can have the coordinates transmitted to you. For an official meeting, you'll have to travel to the human and Dolphin home system of Sol. The fourth planet from the central star is our current capitol, and it is undergoing terraforming. The original homeworld is no more. Our president will be alerted, and he will be ready for an audience."

Immortal Caliber, Laboratory Room
"So, Kotonus. Do you guarantee that mixing that noisy son of a gun's cells with my body would be safe--- HOLY HELL, WOULD YOU PLEASE SHUT YOUR MOUTH THERE, I'LL RAMP UP THOSE GODDAMNED PAIN STIMULATORS FOR YOU IF YOU MANAGE TO DISRUPT OUR CONVERSATION ONCE MORE!" Retsukuu grunted, stomping her feet down hard on the floor.

"Retsukuu, my breth- wait, you're not a du- whatever, we haven't started the biological tests yet. And it's more easy to lower down that soundproof glass layer down that screaming pain in the rear end over there." Kotonus, another Aeternal, turned slightly to his right and pulled a lever. The soundproof chamber lowered down on the tortured Divinity's body that was held tightly.

"In other news, events in the Odender (Milky Way) Galaxy looks interesting. We can't just ignore this."

"But we should. It's protocol."

"How about just simply placing some spy fleets around them?"

"Well.... i can't argue with that, for sure. You're doing nothing to them, just looking. Since you proposed that idea, i'll vote a yes. And it seems most other Aeternals have done a yes too. This is official. Espionage command to 3 spy fleets has been ordered."

Aggressive Triarian Contact
The corvettes cloaked, but one of them still received a heavy amount of the plasma weaponry, causing it to almost completely melt. The others raised their shields and sped away to join the fleet. The Adamant Gale and several of the Darbor-Class frigates fired their ARCs at the ships, piercing them at high speeds and exploding in brilliant fireballs--sending powerful shockwaves; streams of fire, and clouds of radioactive dust in all directions. The three Trikolos in the fleet jetted forward and unleashed barrages of nearly a hundred magnetic shells, impacting several of the enemy ships. Specially designed shield-ships, known as the A-Class, moved in front of the fleet. Strong projectors from A001-A-030 projected massive plates of energy, which were able to deflect a majority of the plasma, but still some to get through. An unmanned Manumar-Class frigate sped forward, loaded down with enough explosives to destroy a large space station, and nearly entered warp while on course to the Triarian fleet advancing forward.