[b]Sazkarjhia Colonization Fleet 004: Fleetmaster Sayar Tin'yum[/b]

The old sailor looked ahead of the view screen aboard the Marku-Class [i]Red Breeze[/i], watching in the endless expanse of space as the fleet lazily drifted in orbit above Trimubelo III. The yellowish-colored planet had been his home for the last 10-15 years, ever since he first spotted it for SCF 003. It was a simpler time, before Sazkarjhit involvement in intergalactic fairs was heavy, and war wasn't on the horizon. When he was just a Naval Marshal captaining his frigate, the [i]Shadow of Mazdabar[/i], and looking for a planet to settle.

Things were different, times have changed.

His communications officer reported that she had received orders from SCNOSE High Command, she printed them and brought them to Fleetmaster Tin'yum, who scrutinized them before handing them back.

"Order all ships to mobilize on that vector and set distance. Make sure that the colony ships and civilian ships stay towards the center of the fleet. They're the most important and if we run into pirates we have to protect them at all costs. Load all cannons and prepare for an engagement just in case. And make sure that countermeasures are armed." Sayar ordered.

"Aye, sir." the young communications officer replied.

Tin'yum turned to his head engineer. "Raise engine output to 105% and arm the Translight for an FTL jump."

"Aye, sir." he replied gruffly.

The fleetmaster sat inside of his chair, buckling in as the Translight Outersystem Engine roared to life. Blue tunnels of light formed around the ship, and they flung forward.