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

After a few days of FTL travel, orders were given for the entire fleet to drop out of warp. The 450 large starships slowed down, and looming in front of them was a large star system. There were several planets--at least nine or ten--orbiting a gargantuan yellow star. Fleetmaster Tin'yum strode over to his senior astrogation officer's computer terminal. The planet they were looking for was the fifth one from the star.

The ships jetted over there until details could be made of it. It was a fairly large earthen planet, with an orange-ish atmosphere. Clouds of various colors swirled around one point, large, blue streaks of lightning jetting across its surface. Below the clouds were rolling seas of blue; water, they hoped. A scientific research vessel, the [i]Beacon[/i], dodged around the fleet and penetrated the atmosphere. From a distance, small probes and other such devices jutted from the craft.

[b]Balaski Aerospace, Inc. Shipyard. Kellarowan City, Daramaska Region, Sazkar Major[/b]
In front of one of the factories laid a massive crowd--workers, soldiers, civilians, all across the board. Before them was a small stage with a wooden pedestal. There was noise and chatter between the folks on the ground before a high-ranking soldier on the stage hushed them with a few shots of his rifle. Striding up to the stage were two Sazkarjhit gentlemen: One was in a soldier's armor, with gold and silver alternating striping across the chestpiece, a rank identifier which only belonged to a Grand Fleetmaster; the commander of the Sazkarjhia Center for Naval Operations and Space Explorations, the People's Navy. He was not wearing a helmet, most likely had a filter in his throat, something that was expensive and only reserved for top officials. He had bright orange, smooth skin, with a yellow pattern running down the sides of his face. His deep black eyes had developed small, white pupils; identifying a Sazkarjhian of age. The other was in formal Sazkarjhit garb: A dark-blue suit, with a small armored vest under, he, too, was not wearing a helmet. He had the same colored skin, with a yellow pattern of bands around his neck. His horns were cropped close to his head, and his eyes, too, had developed small white pupils.

The soldier stepped up to the pedestal, tapping the microphone to test it, creating a loud whine. He breathed in for a minute, and then spoke.

"Good morning to all workers, soldiers, and civilians--Sazkarjhit and Equiis alike. For those who do not know, I am Grand Fleetmaster Daraya Magama'yum, commander of the Sazkarjhia Center for Naval Operations and Space Exploration; Sazkarjhia's navy. Most of you may be wondering why you came here at this hour, and I am more than happy to tell you. The SCNOSE has recently reached demands for a multi-purpose attack and search-and-rescue craft. We are happy to announce that this project has acquired enough funding to go into production..."

A soldier walked up to the stage, carrying a large box in his arms, draped in cloth. He set it on a stand near the pedestal. Fleetmaster Magama'yum stepped back, as the civilian approached the pedestal.

"I am Garyan Balaski'dum, owner and proprietor of Balaski Aerospace, Incorporated. When I took this assignment from SCNOSE High Command, I didn't know what to expect, how to approach it or what to do. But Operation SERPENT has come to fruition. While an actual working prototype is still under development, I'd like to introduce you to..."

He grabbed the cloth, breathing in deeply.

"...The [i]Rakora[/i]-Class Assault ship!"

He pulled it off, revealing a scale model of a peculiar ship. It was long, with triangular wings towards the end. Four small holes could be seen at the front where magnetic accelerator cannons laid. Towards the middle was a large, box-like bridge with windows and lights. Behind that was a massive, swiveling MAC cannon that could be aimed independently. Smaller missile launchers and plasma throwers were on the sides, and an impressive point-defense network was around the entire ship. At the ship's aft were four engines, two small ones towards the center and two wide ones on the side. On the side was a name identifier in Sazka. ((The Sazkarjhit vernacular))

[center][i]BASILISK AS-001[/i][/center]

The ship was impressive, some cheered and some were left agape.

"The hull is almost finished, and will be laid down soon. But we do need help with it." Balaski'dum stated. "While normally reluctant to take in newer builders, this is a very ambitious project, and we will need all the help we can get. If you wish to work for Balaski Aerospace, Inc., please head to our offices on 3491 Kardabi Street, where we will allow applicants in."

[b]RESEARCH AND DEVELOPMENT[/b]

Type-60 MagRifle: COMPLETED

[i]Rakora[/i]-Class Assault Ship: 15%