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Monkeypants said
Guild being constantly down has really been depressing.

Indeed, it was rather annoying.

Lets hope we can all get back on track now

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New Alas

The Ultra watched the orbs "You are right, Archmage. You do not appear a swordsman, I would have to be careful not to fry you entirely." He laughed. In Lorca culture, nominating another to fight in your place was acceptable, though often looked down on in dueling circles. Belonging to one such circle, the Ultra found those who did such somewhat arrogant and, to tell the truth, distrustful. The Ultra turned his head towards the sentinel and lowered himself to her level "And you are? Name and title, warrior" He inquired, tilting his head slightly and examining her
"Do you not wish to don your helmet? And that sword, do you not think it comparitively short?" A Major inquired as the other Lorca returned to the sidelines. The Ultra tossed the major the hilt and slowly backed away from the Entinel, taking up position ten of his pace, approximately 18 of her own, away. The Major stood between them, speaking in the same tongue Major Voroei had used at the table on the STC Syren. The Ultra activated his energy blade. The air around it shimmered as the two blades formed the energy curving near the hilt to link the blades. It was at least 5 foot in length though the Ultra held it in one hand due to his height.

STC Syren

Major Voroei nodded swiftly to Commander Vellais. He 'smiled', he top mandibles pulling backwards and his eyes widening, but he raised his voice and spoke "I make no oaths, for I am not the council. I am the blade, and it is the mind. But I believe with conviction that they will see this as I do."

The Major turned his head towards the commander "I shall not be the one talking with your high command." He said, as he lifted his helmet from the table. His neck guard extended out swiftly and curved, encasing his throat and hiding his scar, though nothing can hide the shame of it from judgement. He places his helmet over his head and the guards extended, clasping to his mandibles again. The eye pieces came down and dulled his eyes again, and once more he could see the glyphs and data flowing before him. "We have a File down upon the planet awaiting the Terrans and the Valk Nation." He switched over to a comm chanel "Lance Minor, return to the Ardent Inquisitor immediately. Apologise to the contacts, something important has arisen!"
Major Voroei looked back to Commander Vellais as the Minors rose from the table and took position behind him. The shields of all three Lorca shimmered as they came to life.
"You shall lead us along the path, Commander. The Ardent Inquisitor shall follow with impunity." The Major turned to lead his men back to the Inquisitor...

Ardent Inquisitor

The dropship fron the planet returned to the hanger, and the three Lorca disembarked. One approached the Major, walking with him to the bridge
"Major, why have we been recalled? We have not even had time to make contact." The minor inquired, not meeting the Majors eyes
"We have a new destination, brother. The contacts will have to wait."
"It is rude to leave them like this, major. We had just told them to meet with us and now we run like prey."
"Then may they forgive us and the ancestors judge us. I am in control of this Lance, brother. I shall shoulder the dishonour for this, not you."
The two reached the bridge, and the Major approached the command station "Key the hologram in to the council signal. Prepare to disengage from and follow the Syren from the system." The minors hit away at their holographic keys as they set to work. The Major watched the data flow through the network and frowned slightly

Message to the Terrans and Valk Nation
"Deepest apologies. We must withdraw. Regret plagues this action, may our peoples meet at a less taxing time!"

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Happy new year, everyone.

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Just add Velka to it? rofl

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STC Syren

Major Voroei watched the smoke curioysly, perhaps even somewhat mesmerised as she exhaling it, before nodding slowly.

"Do not be so quick to dismiss rumours of magic, commander. Magic is just a word for that you cannot explain. To some, you and I are carrying magic tools and riding the heavens upon blessed chariots." Major Voroei said, frowning slightly and folding his arms "If you outmatch them on land, then I believe our warriors would be able to as well. We are raised from hatching to fight, I would like to see them match that." He said, bringing his fist up as if to demonstrate his next point "If your problem is space, then give us the numbers, Commander. I may be able to present a possible solution to your star ship problems. We have many experienced ship and fleet masters, who are constantly ready to lead an assualt. We have a sizeable supply of vessels to deploy against them, if we can safely reassign them. How many worlds do they own, Commander? How do the numbers work when compared?" The Major placed his hand upon the table as he spoke, tapping against the table in rythem

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New Alas

The Ultra gave a short 'hmpf' noise and gestured to a Major, who handed the Ultra a small hilt. The Ultra took his own from his side and held them out "Take your pick, archmage. We shall see how much of a warrior you really are." He said, letting out a small chuckle after it "If you are half as honourable as you claim, then I expect a good and honourable duel!"

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xD

Yeah, thats a shame actually. Some EU stuff was trash but some was alright

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STC Syren

The Major frowned at Commander Vellais description of civilians "But these 'civilians' are not trained as warriors? They are not prepared and trained to take up arms should the nation be threatened?" He shook his head in disbelief "That... I am unable to understand. Alien society is... alien." He paused for a moment, then his facial expression changed, his Mandibles raise slightly and drew backwards. An expression of amusement. It changed back a moment later and was replaced by a frown, as if judging his own actions. It wasnt so much that he had consumed the alcohol, such drinks were commonplace in religious events. It was more that he had gone down the polite path even after being told he could avoid it. For not the first time, he wondered if his adherence was slightly overzealous. Would the guardians judge him heavily based on his actions at a small feast, after all he had done? Honour dictates that you consume as much of what your host gives you as possible. After all, failing to do so would be sending the message that you did not appreciate what they were giving you. He would never wish to send that message to anyone, growing up on the outermost of the outer colonies had taught him to be appreciative.

"Commander, I have one last question, which may seem rather intrusive; What would you consider your own and the Eternal Unions technological development and military capability?" He inquired with a small tilt of his head, before repeating a practiced line "'If you know your enemy and yourself, you know the result of all battles'"

The Minors continued to sit perfectly still, unmoving even to the cheers of those around them. It was not proper to consume while your superiors were not, should you have been invited to their table. That really would apply to all Lorca here. They were Minors and a Major, granted they were Special Operations, but they were Minors and a Major none the less. Not what any other species would consider officers; Enlisted and NCO's, perhaps, but not CO's. The Lorca system did not lend its self well to comparisons, especially since there were massive jumps in authority due to the much smaller number of ranks. Thus, there could be an entire team made up of the same rank. When this occured, the leader adopted the word "Lance" before his rank, ie Lance Minor. Oddly, this was even the case when the unit being commanded was not a Lance. Commonly, the unit being commanded was the smaller 'File', the equivilant of a fireteam.

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Sep said
How heavily can I base my people on people from an established universe...?

Considering one player is literally W40k's chaos, pretty heavily...

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New Alas

The Ultra paused for a moment to read the data flowing over his HUD, then spoke. "The true devotee honours their cause with actions, not words". He took a few steps forward, examining the Archmage. "And what are your deeds? Are you an honourable warrior? What reason do with have to trust your word above the words of the others, 'Archmage'? They acuse you of much dishonour and treachery, why do you not defend your honour against them? Are you scared, or are their accusations true, 'Archmage'?" The Ultra said, towering up and letting out a low growl

STC Syren

The Minor paused for a moment to stare at the officer, as if stunned and then turned to him and pouring the drink. Major Voroei turned his head towards the video and watched it intently, before glancing to what he could best describe as a burning stick in Commander Vellais mouth and back to her face before speaking
"Those are ill tidings indeed, Commander. I pray that if your warriors are dead, that their demise was an honourable one. If they are alive, I pray you recover them before the inevitable end... Though with what you say, it seems the Eternal Union is much better equipped to fight you. And this planets species, are they space capable?"

The other Minor stared at the drink in his hand (Or at least it seemed that way, in reality he was staring at the information on his head up display) before placing it down and leaning somewhat unsteadily to the side and whispering to the Major. Major Voroei turned back to him and nodded shortly, then looked back towards the Commander. He reached up and there was a quick swishing noise as the mandible guards released their grasp on his mandibles and retracted back into the helmet. Not a moment later, the armour surrounding his neck retracted down into his chestplate. This was followed by him removing his helmet and placing it upon the table, revealing his mottled greyish-black head and his slit nostrils. Without the eye pieces covering his eyes, they were noticably brighter. The Major stood up and walked away from the table, and there was a marked shift in the Minors actions. They stopped eating and drinking entirely while the Major was away from the table.

"As for this 'Eternal Union'... My superiors inform me that we have made contact with them. We are in diplomatic proceedings with them as of this day, as measured on by the turning of Riellealasil. They deny everything the Terrans alledge. Which brings me to a point; This-" He gestured to the hologram "-Is illuminating and certaonly casts doubts on the honour of the Eternal Union. But I must ask more of you." Major Voroei took another step forwards and straightened up to his full height, the markings on his chest plate fully visible. Just above the end of his chestplate was visible a thick scar on his neck which curved around his neck and ended slightly above where it started, as though something had wrapped around his neck and cut through it. "To reach my positition, I have slaughtered hundreds. My weapons have destroyed parasite, criminal, traitor and foe alike. I have developed, or like think I have, developed a good judge of character. But I am but a member of the Special Warfare group, my word means little and now the Ghaj is receiving offfers from the Eternal Union to intervene on their side. Profitable offers. But there is more value in honour to the Lorca than any metal or world can bring. We do not wish to side with anyone as dishonourable as the Terrans claim the 'Iscandarians' are. Would you agree with the Terrans accusations that the Eternal Union threatened to use dishonourable methods to destroy their enemies, or that they butchered their allies and 'Civilians?" The Major paused for a moment, before asking "What are 'Civilians', Commander? The term is alien upon my tongue.