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uhhh.. what?
or mag boots so you are locked to the ship and then it really doesnt matter...
The captain listened to the Mekhar, ok maybe he was wrong. The Mekhar did see, and did nothing to ease their suffering. He wasnt sure what was worse. The Mekhar allowing the suffering to continue while they watched whole planets burn and do nothing, or his first thought that they simply didnt know. Either way the Mekhar where infuriating, he was half tempted to turn his guns on the ship and blast them until they gave up the tech, or he could pick it from their burning wreck. That was a bad idea he was sure, so he patiently waited and listend.

"Gargan, are you truly ready to bear the weight of our knowledge, even if it could mean the end of every sentient life in this galaxy if it falls into the wrong hands? Will you alone, decide the faith of every other race that suffers under the humans tyrannic rule?"
"Are you willing to take all that responsibility alone?"

"how... can you, the Mekhar, not see this! It doesn't matter if we Gargan or these creatures" he says waving a hand at the Rarian minotaur bending the barrel of a tank "are ready to bear the weight of such power, the human beings have been purging Xeno life from their galaxy, you are not far behind. if you do not help us NOW! there will be nobody left to help save you from fleet after fleet grinding you all to dust. If you could have you would have pushed the Humans back out of this Galaxy already... No we will not be alone in the responsibility, we will recruit help whoever will help us. We are not stupid enough to fight the humans alone. Every Xenos willing to join us will help burn the human empire to the ground and form a mighty alliance. You can either assist us with what you can or you can hide behind your borders and watch species after species burn beneath the human Empire and you know you could have helped save us."

The captain finished, he said his peace. If the Mekhar did not give him what he was after he would return to the General and request a small raid fleet and start Pirate operations against the Mekhar too until they stole the technology they needed. He was loath to do it, but they where pissing him off it was getting easier each time they said something stupid that pushed every Xenos closer to extinction. He sat back down in his command chair and watched the screens for a reply


Deep Interstellar Space


The Gargan main battle group sat near an ion storm cloud in deep space, light years from any star. The civilian ships where also close to the storm, making food and constructing a few frigates and cruisers. They would be stuck near the storm for a few weeks while the ships where constructed. The main battle fleet sent out raids against any human transport. Over the last week they took 4 transports and destroyed 8 escort ships while only losing 1 destroyer, It was a good week. Their hope for victory was off deep into Mekhar space, but even if they did say no they where going to fight the Empire to the last.


Empire Trade Lane

A group of transports carrying arms and munitions drops from FTL in the vicinity of a huge red giant. They sit waiting for their FTL dives to charge and make the next leg of the journey. Before their engines where cooled down from the last jump dozens of Gargan ships dropped into the space above them and within range, even before the human ships have realized the danger the Gargan are plotting firing solutions, when the first transmissions of the problem are sent to the escort ships the first volley of missiles, rail slugs and drones have launched and within a moment had destroyed the majority of the escort ships. Those that survived tried to flee, but the Gargan frigates where prepared and chased them down, hammering their engines with heavy rails. Each transport and the ships that where disabled surrendered, Which Argas accepts. In moments the ships are taken by Gargan marines and a few engineers on the disabled ships, debating if they should repair and steal the whole ship or strip the useful bits. While The engineers sorted things out each human was either shot or launched into space without a suit.

They decided to steal the transports with full racks of Imperial guns and ammunition and one of the least damaged frigate escorts. They repaired the ship quickly and got it out of easy range of the shipping lanes. Examining the logs the planet with "Rarians" would have some under armed soldiers for a few weeks until the next transport got there. Probably wouldn't make a significant difference but its an extra headache for those in command there.
i hope the mekhar are understanding folk...
Diarg, Captain of the catapult cruiser Firblog, arrived in the uncharted sector on the tail of the Mekhar ship. He still had his crew at high alert, weapons primed and drone craft in the launch tubes. However there was only the one ship that he could see.

"full scan of the area! i want no-" Diarg started
"Incoming Hail sir"
"open the channel, i still want that scan"

The captain listened to the Mekhar about worthiness and tests. He tightened his grip on his command seat, Worth? tests? this was insane. The Gargan had been fighting the Empire single handedly for 300 years. No support, no allies, nothing and the Mekhar wanted to test their worth? Sure, them Mekhar had been doing the same with more advanced technology and whole planets of resources to draw from. Before he could reply he noticed the Mekhar ship accelerate away.

"fine" he grumbled to himself, if that is how they want to play this. he would play, briefly. The cruiser was not designed for complicated high speed maneuvers but what it lacked in speed or turning ability he more than made up for in firepower. If he had to he could blast a hole in the cluster of asteroids. So the cruiser started its sublight drives and moved forward, accelerating much slower than the Mekhar. As they drew within the range of the Asteroids several of the Mekhar small drones took off out of the asteroids and sped towards the cruiser.

"Captain, he have signatures. Appear to be light attack drones."
"Launch drones, target with point defence guns. Our armor should hold off these attacks"

after a moment 36 Gargan light drones exploded from the cruiser and took off to intercept the Mekhar drones. The combined fire from the Cruiser and drones made short work of the Mekhar drones. The captain quite annoyed now watched as the gap that may have allowed his ship through started to close between the asteroids. "Lock missiles, asteroid 1, 2, and 3. prepare to reload and lock asteroid 33, 46, 81, and 90."

As the cruiser closed with the astroids within a few kilometers a punishing salvo of missiles launched from the cruiser blasting the asteroids away from each other making a hole for the cruiser, and peppering in exploded asteroid dust. It pressed on, a shield of drones around it keeping any mekhar drones back while the cruiser blasts a hole through the asteroids. A display of obvious frustration by a ship who could not have easily navigated the asteroids in the same manner.

Upon reaching the other side and drawing up near the Mekhar ship Diarg opens a hailing channel. "Now hold on a moment." he starts, voice obviously twinged with frustration "The Gargan, Void Raiders have been fighting against the Empire for 300 years after we lost our home world. We have had no allies, no support. How does that alone not make us worthy?" Said the captain quite upset, like the hundred of years his people fought to survive, much less build the grand fleet they now have was for nothing. "My ship may not be that advanced, but we had to build her in space floating in a nebula. 6 Gargan engineers where killed during her construction from lighting in the nebula. If you want to continue your frivolous tests, fine. But! if you had been watching anything outside your borders for the past few hundred years you would have seen us fighting the Empire on the fringes of your space. You would have seen us growing, and winning."
Well thats easy, We are sentenced to be pawned off to a Penal Legion or executed later which sounds awful so... we join you and we get to be free? Deal

they are all disreputable anyway like Acid Dogs or other hive gang criminals tossed into imperial service. so the idea of being pirates or whatever would be more agreeable than being executed. It would mean a few small edits to the CS nothing important, the flavor would be the same. Except the first stop he would demand would be the Armory.
Mortan listened to the pair. Vaulthuz seemed more agreeable than this Shaman, and yes he did noticed the dispeasure with the title. Vaulthuz spoke of peace, destroying the world so there was only enslaved undead and grow a truly powerful undead empire. Mortan considered the idea, nothing he had really thought of if he where honest, it was the pirsuit of knowledge he desired. Their goals could align quite well however, as a world burned beneath their armies he would have all the bodies he could possibly need... at the same time he had no desire to be the general. such things did not suit him but he would probably have to take time away from his studies to raze a city or world occasionally.

"Vaulthuz, your plans are very agreeable. I would happily be a party to your conquest" he said, but specifically not bowing in a show of fealty, he wanted to ensure that Vaulthuz understood that Mortan was his equal and not some minion at his beck and call. "Unfortunately i have none of the Golems presently. They where lost during my travels but with a supply of fresh bodies and some time, i could make you a simple one. A... proof of concept if you will."

Mortan turned his attention to Tiaz, slightly annoyed at the breaking of the Ghoul's neck, it still functioned but it was essentially useless as a minion now. He concentrated a moment and severed the magic reanimating the Ghoul letting it collapse to the ground. He then noticed the general dislike of his Knights.. they where living humans, which was a problem he was trying to solve and keep the knights as deadly as ever. Perhaps he could convince them to be turned by his vampire friends, but that was for a later time. Mortan began to examine te rest of the room more carefully, before his eyes locked onto the still open portal. Now that was interesting, and gave him a perfect excuse to ignore Tiaz.

"This portal, it is a gate not a simple transit for you. You mean to establish a beach head here... Facinating" he takes several steps past the two and begins to examine the portal closely. "How... does this work? Fueled by souls? hmm" he continues his examination losing several moments in thought. "My apologies. as for a display of my creatures" he says to Tiaz "and establishing your foothold on this world" to Vaulthuz "I think there is a perfectly agreeable place very near. If i remember correctly there is a fort near here. A small place maybe... two or three hundred soldiers and a small town that has grown nearby to support it. You may have seen it Tiaz, am i correct?"
@BCTheEntity, no hard feelings seriously. I felt it was very compelling, and character building (for everyone else obviously)

now. i think i will need to change Oskar's circumstances so that he is an armsmen aboard the Sloop, which i think would be easier to incorporate into the party. as for how this should work, me thinks @Klomster should run into Oskar. we could say he finds the brig, where Oskar and a few other troopers are imprisoned and recruit them into the boarding party. (yes i am trying to bring a whole squad of imperial guard in to help balance the power a little)
ok, im going to put this here too, i have reforged the CS. and as a note all my posts on the planet have no longer happened and the pirates are entirely fleet based now. (but a little more interesting)

@6slyboy6 flak batteries. You cheeky little... well, i should have known you would try and hard counter me ;)
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