WA Delegate: None.
Last WA Update:
Embassies: Solar Alliance, The Regional Alliance, The Solar Alliance, The Mystical Council, Axiom Supercluster, The Greater Holy Isles, The Lunar Alliance, The Erviadus Galaxy, The Great Universe, Right to Life, The Confederacy of Free Nations, Eientei Gensokyo, Alvaris Confederation, The Alterran Republic, NationStates World Regions, Middle East, and 17 others.The Bar on the corner of every region, Elcor, The Nexus of Realms, Rogue CONclave, Arconian Empire, Gypsy Lands, SECFanatics, Lardyland, Wakanda Republic, The Union of Religious Nations, Hollow Point, Salutations, Brasil, The Confederacy of Free Lands, Fredonia, Barbaria, and Sentagon.
Lunar Alliance is home to a single nation.
Today's World Census Report
The Most Cultured in Lunar Alliance
After spending many tedious hours in coffee shops and concert halls, World Census experts have found the following nations to be the most cultured.
As a region, Lunar Alliance is ranked 13,555th in the world for Most Cultured.
|1.||The Great Lunar Empire of Lunar Administrator||New York Times Democracy||“Something something”|
- : The Subterranean Headquarters of The Controller of Planet X of the region The Planet X proposed constructing embassies.
- : The Republic of Androdium of the region The Medusa Galaxy proposed constructing embassies.
- : The Republic of Omaha Utopia of the region Ancient proposed constructing embassies.
- : Free nova orsion of the region Steam Punk proposed constructing embassies.
- : The Empire of Celestial Provinces of the region Celestian Prosperity Sphere proposed constructing embassies.
- : The United States of Bcrulez of the region The Greater Holy Isles cancelled the closure of its embassy in Lunar Alliance.
- : The Protectorate of 53rd Catgirl Division of the region The Greater Holy Isles ordered the closure of its embassy in Lunar Alliance.
- : The Kemalist Cumhuriyeti of Hakinda Herseyi Duymak istiyorum of the region Anadolu proposed constructing embassies.
- : Evernia ceased to exist.
- : The Republic of Thalson of the region Tribute Torch proposed constructing embassies.
Lunar Alliance Regional Message Board
I'm making a whole entire rank change to the Warp-Navy. Expect changes to Captain Cyrus's title.
In high orbit around Tau Ceti, near the Taukelian Stargate.
Several seconds after the mines started exploding.
"Jakar," said the sensory officer. "One of our mines has gone off... they are close."
"Hold position... and have the engineers pick up the pace." A sense of urgency had overtaken Jakar since the first mine exploded.
There was no reason to be anxious, but he was under pressure from his mother, the Archon and the fact that he had promised the 500 members of the Debate Hall that he would bring the stargate back...
He looked visibly nervous - his foot periodically tapping the floor. If he failed now, he could lose his first command.
"Sir, scanning the enemy ships... it appears that the two of them have stopped moving." The officer was speaking about the Timmarian escorts.
"We may have bought ourselves some time."
Jakar seemed unusually distracted. He took a while to respond and even process the information. "Most likely assessing the damage... if not, repairing it. Uh..."
Again, he paused, looking at a holographic status screen floating next to him. "What about the other vessels?"
"They do not seem particularly concerned with us, Jakar," the Sensory Officer looked up. "I think they might even be ignoring us, in lieu of the enormous battle before them."
However, that was not to be the case. For in about a small instant, the three Federation starships had decided to warp over.
"Incoming, sir." The sensors were alive with warnings.
"Three spaceships have left the fray to the mine area. They are around the same distance as the other two..."
Just then, Jakar's first officer walked next to him. "Commander... I think they might have called for reinforcements. Those mines will not last much longer."
Jakar opened a channel to the engineering team taking care of the Stargate, asking for their status on dismantling it. They would take at least 10 more minutes.
Jakar looked around the bridge and told them to hurry. Turning to his first mate, he said, "Have Captain Anokan of the Black Guard prepare his fighter squadron. On standby..."
Murmuring to himself, he cursed that he had to even call up the bloodthirsty Black Guardsman. Anokan was well-known for his violent tendencies... something Taukelians frowned upon. It was no wonder they sent him out here. "Keep close watch on those ships approaching us. Give me regular updates, Ensign..."
Tau Ceti high orbit, 7 kilometers from the Timmarian escorts.
Moments into Black Guard Squadron pending.
32 kilometers to the source of the mines, and counting. thought the Neolin's pilot to himself as he continued to fiddle with the acceleration bar.
Captain Lenard had been ordered by the Burung Hantu to maintain a high specific impulse from the corvette spaceship. The idea was to slowly accelerate themselves towards each mine in their way, until they destroyed enough to move to full impulse, or even Half-Warp (Half the speed of Warp Section 1).
The low hum of the engines seemed to permeate across the ship... but it soon stopped, the spaceship moving along only via momentum.
"Mine inbound," warned the pilot.
The comms officer quickly spoke up. "The Burung Hantu says that it's on the job."
"Back us off a bit, let the Ahera frigate show some muscle," ordered the captain.
In response, a few RCS thrusters pushed the spaceship's front, causing it to move slower. "T-20 seconds until we enter blast zone."
Before the meter even hit ten, the frigate fired an electro-plasma arc at the mine. "It didn't budge, sir." The mine's armor stood strong.
Another three rounds of arcs came, the secondary one destroying it at long last as the final one dissipated into the explosion.
"Seems our enemy is not playing about..." said Anokan with a chuckle through his communicator. Simultaneously, he sharpened a knife with a small device in his other hand. Jakar did not respond.
"Eventually they will clear out the mines. It won't hold them forever."
"Tell me something I don't know," retorted Jakar, cutting the call off.
Again, Jakar called on the engineers for a status report. 5 more minutes...
Back to the trio of starships
Several more mines got cleared, this time with barely any damage to anyone... until now.
After three railgun rounds punctured the hull of one mine, the resulting explosion caused a chain reaction that cracked half of the Javelin's matrix. "Engines still functional, Captain."
"Then steady as she goes, trooper."
Despite this, the three continued on their way, this time speeding up their hydrogen engines, knowing that the explosion chain helped clear out most of the mines.
17 kilometers from the next mine... thought the pilot of the Burung Hantu to himself.
Once they were in range, the frigate took aim before Captain Major Cyrus noticed that further up the frigate was an enormous spaceship.
The starship was about the size of a battlecruiser, and spiky in appearance... yet with a certain elegance to its design that did not seem to clash with its spiky exterior. Painted a dark assortment of colors, probably the main reason why they could not see it at first through the minefield.
"Open fire on the mine, sir?" asked the Weapons System Officer. "A quick few electro-plasma arcs should end it."
"I guess... but what will end that?"
The Weapons Officer had no response, as he too just noticed the unknown starship then.
"T-10 seconds to blast zone, boys. Y'all outta hurry up," the pilot warned, her voice filled with a sense of urgency.
Cyrus shook his head. "Of course. Open fire."
Shortly after, three arcs were fired at the mine, ending it. There was now nothing standing in the way between them and the strange alien ship...
Other than fear.
Bridge of the Invicta
Jakar clenched his fists and weighed his options, looking over at the display next to him he saw 3 minutes left. And now, just a few miles away from their ship were the foreign vessels.
With a sigh, he opened a channel. "Captain... disable those ships. Ensure their sensors are destroyed..."
Anokan nodded and jumped into his starfighter along with a group of 12 Black Guardsmen.
Emerging from the sides of the ship, the Black Guard squadron led another five dozen fighters in a formation that made them look like an angry swarm of wasps. At their high speeds, they would be onto the unknown corvettes and frigate in mere minutes.
Bridge of the F.S.S. Burung Hantu.
"Sir, incoming UFOs... Fighter sized, and just as fast," warned the co-pilot - mostly there to keep tabs on enemy movement to help decipher the locations where the main pilot could go.
"There's thousands of them..." uttered the DGO in an almost prophetic like warning.
"Target all of them!" yelled Captain Major Cyrus. "Whatever we can't fire, warn the corvettes about!"
"Yes, sir!" uttered the Comms Officer.
"We are in red alert, people." In response, blaring sirens rang across the starship, the duo of corvettes soon to follow suit.
"Arc cannons are ready. The railguns are loaded. Laser and gun turrets are locked and loaded," reported the Weapons officer.
"Then open fir-" just then, an explosion on the front cut off Jorrae.
"Breach on multiple decks. Sealing off now." The matrix had opened up for the weapons to fire... unfortunately, said openings could be exploited.
They don't play nice, do they... thought Cyrus. "Open fire!"
Arc cannons directed at the Wasps released their torrential rain of plasmatic particles. Unfortunately, they did not have an as strong effect as expected, due to the stronger variant of shields that the fighters used.
The railguns, however, seemed to be reasonably effective... albeit, not perfect. The speed at which the enemy craft changed speed could be enough to dodge the metal slugs under the right circumstances.
Laser turrets seemed to have a near perfect aim... but like the plasma, were less effective due to the shields the Wasps used.
As for the high caliber lead bullets, it was difficult to see if there was any effect, considering how fast they dodged the bullets.
The only truly effective weapon against those fighters were the Burung Hantu and two corvettes' guided missiles. Unfortunately, said missiles could only effectively neutralize the enemy if they weren't shot down in mid-journey.
The other two corvettes edged their way behind the Ahera, particularly the Javelin, allowing the bigger ship to take the most punishment.
A rythm of energy discharges and weapons fire dominated the small little area in space, signalling a worrying sign to the Strike Alpha that not everything was as safe as it seemed.
Jakar seemed to have lost himself in the battle unfolding before him. Everything that could have gone wrong, had gone wrong. He was sitting there, in the command chair, gripping the arm rests frozen in place.
"Commander!" The voice of his first mate startled him awake.
"The engineers have finished. We can depart..."
Jakar looked at another display now in front of him, presenting the battle in a three-dimensional hologram colored purple. "Call off the attack. Tell the Captain to fall back and return to the Invicta."
Despite repeated calls from the ensign, the Captain did not respond. At this rate, either he would die or the alien ships would be destroyed...
This can't go on forever... Major Cyrus knew this to be true. Sooner or later, the aliens would crack through their shields... something drastic had to be done.
"Open the hangar bays... we do this dogfight style." Onboard all three ships was approximately 70 fighters. All their bombers had been sent planetside for the battle, but not their Cobec Fighters...
However, it was clear that they could not launch all of them at once... and the incoming swarm was destined to crack the shields in less than 10 minutes - heck, they would only need to crack half of the shields to get to the starship's hull.
The Ahera Frigate was already taking most of the beating, but its nano-carb reserves could only last so long before the matrix was officially spent. The endless swarm of alien craft seemed infinite...
Strangely enough, though, the enemy capital starship did not even move or take aim... it just stayed in geostationary orbit. It did not even seem worried about the three starships.
Maybe we can use that to our advantage... maybe they were too proud to believe that the three spaceships could hold off against them... maybe.
"Contact the other two corvettes to do the same."
Just then, an explosion on the Javelin seemed to rock the Burung Hantu as rogue pieces of cophene armor slammed against its shield and hull.
"And call those Timmarian vessels! We need back up!"
Jakar contacted Anokan once more. Taking a deep breath, the Taukelian yelled into his communicator... again, something that was uncharacteristic of him.
"Return to the ship! Now!" He ordered him, before cutting himself off. If they didn't leave now, those ships could engage the Invicta or worse, they could call for reinforcements...
At that moment, the fighters began to withdraw. With their retreat, came a barrage from the Invicta. Dumb fire chroniton torpedos and beams of purple of light dotted the cosmos as cover for the fighter's escape.
3 minutes before the Wasps retreated.
A short period of inter-fighter fighting had ensued. Unfortunately, the Federation's fighters seemed to serve more as distractions than actual threats to the enemy fighters.
The Cobec V, while almost as fast and efficient at changing trajectory and velocity as its counterparts, still lacked the necessary edge needed to properly turn back the tide of alien fighters. The alien's shields were far too advanced, and their weapons (while still having trouble targeting the Cobec Fighters due to the speed at which they could change position and direction) were very much capable of piercing the protective veil of electrons that came from passing a strong electric current through the fighter's cophene armor.
Luckily, this was somewhat alleviated by the fact that there were two corvettes and a frigate in the area armed with heavy weaponry. Which somehow seemed to convince the enemy fighters to enter a state of retreat... seemed.
Something ain't right... Cyrus could feel it. Did they not have a capital spaceship in the area?
Apparently, as if by some cruel joke of bad luck, the enemy starship powered up its weapons at that. "Sir, power fluctuations on the battleship."
"Evasive maneuvers! Get us outta here!" yelled out the Captain to the pilot upon the Sensor Officer's warnings.
In a few short moments, an endless tirade of energy discharges flooded the battlefield, abusing the shields near to submission. "Matrix at 39%", warned the DGO, his fingers trailing across the command panel in a desperate attempt to divert the flow of Matbots to the places they were needed.
Purple photonic beams poured forth from the enemy ship as a series of strange torpedo weapons made their way towards the Federation starships. "Call the fighters back!"
A general retreat was issued. Shortly afterwards, the Timmarian vessels warped over, travelling in front of the Federation starships. "Our armor can hold the beams off, Captain Major Cyrus. Tell the others to get behind."
Railgun counter fire was wrought at the torpedoes, helping protect the combined human vessels from the onslaught of energy.
And so it was, Hellstorm planetside burning the very ground to ash and a barrage of purple and torpedoes here in this cold little part of the Universe. A glorious last stand, if anything. thought Captain Major Cyrus to himself as he watched the madness unfold across the viewing screen.
The view was beautiful in a terrifying way. Like the kind of beauty that one sees in the eye of a tornado, despite its destructive prowess. Amid the chaos of war, there was an erie sense of beauty.
Just something about the very stars themselves actually being blocked from one's view by the power of some advanced purple photonic cannons and blindingly white enemy pulse torpedo weapons exploding against the purple background because of railgun and plasma arc interception just seemed to remind Cyrus of elegance and eloquence.
Meanwhile, in the Invicta, Jakar was waiting for his navigation officers to make the right calculations and make a timely escape. However, this was interrupted as the ship suddenly lost power knocking the navigation officer unconscious. Jakar stood from his chair and ran to him, calling for medics.
The entire bridge had gone into a frenzy, with officers running around and engaging emergency protocols. One of them reported that the ship had lost power from an internal cut within the ship’s power systems. Someone on the inside had cut the power…
“Have we been boarded?” Jakar asked, only to get the answer from Anokan through his communicator.
“Only if you believe these aliens would be capable of such feats.”
“What did you do…?”
“I am taking you out of the equation, Jakar. The Debate Chamber sent you on a suicide mission… at least, some of them did. You don’t belong as Archon. But I am willing to take the chance… and lead the Taukelians to a new era. Just like our ancestors…”
That is when Jakar came to the realization of what was Anokan’s plans all along… “Send security teams to engineering. Tell them to-”
“Its too late…” Responded Anokan. As he said this, an Archon-class dreadnaught entered space behind the Invicta. Then, it opened fire on the now unprotected battleship. Purple beams and chroniton torpedoes tore through the Blackstone armor of the Invicta, tearing holes through the hull.
Jakar stood up and ran toward engineering, a purple sword at his side. Traitor… Jakar was going to kill him…
By the time he arrived, Anokan was long gone and Jakar could not even enter the hangar bay as the ship was torn apart by a barrage from the dreadnaught. Suddenly, an explosion from a missile hitting the hull knocked Jakar against a wall, breaking his arm in the process. In pain, Jakar called for the ship to send a distress call. In the meantime, they should prepare for boarding by the enemy.
As he gave his commands, Jakar could only think about one thing.
He was going to die here…
Once Anokan had arrived at the dreadnaught, it promptly departed as quickly as it had arrived.
ROLEPLAY with Taukelia and Federal Sol
aboard the TIS Arrowhead
"Sir........ it seems that a few of our launched torpedoes hit the alien craft"
then several explosions happened, rendering the alien craft seemingly derelict
"Sir, it seems that the hostile alien craft has taken critical damage...... it seems that all ship functions are offline, no action from thier engines nor their weaponry. Although I would advise caution, there was some disturbance shortly after the critical damage was inflicted upon the hostile vessel"
"understood, gather the marine squads and get me a connection to the federal ships"
"Federation ships, this is the captain of the TIS Arrowhead, we are sending boarding parties, remain in contact in case of fierce hostile resistance"
meanwhile all across the TIS Arrowhead and its sister escort:
ALL MARINES HEAD TO COMBAT TRANSPORTS, REPEAT ALL MARINES HEAD TO COMBAT TRANSPORTS
five minates later several assault transports left the escort-class ships and flew into and docked into the now deralict ship, the norm. for assault transports, ejecting several smoke grenades then quickly unloading the soldiers was used, but to the marine's surprise, there were no hostiles, rather all aliens at landing site were killed by something else
"Captain this is Srg. Johnson, we boarded the hostile ship, upon arrival it seems that all hostiles are KIA, directing squads to search thought this ship for any hostile survivors"
"Understood Sargent, attempt to capture any surviving hostiles, albeit do not take too much of a risk"
half an hour later........
"Found another safe room on the ship, breaching"
"I see........ 23 dead hostiles and a seemingly alive alien. MEDIC GET OVER HERE NOW"
"Captain, this is Sgt. Johnson, found a wounded alien, currently its under first aid, after first aid is applied, we will carry it to transport."
After the incapacitated alien was cuffed and carried to the transport and another half hour later...
"Are you sure that is the whole ship"
"yessir, found a lot of corpses, but no survivors"
sigh " Get a dozen corpses per transport, I'm sure the scientists and the Federation will be..... interested with them"
"Captain, transports coming back we have one surviving alien, it to our knowladge is stabilized and is restrained, along with that we have 60 corpses coming along as well."
"Understood Sargent, get you and your boys back to ship"
after the transports get back to the escort class ships
"yes, yes, understood. Set course to Strike force alpha, the Strike force leader and the Head Scientist want to interrigate the poor bastard, however, corpses go back to the Science ship for....... study"
Sector 52, 38
We had been carrying out some surveys in this system for the past week as there had been an interesting special anomaly here that seemed to only come throw this system every 204 years.
“Commander, incoming ship of unknown origin” said the crewman monitoring sensors. “On screen” immediately an image of a strange ship appeared on the view screen. “Sir we are being scanned” Said anouther crewman, He then continued “our sensors show that the ship is heavily fortified and would certainly be more than a match for our Valkyrie Class Battlestar.” I looked over at the officer on coms and said “open a channel to the alien ship”
After a few moments the screen changed and a picture of an alien appeared. “You are trespassing in Narn space we demand that you leave immediately.” I looked around and the other Lunars on the ship were as surprised as I was by this news. Though we hadn’t explored this sector in over 10,000 years. I decided to try a diplomatic approach “We apologies for intruding in your space but we were unaware of your species had claimed this system.” The Narn expression hadn’t changed and instead replied “this is your final warning or we well open fire, you have one minutel” with that the screen returned to the image of the Narn ship.
“Sir the Narn vessel is powering weapons and defences. Orders?” I looked at the screen for a Secound longer and then replied “Battle stations. Send a signal to command as we might need their support” just then the Narn ship oppened fire. “Shields at 87% sir.” “Evasive maneuvers, and return fire.” As this was a research mission we had forgot the normal complement for fighters for the mission and instead stocked up on probes and other scientific equipment.
“Incoming plasma torpedo of some kind” said the tactical officer. At that instant the ship was hit by a massive impact. “Shields down to 35%” yelled anouther Officer, whilst I read the damage report. There where hull breaches on a number of decks but most had been closed.
“Commander multiple ships just jumped into the system.... the Parakkan Battlestar Hood and Darkwell.” Both ships were part of the Atlantia Class Battlestar. Instantly a channel opened between our ship and the Hood.
“Commander Iraanic, this is Commander Ravish of the Hood, we got your signal and are here to help. We have begun to.....”
Right at that moment sensors picked up over 30 ships warping into the system.
“Commander Irannic I think it’s time we get out of here. I don’t know much about these Narns but they seem to be rather territorial. Also without reinforcements we are really going to struggle to hold them off.”
“I agree Commander, should we randevu in sector 50:38 to begin damage repairs and compare sensor readings.”
“Agreed see you there Iraanic”
With that the channel was closed and the two new Battlestars jumped. “Helm Pluto a course for sector 50:38, jump when ready”. It seemed like ages until we were ready to jump and the whole time I kept watching the shield readings go down, 35%.... 30%.... 28% and then finally we jumped.
On board the Narn ship
“Sir the aliens have vanished.... we are unable to follow them due to no trail being left.” I replied “How is that possible lieutenant?” The lieutenant shifted a little “I don’t know sir but we will conduct scans of the area.”
With that I sat there quite for a moment thinking about these aliens who had invaded Narn space, even if it was a removed system they still had invaded. As such they needed to be found and possibly neutralised.
Perspective of Admiral Gomo'iwaole'zlottoz *Gomo*
We did if we finally seized the System he thought to himself as he saw the Destroyed hull of a Vgaagari Destroyer that was the last of the Vaagari their local ships the system was theirs.
“Instal a System wide defensive grid as fast as possible before the fleet arrives we must secure system”
The ships drifted in space for some while setting up defensive networks and creating a scanning grid to make sure no jumps could be made without them knowing about in or out system and for him it was the perfect time to sit back and enjoy his well deserved rest.
He looked out of the screen and saw 4 Claw Craft flying in formation passing by he looked to his chair and opened up a screen in front of him it displayed the progress of land invasion and in Front of him General Drask appeared in holographic form
“General Drask What’s the current status of the land invasion” he asked calmly
The General didn’t hesitate to answer,
“The Planet Of rpiutua has been secured Chiss Slaves have been Freed and are now given medical attention the enemy has started using irregular warfare so we are working out of our secure positions to slowly take the planet”
Gomo sat a bit straighter “Make sure you capture planet” was all he said and Drask gave a salute
Then all of the sudden the lights turned red and he looked around the view screen was changing
“Give me updates now” he said
“Sir unknown ship has entered the system” yelled a Radar officer
“Sir ship is within our range” he heard a other officer say
Gomo didn’t need any thinking
“Set course for that ship and stop 500 KM from it”
As soon as Gomo gave the order the ship began turning in the right direction the massive warship her Engines began lighting up and the ship began moving into the direction of the unknown ship being escorted by 4 squadrons of Clawcraft and 2 Corvettes.
They increased speed as Gomo stept out of his chair
“Tell me what do the scans say”
“Sir the ship design it looks primitive but it’s somewhat armed” a Officer said who was reading the scans
The Ship approached the unknown vessel and came to a stop it’s weapons began turning towards the vessel as they faced each other
“Sir ship does not appear in any of our databases” his second in command said
Gomo looked at the image he knew this wasn’t a Vaagari ship but he couldn’t take any changes
“Give me a open channel and send it out into all the languages we have in our date base”
He waited a moment and the light went purple the sign there was a open channel
“This is Admiral Gomo'iwaole'zlottoz of the Chiss Navy identify yourself”
Now it was waiting for their response as claw craft flew past the unknown craft
Sector 52, 38
It had been a quite trip though the sector until news had been received of a massive Narn Invasion Fleet had taken nearly 76% of the Sector. Whilst Citystars where not heavily armed they did have some of the best defensive technology going and had a compliment of over 500 fighters and bombers. Our orders were still to keep an eye out for the Cylon threat. Though reports from the Solar Galaxy had reported that whilst Cylon ships and outposts had been found they seemed to either be destroyed or derelict. As of yet it was unknown what the cause of this was but it was something that was being looked into.
It was during one of our many routine missions that it happened. We were providing support to some of the other Parakkan Ships in the area when several Narn ships came out of what looked like subspace. We had stopped using subspace long ago due to how unstable it was. Without warning they opened fire. We barely had time to activate shields, but even then one of the domes had been hit killing over four hundred thousand people. There was nothing we could have done about it; we were completely unprepared for the attack.
Then they arrived a fleet of over a hundred Cylon basestars, how they entered the galaxy was and still is unknown but there arrival meant we had no choice but leave. Unfortunately our Jump Drive had been disabled, so we we were forced to use thrusters to maneuver around and then engage warp. Before we left i gave the order to send out fifty probes into the system in order to watch events. It was clear from our position that the Cylons and Narns were fighting each others as much as ourselves, though more Narn reinforcements kept on coming out of subspace.
Once we were out of the system and a good distance away we were able to signal for help and finally able to look at the probe readings. It seemed that the Cylons were winning but it was a close thing. As the Narn Reinforcements didn't seem to stop coming. After what seemed like an hour, a Narn Warship arrived... i Say warship because i have no better description for it. It was three times the size of a Cylon Basestar and seemed able armaments to match. Meanwhile three hundred Battlestars from the Parakkan Empire had arrived with an additional thirty from the Solar's and Lunar's. It seems we are to make our stand here the question is against who?
It was a chaotic mess, ships everywhere some where part of the Parakkan Alliance (lunars and solars) others belonged to the Narn. It seemed the Narn had been able to beat the Cylon force after all and then have proceeded with their invasion of the Parakkan/Lunar Territory.
The battle had started a couple of days ago, though it was more akin to testing the waters than anything else really as neither force wanted to send their fleets in too soon. It quickly transpired that we both were on a relatively even footing. The Narn's had more ships than us but our technology was better.
"Sir, We have been ordered to concentrate our fire on their dreadnoughts with Sections 4, 7, and 12. Though our fighter squadrons are to continue their current engagement with enemy fighter craft" said a young officer on Comms, as my XO gave the orders.
As we where brought into position the ship started to get hit by a fresh wave of fire from other Narn vessels who seemed to be repositioning themselves in order to continue the fight with the ship. It was then that another Warstar appeared on the view screen rising from the bottom of the view screen going straight up. "Holly S**t" exclaimed my tactical officer who was monitoring the battle closely. "Commander thats the Warstar Halo" said the Tactical officer "Understood, keep focused on your duties" i replied.
The Halo was a Thor Class Warstar, and her Commander was known for his daring and insane acts. Though even i had to admit the Halo made an impressive sight, as it fought its way in between a knot of enemy ships and just rained down death and destruction on them.
As we finally got into position to take on the Narn Dreadnoughts it became apparent that they knew what we were planning and had arranged a large fighter defense screen in front of them which undoubtedly they planned to use against us whilst still attacking from a safe distance. As predicted the fighters came straight towards us, though not before 15 squadrons of Vipers came roaring over us and engaging their fighters. This must have been part of Admiral Gannicus plan, make it look like we had no fighter support then sending in the reserve fighters which must have been stationed somewhere close by but out of sensor range. Looking at the Scans of the system, i could see that there was a small asteroid belt on our rear, which was probably where they were stationed just waiting for the signal.
As our two groups of fighters classed the our sections launched our offensive on the Dreadnoughts, it was short work but they quickly fell, but at a heavy price, out of the 24 Battlestars that had been sent to take on the Dreadnoughts only 12 survived with minor damage whilst 5 survived with heavy damage and the remaining 7 were destroyed. Out of the Narn Dreadnoughts, 4 were retreating and 30 others had been destroyed.
The Problem soon became apparent as the Narn ships began to reform with their reinforcements in tow...
That reminds me here is a link to our newspaper archive that contains our first two editions
We have compiled a list of news articles that well detail both Regional News and Role Play news that takes place in the alliance which consists of the following regions Solar Alliance, Lunar Alliance and Vroengard.
4th August 2018
17th August 2018
19th September 2018
Last edited: ........
Note: This design was inspired by Europeia Dispatch Office
I am expressing our thanks and gratitude for the diplomatic relations between us and for that you kept a good behaviour with us.
I want to thank you for your friendship during all these years.
For those who don't know me, I am Koguria the Governor Chancellor of Holy Byzantine Eurasian Confederacy, founded by DACOROMANIA, a region which is now in "stand-by" after a critical issue and it was classified now as out-dated. Not my fault, but by foreign intervention. And my region is now closed with password.
My region's founder moved to create a new other region. If you want keep forward relations with him you can proceed a new embassy with him, just that he do not "collect" embassies.
And a Happy New Year!