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Oryger Flagship, Year 43 of Iarns Rule

The Flagship Oryger, named after the first of them, floated through space. It was a massive construct, able to hold Twenty million people, and designed so that is could be built up further. Around it, the Oryger fleet was moving around it with a tight formation. They moved through the inky blackness of space, making jumps every Fify Ticks.

Every now and again, some of the ships would leave the ship, returning with trade ships and cargo. This was one way of Their gathering of resorses.

Asteriod Feild at the edge of Naliu System

The fleet appered in the feild, and expertly began to aviod the Asteriods that would, should they hit the fighters, destroy them. The Oryger mearly blasted anything that came near it, while letting forth streams and streams of Miners.

Meanwhile, the fleet mainly went to pray on whatever Mearchents they could find nearby. The fleet had made an establisment, and until the feilt was mined dry, they would stay.

As it was, Iarn thought happily to himself.

OOC: Tag for post tommrow

~Tagg

"Captain,"
"Yes lieutenant?"
"There appears to be a fleet in the process of mining a asteroid belt that was to be earmarked for the MFers."
"Do scans match any known nation or ship class."
"Not that we can tell."
"Then lets go meet these strangers."

The frigate T.S. Linehause and its escorts moved to just outside combat ranges and sent a hail on all band, frequencies and languages to the new people.

"Greetings, This is the T.S. Linehause. We are wondering what you are doing here, who you are and how long you'll be staying. Also we would be interested in meeting you."

Iarn listened to the message with a bit of shock. He had someone who spoke Englik, ((English)) come up to traslate.

"Greetings, This is the T.S. Linehause. We are wondering what you are doing here, who you are and how long you'll be staying. Also we would be interested in meeting you" The tall thin creature said.

"They wish to meet us?" he said in Orygan.

"Yes master" The creature replied.

"What a strange thing, very well, allow them to land on one of the Flagships."

"Yes master"

Greetings.

You have permission to land on the Closest Flagship to you. Attempts to attack will be met with force.

Iarn, Ruler of the Orygar.

A shuttle disembarked from the Linehause and headed toward the nearest indicated vessel. When they got to the ship they eased in to the bay with a high degree of competence. Once docked, the ramp opened and eight in pitch black suits, with no visible viewplate or any other externals, as well as three people in more traditional uniforms disembarked.

The shorter of the two men spoke first "Greetings, I am Lieutenant Commander Defiant." The other followed, "I am Lieutenant Commander Ramius." The female was the last to speak. "And I am Commander Miro."

It was common practice for large ships in the PSN forces to preform recon activities before a large scale opperation. Though these activities did force the relativly large ships to take unlikely routes through shipping lanes (often resulting in big red splaters on the hulls) or through asteroid belts and random solar systems.
The PSN Darkness Falls was on such ships. A Restricted class destroyer and only one of three of a project that preposed thiry of these relativly small (3.3km [small for a PSN destroyer the average being about 3.6km]) destroyers had only begun her mission when she began to pick up signals of ships in the system she was traveling through.
"Captain we have several ships in the area. Scans report that we have a small cluster of ships from Theo and a group of unknown ships. Assumably we have already been spotted what is your suggested course of action," the ships board AI spoke in a calm monotone voice.
"I want to keep on course for now but if we are hailed then respond as if we were on a science mission."

By policy and tradition, the Koprulu Colonies continued to expand their dominion over worlds by searching for them. Groups known as 'Family Units' or small and less lethal fleets of ships went to the far reaches of space to find both inhabitable and habitable worlds for the Koprulu Colonies to control. One such Family Unit had recently entered an unkown system, and was doing has many scans of the region as possible. The scans, at first, were common reading indicating that there were planets, but nothing unusal, that was until a large group of ships happened to be picked up by the ships sensors. The ships themselves were all unknown.

"Civic Admiral, we have multiple contacts," stated one of the comm officers.

"Contacts? Out here? How far?" asked the unknown Civic Admiral.

"A good deal sir, several miles and we appear to be at a safe distance."

"Interesting, put the fleet on high alert, all weapons ready to active, but do not activate them. Attempt to contact all ships in the region," stated the Civic Admiral.

The Civic Admirals orders were done as usual, and transmission requests were sent to each of the ships in the sector.

The Oryger where not like others, within moments Almost seven fighter squads where swirling around all ships, even those from Theao.

((To Phalanxian Ship))

Greetings.

We wish to know who you are, please reply.

Iarn, Leader of the Oryger

((To KC))

Greetings

We are curious why you are attempting to contact us, it seems usless without a message.

Iarn, Leader of the Oryger.

((To Theao))

The Guards where greeted with a number of Fighters hovering above the ground, facing eachother their where eight of them, a full squad. Then from the opposite end of the hanger a form wrapped in Black Scowl. He moved forward with no one around him. He came to greet them, and when he spoke it was in accented English.

"Hello," He said, pulling back his hood. He had a Green archic face, which had a very green tinge to it. The man was tall, almost Seven feet, but was thin, extreamly so. His fingers where twice the length of a humans in proportion to the hand, and he had one Blue and one Brown. "I am Iray, what do you wish to know?"

If space allowed sound to traval then the sound would have been somthing like a rather large bomb going off as the [i]BFRN Heartford[/b] was flung out from nowhere, the Strike Carrier looked damaged. Burns across parts of the hull, chunks missing of the hull it was blantent that this ship had been in some form of combat.

"Miss jump Captain, that last volly must have screwed our Nav computer."

"fires on decks 12, 15, Hanger bay 1 and Reactor control 1. fire teams on route, Heavy damage to ship. Hanger bay 2 is still operational."

"Nav where are we?" the commander said.

"unknown, we're in uncharted space, dare i say it sir but we're lost." Lt Garon said.

"scan the area and get fighters out on patrol, i dont want to get attacked with out knowing its coming." the captain replyed. "also, try and contact Royal Navy command, failing that any TSA member state, activate the Distress beacon, i just hope we dont get the Westen Alliance coming along, bloody yanks." he said.

A squadren (7) of LF-3E Interceptors luanched from the carrier, a standard patrol around the area. Even with a effective range of 5 million Km from the Heartford it didnt mean they saw all.
Captain harrson was the commander of the squad, just a few hours ago they were in the heat of battle with Easten Alliance rouges. He didnt like this in anyway, to him something was wrong but what scared him most the fact they were in the middile of nowhere with no knowlage of getting back. He also hoped to hell no one elce was in the system, its not like they were in any fit state to get into a fight and it would look bad if it was a first contact with the carrier in such a state.




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Sevral system across a vary large ship slowly pushed forwards, largest ship in the entire TSA fleet. the TSAN Exploror, the first of hte Exploror class ships ever to be built over 1km long and housed 1000s of people. It picked up the Heartfords disstress call, problem tho that long range comm was out in a terrorist attack a few days ago.

"what do you mean we cant even forward the message to High command" the Captain snaped.
"we can recive messages but not send at long range message not for a few days." The Engineer said

"get it done today"

The Engineer saluted and left the room, the work would take time and who know what was going on with the heartford.

OOC: Stats and stuff on my nation is in my factbook (link in sig). They have no Translators for anything other then Terran languages.

((To Theao))
The Guards where greeted with a number of Fighters hovering above the ground, facing eachother their where eight of them, a full squad. Then from the opposite end of the hanger a form wrapped in Black Scowl. He moved forward with no one around him. He came to greet them, and when he spoke it was in accented English.
"Hello," He said, pulling back his hood. He had a Green archic face, which had a very green tinge to it. The man was tall, almost Seven feet, but was thin, extreamly so. His fingers where twice the length of a humans in proportion to the hand, and he had one Blue and one Brown. "I am Iray, what do you wish to know?"
Defiant replied, "We are wondering what you are doing here, who you are and how long you'll be staying."

Greetings

We are curious why you are attempting to contact us, it seems usless without a message.

Iarn, Leader of the Oryger.

"We apologize, though we were merely trying to see if you had communications and were willing to speak with us. Now that we know you are we are curious who you are, and what is your objective in this sector," stated the Civic Admiral.

OCC: Koprulu Colonies I posted in that intro thread of yours.
IC:
The Darkness Falls quickly began to scan the new ships that arived as well as prepared and sent a response to the hail.

This is the PSN Darkness Falls of the
Shadow Realm of Phalanix.
Now that we have introduced ourselves
we would like to know who you are.

"Master, more ships." a man said quickly, "Seem to be damaged."

Iarn Smiled, his hand tracing the button that, should he press it, would order all ships not Oryger in the system to be destroyed. He held off however, they may yet be of use.

"Send Missile Corvettes, bring the ship in, we will be nice to their crew, but make sure they know they will only be getting home on OUR whim."

"What of the other ships sir?"

"Begin talks with them, gain infomation, trade what you will besides the fact we attack trade routes, that may discorage them from telling us infomation about their own, and then we would not have new lines. For the time, just rade infomation."

"Yes sir"

((To Koprulu Colonies))

Very well,

This makes some form of sense to us, although why we are not sure. We are the Oryger, Searvents of Sajuuk, he who shapes what is, and our first Father, Oryger, searved under the Great Makaan. Now we are his decdants. Our intentions in this sector, as you call it, are simply to mine all minerals we require from this feild before moving on. We stay not long in one place, but intend to move along. Now what are your intentions in this sector?

Iarn, Leader of the Oryger

((To Phalanix))

This is good.

We are the Oryger, Searvents of Sajuuk, he who shapes what is, and our first Father, Oryger, searved under the Great Makaan. Now we are his decdants. Our intentions in this sector, as you call it, are simply to mine all minerals we require from this feild before moving on. We stay not long in one place, but intend to move along. Now what are your intentions in this sector?

Iarn, Leader of the Oryger

((To TSA))

A number of missile Corvettes escorted a number of Collectors. When they arrived at the ship they used the arms to grab on, before dragging the ship back towards the mother ship. On the inside, a message was transmitted to them.

Greetings.

We are the Oryger. Your ship seems to have been damaged, thus we will take it off your hands and give you a ship of similar size to take your men home, then will bring our ship back and pay you the price for this one. We hope you cooperate, for we would hate to have to cause you harm.

Master Rakif

((To Theao))

The Man looked at the person for a moment, his eyes wild, before he continued.

"We are the Oryger, our buissness in this sector is to mine from this feild the nessersary minerals needed to keep our ships running. We know this system belongs to no one, so we wonder exactly why YOU need to know."

((To Theao))
The Man looked at the person for a moment, his eyes wild, before he continued.
"We are the Oryger, our buissness in this sector is to mine from this feild the nessersary minerals needed to keep our ships running. We know this system belongs to no one, so we wonder exactly why YOU need to know."
Ramius replied, "We were wondering because should you have arrived somewhat later you would have found only unusable rubble. This system had been noted in the logs to be strip mined."

One Jem'Hadar Attack ship entered the system.

They scaned all the activity and sent a message

To the unknown ship of a unknown race. We wish to meet with you and see if a working relationship is possible.

Iarn looked at the Jem'Hadar with a tad of annoyance. He sighed, motioning to send a message to it.

Greetings.

We are the Oryger, Searvents of Sajuuk, and Children of Oryger. We are wondering why you are in this system.

Iarn, leader of the Oryger.

We awere on a scouting mission. When we found out that you were here we were given orders by the Founders to make first conntact with you. They seend their greetings.

The Jem'Hadar ship came with in view on the Oryger ships.

Very Well

Send a greeting to the founders, tell them we are willing to make negotiations, with them, not with some lesser class of your people. I am sorry if this may seem rude, but we are the chosen of Sajuuk, and will not speak with mear servents. Understand us.

Iarn, Leader of the Oryger.

The Man smiled, looking at he who had spoken with good humour.

"Well, that is a good thing we arrived first then isn't?" He laughed. "Now, what do you want from us besides to tell us this infomation?"

With in a 20 mintues a message is sent by a Founder

Greetings. I am one of the Founders. We have no name so just refer to me as Founder. We wish to speak to you about Peace,Trade and other such matters of importence.

This is interesting...

We wish to inquire why Peace and Trade are Importent things, we have found that trade only helps the weak, who we pray apon, we use their trade routs to feed ourselves, to pay for ourselves and melt down and rebuild their ships. We have been described as "Technology Canalbilisers" That is not true, we tear apart their technology and use its components to make more of our own. Now, we are willing to trade you, money for service. Since you seem to be warriors, unlike very few, who seem to be to weak to defend themselves or like to come to colonies, you come ready for mearly war. Thus we wonder, are their any trade lines you wish us to feed off. If so give us a location to place the Hyperspace Gates, and we will pray apon them.

Iarn, Leader of the Oryger

We are honored by your offer. The Dark Eternal Trade Routs will give you much fuel. They are nothing but fools who see them selfs as gods. As for peace being importent. Its only importent if its on our terms. However we have fought countless. Never have we losed a war. We keep the peace with war.

The Founder seemed to like this race. And this was a rare thing for a founder to like ANY solid that was not created by The Dominion.

Yes

Very well, these will be attacked when once we have gleened what we need from this system. For now, you are tolerable, please don't infringe apon our actions.

Iarn, Leader of the Oryger

((To Phalanix))

This is good.

We are the Oryger, Searvents of Sajuuk, he who shapes what is, and our first Father, Oryger, searved under the Great Makaan. Now we are his decdants. Our intentions in this sector, as you call it, are simply to mine all minerals we require from this feild before moving on. We stay not long in one place, but intend to move along. Now what are your intentions in this sector?

Iarn, Leader of the Oryger


OCC:Sorry for the long wait. Trying to bring my first RP in several months up.

IC:

Our intentions? They are not ones of hostility if it means anything.
We are simply charting systems and logging anything of intrest to help
complete the Shadow Realm's database.

((To TSA))

A number of missile Corvettes escorted a number of Collectors. When they arrived at the ship they used the arms to grab on, before dragging the ship back towards the mother ship. On the inside, a message was transmitted to them.

Greetings.

We are the Oryger. Your ship seems to have been damaged, thus we will take it off your hands and give you a ship of similar size to take your men home, then will bring our ship back and pay you the price for this one. We hope you cooperate, for we would hate to have to cause you harm.

Master Rakif



"CAPTIN INCOMING SHIPS" the Tactical Officer shouted
"incoming message, they want us to surrender the ship" the comms officer replyed.
"hell with that" the Captain said pushing the internal comms button on his chair "ALL HANDS BATTLE STATIONS, THIS IS NOT A DRILL"

Suddenly the Bridge came alive, orders coming and geting targeting data. The weapons system became active as the last of the fighters were ready to launched. At this point Captian harrson and his squad went full burn towards the incoming ships with weapons hot.

"ok team, We need to grab the attention of them ships so the rest of the fighters can get out. lets pick our targets." he said over the comms as the fighters lined up on the ships to get a decent missile lock.

The Captain of the ship sat waiting, "any other ships in the system?" he asked.
"well ya but i cant tell you if there friendly or not." he replyed.
"Send out a message on all channels inform them of the fact we're under attack by Prirates." he ordered.



To All ships in the system.
This is the BFRN Heartford of the Terran System Alliance.
We are Lightly damage and missed jumped into this system and now
under attack by Pirates, we can not hold out for long.
We need help i repeat we need help.


The Strike carrier weapons had locked on and were ready to open fire, the main engines were ready to kick in and head right at the incoming ships.

"missile locked, torpedos are also locked."

"Fire at will" the Captain said.

Then the Weapons on the ship opened fire, the Torpedos fired at the nearest Missile corvettes along with the missiles. the Laser fire Targeted anything that got in the way, it was all a screen to make shore the fighters would get out safely.

The Man smiled, looking at he who had spoken with good humour."Well, that is a good thing we arrived first then isn't?" He laughed. "Now, what do you want from us besides to tell us this infomation?"
"Information about your culture, migration patterns and any other information you'd care to share." Miro replied

"Crusade Master!" Roared one of the Crusaders that had been chosen to take in the ship. "They have attacked us!"

"WHAT! Why? We offered to take the ship off there hands and compensate them for a fully operational version of the craft, and we get shot for it."

"Sir they are also sending a message that we are pirates out to the other ships." The man said.

"Send a message assuring the other ships that this is not the case, as well bring in the Crusier and Interceptors. I am not going to kill the ship we could use as metal. Take out their fighters and weapons, then tell them their mistake." He smiled visiously. "They attacked us, we mearly offered to pay them for a new ship, so we are not the agressors here."

Other nations.

I would like to assure you, that the Alegations of the BFRN Heartford are quite usless, we saw their damaged craft and sent an offer to by it off them for the price it would cost to build one of these ships brand new. We offered their people a ride home, and they repay us by opening fire. What we do now is because of their agression, not our bloodlust.

Crusade Master Kaul

~As always was the case with the Draconic Order, any significant presence of ships in one system, especially if weapon fire was detected, was tagged to be scouted. This wasn't any different. A lone corvette class ship drifted in the asteroids on the edge of the system. Its passive scans and tapped transmissions largely unnoticed by the cosmic radiation/planetary bodies and the preoccupation of the victims.~

OOC: ahh i know how you ment your message to be recived but considering the Captain has just missed jumped from a fire fight, lack of sleep and so forth he took it another way (and could you really blame him). anyway i'll make a post when i know whats going on around my ships (so far all i know is my lot opened fire first, no idea if they hit anything tho but dont know if your lot returned fire).

OOC I basicly returned fire, trying not to destroy the ship, mearly destroying your weapons and taking out your sheilds, simply putting you at my mercy. When we do that, we will basicly make sure that you can't fight back, then take you off. Rest of you, IC posts soon.

RMV Andreas, Avis Class Cruiser, 0300

Gliding through space, the medium size cruiser had been on a routine mission just half an hour earlier. Then, out of the blue an officer on the bridge had gave the report.

"Several ships in an asteroid belt, weapons fire reported."

Within 3 minutes of that report torpedo's, missiles, and the railgun defense platforms were in active silent running mode. Meaning they were fully ready to go, but still in their slots and not exposed as to remain stealthy and not look hostile at first glance.

"Sneak us in on a steady course and once within range transmit the following."

Greetings to all involved nations. This is the Republican Starfleet Vessel San Andreas. We are calling for a cease fire and it would be quite helpful if we were informed of what is going on. Any vessel or probe coming within 15KM's around this vessel will be fired upon without prior warning.

*bump

Is this dead?

OOC:

I hope not, i've been looking for a good FT skirmish.