NationStates Jolt Archive

It was a remote nebula, known only for it's jewels that seemed to glitter with an inner light. It used to have been mined by hundreds of treasure seekers, but now their numbers had dwindled into the single digits. As in two left, a husband wife team. They had been fairly down on their luck recently, but it was about to perk up, or at least down in a new direction.

~~

The ship had extended it's nets, and was traversing it's way threw the nebula in hope of capturing even the smallest of gems. The husband was working the piloting consoles, the wife sleeping before her shift. The husband was faintly dozing at the consoles before a large bang and a sudden stop. The ship simple ceased to move, no banging of the consoles seemed to bring it back alive. The wife had woken up and was walking to the cabin before freezing next to the porthole. A strange light filtered through the porthole, an ethereal light. Her eyes were the first to see a Silmaril since times forgotten by most of the races of men and elves.

A day later their ship had suffered a mysterious reactor breach, and was never heard from again. It was unwitnessed, except by the single man who did it, and took the Silmaril in his cargo compartment before they could touch it. He went into FTL, and to the secret shipyards that spawned all the secret ships of the DNS fleet.


Edit:
OOC: Yes, I know that one should be on Venus. But let's just say that whatever god was supposed to put it there lied about where he put it, just to decive the race of elves a little bit more.

Oh, and this is all secret. No way for a god, or anyone else to find out about it. For now anyway.

And in conclusion, after the 3rd edit: yes, I do understand the concequences of finding it. I know what it can do, and who will kill anything in their path to get it. I understand that why, and I invite them to try to get it. Once they have found out about it of course.

If it's all super-secret and no one can find out about it, how do you expect us to RP with you? o0

I don't. Not yet anyway. This is backround for a major plot later on.

And a bump.

OOC: This makes for about the 48th Silmaril found in the last couple of months. They must be breeding.

OOC: Really? Have I been missing them or something? Cause I haven't seen any other ones.

Anyway, I fully plan to use this one.

OOC: Cool! Uh, what's a Silmaril?

OOC: It's a jewel (technically there are only three of them, and none of them can be found, but anyways...). The Elves made them. Melkor stole them. The Elves (well, some of them ... Sirithil's (Menelmacar's leader) husband went after him to get them back. He failed, and got killed. The Valar (basically the Elven gods), made sure they couldn't be found. People like to find them because it attracts the attention of Menelmacar, since Sirithil is sworn to kill anyone who keeps one from her, and Melkor, since he wants them back.

OOC: Interesting.... Kazar-Tiyon would be curious about this, if he knew about it.

OOC: Technically, they can't be found by elves. Humans are kinda left to the side and not talked about. And Morgoth stole them. Also my plan isn't to attract siri's attention. I plan only on using them as they were meant to be used.

Read the Tolkien books, all of them.

Taggityou.

DNS: I've read the Silmarillion. Melkor = Morgoth. And they were *meant* to store the light of the trees, because Fëanor felt like making them.

bump

The Omega shipyards...

It was in the middle of deep space. No star burned within light years of here, yet the station functioned still, producing the best of the fleet. The ships of the line. The big ones. The Enterprises. The Battlestar Galacticas. The Death Stars. I think you got the point by now.

No one knew of it's existence outside a handful of personnel working there, and a few higher-ups of the DNS gov't. And one other man, but his name is not important at the moment. He is the black to the DNS government's white. He does not particularly enjoy his job, but he knows he must do it.

And in this case, he's enjoying his job. Killing a god may not an easy task or a necessarily good one, but in the case of Melkor, he was happy to do it. He passes the Silmaril onto the ship that is named after it, by happy coincidence. It is now the fastest ship in the fleet, and her captain, Samah Beutemar, will be needing his craft's speed.

He, his crew, and the black and white of the DNS government are the only ones that know about it's mission. A total of 23 sentients, including the ship's AI.

The Black had given him his captain's sword, and his first mission. He understood why the pommel had been covered with a heavy cloth, but was still quite clueless about how the covered item had been procured by The Black.

His mission was fairly simple. Fake his ship's death at the Billionth party, and then find the Valar. If he could, bring them back with him, and help them vanquish The Morgoth at any price.

He sweated in the captain's seat on the bridge, scared at his impeding quest.

The Silmaril made it's way to the DNSs.