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The Autarch, in his infinite wisdom, has allowed his Lagpunkt on the planet of Neron in the system of Arisse to be opened to diplomats and representatives from outside systems and planets.

Great care has been made to provide a safe and comfortable place wherein ambassadors and representatives may work to improve and open relations with The Autarch.

The Autarch will entertain any request from any outside government to open an embassy on Neron. The Autarch is committed to opening the Arisse star system to trade with outside systems and to engage in peaceful commerce with others.

All hail The Autarch, All Hail the Vrangian Guard.

Othello, Messenger of The Autarch.

Padmasa is willing to set up an embassy on Neron, of course we will require a substantial plot of land to build on and under, also we need to know how many guards may be on the embassy staff?

Alyson Kreegsbrock, Padmasan Ambassador to all Foreign Powers

OOC: Interesting nation, can I get some info on the race of the Navigators? All I can think of when I read that is the Navigator houses of WH40K, and I rather doubt you use them.

Transmission to Ambassador Kreegsbrock of Padmasa,

The entire area around the 11 square mile Lagpunkt Palace has been cleared in a radius of 250 miles. Plots of up to 5 miles square can be granted initially, larger ones may be granted by The Autarch, should he feel there is just reason.

Security is no issue, the Lagpunkt and it's surroundings are impenetratable and well guarded by both Thilite Marines and The Varangian Guard. However should you feel the need for additional security you may have up to a 1,000 member contingent of suitable forces, keep in mind no weapons are permitted within the Lagpunkt itself, not even for diplomatic body guards.

It is also highly recommended that embassies employ Artisans from the Guild of Masons and technicians from the Guild of engineers to consult on any buildings, they will be most knowledgeable on how deep you may build and the best designs and materials suitable for the environ of Neron.

The Autarch looks forward to your arrival

All Hail The Autarch, All Hail the Varangian Guard,

Othello, Messenger of The Autarch.




OOC:
More info here, updated as I have time.

http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=342114

OOC: Thanks for the info, at first I thought your race was leaning toward god-moddy but on reflection they aren't. Thier (extreme) physical weakness makes any advanced tatics they could use unavailable (lets face it even in thier armour they could die pretty fast. One EMP grenade and everything goes to hell) Your half-dragon guard sounds impressive, yet again they can't do anything that can't be countered albiet with a lot of effort (or very little depending on who is invovled)

IC: We thank you, that ammount of space should prove more than enough for our initial purposes. Officially we would like to request to triple the space to allow for maximum landing, storage, and living space, all trade with the Empire shall be conducted within the embassy and its marketplaces. Also we request that our lot be farthest possible from the palace and any other areas of "civilisation."

We shall indeed have a full 1,000 man guard made up of various groups and military orders. We will take notice of your ban on weapons within the Lagpunkt, although we must ask about the ceramonial short swords carried by most officials and thier guards. They are non-functional being made of precious metals but we feel that we should enquire just to be safe.

While we have considered your reccomendations we feel that we shall be fine with our materials and our engineers. Your reccomendations are welcome but at this point they shall go un-heeded as we cannot allow any form of security breech.

Alyson Kreegsbrock, Padmasan Ambassador to all Foreign Powers

The Varangian have informed me that ceremonial blades will be allowed. I have also submitted your request to The Autarch for additional space, although you may have to make your case to him personally.

The area surrounding the Lagpunkt is desolate and without any sort of habitation for several thousand miles. The mountain range that the Lagpunkt is built in is currently only accessable from the air.

Once again you need not fear for security.

All Hail The Autarch, All Hail the Varangian Guard,

Othello, Messenger of the Autarch.


OOC:
Thanks. I'm trying to balance totally alien with realistic, and that's always tough. I'm leaving in plenty of loopholes to make sure no one is unkillable, or godmodded.

OOC: Yeah, it's a damned hard line to walk. Currently (to my shame) I'm leaning more toward godmoddy in most circles, then again I have just put into writing my beliefs and the tech that my nations (and my allies' nations) exist in, in the hopes that some others will subscribe to it. Since there is no standardised system I've set up my own standard and anyone is welcome to use it.

IC: To be fair we are sure that you know what you are doing when it comes to security but we will be handling out needs on our own. We cannot put our security into your hands, and as long as our empire exists we must be able to defend everything we have.

We will arrive within three weeks to begin construction and to meet with this Autarch to discuss increasing the space alotment. You have been warned of our coming do not be alarmed when we arrive. Finally, from what we understand your people could board our ships quite easily, that creates a monumental security problem. Anyone who is not a Padmasan who boards one of the ships will be shot on sight.

Alyson Kreegsbrock, Padmasan Ambassador to all Foreign Powers

OOC: just let me know when you arrive.

IC:

That is confirmed.

Othello, Messenger of The Autarch

The Trasian Empire also wishes to establish a Embassy on your world, we also offer a place for a embassy for you on our homeworld of Tasov in the Holz System.

My Ambassador, Vorrnak Uotha, is hoping to meet your people and gain a understanding with eachother.

if you do grant our request, we will obey all laws put fowards, and as for guards, he will only take 2 Elite Guardsmen, Trained in Hand to Hand combat, and i noticed that you do not allow weapons, that is acceptable to us.

We hope to meet you soon.

Signed: Grand Inquisiter Marina Braztov, TSD diplomatic Division

The Autarch would be most pleased to receive your ambassador, Vorrnak Uotha. Suitable space will be given for your embassy, you may construct it yourself if you like, or contract the Guild of Masons to construct it.

Weapons are not allowed within the Lagpunkt Palace, but you may arm and garrison your embassy as is reasonable.

The Autarch has not as of yet, decided, to send ambassadors to any any other systems.

All Hail The Autarch, All Hail the Varangian Guard,

Othello, Messenger of the Autarch

We will construct it ourselves, but thankyou for the offer kind people, and as for the ambassador's two guards, they will remain unarmed, even IN the embassy, we do not carry weaponry in a place of diplomacy.

And if you ever do decide to send ambassadors to other nations, our door is alway's open to you, there will always be a place waiting, even if it takes 30,000 years, it will still be there just incase.

Signed: Grand Inquisiter Marina Braztov, TSD diplomatic Division

The Autarch thanks you and awaits your arrival.

Othello, Messenger of the Autarch

The three great Strike Cruisers slipped into the system, none had armed its weapons but every station was manned and ready, they could begin raining death at a word. Inside the first, The Razed World, Alyson reviewed notes on these latest races and thier empire.

"I wonder if they want me to cut my arms off?" She asked the shock trooper standing at the doorway.

"I don't know ma'am. But I guess that would be the only way to go in unarmed. Do you still have the 9mm emplanted in your left arm?" He asked grinning.

"Of course, and the twin Klaws in my right arm. Ah well, I suppose I shall have to meet with thier leader via holo-projector."

The guard snickered and leaned back against the wall looking up and down the hallway. He touched the comm attached to his ear and poked his head into the room. "ETA, thirty minutes ma'am."

"Very good, thank you." She shut the door and began getting dressed, pulling on a dress, her translation gear, a sword and pistol were holstered on her belt but that was unavoidable. She looked into the rather tiny closet and pulled out a CF weave trenchcoat, pulling it on she noted that the Padmasan flag was featured prominantly on it's breast, and that each of the buttons bore a leering skull.

She stepped out into the hallway and headed for the hanger, her guard followed and was soon joined by another, both wore powered armour and looked suitably impressive. She adjusted the lense of her Optic Screen, causing it to glow faintly neon green, she had to look suitably impressive.

At the hanger she headed for the silver Spectre Class Ship, also emblazoned with the Padmasan flag, and stepped inside. Spectre Class Ships were built for luxury, though this one also had a decent weapons compliment, and it seemed a suitably impressive way to arrive, even if landing on one of the Strike Cruisers have a much greater effect.

The silver ship launched and headed directly down toward the planet far below. "Pilot, get on the comm and find out where they want us to land, and where our embassy is to be built."

"Of course, Ma'am."


OOC: Yes, I'm aware of how anorexic looking her pic is, and no I do feed my ambassadors, and yes I do pay them enough so that they can afford to buy more than the provided meals.

Out of Warp a ship approches, it was a Miranda-class destroyer, onboard it guards the Trasian Abassador Colonel Vorrnak Uotha, his millitary rank is Colonel, but he was with the diplomatic corps of the TSD.

the ship's name was the 'Nuia' after a mountian in Trasa, on the command bridge, about 8 men sit at their posts, Communications was trying to contact the Ambassador on the ship, who had somhow gotten lost on deck 5 while searching for deck 8.

Captian Fyrak Corrath stares at the veiwscreen with slight interest, he sighs and he goes shipwide.

"Colonel Uotha, please report to shuttle bay 1 for departure, i repeat, please report to shuttlebay 1."

he then turns off the shipwide commlink and he turns to his Helmsman

"Alright, now listen carfully, once the ambassador is transported down via shuttle, i want that team of engineers to go to the site and begin construction of the embassy, and please, no horseing around ok?"

The helmsman nods and turns back to his controls, on deck five the colonel was not having a good day, he didn't have a good sense of direction, he was currently in Security area IV trying to find the shuttlebay after hearing the message.

The comm officer on the bridge signals their hosts and request cordinates to send their shuttle and engineers.

OOC: ok, here is what he looks like http://massassi.yavin4.com/sw_img/cgwullf.jpg i don't care if he looks old, that's how a middle-aged Trasian looks ( he's only 15,326 years of age, a trasian can live if taken care of properly to about 50,000 years, If perfectly heathy)

The Guild of Pilots began tracking the ships as the entered the Arisse Star System.

Vodalus the Dragon sat in the Vincula of the Lagpunkt monitoring transmissions coming, one in particular hailed him by name.

"Master Vodalus, the Pilots have confirmed arrival of thre Padmasian Cruisers and a Trasian ship. They are hailing the Pilots for instructions."

Vodalus smiled and turned to his daughter "Summon the Varangain Guard, have Isfar and Sumter man the gate, activate the Razer, give them a beacon."

Idalus nodded and walked off.

11 miles above, the giant tower that served as the primary weapon of the Lagpunkt sprang to life. The giant particle accelerator, the Razer, fired a stream of enery, but with no payload. The giant stream of light could be seemn and followed for several hundred thousand miles straight back to Neron and the Lagpunkt of The Autarch.

Both Padmasian and Trasian ships were then hailed "This is Othello, Messenger of the Autarch. The beacon above the Lagpunkt has been lit, you may follow it directly to The Autarch's palace, there is plenty of room to land. All Hail The Autarch, All Hail the Varangian Guard, Welcome to Neron."

The great gates og the Lagpunkt opened, issuing several thousand Thilite Marines who quickly moved to line the main gate on either side expectantly for the arrival of the first foreign delegates ever to the Lagpunkt, the first on Neron in over 4000 years.

Back in the Vincula, Vodalus looked up, locking eyes with one of the constructs built into the Lagpunkt

"They have begun arriving master, I am summoning your Guard. They should be here soon"

The mechanical eye narrowed and a buzzing voice issued from seemingly all around

"As I have.......seen, Vodalus. Bring the.........*click* Aliens to my central chamber. I will have..........audience with them."

Vodalus nodded "By your command."

He then rose and strode to the tram to take him to the throne of the Lagpunkt.

The Trasian ambassador finally makes it to the shuttlebay, his two TSD Guards, who where wearing the Black colors of Trasian Security nodded to him and they escorted him aboard, the Ambassador was wearing his regular White uniform of the TSD Diplomacy Division

Once they launch they follow the beacon that led to what these people called 'the Autarch's palace'
They landed right outside of the gate, Colonel Uotha nodded to the guards, one of them reached over and pushed a botton that lowered the landing ramp, Uotha hated these shuttles, he prefered the Lambda-class shuttles which where much more roomier, and where more impressive then this small shuttle.

once the ramp fully lowered the guards step out and stand on either side of the ramp, they survey the area, searching for anything that could be a threat to the Ambassador, the Colonel meanwhile makes sure he's presentable, once he's sure he steps out of the ship and walks down the ramp, he waits at the bottom for a representative of this planets leader.


(OOC: ok, just to make things more clearer when it comes to the uniforms, you seen the Imperial officers uniforms in Star Wars? and the Naval Troopers on the Deathstar, well basicly the ambassador's a white version of the Imperial uniform, and the TSD Troopers are exactly like the Naval Troopers, thankyou. OOC done)

OOC: This first bit is for anyone approaching Neron and the Lagpunkt Palace

The Planet Neron is a massive planet, very near the size of Jupiter. It is covered with a dense atmosphere that is several hundred miles thick, rich in oxygen and sulphur. The beacon coming from the Lagpunkt's Razer is clear, and bends with the rotation of Neron, giving a clear and steady path for all to follow.

As one descends through the atmosphere and over the high mountains to the plateau where the Lagpunkt is situated they see a leveled and cleared plane stretching out for hundreds of miles around the 11 square mile Lagpunkt.

The most striking feature of the Palace is it's 11 mile high central tower and main weapon, from which the beacon issues. The Lagpunkt is constructed entirely of viridium-steel alloy and changes colors as the angle of the light and intensity hitting it changes, it is awash in iridescent swirls and glitter.

The construction looks wholly haphazard as archs, bridges, domes and other features blend into each other in a chaotic manner. Gates and causeways seem to open into the air, thousands of glittering spires stab upward.The only regular feature is it's main gate, a pair of 120' alloy doors, currently lined by tens of thousands of Thilite Marines, their rail-guns raised in salute, their ceramite armour staned and pitted by their acidic and poisinous drool, their sharp teeth bared defiantly.

OOC:this is for the Trasian Ambassador's arrival

The Trasian shuttle lands and as the Ambassador and his guards survey the scene, the giant doors to the Lagpunkt open, they swing out from the inside, pushed open by the two largest of the Varangian Guard, Isfar and Sumter, each of them stand near 12' and swing the 120' doors like they are toys.

From the open portal glides a flat platform, ringed with a railing, a figure stands on it and another figure seems to be built-in to the platform, it glides to the Ambassador's shuttle and stops feet away from the ramp, deploying it's own ramp.

The first figure descends, his face is a carved white mask, human in form, the mask is locked into vanadium-steel armour that is articulated over the beings whole form, a pair of 'speakers' jut out on either side of the beings neck, he waers a white robe over his armour with a yellow surcoat, no symbols are visible anywhere.

He speak, his voice buzzing through the speakers "Greetings Ambassador, I am.........Othello, Messenger of The Autarch. I hope you have had a pleasant journey? The Autarch awaits you inside, if you come aboard the...............platform, I will take you to Him."

He motions stiffly to the hovering platform.

Secret Communique

The Elven House of Curullo will be establishing an embassy on Neron. Give us the land and we shall build the facility ourselves.
The Curullan Ambassador to Neron has yet to be chosen and his identity will be announced in due course.

Return Communique

We look forward to receiving your ambassador.

Othello, Messenger of the Autarch

Uotha nods to the representative and he nods to his two guards, they nod back as Uotha stepped aboard the platform with his two guards close behind him, he thinks about his old duty in Castle Wolfenstien back on Earth where the Trasians originated, Castle Wolfenstien was a spoils of War given to them by Belem.

Uotha shakes off the memories and he looks at the creature that had motioned them aboard the platform

He waits patiently for them to get going

Othello nods as Uotha steps aboard, the platform bobbing slightly. He motions to the construct (robot) built into the platform and it is off quickly, back into the Lagpunkt. As they pass beneath the doors, dwarfed by the giant Varangians, the one to the right rumbles in a voice that shakes the ground "All hail The Autarch!" as they swing the 120' gates shut.

Uotha is whisked into a cool and refreshing tunnel, the platform speeds through the Lagpunkt, which is beautifully adorned and decorated with tapestries, paintings and reliefs. Most of them depict Vodalus the Dragon and his Varangians exterminating the enemies of The Autrach.

After about 20 minutes of travel at incredible speeds (the scenery blurs by, but Uotha feels no wind in his face and the platform never seems unbalanced despite it's incredible speed.) they reach the circular throne room of The Autrach. In the middle of the massive domed room is a raised dais, surrounded by Varangians, all heavily armed , is the throne. The Autrach is covered in armour, his mask only appears humanoid from the chin to the bottom of the nose, the rest is flat and smooth, a semicircular platinum crown is affixed to his helmet like a halo. Tentacles run from the throne to his armour, attaching themselves to the back of his arms, helmet and legs, and as Uotha enters tentacles detach themselves from the walls and peer at him from all angles with unblinking glassy eyes. Courtiers of the Autrach are also knotted about in this room, robots, Thilites, other Navigators and several other races stand awaiting the attention of the Autrach.

Uotha is immediately bathed in a pale red light as he is lead near The Autrach's throne, it takes him a minute to realize that the light comes from the eyes of the man to The Autarch's right, Vodalus, Uotha immediately has the sensation of barely audible questions whispered in his ear, or mind......then a voice fills the room,a melodic baritone voice

"Greeting Ambassador of Soviet Trasa. I am The Autarch ruler of the System of Arisse , master of the Navigators. I am pleased at your prescence in my home and extend to you all the hospitalities that are herein." he motions and several constructs scuttle forward offering drinks and food "Tell me of your people, so I may understand, we can attend to constructing your embassy later, for now you may dwell in my house."

Vodalus the Dragon finally breaks his gaze from Uotha, bending to whisper to The Autarch, who speaks again

"You have many questions yourself, I will do my best to answer them so that you may understand. I forsee great friendship between our peoples."

Uotha slightly raises a eyebrow at the voice, he listens carfully to his host, he was mildly suprised when he or it asked about his culture.

He takes a deep breath and nods slowly.

"Thank you for your hospitality ruler of Arisse, and i am alittle suprised that you would wish to know about our culture, but first i have a gift for you, a sample of Phrik Metal, the strongest metal we have ever found, it is 50x more stronger then Titiainium steel, we use it in our ships and most of our empire is dependant on this metal, for it has many uses, it can be used in the Supports of buildings, if it is of high quality and very well refined, it could be used as the casing of a Warp Core."

he nods to a TSD Trooper who reaches into a small hidden pocket in his vest and he pulls out a small egg-shaped glass container, which inside was a small ball of grey Phrik metal, supported by 4 wires to keep it inplace.

He hands it to Uotha who holds it out in his hand with a small smile, Phrik was only found on the Fourth moon of the LV system, a system that Trasa has held eversince they had Warp Technology, but what these people didn't know that the Phrik metal was also used to armor their Footsoldiers and a new advanced robotic TSD Trooper's support structure and armor.

The Autarch leans forward interestedly and motions, the Varangian nearest to Uotha takes the case and hands it back, each Varangian carefully inspecting it before it actually makes it to The Autarch's hand, where it floats. Several tentacles slither out from hidden compartments in his throne and begin scanning the sample.

"We have never built a built a warp core, we have no need for such propulsion technologies, but our Thilites , if they are to travel without us, require such warp powered vessels. I have recently purchased ten such cruisers from a people known as the Atlantian Outcasts and have ordered the Guild of Engineers to begin designing one that the Thilites can themselves build."

His voice echoes from every corner of the chamber again as he speaks.

"Do you know of our resonance generator technology? We can manipulate dark matter to serve us, perhaps we can make our technology work for you, if yours can work for us?"

The Varangians look interestedly at the Trasians as The Autarch speaks. The others courtiers also seem newly interested in them as The Autarch continues.

"The Navigators, as a race, have no trouble traversing even a thousand light years in seconds, but our lesser servants are more challenged by time and space. I would see no reason we could not come to an arrangement that would be suitable for us both."

A tentacle finally snatches the sample from the air above The Autarch's palm, and whisks it away to some internal compartment.

The Federation wishes to establish an Embassy in the Autarch's space. As the Autarch already has an embassy in Federated space, we wish to return the gesture. However, we request that our embassy be constructed in orbit, as the Federation delegation would be much more comfortable in space. We can construct the station ourselves.

We also wish to know if we can station two warships at the Embassy, should any circumstances arise.

We hope for permission. May relations improve between our peoples.

Foreign Minister of the Federation:
Julian Weischten

The Autarch would be pleased to receive your embassy. You may also construct it in space if that is your desire. The warships, however, could not be allowed on a permanent basis, unless some sort of agreement was reached with The Autarch personally by your ambassador.

Othello, Messenger of The Autarch.

Uotha nods as the sample was hidden in some compartment, he had heard that the Trasian Moon Colony 'Kikao Beta' in the LV system where most of their higher Tech equipment is created and tested was right now designing their own Generator that sounded similar to the ones that the Autarch or whatever spoke mentioned.

his tone remains neutral as he spoke.

"Our Technology might be compatible with yours, but nothing is 100% compadible, but i am sure that we can overcome it, and i have heard of the Atlantian Outcasts, most of my people don't trust them beacuse we have never met face-to-face with a single one of their species, the-"

he is cut off by one of the TSD guards handing him a Commlink, he takes it and a earpeice and listens carfully, it was too low for others to hear, the ambassador nods as he listened to his orders.

He spoke in Trasian so others wouldn't know what he was saying, it was a older dialect he spoke in.

"Ka? broatha Siata Borllinga?"

as he listened he nodded then shook his head negative.

"Nicha coama iiat Prog basiam, Ka, hausa uarya basta"

With that he shuts off the Commlink and hands it back to the Soldier who takes it back and puts it in his hidden vest compartment.


The Ambassador looks back to their host with a sad look.

"My apologies, i just recieved news that the colony world of 'Kikao Beta' in the LV system was destroyed, we where testing a Dark Matter generator and unfortenatly it somhow destroyed itself, pardon me, i must go now, but do not worry, this won't take very long, i will need acess to our shuttle though."

The news had apparently shocked Uotha, he used to live on that colony, about 40,000 Scientists and other civilians had died, only less then half of the planet remained, the rest somhow vanished.

Before he can leave the air is filled with the chuckle of The Autarch.

"The dark matter generator gained too much mass too quickly, and became unbalanced. When that happens the best case scenario is that a small portion of space implodes, worst case, you give birth to a black hole. "

The Engineers nearby all nod knowingly and buzz to themselves as The Autarch continues.

"It is not enough that you build sensors to detect dark matter, or that you build a device that can contain it, it needs to be 'tuned'. That can only be done by ones, such as us that can see the dark matter and touch it. It is unfortunate that such an experiment has caused such damage. That damage can be avoided in the future, with our aid. We simply require the technology to allow us to build a warp core, so that we do not suffer accidents from experimentation, or reverse engineering the Atlantian Outcasts technology. You would do better not to leave and to tell your masters that I hold the answers to your disaster."

The Autarch leans forward and motions with his hand

"Beneath my very throne is five resonance generators, and five gravitic furnaces. Each one of them producing enough energy to power cities of tens of millions, in perfect safety. It has been thousands of years since even the slightest generator mishap has ocurred. The Guild of Engineers can produce, and keep in perfect shape resonance generators indefinently."

"It is highly doubtful that the TSD would be willing to try to construct another generator, even with your help the risks are too great for them, and i don't have the authorization to hand over technology, only Grand Inquisiter Jorrus or a higher ranking officer has that authority, but i am positive that they would agree to teach how to build a warp core and warp Engines, and also apparently the TSD highcommand is eager to construct relations with your people, they have offered some of your engineers a tour of the TSS: Nuia which is currently inorbit of this world, i think that your engineers would be interested to see the ship's Warp Core mostly, however, the choice that if your accept the invitation or not is up to you entirely"

The Trasian Colonel folds his hands behind his back, waiting with patience for a responce, Trasians had extreamly high patience, and they where thought of as 'Brilliant scientists' which would be the truth, the Trasian race was both a Race of Scientists and Soldiers.

The Autarch nods

"It is good that you give us the oppurtunity to see your technology up close and offer to help us. I am pleased by you and your judgement. I will allow my engineers to tour your ship. I only regret that you will not let us pay you back in kind, we can build for you resonance generators with no risk and we would surely do so."

He then motions and a pair of Navigators move towards the Colonel, they look very much like the messenger Othello.

"These are members of the Guild of Engineers, they are most eager to see your vessel and learn what you show them. I thank you, and your people."

the Colonel nods slightly then turns to his guards, the guard hears a beeping tone from the commlink, he hands it over to the Colonel again who listens, he suddenly goes slightly pale as he slowly nodded, he gives the commlink back to the guard and turns to The Autarch.

"I guess you might beable to get the technology after-all, Grand Inquisiter Jorrus and two of his Grand Admirals are on their way here, they arrive within 2 standard Terran days...."

Uotha was slightly frightened beacuse the Grand Inquisiter was a ruthless leader, he killed those who didn't perform to expectation, and he is a master of the Dark Side, he was a Force-sensative being, the only one of three in all of Trasa, he was second strongest, the first being High Inquisiter Xiontha, who was like Jorrus....

Message from the Federation War Council:
To: The Autarch
Subject: Military Vessels

As you undoubtedly know, the Federation is at war. We cannot ensure that our embassy on your world (or above it) would be completely safe from attack. As such, we wish to station at least two cruisers at the Embassy at any given time, should an attack occur.

We highly doubt that the Embassy would fall under fire, however, nothing is certain while at war...

the Colonel nods slightly then turns to his guards, the guard hears a beeping tone from the commlink, he hands it over to the Colonel again who listens, he suddenly goes slightly pale as he slowly nodded, he gives the commlink back to the guard and turns to The Autarch.

"I guess you might beable to get the technology after-all, Grand Inquisiter Jorrus and two of his Grand Admirals are on their way here, they arrive within 2 standard Terran days...."

Uotha was slightly frightened beacuse the Grand Inquisiter was a ruthless leader, he killed those who didn't perform to expectation, and he is a master of the Dark Side, he was a Force-sensative being, the only one of three in all of Trasa, he was second strongest, the first being High Inquisiter Xiontha, who was like Jorrus....


The Autarch nods.

"Very well then I shall anticipate his arrival. If you would be more comfortable in my palace you may stay here, instead of returning to your ship. I will be very interested to speak with your Grand Inquisitir Jorrus."

The Autarch motions to Othello.

"Return them to their shutlle, or show them to the guest's quarters, whichever they desire. Put my constructs at their disposal."

Message from the Federation War Council:
To: The Autarch
Subject: Military Vessels

As you undoubtedly know, the Federation is at war. We cannot ensure that our embassy on your world (or above it) would be completely safe from attack. As such, we wish to station at least two cruisers at the Embassy at any given time, should an attack occur.

We highly doubt that the Embassy would fall under fire, however, nothing is certain while at war...


Vodalus was becoming quite concerned at the number of warships entering Arisse to 'protect' embassies, he replied personally to the Federation.

"If you feel that your space station is not safe then I would highly suggest that you do as the Padamasians and take the generous offer of The Autarch to use up to five square miles to build your embassy and garrison it with up to 1,000 troops.

I will not allow warships to linger longer in our system than is required to off load what is necessary for embassy personnel and equipment. There is no force in the universe that can move undetected into Arisse, and any force that does enter Arisse is well within range of the weapons of the Lagpunkt.

We are more than capable of defending our system from attack, either upon us or upon your embassy."

10 lightyears away 3 TSD Star Destroyers, two Imperial class Star Destroyers and a Super Star Destroyer, also known as Executor class where traveling through warp drive, onboard the SSD: Errina Vorloth in a small throneroom near the core of the ship, a man robed in black was sitting, his hands where folded infront of himself, he carried the aura of power around him, his eyes, which where a deep crimson instead of a normal Trasian Blue was seemingly staring out into nothingness.

4 TSD Troopers with E-11 Blaster Rifles where standing in the shadows, waiting their master's command.

the Grand Inquisiter suddenly snaps out of his staring and he shifts his gaze towards his men, these where no ordinary TSD Troopers, they had better training then normal troopers, these ones knew how to use almost every single weapon with mastery skill.

"Sergant Lankov, please step closer..."

A young TSD Soldiers steps out of the shadows, he had a cold look on his face.

"Yes sir? what is your command?"

The Dark Inquisiter glares at the young man, making him squirm slightly.

"Why havn't we reached our destination yet?"

The TSD Trooper swollows hard.

"errr, well sir, it is taking a long time to get there due to slight technical problems with the Warp Drive system,this ship was not really ment to have a Warp Drive, only Hyperdrive...sir."

This seems to satify Jorrus, who leans back in his chair.

"How much longer do i have to wait inorder to be there?"

"About one more day sir."

meanwhile back in the hall Uotha nods to The Autarch

"no thank you, we will stay aboard our shuttle until the Grand Inquisiter arrives, if you have any questions just ask one of my guards."

The Autarch nods

"Very well, you may go now."

With that the throne atop the dias lurches and restracts into the floor, the Varangian disperse leaving by the doors they came in, leaving disappointed groups of coutiers that had hoped to speak with the Autarch.

****

Below the Lagpunkt, some 7 miles, The Autarch waits in the Vincula, after several minutes Vodalus enters.

"Vodalus, call out all of the Thilite Marine's cruisers and also call out the Guild of Pilots and have them deploy their Huscarls to meet this Grand Inquisitir Jorrus. Charge the Razer, I want a sufficent display of force should it be needed. I do not trust these Trasians."

Vodalus nods,

"I will do as you command. The Ambassador Uotha did want to engage in too much converstaion with you, I believe he was instructed to give as little to tip our hand as possible, he truly fears this Jorrus."

The Autarch reaches over and grips Vodalus' shoulder "Then if need be, we will give them cause to fear me!"

*****

Around the planet Tholius, the 10 Poseidon Light Cruisers gather and begin to prepare, five split off and head into orbit of Neron, the other five move to where they anticipate the Grand Inquistor will arrive. At the same time 1,000 Navigator Huscarls of the Guild of Pilots gather, they prepare their devices so that they may appear instantly, where ever the Grand Inquisitor is.

Within a day, out of warp jumps the three ships, the two smaller stardestroyers where flanking the Super Star Destroyer, escorting it, they detected 10 light cruisers and Captian Zioth of the SSD Errina signals the planet of their arrival.

"This is the SSD Errina carrying Grand Inquisiter Jorrus, we are requesting that we send the Grand Inquisiter down to your world to meet with your leader, and we are also carrying the Engineers that will help in the construction of the Embassy for the Trasian Ambassador Colonel Uotha."

meanwhile the ships just orbit the planet, not making any threatening moves, not even their Turbo-Lasers where active, they where kept off for mateniance.

meanwhile in the shuttlebay the 4 TSD guards, now unarmed waited at the bottom of the shuttle for the Grand Inquisiter to get aboard.

Grand Inquisiter Jorrus strides down the hall and into the shuttlebay, a Lambda-class shuttle waited, it's three wings where upwards to make it small enough for the hanger, the landing ramp was lowered for him, he smirks underneath his hood, he walks up the ramp and his guards follow, they just wait for a responce.


the Ambassador had returned to his shuttle, he was waiting for the Grand Inquisiter to land, he knew that if anyone offended him while he was here that things would get ugly around here, he would probbely call in the rest of the fleet and wipe out their fleet and bombard the planet, that is if he was insulted in any way.

He got a nervous sweat, he wasn't looking forward to seeing the Dark Master.

Sasuke 600 recived the transmission as he hovered over the starnet. His fingers played deftly over his virtual keyboard as he keyed the message.

Attention Autarch,

The CLP would like to formally extend its hand in friendship to your nationstate. To begin peacefull accord please reply to this trinary Sequence.


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Thank you for your time. We await your response
-The Last Patriot

From: The UFGZ Foreign Affairs Minister
To: The Autarch of The Navigators
Subject: Warships

The Federation recongizes the military power of the Autarch. However, certain enemies of the Federation could enter your system and attack the Federation Embassy with impunity. The Shivan Imperium posseses weapons so powerful, not even an entire ESUS/AON/USF coalition fleet could prevent the destruction of a Federated world. At all Federation outposts, at least ten warships are kept, as well as numerous SystemDefense ships and civilian vessels capable of carrying armament. We ask that only two Federated Navy Vessels be allowed to station at the UFGZ Embassy at any given time. We can offer membership to the United Space Federation, dedicated to protecting fledgling space-faring nations, free trade and mutual defense between members, and to take action when other galactic organizations do not.

Within a day, out of warp jumps the three ships, the two smaller stardestroyers where flanking the Super Star Destroyer, escorting it, they detected 10 light cruisers and Captian Zioth of the SSD Errina signals the planet of their arrival.

"This is the SSD Errina carrying Grand Inquisiter Jorrus, we are requesting that we send the Grand Inquisiter down to your world to meet with your leader, and we are also carrying the Engineers that will help in the construction of the Embassy for the Trasian Ambassador Colonel Uotha."

meanwhile the ships just orbit the planet, not making any threatening moves, not even their Turbo-Lasers where active, they where kept off for mateniance.

meanwhile in the shuttlebay the 4 TSD guards, now unarmed waited at the bottom of the shuttle for the Grand Inquisiter to get aboard.

Grand Inquisiter Jorrus strides down the hall and into the shuttlebay, a Lambda-class shuttle waited, it's three wings where upwards to make it small enough for the hanger, the landing ramp was lowered for him, he smirks underneath his hood, he walks up the ramp and his guards follow, they just wait for a responce.


the Ambassador had returned to his shuttle, he was waiting for the Grand Inquisiter to land, he knew that if anyone offended him while he was here that things would get ugly around here, he would probbely call in the rest of the fleet and wipe out their fleet and bombard the planet, that is if he was insulted in any way.

He got a nervous sweat, he wasn't looking forward to seeing the Dark Master.

The Cruisers escorted the Grand Inquisitor's ships to within shuttle distance of the planet.

Vodalus the Dragon deep in the Vincula responded to the hail

"The Grand Inquisitor Jarrus may land at his leisure. I welcome him in the name of The Autarch to Arisse and to Neron. You may also begin unloading your embassy supplies and engineers as they are ready."

On the planets surface the Varnagians and Thilites began gathering again, to greet the Grand Inquisitor when he arrived.

Sasuke 600 recived the transmission as he hovered over the starnet. His fingers played deftly over his virtual keyboard as he keyed the message.

Attention Autarch,

The CLP would like to formally extend its hand in friendship to your nationstate. To begin peacefull accord please reply to this trinary Sequence.


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Thank you for your time. We await your response
-The Last Patriot

The reply was as follows:

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From: The UFGZ Foreign Affairs Minister
To: The Autarch of The Navigators
Subject: Warships

The Federation recongizes the military power of the Autarch. However, certain enemies of the Federation could enter your system and attack the Federation Embassy with impunity. The Shivan Imperium posseses weapons so powerful, not even an entire ESUS/AON/USF coalition fleet could prevent the destruction of a Federated world. At all Federation outposts, at least ten warships are kept, as well as numerous SystemDefense ships and civilian vessels capable of carrying armament. We ask that only two Federated Navy Vessels be allowed to station at the UFGZ Embassy at any given time. We can offer membership to the United Space Federation, dedicated to protecting fledgling space-faring nations, free trade and mutual defense between members, and to take action when other galactic organizations do not.

Very well then, if you are that insistant on the issue you may place your cruisers in the Arisse System.

Vodalus

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-The Last Patriot

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-The Last Patriot

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OOC: translating binary gives me a headache, and of course our flag translates to J , think about it................

Please Prepare a computer on your primary planet and send us the coordinates so that we may activate a gate to send our diplomatic entity over.

thank you

-The last Patriot

the Lambda-class Shuttle launches from the bay, once it was in open space the 2 of the 3 wings go down, making it go faster, it streaks through the atmosphere and they approched the area where the Ambassadors shuttle was, in orbit 3 more shuttles with engineers and supplies launch, they head for the area where the Embassy was going to be built.

The Shuttle lands and the wings fold back up so they won't break off when touching down, once it landed the shuttle extends 4 small landing legs and they hold the shuttle up slightly, the landing ramp lowers and touches the ground, 2 of the TSD Troopers walk out first, they stand at the bottom with their hands behind their backs.

then the Grand Inquisiter started walking down the ramp, his dark robes seemed to cling to his every form, they could see he was fairly thin, but he was .2 ft smaller then the normal Trasian, this is beacuse he was very old, almost 1,000,000 years of age, a record for the Trasian lifespan.

His red eyes scan each and every person that had gathered, he narrows his eyes at them, he never liked large crowds of people.

behind him the two other Troopers walk behind him as he approched the bottom of the ramp.

the Trasian ambassador walks out of his smaller shuttle and kneels before the Grand Inquisiter in respect, he then rises and he stands at attention.

"Sir, i am Colonel Uotha, we have been expecting you sir."

Jorrus glares darkly at him and he raises his right pointer finger at him.

" I hope that this is important, beacuse if you are truely right when you said they would like our technology then this could be unfortenate, i somtimes wonder why our leaders decided to establish relations with these pitiful people..."

he walks past the ambassador and he waits at the bottom of the ramp for a representative of the Autarch

Please Prepare a computer on your primary planet and send us the coordinates so that we may activate a gate to send our diplomatic entity over.

thank you

-The last Patriot

Coordinates have been set, a system has been set up.

Othello, Messenger of The Autarch

OOC: is Linux okay? ;)

the Lambda-class Shuttle launches from the bay, once it was in open space the 2 of the 3 wings go down, making it go faster, it streaks through the atmosphere and they approched the area where the Ambassadors shuttle was, in orbit 3 more shuttles with engineers and supplies launch, they head for the area where the Embassy was going to be built.

The Shuttle lands and the wings fold back up so they won't break off when touching down, once it landed the shuttle extends 4 small landing legs and they hold the shuttle up slightly, the landing ramp lowers and touches the ground, 2 of the TSD Troopers walk out first, they stand at the bottom with their hands behind their backs.

then the Grand Inquisiter started walking down the ramp, his dark robes seemed to cling to his every form, they could see he was fairly thin, but he was .2 ft smaller then the normal Trasian, this is beacuse he was very old, almost 1,000,000 years of age, a record for the Trasian lifespan.

His red eyes scan each and every person that had gathered, he narrows his eyes at them, he never liked large crowds of people.

behind him the two other Troopers walk behind him as he approched the bottom of the ramp.

the Trasian ambassador walks out of his smaller shuttle and kneels before the Grand Inquisiter in respect, he then rises and he stands at attention.

"Sir, i am Colonel Uotha, we have been expecting you sir."

Jorrus glares darkly at him and he raises his right pointer finger at him.

" I hope that this is important, beacuse if you are truely right when you said they would like our technology then this could be unfortenate, i somtimes wonder why our leaders decided to establish relations with these pitiful people..."

he walks past the ambassador and he waits at the bottom of the ramp for a representative of the Autarch

Once again the path to the gates of the Lagpunkt are lined by tens of thousands of Thilites Marines, they watch as Vodalus the Dragon strides out as the gates are opened by Isfar and Sumter. The Thilites shift nervously as his gaze washes over them, floating behind him is the mobile platform carrying The Autarch's Messenger, Othello.

Vodalus reaches the bottom of the ramp and looks to the Grand Inquisitor.

"Greetings Grand Inquisitor Jorrus. The Autarch is looking forward to meeting you and speaking with you. I am Vodalus the Dragon, leader of The Autarch's Varangain Guard and this is Othello, Messenger of the Autarch. I hope your journey was pleasant?"

He then motions to the floating platform "Shall we?"

The Grand Inquisiter gives him a glare that would have killed him if looks could do that.

"You are not to speak to me, i will only talk to the Autarch, and no others, is that understood?"

His tone indicated that he was not in a good mood and wouldn't take no for a answer.

He and 2 of the 4 guards step aboard, the other two stay by the Shuttle and stand guard at the ramp, the Inquisiter glares at the crowd once more before turning his dark gaze towards Vodalus, nodding to him that they may go.

the Ambassador stares at the Grand Inquisiter, trying to conceal his terror from everyone.
he then turns and goes back to his shuttle, meanwhile the Engineers start construction of the Embassy, it was based on a TSD Headquarters, it was shaped like a large pyramid, it had great height and the insides of the corridors where a Imperial Grey, it left a cold feeling for any non-Trasian who walked it's halls.

The computer that is set at said coordinates suddenly makes an alert noise as a connection is made.

In the digital space the Infonaut known as Sasuke 600 keyed the Ambassador protocol that would transform the computer into an embassy for the CLP.


Back in flash-space the computers operators can see the entire machine reformatting at an alarmingly fast rate. It finishes and displays the following message.

"
Greetings. Please prepare for display of Diplomatic entity Jennifer Roivas....


then an attractive young woman of about twenty appears on the screen smiling.

"Greatings great nation I am Diplomatic entity 1000102001010101102010101201 Jennifer Roivas. I sincerely look forward to acting as your liason to the Commonwealth. If there is anything you might require, the Commonwealth asks that you merely ask."

The Grand Inquisiter gives him a glare that would have killed him if looks could do that.

"You are not to speak to me, i will only talk to the Autarch, and no others, is that understood?"

His tone indicated that he was not in a good mood and wouldn't take no for a answer.

He and 2 of the 4 guards step aboard, the other two stay by the Shuttle and stand guard at the ramp, the Inquisiter glares at the crowd once more before turning his dark gaze towards Vodalus, nodding to him that they may go.

the Ambassador stares at the Grand Inquisiter, trying to conceal his terror from everyone.
he then turns and goes back to his shuttle, meanwhile the Engineers start construction of the Embassy, it was based on a TSD Headquarters, it was shaped like a large pyramid, it had great height and the insides of the corridors where a Imperial Grey, it left a cold feeling for any non-Trasian who walked it's halls.

Vodalus grins broadly at the Grand Inquisitor

"My apologies, I did not mean to offend. I will take you to The Autarch Directly."

He then motions and the platform is off again, speeding it's way through the Lagpunkt until it reaches the gates to the throne room. Vodalus leaves the platform and motions for the Grand Inquisitor to follow, as the gates open.

It is the same throne room as before, but this time it has been cleared of courtiers, and the room is now packed with several hundred Varangians, leaving a path to The Autarch. Vodalus heads immediately before the rest of the group and positions himself at the foot of the dais that holds the throne.

The Autarch's voice fills the room

"Greetings Grand Inquisitor Jorrus. I am pleased at your prescence. I understand that your engineers have had a slight mishap with a dark matter generator? Very unfortunate. I also understand that you may be willing to barter our expertise with dark matter for knowledge on the construction of a warp core?

My engineers have designed a cruiser for my Thilites to use, but it lacks a sufficent power plant, we can help each other, if that is agreeable to you?"

The computer that is set at said coordinates suddenly makes an alert noise as a connection is made.

In the digital space the Infonaut known as Sasuke 600 keyed the Ambassador protocol that would transform the computer into an embassy for the CLP.


Back in flash-space the computers operators can see the entire machine reformatting at an alarmingly fast rate. It finishes and displays the following message.

"
Greetings. Please prepare for display of Diplomatic entity Jennifer Roivas....


then an attractive young woman of about twenty appears on the screen smiling.

"Greatings great nation I am Diplomatic entity 1000102001010101102010101201 Jennifer Roivas. I sincerely look forward to acting as your liason to the Commonwealth. If there is anything you might require, the Commonwealth asks that you merely ask."

The figure waiting at the system turns as it becomes active

"Greetings Jennifer Roivas. I am Othello, messenger of The Autarch. The only The Autarch requires is good relations and commerce. I hope that our peoples can interact to our mutual benefit."

The Grand Inquisiter looks at him with slight interest, the TSD Scientific Corps had been trying to build a Dark Matter Generator for years, now since the incidient with the colony they had abandoned the technology due to it being 'highly unstable'.

He looks around at all the people in the room, he didn't want what was heard in this room to fall upon unworthy ears.

he looks back to their host and his voice was low, almost a whisper.
"may we be alone? what i will say in this room will not fall upon their ears, please."

The Grand Inquisiter looks at him with slight interest, the TSD Scientific Corps had been trying to build a Dark Matter Generator for years, now since the incidient with the colony they had abandoned the technology due to it being 'highly unstable'.

He looks around at all the people in the room, he didn't want what was heard in this room to fall upon unworthy ears.

he looks back to their host and his voice was low, almost a whisper.
"may we be alone? what i will say in this room will not fall upon their ears, please."


The Autarch nods and motions, Othello, Messenger of The Autarch leaves.

"Whatever you say to me you may say to my Varangians, when they speak they speak with my voice, when they hear, they hear with my ears. They are as close to me as my own body."

The figure waiting at the system turns as it becomes active

"Greetings Jennifer Roivas. I am Othello, messenger of The Autarch. The only The Autarch requires is good relations and commerce. I hope that our peoples can interact to our mutual benefit."


Jennifer turns and addresses Othello

"Greetings Othello, Its the wholehearted wish of the commonwealth to do just that. Unfortuneately we do not have the benefits of space travel, however if you could provide us with a biological medium we will be able to instruct your engeneers in the methods of constructing a transportation node and the MERLIN devices which will allow us to project the concious minds of our BU Trained infonauts into the bodies provided. It has been proven that most Biological entities preferr interacting with members of their own race.

If this pleases the Autarch then we can begin the download procedure immediately following the provision of fresh bio material."

Extremely interested in seeing this process Othello immediately contacts a member of the Guild of Engineers and begins providing the requested materials.

"Everything is being prepared as you requested Jennifer Roivas, we are awaiting your instructions."

OOC: Sorry I dis-appeared for so long, but I am back and posting. Unavoidable reall.


IC: The spectre put down where the Padmasan embassy was supposed to be, the lumbering strike cruisers were still approaching the planet high above them. Alyson stepped out from her comparment and sent her two guards out to scout around. She then headed for the comm station.

"Send them a message that we have arrived, and will need transportation to the palace," she told the comm officer who was looking harried as he was already speaking to the strike cruisers. He nodded and she headed outside to survey this new planet.

"Wonderful!" The guard murmured to his partner as they looked about at the barren landscape. It was indeed wonderful, similar to the Padmasan homelands. "I guess we'll have to construct the taverns and the like..." He continued.

"Of course we will, it will be an excellent business venture with all the traders and members of other nations setting up embassies and no nearby city," Alyson interuppted. "Go inside and stash your weapons, ceremonial swords only. Oh and take my blade and pistol too." They hastened to obey.

OOC: Sorry I dis-appeared for so long, but I am back and posting. Unavoidable reall.


IC: The spectre put down where the Padmasan embassy was supposed to be, the lumbering strike cruisers were still approaching the planet high above them. Alyson stepped out from her comparment and sent her two guards out to scout around. She then headed for the comm station.

"Send them a message that we have arrived, and will need transportation to the palace," she told the comm officer who was looking harried as he was already speaking to the strike cruisers. He nodded and she headed outside to survey this new planet.

"Wonderful!" The guard murmured to his partner as they looked about at the barren landscape. It was indeed wonderful, similar to the Padmasan homelands. "I guess we'll have to construct the taverns and the like..." He continued.

"Of course we will, it will be an excellent business venture with all the traders and members of other nations setting up embassies and no nearby city," Alyson interuppted. "Go inside and stash your weapons, ceremonial swords only. Oh and take my blade and pistol too." They hastened to obey.

Just as the Padmasians contacted the Lagpunkt to apprise The Autarch of their arrival, a hovering platform sped up alongside their landing party. Onboard was the heavily armoured and cloaked Messenger of the Autarch. His masked face was carven to look human, but in perhas a mocking way, in no way was it articulated to move as he spoke and his echoing voice was obviosly being transmitted via the speakers on either side of his neck and not from under the mask.

"Greetings Alyson Kreegsbrock, I am Othello, Messenger of The Autarch, The Autarch has been awaiting your arrival expectantly, He is pleased that you have arrived safely." he paused motioning back towards the Lagpunkt, it's 11 mile main spire easily visible despite the great distance " If you are ready I will escort you to The Autarch's throne and you may speak with him in person."

A ramp deployed from the platform for the Ambassador and her attendants.

Alyson nodded and adjusted her great coat. The two gaurds hastily joined her, both looking distressed at their lack of proper weapons. "Please take us there, I would be pleased to me with The Autarch and see what can be done to improve relations between our two peoples."

Othello nodded as they climbed aboard.

The platform sped off, moving at great velocity, the terrain around them became a blur as it sped along, but at no time did it even feel like they were motion, or even feel the wind at their face. The platform slowed as it neared the Lagpunkt, it made it's way to the huge 120' main gates which are lined by thousands of Thilite Marines, fully armed and armoured, standing at attention.

The gates swing open, being moved by two 12' Varangian Guard, one of them looking down as the platform passes and says in a voice that sounds like rolling thunder

"All Hail The Autarch, All Hail the Varangian Guard!"

Once inside the gates are pulled shut with a slam. The platform speeds down the immaculately kept and decoarted halls. After several more minutes it stops and Othello motions for his passengers to disembark, as they get off the tall doors leading into The Autarch's throne room open.

Inside is the giant circular room, raised dais in the middle surrounded by Varangians of various sizes, all dressed according to their own tastes, all armed with some for of two-handed sword or axe. The Autarch sits on the throne, his armour attached directly to the throne via sevaerl thick metallic tentacles, his faceless mask surmounted by a halo like crown.

As they enter, and are led closer to the throne, tentacles dangling from the ceiling wove around them focusing mechanical eyes on them, inspecting them minutely, all around them the voice of The Autarch booms

"Greetings Alyson Kreegsbrock Ambassador from Pasmasa. I welcome you to Arisse and to Neron. I hope that our peoples can become friends and benefit each other mutually. I hope your journey has been pleasant and that you find the location for your embassy suitable."

As they enter, and are led closer to the throne, tentacles dangling from the ceiling wove around them focusing mechanical eyes on them, inspecting them minutely, all around them the voice of The Autarch booms

"Greetings Alyson Kreegsbrock Ambassador from Pasmasa. I welcome you to Arisse and to Neron. I hope that our peoples can become friends and benefit each other mutually. I hope your journey has been pleasant and that you find the location for your embassy suitable."

Alyson nods to the Autarch. "It was an uneventful trip, your lordship, more than that I cannot say. I am grateful for your welcome and the location of our embassy is more than suitable. However, we wish a favour of you."

Alyson gestures to one of her guards who steps forward and places a holoprojector on the ground. It begins to glow and shows a large complex, with a marketplace, several above ground buildings, and a ladning field within its walls. "We wish to expand our embassy to be approximately three times the normal size. Padmasa wishes to trade with your people and would like to establish a suitable edifice for this purpose. While we are greatful for the ammount of land you have given us, to build the structure you see we do require more space."

With another gesture the guard turns off the holoprojector and picks it back up. Alyson looks up at the Autarch and waits for his response.

The Autarch considers the holographic image carefully before answering.

"What benefit would to come to us by acceding more land to you? I am led to believe that most peoples give merely a building to be used as an embassy, I have given much more than that. Trade can be accomplished in areas other than your embassy, and I would prefer that trade go directly to the other major spaceports on Neron, under the jurisdiction of the Guild of Merchants."

He pauses and leans back before continuing

"If your mercahnts require more space it should not be within the bounds of the embassy, but should be negotitated with the Guild of Merchants who can provide greater capacity and larger areas to accomodate trade and transportation. The Lagpunkt and it's environs are not meant to be a base for trade, but the seat of my power."

The Autarch considers the holographic image carefully before answering.

"What benefit would to come to us by acceding more land to you? I am led to believe that most peoples give merely a building to be used as an embassy, I have given much more than that. Trade can be accomplished in areas other than your embassy, and I would prefer that trade go directly to the other major spaceports on Neron, under the jurisdiction of the Guild of Merchants."

He pauses and leans back before continuing

"If your mercahnts require more space it should not be within the bounds of the embassy, but should be negotitated with the Guild of Merchants who can provide greater capacity and larger areas to accomodate trade and transportation. The Lagpunkt and it's environs are not meant to be a base for trade, but the seat of my power."

Alyson smiles faintly, none of this was unexpected. "By edict of the Masters no Padmasan citizen save myself and my chosen guards shall leave the Padmasan embassy nor shall they engage in any relations except under the watchful eye of the Padmasan Inquisition." She Looked to her other guard who produced a datapad with the relevant edict. "Moreover, the Masters have ordered that given the nature of what is going on in Padmasa proper at this point this embassy is to be made to last without supplies of any form and to act without direct orders from myself or themselves."

"Your requests that we go through the guild of merchants was not unexpected but it is simply put not viable, and while we respect your desire to keep this area strictly a seat of power, it is also not viable in the view of The Masters. However I can see that I have taken enough of your time, we will make do with what we have."

Alyson nodded formally again and turned. Her guards waited a momenet before following. Both had kept a log of where they had gone, and could easily navigate thier way back. It was a calulated risk, turning your back on a ruler without permission to leave... but risk can give great rewards.

"My lady," one of the her guards whispered, "What of trade and all that? As I understand it the main embassy is meant to be nothing but a fortress."

"You are correct," she hissed back, "There shall be next to none, as we must leave for the Empire after we see to the construction. I suppose I can negotiate something while I'm here though."

They kept walking, ignoring the floating platform.

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The Stike Cruisers came to earth heavily, they surrounded the tiny (by comparison) Spectre class transport, and each dropped massive ramps and disgourged workers and troops. Great mechs strode forward to keep watch over the entire thing while supplies were dragged out and stacked, everything was organized to an extreme. The embassy would be built, a fortress in all but name.

As the delegation turned to leave, they found the doors closed, with no visible means of opening, they also noticed that the tentacles and their mechanical eyes stayed fixed on them.


One of the Varangians, their leader in fact Vodalus, grinned and moved to their side

"It is customary to await The Autarch's permission before leaving his prescence, but you are new here, I doubt he will deal with you too harshly ."

There was some suppressed laughter from the other Varangians as The Autarch's voice boomed again.

"I am certain that even with the edict such as it is written that further arrangements can be made to facilitate greater trade and retain the smaller stature of your embassy grounds. By the edict it would appear that there is no way to transport goods here in the first place, are you planning on leaving and returning with each new shipment of goods?"

He leaned forward again, seemingly oblivious at their attempts to leave

"I see no reason that you cannot personally meet with the Guild of Merchants and personally find some protocol or delivery system that will meet your masters edict. There is no reason that you or any number of your inquisitors that are allowed cannot leave and set up a seperate facility under your watchful eye, but merely in a different geological location?"

Alyson laughed, she made no move to supress her laughter. They thought that doors meant something... honestly.

She didn't turn, nor really listen to what the Autarch had to say. She touched something at her belt, inside the greatcoat, and waited. He continued to speak, something about meeting with this guild of merchants, but Alyson did not hear, she could not... The roar of worlds filled her ears. She dropped the datapad with the edict on it.

And with a sigh of displaced air she was gone. Her guards stood stunned, neither had even suspected that she wore a paratransponder. They turned slowly, looking at the assembled warriors and the Autarch... They both stood still, this was impossible.

The Autarch paused and rubbed his chin

"That was unfortunate. I suppose your masters intended that Alyson Kreegsbrock Ambassador from Pasmasa would come here and insult me? What purpose could this foolishness possibly serve? "

The Autarch pauses and turns toward Vodalus

"Honestly the actions and thoughts of these inferiors confounds me, their absolute indifference to logic and reason is astounding."

The Autarch turns back to the guards

"I want my previous question answered, is the intention of your masters to insult me? Which of you has authority to speak in the abscence of Alyson Kreegsbrock Ambassador from Pasmasa?"

As The Autarch continued Vodalus turned to an enchanting young lady among the Varangians "Idalus, would you please go to the Vincula and initiate charging of thr Razer? If you would also be so kind as to summon The Autarch's Huscarls, just in case."

She nodded and headed off..............

"Your lordship," One of the guards spoke up. "It could be that she only activated the invoker because of your threats..." He tried to be brave but surrounded by enemy soldiers that was very hard. This wasn't his job, he was to guard a young woman who would never enter a combat zone, not standing in a room surrounded by men with guns. "It," he continued, " is considered rude to consider an idea without at least a day's time since the idea has been proposed unless it has been directly proposed to the Masters whom can consider any ramifications within seconds. Then to close the doors... an obvious threat and challenge. Naturally, given the choice she would flee."

His partner looked over at him and hoped that not all of that had been bull.

OOC: no one in the room has guns, The Varangian's only carry melee weapons and the doors would've closed automatically behind them, I don't think I was clear enough. Anyhow...

IC:

The Autarch sat silently for several minutes, the Varangians began to move closer around the guards, Vodalus kept his eys locked on The Autarch as if waiting for a signal...........The Autarch then waved his hand, the Varangians looked obviously disappointed and returned to their position around The Autarch's throne

"There has been a misunderstanding then. I did not threaten Alyson Kreegsbrock Ambassador from Pasmasa, nothing I did was meant to be construed as a threat. Contact Alyson Kreegsbrock Ambassador from Pasmasa and inform her that I intended no threatening gesture. Quite the contrary, I have allowed you to land armed warships and even enter this place armed in defiance of the normal codes of conduct. Alyson Kreegsbrock Ambassador from Pasmasa needs to explain herself better before simply disappearing.

I may have construed her actions as meant to defy me, and set my Hucarl's to board your ships and kill everyone, I do not like being defied. I must insist that you contact Alyson Kreegsbrock Ambassador from Pasmasa and inform her that I meant her no threats and that it is a very grave and serious manner, and that if Alyson Kreegsbrock Ambassador from Pasmasa does not return here that I will expel all of you from Neron."

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While waiting on the sidelines, Grand Inquisiter Jorrus waited, watching carfully as these new events unfolded infront of himself, the old Inquisiter glances over to the ambassador from Padmasa with pity, it wasn't wise to upset the host of the embassy.

Jorrus waited with great patience for them to finish their little quarrel so the Grand Inqisiter could go, he turns to the Autarch and his tone changes to a respectful one.

"If you will pardon me, but i am tired from my long journey and require rest, with your permission"

Jorrus was not a stupid old man, he knew that things could get ugly in here with the Autarch and the other Ambassador, Jorrus and his two TSD guards stand in the shadows, waiting with great patience, the Trasian race was known to be extremly patiant..

OOC: soz i havn't posted in here for awhile, work was murder.

The Autarch turns again giving his attention to the Grand Inquisitor.

"I beg your pardon Grand Inquisitor Jorrus, I did not mean to detain you in a such a manner. Let me dismiss these and I will give you my full attention."

He then returns his attention to the Padmasian Guards.

"You will leave now. Allyson Kreegsbok will return and explain herself in two hours. If she does not , inform Allyson Kreegsbok that her and all Padmasians must remove themselves from my planet and my system. I will not have my time wasted, nor the time of esteemed guests that take matters more seriously."

With that the Padmasian guards and shown the exit in a deliberate fashion by the Vranangian Guard.

Once they have left he turns to the Grand Inquisitor again.

"There is no one here now except, you, me and my Varangians. The topic you wanted to discuss in confidence can safely be discussed at this point, if not I will welcome you back into my palace when you are rested, I do thank you for your presence and your patience Grand Inquisitor Jorrus."


OOC: quite alright, work can be a bear

The Grand Inquisiter bows slightly then signals his two guards, the guards make their way to the exit, the Grand Inquisiter pauses before leaving.

"Perhapes once i have rested i will share my peoples secrets with you, perhapes..."

with that he slowly walks away, the area around him felt cold to those close to him, he regroups with his guards and they guide the aging Inquisiter back to the Embassy, they enter the Pyramid shaped building and they go to the 4th of 7th floors, it was where the staff and VIP quarters where, he picks a random room and enters, his guards remain outside, in the lobby 6 TSD Troopers, armed with E-11 Blaster Rifles stand watch over the area, a secretary works at a computer console in the center of the room, he was guiding the final stages of construction from inside, they where finishing the power systems, a Anti-Matter Generator, located in the very core of the building powered everything in there, engineers worked on the backup Generator, just incase.

The Trasian Ambassador/Colonel was in a room where all around him on the walls was painted in great detail the Map of TSD Space, over 20 worlds and vast space...he sits on a bench, thinking of the homeworld....wondering what will happen while the Grand Inquisiter was here... Grand Inquisiter Jorrus instilled great fear in his men, giving them reason to work harder and faster, Jorrus didn't like incompetants who couldn't finish the job on schedule.

The Autarch nods to the Inquisitor.

"Then I shall await your return Grand Inquisitor Jorrus."

In orbit the SSD Errina and ISD's Norrak and Silas waited, the two smaller star destroyers kept watch on the bow of the Errina's captian stared out the bridge window down at the planet below, he sneered at it before turning away, he walks out of the bridge and back to his quarters.


Down below, Jorrus was sleeping, outside a TSD guard approched the other 2 when he was close he got a blaster pistol from his belt that was on the Stun setting, he fires two stun bolts into the guards with lightning speed, they both collapse to the ground

With the guards out of his way he entered the code for the room, the door slides open quietly, he sets the pistol to it's kill setting, he enters the room with silence, the grand inqisiter dosn't stir, he aims at the head and fires 3 separate bolts into him, the Grand inquisiter awakens and dodges the bolts by rolling out of the hard bed and when he rose he raised his hands and blue lightning comes from his fingertips, engulfing the assasine, the screams could be heard from even outside the embassy, the TSD garrison of 20 Guards that where offduty scrambled to their weapons and 5 went up the stairs while the rest locked down the building, when the five guards arrived, all that was left of the assasine was a smoking corpse, a angry looking Grand Inqusiter stood over the body, he looks to the guards and nods.

"Clean this mess up."

The 2 of the guards walk to the smoking body and with their gloved hands they pull the body up and carry it out of the room, the remaining three check the rest of the room, looking for listening devices, hidden camera's and other bugs.

The Thilite Marines stationed outside of the Lagpunkt, wandered about in groups of five or ten. They had no set pattern of patrol (the Lagpunkt is impentrable, they all thought colectively) and often moved further away from the Lagpunkt and around the new Embassy sites.

Several Thilites were near enough to the Trasian Embassy to hear and then see some sort of commotion. They watched interestedly, but then moved on when nothing spectacular or in their happened.

They simply shrugged and moved along, after all , whatever the Trasians did in their Embassy was their business.

OOC: Sorry for the delay, this whole Presgreif situation is driving me nuts... you know how a war for no real reason can sorta cause you to forget about everything else in game. Well I'm back now, sorta. Actually, within the next post my men and everything we brough with us will be pulling out and heading back to Padmasa. Need to get my men and all of our ships back into Order Space and into defensive positions.

IC: Both guards nodded quickly... neither could do a thing. "Then may we beg leave to go and find her, your majesty?" The first asked. Where the hell was she, probably lightyears away on Akaron laughing at the situation, or maybe on earth or in a private palace.


Kilometers off at the sight of the proposed embassy everything halted, men who had been busy laying foundations stopped in thier work... the great mechs walked back into thier bays as men fled every which way. It seemed everything had to be recalled. Detonex charges were being placed around the materials, it would no do for anything to be left on planet. Each of the Great stike cruisers began engine shake-down... A war was coming.

The Autarch waved his gauntleted hand, his voice booming.

"Begone then. I have no more patience or trust left for Padmasa."

With that the doors are opened and the Padmasan guards are rather roughly guided out.

*bump*