NationStates Jolt Archive

Deep in the Immaterium they moved closer to the target One Hundred and Twenty Capital ships on a direct course for the Valinon Home system. Graceful vessels that hid behind them unimaginable power, their single objective was to deliever the Council's warning.

Onboard the acting Flagship of the Fleet Darvin's smiled grimly as he went through the Council's choice to act. The Valinon's are an aggresive peoples, who knows where their eye may wander after they have dealt with the Vernii, we shall not let it be us. It was typical of the Eldar foreign policy they eliminated a threat BEFORE it arose as often as possible.

As they reached the Target system of the Immaterium opened and the First wave poured out, as Carriers exited the Immaterium they launched the first waves of payload, Smaller more nimble vessels, fighters and Bombers soon the space around the emerging fleet was filled with the craft. As the first two Elements completed unloading their escorts...

Why the other eight Carriers had with held their ships was unknown, but already the Kionash moved to eliminate defenders Four Packs moved ahead of the Fleet escorted by a Hundred smaller vessels the space around their hulls shimmered and then became lostin a whirl of colour, as complicated Jaming systems where activated.

((Packs Okay my Middle Sized Vessel (Of which their are Ten to an element, are basically Oversized Guns with an Engine strapped to the back. They are highly manouverable and fast, and with only one offensive weapon. Typically I organise them into 'Packs' Of 5 so Four Packs is 20 Such vessels. Each pack concentrates it's fire on one enemy vessel till it is eliminated then moves to the next target.))

OOC this is not an attempt to utturly defeat Valinon, as the thread states this is sending a message... The message, 'Look elsewhere'

Admiral Poskar Ives, commander of the RSF, paces nervously on the bridge of his command vessel, the Stevie Ray Vaughn.

"Oh, what is this now? Tor Yvresse attacking Valinon? Damn damn damn!"
"Well, it could take the heat off Gregor."
"Yes, but that's not the point! This could drag in so many countries...including us! And our trade with valinon appears threatened already."

The Vaughn sits at the center of a gaggle of RSF frigates and line cruisers, not exactly a fleet but a semi-permanent task force.

"So our Eldar "friends" are attacking Valinon?"

"Yes mi'lord. A Courier ship picked up the signals and schematics of the fleet"

"They were undetected I presume?"

"Yes, but mi'lord, should'nt we do something?"

"Quite frankly: no! This does not affect us in any way. But still, tell the Courier ship to moniter the Eldarian activity. It will be fun watching them."

"Yes mi'lord"

Now the remaining Craft where launched they seemed almost heavier in the weightless void of space, they sped ahead of the Kionash fleet however and their own Holo-Fields activated as they sped. Soon the entire area around the craft was lost in a swirl of colour and static that grew only worse as they gained speed. It was estimated they would be in firing range within an hour, not in range of the systen defences in range of the Planet itself. The already advancing vessels now where in range to engage the defences. The Single Overpowered Gun on the Hellbores began to spit it's concentrated Bursts of enegy. Manouvering easily around most structures.

And behind them the main fleet still advanced like an exorable tide, they would emerge from this bloodied they knew, but the Kionash where not afraid of this fate. They knew in the hearts now only war, and it fed them sustained them. Fear was gone, pity, mercy all these emotions where for peace-time, and the Path system made sure that here in war they where impossable for the Kionash to feel. They where as they once had been, and would be again, weapons living weapons.

Reforged in a time when the Dinosaurs stilll roamed the Earth, they had been designed to fight a war, a war against God's, in doing so they had a part of those God's enter their psyche, a tiny part of it, had become embedded in the entire race. The being they had fought was still feared to this day, in racial memories across the Galaxy as the very image of death, the reaper. It was that which beat at the heart of the Kionash now, Death.

This thread has been officially ignored by the nation of Valinon until I calm down, or until I find some actual free time with which to deal with it. Or even better....when nations take time to study mine and learn things before they go off and attack it!