NationStates Jolt Archive


Valuan and Silvite war on Nasr!

Great Silver Shrine
13-05-2004, 11:25
A large fleet of about twelve Valuan warships speed through the air towards the Nasr capitol, Nasrad. They are Delphinus class ships equipped with four primary cannons, four secondary cannons and six torpedo bays. They also have a revolutinary engine capable of going through sky rifts. Their flagship is silver with red and yellow bands on its cannons. It also has a large cannon mounted beneath the front. On the side it reads:

Valuan flagship
6th admiral, Ramirez
The Monoceros

It is the sixth fleet of the Imperial Armada, under the command of it's most feared officer.


Inside the flagship:

Vice-captain: Admiral Ramirez, we are coming up on Nasrad. The upgrades to the engine have allowed us to make it through the sky rift nearby the city.

Ramirez, a cold hearted man, about 24, with white hair, pale skin and wearing a traditional admiral's uniform, replies without looking at him.

Ramirez: Excellent.

Vice-captain: Our spies have informed us that the enemy navy is elsewhere at the moment. The city is defenceless. We can take the capitol without destroying it.

Now Ramirez turns to him, a cold look in his eyes.

Ramirez: I suppose we could. But I want the city burned to the ground.

Vice-captain: Yes, my lord.

Ramirez turns back around and looks through the window of the bridge, towards the city.

Ramirez: All ships full speed ahead.

The fleet speeds through the rift towards the city.

God help Nasrad.
15-05-2004, 21:41
A group of artilliry guards huddle around a cannon. They rub themselves for warmth in the freezing night air. Most of the artilliry unit find the job boring, due to the fact that hardly anyone attacks Nasr anymore and those that do are shot down by the navy. The navy. They had all the fun. Shooting down pirates, Valuans, or anyone else who would attack the kingdom. That was the life of glory. While the artilliry guard were stuck defending a city that no enemy ship got within cannon range of. That was the life of humiliation for once great or hopeful soldiers. They would never get a shot at glory.

Little did they know that a fleet of Valuan ships lay only two days away.