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A pair of raiding fleets popped out of Netherspace just on the outskirts of a largely unknown system. Though unknown to the rest of the galaxy, the insectoid inhabitants of this system had developed first generation warp technology and had colonised most of the six planets orbiting the red giant. There was a shipyard around the fifth planet, a mostly ice-covered wasteland by Horde standards. The four dis'troyahs descended on the shipyard like buzzards to a corpse. Blue motes of light formed on the dis'troyahs' turrets, and the ion cannons burned into the yards. Several small fighters flew from the shipyard's bays, but they were swatted by the dis'troyahs' particle beams.

Aboard one of the two car'yers, the Fleet Chief Grom Deadeye sat in the ship's Spirit Lodge. He could see everything, from the dying crew of the shipyard to the terrified citizens of the planet. An Orcish grunt ran up and kneeled to the aged FarSeer.
"Lok'tar, master Fleet Chief. Advance elements report ship maker disarmed. No enemies there now. Lightning cannons effective, Fleet Chief. What we do now?"
The Fleet Chief thought for a second, and spoke. "The populace of the planet are afraid of us. Threaten them with bombardment, but promise they will be spared if they cooperate with us. Begin landing operations, two thirds of the pods and half the zeppelins."
"Zug-zug, Fleet Chief."

OOC: If this fits in with your intended storyline, accept it. If not, ignore it.

"Sir, we're detecting a ship quite unlike any we have seen before. It seems to have entered the Dead Zone recently and is attacking an outpost of the Ternaea Syndicate. The Syndicate is going to want revenge for this, and who knows how many of their ships they will send," Leutent Soban said.

"The mejnots! For once, you are authorized to violate Syndicate territory. They'll thank us for removing this threat. We may not have the capacity for space travel they have, but our weapons should be enough," Ministress Soybayun said.

The Sobayun, one of the DLEX50s developped recently, cruised to just within sensor range of the unknown ship, their weapons charged and shields raised. Despite this, they made no move to get closer and allowed the Orcs a chance to scan them. The orcs would easily detect the ship, but they would fail to pick up the powerful magic of the person commanding it. Then, Soybayun chose to send out a message to them.

~Communication to Orc Ship~
I suggest you leave quickly. You've just attacked the Ternaea Syndicate. In thirty minutes you'll have seven fleets of ships here. And unlike the civilian vessels you just attacked, they will be quite powerful and heavily armed.
If you leave quickly, you won't have to fight and won't lose unneccessary lives. There are other planets and other places to raid in this area, and many of them present far less of a threat to you. Although, the unique properties of this place make it unlikely you'll be able to leave anyway.
-Ministress Soybayun.
~End communication~

The Orc vessel had no radio technology of any type, but the FarSeer heard the mental thoughts of the one who sent the message. He shifted his gaze into the newcoming vessel, the blinded eyes seeing everything. Without a physical word, he ordered the four dis'troyahs to form a protective barrier between the car'yers and the enemy ship. The FarSeer located whom he thought was the leader, and sent the following as the car'yers continued the ion cannon bombardment of the planet's defenses.
Your void sailer is imposing, alien, but we are the Horde. Leave this sector now. We will not harm the civilians, we are merely after salvage and the ship maker. If you do not lok'nar osh ((retreat)), your ship shall become part of our salvage.
The FarSeer then turned his gaze back into his own vessels.
All ship capturers to their stations. All ship capturers to your stations. All dis'troyahs, prepare spearthrowers ((railguns)) for immediate throwing. Bloodhorn report to the Spirit Lodge.

Deep within the car'yer's hull, a stark white Tauren awoke from its meditation and began making its way through the mass of Orcs, Trolls, and Tauren towards the FarSeer.


http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=373987 - Orc Database

Soybayun busted out laughing. They were threatening her with rail guns? She motioned for the disruptors to target the lead ship, meanwhile calling up an optical magnification of it on her screen. A second push of buttons had the rest of the ships notified of the threat.

I told you once, and I'll tell you again. I'm not the one you need to be worried about. You now have five minutes before you have a fleet that makes yours look puny comming to use you as target practice. And I don't mean mine.

She smiled as the rest of the ships she was escorting, 56 DLEX50s and 50 PL3X40s appeared. She smiled even wider as she gave them a moment to reconsider, now unsuppressing her magical aura. If the Orcs bothered to check for even five seconds, they would find the ships they were facing suddenly got a whole lot more powerful and a whole lot more dangerous.

What she didn't tell him was the communication she was now intercepting, indicating the Syndicate was sending a planetary destroyer. She frowned at that, as they tended to use antimatter without care when those ships were sent.

OOC: I'll update my database topic with my current ships.

http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=372928

Please note my people also use disruptor torpedos. Those are like photon torpedos in power.

Also, to defeat a planetary destroyer, focus your firepower on it. They don't have shields.

The FarSeer chuckled at the mass of fighters now making their way towards the fleet. The car'yers each carried a full load of forty-five drak'quas, and he knew that a lot more firepower was about to show up...


At that very moment, the dred'not Gul'dan appeared in-system to support the fleet. The massive warship moved to support the dis'troyahs in defense of the car'yers. Particle beams lanced out at the fighters, followed by a wide-spread burst of ion cannons. The "lightning catapults" as they were called were not designed to damage the enemy, but disable them for later capture. After the first few volleys, the ninety drak'quas supported by the di-squadron of sixteen from the dred'not sped down and opened fire on the DLEX50s and PL3X40s with their pulse blasters.

Meanwhile, the car'yers turned their sides to the planet, firing a full spread of orbital pods. These pods kept firing, and the atmosphere of the world burned as the pods sped through them towards the surface. The pods were quickly followed by heavy zeppelin transports. Though unarmed, these transports were heavily armored and quite quick.

Soybayun gritted her teeth as her ship was hit directly, the ship shaking and groaning under the impacts. She briefly covered her eyes as one window was filled with a bright fireball, the ship bucking under the stress of the shockwave. Now she was curious.

"Sir, one of the old Siesatian ships took a railgun hit through the jump drive. The ship exploded and took out six of the surrounding ships. Most ships are reporting shield damage and a few damage of a more serious sort, but we're still in fighting condition. You want us to reply?" Soban asked.

"Yes. Open fire with disruptors and disruptor torpedos. Then break formation and use a scatter pattern. If they wish to fight us, they'll have to work at it," Soybayun said.

OOC: If this is able to fit with the story line, please acctept.

Coming around the bend of the planet, several Elf Bow ships took aim on the Yrsch fleet.

"Ha'taloalde hadae!" shouted grand elf marshal Eleferm.
A very large shell was loaded into the massive A66 cannon. "Ram Electric charge!" "Level!" FIRE! the entire elf ship rocked with the recoil of the huge weapon. "prepare bording parties!"

Severl dozen Leaf like ships rush towards the nearest Yrsch dis'troyah.

OOC- SouthKelmdorp, you can't just pop out of nowhere and start attacking my ships. First of all, my civilization and yours have had no contact before. Second, you didn't RP an approach. Third, even if this was first contact, you wouldn't just start attacking a large fleet. I'm willing to accept you, but take these things into consideration before trying again. The above post is IGNORED.


IC-


Bale Bleakstare, the FarSeer of the Gul'dan, gritted his teeth as the enemy weapons impacted against the spirit ward (shields) of the massive dred'not. One of the dis'troyahs suffered internal damage but was still in the fight. Before the enemy could order its formation break, Bale ordered a spearthrower barrage. Hundreds of railgun slugs rained into the formation of fighters, followed by another barrage from the lightning catapults. Several drak'quas were destroyed by enemy fire, but most of them were fast enough to get away from the heavier fighters and stay on their tail, pumping shot after shot of energy into their engines.


High in the air of the ice world, several pods burst. Their occupants, either a pair of Ocs or a massive Tauren, hurtled to the ground. While such a fall would kill a lesser being, the Orcs slammed into the ground feet first and the rose as if nothing happened. The Tauren had a bit less luck, for their hooves made them more susceptible to damage. Several Tauren were left stricken with broken legs, but the rest joined their Orcish comrades. Hundreds of pods landed safely, disgorging their occupants without incident. The zeppelins arrived, and hundreds of Trolls armed with either blasters or vibrospears piled up.

A high level grunt, Mu'dib, hefted a massive repeater cannon and scanned the horizon. The triple-barreled ballistic weapon had been taken from a raided world, and were beginning mass production by the Trolls. This, however, had been an original. It still had the rests where its original squidlike owner had held it. It now was held in place by a crude chain around the Orc's torso and the Orc's immense strength.
"Move out! Try not to kill civilians if you can."
"Why we not kill civilians?" inquired a younger Orc.
"Fleet Chief say 'dead man take one man out of fight, wounded man take three'. LOK'NAR OSH!"
The warriors of the Horde began moving towards the nearest settlement as Wind Riders scouted ahead. Smash and grab. Simple as that.

OOC: Ah, well yeah i guess i did jump the gun. But, with the whole attack the orcs regardless of whether or not ive met them, was a error on my part. See, i thought that you where useing a Warcraft basis for your RP. I wrongly assumed that the Orcs and the Elfs are enemys because of that. But, lets try again eh?

IC:
The first fleet of Elferm came out of deep space drive on the out skirts of a uncharted system. The seven ships and two carriers came to a halt a few mintues later almost totally out of fuel.

"Captain Elferm!" a young elf pilot cried as he ran up to the control deck. "Captain Elferm, sensors show a very large fleet in orbit around a planet. Should we send a message to the largest ship sir?"
"Yes....tell them we mean no harm, and ask for fuel rods. And some fo..... Wait....what are those explosions?" "I dont know sir" " Move the Hade'nenfa up front, see whats going on" "SIR!"

The Hade'nenfa began to move forward, sending a transmisson to the nearest ship. General Archanoch spoke into the trans com : This is General Archanoch on board the Hade'nenfa of the Frist fleet of Elferm. We are sending an S.O.S to anyone onboard those ships. We request fuel and food. We can repay you with any fourm of aid that you need. Transmission out.