The Merchant Guilds
26-11-2004, 12:06
OOC: The following story line is for my MT nation to become FT. Tagging is welcome and any relevant IC/OOC comments, but no declarations of war for the moment, please!
IC:
The underground cities were buzzing, a hive of rumour-mongering and general activity. There had been one very big rumour flying around for weeks now, that Lord Stra’coth was going to revive the old position as Emperor for himself and create a new third council, with which he could rule more effectively. Also, their were rumours the stated mission of the Guilders was coming to fruition, many Guilders had heard rumours of the black genetic manipulation projects carried out members of the Guild of Genetic Research, Guild of Defence and members of the The Claw and The Talon. But what could these research projects be…
Suddenly at approximately 19.00 hours Guild Standard Time, all broadcast mediums ceased broadcasting and went blank for a few seconds. Then a voice crackled out from the systems, asking all Guild citizens to pay attention an important announcement was to be made.
A woman’s face flashed onto the screen, it was visibly scarred and her chest shone with medals and awards, she wore a Black Uniform, with the emblazoned insignia of the Elite Bridgeburner Legion.
‘Today Guilders, history is to be made!’ she paused then continued ‘I am Lina Dragonis, most of you know me by the mantle of ‘Hell’s Princess’, I am here today to communicate what has just occurred in the Palace of the Guildlords. By unanimous vote the Guildlords have deemed to bestow the position of Emperor upon Supreme Guildlord Stra’coth. In his infinite wisdom Lord Stra’coth has seen fit to change this title to Shadowlord, he has formed a council of 7 be his Advisory Council, the rest of Government will be unaffected by this change. The 7 members are himself, his consort, the Master of the Talon, the Master of the Claw, the Chief of Staff of the Guild of Defence, the Guildlord of the Guild of External Affairs and the Guildlord of the Guild of Foreign Trade. As you know Lord Stra’coth has no current consort thus we will be trying to find him a suitable mate, we will be opening this up to Guilders of any classification. Long live, Shadowlord Stra’coth’ Lina repeated.
The Guilds all said this in unison, the words laced with the realisation that something else was coming something big…
‘Further, I don’t doubt many of you have heard of the hundreds of projects undertaken by your Government on your behalf, now we have reached fruition of those projects. We announce to you this day that our first organic ships are ready for Space Travel, they are well armed and we have thought up every eventuality for them. Here is a live feed from their Mount Shadow base’
The screen flicked to a huge Guild base in the foothills of Mount Shadow, as if on cue a large black object, with shiny black skin and long bone like arms sticking out from its side ascended upwards. It let out a terrifying shriek into the night… only then did the Guilders realise in their heart of hearts the evil they had created these past two hundred years, which had been unleashed on an unsuspecting universe this night. The shape ascended further into the stratosphere and then shimmered out of existence. The screen flicked back to Lina.
‘What you have just seen is the ‘Battlecrab’ class attack cruiser, it is a highly advanced organic ship, and we also have several other classes. Also, we are ordering the decrease in the size of the Land Legions from 8,000,000 troops to 500,000, with the Air Legions being abolished. The troops no longer part of the Legions shall be given plots of land and/or jobs by the other Guild as they wish. Also, they will be given a pension by the Shadowlord himself for their excellent and prolonged service, they will be invited to be among the first to settle some of the new planets we have picked out for this purpose.’
‘To replace the Guild Legions, we have created a new series of creatures named the ‘Dryal’, they are truly formidable and may soon become one of the more feared forces in the Galaxy’ she continued.
The screen cut to a split screen of 6 different species, all looked truly alien but at the same time truly masterful in their creation, since they were designed purely for war nothing else. Besides many Guilders felt anything that kept the enemies of the Guilds at bay was a good thing, besides it meant pretty non-existent human losses, this was a good day for many Guilders. (OOC: I’ll do the Dryal descriptions/specs at a later date)
The screen again flicked back to Lina. ‘We hope you can understand these changes, however the Shadowlord has decided in his infinite wisdom that we should leave this planet as a civilisation and go to a new home, which has been identified by the Guild of Astronomers, our observations indicate this planet is uninhabited and is similar in some ways to this our current home. This will conducted over the next 10 years (OOC: 10 days) as we move via colony ship to our main home, which has been christened Z’Ha’Dum, the structures for the underground cities are partially in place so it shouldn’t be very traumatic for us. Also, we have already begun the process of colonising a few planetoids in the vicinity, which show the possibility of becoming Agricultural and Mining Worlds for our great civilisation. We would also like it known that all the Guilds will be gifted with the relevant technologies to give them the advantages of doing business in our new theatre of operations. Personal Instructions to each family will be delivered via message link; this will include everything you need to know. Let the great migration of the Guilders begin!’ she finished.
The link switched off and Lina mopped her brow… ‘I really hate this kind of thing, you know she stated to the two figures of Baudin, her brother as well as being Master of the Talon and Kalam, Master of the Claw. Both men simply grinned at her.
In the streets the Guilders could hardly believe it… it would take time to fully sink in but this was a huge shock, they knew they had to go, there was no other option but many were loath to leave their country. It would be a time of great upheaval and change for the average Guilder.
OOC: I’ll do another instalment tomorrow. :)
IC:
The underground cities were buzzing, a hive of rumour-mongering and general activity. There had been one very big rumour flying around for weeks now, that Lord Stra’coth was going to revive the old position as Emperor for himself and create a new third council, with which he could rule more effectively. Also, their were rumours the stated mission of the Guilders was coming to fruition, many Guilders had heard rumours of the black genetic manipulation projects carried out members of the Guild of Genetic Research, Guild of Defence and members of the The Claw and The Talon. But what could these research projects be…
Suddenly at approximately 19.00 hours Guild Standard Time, all broadcast mediums ceased broadcasting and went blank for a few seconds. Then a voice crackled out from the systems, asking all Guild citizens to pay attention an important announcement was to be made.
A woman’s face flashed onto the screen, it was visibly scarred and her chest shone with medals and awards, she wore a Black Uniform, with the emblazoned insignia of the Elite Bridgeburner Legion.
‘Today Guilders, history is to be made!’ she paused then continued ‘I am Lina Dragonis, most of you know me by the mantle of ‘Hell’s Princess’, I am here today to communicate what has just occurred in the Palace of the Guildlords. By unanimous vote the Guildlords have deemed to bestow the position of Emperor upon Supreme Guildlord Stra’coth. In his infinite wisdom Lord Stra’coth has seen fit to change this title to Shadowlord, he has formed a council of 7 be his Advisory Council, the rest of Government will be unaffected by this change. The 7 members are himself, his consort, the Master of the Talon, the Master of the Claw, the Chief of Staff of the Guild of Defence, the Guildlord of the Guild of External Affairs and the Guildlord of the Guild of Foreign Trade. As you know Lord Stra’coth has no current consort thus we will be trying to find him a suitable mate, we will be opening this up to Guilders of any classification. Long live, Shadowlord Stra’coth’ Lina repeated.
The Guilds all said this in unison, the words laced with the realisation that something else was coming something big…
‘Further, I don’t doubt many of you have heard of the hundreds of projects undertaken by your Government on your behalf, now we have reached fruition of those projects. We announce to you this day that our first organic ships are ready for Space Travel, they are well armed and we have thought up every eventuality for them. Here is a live feed from their Mount Shadow base’
The screen flicked to a huge Guild base in the foothills of Mount Shadow, as if on cue a large black object, with shiny black skin and long bone like arms sticking out from its side ascended upwards. It let out a terrifying shriek into the night… only then did the Guilders realise in their heart of hearts the evil they had created these past two hundred years, which had been unleashed on an unsuspecting universe this night. The shape ascended further into the stratosphere and then shimmered out of existence. The screen flicked back to Lina.
‘What you have just seen is the ‘Battlecrab’ class attack cruiser, it is a highly advanced organic ship, and we also have several other classes. Also, we are ordering the decrease in the size of the Land Legions from 8,000,000 troops to 500,000, with the Air Legions being abolished. The troops no longer part of the Legions shall be given plots of land and/or jobs by the other Guild as they wish. Also, they will be given a pension by the Shadowlord himself for their excellent and prolonged service, they will be invited to be among the first to settle some of the new planets we have picked out for this purpose.’
‘To replace the Guild Legions, we have created a new series of creatures named the ‘Dryal’, they are truly formidable and may soon become one of the more feared forces in the Galaxy’ she continued.
The screen cut to a split screen of 6 different species, all looked truly alien but at the same time truly masterful in their creation, since they were designed purely for war nothing else. Besides many Guilders felt anything that kept the enemies of the Guilds at bay was a good thing, besides it meant pretty non-existent human losses, this was a good day for many Guilders. (OOC: I’ll do the Dryal descriptions/specs at a later date)
The screen again flicked back to Lina. ‘We hope you can understand these changes, however the Shadowlord has decided in his infinite wisdom that we should leave this planet as a civilisation and go to a new home, which has been identified by the Guild of Astronomers, our observations indicate this planet is uninhabited and is similar in some ways to this our current home. This will conducted over the next 10 years (OOC: 10 days) as we move via colony ship to our main home, which has been christened Z’Ha’Dum, the structures for the underground cities are partially in place so it shouldn’t be very traumatic for us. Also, we have already begun the process of colonising a few planetoids in the vicinity, which show the possibility of becoming Agricultural and Mining Worlds for our great civilisation. We would also like it known that all the Guilds will be gifted with the relevant technologies to give them the advantages of doing business in our new theatre of operations. Personal Instructions to each family will be delivered via message link; this will include everything you need to know. Let the great migration of the Guilders begin!’ she finished.
The link switched off and Lina mopped her brow… ‘I really hate this kind of thing, you know she stated to the two figures of Baudin, her brother as well as being Master of the Talon and Kalam, Master of the Claw. Both men simply grinned at her.
In the streets the Guilders could hardly believe it… it would take time to fully sink in but this was a huge shock, they knew they had to go, there was no other option but many were loath to leave their country. It would be a time of great upheaval and change for the average Guilder.
OOC: I’ll do another instalment tomorrow. :)