NationStates Jolt Archive

Tet'Arlyurlen looked at the city, sighing in content. Ssin'urn sat at the table oposite her, his silver hair bright in the Darkness.

"Vel'bol zhah xusst ssinssrigg?" What is Wrong love? He spoke softly, his slanted eyes looking worried at her.

"Naubol, mearly Lle'warin l' satiir d' Siltrin"I miss the Plesures of Flesh She replied Wickedly. "Nau, Usstan zhahus lieing, Usstan truly Ssinssrigg nindol k'lar, drill Usstan phlith lu'oh l' Obok Landers Still shlu'ta elrie udossa a Whim." No, I was lieing, I truly Love this place, but I hate how the High Landers Still can crush us at Whim.

"Zhlaass ussta Ssinssrigg, nindol tresk'ri zhah naut udosst whol l' taking quin" Relax my Love, this world is not ours for the taking yet He said Smoothly. "Nin, lu'oh bauth udos engage wun nindyn Ssrigg'tulen udos talked d' Earlier?" Now, how about we engage in those Pleasures we talked of Earlier? He said, before comeing over to his Wife.

"Ves Al Roo'lar" She said with a Laught, before discarding the Robe she wore.

She awoke to the sound of Drums, and moved quickly to the window. She was still naked, and her Femien Figure could be seen from the Courtyard Below. A group of a Hundred or more Soldiers where gathered Below, and when they saw here they cheered.

"Vin'ult ulu dosst Jabbress!" Came the Chant, before the Hundred Warriors went to join the others who would attack the Surface. She griped the Window fram, and looked as those who would leave. Many would not return, but those that did would be heros in their own right. She sighed as Ssin'urn came up behind her.

"They Will be fine...." He wispered in the Surface Tounge.

"I hope so." She replied back.


OOC Hello, I am rather new at this, so sorry if it is a bad post. I figure some colinists or something could come to the planet, and where like WTF! Then we play it by ear.

Karliik moved through the tunnels, the Black mesh he wore for armour Eerily Silent. He felt the sword at his belt and the Rifle in his hand and smiled. The Barbarian HighLanders had not been able to mine the matierials nessersary to make Gunpowder, making the Drow technology superior. The Problem was poor sight in the Daylight and weak strength. He shrugged as his unit moved through the Forest. The Drow moved in the night and had no clear lines for the enemy to attack, making them like Ghoasts. Soon they would be able to master space, and then the HighLanders would pay in blood the price they themselves had inflicted. He Just hoped they did not find a way to combat their space Technology.

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OOC: You looking for a war RP or a peaceful one?

OOC I am looking for someone to colonize the planet. We are fighting Humans who are Medieval. Just send colonists or something, you will not Even know my Drow Exist unless you look for themI am looking for someone to colonize the planet. We are fighting Humans who are Medieval. Just send colonists or something, you will not Even know my Drow Exist unless you look for them. I was intending for someone to be sent and then play it by ear.

The jumpship arrived in orbit of the nameless planet. Telemetry indicated that it might be a good source of minerals and wood, and farmland looked adequate to support a sizeable population. So Krioval sent settlers and soldiers in force. Among them was Johan Kelos and his girlfriend, Jenny. They were finally looking toward marriage and raising a family, and so Torokara had become too crowded for their tastes. Plus, Johan had just been promoted to lieutenant, so he was eligible to take part in the military resettlement program. Free land and open space had drawn in many others on board the ships. Slowly, the ships disgorged their contents to the surface of the world. Within a few days, the automated factories and construction 'bots would have a reasonable town center completed. Then the colonists could begin their life on Krioval's newest planet.

The Two Drow saw the ships land and swore, before running back to the closest Undercity Entrance. They made a number of gestures, and a number of sounds where intiated into the caverns.

The Drow city was in uproar, this could mean their deffeat. They needed to launch the Ship now. It was thus they began the First phase. The Top of a volcano, though sealed, opened in a spiral manner, and a large amount of power was generated from that area. It would be detectable on scanners, if things went well.

"Stay on guard," an officer barked to the crew of one of the orbiting ships. "We're not completely sure there's no native life on this rock that might not want us there."

"You mean like intelligent life?"

"Doubtful, but you remember the Crysalia Incident?"

"Heard of it."

"Good. Last thing we want's to take a planet's already got someone on it. Keep on the lookout."

The now open volcano seemed to Pause, right before a silver ship that looked to be made of blades shot from the thing. It moved into space, with a huge burst of power would be seen on all scanners.

The Ship moved into Orbit, the sharp points pointing towards the planet. Their where large number of missiles, and a number of lasers and docking bays as well. The whole thing had a Deadly Beauty to it, and the ship hung in space like a sharp spider.

"What the hell?!" Johan saw the bizarre craft outside the ship, in orbit. He didn't have to react - the shields activated automatically, and the dimensional drive rapidly siphoned power in case evacuation was needed. No planet was worth the sacrifice of Kriovalian ships and personnel. A message to Krioval was sent, and it arrived almost instantly. More information, good or bad, would soon follow.

OOC: Har har, Krioval finally gets to blow shit up.

Tag, for possible involvement when I stop playing Dawn Of War Online and actually do something constructive.

TAG, I might join in later......meh.

The Ship seemed to halt its orbit, and the machine turned onto the Krioval ship and a red light seemed to flash. The thing looked like a giant clawed hand able to grab them, but instead their was just the flashing light, and the blue lights light up along the edge of the blade like parts. Their was a pause, before those on the Ship should have been able to see a hologram of a Drow standing before them, that looked so real it could have been their. Its red eyes sought out one of the men and it began to talk to him in a harsh gutteral language. This is not in english, but the translator I use is down so I will just do this.

"Who are you, what right do you come here by" He said in Drow. "Why do you belive you can come here?! This world is not for you highlanders, it was always ours, then you came, and you took it, then abandoned your people, now we have to fight your people because they have lost their lore. Now I ask you why!"