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New Vilence is a beautiful world, with lush jungles, Beautiful oceans, almost perfect humidity, it has an almost perfect growing season all year round. When The vilencian fleet discovered it, The republic voted unanimously to allow Vilence to settle it. however, it is prime galactic relestate

..........which the Ascendancy already had enough of as it was. Multiple galaxies at that. No reason to impune upon another's intentions. Still no one said they could explore in a peaceful manner.

Despite the operations taking place in the Antaries Galaxy, the Republic StarFleet still had more than enough for two exploration Fleets, to make continuing contacts with new civilizations, and all that ST jazz. =^^=

Three JumpShips, led by two WarShip Destroyers, and a High-Mobile OmniCarrier Fold into the System, continuing to add to their star charts and info-archives.

Star Commander Reece Tsgen commanded this 'low-key' fleet as it entered the New Vilence System.

The New Vilencian defense fleet intered a spherical defense formation around New Vilence, still waiting for its republican allies

New worlds; new spheres of men; such things do not go unnoticed by the dark and capricious Gods; whose will is often divulged to Mortals in signs and scrying; prophecy and prescience; that is the way of the Imperium.
A small scout group; barely 50 ships; lurked in the darkness of space, spawned from the warp; and now watching, as the New Vilencians formed their little spheres.
How puny were the dominions of men, that the Dark Ones can watch and mock them so easily.

Official Transmission from the Imperial Senate of the Republic
To:Vilence

Vilence, your direct disregard for our newly passed law has not gone un-noticed. Remember, you must check out the laws section regularly to be able to see what's happening. But back on topic, you will be suspended your citizenship for 1 day for your illegal activity.

Imperator Kellerman
Leader of the Imperial Senate of the Republic
Faction Leader of the Taledonian Family

Three Taledonian Battle Cruisers appeared into the systeme.

"Vilence, we have been ordered to assist you. Reply please!" spoke Cpt. Morocco of the Cruiser "Avatar."

The Vilencian fleet armed its weapons and hailed taledonia.
"This is Admiral Kiraza Soban of Vilence, we are thankful for your assistance!"

The Taledonian ships joined the allied fleet and hailed Chronosia:

To: Chronosian Fleet Commander
From: Cpt. Morocco of the Taledonian Battle Cruiser "Avatar"
RE: Diplomatic Stance

Chronosia, you have entered newly accuired Republic space. In the interest of keeping neutral diplomatic relations between our two peoples, we formally request you remove your forces from our territory.

With Respect,
James Morocco
Captain of the Cruiser "Avatar"

"Republic Vessels; the Imperium is not one to be ordered, by those who beleive their authority matters. We merely seek to examine this new region; and shall not be interfered with by you and your...attentions" The voice hissed across communications arrays. "We suggest you leave our vessels be; or the defy the will of the Daemon Emperor; he who is eternal"

the vilencian fleet commander sent a message to The chronosian ships

"This is Admiral Kiraza Soban. Please Leave the local space of this sytem, we do not wish to start a war, but if we must, we will open fire!"

"They don't sound to social," said Morocco to his crew, "Charge the Angels, bring up the shields. Open up another link with them."

This is Cpt. Morocco, we repeat again, leave Republic space immeadiatly. Your threats are hollow and we will not flinch. If you wish to examine the region as you have claimed, please contact the Imperial Senate of the Republic on the planet Taledonia, who will discuss with your leaders a right of passage treaty.

(OOC: I really hate how the codes always go along in a big line, why can't it just be in a paragraph like when we type it? :mad: )

Cruel mocking laughter echoed over the comms.
"Do you think to threaten us? We who have claimed worlds for the dark gods? The Imperium which has stood centuries? You would threaten we who are true servants of the Warp? There is no death for us; strike us and a legion shall arise in our place, millions to avenge our paltry deaths. Should you have a problem with the actions of the Imperium; then seek out the Daemon World of Chronosia Prime; meet with the Daemon Emperor himself, and he shall show you the error of your ways; lofty is his hall; mighty is his blade; His servants are we, even beyond the veil of death. We will not be bothered again..."

The ships were of Corsair design; strength and speed exemplified; at their head rested a Storm of Slaanesh attack battlecruiser, its sleek exterior denoting the sorcerous hand of its creator; its curve flowing with obscene runes.
"We are more than able to fight you..."

(OOC: Ok, before we in the Republic continue this RP, I want to know. Do you stick to your NS population for how many people you have or do you just GM and say that your people come back from the dead millions of times? Because we are FT, not fanatsy tech. If your an alien, fine, but if you can just revive your people everytime we kill them then we are just going to ignore you.)

"Very well, we shall go to your Emperor. Good bye for now." said Cpt. Morocco as he gave the order for the Avatar to jump to the Chronosian planet.

On arriving in the system, the Avatar advanced on the planet, they sent out a hail:

"This is Captain Morocco of the Republic vessel "Avatar." Your "servants" told us to come here to Chronosia Prime and meet with your Deamon Lord to discuss your incursion into Republic controlled space. We request clearence to enter orbit and send down transports to carry us to the surface. Respond please."

OOC: Oh they die alright :P I stick to my NS pop. and please don't accuse me of being a Godmodder, bad form...

IC:

The great clawed hand of the Emperor himself tapped the buttons on the console beside the basalt throne; opening personal communications, a chuckle on his lips.
The world beneath them was shifting, changing, its surface seething and burning, with industry and dark flames, it seemed...
The great archaic structures reached skyward as though grasping for the stars, or nearby vessels; a great bastion of steel and strength hovered, an orbital dock; though seeming more like some grostesque cathedral amongst the stars than the host of many ships.
His booming voice echoed across the communication systems.
"By my will you may approach; you will land at the Imperial Palace and be granted the gift of my presence" He chuckled; the Black Blade, Lifesbane by his side...

"We will proceed as you have requested, and are now entering orbit. I, along with 15 guards will take a transport down to the capitol to meet with you." replied Cpt Morocco through the comm link.

"Ok, wish me luck!" he sighed as he made the sarcastic remark to the personel on the bridge.

The Royal Guard of the Emperor rallied about the landing pad; great armored juggernauts were they; whose faces were hidden; who showed no sight of flesh or weakness; who bore great Heavy Bolters; and weapons terrible; Powerswords, Chainaxes; Great and wickedly sharp Glaives; some even bore great Scythes; The Manreapers. Yet none were as terrible as the dread black blade, Lifesbane, that whispered and hissed in its Master's grasp, as he watched the skies and waited, soothing the Weapon with his mind.
It was not yet time...

The transport left the Avatar and headed towards the surface. As it entered the capitol, the men were dumstruck at such a blatant disregard for the environment, Taledonians being a people who surround themselves with beauty. As the ships landed on the platform, the guards fitted their helmets onto their heads and picked up their blasters. The doors of the transport opened and the guards filed out professionally, making 2 lines on both sides of the door, creating a type of human corridor for the Captain; who, in turn walked out of the transport with dignity. He marched down the line of idle guards towards the awaiting "diplomats," trying not to be overtaken by the stench and heat of the planet.

"Hello, I am Captain Morocco of the Republic Battle Cruiser "Avatar." On our way out here I contacted the Imperial Senate of the Republic and have gained clearance to discuss diplomatic matters with your emperor. Please be know that I have come as a diplomatic official and have your words that you will not harm me or any of my crew, unless you would like to lose your honor." he said a bit dryly but still politely and elegantly.

The Men of Chronosia watched him with dead eyes, for they had seen many come and go in the service of their Emperor; and they knew to know their place; as they turned, leading him forth through the great gates of the palace.

They entered a room of mighty windows, great and stained glass; depicting the earliests histories of the Imperium; all shone with the gleam of a cathedral; the well kept hall of worship; yet there was darkness here; and the darkness lignered, mayhap coalesced about the great throne of basalt and bone, and glimmering jewels and warpstone...Indeed; this was the belly of the beast, the Heart of the Imperium; and upon it, idly clutching the dark weapon that seethed and hissed and yet seemed so appealing, inviting; was the great Emperor. Black was his armor, and dark the hair that cascaded down his back; his body was immense, hugely proportioned, and his seething skin and blazing eyes were not human; upon his back were great wings of black feather, that bore him up to a grand and terrible height...
Here was the Daemon Emperor of the Imperium.

"And who is this who comes before me, and enters the ancient sanctums of the Imperium?"

Also stepping out of the transport was the admiral of the Vilencian forces, flanked by 2 Heavy assault Troopers, and 4 Marines.
"I am here for the Negotiations as well. Admiral Kiraza Soban, the unofficial head of the Vilencians."

"Admiral, stay here with the transport and your escorts. Your government has caused enough problems as it is. I will do the negotiation for the Republic. That's an order." Cpt. Morocco said while he and his guards followed the Chronosians into the Emperors chambers.

"And who is this who comes before me, and enters the ancient sanctums of the Imperium?" said the Chronosian Emperor to the Captain.

"I am Captain Morocco, of the Republic ship "Avatar." I have been selected by the Imperial Senate to head these negotiations between the Republic and your civilization. I hope you do not mind my small escort force, protocol clearly indicates that no officer may be without an escort. But on to business, I have come to discuss the incursions of your forces into Republic controlled space."

"And what republic is this?" He smirked wryly; a clawed hand tapped a button, and holoprojectors displayed an immense map of the galaxy.
"The Imperium is a vast body" He waved his hands at flashing redness, indicating Chronosian territory, "And it is ancient; we seek merely to...reacquaint ourselves with the galaxy. Tell me of this....Republic" He rose, stepping forward. "One must always learn to know his friends, or foes"

"We certainly do not wish to be foes," Morocco said, a bit annoyed at the Emperor changing the subject, "We are a fairly new power in the galaxy, tho our own planet, Taledonia, is quite old and has many colonies. We have a relatively small number of members so far, about 9 nations have rallied to our cause, but we are still new and gaining a foothole in the universal powers. Now if you please, I would like to discuss the situation of your troops within our borders."

His eyes lit up; so they have spirit...
"Identify it upon the star map" He smirked wryly; watching him. "The Imperium has much to do; the Dark Gods are restless, and so I too am eager to conclude this business. The Imperium cannot be expected to go unruled for too long; its billions need guidance; from the Imperial Guard to the Space Marine Legions, and the Adeptus Mechanicus; there is much to be done...Still, we are not without patience."

the admiral was getting a bad vibe from this planet. A Really Bad Vibe.
"if anything goes wrong, our objective is to rescue captain morroco!"

Getting increasingly annoyed at the Emperor, Morocco cooly said, "We doubt that you would have the Republics systems on your maps, considering they have never been explored by foreign forces and we have not traded maps or information with anyone. But if our tasks make a good resolution, and our two civilizations become allies, then we would be most happy to exchange maps with you. Now please, for the second time, let us discuss the business of your forces within our borders. Afterwards we may discuss other matters but this is of top priority to the Republic."

Marcus chuckled. "Of course; now what seems to be the problem of the Imperium's explorers wandering into territory, that by your own admission we did not know of? I know that those under my command would not answer to a foreign power that does not serve the Imperium. I further understand-" he paused, twirling the blade idly, its tip spinning upon the marble floor "-That they had not directly threatened anyone...."

"It appears your forces have wandered into our newly claimed territory and refuse to leave, even tho we have repeatedly requested them to." the captain said happily, now that they were talking business, "We would be most happy if you would remove them from our territory peacefully. But if you really must protest to this motion and request the right to explore the system, we could possible negotiate a right of passage."

"Tell me of this world..." The Emperor smirked, leaning forward, watching this man, being of flesh and bone. "Tell me of it, and I will see what can be done about the actions of my servants"

"Well from what we've gathered so far, it is a beatiful planet; full of lush forests, great plains and grazelands, large lakes and great rivers. That's all we know for now. There is no other technology or civilization on the planet. Or any traces of past beings."

"Yes, It is the Last Home of my People!"

"Interesting; then, aside from you there is no true claim to it?" He chuckled to himself absently "Most interesting indeed..."

"I do not know what you mean." Morocco said, a bit confused, "We have directly claimed the planet as Vilence and his people are making it their official home. Republic settlers will be arriving at the planet to colonize it. We have "truely claimed" the planet in the name of the Republic."

"Then you would not object to an...Imperial presence upon said world. As a, sign of good faith, perhaps?"

OOC: Vilence, seriously man. Just stop. Have you not learned from anything you have done here? First off, you broke Republic law. Second, Your characters are not even within hearing distance of the Emporer and the Captain, so how could you ICly post "Yes, It is the Last Home of my People!"? Third, A higher ranking officer, an officer of the Imperator's nation, has ordered you to step down from this thread and yet you continue to post. Let those qualified handle the negotiations and dealings, for you are obviously not well aquinted either with role-playing or Republic mandate. That is all.

(OOC: IC post will be posted later, cause I have to go. But I will be back on later, don't do much without me, I don't feel like reading lots to catch up.)

OOC: Vilencians have exceptionaly good hearing, and The admiral has a sixth sense... plus it just seemed dramatic


IC: "The vilencians will allow a Full imperial garrison and Fleet on New Vilence, along with a Full battle fleet."

(OOC: Vilence! For the last time, step down! I as Imperator will deal with these negoatiations and will decide whether or not to allow Chronosia to place his "Imperial Garrisons" on the planet or not! You cannot object to this because by joining the Republic, you agreed to abide by the laws of the Republic and you had to of read the pinned message explaining lots of things to understand that as just a member and a non-citizen, YOU HAVE NO SAY IN DIPLOMATIC AFFAIRS OR ADMINISTRATION WITHING THE REPUBLIC! Step down now!)

Morocco looked at the Emperor with a slight hint of distrust, "What kind of presence exactly do you have in mind?"

Marcus tilted his head slightly, before laughing; a cruel mocking sound.
"Well, I was thinking in the way of a research and military facility; far from any habitat of yours of course; the Imperium, however, is never one to turn aside a gift horse" He ran his snakelike tongue over his cracked black lips.
"Now; an acceptance would be...most wise, and most...generous of the...Republic"

"I warn you your exaulted one, don't toy with me or the Republic. Do not threaten us. But of course, for the interest of peace, we will allow you to set up one facility far away from any settlements. However, there are some conditions you must swear to: First, you may not destroy the land like you have to your own planet, you must look after the environment. Second, you must not have more than 100 military personel on the planet at a time, no exceptions. Third, you cannot maintain a military vessel within the borders of the Republic or in orbit with the planet. Forth, you may not take hostile action against the inhabitants of the planet. And fith, you must allow regular inspections of your facilities by our own people, to ensure you live up to your bargain." replied Moracco sharply.

"Whoever said this land is ruined?" He chuckled. "The land is shaped by whichever lord rules it; he with enough power and influence to gain the favor of the Gods of Chaos" He chuckled "I could not corrupt your planet if I wanted to; I much prefer the aid of more...Mortal tools of destruction to do that. But, I agree to your...generous terms"

"Very well, it is settled. Now if there isn't anything else, I hope you wouldn't be offended if I took my leave. Good day, your Highness." Morocco excused himself and walked out of the room, followed by his guards. They made their way down through the palace to the landing pad, all looking forward to getting of the dreadful planet and back to their beautiful Taledonian homes.

kiraza was seated in the hold of the transport, angered at the way the nation ofthe imperator treated his people." They will lose that outpost soon. very soon."

The men boarded the transport once again and headed back to the Avatar to depart back to Taledonia.