Lessir Tsurani
17-06-2005, 09:01
Imperia, it was a beauty of a Planet, the Jewel of the Empire. No Planet within Tsuranis History had matched it. No one had ever in their entire existance been able to find a planet more breathtakingly beautiful. The reason was, the entire place had tasted of Magic. Even the Unsensative on Imperia could manipulate space around them, every breath made the body intoxicated beyond return. Long Periods on the surface made people realise the damage Civilisation did to the other worlds. Stephen looked at the Planet New Imperia, wanting to tear the place apart.
It was nothing, mearly a shadow, it was a Clone of Earth, Planets like Imperia where rare. He however, didn't need others. He knew the location of the other, it was however, controled by ones not of his own. He moaned, in a form of longing no one living but Lithia Could understand, and even she only slightly. She had been Emperess, thus resided in the province of Tsurani. But he had been King of Imperia, he lived on the pure soil for more then One hundred years. And now...now he longed, in something that went past Any known Human desire, he wanted his Throne back.
And he WOULD have it. He smiled happily, as the Tsurani fleets massed, More then Twenty Kings had Pleged Support to the war party, Twenty Capital ships! That sort of force had not been used since the Rift War, Although ships of this Power had only been seen in the grandest of nations. No one, Bar a few, Matched the power of the Imperial Fleets, and with the Magic from Imperia, it would stay that way.
Still, Twenty One Capital Ships! That was something to be proud of. Since the Seperatist war, he had destroyed all new ways, going back to the older yet more efficiant designs. His own personal Craft, the Only Rift Drawer in the Old Fleet, had single handely massacured the Elven fleet of New Imperia. He would have his planet back!
He Woke, an hour later, not sure how he had fallen asleep. That nettled him, but he shook out of it, stood and strode from the hall. He came into the section Saction, seeing the buzz of reporters he sighed, throwing energy into the crowd, who scattered from him. He strode through, to the third Saction, which held a shuttle he used for personal use. Jumping into the pilots seat he ignighted the engine, set the Rift Gate for his own Ships hanger and smoothly moved into the grey mass before him. He shivered for a moment, the coldness of the Rift getting past even his mental defences, before emerging the other side. The Ship's hangers where structured, with units running to test efficiantcy, and three Dragons where making checks on the rift engines on the massive craft, while troops where lining up on the other side to get their daily rations. Apon seeing their Emperor, all stood to Attention, their left fist into their right palm. He retured the favor, and left the massive hall quickly, moving to the main deck in short order.
"Whats been happening commander?" He said as he entered the main Deck. Before him the Window showed the other Twenty SHips in the fleet, all with their own defence compliments. He smiled, noticing all craft where standing alone. "We are ready to jump?"
"Just recived word, yes sir, ready to jump on your order"
"Well what are you waiting for? We shall go get my planet!" He roared. Immidetly ships dissapered, his own the last.
They arrived in High orbit of Imperia, the planet below.
OOC Yes, it will most likely be war, who wants to have claimed Imperia?
It was nothing, mearly a shadow, it was a Clone of Earth, Planets like Imperia where rare. He however, didn't need others. He knew the location of the other, it was however, controled by ones not of his own. He moaned, in a form of longing no one living but Lithia Could understand, and even she only slightly. She had been Emperess, thus resided in the province of Tsurani. But he had been King of Imperia, he lived on the pure soil for more then One hundred years. And now...now he longed, in something that went past Any known Human desire, he wanted his Throne back.
And he WOULD have it. He smiled happily, as the Tsurani fleets massed, More then Twenty Kings had Pleged Support to the war party, Twenty Capital ships! That sort of force had not been used since the Rift War, Although ships of this Power had only been seen in the grandest of nations. No one, Bar a few, Matched the power of the Imperial Fleets, and with the Magic from Imperia, it would stay that way.
Still, Twenty One Capital Ships! That was something to be proud of. Since the Seperatist war, he had destroyed all new ways, going back to the older yet more efficiant designs. His own personal Craft, the Only Rift Drawer in the Old Fleet, had single handely massacured the Elven fleet of New Imperia. He would have his planet back!
He Woke, an hour later, not sure how he had fallen asleep. That nettled him, but he shook out of it, stood and strode from the hall. He came into the section Saction, seeing the buzz of reporters he sighed, throwing energy into the crowd, who scattered from him. He strode through, to the third Saction, which held a shuttle he used for personal use. Jumping into the pilots seat he ignighted the engine, set the Rift Gate for his own Ships hanger and smoothly moved into the grey mass before him. He shivered for a moment, the coldness of the Rift getting past even his mental defences, before emerging the other side. The Ship's hangers where structured, with units running to test efficiantcy, and three Dragons where making checks on the rift engines on the massive craft, while troops where lining up on the other side to get their daily rations. Apon seeing their Emperor, all stood to Attention, their left fist into their right palm. He retured the favor, and left the massive hall quickly, moving to the main deck in short order.
"Whats been happening commander?" He said as he entered the main Deck. Before him the Window showed the other Twenty SHips in the fleet, all with their own defence compliments. He smiled, noticing all craft where standing alone. "We are ready to jump?"
"Just recived word, yes sir, ready to jump on your order"
"Well what are you waiting for? We shall go get my planet!" He roared. Immidetly ships dissapered, his own the last.
They arrived in High orbit of Imperia, the planet below.
OOC Yes, it will most likely be war, who wants to have claimed Imperia?