Valshare
09-07-2005, 11:20
The Soul is your mind, but the Body is your vessal, to be a true fighter, you must understand both.
Sword Master Vanion.
The Soulocracy, it was small. In truth, it had one planet, but Ever Since the Invention of the Star Fortresses, the Need for planets had diminished. The Ships would land on a planet for a while, live there, then when the people decided the Castle Ships would mearly rise up and begin movement across space. Now when such was the case, you would belive war was uncommon.
Untrue.
The Valsharites where warriors, not in the Modern Sense of the word. They fought in what could be considered Medieval style, Close combat being a major factor of their battle plan. Many belived wrongly that this ment immidiet Defeat. This is why soldiers exist. They land on planets, make the people make sure they know of Valsharite Power, then exist, then leave. Sometimes they return, sometimes they don't, but their movement does not discriminate against Galatic Super power or Continental Government. They landed, then one day left. Many Governments had first tried to bomb the castles to death, but the Null Space Effectivly allowed the castles to flee the area. Only the fact they never annonced their ties to Valshare starved off war.
This would change.
Marial turned on the Tv, his fingures pushing the buttons to find the National News, he found it, sitting down to watch.
Hail Brothers and sisters, today the vote was sent out to the Souls, and the Vote came back a Five to One Majority that the Soulocray would begin expansion. This comes from a feeling that we are to centrilised, and that we need to expand. For this also, it has become apparent the Armies have not been tested since the Founder Wars, and it is the belife of the people that this will Bring the Warriors Fire back. Summoner Matah has been given control of the forces that will be sent to find the old ways. In other news...
The Screen Turned off, Marial sighed, his Lord had been ordered to fight, and while technically he was retired, Summoners Increased their Reutine when a war effort was required, he moved into his room, looking at his wife.
"I have been called" he said to her. She nodded, pressing a code into the pannel which moved the room to show the Mans suit of Blue Armour. The Woman before him moved forwards, taking the greeves first and putting them on his lower legs. Next the Arm Braces, which he assisted with. When they where added she fixed the breast plate, which fitted his body Perfectly. He smiled, before taking his helmate and placing it on his head. He moved forward and took up a Spire and Sheild, the Spire being a weapon that resembled a spear, but fired a bolt of blue energy from its tip, and the sheild was an oval rim that had a line and boss across the middle, with the sheild itself not yet activated. He smiled, walking from the room. As was Tradition, his last Commander had his sword, which he could claim at any time. The Summoner was his last master, so this was of no moment.
This scean repeated across the Planet, and eventually the only real War fortresses designed to take on fleets was loaded down with men. It was a moster, designed to force ships to attempt and tackle it, and its GS Generators ment that any fleets would have to be drawn into a prolonged seige of the construct. THe machine began to move outwards, it as of yet had no target.
Sword Master Vanion.
The Soulocracy, it was small. In truth, it had one planet, but Ever Since the Invention of the Star Fortresses, the Need for planets had diminished. The Ships would land on a planet for a while, live there, then when the people decided the Castle Ships would mearly rise up and begin movement across space. Now when such was the case, you would belive war was uncommon.
Untrue.
The Valsharites where warriors, not in the Modern Sense of the word. They fought in what could be considered Medieval style, Close combat being a major factor of their battle plan. Many belived wrongly that this ment immidiet Defeat. This is why soldiers exist. They land on planets, make the people make sure they know of Valsharite Power, then exist, then leave. Sometimes they return, sometimes they don't, but their movement does not discriminate against Galatic Super power or Continental Government. They landed, then one day left. Many Governments had first tried to bomb the castles to death, but the Null Space Effectivly allowed the castles to flee the area. Only the fact they never annonced their ties to Valshare starved off war.
This would change.
Marial turned on the Tv, his fingures pushing the buttons to find the National News, he found it, sitting down to watch.
Hail Brothers and sisters, today the vote was sent out to the Souls, and the Vote came back a Five to One Majority that the Soulocray would begin expansion. This comes from a feeling that we are to centrilised, and that we need to expand. For this also, it has become apparent the Armies have not been tested since the Founder Wars, and it is the belife of the people that this will Bring the Warriors Fire back. Summoner Matah has been given control of the forces that will be sent to find the old ways. In other news...
The Screen Turned off, Marial sighed, his Lord had been ordered to fight, and while technically he was retired, Summoners Increased their Reutine when a war effort was required, he moved into his room, looking at his wife.
"I have been called" he said to her. She nodded, pressing a code into the pannel which moved the room to show the Mans suit of Blue Armour. The Woman before him moved forwards, taking the greeves first and putting them on his lower legs. Next the Arm Braces, which he assisted with. When they where added she fixed the breast plate, which fitted his body Perfectly. He smiled, before taking his helmate and placing it on his head. He moved forward and took up a Spire and Sheild, the Spire being a weapon that resembled a spear, but fired a bolt of blue energy from its tip, and the sheild was an oval rim that had a line and boss across the middle, with the sheild itself not yet activated. He smiled, walking from the room. As was Tradition, his last Commander had his sword, which he could claim at any time. The Summoner was his last master, so this was of no moment.
This scean repeated across the Planet, and eventually the only real War fortresses designed to take on fleets was loaded down with men. It was a moster, designed to force ships to attempt and tackle it, and its GS Generators ment that any fleets would have to be drawn into a prolonged seige of the construct. THe machine began to move outwards, it as of yet had no target.