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Several outlying worlds of the Imperium had recieved a message from Vis Vires it self, and were ordered to broadcast it outside of the Galaxy, in hopes if contacting perhaps even more Sentient life then the Imperium had recently encountered.

After the recent discovery of Sentient life outside our own Galaxy, we now know we must become involved in Inter-galactic politics if we are to advance as a race, and as a culture. So therefore, we invite any and all Space-fairing Nations to a special summit in the capital city of Vis Vires. There, all delegates will be granted an extreme honor, an audience with Emperor Markus Aranus him self to discuss alliances, trade and anything else. We hope this invitation is accepted by at least some races and nations.

Good day.

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<Hyperspace communication...>

TO: To whom it may concern.
FR: The Foreign Office, Draconic Order
RE: FR: Ordus, 3rd House
SU: Establishing diplomatic relations with foreign nations to achieve growth and prosperity.
RE: SU: Trade Relations.

The Dominion of Draconic Order wishes to open relations with The Empire of The Zenneth. An ambassador from House Kharaan will contact you within one galactic week.

-Martivir ghoros kepesk-
(Peace before the storm)
Maekrix Azure

Ordus of the 3rd House, wishes to open trade relations. We have made contract to transport the ambassador so that we may have our voice heard when discussing contractual treaties. Our ship will be at your meeting planet within one galactic week.

-Ux ukriss-
(Platinum talks)
Maekrix Zaros

OOC:

I'm not playing as Tocrowkia in FT. I'm playing as my Alien race, the Zenneth. To avoid confusion, I probably should make a new account and seperate the two. Sorry about this.

OOC:

I'm not playing as Tocrowkia in FT. I'm playing as my Alien race, the Zenneth. To avoid confusion, I probably should make a new account and seperate the two. Sorry about this.

((Ah... yea that would help.))

OOC:

Ah, there we go.

The mighty ship that tore into being above the world was undoubtedly of Necron'tyr design; appearing in the void without warning nor sign. The great thing hovered, like an ancient and terrible relic. A labyrinthian tomb complex suspended in the air; the greatest vessel of the fledgling reawakening stirring at the edge of the Galaxy.

Yet they had heard the call, a beckoning sirens call across the abyss, to bring the most powerful of all the Necron's ships to this place. The Serpent sensed a new opportunity to manipulate; and to do so, it would need allies.

It's form shifted; flowing as though it were liquid; reshaping at will. Hair spilled forth from it's bald, engraved skull; it's robes reshaped to a pleasing mortal dress; it's flesh paled, becoming almost alabaster white against the silver-black interior of the vessel. It's form flickering as it faded from existence; and appeared below. Hands folded across each other.

Unknown, unsuspected; the Serpent,Set'thiran, the God Incarnate of it's servants, had appeared, and it's first work in countless millenia was begun.

(ooc do you have a discription of your race and such ? i may join the rp )

(OOC: Yeah, a description about your race and everything would be in order.)

IC:

To: The Zennith Empire
From: The Republic(Citizen nation Taledonia)
Subject: Conference
RE:

On behalf of the entirety of the Republic, we shall be sending an ambassador to the conference under the escort of a small Imperial guard. We would request that you send us all the relivent information about the conference, such as location of Vis Vires, the date of the conference, and other things you think important.

Emperor Marcus Antonius
Leader of the Taledonian Empire
Consul of the Republic

((All of that can be found in the link in my signature.))

OOC: Can we RP now? I've already posted an entrance...

A remote fortress-moon on the edge of the Imperium detected the ship. Though it was, of course, expecting this, it would follow protocol. A team of ships were dispatched to investigate.

Alien craft, state your origin and your purpose within the lands of the Imperium before we allow you to proceed.

Mean while the USS concord, on route to conduct a training exercise close to were the Necrontyr ship
Was, the eight hundred meter rough looking ship was just about to jump in to photonic shift drive, when this sensors detected the Necrontyr ship several light years out.


“Commander” the con officer said were detecting some activity a few light years out, unknown ships.

The young commander hmmed a bit a looked over to the helms officer” plot a course, tactical go to condition yellow, con prepare hailing frequencies

The helms officer nodded and shifted his chair to the blinking glassy console taping on it, the con officer worked on his console as the tactical officer did the same the ship went to condition yellow, yellow light blared

The commander sighed and sat back in his chair and said “engage helm” with In seconds the ship was engulfed In a white blue energetic burst appearing in the same manner just off the bow of the Necrontyr ship.


A hail went out “ this is the USS concord of the USF fleet (united systems federation), we would like to inquire on what you are doing here?”


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(OOC: Sniff, I can't see any link in your signature, or a signature at all even.)

((Guh: http://ns.goobergunch.net/wiki/index.php/The_Zenneth_Imperium))

Fully immersed in its disguise; the Serpent spoke; smooth voice drifting, devoid of its typical malice. It smiled softly, brushing a hand through its gleaming, flowing locks. Now, would come the great deception. It moved forward; it's image projected onto the Terran and Zennethian view screens; the interior of it's vessel appearing gleaming and magnificent, as it was. Gilded and jewelled in every way conceivable, it was the ideal chamber for a God.

" Hail and well met, brethern. I am Sethir; Lord of the Noxians, of Beta Nox XI. I come seeking peace with this new race. I have fled many years across space; to escape the predations of the Machines who seek to harm my race...I am near enough the last of my kind"

He bowed lightly. Eyes shining within sockets, and the beautific mask of a face. " I request permission to attend your conference"

The commander nodded and the con officer tapped another button opening another frequency, the commander spoke “I see, well we would like to meet you and who ever these mysterious aliens who sent the transmissions we will await confirmation from both of you …”

"Whoever said you need to wait, Commander" The being spoke as it materialised upon the vessel; bowing lightly. It teased a hand through its hair, robes fluttering as it moved and bowed lightly, secretly loathing such shows of weakness and subservience to lesser beings.

"I am Sethir, and I must apologise for my sudden appearance, but you did wish to see me; to speak with me, did you not?" He rose, hints of a smile playing across his face. "Your technology is beautiful; adequate. Quite adequate"

" Hail and well met, brethern. I am Sethir; Lord of the Noxians, of Beta Nox XI. I come seeking peace with this new race. I have fled many years across space; to escape the predations of the Machines who seek to harm my race...I am near enough the last of my kind"

A reply was sent.

I see...that is unfortunate, but you will find refuge here in the Imperium for how ever long you wish. Here are the co-ordinates to Vis Vires, I shall inform them of your arrival, as well as these other aliens.

*They send the co-ordinates post-haste*

((Bump))

The commander nodded chuckling a bit “well its nice to met you” he held out a hand “were exactly are you form ? I mean what part of space?”


Mean while the other officer stared some were suspicious but then shrugged it off and though nothing of it, a few officer walked by , as people went about there duties .


The con officer sent a hail to The Zenneth reading “this is the Fedral star ship concord we haveh eard your message and wish to take you up on your offer”

" Truthfully, we could not tell you exactly where; but we believe it was far beyond the plane of your galaxy. So long in the void, we do not remember what home looks like" It smiled slightly, chuckling softly; it's ship silently slipping alongside the vessel; before vanishing all together.

" My vessel has translated to the rendevous point; I suggest we join them. I do not know how long your...Drives take; but ours are near instant. So, tell me. Where is it you come from; beings of adequate technology?"

The commander nodded chuckling a bit “well its nice to met you” he held out a hand “were exactly are you form ? I mean what part of space?”


Mean while the other officer stared some were suspicious but then shrugged it off and though nothing of it, a few officer walked by , as people went about there duties .


The con officer sent a hail to The Zenneth reading “this is the Fedral star ship concord we haveh eard your message and wish to take you up on your offer”


*Sends co-ordinates to them as well.*

“We come from a place called terran prime, our people were originally from the planet called earth but that was long ago.” The commander then looked over to his helms officer “engage phase shift drive!”

With in seconds the ship was engulfed in a white blue plume of energy, instantly reappearing at the coordinates


The commander smiled ” I hope that was fast enough ?, our entire nation is only 500 years old ”


Mean while the concord class ship floated in the darkness of space its rough hull being illuminated by its lights blinking along its metallic body, its Mk II RIDE’S rumbling throughout the ship

" Earth; Old Terra. I have heard whispers of your kind. Half-remembered thoughts and images; incoherant. You were a racially superstitious race; bound by fear; reaching out from your orb of ignorance to claw at the stars themselves" Laughter overtook his humanoid form again.

"I would know more of you; what would you know of us? The people of Beta Nox? We who come in peace and...Friendship to the young races. We who would bring gifts, and set aside old hates."

He smirked slightly; here was the hook.

“We know nothing pretty much” the commander peaked a brow and then said “but Terran have evolved since you’ve last heard of us .. no longer are we bound by the darkness of religious extremism nor do we seek greed wealth empire or power, that’s Just me speaking for the USF how ever I don’t know about others”

" We had heard tell of Warp tainted things linking free of Terra; Empires of Man stretching from far and wide. Ripe..." He trailed off slightly. " Those days are gone then, to enlightenment and the pursuit of knowledge. Excellent; most interesting; strength tempered with cunning"

He walked the deck, glancing about him. " There is much to be learned from us; and us from you. Much that we can grant you. Technology; power. Even immortality is within our scope"

The humans now faced a massive planet. They could see that the planet was primarily dominated by vast oceans, though there was a massive chunk of land visible. Even from orbit, they could see the massive megalopolis that was the city of Vis Vires. Then they took notice to the massive, artificial planetary ring that surrounded the planet. It was covered in weaponry and sensors, and was a dull gray in color. Several thousand warship circled the planet as well, but even more civilian flights buzzed around the planet.

A voice cackled over the com:

"Welcome, aliens, to Vis Vires on the planet of Zennethian IV"

The commander peaked an eye brow again “ power? The Union dose not seek power wealth or immortality, we seek to peacefully co exist with our neighbors” the commander smiled then putting his hand on his chairs armrest


The con officer swiveled his chair over to the commander and said “sir we have arrived I am sending request for transport coordinates.

A request was sent the ships instant com beeping, as the transporter room was hailed to get ready for people beaming down

The commander looked at the being and said ”shall we?” he began to walk over to the lift the door woodshed open in front of him the light gleaming on his Grey and blue uniform

"Indeed" It smirked. This race of men were more resiliant; far too moral to serve. That would certainly have to change. In a flash it had vanished; appearing far below, bowing lightly as he glanced about. The smell was intoxicating; the scent and alluring taste of essence. Living essence. He moved forward, looking around at the world that now enveloped him

"Beautiful; a veritable paradise. An overripe bough, overhanging with fruit. Ready, like corn for the harvest." He laughed softly, chuckling under his breath "A fine place to begin"

The commander taped along the deck, he walked up to the glassy pad and taped a button instantly a flash of blue white light engulfed him and he appeared in the designated area the commander looked around “hmm”

Encripted transmission:
We have heard of several races of which you have allowed peace. Draconic Order does not take sides with imperalist forces. We withdraw our promised alliance.