Tannelorn
31-03-2006, 09:37
For the last week Enlil fleet base had been a bustling mecca of fleet activity. Something big was happening. Something that hadnt happened in almost 200 years. The Tannelornian navy was preparing for full scale war. In the week prior to the massive build up, engineers had been frantically working on the vessels under their care. Fully 20% of the ships had been given immediate refit, with the main priority going to the Zweihander, and Morgenstern class vessels.
Well over 500 vessels were present. 200 Einhander destroyers, 100 Shield light carriers, nearly 30 of the mighty dreadnoughts, and 20 of the elegant fleet carriers were also present. Following in the wake of the larger vessels were shoals of the tiny frigates. Fast, heavily armed and advanced as anything in the system. The vessels arranged themselves in mighty flotillas, each one protected by a skirmish screen of beowulf frigates, the rears of the formations guarded by Woglinde support frigates.
However the most impressive sight around the tiny moon was not the fleet itself. It was the 100 squat and ugly, kilometer long leviathans following in the wake of not one, but two SDF class vessels. Fortitude and Arch Angel had arrived in timely fashion. However none of the navy commanders could recognise the new vessels coming to meet them. The ships were already armed with smaller versions of the Ubeck weapon, arranged in great turret rows along the top and bottom of the vessel. However the vessel seemed to carry an enormous amount of smaller weaponry, some of which seemed far more suited to being used in atmosphere, then in space.
They were siege ships, designed to break past planetary defense and land, leaving whatever cargo that lay within unharmed. And Tannelorn had been preparing for this war for some time. However it was not with whom they suspected it would be. On the frontiers of Tannelornian space, within the Cluster there exist several colonies from nations only recently know to Tannelorn.
However events had spiralled out of control and before anyone could stop them. A peaceful nation had been occupied by an external force. This was it, and there was no stopping it. The Praetor had declared an great injustice had been done. And plans were in the works for a massive assault.
Soon ships of the naval troopers were arriving. 5 of the sleek new destroyers, and over 20 of the frigates, transporting almost 5000 of the lethal warriors to their appointed rendezvous. The remaining divisions of Naval troopers, the grendel escort carriers, and the remaining Sword and shield cruisers would make up the defensive strike force of Tannelorn until the war fleet returned. As well as something new..the grand army of the Prefecture. As this massive armada prepared for war, flotillas of the massive assault ships moved past, heading to Prefecture space. Over the communications systems ships crews could glean a little information about the vessels passing them in the night. Bad-Hertzfeldt. Some of the crew laughed, until their captains briefed them that this was the army of the Prefecture, it was under the jurisdiction of the Prefects themselves. They started laughing now, well after all..it was a ship run by civilians.
The armada moved in to tight formation around the Super Dimensional fortresses. Little was known about the system they were jumping in to, the only information gleaned was through preliminary diplomatic talks. they had no idea what to expect, therefore two of the Fleet tender/Battle Fortresses were being sent to command and supply the fleet for an extended campaign. And to bring along enough extra firepower to destroy a relatively large moon, if need be.
In an instant they disapeared, the stars spiralling down then popping back in to place as space folded, then unfolded itself....The armada was gone in the blink of an eye, not even a trace they were there in the first place.
Well over 500 vessels were present. 200 Einhander destroyers, 100 Shield light carriers, nearly 30 of the mighty dreadnoughts, and 20 of the elegant fleet carriers were also present. Following in the wake of the larger vessels were shoals of the tiny frigates. Fast, heavily armed and advanced as anything in the system. The vessels arranged themselves in mighty flotillas, each one protected by a skirmish screen of beowulf frigates, the rears of the formations guarded by Woglinde support frigates.
However the most impressive sight around the tiny moon was not the fleet itself. It was the 100 squat and ugly, kilometer long leviathans following in the wake of not one, but two SDF class vessels. Fortitude and Arch Angel had arrived in timely fashion. However none of the navy commanders could recognise the new vessels coming to meet them. The ships were already armed with smaller versions of the Ubeck weapon, arranged in great turret rows along the top and bottom of the vessel. However the vessel seemed to carry an enormous amount of smaller weaponry, some of which seemed far more suited to being used in atmosphere, then in space.
They were siege ships, designed to break past planetary defense and land, leaving whatever cargo that lay within unharmed. And Tannelorn had been preparing for this war for some time. However it was not with whom they suspected it would be. On the frontiers of Tannelornian space, within the Cluster there exist several colonies from nations only recently know to Tannelorn.
However events had spiralled out of control and before anyone could stop them. A peaceful nation had been occupied by an external force. This was it, and there was no stopping it. The Praetor had declared an great injustice had been done. And plans were in the works for a massive assault.
Soon ships of the naval troopers were arriving. 5 of the sleek new destroyers, and over 20 of the frigates, transporting almost 5000 of the lethal warriors to their appointed rendezvous. The remaining divisions of Naval troopers, the grendel escort carriers, and the remaining Sword and shield cruisers would make up the defensive strike force of Tannelorn until the war fleet returned. As well as something new..the grand army of the Prefecture. As this massive armada prepared for war, flotillas of the massive assault ships moved past, heading to Prefecture space. Over the communications systems ships crews could glean a little information about the vessels passing them in the night. Bad-Hertzfeldt. Some of the crew laughed, until their captains briefed them that this was the army of the Prefecture, it was under the jurisdiction of the Prefects themselves. They started laughing now, well after all..it was a ship run by civilians.
The armada moved in to tight formation around the Super Dimensional fortresses. Little was known about the system they were jumping in to, the only information gleaned was through preliminary diplomatic talks. they had no idea what to expect, therefore two of the Fleet tender/Battle Fortresses were being sent to command and supply the fleet for an extended campaign. And to bring along enough extra firepower to destroy a relatively large moon, if need be.
In an instant they disapeared, the stars spiralling down then popping back in to place as space folded, then unfolded itself....The armada was gone in the blink of an eye, not even a trace they were there in the first place.