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To Sail an Infinite Sea, the Commissioning of the Silvana

The Jade Star
19-02-2007, 06:07
((The OOC bit:
Name/Model: Silvana class, C1
http://img476.imageshack.us/img476/2519/silvanaft0.png
Length: 270 meters

Crew Compliment: 140

Propulsion:
x4 powerstone drives
Ship can attain approx. .78 LS under ideal conditions.
Top speed of 591mph atmospheric.

FTL capability:
x1 Planeshift drive

Main Armament:
(number of guns x number of guns per turret)
4x2 2 MegaThaum cannons (main turrets)

Secondary Armament:
14x1 5 KiloThaum cannons (sponson)
8x1 5kt cannons (turret)
2x2 2kt Anti-Fighter cannons (Omni-directional turrets)
1x4 2kt Anti-Fighter cannons (Omni-directional turrets)
Various small gunports for anti-fighter protection

Armor:
Main Hull:
4in Octirion plating over the main hull to provide energy dissipation
3in crystalized Octigen gas, absorbs/dissipates kinetic and energy-based attacks.
22in Trinium alloy, general protection

Frontal and side armour plates:
3in Octirion plating
1in crystalized Octigen
28in Trinium alloy

Communications/sensors:
Standard CB/CC array, general communications with other ships via radio if these dont work.

Electronics:
The Silvana is a formidable electronic warfare platform, mounting several advanced sensors and jamming devices.

Fighter Compliment:
15 Fighters in the main hangar.
Can house 10 fighters on the upper launch deck
5 fighters on the lower deck

Other:
The Silvana is one of the fastest capitol ships in the TSF. It mounts the same powerplant as the larger Jade Star class battleships, thus enabling it to mount singificantly heavier armour, while at the same time moving singificantly faster. However its fighter compliment is reduced and it does not have quite the same firepower as the larger ships.

In order to achieve higher atmospheric speeds and manuverability the ships armour is concentrated on the flanks and front in the form of externally mounted plates, which also reduces maintanance time and enables ease of upgrading should something better come along.

Again, the scale is off, the turrets are the same size relative to the ship as they are on the Jade Star class, but meh.

Please take purely OOC ship commentary here:
http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=518151))

The IC bit:

Esteemed Princes, Presidents, Potentates and variously titled Plenipotentiaries,
It is our great pleasure to extend to you an invitation to the TSFs commissioning ceremony for the newest addition to the Fleet, the TSF Silvana, first of its class and the most advanced ship in the Tolarian Fleet. The ceremony is set to take place in two weeks time at the Tolarian Academy Naval Yard orbitting Tolaria, third planet of the Jade Star system. Coordinates have been enclosed.
The Academy Naval Yard will be proud to provide your representatives with excellent seating arrangements giving you a prime view of the proceedings as the Silvana launches, as well as superior examples of the finest Tolarian cuisine.

We thank you for your consideration and look forward to your acceptance.

High Mage Trallus Jorgin, Admiral of the TSF

The Academy Naval Yard was, as was usual during launch ceremonies, packed. Row upon row of bleachers had been set up surrounding the drydock, and even so it was standing room only for those unable to afford the box seats provided to the international delegates.
These were arranged in a circular fashion around the ship itself, which sat in a rather ungainly fashion on its launch ramp. The TSF practiced launching the old fashioned way, despite the move from wood to metal, as with the move from water to air centuries ago, the ship was mostly concealed by the drydock, only its upper deck visible. At the bow of the ship a large platform bearing the assembled High Mages, as well as the Archmage himself, was situated so as to be visible to all those present.
The Silvana was decked out in full launch regalia, banners displaying the seals of all the Academy Houses, its hull polished to a blinding sheen despite its relativly dull color.
Stationed around the ship in full dress, which was quite a lot of dress, was the best part of a regiment of TSF Musketeers, sky blue uniforms contrasting quite nicely with the green grass and grey ship behind them. As with the ships hull plates every button and piece of brass on their uniforms was polished brightly enough that it could be used to start fires if needed, their muskets were of the 'parade' sort, much better to look at than the ungainly combat models, they certainly gave the apperance of a well polished military machine turned out for parade.

The day had, of course, turned out perfectly. This was part of the Weather Wizard's magic of course, if the Archchancelor forecast sun, there would be sun, or hell to pay.
The delegates boxes were arranged in such a fashion as to be within easy talking distance of each other, noise-damping spells cancelling out most of the noise from below ensured that such conversation was even possible. Behind the seats was an open area, such as might encourage pre-ceremonial hob-nobbery. Several High Mages were visible amid the few delegates present already, chatting or being chatted up.
The Jade Star
20-02-2007, 06:10
I'll keep bumping this until somebody does something :P
C'mon, doesnt anybody want to hobnob? Get a tour of my really cool ship?
Eat fried swamp dragon?
Kesshite
20-02-2007, 07:50
He stumbled slightly, immediately feeling the reassuringly solid and warm back of the scout drone (http://img380.imageshack.us/my.php?image=scoutdronebl5.jpg) on under his palm. Though only twenty months old, his body suggested a man in his thirties, abet a worn one. His temples were graying, his skin sagged, and had an unhealthy yellow undertone. His brown eyes were bright and clear however, scanning the other humanoids around him. He made his way to the bottom of the bleachers and sat down, the hard, wooden surface surprisingly uncomfortable.

His scout drone, sat beside him on the ground, looking for all the world like a bizarre dog. The noise and pomposity caused his heart to pound, his palms to become damp. The kesshii were not like this at all.

He realized that he couldn't see much because of the number of people in front of him. Nevertheless, they would surely sit down soon. It only made sense.

Other their collective heads, he saw something large and grey he assumed was a ship. It was very square looking. It made him somewhat uncomfortable to see it, even though he knew that it wasn't truly alive.
Bryn Shander
20-02-2007, 10:23
Aseroth Xiloscient sat idly in the bleachers, watching the proceedings. With the King missing, Aseroth was in charge of Bryn Shander. He was a sorcerer of nigh deific power, and supreme commander of the Bryn Shanderan space forces. Though he was unsure as to why he'd been invited, perhaps a Bryn Shanderan national had enrolled at the odd little mage school or he'd somehow managed to gain a reputation in the international community despite Bryn Shander's isolationist policies. Either way, he was there.

Though he highly doubted that the ship or the musketeers would be able to last more than a few seconds against their Bryn Shanderan counterparts, Aseroth was forced to concede that the men and their engineers were quite dedicated and well disciplined. The more experienced mages at the school didn't appear to be the kind to take too lightly either, though their power likely fell far short of his own. Regardless, he sat and watched.
The Jade Star
23-02-2007, 04:25
Archmage Faust was uncomfortable. He had been uncomfortable for the last hour and most likely would stay uncomfortable for several more. Crowly had managed to wrangle a spot in the ceremony for a speech, which meant that everybody was here for the long haul. The zombie was currently arranging some notecards, which was a bad sign.
He had a very good memory.
The Archmage cleared his throat and glanced up at the stands. Here and there he could pick out individuals with a magical talent, a few stronger ones, most likely diplomats who wanted to avoid the niceities of talking with somebody you hated for hours on end.
Crowly pulled out a highlighter.
Only the most sensitive intstruments could have picked up the tiny mental groans emitted by all the mages who saw this action.

Kaima Vanima was uncomfortable as well. She was stuck in the top boxes chatting up various important people prior to the ceremony. Apparently she was good at it, even if she didnt like it.
Unfourtunatly the duties of rank kept both the Archmage and Vanima from doing what they wanted to at this point, but at least they both got a decent view.
Vanima detacthed herself from a conversation with some off-planet trader and glanced down at the ship, far below. Even up here she could see Crowly looking through his notes, which was never a good sign.