The delegation slowly churned back to life, rising from the beds and being nearly blinded by the morning sun. Indeed, days and nights were foreign to them.
Rolling Stone was under the impression that light was constant, incapable of such drastic change. Then again, Spheres were far different than the Ring, so it sort of justified the fact that light worked differently on them. The delegation would work out the kinks in their crystalline muscles, tone their eyes, and ready themselves for what the Sovereign had in store for them.
Atraxion
INVASION OF Separated stars
The first attacks would begin upon this Imperium, with aggressive slipstream vessels attacking trade vessels with lancers and railcannon strikes, also striking at any jumpgate installations and starbases, to cripple their economy and ease of travel.
Meanwhile to the north a large amount of ships would be amassed to begin the strike against this nation. Quickly moving to subjugate any worlds in theit paths, bombarding them and some ships even attempting to take prisoners using extensive technologies to forcibly mind control the citizenry of these worlds to capture and bring them back to their reptilian overlord. Any forces that would attempt to fight back would simply be volleyed into dust by the sheer firepower of these ships.
The amount of ships seemed to around the two million mark, which the other half of the ships currently planning to strike another unknowing nation...
"That very well may be Kapitan, a seeder race is one of the multitude of explanations our top thinkers have though of in the origin of life in the universe. But you say that we sent out a final cry..." with a bit of hesitance the Captain would continue "I can assure you that no ill has ever fallen upon our civilization since the end of the Final War in 1986, over 200 years ago."
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The neo glactic empire
Mobilisation mere minutes after the message was recieved the entrie admiralty hastily gathered in the war room. the newly crowned emperor markus stood behind a large holographic map of the center of the galaxy, where imperial communication officers have tracked the origins of the message.
_________________________________________________ for hours the admiralty discussed how to approach this with many wanting to avoid war with a new power, but this was not out of kindness or a desire of peace rather because the new government has only been formed mere weeks ago and many had their doubts in its capabilities to steer the nation.
against them stood the staunch old guard of war hawks who were anxious for a new foe to dominate. No known nation in the galaxy can alone stand against the empire and the desire for a rival....someone to spar with, has been burning inside the hearts of great military men who spend their careers sitting on a desk every day waiting for a chance to show their abilities.
The stand off would end when the emperor decided to send a retainer to the imperium asking if they have received the same message and to figure out the Imperiums reaction to it. He then ordered the fleets to be mobilised and war production to be increased. But he has not done this to appeas the old guard. Because he fully understood the vulnerability of his new government and that a war against an enemy to unite the people around would provide much needed stability.
"Interesting. Though I'm sure you will not find that here. We are a...devoted people, if you will." He adjusts his position.
"Now, something else that's on my mind...what did you use to come here? You couldn't have utilize the Webway or other means of FTL. Our border posts would've detected you as soon as you got close. No, you just appeared right in the middle of nowhere. Would you mind telling me what that's about?"
Daeztegon
"I'm afraid the only way I am permitted to tell you that, is for information of equal value. We are in search of not only a new home, but new weapons and defenses to fight back against our enemy."
The dwarven clans
Durin sighed. He Just recieved reports after the defensive fleets finally chased the reptillians. In their arrogance they ran straight in the crossfire between dwarven forts and broke their teeth on their defenses. Still the message was clear and the ennemy now know in what kind of fight he was getting into. "Wellp. Sounds like wee have a war incomin'. Contact tha emperor. I tinks he got tha message too. It's time wee see vat our allies are worth."
he pondered something the say "i dinnae thing it vill do much, dat man seemed he didn't care who he vould hurt in tha name of revenge. But still send message trying to cool him off...Vell more like threaten him. I dinnae remember dawë facin' reptillians....Vell maybe dragons but dey were native were dey ? Den again we tought we were too. In any case if tha fool is too stupid ta listen wee will chase him with dwarven ire !"
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the dwarves sent Grimin Gilinson, a well-known dwarven admiral to the imperium to discuss of the situation
"Information for information? I suppose we could arrange something. Name your price, Captain, but note that we, too, have our limits."
Daeztegon
"Simply put, we need unconventional technology. Do you have anything that could fit such a vague term?"
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The Kapitän was internally confused for a moment, sharing the same perplexity as the Ambassador. Looking at one another, and reverting their attention towards the foreign delegation, Humbert responded.
“We have saved recordings of this final transmission in our databanks,” he said, preparing his own datapad.
He realized something was amiss if they were no mentions of the Y2K virus and the calamity the Elstreans had faced. Humbert, along with the Ambassador, was interested in learning more. It was clear that they had recovered, but to what expense?
Varski
Upon his arrival, Admiral Gilinson is taken to the Imperial Palace's War Room, where Primarch Vulkan, Primarch Magnus, and Primarch Horus meet with him.
Motioning for his entourage to leave the room and wait outside, the Captain would continue after the doors shut behind them. Leaning foward and scooting in a bit he would sigh. "The Y2K virus existed, yes, however through strict government censorship of historical records, disappearances of those who said something, and brainwashing techniques, the majority of the populace do not know of this event. Those who do, such as myself, must keep the matter secret."
"Unconventional in what manner? You will have to be at least modestly specify what exactly you want from us. Much of our technology is common use in this galaxy, but we may find something that interests you."
The dwarven clans
"Greetings friends. I guess ya got if not a visit, at tha very least news of tha news reptillian threat ?
Loanarea
“I... Got some things to do. Hate to get you to do it, Makhani, but—” “Go on then. I know what this is about. None of us are going to stop, given circumstance.” “...Any other then, huh?” “Any other day Des... Any other day...”
The Rally...
Having some... Time to consider the plan, and the speech... An actual service announcement, on counter mantra the foreign invasive broadcast of the early day... The night is about to be stained back into liveliness.
And with it, the start of the broadcast, the councilship now comes out of it oyster... One of the eight speaking up...
Dark brown fur, eyes a prowling red, patterning of black and white splotches, bandage over the nose ridge, a few scars diagonal up the left... Honorary cape of the council in yellow. Outfit a light plate armour of bronze-gold shaded metal. Gauntlets stemming into very much intentional sharp claws, off each finger. Standing standing sternly behind a desk, addressing the camera, a raspy, but confident, and booming voice speaks up. Her voice...
“Children of Bhaepe, people of Lónaré, our rude awakening this early morning was a surprise to us all... A disturbance to peace.
...
One that will NOT be ignored. This, what, person? False idol? Self proclaimed god? It seeks nothing more then blind, mindless, and worthless destruction. For what? Their revenge?
This... THING, is nothing more then a malice driven HUSK. If there was ever proof of the soulless, it has now finally reared it’s unknowing eyes toward us...
No...
Towards ALL of us. This thing wants to wipe out life, for it’s satisfaction? Then life will bite back, for it’s SURVIVAL. This corpse, this moving IRON CASKET of a being, could never hope to take the GALAXY.
It’s past transgressions, and grudges that works as it’s only fuel left? It shall become it’s own undoing.
For every ANTLER BROKE, there shall be a INVADER IMPALED, by it’s own spiteful thorn trap it has laid for itself, out of past bone!
For every PLANET SEARED, there shall be A LEGION TOPPLED, by the grass-knot of nature itself, looming back, ever unable to truly die!
For every CHILD KILLED, there shall be VENGEFUL MOTHER, to settle the odds; protective carnage born upon the un-morale’s aimless infanticide!
This vile entity of outrage, and POINTLESS DEATH? If IT tries go against all of life, against peace and nature...
Then the heart of evil itself, that lies with the ferrous serpent, shall soon shall feel Caliburn stake it through, and driven by hope, and pushed by unity.”
And with all said and done... The national call to arms established...
...Lónaré calls to it’s brethren of foreign blood, and current circumstance.
Calling for cooperation.
Calling for the sum of all parts, to once shine brighter together then ever before.
Varski
Primarch Horus:"Indeed, we received the rather threatening message just recently. This may constitute the greatest threat to all life in this galaxy, and as such, the Emperor has authorized cooperation and diplomacy with xenos. I am aware that your people maintain diplomatic ties throughout the galaxy. I hereby instruct you to carry these instructions back to the Dwarven Council: By order of the War Council of Terra, given authority by decree of the Emperor, you are to gather all who seek to resist this existential threat to the galaxy at the planet of Nostra Ferrum, within Imperial space, for a discussion of tactics and the formation of an alliance."
Horus then hands Admiral Gilinson a physical copy of the instructions, a copy of the Imperial decree authorizing the actions of the War Council, and the coordinates of Nostra Ferrum.
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With that in mind, Krosigk is prepared a shuttlecraft to board the foreign vessel. Departing his yacht, the craft approached and requested for immediate boarding.
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“I see,” Humbert replied. It was strange, for at a time such as this, when relations were at it’s infancy, that a secret of the state was shared with him, and in front of an official from the Reich no less. He was sure not to share this outside of this room, all except, for the Führer’s ears. Determine to keep his promise, he leaned in.
“You have our word. This will not leave this room,” he assured his Elstrean counterpart.
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DEVELOPMENT: THIRD FIVE YEAR PLAN — Phase IX
Year XV Armament Reinforcement Plan The reinforcement plan continues...
GATE Networks More GATE (Galactic Allocation Transit Entry Point) networks are established and built across the major cities and municipalities of the Reich to ease travel.
Public Works programs Further parks and recreational landmarks are built, as well as infrastructure and utilities.
Galaxienhaupstadt and the Victory Monuments Reich Architect Speer continues work on the Galaxienhaupstadt as further buildings, complexes, parks, and monuments are completed.
The dwarven clans
Greater siluth Separated stars Varski Sakoor Grossere deutschland Birdax Loanarea The neo glactic empire Daeztegon New-Order2
this the presentator of Thunder Voice was unusually grim in this galactic broadcast. Given the recent circunstance it was to be expected. What wasn't expected is the announcement. Strangest of all it was a protected broadcast only sent to a select few
"Ladies an' gentlement and anythin' in between an' beyond, we are presenting you a rather special edition o' thunder voice. O' course ye probably learned about tha new reptillian menace and with no doubt ye and yer leader do everythin' ta prepar tha face tha invaders. Wee are here to transmit you a message directly concerning dat : Tha emperor o' mankind and tha high council o' Terra is invitin' all tha nation, human or nae, willin' that join efforts in order tha combat tha galactic threats ta send milittary envoys in a gathering in on tha planet Nostra Ferrum, within Imperial space, for a discussion o' tactics and tha formation of an alliance."
(reminder to everyone grosser deutshland opted out. Don't @ him) (yes i have permitionnn from the mods to @ all of you)
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(Don't include me anymore. I’ve opted out.)
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Gilinson smiled "aye it will be done ! Anythin" else ye want ta tell me or do ye want ta tell me or can we start discussin' 'bout that war ? Unles ya want ta wait for tha othe' nation primarch Horus"
Varski
Primarch Horus: "The best course of action would be to ramp up production of weapons and armor for the Imperial Army. Doing so would allow the Imperium to massively boost the numbers of standard soldiers in preparation for the battles to come."
The dwarven clans
"aye....Ye think tha new wormgate network can handle tha logistics ? Wee can build emergency ones dat are good for a few jumps so maybe we can try ta use sumthin' similar ta conpensate if innit enough."