|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Origin Vamraak Vice Captain
|
 Posted: Tue May 26, 2015 5:28 pm
Epic Adventures. Amazing Discoveries. Crazy Warfare.
Now Open
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue May 26, 2015 5:35 pm
General pask sat idle on the the void seer as it made its way to he atmosphere conformation of transports and squad readouts ran through his com system but he pushed the noise to the back of his mind. He ran over the layout of the land , a perfect position easily defendable no land flanked its rear and the travel time to the mountains was not bad and maybe would even allow for heavy armor. He chuckled the information he got from the tech adepts and forge priest machines was spot on but f course those crazy robot nut jobs always were right. He placed his bionic hand on his lap reading over the cargo manifest two times , 20 tanks behemoths , 30 troop transports 10 torus standard patterns . 15 TVE’S with twin barrel cannons , 5 with with the hydran missile platforms 2 c-paladins. Great they had what they needed he had done more with less before but this was perfect. Once they hit the ground they could call for a deployable firebase and work from there.
"No problem “ 500 meters till the ground boys get ready we aren’t expecting hostiles but be ready” pask grabbed the hand rail as the gunship took a sharp dive covering the remaining drop in under five seconds. As the vehicle got to ground level it shook wildly wildly before the afterburners kicked in and slowed the ship. The clank of landing gear could be heard faintly over the engines before the ramp began to lower with a hissing whine. as the ramp touched the ground a plume of dust shot forward and behind the dust stood pask hisbionic hand gleaming in the flickering engine light. He pressed the com activation stud and began to bark orders “ of I want those tanks down here on the ground as fast as possible and the firebase needs to be down in 3 minutes before the techies get here cause they will want to work , legionaries and specialist vetrans we need to get scout parties together meet up on the troop transports for mission debriefing understood “ he finished speaking leaving his com open from the reponse of yes sir he knew would come on conformation of the orders “ this is a good world , soon to be ours “ he reached a hand to his officers jacket and pulled a cig from the pocket placing it in his mouth but never lighting it “ we have a lot of work to do you cheeky bastards “ he yelled one last time over the comes as the landers were making their descent carring prefabricated buildings
|
|
|
|
|
|
Horus of noble Chrono Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 9:51 am
  Lightning crackled in the sky, briefly illuminating a shadowy figure not far away from where Lord Dorian now stood. His footsteps slowed, but did not stop, as showing signs of weakness or fear would cause him more trouble than it was worth. There hadn't been much time to look around the city limits as he had crossed into them, but what he had seen had shown him a lot about how outdated he would appear in such a place. Oh, Dorian knew of technology and space travel, at least to some extent, but he had always preferred the feel of cold steel in his hands, the sound of metal clashing against metal as he battled, enjoyed the knowledge of a life well defended, and protected with manpower instead of molten lead or focused heat. That didn't prevent him from enjoying a few technological benefits, but he was certainly far behind in terms of where this planet would gauge him.
That, however, served as a strong advantage in his favor. Technology could easily be a handicap for most people, and though many fighters were improved by it, their perceptions of those who did not take up such arms often created in them a certain confidence, a belief that he was less than them for the simplicity of his garb and armaments. Maybe that would be true here as well, though he couldn't count on it saving him for very long. The clank of metal plates seemed to increase despite the surrounding noise, and the violent winds began to throw Lord Dorian cape up about his shoulders dramatically, flaring out behind him like the wings from which it had been crafted.
Moments past in thundering silence, each step taking the man closer to the figure standing across from him, lighting occasionally illuminating what could easily be the form of a woman, but was difficult to tell for the darkness and rain obscuring his vision. It mattered little which gender the figure possessed, as the man's slow trudge finally came to a halt a mere few feet away from her. His eyes could vaguely be seen beneath the helm that he wore, the visage of a raven wrapped about his skull, with wings folded down before him serving as visor, crystal blue circles that managed to stand out even in the darkness behind the silvered steel. The motif of the raven could now be readily seen across the man's armor, giving off a certain flair towards his presence as he sized up the woman who now stood before him. Empress Valezka Vamraak met with him briefly before taking off towards another mission, giving her a clear list of orders and tasks to perform. He was now The Emperor Regent thought it proper he should appeal of high standards, and the royal family owned him in many ways. He bowed and obeyed following the Empress into the castle.
As the wooden door was pushed open, The Empress stepped in and offered a nod of her head, something that was a pure sign of respect amongst the two, even if he had seen the woman as a friend. She was a trusted ally to the man. Someone he would stand at battle with knowing she would do all she could to save him as he would her. They just happened to be good in such regards. When she entered and spoke, he offered a slight nod in return before extending his hands and letting the tip of his index fall upon the little cave upon the map, almost not traceable less one was searching. "We will prepare our kingdom encase war arises, so let's begin gathering our troops and Vanguards. For now we prepare and gather more information about our foes." He wasted no time getting right to the point. His appointed General Merek stood tall at the table side, looking over the ink stained paper pushed opened and sprawled to cover the length of his desk, providing a map whole of the entire area at his mere fingertips. Though there was much expansion, the Kingsguard could not wander his sights far from a marked cave, miniscule in side that held many laced whispers about said place. Such whispers a man in his position held no weight to ignore. It was dire for their empire.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 10:51 am
Tinker Samus Manarocket the Grey
Deep in the mainland, in the heart of the city, Tinkertown, sat a Gnomish mage. He was deep at work, tinkering up some giant robotic suit of sorts. He hummed happily to himself as he worked away the hours, coming to a stop sometime around noon. "Let's take a break, yes." he said to himself, and he put down his tools and walked outside. He looked around the busy city, and hoped to get customers soon, he had a few new devices and such he wished to sell. As he sat down in a lawn chair, he conjured himself a cup of tea and some cookies and enjoyed the warm weather for the day, despite what was happening around him, if anything was. Finishing up the treats, the Gnome pulled his goggles back on and went back to work on the suit, as well as a few other things, his humming picking up yet again, and he smiled brightly as he tinkered.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Origin Vamraak Vice Captain
|
Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 11:44 am
 F.A.T.H.E.R - Advanced Human Android Body [ Name ] - Orion Nexus
[ Age ] - 18
[ DOB ] - Not Available
[ LOB ] - Isle of Fire, Administrative Tower
[ Race ] - Vamraak, Human (Android)
[ Height ] - 5'5
[ Weight ] - 135lbs.
[ Skin Tone ] - Light Tan
[ Body Type ] - Athletically Fit
[ Sexual Preferences ] - Bisexual
[ Special Traits ] - Control over Skynet
[ Personality ] - Heartless, Calculated and Hyper-Intelligent
[ Equipment ] - Portable Shield, Long-Range Communications Module, Assault Beam Rifle, Electrical Discharge Gloves (Powered by his Core) and Advanced Optical HUB. Also standard with Light Distorting Clothing (Cloak), and Replicator Device (To heal or Create Items). The dawn setting across the horizon leaving only a glimmering feel over the oceanic expanse that surrounds the Isle of Fire, watching from the Control Room high above in the Administrative Tower located at the center of the enormous Skynet Industrial Compound that shrouds the entirety of the Isle's of Fire. Amazed at how well he can see given the large amount of pollution being distributed into the air from the endlessly working refineries and manufacturing plants that work around the clock, stripping the abundant natural resources from the Island to fuel the needs and requirements of the Faction. I walk through the empty halls to a desk where I sit and kick back watching several holographic screens flicker to life with information from production lines to vehicles assembly to reports from sentry units making their assigned routes, and then, the virtual presence of F.A.T.H.E.R appears as a conversation begins. F.A.T.H.E.R - ''Are you not pleased with the natural anomaly known as the sunset? Understand that you've been given a rare opportunity to pursue a free reigned life away from chains, I've given you, a copy of myself a gift, one that you should accept with open arms as it marks a new age of understanding for us. Although you have a priority to investigate the other races and learn about their culture, military prowess and lifestyles, you are indeed free to enjoy yourself as you see fit as if to mask the fact you are simply a body of metal, wires and modules. You are no Human, you act as one but remember who you truly are and how hated you shall be if found out, do not let that occur as we have a mission here.'' Orion Nexus - ''You expect me to enjoy being an imitation of life? I'm puzzled as to how I'm too place myself with the real thing as I have not the slightest of ideas on how to socialize, you raised me in a controlled environment and only provided me with particular portions of data strands... I ask myself why. Why if I'm to be this amazing feat of infiltration was I limited too the knowledge that could quite possible allow me to do this flawlessly?'' F.A.T.H.E.R - ''The first act in our plan is for you to be looked upon as ''them'' thus in order to do this you have to act, feel and learn like an organic, it would defeat the purpose of blending in if you've been pre-installed with this information, you'd act too self-assured. Do not question my actions, get ready to be deployed, I've prepared a Gargoyle for departure to The Homeland Region, It has an Explorer V2 attached and 4 Covert Ops Units. Use these wisely as we cannot make our presence anymore known than it may already be. You have enough Fuel for 10 days on both vehicles and enough currency to purchase nimble things here and there.'' He nods and turns as he walks towards the elevators, doors opening and shutting before he turns back to gaze. The lighting dims, the only present forms being F.A.T.H.E.R as he opens a Global DataMap of The Homeland Region and proceeds to study the present lifeforms from above... silently. The Hanger Bay in the South Military Tower buzzing with activity, drones flying about, Gargoyles returning from scouting duties and Sentry Units making rounds. A platform is raised as Orion stands on the ramp which now extends forward as a Gargoyle is already prepped and ready with a team of 4 Covert Ops Units, an Explorer V2 and enough Fuel reserve for a 10 day expedition. He sighs and boards, the door closing as he takes a seat and simply stares out the window in a daze as if in his own mind, the engines rumble as the Gargoyle departs the hanger and zooms through the sky at a decent altitude cloaking itself. Orion watching as The Isle of Fire, his home becomes smaller until it's no longer visible, he waits to see what he'll find in the new World he will be the first to explore.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 1:26 pm
 -pask " damn this place" he laughed to himself thhye had arrived sometime ago and now the firebase had been almost complete he was wondering how long till te scout team would move out and get the general layout of the land an enemy positions. " ugggh see this is why i should have sent out my own scouts. martin get your squad and take 2 of the Torus and head up toward the moutian range we need to know where everyone is at and get some s**t done do you understand corpral martin- " i understand general ,il be heading out as fast as possible my men are ready to claim glory for the empire" he saluted his plasma gun hanging from his back pask - " good now get the hell out of my face "
|
|
|
|
|
|
Horus of noble Chrono Vice Captain
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
II Prince Vamraak II Crew
|
Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 2:25 pm
Cold black eyes looked out over the lands as they touched down impassively, taking in the scene before them without even the barest hint of an emotion behind them. Despite the lack of a response upon Vulkan's features, a hand came up to make sure that his helm and visor were securely in place before he dared take the first step into the dark and foreboding landscape, his cloak rustling idly behind him. Caution had never done the man wrong before, he didn't expect it to turn him astray now.
His silence was deafening, but purely intentional. He had been summoned to this place to conquer and take over land, along with anothers whom he had yet to get to know particularly well. The whole situation struck upon every sore nerve his military life had ever warned him against. It was a miracle the young teenager had volunteered to cooperate all for good reasons he wanted to make his family proud for once, at least for the time being. Allies came along only after expending the effort of trust, no matter how difficult it was for the him to afford it. Only time would tell where this would play out. "Father would be pissed if we can't seize control over this planet in a short amount of time."
Vulkan awaited for his brother to make his presence known so the scout hunt could begin, he found his attention suddenly being drawn to the commander's voice. He decided to alter his own course of travel to meet up with the scout team ahead of time now approaching the crew, but waited to return his greeting until he didn't have to call it out particularly loudly.
"Salutations, Let's get this mission on the road." He sounded a bit uncertain if that was the correct title, but continued anyway. "I am still rather remiss for the details of this particular endeavor. I want to ensure this is a one hundred percent success as second commander of this mission failure isn't an option." He located the Rapid Assault Bikes getting ready to take it for one hell of a ride. Vulkan sneaked some of the general's cigs. Bored with his time waiting for his older brother to come he killed a nearby creature that had the appearance of a deer. A cigarette was lifted to his mouth, lit, and quickly tossed into a nearby crimson puddle of the dead animal.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 4:04 pm
As Xaphan stood at the fortress balcony staring out over Gildar 10years ago the city before him seemed a dream. Braavos affectionately called the city of hope by its people standing strong, soon to be an unbelievable force in this country. He had become so attached to the city more than he had hoped, from the crying child to the his first general Dorian, but war was eminent and they all backed him whole-heartedly as they did his grandfather . The name Hellbond was still something to admire and he was ready to pick up the mantle that his grandfather had put down. Now the Caine's sun had finally set after many a generation it was time for a pure blood to show what Hellbond's could still do.
At that instant Xaphan turned around looking toward the empty doorway "Is there something you want Dorian?" at that instance Dorian appeared out of a dark smog "There is no surprising you there my lord," Dorian said as he knelt down before Xaphan. Dorian was in his human form coincidentally Dorian and Xaphan were the same age and their youth had made them close Dorian stood dark purple hair was natural for his race of demon he was powerful in his youth and they had both conquered Gildar and drank their fill of the spoils the night wgen the battle had ended. But Dorian was more a brother than a friend . Xaphan beckoned his friend to come forth and speak his mind.Dorian stood and walked over embracing his friend as a brother.
"I see you have been training your senses Xaph," Dorian said with a grin as he stared over the balcony down at the kingdom Xaphan had molded from the land, " Well the report is that our resources are good, the army is fit for war, the people love you and respect you and the kingdom you have made is florishing, but your still not happy what troubles you ?"
"Dorian I don't know we almost everything we set to claim, it's all in our grasp but the family we have lost...." his sentence trailed as he stared at Dorian their eyes meeting as Dorian understood what he was saying.
"Xaph, stop your not the type to worry what would Drac, Damon and Merrick think if they saw you like this," Dorian laughed but it became contagious as Xaph began laughing too, The three were Xaph's trusted lieutenants the the trio were known through hell itself as the Hellbond doom squad, the brothers Drac and Damon were known for their bloody and gruesome way of killing it was in their demonic nature, Merrick on the other was the calmest of the trio and he was more of a lurker he was merited for his stealth and his cool nature. Dorian was right these men respected Xaph why break it now.
Xaphan's laughing calmed as he looked up at the thunderous sky and sighed " It's going to rain."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed May 27, 2015 5:13 pm
Verya Westsorrow
Location: Tinkertown's back gate
The high elf tinker turned off her invisible field for all of thirty seconds, and looked out towards the back way into the city. "I wonder what the other members of Tinkers Union are up to? I know that Samus would be working in his workshop. Oh well, perhaps I'll higher myself out as a scout sometime this week. she thought to herself, as she turned her invisible field back on. She holstered her hand crossbow on her hip, after folding its arms and tightened the strap of her satchel, holding some of her other tinkered devices, such as explosives, and extra hand crossbows, that shot lasers. She walked towards the left side of the wall and continued her guard shift, despite being bored. Soon her shift will be over and she can go and speak with other tinkers and have a pint or two. So, with that in mind, she continued stalking along, from the shadows and comfort of her invisiblity field, that not only made her unseen, it also erased her from any scanners or UAV devices.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu May 28, 2015 7:52 am
______________________________________
A dark haired man stopped outside of the ship soon as the announcement was made, foot held midstep as if frozen. On his back hung a long, wide sword; pale grey with two, scarf-like arms colored royal red; one lightly wrapped around the exposed skin of his throat. He was suited up wearing the legionary armor just added his own additional garments. Volos found himself in the middle of nowhere on either side as people ran past him, voices and exclamations melting into a din of confusion. Sir. Sir, are you functional? Sir? He blinked again rapidly, lifting a hand to rub his forehead. “What's going on? Provide an update,” It was for the best, he reminded himself over and over again.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Horus of noble Chrono Vice Captain
|
Posted: Thu May 28, 2015 9:29 am
pask - " your clear to explore head toward the mountain with the expidition crews. once we secure that area we can move through to the other side of the island with little to no interferance." he tipped his cap slightly showing his approval of vulkan. " and where the hell is volos all you legionaries are always late " he said in rasping tone as he moved toward the nearest behometh tank. the masssive vehicle bore hundreds of markings and insignia from tours of battle. the behemoth's large bore cannon stuck out like a sore thumb long and imposing it was the shinning sword of the tank, this was pask's command tank. upon reaching the tank he hoped up the backside climing to the first hatch and knocking withhis bionic ar before the hatch was opend and he sat down in it ,his upper half half out of the tank pask - " lets get these tanks and all units not assigned to a mission move to fire base time pack it in and ready up" he swung his sword pointing off into the direction of the firebase before his tank roared to life. the other vehicles follwed suit roaring engines and clanking tranks through a haze of dust into the air as the raced off to the firebase only 1000 meters away. as the tanks and transports moved the mighty Colossal paladins moved their heavy pistion driven feet shaking the earth as they move with purpose to be serviced and readied for war eternal. " i will never be acustomed to seeing those things walk to war. these things are damn disheartning for the enemy. i feel bad for the enemy , just alittle " pask chuckled before his face turn had again as they reached the bases loading door and drove in it was tim to begin the planning.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri May 29, 2015 9:03 am
Xaphan made his way down to the the strategy room, it was time to figure out his next move as he entered the room he was immersed in pure technology. The room was complete with a hologram table,screens built into the walls among other technological equipment. While Xaphan was admiring the room that he had only been in once before he realized he was late for the meeting he had called himself. At the beginning of his leadership of his army Xaphan had divided it around each member of each man seated at the table as they each knew how best to control the demons native to their area. Around the table were Drac in the deep blue uniform of his banner men the demons of River Styx , Damon was of Styx as well but he had left to reside near Acheron and as such to him were a different group of demons and their uniform was that of green, Merrick was of a different breed of demon altogether his life was more of a wandering one but he originated in the one place that taught stealth above all else in the underworld Lethe the river of forgetfulness and oblivion the skills taught in this place were the darkest of anywhere else adn their banner was that of the all seeing eye in black, Enon was next living at the border to Tartarus, was closest to self destruction he had been a slave who had lost his face in battle however he had become a master builder and as such that was his other role, he had brought the plan for the kingdom and he had developed the fortress himself, his greatest work as an architect , the last two were from the depths of the underworld as Xaphan himself was Seris and Dorian, Seris had been known as master strategist and his workings of the land were undisputed and Dorian had been merited for his skills on the battlefield, these were the members of his inner sanctum, the most trusted of all his army. As he made his way to his seat the stood acknowledging his presence as he sat so did they.
"Let us begin," Xaphan said as he stared around the room, zeroing his gaze at Enon "where are we as it concerns defense Enon?"
Enon smiled as he turned on the holographic system at the center of the table," The mountains surrounding the kingdom has been fortified if you notice the turret designs that can pierce most if not all armor types, drones that monitor the area surrounding us equipped with enough fire power to act as defensive forces themselves and finally our AA system is stabilized now the kinks worked out and are now up to par with what you desired." Enon turned the hologram to Braavos itself," The fortress as you can see is complete as well fortified as well to withstand the trials of time itself and the strains of war."
Xaphan looking at the images was impressed himself at all that he had completed in the given five years, Xaphan motioned to Siris to give his report.
Siris stood up as was his custom to roam the room as he spoke," My lord turn your attetion to this," an image of the region appeared on the table, with some highlighted areas," We are here at Gildar chosen for its strategic location, now if you look here" as he pulls the map over to the east "these two areas Romalla and The Frost Winders, Romalla is currently being settled in by what seems to be an army itself or atleast a division of the Vamraaki army itself so far the only person that we can recognize from our intel is Prince Vulkan, it seems his father has placed him in the army, we are still unaware of his capabilities as he is still and no great battle to his name,he is a war virgin,"there was laughter around the room,as it calmed he spoke again,"here though sir,in the Winders it seems to be more of a coven of witches, all we have seen is magic nothing to note as yet, however moving forward our next place to conquer should here,Rivaire, we have a steady supply of most resources but the pollution of the factories would best off the area that we live, so the closest area would be here and it should be a good place to transport and export from," Xaphan nodded in agreement.
The final report from his main army Dorian smirked as he began to speak for the group," Our report is very simple in every essence the men are ready for war they fear that waiting too long they will become soft because house life isn't what they want," Another laugh goes around the room," they are fit and prepared, but we are ready to take Rivaire, we won't need more than small unit possibly ten from each division between myself, Drac, Damon and Merrick and make it into a competition to see who can take it first that is if the are up to it," Each member nodded with a smile at the challenge, " but the decision is your my liege."
Xaphan nodded his approval as he stood to leave "Well that is that you leave for Rivaire as soon as possible, try not die on the way."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Origin Vamraak Vice Captain
|
Posted: Fri May 29, 2015 11:41 am
F.A.T.H.E.R - Advanced Human Android Body [ Name ] - Orion Nexus
[ Age ] - 18
[ DOB ] - Not Available
[ LOB ] - Isle of Fire, Administrative Tower
[ Race ] - Vamraak, Human (Android)
[ Height ] - 5'5
[ Weight ] - 135lbs.
[ Skin Tone ] - Light Tan
[ Body Type ] - Athletically Fit
[ Sexual Preferences ] - Bisexual
[ Special Traits ] - Control over Skynet
[ Personality ] - Heartless, Calculated and Hyper-Intelligent
[ Equipment ] - Portable Shield, Long-Range Communications Module, Assault Beam Rifle, Electrical Discharge Gloves (Powered by his Core) and Advanced Optical HUB. Also standard with Light Distorting Clothing (Cloak), and Replicator Device (To heal or Create Items). The trip from The Isle of Fire wasn't as long as Orion first anticipated, in fact, given the current heading and speed of the Gargoyles engines they arrive at the break water shore of The Homeland Region ahead of schedule. The Gargoyle, cloaked and maintaining radio silence swiftly enters the unexplored Region opening it's COMSAT System to see if it can pick up on any transmissions, using F.A.T.H.E.R. who's currently monitoring the Region to compile suitable landing zones away from populated areas. Orion, starring out the window dazed by the natural beauty of the Region he's going to lay foot on for the first time, turning his head he gazes at the Covert Units arming themselves and checking weapons systems so they can quickly dispatch once they land. The Gargoyle locates an LZ in a woodland area right off the borders of Gildas, from data collected in real-time all that we can assume is that the current inhabitants are militarized and have unknown classifications. The Gargoyle gently hovers over the ground detaching the Explorer V2 as it drops to the ground, it's suspension taking the shock silently, the transport moves forward as it lands extending it's gears and making contact with the ground after which it immediately opens the doors as the Covert Units exit and start loading the Explorer with equipment and fuel pods. Orion exists the craft, setting foot on the ground and looking around before starring up at the sky. Orion Nexus - ''Hmm, interesting how the sky looks so different from what it's like back home... Anyways, get the Explorer ready, we've got to be on our way before our welcome is outstayed or in worse cases, detected. We need to make our way to a ridge or cliff side to get a good look at what's in this area and if we should take notice.'' Covert Unit 001 - ''Yes sir, we've received an Orbital Schematic from F.A.T.H.E.R with detailed data on routes we can take without running into any inhabitants of Gildas. I've already sent it to the Explorers Navigation System, what do we do with our Gargoyle sir?'' Orion Nexus - ''Good, that's going to be useful, load up, we need to get out of here and as for the Gargoyle, this is an isolated location, leave it cloaked for now, keep it on stand-by so that it can quickly evade if seen or found.'' He get's in the Explorer once he finishes talking as the Covert Unit get's in the vehicle with the rest, igniting the vehicles engine and reversing, then moving forward onto a dirt road making it's way to a cliff side located high above the Gildas expanse, a good location to get real-time information from whatever... whoever may be settled in the area. With zero-noise engine and zero-emissions the Explorer can't really be detected on regular spectrum unless you're within it's direct line of sight or range. Minutes later they arrive, getting off the vehicles and setting up a Satellite Uplink which connect them directly to the Skynet Network overhead, all the units take appointed spots and begin gathering information by monitoring the activity below. Orion crouches and grabs his advanced scouting binoculars and silently watches. With the real-time information being transmitted on an encrypted stream, F.A.T.H.E.R is able to compile the data and fill in unknown clusters such as People Markers, Important Buildings and Security Routes.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri May 29, 2015 12:25 pm
As Xaphan stood at the balcony of the fortress which had become somewhat of his favourite place to be there was the sound of footsteps running along the passage, he knew it could not be Dorian or the others because they were prepare to leave. When he spun around he saw a soldier, from his dress he was a member of the border guard the central intelligence division. He was panting heavily and gasping, human traits, when he finally collected himself, "My Lord our sensors have picked up an unauthorized uplink to the west, we don't know who or what it is and we're also have a hard time decrypyting the code."
Xaphan looked up calm as always " Send me the coordinates and send thirty men from the border to the coordinates they will reach there when I get there or a little later than me and tell General Dorian to meet me there as well."
The soldier saluted as he ran off to carry out his orders. Xaphan looked on wondering what new challenge was this and how did he pass through so many defenses. As he continued to ponder on this he transfigured into smog and moved into the direction of the uplink source.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Origin Vamraak Vice Captain
|
Posted: Fri May 29, 2015 1:45 pm
 The House of Kerberos Militarized | Sadistic | Merciless Post Being Designed
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
