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  1. I thought you had left... Yet people repeated your stance on your return.
  2. Mods, don’t have the power to deal with it, and the admins just don’t care. I agree with you @Seylos, and my sentiments are exactly the same. If this is what it takes to bring that to people’s attention then so be it.
  3. Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t realise you all planned an entire RP which totally ignored the fact I had a huge fleet surrounding Derthalen and just thought it was ok to bypass all of that. Godmodding - meet logic. And since my petitions for improvement around here is continually ignored, I’ll just approach this in the same manner as everyone else. Adapton forces have been in the area for months, planned for an invasion of GS, with the foresight for an invasion of Derthalen. My previous months of RP have been quite obviously building up to either one of these possibilities. There is a very heavy Adapton naval and air contingent in the area and as my previous RPs have stated there has been a gradual increase in land forces. Small insertion teams, with the purpose of destroying key infrastructure and strategic positions I admit would never stand up to a full counter attack by Derthalen forces. But I’d imagine, based in Derths Air Force, and anti-Air and their age/focus, the initial air war would at the very least see Adapton superiority, if not air supremacy. Which would make a full scale Derthalen counter attack ineffective. At least long enough for the Adapton assault to hit its mark and withdraw. This first assault should in essence slow down Derths ability to regain those areas since his military relies heavily on a world war 1 style mobilisation network. Which would give Adapton, and in theory allied forces, enough time to mount a more total invasion.
  4. A good 48 hours had passed at this point, and serious analysis of the unknown vessel was starting to be returned. It had been determined that the heavy oxidisation seemed to be stagnant. As in, the oxidisation process had stopped, and not continued beyond a specific point in time. More interestingly, was a carbon dated samples from the ship, seemed to indicate the vessel was many thousands of years old. Investigators had, as such, declared the findings as inconclusive. Similar investigations around the captured prisoner were also yielding interesting results. An increased level of aggression was noted by the captive, as time gone on. Provisions offered to the captive were all ignored, with the exception of water. In which the prisoner seemed to have a fervour for. Eventually, the medical crew on board the Salamis were forced to sedate the captive, due to the highhanded aggression. Faustia sat alone at her desk in her quarters. Only one dim light gave the room a sense of life, that and the muted tones of conversation. "...In summary, the situation seems peculiar. I'd like permission to investigate further. I haven't disclosed the findings to Agamanon yet, I thought best to directly report to the High City." Faustia's voice was heavy with seriousness. An unmistakable tone returned from the dim light. "You were right to inform Aedesia. We've pulled you from Agamanon's operations, and given you cover. He is unaware. I've authorised a contingent of Apostles to rendezvous with you in the next few days. Two agents will arrive. They will be directly under the command of Aedesia, but you have the right to utilise them as you see fit. I'd like you to maintain control of the Seylosians, and Fulgistanis. They know of this, make sure, they keep it quiet. I've ordered the Informationes Officium Bellica to begin off-info operations to limit the spread of this incident. You're the sole responsibility of this operation now Faustia. Because of the nature of this, we're limited in the scope of support we can offer, that being said. You have our full backing. Use the measures you have to hand in anyway possible. We will support you." "Thank you Augustus." The light dissipated. And Faustia was now alone in the lifeless room again. Contemplating the scenario she was in.
  5. I feel like if we are going for such a far future setting, then FTL will be a given. Probably likely having been a staple for thousands of years. I think we need to establish a core reason as to why we are exploring, to make it worth while. Questions like: Is there a common enemy? What is the gain? What is the threat? Why band together? What's at stake? As for the D&D elements. We're going to have to approach the RP in a similar sense was you would a D&D campaign, albeit, with no GM. So I we will have to have a consensus OOC.
  6. I'm in. I think the outlines above work well. I have a good understand of where Adaptus would be at this point. Or at least, its successor would be. What we do need to establish, is technology. We need to understand the limitations, and paradigms of the technology of this time. Otherwise, we end up with chaos around what is viable and what isn't. This setting is in the realms of things such as Foundations, Dune, and Warhammer 40K in regards of where it sits in terms of "far future". So I'd suggest we can use such works to roughly gauge a viable technological level. Now this isn't to say technology is a constant. It's likely there are varying levels of this. But this absolutely needs to be established before we continue. Secondly, we need a rough plot. At least a starting plot. From what SSI is saying, we're looking at an almost D&D style experience. Small in scale, focusing on a handful of characters, with empires, and nations playing secondary, and scene setting roles. Might be worth discussing this via Discord to establish a goo baseline, and return here would an overview.
  7. VPS Updated Catalogue for 2018/2019. It's been a long time coming, but finally, we have collated our updated catalogue. Below you will find the current lineup of VPS products available for purchase. Todays update will focus on small arms. AR-36 Family. AR-36x. The AR-36 family of assault weapons, developed by Vicarus subsidiary Adapton Rifles, started with the original AR-36a at the beginning of the century. This instantly became the frontline rifle of the Adapton armed forces, as well as several others across the region. The platform was further developed as time went on, eventually ending the main arch of development with the AR-36x shown above. The X model refined, and mitigated many of the initial drawbacks of the original weapon and launched the platform into a corner stone of the VPS development process. The AR-36x was also pivotal to the development of the MR-C1, which we will discuss later. The platform does continue today in the form of the AR-38 rifle, which is a forked development of the AR-36 and is currently in service with the Adapton military. Shown below: AR-38m. The AR-36 and derivative platforms are, with the exception of the original AR-36a and AR-36b are all modular, gas-operated, rifles. Standard caliber is the 5.56 ARC round, with the modular versions being able to chambered for 6.2 ARX, 6.8 ARG and 7.62 ARH arounds. Once again, all modular variants come as standard with modular rail systems. Models currently available are as follows: AR-36a - Original Rifle. AR-36b - A secondary derivative of the original rifle developed in parallel with a focus on the 6.2 ARX round. AR-36x - End of Development Rifle. AR-36xl - A dedicated long barrel version of the AR-36x. AR-38m - Modular rifle based on the AR-36 platform, but a fork of the development. Vicarus x4 Series. VR-x4 Rifle. The x4 series is a unique concept developed by Vicarus, in that it tried to address the issue of having multiple platforms across multiple roles of firearm, and attempted to bundle those together. Three weapons were produced from this development, the VR-x4 Assault rifle, CR-x4 a pistol caliber rifle/sub-machine gun, and the VP-x4, a dedicated pistol side arm. The project yielded successful results, and achieved its goal of drastically reducing production costs, and therefore the overall cost of the firearm to the end user. This was achieved by unifying the receiver, rear furniture, and stock, and pistol grip, across the entire platform. Producing identical units saved production costs, as well as time-to-market costs, allowing us to pass those savings onto the customer. The weapons themselves preformed well in tests, with the pistol being adopted unanimously by the Adapton military, and the VC and VR variants seeing limited use throughout their large arsenal of arms. The x4 Series are all gas operated, weapons. The VC and VP variants utilise 9mm Vic Pistol caliber, while the VR can be chambered for both 5.56 ARC and 6.2 ARX rounds. Models currently available: VR-x4 - Standard Modular Rifle. VC-x4 - Pistol caliber rifle/SMG. VP-x4 - Dedicated pistol caliber side arm. Modular Rifle - Caseless Series. MR-C 1. The famous Modular Rifle - Caseless weapon series, if the poster rifle for Vicarus. Developed by Adapton Rifles, as far back as the year 2000. The rifle entered service with the Adapton military once it became available in 2007. The main design brief came from the Adapton military, with the goal being to design a modern, highly modular weapon, able to deliver high accuracy, and high penetration to suit the Adapton shift in military philosophy. In addition to this, a low detection, and discreetness were also additional bonus goals of the project. Fortunately this was entirely achieved thanks to the innovative design, and production. The MR-C series today comprises of the MR-C 1.0, 1.5 and the soon to be released 2.0. The weapon platform has direct integration with the Vicarus IWS (Integrated Weapon System), which allows the wielder to sync the weapons on board FCU (Fire Control Unit) to the wearers information systems, to actively monitor the weapons performance, current ammunition, and health status. Additionally, the platform used refine plastics, carbon, and lighter metals in its construction to make it a lighter, but stronger platform, in turn making the rifle series an incredibly durable firearm. The innovations continue with of course, the now famous 6.8 ARGc round. A proprietary baseless version of the 6.8ARG round. These rounds are stored in a 40 round magazine, which is laterally mounted in the rear of the bullpup design. The rounds being righted inside the furniture of the weapon upon entering the chamber of the weapon. A system perfected in the AR-11 files of the 1980s. To help facilitate this loading process, the rounds are of course, caseless. This means the outer casing usually surrounding the round does not exist. Instead, each round is encased in a block of ignitable composite propellant, which burns once ignited. Unfortunately, the details of this process are highly classified. However this allows the rounds to be compacted into a much tighter space allowing for more rounds to be carried. The main downside is the build up of residue from the propellant. However this is cleverly cleared out utilising the gas systems which is cycled at a higher pressure than normal. However it is important that regular maintenance is carried out to prevent blockages. Additionally to circumvent this, the block, and barrels are completely modular. Which reduces the buildup over a long period of time. Allowing each breach to maintain optimal performance for at least 300 hours, while additional breaches are cleaned. Models available MR-C 1.0 - First edition of the rifle. MR-C 1.5 - A slightly improved varian of the rifle, improving the breach self-clean system. MR-C 2.0 (Due 2019).
  8. Some time had passed since the confrontation of the unknown vessel. Whilst both the Fulgistani and Adapton marines were still present investigating the ship, the captive had been retrieved, and was now in a holding cell aboard the Salamis. Several of the on board medicus (medics or doctors) however, had acquired quite the curiosity about their new addition. Upon initial medical inspection, several peculiarities were noted, as a result, the captive was placed under a closer watch. Despite still being unconscious. The lead physician onboard has noted the very pale skin of the man, which seemed to shift to a blue, or green hue, depending on which way the light shone. In addition to this, it seemed as they his skin was covered in a sort of constant perspiration, making it appear oily, or even scaly in some light. It was also noted, that the man was almost completely hairless, save for some blonde hairs on the ridges of his brow. Although the examiners were still unclear whether this was actual blonde, or whether the man was in-fact albino. That analysis would have to wait. Meanwhile, the unknown ship was yielding interesting data. The composition of the ships hull was bizarre to say the least. Appearing metal, but heavily oxidised, almost as if the ship was made of bronze. Which was of course, seemed unfathomable. The outer coating, which was first noticed by the drone footage was, as yet, undetermined. But was providing a bit of a hinderance to properly investigating the ship, since the coating seemed to obstruct the boarding teams the further down into the hull they ventured. One thing, which had been noted, was the absolute lack of any form of munitions onboard the vessel. Faustia had ordered a full intel team to make their way to the ship, to throughly investigate, which the current finders were sent to the allied vessels in the area.
  9. Clambering footsteps against the marble floors of the High City was all that filled the large corridors between rooms in the main chamber, as the Principals ended their latest round of discussions. As the mass of one hundred or so elite of Adapton society adjourned for the day, an angelic figure approached an older silhouette in the procession. This older woman was lead down a separate corridor by the heavenly figure, which seemed to glide across the marble floor rather than walk. The two rounded several corners before descending what seemed like several flights of stairs, however in the High City, it was impossible to have a true orientation of where one was going. Eventually, they approached a darker room, one slightly uncharacteristic of the usual aesthetic usually followed by this citadel. In this room stood several clad in military attire, while others donned traditional Principal togas. There were around a dozen others in the room. The older woman could see quite clearly that these were the foremost Principals from the Imperium. All of which, now had their eyes on her. Finally, after an arduous pause, the silence was broken. "Helen, welcome." Came a voice. "Greetings all. This is somewhat odd." Helen replied. Just then, the form of a man came forth from a shadowed corner of the room, and approached a large marble and gold table which stood in the centre of the room. Donning robes of pure gold, lined with a crimson beading, the figure startled Helen. "Augustus! I thought you were abroad?!" Helen quizzed with awe. "Aye that I was. However I am required to attend to other, more pressing matters. I feel the West is in good hands between Agamanon, and Taxiles. I'm sure they can carve out a fine presence for us." Augustus somewhat rambled, however, no one here would stop him. "As Principalis Epistula, I have a request of you." "Of course Augustus." Helen replied with intrigue. "I have a message I'd like you to send, It should be forwarded to you soon. Please make sure it reaches its recipient in good time. Once this delivered, I have several communications I'd like you to relay to the following people..." Augustus continued to prate into the night. __________________________________________________________ **Encrypted Communique** TO: His Holy Imperial Majesty, Kommodos III, of the Greater Holy Ahromanoi, @Tagmatium Rules FROM: High Ethereal Caesar Augustus III, of the Grand Alexandrian Realm, Adaptus. Greetings Kommodos. I hope you are well, and time is treating you with the care and respect such a Holy father deserves. I am in no doubt, you and your Ahromanoi are aware of the state of affairs we find ourselves in today. Many of our former allies, neighbours, and friends, have succumbed to time. Stability within our continent on this Eurth is eroding, and our small subcontinent appears to be alone. Our joint efforts have gone well to secure our homelands, and our Aroman realms, but I think we both understand that times are changing, and not necessarily along the old lines, and narratives. Power is slowly ebbing away from Europa, and is ever growing in the West. We both have had our own agendas in the West recently, and only rightly so. But, I feel, and I no doubt you too recognise this, that there are limitation to our endeavours as single actors. Whilst both our respected sovereigns wield significant dynamisms in our own rights. It's apparent that emerging entities in the West threaten to push our initiatives to the brink of their capabilities. I appreciate the Aroman bond we share, and that our histories, and ancestries are bound forever. And that our roots are intertwined. Our closeness and unity has, forever, been the core of the Occident. But it seems, our legacy, however solid, is in jeopardy. I would like to request that we both convene, as it seems the time is right for us to do so. Perhaps it may be appropriate to rendezvous at the site of the great city itself. As I believe the time has come, for those bonds to be asserted once again. Sincerely, your Frater Aromanus, Augustus.
  10. Country: The Grand Federal Imperium of Adaptus. Driver, Age, Gender: Khloe Tymichae, 16, Female. Co-Driver, Age, Gender: Dylanos Tymichae, 48, Male. Car Make, Model and Year. Hondii Civicus FK8 Ludo (Honda Civic FK8 Type R Touring Car with slight modifications.) Khloe and Dylanos are a father daughter team of accomplished rally drivers from Adaptus. They have been competing for several years and have reached the top tier of the Adapton Rally circuit, despite Khloe not even being of legal driving age. The car, is provided by Hondii, and will be provided by the Hondii Ludo (Sport) Arm of the company. It is a modified version of the Touring Car used in the ATCC. Equipped with a prototype AWD system being developed and tested by Hondii for future vehicles. The car is slightly heavier than the touring car version, however has had an increase in power to help with the added weight.
  11. The Adapton Fireteam had rendezvoused at the pre-determined section of the ship where they expected the Fulgistani troops to meet them, however the Madrianos were not to be seen. The now three marines, held their position, and checked their communication systems for updates. The fourth marines, who had stayed back with the captured sailor was making his way back to the gangway by the bridge for extraction with said captive over his shoulder. But the transport helicopter wouldn't be back on scene for another 8 minutes. Suddenly, a series of explosions and gunshots rang out. The three fireteam members looked at one another with readied weapons. A ping on their monocle systems notified them from the circling drones, that the explosions and shots were from the Fulgistani team. The Adapton marines lowered their readies weapons. The lead marine turned back to his other team members. "Stand fast. According to the drones, they're closing in." The marine radioed back to the Salamis. "Any chance you could either radio link us to these amateurs, or ping them and tell them to wrap their fire before they accidentally fire off in our local!" Just as the marine finished radioing back, a large metal clank could be heard, followed by another explosion. This time the explosion seemed to be very close by. The marine immediately screamed out in Common. "STOP F*CKING THROWING GRENADES! WE'RE RIGHT HERE!" Quickly, as if reading his mind, the Fulgistani phrase for stop sprung across his monocle system. "F*CKING, TING-ZEE!" He bellowed in the worst broken Fulgistani one could fathom given the circumstances.
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  13. The Adapton helicopter has levelled itself above the unknown ship's bridge. The two remaining drone craft circling and covering it's hover. As it steadied itself The three aircraft in tandem fired off a barrage of flares and lit the entire night sky as if it was day. The unknown vessel had fallen silent. Eerily silent. Four lines dropped down from the transport aircraft. And the first four of the Adapton marines repelled down onto the bridge. With the final two following shortly after. The three helicopters instantly retreated back to the safety of the Salamis. The Adapton team of six moved in silence, which made the boarding action seem even more eerie. Clad in black, with black case-less rifles, there was no trace of the presence of the Adaptons aboard the ship. They noticed almost immediately upon boarding how old the ship seemed to be. No technology of a modern vintage appeared present at all. After gaining entry to the bridge by somewhat old fashioned methods, by Adapton standards, they made their way through the command tower of the ship. The bridge itself was vacant, with no sign anyone had even been on the bridge during the confrontation. Eventually, the team moved off the bridge and into the lower part of the tower silently but quickly. They split into two sections of three each. Moving with grace and precision. Suddenly, the unmistakable sound of one of the case-less rifles firing off twice, the famous double tap of the Adapton military. The section leader called out across the cross-com system. "Status?" "One X down, room clear. Investigating then proceeding." As the shooter approached the corpse of the now neutralised attacker, it seemed to have vanished. None of the team members seemed to notice, just one minute a body was there, the next, it wasn't. As they rounded the next corner, expecting an injured assailant to be there, they were assailed by another. This time the lead team member parried away a bare handed attack from an almost wild looking assailant. As the savage attacker reared for another assault, the men suddenly noticed, there was something wrong here. An almost feral expression was across the mans face. As he lunged forward, a swift counter-move from the lead marine side stepped the attacker. Followed by a quick swipe to the legs, and as the attacker tumbled a sharp thud to the back of the head saw him fall to the floor unconscious. "One secured." Came across the comm system. "Tag and retrieve." Came the reply. The team continued on their boarder action, en route to rendezvous with the Fulgistani teams.
  14. No maybe. I'm definitely smashing Derth's metaphorical anus.
  15. Faustia received the communications from the Fulgistani ship, and captain Fagiole. She initiated a reply communication. "Solidarity, this is Captain Faustia of the Salamis. We're already preparing a boarding group via air. I am relaying our intelligence and radio communications to your ship for collaboration with your boarding teams. Our 6 strength team is looking to board the bridge from above. If you can spare the manpower to secure the fore and aft we can rendezvous teams at the centre deck before clearing the lower decks together. I will prepare some AA suppression if we can coordinate AA suppression together can get a better chance at the teams landing first time." She then turned back to her weapons officer. "Target the unknown vessels weapon systems, and engine systems, suppress their AA fire, and try and pin them where they are. Try and coordinate with the other vessels to get effective focus fire." The Weapons Officer nodded, and continued to carry out his duties. Within a few moments, the Salamis had retargeted it's weapons and was now firing from it's bow gun, and suppression batteries at the vessels weapon systems, focusing on crippling it's ability to effectively manage any anti-aircraft actions.
  16. "The Ardent has a confirmed hit captain! It seems the unknown ship is still holding however." Came a voice from the intelligence officer. Faustia, peered out into the darkness, the flashing of lights on the bridge lit up behind her. She zoned out of the chattering, and rushed atmosphere, until, unto her mind, the bridge was silent. She focused herself, calculating. It seemed like several minutes had passed, but it must have only been a few seconds. She closed her eyes briefly. Turned to her Intelligence Office, and to her Weapons Officer, and began her battle sermon. "Co-ordonate the drones to counter any offensive activity. Arm forward phalanx. Launch Perseus 1 through to 3. Flash at 11 though to 2. Concentrate bow fire intermittent between Perseus launch. On Mark. Communicate to flotilla, crescent moon advance on target. Screen fire. Let the drones do their work..." Immediately her officers began pouncing into action. Within seconds the ships began to co-ordonate their advance. A Perseus missile fired off into the dark, directly towards the target, a second after, the main bow gun of the Salamis fired intermittent shots out. Three of the Salamis' drone craft had advanced on the unknown ship. It was at this point the flotilla got their first visual glimpse of the vessel via the video feeds. In the dark the ship, of a frigate size, could be made out, however faint. Markings along it's hull could be seen, although disseminating exactly what they were was impossible. It seems also as if the ship was somehow covered in something. What, it wasn't clear, but an eerie oxidised, and overgrown look could be made out. Suddenly a reply salvo was fired from the unknown vessel, it was almost unearthly how rapidly the counter manoeuvre was engaged. All the while the ship never seemed to wane under the pressure of battle. It was unsettling. Fortunately the drone craft detected the reply attack, with one drone tagging the incoming missile. Soon after the missile was tagged, the unknown ship, as if telepathically knowing, ripped a burst from its close in weapons system, splitting the drone in half, before it erupted into flames mid flight. The Salamis in return opened with it's forward Phalanx guns and pierced the missile from the sky. The first Perseus missile had overshot it's target, while the second was launched. This time with a more stable target acquisition in place. To add to the maelstrom, the remaining drones opened fire with their support missile systems. clashing into the desk of the unknown ship, an starting the first visible fires. The night sky have become illuminated by the salvos roaring through the air, and not the flares launched for the Salamis had reached their zenith in the night, the ocean bound battlefield could now be seen. Quite possibly the most intense naval engagement since the Long War was currently underway. But, the horror was far from over.
  17. The Salamis had been preparing to host an intelligence meeting between the captains of the ships within the makeshift coalition flotilla as the Fulgistani ship approached. However, before arraignments could be made, the attending intelligence officer called out across the bridge. "Captain! Unknown vessel has been sighted on OTHRN, and RADAR contact is established. The ship bears no markings, or ensigns. It looks to be of frigate class or size. Attempts to make contact are not being answered. The ship is heading at full power. We've detected weapons arming." Faustia looked shocked. "What the.... Pirates? But a ship so large? Christ! Open a hail!" "Aye captain... Broadcasting." Replied the intelligence officer. "Attention approaching vessel." Faustia began. The broadcast was covering all frequencies, those aboard the other ships should have picked up the hail. "This is Captain Faustia of the Federal Imperial Vessel Salamis. Abort your advance, disarm your weapons, or we will be forced to engage." Silence returned over the communications. She continued. "I repeat. This is Captain Faustia of the FIS Salamis. Abort your advance!" Silence again. "Oh for fu..." Faustia muttered to herself. "Weapons teams. Bring the bloody missile batteries up now and take aim! And bring the bow gun up." She turn back to the communications array in-font of her. "Unknown vessel. This is your last warning!" As she began, she noticed the Fulgistani vessel begin to advance. "Stand down, abort your advance, or prepare to be engaged!" This time, the vague fizzle and static of a bad radio communications line became clear. It fuzzed and crackled for several seconds. Eventually, a gravelly, and broken voice came back. "[Static]..It.... Must [Static]... Be.... Sent [Static]." The radio then fell silent. Faustia, looked to her intelligence office. "f*cks sake! Full speed! These bastards won't get near us!' Sharply the vessel hurled itself onto it's bearing. And with a lurch, and powerful heave, it propelled itself forward, tearing through the water, whilst smoke bellowed from it's now antiquated stack. Throwing itself into weapons range, alongside the Solidarity.
  18. By now the Salamis had arrived on scene, and the original boarding party had just returned, relived by a a part from the Seylosian ship. The marines had found nothing. Which, was interesting in itself, as they had literally found nothing. No logs in the vessels archive, no manifest, nothing. No signs that anyone had ever even set food on the ship. Even the pantry had been emptied. This Puzzled Faustia and her officers. As if there had been pirates on board, and a confrontation took place, there would be some evidence. But there was nothing. What was even more interesting, that the cargo of the ship was still intact. Whatever this was, it didn't have any hallmarks of the usual pirate raid. What stirred the puzzled officers was the fact that the Sullen Wind, the Fulgistani ship, was totally gone. No trace. Pirates never took an entire ship, they took what they needed and left. This was highly unusual. Faustia had ordered the communications and intelligence officers to assume control of the drones on board the destroyer, and sent the out on long range patrols to find the missing ship, or at least some sign of evidence to give them a suggestion as to what was going on. In the mean time, she thought it best to liaise with her counterpart onboard the Seylosian ship. ______________________________________ A hailing frequency was opened to the Ardent. Faustia began in common. "Ave! My name is Captain Faustia, I am currently in command of the FIS Salamis. We have been conducting intelligence gathering and investigations of what transpired here as part of our operational parameters in the local anti-piracy and anti-slavery task force. We thought it would be best we invited you across to our ship to pool resources and consult on our findings."
  19. The waters just south of Adrotiri were relatively calm in comparison to the storms further to the south and east. The FIS Salamis had just left port to begin patrols as part of the ongoing anti-piracy and anti-slavery operations. She was a larger Destroyer class ship, which had only recently arrived in the area. Older in design, but recently undergoing a refit to modernise. During the process, she was given a new Captain. Faustia had recently been promoted to the position of captain, and the Salamis was her first ship. Passing into international waters, Faustia had commanded the ship begin long range communication sweeps. It wan't long before the distress call from the Beaumont was detected. One of the ships officers brought the communications to the captains attention. "What can we gather from this information." She questioned. An officer presented several transcripts to her before replying. "It seems, from our monitoring and probing of the communications channels from the ship. The Beaumont had rendezvoused with a Fulgistani ship - the Sullen Wind - for added security, and passage through the storm. The communications lead us to believe that there was some form of attack on the ships. No doubt there will be a Fulgistani and Seylos response to this. Although, we can probably be onsite of the incident first if we press now. We have several drone craft which can probe the area within the next few hours or so now that the storm has subsided somewhat. It does fall within out operating parameters." "Good work. Launch the drone craft to begin analysis of the area, and set course for the last known site of communications. Bring the weapons teams to alert ready in case there are still pirates in the area. Establish base OTHRN relays back to Adrotiri. Lets see if we can build a picture of this. Who do we have in the area for support?" Faustia asked. "Well we can expect Fulgistani support, one of their ships was involved, and we do have good relations. Same is said for Seylos. But in terms of our own naval support, the Plato is due to return to Adrotiri for resupply in the next few days, so we can request additional support from her. And the Poseidon is also en route from Blockade operations." "Send requests to both the Plato and Poseidon for pre-action notifications and alert readiness. But we can manage for now on our own." "Yes captain. I'll process the requests." Several minutes later the Salamis hard turned to align with the destination bearing, and set it's sights on the last known communication location of the Beaumont. Unknown to the crew however, this was not a routine pirate hunt.
  20. Under the Sea - The Little Mermaid.
  21. Once again, in the hallowed halls of the High City, footsteps could be heard echoing through the marble halls. Two men, flanked by the ever present Hypaspists, made their way to one of the smaller meeting halls of the High City. As they approached the arched entranceway. Two angelic figures appeared, and then as if floating, they hurried away, in utter silence. The glaring light of this new room for a brief second blinded the two men as they entered. Quickly their eyes adjusted, and as they did, the flanking Hypaspists had now taken up their position to the entranceway. And before them stood a woman. Wearing traditional brilliant white Toga praetexta, with a solid diagonal strip of violet across the chest. She stood, in almost effortless natural beauty, with long light brunette hair, with an ever so slight twist to the locks. Her skin seemed pure, while she stood, not very tall, but very slender. Her figure was impeccable. She was starring at the two men. "Principal Aedesia!? I thought you were in Bonesis, at the academy?" One of them men said, with a somewhat shocked, and surprised tone. "Afternoon to you too Taxiles." She smiled, and then turned to the second man. "Antonius." She again nodded and smiled. Antonius smiled and nodded in return. "Aedesia." It was clear now, these two men where the two generals Antonius, who had been tasked with securing the Northern territories, and the former Beautancus. Which was in it's final stages. And the general Taxiles, who had been tasked with securing the southern terrorises, and liberating former Alexandrian lands from the Euclidian threat. This also was now in it's final stages. The two had been both sent for by Augustus, to report on the current situations in both theatres. However, it was clear this was a front for a more covert briefing. What was unknown to the two was that Augustus would not be present. Assumed still abroad by the two. Both, were somewhat puzzled by the presence of Aedesia however. Aedesia, a woman of incredible beauty, was usually found in Bonesis, to the north of the former Bonecedonian Kingdom of ancient times. She was a lecturer, at the Bonesis Academy of Art, Literature and Martial Excellence. Her subjects generally included ancient Adapton literature, Neo-Classical Music, and Grand Strategic Warfare, a mastery of such realms made her a natural Principal in the college. Whilst still young, her reputation proceeded her. "As you can both tell by now Augustus isn't here for your briefing. However I have this for you both." She handed both generals rolls of paper, stamped with wax, and Augustus' seal. They both opened the rolls and read together. Quickly both looked back up in more bemusement. "No longer generals?! Is Augustus becoming all nostalgic! I thought Generalis was a prestigious title? The Great Adatpon War is now meaningless to him? He's obsessed with titles!" Antonius scorned. Aedesia looked at him softly, but with a stern grace. "Antonius, Legate was the traditional title given to only the most capable of generals in ancient times. Embrace it. If you wish to still refer to yourself as a Generalis, please do, but officially, you are both now the first Legates in a thousand years. Enjoy it." Again, she smiled. Antonius nodded. Taxiles then began. "And this..." He started with his gravelly tone. "Principalis Militaris... I suppose congratulations are in order?" Aedesia giggled to herself. "I suppose they are. Augustus has seen fit to grant me the position of Principalis Militaris, placing the military firmly back under the control of the College, rather than under the Ceres, and the Federal Assembly. As such, all Legates - that's you two - now report to me. And I report to Augustus. I hope you find that a suitable arrangement." Taxiles closed his eyes, smiled and nodded with a slight chuckle. "Well, I can't grumble at that can I. If there is anyone who knows how to run a military it's you. Just leave the fighting to us I suppose." Again he chucked. "Precisely." Aedesia concurred. "Now Antonius, since Beautancus is now subdued, and we are positioning the new puppet government. I need you to move onto your next orders." She handed Antonius another roll of sealed paper. Antonius read it, nodded with agreement, and looked back towards Aedesia. "I'll see to it. And congratulations." With that, he turned to Taxiles, nodded, and then left. Aedesia then turned to Taxiles. "I have something a bit different for you now." She then handed him another roll of paper. Both of them stood in silence as he read the paper to himself. He then looked up. "Agamanon, is an arrogant sod. But I suppose I out-rank him now?" Taxiles asked. "No, you won't by the time you get there. He's being given a similar naval position on a par with you. We need legate equivalents in each branch, and he is the perfect fit. You will both be working together. He has been in the area sometime now. You will rendezvous with additional vessels and troops. Some of those troops will be ones you have been with in the southern theatre." Aedesia continued. "You will organise the ground offensive, and secure the necessary ground based assets as required. Agamanon will take care of the air and sea side of things. You'll be given command of mostly marines, with the assistance of Hypaspists, and Companion Cavalry. Mostly lighter cavalry. I am, additionally, because of the nature of these operations, giving you and attachment of Apostles." Taxiles' face turned sour. "Apostles!? Are you serious?" Aedesia then became stern. "I am deadly serious Taxiles. You'll be given a detachment of Apostles of Plato, 12 to be exact. They will be under your command, however will operate independently. The sensitive nature of the situation calls for it. We require their specialist methodologies." "I see." Taxiles replied. "Well, so it is then. I best be off then." "You best be. Send Agamanon my regards. And make this operation quick. You've been gone long enough in the south, and as your wife, I miss you. So please. Hurry this up." Aedesia then dropped her head. Taxiles then turned and left. Quickly followed by the Hypaspists. Aedesia raised her head and watched as her husband left the entranceway and faded into the white light outside of the room.
  22. Lautus Perambulo, also known as simply Lautus is an Adapton automotive manufacture, and the commercial arm of Lautus Peramulo Technologies Formula One, both of which are subsidiaries of Lautus Technology and Engineering. Lautus is based out of the Lautus Technology Centre, Heracidium, just outside of Tellakois. Lautus Automotive specialises on luxury and high performance production vehicles for multiple markets including the Europan and Argic markets. Lautus are also known for their tuning house. Lautus have a long history of partnering with other automative manufactures and motor sport teams to produce high performance orientated models of production vehicles, as well as specialist modification and adaptions to existing engine and drivetrain platforms. Recently Lautus has reopened it's tuning division with it's lates partnership with the @Prymont automotive manufacture Kaldestad Aamot Group (KAP). With this new partnership Lautus is proud to announce it's first production vehicle in 25 years. Welcome to the Centurion... The Centurion L2 GTR is based on the previous KAP R3 platform, which now has since been discontinued. Lautus opted to continue the platform over the R3's successor the R4 due to it's lightweight chassis and mid-engined layout. This proved to be the perfect layout for Lautus' first foray into the production car market in 25 years. The L2 GTR will be sold in most markets under the KAP name, however a limited run version, the Centurion L2-80 GTR will, will be sold in a limited number of 80 cars, directly under the Lautus brand. The goal of the Centurion project was to take an already capable car and take it to the next level. As well as offering a test bed for future Lautus/KAP projects, as well as a future motorsport ventures. To achieve this project goal, the R3 platform was striped of it's entire drivetrain and and engine, as well as an extensive lightening process. Carbon fibre was used in the entirety of the body construction, as well as key components to the drivetrain, such as the drive shaft and wheels. The shell of the R3 has also been redesigned to produce a higher percentage of downforce over it's former body. The new body shell, along with front and rear splinters, and new rear wing combine to add an additional 17% downforce over the original design. The front of the car has been redesigned to increase airflow into the now twin turbocharged powertrain. To help remove the increased combustion gasses, the L2 has a redesigned exhaust system, that is not only efficient, but also helps to move 28% more of the exhaust gasses over the original design, and increased the performance significantly. However all of this additional work wouldn't have been complete with the addition of a Lautus power plant. To this end, Lautus have slotting their latest version of the 5S-FTK-K23 Engine. the 5S is a twin turbocharged 3.6 litre V6 engine, that produces 643BHP, in a vehicle that weights only 1088kg. This produces a powerful machine that hits 0-60mhp in around 3.2 seconds. To handle this power the L2 hosts a reinforced 6 speed manual gearbox, of which a new design by Lautus, that help to send the power to the rear wheels. To help maintain traction, not only are were new tyres designed with the co-operation of perfomance tyre manufature Birelli, but an entirely new ECU and traction control system was developed by Lautus to help maintain maximum grip, and get as much of the 643 horse power to the road. The Centurion will be sold from November 1st, for an estimated value of around Æ900,000 (β1.4 million) Around 300 of the main production cars will be made, with the limited L2-80 cars to follow. Prices for the L2-80 will be released closer to its release.
  23. Claiming Leonardo DiCaprio as Darius Hiero, Senior Technical Sales Director, Vickers Weapon Systems..
  24. TO: All it may concern. FROM: The High City of the Alexandrian Realm, Seat of the Caesar of Adaptus, Patriarchate of Novumcastrum. On behalf of the great Caesar, the High City, and it's collective Principals would like to thank all for the input they have had. We have united under a noble and morally sound cause. As such, I would like to extend our gratitude to the nations involved. In order to carry on further, we have enacted a collated plan of action for our united front to follow. For those involved economically, we ask that as a stable bond of unity, and further economic co-operation, we join ourselves together and form a united trading bloc. This we hope can function as a way for us all to co-ordonate our economic might as one force, and to additional lead as a way to further economic development and prosperity between ourselves. Our Caesar has invited all of those willing to partake to the High City in due time to establish such a economic coalition. For those who have pledged assistance militarily. Our great Admiral Agamanon has requested an audience with your respected military figureheads to formulate an action plan to help co-ordonate any military efforts, both from land, sea and air. Compensation for usage of bases etc can be organised during this time. Presences will not be required in person, remote conferencing facilities are available to the Admiral if needed. Please forgive us for our short replay as matters internally a pressing at current. We humbly thank you all for your joint actions. Kindest regards. Eldar Principal and Prima Scriba, Hephystae of Nicaeta
  25. Augustus' arrival had been mute. No such commotion was made of his first trip abroad as head of state, let alone as Caesar. He had arrived the night before, quietly, and humbly. He took none of his Principals with him. Just 4 of his angelic assistants. Two male, two female. All unnaturally attractive, and always silent. Never a word was spoke. Along with his aides, came his bodyguard. 4 Hypaspists. As always, clad in their golden cloaks, and armour. And as the aides, physically impeccable, and silent. Always silent. Augustus himself, head arrived in relatively subtle attire. Although his borderline narcissism would't be subdued for long. The day of the ceremony, he arrived concealed. A once again muted endeavour. Dressed no different to his aides in traditional white togas. His guards flanking in their usual gold. Before the ceremony began however, he found himself a private spot, and quickly changed. Despite his confidence, he wasn't ready to draw too much attention to himself yet. While alone, and getting ready he pondered the other arrivals. He had noted the Tagmatine diplomat, Fillipos. He noted seeing his name in the records. He was the last official from @Tagmatium Rules to see an Adapton head of state. And that was some time ago. Augustus made a note in his mind to make sure he and Fillipos would spend some time together before they left. Queen Nova of @Cristina was also of note. He remembered fondly conversations with her regarding the treaty the two of them had worked on. He would make a point of introducing himself properly to her later. He noted the delegate from @Prymont, and sighed to himself. He'd have rather met a proper dignitary than this artist. Sure his music was of the time. But to Augustus, he was interested in formal relations with the United States, but that wouldn't be with this Foolish Bandit. He also noted the arrival of Dina Diva, of @Variota. He smiled to himself, whilst shaking his head. With another sign he finished tying on his cloak, then raised his golden laurel, and sitting it just under his ruffled hair. . Like the Hypaspists, Augustus' clothing was also golden. Although, he wore much, much less. However somehow, as if by some ethereal aura, his cloak, and clothing seemed to outshine that of even his guards. It seemed as is he was outlined by a golden shine. Eventually, still staying out of site, he heard his name being called into the ceremony. Quickly, he came out of sight, almost immediately flanked by two of his aides, one male and one female. Both of whom linked either of him arms. He wasn't married, nor had a partner, so he needed something to enter the room. The three of them glided through the doors, as the speaker finished calling his titles. Barely giving a smile as he made his way in. Eventually they settled, and the officiating ended. Augustus relaxed. But at the arrival of both a horse and a wolf Augustus couldn't help but feel disappointed. "Savages." he thought. "I thought higher of these people." And with that, he, flanked by his retinue, made their way to fine the Tagmatine diplomat.
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