>>5199923
>>”I have no more questions, let us leave this accursed system.”

Just not worth it. We've fucked ourselves up enough on boondoggles this campaign.

Useful links:

Military/Noble rankings https://pastebin.com/gLcTWzXE

Archive Links https://pastebin.com/uWJ38wnz

Timeline of the setting https://pastebin.com/bzhWWDkj

Ships https://pastebin.com/8LxdVHfm

Dramatis Personae https://pastebin.com/epJfFJd7

Completely forgot to post this

>>5199923
>”I have no more questions, we’re to explore further. Find the pirates, find the signal.”
The balls on the ghoul are enough to fill an entire duchy.
>>5199929
Everyone forgets stuff. It's a sad and sometimes funny reality.

>>5199923
>”I have no more questions, we’re to explore further. Find the pirates, find the signal.”
>Send the traders to the water planet, inform them to be on guard for pirates, but they should find a safe passage through there.

If it's not the traders, it is therefore the pirates, somehow surviving in this hellhole of a system. Fighting pirate fleets won't get anything done, we need to find and destroy their bases.

>>5199923
>>”I have more questions.” (Write in)
Do you know any pirate strongholds or known pirate locations?

>>5199923

>”I have more questions.”
As experienced merchants in this region of space you must have information about pirates, such as which routes are the most attacked? Or rumors of systems where pirates are based? In addition to being aware of attacks against other merchants in the area, how many of these fleets are currently operating? And what ship composition are they known for in these raids? Lastly pirates are not known to their cargo ships, they must have some way of reselling their loot on the legal market, do you have any idea who could be trading with them? For example a merchant who became rich overnight after the attacks intensified?

>>5199923
>”I have no more questions, let us leave this accursed system.”

>>5199923
>>5200149
>>5200252
Supporting

>>5200558
And yes it looks like i also support MY OWN question, damn phone for missclick

>>5199923

>”I have no more questions, we’re to explore further. Find the pirates, find the signal.”
It is one of those surveillance ships of the pirates, isnt it?
Also +1 to asking question
>>5200252
Also, they hopefully dont think that we did that shit for free, i want information, money or a big titty alien waifu

“As experienced merchants in this region of space you must have information about pirates, such as which routes are the most attacked? Or rumours of systems where pirates are based? Do you know any pirate strongholds or known pirate locations ? In addition to being aware of attacks against other merchants in the area, how many of these fleets are currently operating? And what ship composition are they known for in these raids? Lastly pirates are not known to their cargo ships, they must have some way of reselling their loot on the legal market, do you have any idea who could be trading with them? For example, a merchant who became rich overnight after the attacks intensified?”

“Well, we’re not in league with the pirates, but I can tell you for certain that some merchant groups are in cahoots. They don’t get attacked, and the pirates never demand tribute from them. I can send over what information we have on them to you. As for their possible bases ? Well, we have no idea, at best I can tell you that most activity shown by the pirates is around galactic East from here. I’d reckon that if they have a base, it is probably there.” Tattles on the man.

“From what we heard and seen, most of the pirates have frigates and a destroyer here and there, but we’ve heard rumours that they probably have something heavier, as what it is ? No idea. And when it comes to numbers, excuse me your lordship, but one group of pirates is hard to distinguish from the other. All I can say is the fact that there are enough of them around to squeeze this sector dry.” Finishes the woman.

That is probably the best you will get out of them.

You also decide that the risk is worth it. You will stay in system and look for the signal. If it is a comm ship, as that is one of your theories, it should be full of data. Data that you can you to track the pirates down.

That still leaves the matter of the two cargo ships. These subspacers answered all your questions honestly, at least as far as you can tell.

>Let them go on their way unmolested.

>There are no free things in this galaxy, demand that they hand over their goods. After all, what is wealth compared to ones life ?

>Direct them to the water world. Hopefully the pirates are already dealt with, for if so, your outpost there could house them, allow them to trade.

>(Write in)

>>5200731
>Direct them to the water world. Hopefully the pirates are already dealt with, for if so, your outpost there could house them, allow them to trade.
Marc had better have dealt with them...

>>5200731
>Direct them to the water world. Hopefully the pirates are already dealt with, for if so, your outpost there could house them, allow them to trade.

>>5200731
>Direct them to the water world. Hopefully the pirates are already dealt with, for if so, your outpost there could house them, allow them to trade.

>>5200731
>>Let them go on their way unmolested.

> we’ve heard rumours that they probably have something heavier, as what it is ? No idea.
This might be a hammer-class ship.

>>5200731
>Direct them to the water world. Hopefully the pirates are already dealt with, for if so, your outpost there could house them, allow them to trade.

>>5200731
>Direct them to the water world. Hopefully the pirates are already dealt with, for if so, your outpost there could house them, allow them to trade.

Alright, directing them wins.

Now 1d100 best of 3 for navigating the system and finding the ship

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>5202346

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>5202346
lets find the straw in a pile of needles

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>5202346

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my dissapointment is immesureable and my day has become worse

“There’s a waterworld, Ceron I believe, you aware of it ?”

“We are.” Responds the man.

“Head over there, it should be a safe place.”

“Thank, your lordship.” Both say at once.

You then watch as the two ships break away from your position and start the arduous journey towards the system’s star.

You however only look them over for a few moments, the need to prepare your forces for this treacherous space taking forefront of your mind.

Luckily, the journey sees you sail smoothly, if on occasion slowly. You are able to avoid the scorching solar flares and the unrelenting force that is and asteroid smashing apart your ships.

Unfortunately, by the time you reach the coordinates, the trail had long since gone cold. The proceeding hours also reveal no other living things in system.

At the very least, the sliver of silver lining is the fact that none of your ships are impacted. A small blessing, but a blessing nonetheless.

With there being nothing left of interest, and feeling that you had teased lady fortune sufficiently, you get the hell out of dodge.

Arriving in a new system, you are greeted by a fascinating sight of one planet smashing into another, around the inner part of the star system. A quick overlook by your sensors officer informs you that it is possible that a star had flown by, knocking the system out of whack and eventually causing this sight before you.

Besides this eye-drawing celestial phenomenon, there are four gas giants in the star system’s outer edge and two larger than Earth planetoids in the inner system currently being showered by an occasional shower of debris coming from the utter destruction unfolding before your eyes.

Despite what’s happening in the system, most of the space is relatively clear and undisrupted, perfect for your heavier ships.

>”Time for a systematic sweep. We will start from the most outer gas giant and make our way further inwards, covering each world one by one.”

>”Split the force, we need to cover more land and faster.” (How ?)

>”If the sensors picked up nothing here, chances are, there is nothing. Time to leave and move on.”

>>5202551
>”Time for a systematic sweep. We will start from the most outer gas giant and make our way further inwards, covering each world one by one.”

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>>5202551
hey QM, which kind of result is this star collision ending up in? are both planets getting mushed, is one getting blown apart by the other or did the first planet just meld into the other one?

im asking because if we get a synestia like result (both planets vaporizing each other into a nearly cloud like structure) we might get a excellent mining opportunity for some new spacers.

since, it might reveal the sweeet core of the planet(s) full of all the heaviest and rarest resources. this could work even better with the nearby food world.

it even has 4 gas giants, some of the best hydrogen fuel depot's possibly out there.

so thats:
food
energy
minerals
and possibly good colony worlds. which we can...have forgotten to notice, whenever we swing by.

the reason i say this is because you didn't answer my question about how we get the colonization rights. i asked twice and didn't get a answer. just that it required it.

>>5202551
>>”Time for a systematic sweep. We will start from the most outer gas giant and make our way further inwards, covering each world one by one.”

>>5202551
>”Time for a systematic sweep. We will start from the most outer gas giant and make our way further inwards, covering each world one by one.”

>>5202551
>>”Time for a systematic sweep. We will start from the most outer gas giant and make our way further inwards, covering each world one by one.”

>>5202355
>>5202405
>>5202416
Our luck strikes again! Thank God they weren't all crits.

>”Time for a systematic sweep. We will start from the most outer gas giant and make our way further inwards, covering each world one by one.”

>>5202626
Didn't he say we needed approval from the emperor and a lot of resources to even get started?

>>5202626

>hey QM, which kind of result is this star collision ending up in?

The planetoids were of a similar size, they both smashed against each other. One's core is entirely exposed, whilst the other's is also visible.

>the reason i say this is because you didn't answer my question about how we get the colonization rights. i asked twice and didn't get a answer. just that it required it.

I thought I had answered it, but I apologize if I wasn't clear enough.

In order to be allowed to colonize territory outside of the Unbroken Empire you have to:

1. Find a system to settle.

2. You then have to inform the Countess of it and ask for her approval for colonization.

3. Presuming you get her approval, she then needs to inform Duke Roy. Then he needs to look it over and also approve it.

4. If the Duke approved, now it is the Emperor's turn.

5. If you get approval through all of this, you then have 5 years to settle the system and meet a baseline standard set for it by some imperial drone or another. If you cannot achieve the standard, you will be given compensation for the discovery, but the system's rights will return to the Emperor and he will decide what to do with it.

This process can take years, if not decades, but at the end of it, you will legally own whichever system you laid claim to.

As I had mentioned in the last thread at the very end, this is on purpose, the Unbroken Empire is sacrificing its ability to expand in order to ensure stability.

Slow and systematic sweep wins.

1d100 best of 3

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>5203161

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>5203161

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>5203161

>>5203166
Nice.

The sweep is slow, methodical, meticulous, and most importantly – boring – as you come to uncover. You had swept through as you had planned, making sure that there would be no surprises waiting for you in the upper atmospheres of the gas giants, and through all of this, you had found nothing. This calm, bar the apocalyptic destruction in the background, comes as a welcome breather for your crew.

“Helmsman, turn us about starboard. Comms, get Lord-Commander Ahsing to veer 12 degrees port.” Whilst you keep an eye on the tactical display, Tetraults voice hands out orders and commands in your stead. The increasing efficiency of her orders makes you suddenly think. Seems like I will have to let Tets go sooner than later. She’s more than experienced enough for an independent command. Getting a new XO will be a pain though.

Despite your musing, you are watching your surroundings like a hawk, currently you are approaching the shattered worlds, the last place untouched by your presence. And for good reason too, the awesome power of the impact had turned the surroundings into a death trap. Island sized chucks of the planets flying around like they were fired from M.A.G. cannons make the approach hazardous.

You are half-mind to forgo the sweep, that is until your comms officer pipes up.

“Captain, detecting an automated S.O.S. signal originating somewhere close by, but I cannot track down its exact location.”

Never a dull day.

>”Prepare the fleet, and put the marines on high alert, we might need them before the day ends yet.”

>”If there somehow was something alive down there, I do not think they would have survived until now. Let sleeping dogs lie, all forces, we are pulling out.”

>(Write in)

>>5203254
>”Prepare the fleet, and put the marines on high alert, we might need them before the day ends yet.”
Keking at the thought of seeing an SOS and going "Nah"

>>5203254
>>”Prepare the fleet, and put the marines on high alert, we might need them before the day ends yet.”

>>5203254
>”Prepare the fleet, and put the marines on high alert, we might need them before the day ends yet.”

>>5203254
>>”Prepare the fleet, and put the marines on high alert, we might need them before the day ends yet.”

>>5203254
>”Prepare the fleet, and put the marines on high alert, we might need them before the day ends yet.”

>>5203159
thanks, and sorry if the message came off as harsh, it was just that i remember i asked about the required steps for how that specific process is done, and getting a answer which was in essense "needs approval from the emperor" which, kind of leaves out alot of the process of how the individual person goes out and does it.

and thanks again, for the explanation. it cleared up alot of the confusion i had
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now, i just have one question: couldn't we basically do the same as the corperations you mentioned? just keep it from being too widely known of our involvement, and tax the system for mining products (heavy metals and energy) and just leave it once the most easy to get resources have been consumed?

>now, i just have one question: couldn't we basically do the same as the corperations you mentioned? just keep it from being too widely known of our involvement, and tax the system for mining products (heavy metals and energy) and just leave it once the most easy to get resources have been consumed?

If you can afford all of the costs, ensure that the colonists are in the clear and won't snitch on you (you'll have to find them first), make sure that the area is protected and that you have ships capable of transporting the materials and that you have a place where you can sell the materials. Yes. Yes you indeed can set it up and use it.

not ignoring the SOS wins.

1d100 best of 3

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>5203506

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>5203506

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>>5203531
Bruh... first time I roll in the thread and I get this? Aight not gonna roll again I guess.

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>5203506

>>5203534
Sometimes lady luck acts like a bitch anyway, there's nothing we can do.

As naval law demands, so shall you do. Granted, you most of the time never obeyed it, but there are first times for everything.

Moving through the field of debris, you have to bank hard starboard and port on more than one occasion.

With the havoc wrought on your sensors, it has become increasingly difficult to navigate. Just as you are trying to reorientate the ship and the fleet, your attention is quickly caught by the sight of one of your wolf-class, being sent out to scout, being blown clear open.

To add insult to injury, you quickly realize that there is something off about the explosion, and your sensors officer confirms it.

“Captain, detecting an explosion next to the wolf-class before its destruction, space mines possible.”

“Can you detect them ?”

“No, sir. They seem to blend into the surrounding.”

Goddammit. Luckily we had a screen, otherwise even more ships could’ve been lost.

“Captain, the surroundings are clearly dangerous, I suggest we withdraw.” Tetreault voices her opinion.

Looking around the bridge, you notice that the crew seems to be disturbed. Eventually, your sight reaches a person rarely seen on it. Your marine Lieutenant.

“Lieutenant Ahyet, your opinion ?” The man will be the one securing whomever is giving out that signal, it only makes sense for you to ask him.

“We’re prepared to crack some skulls…sir.” The man finally ekes the last bit our only after your XO gives him her trademark death glare.

>”We’ve already committed. I am not one to pull out midway.”

>”Helmsman, turn us about. The asteroids were more than enough, I am not also risking mines.”

>(Write in)

>>5203561
>>”We’ve already committed. I am not one to pull out midway.”

>>5203561
>”We’ve already committed. I am not one to pull out midway.”
that fucking 1

>>5203561
>”We’ve already committed. I am not one to pull out midway.”

>>5203622
Just when we rolled a 90 too.

>>5203561
>>(Write in)
Use missiles as minesweepers, put in straight circular line in at regular intervals, after which blow them and the mines to kingdom come.

>>5203561
>>”We’ve already committed. I am not one to pull out midway.”

>>5203561
>”We’ve already committed. I am not one to pull out midway.”
+1: 5203783

>>5203561
>”Helmsman, turn us about. The asteroids were more than enough, I am not also risking mines.”

Going onwards it is

1d100 best of 3

>>5203783 unfortunately, currently you only have 1 missile destroyer. It could cover some distance, but that would leave it without any ammo.

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>5204584

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>5204584
I swear to god if it's another one.

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>5204584

”We’ve already committed. I am not one to pull out midway.” You state as clearly as possible, your crews been with you long enough to know that once you make up your mind, no one’s going to change it.

In order to compensate for your “blindness”, the proceedings are slow and cumbersome. This method, whilst nerve-wracking, results in no casualties. By the time you manage to reach a generalized area of the S.O.S. signal, you’ve blown apart at least a dozen or so mines.

“Are these coordinates correct ?” You ask with a bit of bafflement.

“It…appears so, sir.” With some apprehension responds the sensors officer.

“Comms, send a generalized message telling that we’ve come to the rescue of whomever is in need of help, transmit on all frequencies.” You call out.

“Yes, sir.” With a quick affirm, the man jumps at your orders.

Still, staring at the cracked and broken surface, a literal hellscape straight out of the minds of primitive man if they were asked to describe the apocalypse. You do wonder – Who the hell would build a base here ?

Tense moments later, just after your Timur had to dodge another shotgun like shrapnel explosion of two asteroids smashing against each other, your comms officer turns to you.

“Sir, no response received.”

“Reasons ?”

“Possible interference, it could also be that whatever equipment was down there had been damaged, thus leaving whomever is down there unable to answer back, or.” The man cuts off for a moment. “Whomever set up that signal is long dead.”

So the only way to make sure is to get some boots on the ground.

“Lieutenant Ahyet, you’ve fought on a hellscape, if I recall correctly, your opinion ?”

“The whole world’s shaking, entire continents are drifting off to space, lava flows in oceans. A shithole alright, but if we move hard and fast we should get in and out long before everything goes to an extra layer of hell.” Briskly states the man.

“Sensors, get me a reading on the presumed area, find out how stable it is. Tetreault, how long can we stay here and keep dodging ?”

“A place like this requires full uninterrupted alertness from all of our crews, the longer we stay, the larger the chance of a slip up. 10 minutes would be the safest I could recommend, any longer than that and we are risking something slipping through.” Analyses your XO.

“Sir.” Pipes up the sensors officer. “I am detecting serious seismic activity in the general area. From the looks of things, the entire upper layer is soon to vibrate itself open for numerous volcanic eruptions.”

“Timetable ?”

“An hour, maybe a couple, but once this fires off, there won’t be anything left on the surface.”

>”You heard them Lieutenant, time to haul ass.”

>”This seems like a waste of time. I am not risking more lives on the most narrow of possibilities.”

>(Write in)

>>5204691
>”This seems like a waste of time. I am not risking more lives on the most narrow of possibilities.”

>>5204691

>”This seems like a waste of time. I am not risking more lives on the most narrow of possibilities.”

The merchants gave us the names of those involved with the pirates on the black market, instead of taking a chance on a backwater like this, why not ambush these guys? In the best case, we'll earn some money from their cargo, in addition to weakening the "logistics" line of the pirates and with a little luck and a few minutes of torture we can know the meeting points with the pirates, giving the possibility to ambush these bastards . In the worst case scenario we will have to do this more than once until it works, depending on how much material these pirates carry "failing" sometimes isn't that bad.

>>5204691
>(Write in)
Send in dropship near coordinate, have it do sweep of the area and try to make radio contact if something is found send in the marines

>>5204748
+1

>>5204748
Support. 10 minutes should be enough to poke in and out.

>>5204691
>>”You heard them Lieutenant, time to haul ass.”

>>5204748
+1 we aint leaving a sailor to drown, not even in lava

Waste of time 2

>>5204748 Write in 4

Haul ass 1


A quick sweep wins

1d100 best of 3

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>5205518

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>5205518

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>5205518

“Lieutenant, get to the hangar, have the pilot make a sweep of the area, if there is something down, go get it. If you find nothing, get back here within 10.”

“Understood, sir.” With a nod, Ahyet departs the room.

With your orders given, the bridge returns to its usual flurry of activity. A few moments later, the blazing exhaust of the dropship’s engines enters yours sight, before just as quickly disappearing.

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(POV shift: You are Lieutenant Warwick Ahyet, and you are sent into literal hell.)

The ship rattles as micro asteroids and space dust impacts the hull. You watch as the pilot steers you away from an incoming asteroid, your position locked by your magnatized boots right behind him.

“ETA 1 minute.” Calls out the pilot.

“Lock and load. I want us out of the ship in less than 10 seconds if we find something.” You call out through the comms.

The dropship seamlessly moves down and begins skimming barely atop of the world’s crust, no atmosphere causing turbulence.

BEEP BEEP BEEP

You turn to look at the console before quickly finding yourself upside down as the pilot does a barrel roll, neatly avoiding incoming missile fire. Automated laser turrets begin shooting down incoming fire.

“Lieutenant, I sent out various signals. No response, but the firing of the turrets has allowed me to identify a single large facility.”

Based on what you’re seeing, whomever put them here cheaped out, since they have no tracking functions.

“Is there a safe landing zone nearby ?”

“Yes, sir. There’s a landing pad there.”

“It under covering fire ?”

“Seems so, sir, but these systems appear outdated, passive counter measures are making most of them go haywire before they even get near us.”

>”Get us down there pilot.”

>”Turn us about, screw whomever is down there.”

>(Write in)

>>5205655
>”Get us down there pilot.”
they found something and now they gonna take something

>>5205655
>>”Get us down there pilot.”

>>5205655
>>”Get us down there pilot.”

>>5205655
>”Get us down there pilot.”
For the loot! (and intel)

Alright, going down wins

1d100 best of 3

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>5206216

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>5206216

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>5206216

”Get us down there pilot.”

“Yes, sir.” Curtly responds the man in the cockpit.

Once more, you are nearly thrown to the side as the pilot banks to the side. Missiles sail pass you harmlessly, though the joyride is starting to make you feel sick in your stomach.

“The defensive systems will keep firing upon me even when I land, it will be a short window, move fast.” You are quickly informed.

You turn around, the magnetized boots forcing you down as you cumbrously make your way down.

“You heard the man, on your feet marines !” You call out.

With a chorus, your men rise and position themselves to run out as quickly as they can, even though they still wobble as they struggle to stand upright. Quickly, the noise of depressurisation fills your ears, red flashing light bite at your eyes. The tell-tale signs of rapid deployment under fire on a world lacking an atmosphere.

Suddenly, you are shaken in place, the lights turn green and a horn is heard as the ramp slams down.

“Go, go, go !” Your bellowing voice commands the marines.

And just like that, in but a few scant seconds you are out of the safety of the metallic hull and on a hellish landscape that will do its damndest to kill you.

“Squad two, knock those turrets down. Squad one, on me ! We’re breaching the doors !” With a few affirmatives, your men begin spreading out.

On the plus side, the facility in front of you is close by to the landing pad, and from you can tell, it appears ramshackle, no fancy mumbo jumbo your LT had to get into last time.

Your heart pounding, you quickly close the distance, waiting for more defensive turrets, defenders, maybe some mines to threaten you. But nothing does. With heightened senses, thanks to the adrenaline rushing in your system, you order a breach. Surprisingly, whilst you expected the doors to be locked, you had not however expected for them to be welded shut.

A quick explosion later, you are in the airlock. This time the door is no longer welded, in fact, it appears wide open. With nothing more than weak red light illuminating the hallway, you slowly proceed to move down it.

You are ready, your finger still off the trigger, thanks to your training, but you are certain you can press down upon it in but a fraction of a second.

Come on you bastards. I’m ready for you. Just pop your head you stinky fucks.

“Contacts !” Calls out one of the marines.

Suddenly, the hallway is filled with rifle fire. The bright flashes nearly blinding in a dark hallway. After about 20 bullet shells from your rifle had hit the floor, silence once again return.

Suddenly, an arm pops out from around the corridor, you are about to shoot once more, but you are stopped by the bizarre sight.

A set of white underwear, tied to a metal stick, is currently being waved with quite the enthusiasm.

“For the love of God could you please stop shooting !” Calls out a tired voice.

“Who the hell are you !” You call back.

>>5206440

“A poor fuck in the need of help, just please !” The voice once more responds. “Please close the airlock, you’re venting atmo, and we don’t have enough suits for everyone.”

Everyone ?

“How many of you are there ?”

“Two dozen, please, we are not armed.”

“What about those turrets ?”

“Those are there to keep us in, alright. We didn’t set-…well, okay, we did set them up, but they are not under our control, most of the facility is not under our control, we had to jury-rig the S.O.S. signal.” With frustration responds the voice.

Turning on your comm, you say so that the man cannot hear you. “Close the door. Everyone, keep an eye out and your rifles raised.” Then, once more switching to your speaker, you call out. “We’re shutting the door, now come out here !”

“Okay, okay, just don’t shoot.”

Finally, slowly, carefully steps out a figure clad in an old bulky space suit, clear patchwork visible on it, this thing had seen non-stop use for years and barely any maintenance. As the person steps closer, you finally get a good look at him.

He appears emaciated, sunken eyes, cracked dried lips, eyebags clearly visible, thin strands of hairs cling to his scalp and his complexion looks sickly.

“Who are you ?”

“Lashawn Urtz.”

“I am not asking for your fucking name. Who. Are. You ?”

“A prisoner, alright, I and the rest of my fellows got trapped here when Tristan, the smug prick, rolled in.”

“Tristan ?”

“Yea, you know, the pirate.”

“Listen, we’ve been living off on algae and our own piss for over a year now, and I don’t think the base can take much more, could we continue this conversation after we get somewhere safe ?” Hope clear in the man’s eyes, he asks.

>”Fine, we’ll prep to extract.”

>”You stay here, until I can contact my superior and you ask you some questions.” (Write in)

>”No.” Shoot him.

>(Write in)

>>5206441
>”Fine, we’ll prep to extract.”

The prisoners will be more willing to talk to us if we pretend to care about them.

>>5206441
>>”Fine, we’ll prep to extract.”

>>5206441
>>”Fine, we’ll prep to extract.”
Ask the prisoner where is nearest computer and download everything, if working.

>>5206441
>”Fine, we’ll prep to extract.”

”Fine, we’ll prep to extract, get your men ready.” Hearing the response, almost skipping in his step, the man runs off.

Switching to comms, you call out those still outside. “Squad two, progress report ?”

“The turrets are down, whomever built these things did a shoddy job.”

“Keep a perimeter, we will be escorting some “guests”, if they try to do anything even remotely suspicious, shoot to kill.”

“Understood, sir.”

Switching comms, you contact the pilot, still circling high above you. “Pilot, contact the captain, we need more ships as we are taking back some prisoners, they number around two dozen.”

“Roger that, transmitting your request now.”

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(End of POV shift.)

The man absolutely reeks. Is the first thought to cross your mind. Now out of his spacesuit, the weakened figure is clearly visible. Looking him over, his clothing ill-fits him, visible cheek bones show clear signs of starvation.

He looks uncomfortable shifting in his chair, it being made out of plain metal specifically to be as uncomfortable as possible, with a slight tilt, it forces whomever is sitting on it to readjust their position. The bright lights, the bare walls and a table in between you two is a classic set up for interrogation. The rattling of chains impacting the table finally snaps you to attention, the handcuffs are standard procedure, but you doubt that the man is capable of posing a threat to you, as weakened as he is.

“Lashawn Urtz, correct ?” You ask.

“Correct, sir.” He meekly responds.

“You will answer my questions, and if I am satisfied with your answers, maybe I will give you some food and water, do you understand ?”

“I do, sir.” Nodding he responds.

>Questions. (Write in)

Questions will be answered in an interval of 2 hours. After 6 hours the conversation will conclude. Let me know if you anons like this way of doing things better, since I’ve noticed asking questions part tends to take a while.

>>5207440
Why were you down there in the first place?

Why did the pirates leave you like this?

Did you have prior contacts with the pirates?

Did or do you have an affiliation with someone from the broken Empire?

Who was your supplier?

i cant think of more atm.

idk sometimes qst is just slow, so making a time limited query can be both good and bad depending how many peeps are here at that time

>>5207477

Indeed, in this case I suppose the time of your post will be the time limit start for the first two hours. I am trying to avoid the clutter of me answering each individual question.

>>5207477
+1

>>5207440
Where did this base come from? How was it built, and where did all these weapons come from, especially the minefield? Do you have any memory at all of anything potentially significant the pirates might have said before they left you here?

>>5207477
These too.

>>5207440
This seems fine. There doesn't seem to be too many players, but responses tend to be fairly quick from what I've noticed.

>>5207440
Where are the pirates now? Who leads them, and give me details as to his character and habits? Do you have any strategic or tactical habitats or info into the leader and the pirates, and please give specifics? What are they seeking? How are they supplied? Any weakness you’ve noticed about them, and don’t hold back here? How would you like your coffee?

Let’s start off with easy ones.

“First things first, why were you down here ? Why did the pirates leave you like this ? Where did this base come from? How was it built, and where did all these weapons come from, especially the minefield ?”

“Well, uhhh…we built the base. The minefield and the defensive systems were also set up by us. Ironic, isn’t it ? We put all those weapons there to keep ourselves safe, only for them to have imprisoned us. As to why we are there ? Don’t got much to tell ya, we got kicked down there and left to starve, I suppose it was more fun than simply shooting us.” The man fidgets nervously whilst talking.

You quickly look over your datapad, you were able to extract information from some of the consoles back on the base, what was there was exceptionally sparse, but Iron, after you kicked the data at him, has informed you that he found signs of tampering of the defensive systems, they were isolated from the mainframe, giving credence to the man’s claims.

“Who supplied you these weapons ?”

“Oh, those. Old surplus we bought from the locals, unlike within the Unbroken Empire, it is damn easy to get some guns here on the fringe.” With a wry smile and a small chuckle, the man informs you.

“Speaking of, did or do you have an affiliation with someone from the broken Empire ?”

The man goes silent for a moment, seemingly pondering how he should answer you. After a while, he starts speaking up.

“I suppose I do, though I hadn’t had any contact in years now.”

“Is that so.” Being cagey now, are we. “Did you have prior contacts with the pirates ? By that I mean, before as you said, they left you there to starve to death.”

“Out here you naturally do, but that was before Tristan came in. Before him, the pirates were disunified, paying lip service and some small tributes to Wakil.”

“Wakil ?”

“The previous.” The man pauses. “I, uh, I suppose the previous “pirate king”, would be the most accurate. He had the strongest group, and the contacts needed to sell off hot goods.”

“Since we started down this topic, this Tristan, how does he lead the pirates ? Can give me details as to his character and habits ?”

“He came to power but a few months before we got imprisoned, other than what few rumours I heard, I’ve got nothing really to offer.” You signal him to continue. “Well, from what I heard, he’s a big bastard. More metal than man, and his direct subordinates are just as scary, I dunno, never seen him myself, but based on the descriptions I was given, fuckers probably outfitted with military-grade cybernetics. Another thing I heard, he dealt with Wakil, fast and dirty. Utterly obliterated his forces and made a whole show and dance out of the execution.”

“Do you know where are the pirates are now ? Do you have any strategic or tactical habitats or info into the leader and the pirates ? Please give specifics.”

>>5207566

“Since we’ve been stuck here for so long, well, shit. I could point you to some old outpost, both military and trade. If they are still up and up, I don’t know. As for a psych profiles, I don’t think I’ve got much to offer. Drunkards, rapists, plain ’ol psychos, the truly, errr, “normal ones” unlike the others tend to rise to the top, but if I know anything on how pirates operate, the new leadership probably purged the old. Kept the dumbest as attack dogs and expendable meatshields.”

You nod along as the man talks, and you cannot help but think. Do all subspacers know so much about pirates ? Suspicion rising in your mind, you continue the questioning.

“How are the pirates supplied ?”

“Trade and robbery. If there’s something you can’t make yourself, you steal it, if you can’t steal it, you trade for it. Presuming that the pirates haven’t set up themselves a nice little colony, well, you choke out the traders, and you’ll choke out the pirates, or at the very least force them to leave the area.”

“The pirates seeking anything in particular ?”

“No clue, new leadership, new ideas and all that. Under the last leader, the pirates were, uhh, kinda there ?” He says, almost questioning himself. “They stole, they fought, the fucked. You know, the usual thing that pirates do, living at the moment, not bothering to think even for a second what tomorrow will bring.”

“Do you have any memory at all of anything potentially significant the pirates might have said before they left you here ?”

The man frowns, before with some uncertainty stating. “Big things are in motion, sit here and eat your own shit, whilst we’ll be drinking like kings.”

What great philosophical statement, I am certain Iron and that man would get along swimmingly.

“Any weakness you’ve noticed about them, and don’t hold back here ?”

“Nothing much other than the usual you’d expect. With no strong central strongman close by, they tend to fall into infighting and bickering. Preferring running to fighting if faced with any real resistance.”

As you are about to ask another question, your datapad beeps, indicating that Tetreault wishes to contact you.

“Please excuse me.” You say rising.” Oh, how would you like your coffee ?”

A little taken a back, Lashawn eyes quickly begin to shine at the mention of coffee. “With cream, and a lot of sugar.” He states visibly salivating.

>>5207567

Stepping outside, you call Tetrault up. “I’m listening Tets.”

“Captain, we ran some background checks as you ordered, we had one match in imperial records.” Now that’s surprising. “Second lieutenant Lashawn Urtz of the 314th mechanized regiment of the Unbroken Empire armed forces. Officially stationed in the territory of the Ducal House of Talon. Deserted the service 12 years ago after his regiment was destroyed in a “realistic training exercise” against Ducal House of Scorpio.”

“And the rest ?”

“Not in our database, if we get access to the solarnet, we might be able to dig up more information.”

“Understood, keep digging.”

After saying so, you slowly begin wondering towards the canteen, thinking over the things you had learnt.

>Questions (Write in)

>>5207569
Why did build base down there? What was it build for?

What kind was your contact the Unbroken Empire and who was it and what house?

Are you pirate, soldier or a spy? (DONOT mention that we know he might be deserter it can be just false intel for a spy's undercover if he ask just say about psych profiles gave it away)

Would like to get vengeance on those who imprisoned you and your comrades if so tell us everything you know and maybe you get to put bullet to his head or get to go nice fishing planet if you wish so.

>>5207569
I understand smaller weapons but how did the pirates get so many ships? As far as I know, outdated models usually end up in the hands of border "governments". By the way, where did so many pirates with combat experience come from? As far as I know, noble houses don't usually let that kind of person escape their gaze, or their claws.

>>5207636
+1

Clearing your thoughts, you walk back to the interrogations room, a menial behind you carrying a tray with coffee, some cream and sugar, might as well use your authority.

You watch as your prisoner visibly jumps at the sound of an opening door, it seems that he dosed off during your departure.

Taking your seat, you notice as Lashawn’s eyes follow the tray with greedy eyes.

“Thank you, crewman.” You dismiss the man as you sit down.

With just the two of you left in the room, Lashawn speaks up. “May I ?”

“Of course.” You say whilst grabbing a drink for yourself.

The next couple of minutes are spent in silence, as the man ravenously devours a couple of cups, loaded down with sugar and cream.

“I have been wondering for a while, why build base a down there ? What was it built for ? The base by now has been swallowed by endless eruptions rocking the world.”

“Out here, knowing how to hide is as valuable as having a big gun. Tell me, would anyone in their right mind go deep into the middle of all of that mess ? And even if they do, they’d have a hard time finding the base. That is why we built it there, a “safe” place away from home, a place to hide, to store goods.”

Or a good place to set an ambush.

“I see. Back to the pirates, you said that they get most things via theft or trade, I understand smaller weapons but how did the pirates get so many ships? As far as I know, outdated models usually end up in the hands of border "governments". By the way, where did so many pirates with combat experience come from? Noble houses don't usually let that kind of person escape their gaze, or their claws.”

“Well, you notice how most of them are frigates ? That’s how, frigates are made in their hundreds, if not thousands everyday across the empire. One going missing here, another being labelled as faulty there. A lot of them slip through the cracks, and it’s not like most overseers give a damn about a frigate going missing every couple of years or so, especially if they get some kick-back. Then there are of course the locals, and believe me, they don’t have many scruples to whom they sell, as long as they sell. No pirate worth his salt is gonna attack a system, or a nation that is willing to deal with them with suck “rare” goods.

As for those with more experience. The galaxy is a large place, if a frigate can go missing, what about a man ? A dozen ? A hundred ? If you rule over billions, and you have an army in the millions, would you care if some people go missing ? Especially people that you’d consider expendable. And with the whole, war that isn’t officially a war going on. Lots of formations get devastated, or simply never arrive where they are supposed to. Once guys like those get out, and if they turn to piracy, they tend to share their experience, whipping the locals into shape, if not enforcing discipline.”

“You talk from experience ?”

>>5207824

The man shrugs. “There were a few people like that around. Heard stories, you know ?”

I’m sure you did.

“I see, since were are on the subject of the Unbroken Empire, what kind was your contact and who was it and what house ?”

“Oh no, you must’ve gotten me wrong. I’m just a poor sod, no noble gives a damn about me. I only know a couple of people there, hardly of any import.”

You lean back in your chair, letting silence hand for a solid minute. Just as the man gets uncomfortable, you drop the biggest statement you can.”

“Are you pirate, soldier or a spy ?”

The man’s eyes narrow, momentary shock taking over.

“I- I don’t know what you mean, sir.”

“Your accent, no matter how you try to hide it, it is far too articulate for someone from the fringes, meaning, you come from the Unbroken Empire. They way you talk as well, “psych profiles”, really ? You think some random person would talk like that ?”

Silence once more hangs in the air.

“You’re gonna shoot me ?”

“Maybe, maybe not, all depends on what you’re about to tell me.”

The man sighs. “Alright, fine. Yea, I’m a fucking pirate, yea, I’m fucking ex-military, happy ?”

“Jumping for joy. Why are you here ?”

“Why else would a man come to this shithole, to disappear. I made some enemies, I made some mistakes, so I thought I’d take my chances here than face poisoning or a firing squad.”

“So you’re still a fighter at least. Would like to get vengeance on those who imprisoned you and your comrades if so tell us everything you know and maybe you get to put bullet to his head or get to go nice fishing planet if you wish so.”

“I ain’t no fisherman. Listen, I hate that fucker Tristan, I hate my former comrades as well. I didn’t want to back the new bossman, so my great friends in their desire to show me some mercy left me to die with my officers instead of putting one through my skull, and I intend to make them pay for such benevolence they showed me.

I may, or may not have some hidden caches, and some loyal men on my side that I could rally up, help you fight. Hell, I won’t even ask for any payment.”

>Questions.

Those asking questions must be more than half for it to continue as: So even if you ask questions, please vote on the options below.

>”Very well, take a shower, then I want to find those caches.”

>”No deal. There’s probably a bounty on your head, you will stay my prisoner for the foreseeable future.”

>”No deal. I am not stupid enough to make a deal with a pirate, nor am I foolish enough to let one live.”

>>5207826
>>”Very well, take a shower, then I want to find those caches.”

>>5207826
>>”Very well, take a shower, then I want to find those caches.”

>>5207826
>”Very well, take a shower, then I want to find those caches.”

>>5207826
>”Very well, take a shower, then I want to find those caches.”
Give those men some nice food and get down with buisness.
we should evaluate if we can develop Urtz into a asset/contact around these parts.
Afterall our main goal isnt exactly to get rid of all pirates but just their ability to efficiently raid/pillage/threaten tradelanes.

>>5207826
So how high were you in pirate hierarchy? You did say you enforced discipline.

And what can you tell about your officers?

>>5207826
>”Very well, take a shower, then I want to find those caches.”
Divide and conquer guys.
Let them be our allies in this conflict for some "amnesty" (Not getting a fucking bullet). Maybe we can work out some kind of deal with some regional autonomy and privateering letters.

>>5207826
>”Very well, take a shower, then I want to find those caches.”

>>5207993
Privateering sounds like a good offer to make him once this is all over and done with.

>>5207826
>”Very well, take a shower, then I want to find those caches.”

eyyy, this way we could maybe even convince some of the pirates to switch over. not having them join our force specifically, but letting urtz have reign over then as a sort of private navy. one which doesn't necessarily owe allegiance to the unbroken empire if it becomes necessary.

(we should most likely try to cripple more ships now instead of outright killing them, could even repair those crippled ships with the parts of ships we've already destroyed by just sending them back towards the graveyards we've already left behind us, or the ones we will create as they follow along)

>>5207826
>”Very well, take a shower, then I want to find those caches.”

“Very well, take a shower, then I want to find those caches.” You state whilst rising. “The guards will uncuff and escort you. Tomorrow, at exactly 800 hours ship time, I want you to present the cache locations and anything else you know to my bridge officers. Am I clear ?”

“Yes, sir. I’d even salute, but you know.” He raises his hands, the handcuff chains jiggling.

Departing, you head over to the bridge, where soon the vast openness of space greets you. You had given order to pull out as soon as the prisoners were extracted, you had more than enough deadly asteroids for years.

“Tetreault, report.” Sitting down into your captain’s chair you order.

“The fleet has been reorganized and is prepared for departure. Data of the current sweep has been compiled. Nothing of interest has come out for our purposes.”

“Good, prepare for departure.”

Then, soon after, the fleet once more swing about the local star and disappears form this reality. Only for about a week later to reappear in the newest system, the last to explore before you rendezvous with Rasia and your ambushing force.

The first thing that surprises you is the darkness, granted, space is always dark, but the star’s illumination is extremely weak, and the reason for it makes itself perfectly clear – a brown dwarf.

A quick scan of the system reveals no large planetoids. A few sparse asteroid rings with some larger bodies within them. A few million years from now, the bodies will undoubtedly clear the rings up, but for they act as excellent hiding spots for anyone wishing to not be found. Presuming there even is someone out here.

>”A concentrated sweep, as usual.”

>”A dispersed sweep. I wish to rally my force as soon as possible.”

>”I doubt that there’s anything of worth here, we’re moving on.”

>(Write in)

>>5209414
>>”A concentrated sweep, as usual.”

>>5209414
>”A concentrated sweep, as usual.”

>>5209414
>>”A concentrated sweep, as usual.”

>>5209414
>”A concentrated sweep, as usual.”

>>5209414
>”I doubt that there’s anything of worth here, we’re moving on.”

Concentrated sweep wins

1d100 best of 3

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>5210141

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>5210141

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>5210141

>>5210151
Nice. inb4 I roll a 1.

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Scan. Move on. Scan. Move on. Scan. Get some target practice in.

Uneventful, is the best way to describe this system. Even pirates do not seem interested in places this remote.

“Captain, the data has been gathered and sorted.” Reports Tetreault.

“Nothing of note, I assume ?” You say lazily.

“No, sir.” She answers, whilst shaking her head.

“Good, I’m growing tired grasping at straws in this forsaken place. Organize the fleet for departure.”

With a quick salute, your XO begins the process of endless minutia.

Soon enough, darkness engulfs you. The Abyssal Tide gently rocking the Timur-class as it travels through the starless sky.

Finally, you arrive back into the system housing the waterworld, this time however, your sensors flare to life.

Hulked vessels, chunks of plates, the occasional still misfiring engines. All of this situated around the lone gas giant. It seems that a bloody fight was had.

Luckily, friendly IFFs fill the system. Your ambushing troops, the merchants you had directed here, Rasia’s forces, and some second-line frigates and transport ships, currently busying themselves establishing an outpost, cannibalizing the destroyed ships in the surroundings.

Noticing your arrival, the left behind ambushing troops instantly start moving and they try to rendezvous with you.

“Captain, Lord-Commander Kenne is requesting a call.” Says your comms officer.

“Put it through.”

Quickly appearing, Giacomo salutes you. “Captain, I am happy to report that we laid a successful ambush, two dozen frigates and two destroyers were destroyed at the cost of two of our frigates.”

“Excellent news, how were you able to do so ?” You say with some curiosity in your voice, the man never struck you as someone imaginative.

“I had a couple of frigates act as bait, luring pirates close to the gas giant, then striking when they least expected it. The luring frigates were lost, but we were able to inflict serious casualties.”

“And of your fellow officers ?”

“Lord-Commander Teigon and Lady-Commander Datz carried out my orders without questions. And speaking off, due to the manoeuvre, Lady-Commander Datz is now with no command.”

“I see. I shall address the matter at a later date. Return to formation.”

Stating so, you cut the connection. “Comms, contact Lady-Captain Alpizar.” You quickly state afterwards.

Moments later, a worse for wear Rasia materializes before you.

“Knight-Captain Proenza.” She greets you.

“Lady-Captain Alpizar. How was your route ?”

“Bad. I’ve lost a raider, four wolves and two defenders. The first few systems were nice and quiet, but at some point, I started running into organized detachments, seemingly laying in wait for me. I was able to bloody them, but they bloodied me in return.”

“Are you in fighting shape ?”

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>>5210211

“Now that I am surrounded by friendly faces, yes.” She smiles weakly. “If you’ll excuse me. I have some shut-eye to catch up to.”

“Best of rest Lady-Captain.”

With Rasia gone, your comms officer once more informs you. “Sir, the merchants and the waterworld both wish to contact you.”

“Put them through.”

“Mister officer.” The chirpy voice of Aliosha, the woman from the waterworld, greets you. “I’ve spread rumours as you asked, it was a wee bit difficult, you kinda smashed a hornet’s nest, the pirates are on high alert, so I had to give info about a system further away. Here’s no hoping that they’ll fall for your bait, best of.” Before even finishing her sentence, she cuts out, seemingly unwilling, or simply uninterested, in hearing your reply.

“My lord.” Speaks up the merchant, having quietly waited for his turn. “I would like to once more express my thanks. My wife and I are planning on returning to our home. But we were conversing whilst awaiting you. So, though this may not mean much, we’re going to see if we can’t rally some men back home. A few ships are probably all we can offer, but we’d like to join in your efforts to rid us of this scourge. Just tell us where to meet you.”

“Thank you. I will consider your offer.”

With peace returning to the bridge, you can reorganize your thoughts.

First of all, your movement plan:

>Keep to the original plan.

>”I’d like to change something.” (Write in)

Then the merchants:

>”Any help is appreciated.” (Mark down where they will meet you.)

>”They will probably be more of a liability than any actual help.”

Finally, Datz is without command:

>”And that is fine as is. Let her stew for a while, she shouldn’t have moved without orders, and this would be a perfect punishment for her previous mistake.”

>”Assign her command.” (Of what ?)

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>>5210212
movement plan:
>>”I’d like to change something.” (Write in)
wait here with alpizar for reinforcements in the form of new wolf + defender classes. (we get a buying menu for forces) which will arrive after a bit of time. this is also a great way to bunker down and have some quality time with alpi, since both of us won't be going anywhere anytime soon. "i won't endanger the life of my equals just to hurry along a pirate extermination"
the merchants:
>”Any help is appreciated.”
request if anything a small attachment of fighting forces, a nearly bare minimum. instead requesting that it stays a favor. since dead debtors/friends don't help. instead what i might want (people vote-ing can mention if this or the previous combat one) that they help in supplying us and with keeping our bunkered down position. this can both be with stuff like more marines, illegal goods which might give a fighting edge or even just their ships working as a makeshift system station.

Datz is without command:
as i mentioned above, getting reinforcements, which would mostly compromise of light corvettes, would allow datz's hunters pack to reform. maybe even bigger than before if that could work

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bunkering down in this case, would basically mean that we would be taking the hulls of all the dead ships floating around, maybe even going back and towing some of the ships we already destroyed, and creating small walls with them near the planet, such that our larger ships would have most of the space out towards outer space be blocked off, and therefor shielded. this would allow everyone to be more relaxed as teams of the striker classes would take turns acting as outlookers. keeping sensors alive to check if any pirate has entered the system.

while doing that, we might even be able to sell the parts of the ships we've killed, the ones not needed for our own ships which aren't the hull (needed for the small shields) in exchange for food. since those parts aren't exactly easy to get. and therefor sell for a pretty penny to spacers. which works perfectly since this is an agri-world and therefor can supply us with the food we need.

>>5210212
>”I’d like to change something.” (Write in)
reinforce our position and secure our supply line.
>”Any help is appreciated.” (Mark down where they will meet you.)
Ships with crews.
>”Assign her command.” (Of what ?)
What gleet anon said.

>>5210284
Fleet anon*
Because I'm shit at spelling.

>>5210212
>First of all, your movement plan:
how would we go about reinforcments?

>”Any help is appreciated.” (Mark down where they will meet you.)
as it goes two pair of eyes see more than one
they dont need ot be involved with the fighting but if they get some cleanup or screening action they are worth taking along

>Finally, Datz is without command:
desu id rather let her stew while doing some boring ass escort missons.
Her not having a ships most likely will lead to her running sims or such, i dont exactly percieve such as an all this hard punishment for disregarding and ignoring direct orders
yet i also dont know to what ship to asign her

also i just want to point out that Datz so far is proving to be much more of a match than Alpizar, Datz is hotheaded, dives into a magmastream head first and most likely would use er ship in a ramming maneuver, whereas Alpizar would be constantly trying to get us to relieve command to go into a papershoving job for "safety"
2 cents deposited

>>5210277
+1 Because frankly, having a working base that is friendly to us seems like a good idea to me.

>>5210484
except we cant "tow" ships so we need to fall back on ordinary floating debris. and i dont think passively waiting for the pirates to challenge us to a head on battle is the move to make right now.

epiphany time, how to freighters work in this setting? are they container haulers or are they massive "empty" space? anyways can we requisition one of the trade ships for the time being and use it as a collector/salvage barge?
we should prioritize functioning weapon systems and see if we can set them up as temporary sentry turrets? we load those jury rigged turrets onto the freighter and if we manage to nail tristan to a all out brawl we let the freighter create a no-fly-zone? how feasable does this sound?

Whatever we do with Datz we should probably assign her a destroyer soon, since it was apparently an insult to downgrade her to a frigate earlier. Losing her ships is punishment enough I feel, assign her to one of the raiders.

>>5210595
You've read yourself that the pirates are on high alert, continuing now will only end up in very costly battles for us. This break will stress the pirates, and decrease their coordination, remember these guys are criminals not a formal organization.

>>5210277
+1

>>5210636
I dont understand your reasoning? Youre saying those pirates who are always living on edge are gonna go nuts because we take a break from hunting them?

I am busy with my studies. I will try to update tomorrow, if I cannot, then I should be able to on Thursday.

>>5211389
I'm saying that now after multiple attacks against the pirates, they must be organizing under the direction of their new leader. who knows that the only way to stop us would be to ambush as many pirate ships as possible, well that's the point! How long can this leader keep all these little bands under his authority? While we rest and regain our strength, the pirates are divided again because the threat that brought them together, did not appear. Pirates by their nature can't act coordinated for a long time, unlike us.

Current influence: 10

BUY MENU:

FRIGATES:

>A striker-class frigate. (Cost 25 influence)

>A wolf-class frigate. (Cost 20 influence)

>A defender-class frigate. (Cost 15 influence)

DESTROYERS:

>Bullseye-class destroyer. (Cost 90 influence)

>Raider-class destroyer. (Cost 80 influence)

>Guardian-class destroyer. (Cost 70 influence)

LIGHT CRUISERS:

>Hou Yi-class light cruiser (Cost 300 influence) (In dock – 2)

>Timur-class light cruiser (Cost 280 influence) (In dock – 1)

>Rudra-class light cruiser (Cost 260 influence) (In dock – 1)

>Vigilance-class light cruiser (Cost 200 influence) (In dock – 0)

FUEL TANKERS:

>Short range tankers, extends jump range by 1. (Cost 5 influence)

>Medium range tankers, extends jump range by 3. (Cost 13 influence)

>Long range tankers, extends jump range by 6. (Cost 27 influence)

Should've posted this earlier

>>5210277

You could tow everything in system for a makeshift "wall". It will take some time and tie down your forces, but it is technically possible. Eventually the "wall" will naturally disintegrate as it will shift.

>>5212466
would it then be possible to weld the different ships into a makeshift station? of course not gonna be as good, anywhere near as good as a real station, but in the same way as the pirates, we should be able to weld some things together and make a functioning station-like base which orbits the agriculture world. taking all of the reactors out of the old ships and making a, albiet less strong than a specifically designed starbase reactor, one which can still power the smaller guns which are on the hulls of the destroyed ships?

>>5212536

You could, yes. The second-line formation is currently cannibalizing nearby ships to set the station up, but they are setting it up around the gas giant. Though they are only really taking the parts that they could use to make a proper temporary station.

>>5212547
could we then move it in a undershotting slingshot maneuver as to get it around the agriculture spacer world, and then simply create the space station by expanding out the temporary station as to make it a little bit less temporary-y?

>>5212564

It is possible. Though the locals might not appreciate it. There's a chance that if they have planetary cannons, they could try to shoot the station.

As for making it more permanent, you would need to invest more resources to make a permanent facility. Resources that you have no access to. But basic expansion is indeed possible with just the scrap laying around the system.

>>5212631
could we then maybe get into discussion with the leader of this agriponics world? id really like to maybe ask for her opinion about it, especially the idea of making it more permanent, which could make the world more attractive for visiting traders and other neutral parties (plus the defensive bonus it could give)

also, when you got the influence buying menu up, have we not earned any new influence through the destruction of these pirate forces? or at least some equal to the amount of ships we've lost?

>>5212646

>could we then maybe get into discussion with the leader of this agriponics world? id really like to maybe ask for her opinion about it, especially the idea of making it more permanent, which could make the world more attractive for visiting traders and other neutral parties (plus the defensive bonus it could give)

You can always ask, yes.

>also, when you got the influence buying menu up, have we not earned any new influence through the destruction of these pirate forces? or at least some equal to the amount of ships we've lost?

You have not been paid or rewarded for it, no.

>>5212653
then i definitely request a meeting with the agriponics world, if the other anons here are up for that.

>>5212869
Sure

>>5212547
What would Iron with his engineering skill be able to do with the ships being cannibalised? Since we did but that from him. Also, could you add him and his expertise to the character pastebin?

>>5212983

>What would Iron with his engineering skill be able to do with the ships being cannibalised?

You can ask him, yes.

>Also, could you add him and his expertise to the character pastebin?

I will add him on the morrow, thank you for pointing out that he is missing.

>>5212986
wait Iron is with us on this campaign? wtf lmao i thought he got some nice lab in orbit or so

>>5213180

>wait Iron is with us on this campaign? wtf lmao i thought he got some nice lab in orbit or so

Yes he is. His lab is a couple of rooms set up within your flagship.

Whilst dealing with everything related to the reorganizing of your command, one matter kept nagging you. The spacestation. What is currently being set up is temporary, makeshift, made to regulations, sure, but still not meant for longevity. Chances are, once you’ve dealt with the pirates, the station will simply be set up to fall into the gas giant. But wouldn’t that be a waste of resources ? If the station could be set up permanently, it would offer better protection to your men, it would also bring wealth to the locals as a trading station, perhaps it would allow ducal influence to seep into the area as well. Bringing order to these wilds lands is your mandate, no ?

Thinking further, you decide to have a talk with those living on the waterworld. The station would benefit them the most, but there is a chance that they might simply shoot it down. You have no idea how these barbarians think, after all.

“Comms, contact the local representative on the waterworld.”

“Yes, sir.” Sharply responds the officer.

Not long after that, Aliosha’s voice is heard. “Mister officer, how can we be of service ? Wanna buy more fish ?”

“Maybe, but for now, I have a more important matter to discuss.”

“Well, colour me intrigued. What could a valiant and daring officer of the empire want from a poor woman on the fringes like me.” She says, playfulness evident in her voice.

Ignoring her teasing, you continue on with your point. “The spacestation that is currently being built. I’d like to put it above Ceron.”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold your horses there, captain. We want nothing to do with a spacestation, much less one built by the imperials. We’d like to not have massive targets on our backs.” Panic now clear in her voice.

“Why ? The station will offer protection, it will bring trade.”

“And it will bring enemies, a lot of enemies. Food is scarce out here and our world produces a lot. One of the reasons no one tries to invade is because we pose no threat to anyone. And if they do try to invade, what are they gonna do ? Dive head first kilometres underwater ? Risk the utter destruction of their vessels for something that we could simply deny them ever getting ? So no, mister officer, I would rather not have the station above our heads. A spacestation is a liability rather than an asset for us.”

Well, that didn’t go as planned.

“We are already building a station in system, won’t that attract flak to you as well ?”

“The pirates built an outpost, but no one thinks that we’re pirates, same with you.”

>Try to convince her otherwise. (How?)

>Let the matter drop, you can’t be bothered dealing with the subspacers anymore.

>They think that they can deny the imperial navy ? We are putting the spacestation above them, whether they like it or not.

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>>5213903
>Try to convince her otherwise.
"even though those very same people which would target you are currently getting demolished by our own fleet? maybe i am just not getting the bigger picture, but if the local area was to be rid of the pirates, would a station not just help facilitate trade with the surrounding systems, the very systems which would otherwise pay so much that they will buy it from pirates? if anything, it might just make that very piracy begin to become obsolete. since it would become easier to get it legitimately and not from raiding parties. and even then, what would you have to loose? you said it yourself, you have kilometers of water between you and anyone trying to invade. if they were to take the station, you would loose nothing other than the station itself, since we are building it for free right now anyway"
and if that doesn't work, then just...i donno, just make that same station but around the gas planet, maybe there could be stuff like starship/dropship non-ftl fuel refining by capturing the gas from the planet, effectively making it work as a interplanetary bus-stop for neutral parties.

>>5213932
+1

>>5213932
+1 We have a diplomat among us.

>>5213903
>Let the matter drop, you can’t be bothered dealing with the subspacers anymore.
I want iron to build us a giant cannon that we can hide in the station and hide it in a gas giant or something.

>>5213932

Decent arguments. 1d100 best of 3

Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>5214567

Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>5214567

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>5214567

"Even though those very same people which would target you are currently getting demolished by our own fleet ? Maybe I am just not getting the bigger picture, but if the local area was to be rid of the pirates, would a station not just help facilitate trade with the surrounding systems ? The very systems which would otherwise pay so much that they will buy it from pirates ? If anything, it might just make that very piracy become obsolete, since it would become easier to get it legitimately and not from raiding parties. and even then, what would you have to lose ? You said it yourself – you have kilometres of water between you and anyone trying to invade. If they were to take the station, you would lose nothing other than the station itself, since we are building it for free right now anyway."

“And then the station gets blown to hell, since pirates are not the only threat in the area. I’m sure you know, mister officer, that the biggest threat posed to the empire isn’t some pirates, or us. It is you yourself. Same applies here, the pirates will die down, sure. Then what ? Everyone will sit around and share their feelings ? We have few people down here, in order to secure the station after you leave, we’d need crews dedicated to it, that is crew no longer working to maintain our leaky abodes. Not to mention, we don’t have the industry to manufacture vessels or maintain a spacestation, prerequisites for such an undertaking.

I will admit, you make good points, if we were to use the station, I have no doubt that our profits would soar, and as you said, we are more or less untouchable down here, but they don’t have to touch us. Hundreds, thousands of our own up in space make for some damn good negotiations tokens, and I don’t think my people are heartless enough to simply abandon them.”

“So you won’t budge ?”

“Not unless you could solve our manpower and industry issue. But if you somehow do it, well damn, we’d treat you as a holy saint of our people, mister officer.”

“Very well, ponder on it, I am certain you will the benefit soon enough.” You state whilst cutting off the call.

You quickly rise from your seat. They’re far too skittish, but getting reliable allies could be useful. Not like I have a powerful background or friends in high places to carry me further. Maybe Iron has some ideas ?

Arriving at the laboratory you return the salute given to you by the marines guarding the door. Entering it, you once more find the looming “gentle giant”, as he no doubt would describe himself, busying himself with one experiment or another, a bright one at that.

Shielding your eyes, you call out.

“Iron !”

Stopping his work, Iron’s head rises from the table, and then he turns around.

“Ah, captain. What brings you here ?”

“You aware of the happenings on outside of the lab ?”

“Very much so, yes. I take my own security very seriously you see.”

>>5214713

“Good, the station that we are building up, can you do anything with it ?”

“What are my resources ?”

“Whatever is in system.”

“Not much to work with then.” Iron says whilst pondering. “I suppose I could make some basic improvements. Like thicker armour, more weapon platforms.”

“Say.” Gazing upon Iron’s metallic frame you state. “Could you automate the station ?”

“Automation ? I suppose it would be possible. I could make basic V.I. scripts to carry out the various tasks needed. It would not be proper A.I., and you would still require organic oversight and maintenance, but if I fully automate it, I could cut the crew requirement by 90%.

However, I must caution you. It would make the station exceptionally vulnerable to cyberattacks, I would naturally put it failsafes and security measures, but those would be there without further updates and upkeep, not many have my genius when it comes to programming, you see.”

“All I care is whether or not you can do it, oh big headed one.”

“I can, but that would see most of the resources we have here exhausted. The resulting station would be small. Armed and armoured with whatever we could scrounge up.”

“Then what are our options ?”

>”I could up armour the station. It would naturally increase in size, but it could take more punishment before collapsing. I can design it in such a way that there would be bulkheads, numerous failsafes and other measure to increase the stations toughness and its longevity. I do have to point out however, that for its size, it would be subdued in firepower compared to other stations its size.”

>”It is possible for me to make limited V.I. scripts and install dedicated reactors for linked fire of railgun weapons, M.A.G. cannons, and laser turrets. It would require a large crew to maintain the overwhelming firepower that these weapons are capable of dishing out, the station would also be enlarged, but most of the armour would remain relatively thin.”

>”Finally, as mentioned previously, I could strongly automate the station. Further expansion without my direct oversight would be difficult, as the various V.Is would have to be reprogrammed to account for the new differences, but the crew requirement would be negligible. Naturally, compared to the previous two options, it would be both inferior in defence and firepower, as well as size, but it would be within the norm for its class.”

>”Of course, I am listening if you have more ideas.” (Write in)

>>5214716
>”Finally, as mentioned previously, I could strongly automate the station. Further expansion without my direct oversight would be difficult, as the various V.Is would have to be reprogrammed to account for the new differences, but the crew requirement would be negligible. Naturally, compared to the previous two options, it would be both inferior in defence and firepower, as well as size, but it would be within the norm for its class.”
Less maintenance means less losses if the station goes boom.

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>>5214716
>”It is possible for me to make limited V.I. scripts and install dedicated reactors for linked fire of railgun weapons, M.A.G. cannons, and laser turrets. It would require a large crew to maintain the overwhelming firepower that these weapons are capable of dishing out, the station would also be enlarged, but most of the armour would remain relatively thin.”
>”Of course, I am listening if you have more ideas.”
ask if he could allow for a quick retreat system within the star base with any ships we might bring back. the system working by launching the escape pods directly onto the planets towards specific collection areas where any and all manpower from the station would then sink to the bottom to be collected by the nearby underwater cities.

pic related, quick sketch i did

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(small, very rough design idea for the escape pods to be as simple to make as possible)

the pods would essentially just be a few atmospheric tanks, some crates of food and alot of seats for people to sit in until they get picked up by the city dwellers.

the design working by having the crew compartment be protected by a diamond tipped end which will make them more easily pass throgh the water on impact, with the bulkhead flaps working as to lessen speed until near inpact, which will have their supports be blown off strategically so that they break off near the top of the diamon tip.

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this doctrine works off of the idea that:
"anything which would be able to come close enough that it could fight back against us, we wouldn't be able to beat"
making it such that if a space battle is going on, and the station has deemed that the enemy can't be beaten, then the entire crew will easily be able to escape down towards safe locations before anyone get's close enough to even try and attempt to shoot down the escape pods.

another thing which i think would make our problem alot simpler, is if we were to take any pirate which we find alive and give them a choice. "work for your freedom or death" aka the more menial tasks of the space station are filled in with the pirates we capture which work for a promised 15 years, which will leave them afterwards with a choice of either staying as a free worker with actual pay or to move on with a crew from any stationed ship requiring manpower.
(we would of course also be taking ships which we defeat back here to be used in expansion of the station)

>>5214740
>>5214755
>>5214758
>>5214766

>>5214716

"An escape system ? I could design special escape pods meant for orbital reentry. It is not difficult to do so."

>"An advanced escape system would require a small enlargement of the station, but it would ensure that the entirety of the crew could be evacuated if need be. As with the automation option, this will see the least amount of upgrades upon the structure of the station itself."

>>5214787
that will be my vote then, since it directly helps with the problem which the agriponics worlder's have in it. being that they feel their manpower threatened by the station. this way they have nothing to loose if that is the case. while the defenses can just be upgraded later on.

>>5214787
+1

>>5214716
>>”It is possible for me to make limited V.I. scripts and install dedicated reactors for linked fire of railgun weapons, M.A.G. cannons, and laser turrets. It would require a large crew to maintain the overwhelming firepower that these weapons are capable of dishing out, the station would also be enlarged, but most of the armour would remain relatively thin.”

>>5214787
+1

>>5214716
>”I could up armour the station. It would naturally increase in size, but it could take more punishment before collapsing. I can design it in such a way that there would be bulkheads, numerous failsafes and other measure to increase the stations toughness and its longevity. I do have to point out however, that for its size, it would be subdued in firepower compared to other stations its size.”

Automate 1

Escape pods 3

Weapons 1

Armour 1

Writing.

>>5210595

>epiphany time, how to freighters work in this setting? are they container haulers or are they massive "empty" space?

Both. The merchants you had rescued have massive empty spaces, as it is easier and more convenient to gather large quantities of ore.

>anyways can we requisition one of the trade ships for the time being and use it as a collector/salvage barge?

You could probably ask for so, yes. They'd do it for free if you are willing to allow them to keep some of the scrap.

>we should prioritize functioning weapon systems and see if we can set them up as temporary sentry turrets? we load those jury rigged turrets onto the freighter and if we manage to nail tristan to a all out brawl we let the freighter create a no-fly-zone? how feasable does this sound?

Presuming you can somehow cram enough ammo onto them, ensure that they are crewed or automated. You could indeed just shotgun a bunch of turrets out of the hull.

Sorry this took a while to answer.
If I do not answer any questions you anons have, just bug me about it again. Chances are I forgot about them, just bring them to my attention and I will try to answer them as soon as possible.

“The escape pods then. An odd choice I must say. Most would take weapons or armour over means of escape. Personally, I had thought that more weapons would have been up your alley.”

“I like to take risks, not to try and kill myself.”

“From your record, the line between the two is thin.”

“Just do your job. How long will it take ?”

“A week or two. The construction crews seem experienced in station construction.”

“Once it is built, could you move it ?”

“With enough brute force, everything can be achieved. Strap some thrusters here and there, and I can indeed move it within system.”

“Good, get to it then.”

Saying so, you turn to leave the room.

Heading back to the bridge, you order your comms officer to contact the merchants.

“My Lord, how may I help you ?”

“You said you would gather those willing to fight to assist me. But I wonder if you could offer anything. Marines, supplies, parts, anything that could give us the edge ?”

“Well, our homeworld is decently industrialized, nowhere near the standard that you are used to I am sure, but I could ask around to see if anyone’s willing to donate.”

“Good, I will be staying here for a while, rally what you can here. One more thing, I will send some data of previous battlefields where we crushed the pirates, gather the hulks here. You can keep a part of the salvage as payment.”

“Very well, my Lord. We shall set out immediately. Some of my people are currently assisting your forces in their construction efforts. Should you have any questions, I shall give my son’s comm frequency, he can answer any questions you have.”

“I expect your swift return.” You say as means of farewell.

Finally, Datz. The last headache for the moment. You don’t have enough influence to get new vessels from the “mainland” for her, but maybe you could cajole the locals to give her command of one of their ships. Still, you are a bit unsure how to treat her.

For the moment, you find yourself with some free time.

May pick more than one. Write-ins encouraged

>Maybe I should try to get down to the waterworld, see how the folk live down there ?

>Perhaps I should converse with someone ? (Iron, Rasia, Tetreault, Datz, Payat, Mikel, Giacomo, Marc, waterworld representative, merchant’s son.)

>I think I shall just rest till life catches up with me. (CANNOT PICK ANYTHING ONCE THIS IS PICKED) (SKIPS TIME TILL EVERYTHING IS PREPARED)

>Maybe something else ? (Write in)

>>5215996
>Contact the rest of the other fleets.

First what is the situation with that noble who was guarding the entrance to this area? Second, how is the situation on the front line with the countess? Is last the general situation in the county? It's been a while since we went out on this expedition a summary of what's happening would be nice.

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>>5215996
>Perhaps I should converse with someone
alpizar, and then Ioanna Datz. first to check on the health of alpi, and then to congratulate ioanna on her exemplary work in the ambush, and to if anything tell her sorry for the downgrade we did eariler from destroyer to frigate only. but also reminding her that disobeying command like she did previously is not something one can just dissapear though other exemplary acts. maybe bringing some high-proof alcohol with as a apology gift and to loosen both up as to be more casual.
>Maybe something else ? (Write in)
rotating the different leadership positions around.

Marc Ahsing keeps the current position as the leader of the emperors dagger, with horus as his main ship.

Giacomo Kenne becomes the leader of the spear of bronze

Payat Teigon becomes the leader of the special mars wrath detachment with personal choice of which destoryer he takes command of.

Ioanna Datz becomes the leader of the silken death light attachment. with the heavy caviat being that when we tell her this at the personal meeting, we say that this is also a test of a sort, to see if she will keep in line from now on. since otherwise we won't trust her in any higher ship size engagements anymore if she does so.

>>5216035
I'd support this, but I don't think we should give Datz a light cruiser right away. Her insubordination cannot be overlooked, but I suppose we can view losing the rest of her command as punishment enough. Get her back on a destroyer, but not the light cruiser. Hell, maybe put her on the other Mars Wrath destroyer, and have her subordinate to Teigon for the time being, as way of probation.

>>5216046
okay fair, but then we should still keep the whole thing about using it as a test, since she has now shown herself as being possibly not worth of any higher position with her subordination.

so, teigon would become leader of silken death and datz becomes leader of mars wrath.

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oh i should probably also say:
i support >>5216023 as i also wish if we could get some knowledge from the outside

and after the visits to alpizar and datz, i would definitely wanna ask the merchants & merchants son about the possibility of a "salvage fleet" aka, a small group of merchant ships which would follow us around and gather any and all killed/incapacitated ships to tear them apart for use back at the station, or to repair into new small frigates if they were undamaged enough.

& QM, can we possibly in the future have a "surrender, and yet live" option when meeting smaller pirate fleets? that way we could roll to see which ships might defect to our side.

>>5216091

>& QM, can we possibly in the future have a "surrender, and yet live" option when meeting smaller pirate fleets? that way we could roll to see which ships might defect to our side.

If you are somehow able to convince the pirates, I suppose. Keep in mind, most of them expect to die if captured, regardless of what is offered. As you might expect, pirates are not treated kindly by any authority.

>>5215996
>>Maybe I should try to get down to the waterworld, see how the folk live down there ?

We shouldn't give Datz a new ship.

>>5216337
as in not on this campaign? cuz datz does get jobs done, we just gotta figure out how we can make her job donning(?) align with orders.
Also keep in mind we put Datz from a destroyer onto a frig, so if you see it in the way she was trying to prove herself as more than a lousy frig captain, albeit backfiring by disobeying orders, she still dished out and was right there in the middle of the heat, commendable if it werent, as said, about the whole order thing.
So i'd recomend reprimanding her in front of the other captains about not following orders, but also highlighting that her leading role has been noticed the ghoul has to rise more ghouls, yes?. Then give her back command of a destroyer, on this campaign or after idc just make it clear to her.

>>5215993
thanks for answering and ill make sure to ping if you take too long next time 👌
>>5215996
>Perhaps I should converse with someone ? (Iron, Rasia, Tetreault, Datz, Payat, Mikel, Giacomo, Marc, waterworld representative, merchant’s son.)
-tetreault ask her if she already has a lock on a own command? (surprise her that we are in fact able to think of the future + making sure the next up and comming captain (knight?) under the countess isnt at least opposed to us)
-check in on marc hows our second-in-command feeling his classic career kickoff as a pirate hunter? maybe get a few pointers on sword styles?
-idk id like to at least check up on all and do some small talk cant think off anything truly specific for the lot of em.
-on second thought annoy iron with some "the ape is here mr. xenos"

you ok qm?

“Comms, get one of the second-line ships to return back to friendly territory. I want a sit-rep on the happening on the frontier and within the county and the duchy.”

“Right away, sir.” Rapidly setting off to his task, responds the officer.”

“Tetreault, I want Datz to meet me in my quarters, also have the merchant’s son on standby, I will talk to him afterwards.” You state rising from you seat.

“Understood, captain.” Your XO nods.

Datz, oh Datz. Why must you cause me such a headache ? You aren’t particularly certain on how to treat her, even after all this time. For a moment you considered giving her command of one of the Vigilance classes, but her insubordination is a problem. Eventually your mind turned to restoring her destroyer command. If what Teigon said is true, you might’ve inadvertently insulted her by degrading her command. But even on that you are torn, facts are facts, and she disregarded direct orders, giving her higher command, wouldn’t it simply encourage insubordination ? So now you consider not giving her command at all, at the very least for the moment. Decisions, decisions. Sometimes it suck to be the one in charge.

Rubbing your eyes, you grab a bottle of vodka from the fridge and set it down on the table alongside some left over salted fish you had saved specifically for the moment that you planned to crack that bottle open.

Having to await Datz’s arrival, you concentrate on tapping away at your datapad. Organizing a “salvage fleet”, you want to get read from the locals to see if they wouldn’t be willing to go in after you and scoop up everything of value that you would have to unfortunately leave behind.

Eventually, your attention is drawn as the doorbell rings.

“Come in.” You say.

With your permission granted, in steps a woman. “Lady-Commander Ioanna Datz, reporting as ordered, sir.” She says with a proper salute, her posture ramrod straight, a far cry from the relaxed and easy going Datz you encountered in the bar months back.

“At ease Lady-Commander. Sit.” You gesture to the ottoman in front of you.

Taking up your offer, she sits down in front, her back still straight.

“I think you know why I called you here ?” You do the best impression of a teacher about to scold a student possible, after all, you were on the receiving end of it numerous times yourself.

“I do, sir.” She responds nervously.

“And that is ?” Maintaining a cold face, you ask.

“Me disregarding Lord-Commander Teigon’s orders.” She finally admits.

“So you do know that you did wrong.” Sighing you continue. “Tell me, Datz, why did you disobey his orders ?”

>>5218040

“Sir, it is because he is far too passive of commander, sir. Our orders were to prevent the pirate’s escape. If I had done as Teigon had ordered, we would have maintained a fair distance. In my mind, there is no doubt that the pirates would have disengaged once they would have realized that we were there not to fight, but to delay. Sir.” In a single breath she recites her reasoning. Seems like she practiced her speech beforehand.

Opening the bottle, you pour out a shot for her. “Relax, Datz, take a breath. I don’t want you passing out on me.”

“Thank you, sir.” Taking up your offer, she downs the shot, her expression remaining unchanged despite the burn of the alcohol.

“Let me ask you one question, Datz. Did you think that me assigning you to lead a frigate detachment after you were in command of destroyer was an insult ? A sign that I lack trust in your command ?”

“Permission to speak openly, sir ?” Locking her eyes with yours, she asks.

“Granted.”

“That is the most common practice in this shithole of a navy. Just because you insulted an inbred bastard’s cousin twice removed, whilst still being his brother, you would lose command due to unforeseen incidents and accidents.” With a bitter expression she remarks.

“I see. Well, Datz, as you might be aware, I am not a noble, well I wasn’t until a few months ago. No insult was meant and none should be taken. I am not so petty to as put my best officers in worthless positions wasting away their talent. Am I clear ?”

“Perfectly, sir.”

“Good. I haven’t yet made a decision about your insubordination and future command, but this conversation had cleared up a few doubts of mine. And I also want to congratulate you, from what I heard your contribution for the ambush was decisive.” You pour out another shot. “You may leave.”

Datz downs it in one like before, rises from her seat, salutes, and departs.

Shortly thereafter, the doorbell rings once more.

“Enter.” You say in a tired voice.

Stepping through the doorway is a man in his mid-40s, short cut black hair and an equally black bushy beard. He wears a dirty mechanic’s undersuit, tools weighing him down. The man, despite looking rough and tough and being twice your age, seems extremely nervous in your presence, his eyes darting about your quarters.

“My Lord, this lowly one is Keanan Kolwyck.”

Damn, that’s uncomfortable. I was usually the one forced to grovel in front of nobility.

“Relax, Keanan. Come, si-, erm. Wait a sec.” You rise from your seat and grab a towel, laying it down on top of the ottoman. “Now then, sit.” You say, having secured the cleanliness of your furniture.

Fidgeting, the man sits down. Seeing just how his nerves are strained, you pour him a shot, and one for yourself. Noticing that you are about to drink, he too grabs the glass and pours it down his gullet.

>>5218043

“Now then. I called you here because I have a proposal.” You say handing over the datapad.

Having some intoxicants in his system, the man seems to relax somewhat and starts looking over your proposal.

“This…seems dangerous…but profitable. I am sure that ma’ and pa’ will be willing to tag along.”

“Excellent. Now, come, let’s drink on it.” With a smile you say.

A few drinks and some salted fish after, both of you converse like old friends. Through the conversation, you were able to pick up some details about the man’s homeworld, but interestingly enough, he hadn’t revealed where exactly it is, he still seems to be guarded against you.

Still, you learnt that his homeworld – Voth – is industrialized. Having a predominately carbon dioxide based atmosphere, the planet itself is reminiscent of Mars of old. A red world, rich in iron. It also has massive deposits of copper and even uranium. Their politics seem centred around domed cities ruled by clans. Said clans are divided in duties, but united under a single ruling council. His clan for example, specialized in trade, whilst some neighbouring clan would specialize in agriculture, another in military, etc.

Eventually, the conversation dies down and you let the man go.

After a cold glass of water, gotta stay hydrated after drinking, and a shower, to wash away the smell, you tidy up your quarters. Before hopping in, you had instructed the bridge crew to contact the waterworld and inquire whether or not you could go down to the world’s surface. But before that, you wanted a quick conversation with Tets, a conversation about her future.

“Enter.” You answer as the doorbell yet again rings.

“Captain, you wanted to see me.” Questions Tetreault.

“I did. Come, sit.” Gesturing for her, you too sit down, a couple of coffee cups set on the table, with a lot of sugar and cream next to them.

With her usual sweet tooth, and perfect table manners, she begins to elegantly sip the coffee.

“Tetreault, have you thought about what you will do once you graduate from being my XO ?” You ask smiling.

“I have, sir. Although this may come abruptly, but my parents are in negotiations to secure me a posting in one of the combat fleets, Talon facing. Presuming the talks succeed, I shall be departing your service.”

That came out of nowhere.

“I see. Do you perhaps have in mind someone to take over your position, presuming you will be departing my command ?”

“Unfortunately, no. Being frontier facing, there is a lack of proper XOs to be acquired.”

“You said that you will have command ? Of what class ?”

“I know not. But I presume that I shall be granted frigate command.” That look in her eyes. She knows the mortality rate of frigate crews in a proper, imperial vs. imperial, engagement.

“Have you considered furthering you career under me ?”

>>5218045

“Perhaps. I had though about it, sir. Having a familiar officer in command would ease my worries, but then I remembered who my superior officer in this situation would be.” A barely distinguishable smirk appears on her face. Is that a joke I just heard ?

Laughing yourself, you simply state. “Think about it, Tets. I’d be shame for me to lose a friendly face.”

“Understood, sir. Now, if I may be excused ?”

“You are.”

Saluting, she departs your quarters.

Suddenly, you comm devices rings.

“Captain, the waterworlders seem willing to let you down. Apparently, Lord-Commander Ahsing had requested the same. It also seems like he had convinced Lord-Commanders Kenne and Leiser to come along with.”

“Understood, prepare a shuttle, I will be there shortly.”

Leaving your quarters, you stop in place in the middle of the corridor, you were heading towards the hangar, but something passed through your mind. I wanna fuck with Iron.

A giddy smile on your face, you head to the lab.

Quickly entering the room, you watch as a piece of the stealth shuttle is currently being affected by a gravitational field, an Iron seems to be tapping away at a datapad, seemingly unaware of your presence. Your feet, as light as feathers, begin to slowly make their ways towards him. Time for a practical joke. Slowly, slowlyy, slowlyyy.

“I can see you; you know.”

Shit !

“How ?” You question.

Iron simply points to the two drones hovering over him, looking at you.

“I suppose I should have known that such a brilliant alien mind of paranoia would detect me.”

“I am not an alien. Just because I am at the perfection of human mind, that does not mean that I am an alien. Only a primitive would consider something he does not understand alien.” There is a hint of annoyance clear in his voice.

“Ah, yes. Thus such a way of speech, far removed from how anyone normal would speak.”

“Did you come here to annoy me, or did you actually have a point.”

“Nah, I came here just to fuck with you.” You answer lazily.

Seemingly not expecting such an answer, Iron turns to you, his work forgotten. “Charming. Truly. I can see how my perfection would attract one’s interest for the purposes of entertainment, but as you may very well be aware. I. Am. Busy.” Threat clearly apparent.

“Then I will leave you to it. To be frank, I had expected much greater from you by this point.” Sighing you depart. You swear you could hear the sound of metal bending and glass shattering as the door closes.

Having finished your harassment campaign, you hop into a prepared shuttle. A detachment of marines awaiting you there.

“Captain. Everyone’s prepared.” Reports Warwick.

“Let’s get going then.”

>>5218048

You’ve seen water before, but never on this scale. Being in orbit doesn’t really do justice to the sheer amount in front of you. Only now your mind can truly comprehend what is in front of you. Granted, you could’ve gone without the massive shaking of the shuttle, as you entered the atmosphere. Still, the sight of kilometres high waves is worth it.

Eventually, you reach an artificial island, a cube really, upon which a landing pad had been made. Around it, are three more shuttles currently circling, your officers awaiting your arrival no doubt.

The pad, being pretty massive, is able to accommodate all four shuttles.

Stepping out, your officers quickly come over and salute you.

“Captain. Good to see you on our excursion.” And overly excited Marc quickly greets you.

“I was pretty curios myself about these folks.” You say smiling. “Anyways, how do we get down there.”

As if on cue, a part of the pad rises, revealing a massive lift, currently populated by people in bulky spacesuits, though clearly modified to suit the planet rather than open space. There area about three dozen of them, you are unsure how effective of fighters they are, but as you’d expect, the rifle they wield are outdated, perhaps a century old design from what you can tell. Suppose there’s no need for more powerful rifles in a place like this.

Out of the group, one walks forward. “Greetings, mister officer. We’re honoured that you’d take interest in our humble abode.” The familiar voice of Aliosha calls out. Extending her hand she states. “Welcome to Ceron.”

“A pleasure.” You shake her hand. Your gauntlet meeting her own, naturally you took your blade with you. These people had been friendly thus far, but you never know what might happen.

“Now then, please follow me. I assume your fancy uniforms will protect you ?” Looking you up and down she asks.

“It will protect us from pressure, provide us with oxygen, and it will ensure that we remain dry. Do not worry about us.”

“That’s assuring. Wouldn’t want your fleet to start bombing us if you somehow end up swolling seawater.”

Following after her, you step onto the lift. Even with over one hundred people on the lift, in barely feels like the space is occupied.

As the lift accelerates, and the feeling of your gut rising takes over, you find yourself with a few free moments to think:

The fleet needs reorganizing.

>Maybe I should change things about ? (Follow >>5216035 )

>Maybe I should change things about ? (Write in)

>It’s fine as it is.

This damn issue about Datz has been tearing at me for too long.

>Give her command. (Of what ?)

>She will get her command after we return to friendly space.

>>5217773

Just being lazy, playing a lot of warband and studying. No need to worry anon. Now, if I am gone for 72 hours, then I'd say you anons should start to worry.

>>5218052

>Maybe I should change things about ? (Follow >>5216035 # )
Fleet-anon is our specialist in fleet organization, after all he created this system.

>Give her command now.
This may be our last chance to more permanently recruit a trusted officer, remembering that by the end of our campaign loyalty is going to be an issue.

By the way QM how is the situation of our favorite chief engineer? Is he trained a replacement or has he appointed a candidate he would recommend putting in his place?

>>5218090

>By the way QM how is the situation of our favorite chief engineer? Is he trained a replacement or has he appointed a candidate he would recommend putting in his place?

Gavril's doing his thing. Conversation will be had with him next update.

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>>5218052
>Maybe I should change things about ? (Follow 5216035 (You) )
i of course choose my own option

>Give her command.
of the mars wrath detachment, with the heavy warning that this is the show of trust we have in her. the last of it to a degree. so if she goes against command, even if she sees something to be dis-advantageous, then she will have her privileges as a ship commander removed for the rest of her stay in our fleet and her files will have these command breaks-of-command be mentioned within her file for future officers to look over when determining her actions.

though, do also mention. that she can always. always mention anything she might think to her higher officers. at least while within our chain of command. and if she is ignored then she can bring the recordings of the naval battle comms chatter to our attention if she deemed her advice could've helped in any fight where it was otherwise denied.
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>>5218055
good thing at least, i was becoming kind of worried, but with how long the post was then i definitely cannot say the breaks you took in between were un-warranted.
keep up the good work&writing. i'll definitely be reading along for a long time to come!

>>5218052
>It’s fine as it is.
>She will get her command after we return to friendly space.

At the present time we don't have a ship that lacks a commander, do we?

>>5218052
>Maybe I should change things about ? (Follow >>5216035 )

>Give her command. Put Payat in charge of her, and emphasise the importance of following his orders. Put her on probation essentially.

>>5218052
>Maybe I should change things about ? (Follow >>5216035 # )
>Give her command.
What fleet-ano said

Your stomach drops. I’ll never get used to these damned lifts. You grumble in your mind.

“Now, this is one of our main arteries for surface travel, meant for large scale transportation, as such, that door leads straight into the open ocean. I recommend you tighten those fancy uniforms of yours, since we will be flooding the room soon.”

You, alongside your subordinates, activate the uniform’s protective capabilities. You feel as the suit slightly puffs out, creating a space between your body and the uniform, a means of retaining heat for as long as possible, at the same time, your gloves and shoes are tightened by the uniform, ensuring that there are no gaps. Then, from your collar, rises a thin membrane, encompassing your entire head, before it slightly expands, ridding you of the rather uncomfortable feeling.

Soon thereafter, the locals begin turning valves, allowing water to flood the elevator. With the water level rising steadily, you are quickly engulfed. Luckily, you feel no chill, at least for now. Your uniform is able to sustain your body heat, but the rather chilly water will begin to sap away at your body heat in due time.

With the chamber full of water, the massive door laboriously rises. Before your eyes, is a vast wasteland, as far as the eye can see, which isn’t all that much, seeing just how dark it is down here. Once you turn your head however, you are greeted by the sight of domes, endless labyrinthine networks of corridors. The sight that catches your eyes the most are the vast “farms”. See through domes, nothing more that skeletal structures with small enough gaps to prevent escape in some cases, in others actual glass, are choke full of fish. All of these are provided by vast fields of seaweed and algae, both providing oxygen and food.

You are quickly escorted to a walker, a large machine with twelve legs digging deep into the ground. The thing doesn’t look to be capable of swimming, but you are sure that its capability to carry large quantities of material make the loss of mobility acceptable.

“This is breath taking.” You hear a voice in your ear. It takes you a moment to place it as Leiser’s voice.

“How many people do you think live here ?” Questions Kenne.

“Just this place alone ? I’d say they could house about five thousand. Maybe more if there are other parts that we cannot see.” Responds Marc.

“Why do you think that.” You ask.

“Oh, uh, well, captain. My family used to go on vacation to a nice waterworld as well. A lot more, um, peaceful than this one, they too had underwater cities.” He exclaims.

Damn rich kid. My vacation time was spent in part-time work in a shop.

>>5219221

Continuing one, you eventually manage to make your way onto the walker. The chamber that you enter into first quickly ejects the water around, allowing fresh air, as fresh as it can be you suppose, to fill your lungs. With watery death no longer an immediate issue, the locals seem more relaxed as they start to meander out of the airlock. (Or would it be a waterlock in this case ?) You quickly enter a large room, clearly meant for the large-scale transportation of goods.

“Well, mister officer, enjoy the ride, it will take about ten or so minutes until we reach the main entrance. Oh, and since I am your guide here, I suppose we should talk face-to-face rather than helmet-to-face.”

At those words, she turns her helmet, pressure hissing as it is released. With the helmet gone, the raven black hair, a rather pale face and blue eyes of a above average looking woman, with clearly no genehancements, is revealed.

“Anyways, we’ll have plenty of time to converse afterwards, I’ll leave you boys alone.” She says with a smile and a wink.

With that, a few subspacers are left in the chamber, most had departed the room, allowing for a private conversation, judging by the distance that they took up away from you. Your men had not been napping, they too spread out in a circle around the four of you, ensuring your safety to the best of their abilities.

Rather than allow an awkward silence to set in, you pipe up. “So, how do you all feel starting off the classic career as a pirate hunter ? A better start than having to fight in a proper engagement ?” You say with a smile.

Small chuckles escape the mouths of everyone present.

“I’d say it is just as exciting as all of our previous battles.” States Kenne.

“At least there’s less ramming this time.” Jokes Leiser.

“Still as dangerous, I’d say. Just in a different way.” Tiredly responds Ahsing

“Oh, how so ?” You question Marc.

“Well, erm…I don’t know. When we were fighting against the Emarians and the Raisatans, at least I knew where they were, you know ? Now, we are chasing someone unconcerned about giving territory, someone willing to skulk about and stab us when we least expect it. It just feels like I have to keep my mind sharp every single waking moment.” Admitting his worries, Marc states.

“I understand how you feel. There’s no need to worry, remember, these pirates are undisciplined, flying ships so far out of date that they should belong in a museum. You’ll do fine, all of you will done fine.” I’ve gotten pretty good at this whole, inspirational leader thing.

Your officers seem a bit calmer now, and it is only now that you realize, all three of the are younger than you. This fact had slipped your mind in the chaos of war, but now, staring at the youthful faces, you cannot blame them for being worried.

>>5219222

A bit more small talk later, Aliosha comes back and greets you once more. “Well, mister officer we’ve docked. Prep your lungs for some fresh, algae recycled air.” She says with her usual smirk before heading to the airlock, quickly turning the handle, opening the door.

Bright lights greet you, stinging your eyes for a moment. Then you realize just how massive the place his. A garage, judging by the equipment thrown around and two more massive walkers, alongside a dozen other things. Here finally you see some actual subs that you had originally expected to witness.

“Now then, please excuse me for a moment, I’ve got to doll up you see.” With a cheeky grin Aliosha disappears from your sight. With her gone, you do notice that from the three dozen men previously, that number had inflated to around one hundred.

“Lieutenant Ahyet, have the men prepared for a rapid exfil, if need be.” You whisper into your comm, an especially small device in your ear this time.

“Understood, sir.” You watch as the man slightly changes his stance.

The atmosphere visibly grows tense as the wait stretches on, but eventually your guide returns. You finally realized why she was acting so happy-go-lucky, she did it for her side just as much as yours.

“Well then, mister officer. Shall we begin this guided tour ?” The now out of her bulky suit, the rather fit woman asks.

“I am truly looking forward to it.” You return her smile.

The proceeding tour goes as one would expect. The guides you to the best upkept and nicest places in the city. The novelty, after passing your fifth see-through tunnel, quickly wears off. Instead, alongside the journey, you had picked your guide’s brain.

You were able to learn a few things of interest, though nothing of truly great import, Aliosha refusing to tell you anything that could compromise the city with fake platitudes and excuses. Despite all of this, you were able to discover that there are more cities like this on the world, and that they are all united as a single entity under a loose confederacy. Aliosha here being the representative of this little town, elected by the people. You also learnt that Ceron had been settled about one hundred years ago, give and take a few. In the end, despite the original novelty of the world itself, the feeling of a rivet nearly smashing your head, did not help to improve your opinion on the place. Aliosha had apologized profusely for the unfortunate incident, but the fact that such a failure happened in an area she considers “neat and clean” tells you just how much the locals must fight against the crushing depths. Finally, you finished off the journey on the most enjoyable thing – food. Delicious fish, wrapped in seaweed salted and spiced. Eventually, with a full belly, you had set off from the world, thinking that it was a nice place to visit, but hell to live in.

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You parry the blow and step forward and slash downwards. Finally got you ! You smile. Unfortunately, you quickly find yourself overextended, having put too much strength in the blow, you are carried by momentum, as your foe neatly side steps you. In your final moments see as the swords pommel rams you straight into the face.

CRACK !

“FUCK !” You curse.

“Ahhh, captain, captain ? Are you okay ? I’m so, so sorry.” Marc’s panicked voice is heard.

You’d be fine with him being so apologetic, where it not for the fact that Gavril and Warwick are both laughing their asses off at your suffering.

Why did I think it would’ve been a good idea to get Marc to teach me.

Mentally lambasting yourself, you grab the hand extended to you. Rising to your feet, you quickly get a handkerchief into your bleeding nostril.

“Lieutenant Ahyet, captain’s order, practice melee with Lord-Commander Ahsing.”

The laughter dies in your LT’s mouth. And this is why you don’t laugh at the suffering of your superiors.

Taking a seat, you let the blood flow.

“So, did you find a replacement ?” You ask through your stuffed nose.

“I’m training a couple, yea. Good guys. Hard working and with a heart of adventure, unlike this old bag of bones.” Responds Gavril.

“If you’re a bag of bones, then what am I ? Still rotting flesh ?”

With a laugh, he responds. “Keep living like you do, and you might soon be.”

“Encouraging as always, my old friend.” You respond with sarcasm.

“I’m just messing with ya.” He says in good humour. “But no, in all seriousness. I really hope that these pirates fuck off and die. I really wanna head home now.”

“What did your childhood sweetheart call for you ?”

“Nah, nothing like that. My sister got married, not only that, the already gave birth. Once I get back, I really want to hold my nephew in my arms.” He let’s out a weak chuckle. “Never thought I’d become Uncle Gavril.”

“You’ve seen a picture ?”

“I did, yea. Cute little bugger. Hope I get to him before he grows to adulthood. Damn cowardly bastards, wasting my time.” He grumbles in annoyance.

“Any plans after that ?”

“Yea, use my retirement package to open up a repair shop. Got the skills for it, might as well use them. Make some cash, make a name for myself. Find a wife with a big ass, huge tits, and wide hips !”

You laugh at that statement.

Your laughter is interrupted by another crack. Turning towards the noise, you watch Warwick slamming painfully onto the floor. Luckily, the duelling room aboard your Timur is padded all over. And once more, Marc is extremely apologetic to his beaten opponent, unknowingly rubbing salt into the wound.

“How’re we holding up, lieutenant ?” You ask with a smirk.

“Just fu-“ He holds his tongue. “Just fine, sir.”

>>5219228

“Stay calm, lieutenant. Marc means no insult. Gav.” You turn to the man next to you.

“What ?” A look of clear understanding flashes across his face.

With a wide grin you state. “Warrant officer Radu. In order to ensure your combat effectiveness, I order you to duel with Lord-Commander Ahsing.”

Annoyance clear on his face, Gavril finally rises with a defeated look.

Can’t pass this one up. “Chin up, Gav. You gotta stay fit to find a nice woman for yourself.” You start laughing.

“Not cool man, not cool at all.” Defeated, he says whilst grabbing a practice blade.

“LT, how’s your command looking ?” You ask Warwick, now sitting next to you.

“I and the lads are doing fine. Had to beat down some misbegotten pride that some of the rookies had, but everything’s under control now. Just because they went through some spec ops training, they all thought that they were tough shit. We thought them that they are nothing than a wet fart on the breeze.”

You laugh. “As long as everything is under control. I expect that we will have a lot more boarding actions in the future.”

“How come ?”

“I am thinking of maybe seizing some ships intact.”

“The fuck why ?” He calls out. “Erm, I mean, may I ask why, sir ?”

“I’ve got an idea forming in my head, an idea that will require ships. That is all you need to know for now lieutenant, I might very well change my mind later on. Just wanted to give you a heads up beforehand.”

“Understood, sir. I will make the marines ready, run some drills for boarding actions. If we’re gonna be boarding more in the future, I’d say that you should get some boarding shuttles and torpedoes.”

“Maybe, we’ll have to see once we return to proper civilization.”

Hours later, just as you get out of the shower, your datapad rings.

“Sir ? The messenger ship has returned. I am relaying the date you requested.”

“Thank you, officer, that will be all.” You say cutting the connection.

Four weeks there, and four weeks back. The info I just got is already out of date.

Perusing the gathered information, you learn these things:

The Countess, as was expected, won. The Raisat Star League has been reformed into the Gillon diktat. Apparently, one of the league members had long been in the pocket of the Countess, jumping out in the most opportune moment, easily securing victory and signing a treaty of “friendship and trade” with the Countess and the Duchy as a whole. Another subspacer nation had now fallen under the influence of the ducal house.

Another piece of good news – Commander Pavlovich had reported that there had been no sightings of pirates for a while now. Your presence here seems to have, at least for the moment, brought some reprieve to the territories loyal to the Duchy.

>>5219229

One more thing of interesting note – Knight-Captain Todoroff is now apparently Baronet-Captain Todoroff. A rapid promotion. Though you suppose that is not surprising, he was the leader of your group after all.

And finally, an unnerving piece catches your eyes. There has been a general escalation in the sheer amount of skirmishing against both House Scorpio and Talon. The situation at the front is precarious.

Chances are, once you are done here, you will be pulled to face against the two hostile duchies. This news makes you recall your quick conversation with Rasia.
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“You know, at this point in my life, the thoughts of my son going to war are the only thing occupying my mind.” Says Alpizar taking a drink of wine.

“I can understand that worry. I remember my father’s expression whenever he learnt that someone, he knew had passed away due to the war.” And that was the truth, your uncle had died, and you vividly remember your fathers stone face when he learnt the news, only later, when he thought that he was alone, did you see him cry by himself. The man had tried to make sure that you’d never see his weak side.

You also take a sip of wine. You have to admit, Alpizar’s quarters are far more intricate when it comes to decorations, you had asked her about it, and apparently it had come furnished like this. Those bastards had cheeped out one me ! You grumble in your mind.

“You holding up well ?”

“Yea, I’m doing fine.” She gives you a smile. “Now that I’ve rested, and had some wine in me, I think that I am doing just fine.”

“Good to hear. I’ll need you at full 100% for the upcoming fight.”

“I won’t disappoint you, Proenza. No matter what, we’ve got to win this.”

“Speaking of winning, you thought about what you will do once you are back home ? Besides loving your child, I mean.”

“Afterwards, huh ?” She begins to ponder. “No, I can’t say I have. As I said, my mind was preoccupied. Now that I think about it, I am really not sure what I will do afterwards.”

“Well, once your kid grows, why not go see the galaxy ? This time as a civilian, without the friendly locals shooting at you.” You say with a smile.

Chuckling she responds. “That’d be a nice change of pace. I do hope that this war comes to an end. Enough lives have been lost as it is.”

“Hopefully not before I make admiral.” You cannot hold back a quip.

“So that you make admiral.” She raises her glass.

“So that you see a peaceful galaxy.” You raise your in turn.
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>>5219232

Returning to present, you wipe away the old data, and look over your fleet organization. You gave Datz her chance, and you hope that she will not fail you. Still, the lack of frigates is becoming a pain. You had hoped that you could draw in some reinforcements at some point, but with the ever-frequent skirmishes at the border, you doubt that the Countess will be willing to detach extra forces. At the end of the day, pirates will never be as threatening as a hostile noble house within the Unbroken Empire.

After dressing up, you return to the bridge.

“Captain, the merchants have returned, with some help this time.” Reports the comms officer. “They are requesting for a conversation.”

“Put them through.”

“My Lord, as promised, we have returned.” Happily, informs you the old man.

“Good to see you alive and well. What have you brought me this time ?”

“We were able to gather some volunteers. About three hundred men fit for combat, though lacking proper power armour, I hope you understand that they are armoured only in protection suits, but they are all willing to put their lives on the line for the chance of taking down the pirates. As well as about five hundred men willing and able to serve as crews.” Says the old woman.

“We’ve also gathered some processed parts, electronics and the like. As well as some engineers with some work suits. We should be able to carry out repairs in the field.” Finishes the old man.

“And the other cargo ships ?” You ask puzzled, there being about 6 more massive trading ships alongside the two original.

“Ah, that one, yes. That one is owned by my uncle, that one by my brother-in-law, that is owned by my niece… they had gathered up the various wrecks you directed us to.”

“Can you do anything with them ?” With some tiredness you ask. You thought that nobles were bad, but you now realized – clans are worse.

“We gather pieces from them and dragged the intact ones here. We could probably repair them, but that would expend some of our resources that we brought along, and we can’t really repair them to the standard that you are accustomed to, your Lordship.” Says the woman.

>Star repairing them, and send them to these coordinated (Where ?)

>Star repairing them, we will wait till they are functional.

>Keep the parts, they may come in use later.

>Gather the scrap and direct it towards the space station. Maybe you can expand it further ?

>(Write in)

>>5219235
QM Could you repost the map of this area to make our decision easier?

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There you are.

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>>5219235

Also forgot this.

>>5219235
>Gather the scrap and direct it towards the space station. Maybe you can expand it further ?
Re enforce order within the system. Bring stability to these savater worlds
“In our conquest, we will leave then better than when we came” - horus lupercal

>>5219235
>Gather the scrap and direct it towards the space station. Maybe you can expand it further ?

Establishing a stable base in this region will have the effect of stabilizing the systems around us, however after they finish their work they should go to the Jed system until we stabilize the central region.

>>5219235
>Gather the scrap and direct it towards the space station. Maybe you can expand it further ?
Automating it would be useful.

>>5219235
>>Gather the scrap and direct it towards the space station. Maybe you can expand it further ?

>>5219235
>Gather the scrap and direct it towards the space station. Maybe you can expand it further ?

i think the armor would now be a good idea
first, because it will make the agri-worlders feel more secure while inside, letting them feel more comfortable with the new station.

two: because it makes it alot harder to destroy, since as a stationary target, if it's getting attacked, it's much easier to shoot it, than it is for it to shoot the pirates.

and 3:because any pirate which would see a armored station might begin thinking twice. any pirate can think "i might get lucky and kill em in one shot!" to try and aliviate their fears. but no one can that when it takes many more shots while actively taking fire from the station.

>>5219235
>Gather the scrap and direct it towards the space station. Maybe you can expand it further ?
How where the viking raiders defeated? Fortresses.

“Gather what you have and leave it next to the station. Your son had also looked over my proposal, he should direct it to you in a moment. As for us, we are preparing to move, transfer me the comm signals of your volunteer forces.”

“Understood, my Lord.” Both the man and the woman say at once.

Cutting the comm, you turn to your XO. “Tetreault, gather our forces, we’re leaving.”

“Understood, sir.” She responds.

With the reformed fleet, you swing around the system’s star, departing the safe heaven you built in these tumultuous stars.

As usual, six days later, you arrive at another star system. The trinary system where you had previously fought the pirates, and where Datz had ignored her orders and charged onwards.

Speaking of Datz, she is once again in charge of destroyer, but under strict warning that this is her last chance. You had thought of putting Teigon in the same detachment, but an issue of coordination had occurred.

The newest detachment, “Silken Death” would be left without proper leadership. As it currently stands your officers are divided as such:

Lord-Commander Marc Ahsing – In command of “Emperor’s dagger”

Lord-Commander Giacomo Kenne – In command of “Spear of Bronze”

Lord-Commander Mikel Leiser – In command of “Ironclad courage”

Lord-Commander Payat Teigon – In command of striker-class frigate “Javelin”

Lady-Commander Ioanna Datz – In command of “Mars’ Wrath”

Test group 19 is currently under the command of the intelligence officer sent to monitor the performance of the new frigates.

You could of course leave “Silken Death” under the command of a minor officer, maybe something good would come out of it.

>Assign Teigon to command “Silken Death”

>”I have other ideas for reshuffling.”

Whatever the case, you had naturally solved this issue before you departed. And now you have to decide what to do.

>”We already swept this system weeks back, we can move on.”

>”Better safe than sorry. Slowly sweep the system again.”

>”Better safe than sorry. Quickly sweep the system again.”

>(Write in)

>>5220810
Didn’t feet anon say teigon Would then lead silken death after other anon pointed out that giving datz a cruiser Would be a bad idea?

>Assign Teigon to command “Silken Death”

>”Better safe than sorry. Slowly sweep the system again.”

>>5220821

I've only seen murmurings about putting Teigon in Mars' wrath alongside Datz to oversee her. Anything other than that left him unmentioned. Though it is possible I missed something.

>>5220831

>>5216052

>>5220810
>>Assign Teigon to command “Silken Death”
I still want him in charge of Datz as supervisor, but I'll be fine with this.
>”We already swept this system weeks back, we can move on.”
Unlikely they'd try doing something here again.

oh, im sorry QM if that wasn't clear, but yeah i meant it as the plan had changed when i agreed to the other anons opinion about datz not being worth of a cruiser yet.
so yeah teigon is meant to be in charge of silken death if we go with my plan's changes, which we did if datz now is in mars wrath.

(also >>5220810 )
>”Better safe than sorry. Slowly sweep the system again.”

>>5220810
>”I have other ideas for reshuffling.”
The commander of Ever Vigilant is to command Silken Death. It only makes sense that the commander of the largest ship in a division commands said division.

>>5220810
>>5221070
>”Better safe than sorry. Quickly sweep the system again.”

Slow sweep 2

Quick sweep 1

Already swept this system 1

Slow sweep wins.

1d100 best of 3

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>5221980

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>5221980

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>5221980

You had decided give Teigon command over “Silken Death”. How well he meshes with a light cruiser remains to be seen. Though you suppose, the man will follow orders without question, as you have come to learn.

As for the system sweep. It is a mind-numbing task. You’d think that looking over a system you had once secured would be easy, you’d be mistaken. Weeks have passed since your last visit and things have changed. The stars have rotated, the various asteroids have moved about, some of planetoids seem to have new craters on them.

As such, this new sweep brings dangers a plenty. A detonation signature flares up.

“Sir, reporting. Wolf-class frigate under “Emperor’s dagger” had just detonated. Preliminary reports indicate two nearby asteroids collided and the resulting debris shower caught it unprepared, shredding it.”

Goddammit !

The rest of the sweep goes off without further incidents. Luckily or unluckily, you found no further interlopers in the system.

With annoyance, you depart the system. 6 days later you reach the first system that Rasia had swept through upon her first arrival. A single red dwarf with 3 planets orbiting it. You do also see a friendly space station and some second-line forces, based on the IFF signals.

The forces there report an all clear when you inquire with them.

Moving onwards, another 6 days pass by the time you reach a brand-new system, once yet untouched by either your or Alpizar’s fleets.

The system houses an all-encompassing nebula and dust clouds, a single, dim, barely distinguishable white dwarf burns and struggles against the dust cloud. On the bright side, there appear to not be any large asteroids or planetoids in the system.

Despite the small blessing, the fact remains, the natural phenomena of this system are making your sensors virtually useless. In fact, it is more reliable to simply keep in visual range than rely on sight rather than advanced sensor systems. Probably the reason why the pirates had set up an outpost here.

>Sweep it nice and slow, keeping in visual range.

>Split the force and try to cover as much and as fast as you can.

>Move on from the system.

>Sweep it nice and slow, keeping in visual range.

btw QM, did the agriponics world accept the station around their world? last we spoke to the representative she said no, but then i mentioned the whole escapepod system, and...well she didn't say anything afterwards, which is what has me a little bit confused.

>>5222233
>Sweep it nice and slow, keeping in visual range.

>>5222242

You set it up around the gas giant, it is currently crewed by second-line troops. Since her main concerns are still there. Lack of manpower and lack of industrial capacity to maintain the station. The escape pods do address the issue of blackmail potential invaders would hold over them by keeping the station crew hostage.

>>5222233
>Sweep it nice and slow, keeping in visual range.

To think anons wanted to chase pirates without any reinforcements.

>>5222233
>Sweep it nice and slow, keeping in visual range.
I really don't think it's necessary to sweep systems that we've already checked.

>>5222233
>>Sweep it nice and slow, keeping in visual range.

>>5222286
fair fair, i guess that would indeed be problematic.
i do have some new questions, and sorry if it took so long for me to respond, i went to sleep and had to be done at the metalshop before i could come back home.

first question. since industrial equipment is indeed such a big factor, would it then be possible to get it somewhere? or at least make limited manufacture on-station a possible upgrade which we could suggest to iron with some of the next scrap?

second, would it be possible to donate the ships themselves as high(relative) quality building material for the agri worlders habitats to be made out of? they are pretty solid these ships, especially the armor in comparison to water worlders domes and tubes which they have their living quaters in. and if that was the case would we then be able to oversee the possible expansion of this small outpost on this world becoming the major city in the ocean deep?

third: is there any other close-by systems which are also populated, is this station we currently have set up around the gas giant the only one in the region which isn't strictly imperial? and if it isn't, is this then one of the larger possible safe havens which those escaping the imperial's gaze might run towards as shelter?