An
original Story by Matthew Amundsen:
On the clearest of nights when the winds of the atherium are clam and peaceful, ships of the imperial flag patrol the seven galaxies of the star Concuros. On this particular night everything occurred like clockwork onboard the ship patroling the space around port Incersia.
The patrol was coming to an end and the light was rising over the edge of the planet Montreus. The ship floated in the darkness towards the port, at the moment light feel upon the deck the captian yelled with absolute certianty “350 by 340, slow her down men”. His name was Silver Hawkins, or rather Captian Silver Hawkins. The crew snaped to their posts with haste from all corners of the deck as if they hadnt ever left them.
Silver looked upon his ship and crew from beside the ships wheel, smiling at the product of all those long years working this group of academy students into such a efficient death dealing war machine.
This was the maden voyage of the ship IWS Caliber, and although this was the crew and captians first official posting they had seen many a battle in recent months during the civil war on Montreus.
Montreus is the capital planet of the Concuros cluster and home to the Imperial Academy of Space Warfare. Montreus orbits Concuros from afar venturing into the other systems that belong to Concuros, hench why it was made capital planet. Because of its extremely rare and large orbit, Montreus Sees weather conditions like no other. Seasons last for years, years last for generations, but because of these harsh effects it is ideal for training soldiers for battles that await them in the abys that is space.
The ship pulls into port, docking against the metal sides of the port Incersia. It comes to a halt just before the landing zone and remains still. The cred throw ropes over the sides where the port workers catch them and tie the ship in. Being a Imperial ship it also has docking clamps, a little bit more secure than a nano mesh rope but far too expensive for most spacers to aford.
© Copyright 1991-2013
On the clearest of nights when the winds of the atherium are clam and peaceful, ships of the imperial flag patrol the seven galaxies of the star Concuros. On this particular night everything occurred like clockwork onboard the ship patroling the space around port Incersia.
The patrol was coming to an end and the light was rising over the edge of the planet Montreus. The ship floated in the darkness towards the port, at the moment light feel upon the deck the captian yelled with absolute certianty “350 by 340, slow her down men”. His name was Silver Hawkins, or rather Captian Silver Hawkins. The crew snaped to their posts with haste from all corners of the deck as if they hadnt ever left them.
Silver looked upon his ship and crew from beside the ships wheel, smiling at the product of all those long years working this group of academy students into such a efficient death dealing war machine.
This was the maden voyage of the ship IWS Caliber, and although this was the crew and captians first official posting they had seen many a battle in recent months during the civil war on Montreus.
Montreus is the capital planet of the Concuros cluster and home to the Imperial Academy of Space Warfare. Montreus orbits Concuros from afar venturing into the other systems that belong to Concuros, hench why it was made capital planet. Because of its extremely rare and large orbit, Montreus Sees weather conditions like no other. Seasons last for years, years last for generations, but because of these harsh effects it is ideal for training soldiers for battles that await them in the abys that is space.
The ship pulls into port, docking against the metal sides of the port Incersia. It comes to a halt just before the landing zone and remains still. The cred throw ropes over the sides where the port workers catch them and tie the ship in. Being a Imperial ship it also has docking clamps, a little bit more secure than a nano mesh rope but far too expensive for most spacers to aford.
© Copyright 1991-2013
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