A banquet. A time-honoured tradition, during which uptight nobles loosen up somewhat, whilst plotting each other’s downfalls. And now you, will have to host one. Thanks to your XO, Erina Tetreault, you were able to put it off, learning that if it is a time pressing mission, the banquet could be delayed. That being the keyword, delayed, now that you sorted out all the matters concerning bringing your fleet back to full action, the banquet is inevitable.

You find yourself in front of a mirror, Tetreault to your side holding a measuring tape. You’ve been at this for over two hours. Every piece of your officer’s uniform meeting all dress code requirement. The navy-blue uniform is now decorated with silver and gold thread, thank heavens you were not born a millennium ago or you would have gone bankrupt by now. You have to say, you look rather authoritive.

“Captain, I must demand that you acquire an officer’s blade.” Exclaims Tetreault.

“Duly noted and ignored.” You give the same response you’ve given for the past hour or so, as you tap the “Avalanche” on your hip. “This thing is just as fine as a high-frequency blade.” Your XO scowls at the statement. “Now, if we’re done, lead the way Lieutenant Commander.”

“Sir.” She salutes and begins leading you towards the reserved meeting room. You can feel the high collar of the uniform tightening around your throat. Did they design these things with uncomfort in mind ? How do those uptights keep themselves from suffocating with their big heads.

Entering the room, all of your subordinates rise from their seats and salute you, making your way towards the head of the table, you simply sit down, the sound of chairs scraping the metal floor fill the room as the various captains under you once more find their seats.

“Gentlemen, it is my duty and honour to welcome you, please drink and eat, for soon, you will once more march to war.” You repeat the words hammered into your skull by Tetreault, the traditional greeting for a military banquet.

Your subordinates raise their glasses. “To war and glory.” The saying echoes across the room.

“Congratulations on your victory Captain !” Cheerfully exclaims Marc.

“You performed admirably Captain.” Echoes Giacomo. Mikel murmurs the same. Based on their looks, you can tell that they feel relief, rather than true admiration. Looks like Marc’s friends were originally sceptical of you. Still, they obeyed their orders without questions, the only really redeeming quality you’ve seen from them.

“How about we finish this nonsense and get going again ? I hardly was able to have a proper fight.” Sourly complains Lloyd. You’ve noticed that he tends to piss off even the most of well-meaning people.

>>5090291

“I have no doubt that with a commoner as our CO, we will be sent to the thick of it.” Lazily responds Ioanna. Ever blunt, she works well off Lloyd, when the two aren’t at each other’s throats. One two knockout punch. I like these guys, still, wouldn’t mind throwing them out of an airlock.

“Enough, the two you, do not annoy the Captain.” Coldly remarks Payat. The man never stood out, did things without question, but you just can’t rid yourself of the feeling that something isn’t right with him. You’ve never heard his tone of voice shift, no matter what. Hell, even Baron and Tetreault have moments when they act like humans. Shit, Gavril almost fell over when he saw Tets smiling at Baron.

Quickly, the first course is devoured by the starving officers, you can feel as your bank account decreases with each bite, your only solace being the good food and drink that you are able to enjoy. As the hosts, you have the option of carrying this banquet anyway you want, you could stay quiet, or converse with some if not all of your officers.

>I’d rather not talk now, I have to make sure that I eat the most, I payed for this and I will damn well eat it.

>Actually, I do have some questions. (Write in) (These can be addressed to the room as a whole or to specific individuals)

>>5090290
welcome back
>>5090293
>I’d rather not talk now, I have to make sure that I eat the most, I payed for this and I will damn well eat it.
this ain't our battleground, but perhaps overhearing what our captains talk about could be helpful.

>>5090293
>Actually, I do have some questions.
>Suggestions on improving our coördination?We have done well, but shock and awe isn't the only manouver that can be done.
>Has everyone fared well during the battle?
>If I were to die who would be second in command?

>>5090293
>I’d rather not talk now, I have to make sure that I eat the most, I payed for this and I will damn well eat it.

Might as well enjoy the meal, it cost us a fortune!

>>5090293
>>I’d rather not talk now, I have to make sure that I eat the most, I payed for this and I will damn well eat it.

>>5090293
>Actually, I do have some questions. (Write in) (These can be addressed to the room as a whole or to specific individuals)
How did you (Marc's group) all get to know each other in the academy?
What Noble Houses are you all from (everyone)?
What ships have you served on?
Any of you ever see ground combat or used your weapons outside of combat sims?
What do you think about the state of affairs regarding House Roy, and its relations to other houses?
Opinions or comments on last mission if you have any?

>>5090306
+1

>>5090293
>Payat
Definitely an Oberstein type character we should use to get rid of unwanted problems.

>>5090293
Welcome back Chief!
>I’d rather not talk now, I have to make sure that I eat the most, I payed for this and I will damn well eat it.

Asking questions 3

Stuffing your face 4

Writing.

>>5090573
Does that make Gavril our Kircheis?

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He who stays quiet, learns the most. Or some such saying goes, I think.

Deciding to observe, you concentrate on your meal, whilst keeping your ears prepared to catch even the lowest of whispers, not the best plan, seeing as how you do not have any enhancements done to them.

As minutes turn to hours, you’ve listened into a few conversations, but none of true note. Marc and his friends were simply talking about how great it is to have independent command. A few mentions here and there of their academy days, a few inside jokes, but that is about it. On the other hand, Lloyd and Ioanna are continuously at each other’s throats, exchanging barbs, insults and threats, both being already eager to go out to battle again. Meanwhile, Payat had stayed quiet, just like you he seems to be concentrated on his meal.

As the conversations begin to turn to a lull, you open your mouth to perhaps as some ques-

The sound of your comms device goes off.

The message demands your immediate presence in the primary conference room, all commanders of independent command forces will be there. Well then, things either got interesting, or they are going downhill.

“Gentlemen, please excuse me, I have a meeting to attend.” You state as your subordinates rise to salute your departure. Luckily, it is a short five-minute walk till the main conference room, and you already came dressed for it.

Unsurprisingly, you are the first one to arrive. The main conference room unlike all of the others does not have a table in the middle, instead it is a bunch of chairs facing towards a wall, which is just one giant projection of the surrounding star systems. For a moment there, you are reminded of the overcrowded school rooms of your youth. Finding yourself a comfortable seat, you sit down and begin to wait. Roughly 5 or so minutes later, your fellow officers begin trickling in, most you’ve never seen in your life, whilst others, you remember their faces, but you’ve never spoken to them. That is until Alpizar comes in, spotting you, she beelines to the seat next to yours, sitting herself, she begins:

“Captain Proenza, surprisingly punctual this time.”

“Was nearby to begin with, did you get intercepted that it took you so long to arrive ?” You respond to her jab in kind.

“No, just had to finish some tasks that couldn’t be delayed. Do you have any idea why the meeting was called for ?”

“If you don’t know, you think they will tell a commoner like me ?”

“Fair point. How was your first independent command ?”

“Decent enough, helped the Unean League put down some rebels. You ?”

“Nothing as exciting as you I’m afraid. Simple shipping escort duty. Still, had to fight off a sizable pirate force along the way.”

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>>5091301

Just as you are about to continue the conversation, everyone around you rises to their feet, instinctively, you follow. Everyone gives a sharp salute, which you mimic, and the reason why is soon revealed. The Countess marches to the front of the room.

“At ease.” She offhandedly states. “Ladies and gentlemen, I called this emergency meeting due to the threat facing this county as well as the dukedom as a whole.” She flicks at a console nearby.

Back in your seat, you watch in muted horror the graveyard of ships with House Roy’s colours.

“These images show the remains of Lady-Captain’s Ranice Herber’s independent patrol detachment, she was on patrol route Talax-Iraah-Geos-Roks-Jed-Roks-Talax.” The Countess stops for a moment to catch her thoughts. “The entire patrol detachment was annihilated to the last, we have found no survivors. Her fleet was located in Jed system.”

This revelation causes hushed whispers to breakout in the room. The Jed system has no connections to other inhabited systems other than Roks, which is firmly under ducal influence. This can mean a few things, none of which are good. There are traitors within the system, an anomaly in the abyssal tide carried a hostile fleet further than it should, or some of those uninhabited systems, are not as uninhabited as previously thought.

“Sir, a question.” A voice calls out from the mass of officers.

“Granted.” Inclines the Countess.

“What was the fleet composition of the patrol detachment ?”

“4 Raider-class, 2 Guardian-class, 4 Striker-class, 6 Wolf-class.” At the Countess’s statement, the room turns utterly silent to the point where you can hear a pin drop. That’s a sizable force, whomever did the girl in, had an overwhelming firepower advantage.

The Countess continues. “This, unfortunately is not the only piece of bad news. The counter-invasion fleet sent against Emari Kingdom, in order to retake Troacsa, has been blunted. The last known report indicates heavy fighting, with the Emarians possessing modern combat vessels.” You can feel the temperature in the room dropping, the fact that some out of the way subspacer nation could field modern combat vessels is rather unsettling. You cannot help but recall that girl you had interrogated with the General back then.

“And now, I unfortunately have to give one final piece of bad news. Thanks to the actions of Margrave-General Chevalier Honma and Captain Fergus Proenza. We have confirmation that House Talon has been secretly supporting the Emarian Kingdom. We also suspect, that most pirate organizations in the region have been united under the banner of group known as “Tristan’s lads”. We presume, that this group is assisting the Emarian Kingdom. We also suspect that they are also financed by a noble house, we still are unsure if it is Talon or not.”

>>5091302

Looking at the rather dark faces of the people around you, you can tell that the coming months will be hectic, to say the absolute least. No doubt orders for mobilizations will be given, you should try to snatch as many things as you can, before they begin to ration them.

“Before I begin handing out assignments, I will host any questions regarding the situation.” Calmly states the countess.

>Remain silent, you know all you need to know.

>I have some questions. (write in)

>(Write in?)

>>5091305
>Was any type of force sent to support the Troacsa system after the report? What condition are our defenses in the Roks system, any reports from them on invading forces in the area? About the "Tristan’s lads" do we have any Intel on their bases or their contacts in the duchy?

>>5091332

>Was any type of force sent to support the Troacsa system after the report?

"The report from Troacsa had just arrived, the support force will be some of you today, gentlemen."

>What condition are our defenses in the Roks system, any reports from them on invading forces in the area?

"Standard subspacer fare, a space station and some PDF gunboats. Last report was an all clear."

>About the "Tristan’s lads" do we have any Intel on their bases or their contacts in the duchy?

"The group was an unknown, only a year back had reports started naming them. Acquiring intel about them will be task for some of you."

>>5091305
>I have some questions. (write in)
What are we doing to protect our operational security regarding spies and traitors or information leak?
Should we start sweeping our ships and crews for spies and bugs?
Do we know about how information on Lady-Captain’s Ranice task force was leaked? Any suspected on her crew?
What new weapon systems are we aware of that are being used by the enemy?
How do their newer ships stack up to our current ones?

>>5091375

>What are we doing to protect our operational security regarding spies and traitors or information leak?

"Office of military intelligence has been notified. The local operatives have begun their investigation. I ask that you all cooperate with any and all of their requests."

>Should we start sweeping our ships and crews for spies and bugs?

"If you have suspicions, do it. Still, I do not want to see witch hunts. Operational morale is imperative. This is why this matter is confidential, for detachment leaders only. If rumours start spreading, I swear by the imperial throne, I will personally hang you."

>Do we know about how information on Lady-Captain’s Ranice task force was leaked? Any suspected on her crew?

Unknown, proper investigation is on its way. There is also a chance that the enemy had simply been lying in wait there, and Lady-Captain Ranice simply got unlucky."

>What new weapon systems are we aware of that are being used by the enemy?

"Based on the reports, the unknown assailants had overwhelming firepower of the railgun variety, a destroyer was also nearly split in half, a powerful M.A.G. system or several were used."

>How do their newer ships stack up to our current ones?

"Ducal forces standard. Meaning that their ships are on par with our own. No reports were given on sightings on heavy cruisers. Talon seems unwilling to share all of their material."

>>5091345
QM how are messages and reports sent between systems? Are they transported by dedicated ships that bounce between two systems over and over again receiving and transmitting information, or do they have a transmission method fast enough without needing ships?

>>5091390

It is done via ship. FTL communications do not exist. A comm ship under the communications guild jumps into system and updates it's solarnet, whilst also downloading it. For military communications, you send a runner ship. In system communications on the other hand, are near instantaneous. Light speed comms, via laser signals and good old fashioned wave frequency.

>>5091395
Does House Talon have more influence with the communication guild than House Roy?

>>5091305
>(Write in?)
Given the recently losses and the gravity of the new situation, will more ships be released to us and will be be getting new weapons systems, ships, and other war material to give us a better edge against the new threats we face?

>>5091399

The communications guild is a force in and of itself. It actively fights the ducal houses for power, yet it also supports them at the same time. Your perspective should be, will supporting Talon benefit them the most. And don't get me wrong, the ducal houses desire nothing more than to wipe the guild out, but their services are essential in order to keep their domains running.

So to answer your question, even Talon is unsure if it does.

>>5091402

>Given the recently losses and the gravity of the new situation, will more ships be released to us and will be be getting new weapons systems, ships, and other war material to give us a better edge against the new threats we face?

"You will be assigned materiel as needed for your task. I've already sent requests for additional support, but that will take time to arrive."

>>5091305
>Remain silent, you know all you need to know.
Other anons already asked what I wanted to say.

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The Countess looks around, the questions around the room dying out.

“Good, I shall now list the needed assignments.”

“First, I shall be personally leading the reinforcements to Troacsa. All those willing and wishing for a tough battle, follow me. Of course, I am only giving you the chance to choose now ladies and gentlemen, once you leave this room, you will be assigned any and all tasks needed.” The Countess says whilst scanning the room.

“Secondly, the area around Jed needs to be explored, there could very well be nothing there but some worthless rocks orbiting equally worthless stars, but if there is a hidden base, I want it found and annihilated.” The clear annoyance in her voice echoes across the room.

“Lastly, the Vaut system. I know, I know. Call me paranoid, but Raisat Star League, have always been a bunch of opportunistic jackals. With us running ragged and spreading across the region, they could very well use the opportunity to strike at Vaut and push all the way down to Arawan Celeste. If they can do that, they will fortify themselves like they like to.” Ponderously says the Countess.

>Mission 1. I am drawn to danger. Emari Kingdom will learn to fear the name of Fergus Proenza

>Mission 2. Nothing nicer than blind shifting to godforsaken star systems in the middle of nowhere.

>Mission 3. A nice, safe posting. Presuming I don’t get hit head first with the hammer of a subspacer’s entire navy.

>>5091592
>Mission 3. A nice, safe posting.
The Space Italy to our Space Napoleon. Watch us turn the Raisat fleet to a new scrap belt and claim an additional system in the name of House Roy.

>Presuming I don’t get hit head first with the hammer of a subspacer’s entire navy
But that's the fun part!

>>5091592
In My opinion the first mission is the correct option. The second mission involves worst-case combat "ambushes", we'll roam blindly against a force in their own backyard in hopes of finding a base and survive the encounter alive, too much risk. The third mission may be a fair fight but there is a possibility that our force will be stuck in a moment of crisis without encountering any enemies. The first mission could be the difference between losing a very high portion of our House forces, or repelling the main advance of this part of the invasion as well as gaining reputation with the nobles who survived the first battle plus the Countess.

>Mission 1. I am drawn to danger. Emari Kingdom will learn to fear the name of Fergus Proenza

>>5091592
>Mission 1. I am drawn to danger. Emari Kingdom will learn to fear the name of Fergus Proenza

>>5091592
>Mission 1. I am drawn to danger. Emari Kingdom will learn to fear the name of Fergus Proenza

Better to impress the Countess, assuming what Chevalier said about her liking us is true.

>>5091592
>Mission 1. I am drawn to danger. Emari Kingdom will learn to fear the name of Fergus Proenza

Mama Proenza and this Man's Navy didn't raise no bitch.

>>5091592
>Mission 1. I am drawn to danger. Emari Kingdom will learn to fear the name of Fergus Proenza

>>5091592
>Mission 3. A nice, safe posting. Presuming I don’t get hit head first with the hammer of a subspacer’s entire navy.

>>5091592
>>Mission 2. Nothing nicer than blind shifting to godforsaken star systems in the middle of nowhere.

Our largest ship is an out-of-date light cruiser, we can't fight on the front-line.

>>5091592
I would like to do mission 2, if only so we don't get flanked, but the sentiment seems to be overwhelming and nipping the main invasion force in the bud will be useful.

>Mission 1. I am drawn to danger. Emari Kingdom will learn to fear the name of Fergus Proenza

>>5091592
>>5091695

I'm going to change my vote to mission 3.

>>5091592
>Mission 3. A nice, safe posting. Presuming I don’t get hit head first with the hammer of a subspacer’s entire navy.

>>5091592
>Mission 1. I am drawn to danger. Emari Kingdom will learn to fear the name of Fergus Proenza

>>5091592
>>Mission 1. I am drawn to danger. Emari Kingdom will learn to fear the name of Fergus Proenza

>>5091592
>Mission 3. A nice, safe posting. Presuming I don’t get hit head first with the hammer of a subspacer’s entire navy.

every mission shouldn't be the hardest one. also do we really want to be under someone?

3 mission 5

1 mission 8

Onto the front it is

Writing.

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You join the overwhelming chorus of voices volunteering for the frontline assignment. Say what you will about nobles, but they aren’t shy about diving head first into danger, presuming there is glory to be won.

A few moments later, names are drawn up and the assignments are divvied out. Departing the room, you catch a quick conversation with Alpizar;

“To the front ? You are as foolhardy as ever Captain Proenza.” Says Alpizar.

“I did make a promise to be the greatest admiral, now didn’t I.” You state with a cheeky grin. “But I didn’t see your name Alpizar, why did you sign up to watch Vaut ? I thought you sought military merit.”

“I do, but my forces are nowhere near the standard to be actually used in combat for anything other than a screening force. Neither is yours, but I suppose an outdated light cruiser is still a cruiser. Watch yourself there Proenza, the screens are always the most bloodied after any battle. The most enthusiastic and youngest of officers command those. Just like you, they will not shrink away from danger.”

“That only means that my subordinates simply have to be better than the enemy’s. Don’t you worry, I will not only emerge victorious, but I will do a damn fine showing as well. Who knows, maybe next time we meet you will address me as Knight-Captain Proenza.” Not holding back, you say everything on your mind.

“My husband had thought the same, reign in your tempers and do not simply follow your bloodlust, lest you find yourself behind enemy lines, surrounded.” Grimly states Alpizar.

Well, that’s one way to put a dampener on a conversation.

“Thanks for your well wishes, Alpi. Gotta go and prepare myself for glory.” You say as you begin rushing towards your docking area. Behind you, the soft echo of “I am not Alpi !” can be heard.

>>5092377

Arriving to your berth, you do ponder Alpizar’s words. In such a large-scale battle, your force will only be a minor player, not only that, in the chaos of combat there’s a chance that your forces will be split up. There’s also an issue of officers. You have two brand new destroyers, a wolf and a striker. All of these ships need officers. Granted, with your force ever growing, you could appoint section leaders and let them sort it out, that does however mean that those captains will be far more loyal to their leader rather than to you, the age-old issue of noble command. Thinking about it, a second-in-command of the fleet could be useful, if you are incapacitated, your XO will take over, but if your force is split, having a chain of authority could be useful. Still, you could keep all power, it will be a lot of extra work, but if you want something done, you got to do it yourself, as the saying goes.

>Assign a second. (Whom ?) (If you do not want one, simply write “no one”)

>Assign command groups. (Who is in command of what ships ?) (If you do not want to, simply write “none”)

>Time to go officer hunting. (If the ships without officers are not assigned, you will have to find them.)

>Enough of this, I’ll simply kick up someone from within the ships to hold command. My group is too small to consider splitting of power.

(Please have all of the responses in a single reply)

(Assigning command groups gives their leader limited autonomy when it comes to assigning officers, there is also a chance that they themselves will add ships to their roster.)

>>5092378
>Assign a second. Lord-Commander Lloyd Labranche (Aggressive, independent, skilled) Qualities of a good leader.
>Assign command groups. The destroyer gets a half the wolf classes and all the Javelins.
>Time to go officer hunting. Let's see if the Old timers have more great^n grandkids.

>>5092378
>Marc
>None
>Upper-Middle Decks, maybe one lower deck just for the meme of it
>Gavril Radu gets the Impetuous, Marc the Guardian and Payat the Bullseye

>>5092378
>Assign a second: Marc he's the least risky option after all he's not talented enough to outrun us but he's not so incompetent that he can put our ships at risk, that added to his lineage means no one will fight his authority.

>Assign command groups:
In I think three commando groups. The first group would be ours with Evoker accompanied by the impetuous and Hunter. The second group will be led by Marc commanding the Guardian with the help of Hammerhead, Javelin and Fortitude. The third group will be led by Payat commanding the Bullseye with the help of Reiant plus the remaining wolf and striker.

>Time to go officer hunting, most officers leading formations will go hunting for officers to complement their own forces if we don't decide to find them now it will be very difficult to find them later. Finding officers at at least an acceptable level is the priority.

>>5092378
no one
None
>Time to go officer hunting. (If the ships without officers are not assigned, you will have to find them.)
Upper levels

Our largest ship is an out-of-date light cruiser. We shouldn't split up. Remember what happened to the Viscount and his ship?

>>5092378
>Marc
>None
>Upper-Middle
Give Marc the guardian

The new captains we were just feasting with who were glad they weren't slaughtered under us are now being thrown into the fire for our own glory.

Second:

Lloyd 1

Marc 3

No one 1

Command groups:

Do command group 2

None 3

Officer hunting:

Middle (A.K.A. old timers) 1
Middle-Upper 2
Upper 1
Get your officers hunting 1

Okay then. Marc gets assigned as second. You will not be decentralizing your command structure. You will also seek out middle-upper sections of the station for officers.

Since the list of characters keeps getting bigger and bigger, these will be generico officers. Please give me 1d100 best of three to see how good they are.

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>5092702

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>5092702

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>5092702

>>5092378
> "I am not Alpi !”

Fucking Adorable. Hope we can work with Alpi again in the future.

>>5092711
>>5092726
>>5092737


Well these boys have the rolls covered, Ill hold my own for later.

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With the upcoming battle, and most importantly your name on the roster, you finally get to flex your muscles as a commissioned officer. Setting in an order for temporary transfers, you quickly snatch some trained officers, willing or not. For the moment, they have no choice but to obey your orders. You have no doubt that they will scram as soon as possible after the engagement, but for the moment, they will do. The officers seem competent enough, but nothing about them stands out to you.

With that done with, you sort out the last finishing touches. Eventually, you take part of the formation that the Countess assembled. Despite it being a ragtag gathering of ships on the fringes of the Empire, it is still the most impressive display you’ve seen. Close to a hundred frigates, dozens of destroyers and a handful of light cruisers all forming about “Indomitus” a heavy cruiser assault carrier hull. The support ships gathered behind the main fleet, are no less impressive than the combat fleet. Dozens of tankers, supply ships, and most importantly a mobile repair ship. The thing is massive, capable of carrying out repairs on heavy cruisers. Looking at the data of the various ships, you quickly find out that there is only one of those things within the entire region.

As for the other ships:

The Countess commands “Indomitus”

>Crusader-class heavy cruiser. 1,000 meters in length. A crew complement of 800. 10 turret railguns, capable of near full 360-degree arc of fire, a frontal mounted M.A.G. cannon. 2 hangars, one on each side of the ship, each capable of housing 3 wings for a total of 6. 4 top and 4 bottom mounted laser turrets, with two turrets guarding two hangars, for a total of 12. The pride and joy of House Roy, the Crusader is an in-house project, the workhorse of the dukedom, it is thickly armoured, whilst being somewhere in the middle of manoeuvrability within its weight class. The ship embodies the term “assault carrier”, capable of diving deep into the midst of combat, whilst launching its deadly load of spacecraft wings. Crusader-class is one of the most expensive heavy cruisers, but it has no glaring weaknesses, still, it loses out compared to specialized heavy cruisers.

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>>5093502

Whilst the rest of the fleet has:

>Rudra-class light cruiser. 650 meters in length. A crew complement of 600. A carrier hull light cruiser. Possessing 4 forward mounted turreted railguns, with two being a floor higher, giving the ship ample firepower if there’s a need for self-defence. 4 top and 4 bottom mounted laser turrets for a total of eight, give decent overall AS protection to the ship. A hangar on each side of the vessel, allows for the storage and quick launching of two spacecraft wings, usually being a wing of fighters and bombers. An overall capable and flexible light cruiser for most combat situations, still, its armour is relatively thin compared to other cruisers of its class, it is best to keep the ship at a safe distance, or if the need to push it forward is there, to ensure an ample screening force.

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>>5093503

>Timur-class light cruiser. 700 meters in length. A crew complement of 500. A direct improvement on the vigilance-class. 8 railgun turrets in total, built layer upon layer style, allowing exceptional forward firepower, and decent firepower on the sides. With 10 atop and 10 bottom mounted laser turrets, the ship is capable of decent AS for its size. One downside is the removal of a secondary M.A.G. cannon, leaving only one, but of a higher calibre. The ships armour is also the thickest in its weight class, all this however comes with the downside of the ship being exceptionally slow, beaten by almost all ships its class in terms of manoeuvrability, it is still barely faster than most heavy cruisers.

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>>5093504

>>5093504

>Hou Yi-class light cruiser. 600 meters in length. A crew complement of 530. 10 large scale missile launchers, designed to strike ships of its class or higher. 3 forward facing turreted railguns, give limited self-defence to the cruiser. 4 atop and 4 at the bottom mounted laser turrets, giving decent AS coverage to the cruiser. Reinforced bow of the ship, and the design as a whole, reduces chances of ammo detonations, giving longer staying power if threatened, this comes at the cost of weaker rear armour, that is somewhat made up by the laser turret placement.

>>5093510

Combined, this represents the might and will of House Roy within the region, should this fleet be crushed, you doubt that House Roy could maintain hold even on Talax system. But surely, nothing can hold water to this ensemble of firepower.

The order is soon given, and the massive fleet departs, riding the ever-tumultuous tides. Days later, you find yourself orbiting Geos, a white dwarf. This where you see the remnants of the counter-invasion fleet, scarred and bloodied vessels of all shapes and sizes, the one that catches your eye the most, is a Timur-class, which seems to have a wolf-class sticking out of its side, a sign on just how brutal the fighting was. In total, you guess that there are about two or so dozen frigates, a quartet of destroyers and a couple of light cruisers remaining of the counter-invasion fleet, all whom posses moderate to severe damage.

Idly sitting upon the captain’s chair, your thoughts are interrupted by the grim face of Gavril.

“Captain.” He nods. “The brave boys and gals of our might flagship are shitting themselves.”

An eloquent way of putting it Gavril.

“You don’t say. Why ?”

“Oh, not much, just the fact that were are flying an outdated bucket into the middle of the most ferocious engagement this part of the galaxy has seen in centuries.” With his usual sarcasm, responds Gavril.

“Tell them that we will be fine, I, just like them, have no desire to die. Not before I make admiral at least.”

“I am sure that is very reassuring. I’ll try to keep the murmurings down for now, combat discipline and all that, but the crew’s your legs and arms Fergus, give ‘em a speech or something, shit, I ain’t most silver-tongued of bastards out there. All I can do is offer my insurance that they’ll make it out alive.”

“Then what do you think I’m supposed to say ?”

“Fuck if I know, if I knew, I’d be a captain. Shit, pick a style or something, make their blood boil, or make ‘em feel at ease, whatever floats your boat.”

“I’ll keep that in mind. Anything else ?”

“Nah, just came to bitch at ya, I’m going to the lower levels again, best of luck Captain.”

Inspiring, huh ? I suppose every admiral needs a catchphrase, or a nickname. Hmmmm, maybe…maybe…THE GREAT DESTROYER. Oh, yes. No, wait, that sounds stupid…

As you continue to ponder, your XO taps you on the shoulder. Her face already pitch black, no doubt over the fact that you swore. Whoops…

“Captain, The Countess has requested the presence of all detachment leaders aboard Indomitus’ conference room. I have already ordered the shuttle to prepare.”

“No rest for the wicked.” You state rising from your seat. Eventually, you make your way towards the hangar and a few short moments later, you find yourself within the large conference room, rubbing shoulders with your fellow officers.

>>5093512

“Gentlemen, Ladies.” States the Countess. “This is Viscount-Captain Tihomir Hiley, the leader of the counter-invasion force. He has the floor.” She says before sitting down.

“Thank you, Countess.” The Viscount is a rather charming looking man, in his mid-twenties, with long golden hair and clear green eyes. Rising he continues. “My fellow officers, I regret to inform you that we were indeed pushed out from Troacsa system, but not before we equally savaged our foe. The dockyards within still remain, we were however able to damage them, denying the Emarian Kingdom any ability to use them for repairs. This however is of little consolation, as intercepted communiques show that the Kingdom is reacting in a similar way to us, they are gathering their forces for one final push.” He clears his throat before continuing. “Due to this, I’ve come up with an idea. Countess, if you will.” Saying, he bows to the Countess before once more seating himself.

The Countess rises. The screen behind her changing to a display showing the local stars. “There are still parts of the Emarian fleet that have not gathered at Troacsa, and with the docks there disabled, we have a window of opportunity.” She grimly surveys the room. “I need volunteers that will jump to uninhabited systems and flank our foe, doing so, hopefully we will catch the Emarians with their pants down, a part of the fleet not expecting combat, and any and all damaged ships that have limped behind the frontline.” Utter silence grasps the room, you can feel you collar tightening around your throat. “It is a one-way trip, should the main battle turn against us, you will be on your own, stuck inside hostile territory. That is why I am asking for volunteers, I will not force this task onto anyone. Should we succeed, Emarian Kingdom lays open, with General-Margrave Honma within region, I have no doubt that their worlds will roll over, and their capital will be ours within the year.”

Just as harsh murmurs erupt within the room, the Viscount once more rises from his seat. “I will be leading this strike force, what remains of my forces have also chosen to follow me, so I ask you, those willing to die in glory, rather than wallow in obscurity, will you stand with me ?”

>Nothing ventured, nothing gained, I accept.

>I came for glory, not an early grave, decline.

>(Write in?)

>>5093514
Ironically we are not here for glory, we are here because if this battle results in defeat our situation would be worse. Attempting to change the outcome of this fight beyond random dice rolling was why I chose to be here, given that.
>I came for glory, not an early grave, decline.

>>5093514
>I came for glory, not an early grave, decline.
We are not a flanking force. We are more of a exploit a weak point/gap in the enemies line.

>>5093514
>Nothing ventured, nothing gained, I accept.


I understand anons reticence, but fuck it, blood and death among the stars!

>>5093514
>Nothing ventured, nothing gained, I accept.
We are not suited for frontline duty, what with our out-dated light cruiser and all. Ambushing enemy formations before they can reach the frontline will tip the scale of the battle, even if we don't participate ourselves.

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>>5093557
This is a big space boat. I want it.

>>5093514
>Nothing ventured, nothing gained, I accept.
Surely, nothing can go wrong...

>>5093514
>Nothing ventured, nothing gained, I accept.

>>5093514
>Nothing ventured, nothing gained, I accept.

Question. We did have the influence to upgrade our tanker before this, right?

>>5093604

You will be given one to carry out the needed mission.

>>5093609

Would it be possible to spend the rest of our influence on ships before we meet death?

>>5093611

The Geos system does have Drydocks. So yes.

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)

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)

Current influence: 23

(Selling ships gives back half the influence cost, rounding down. If the ships have left port, refunding gives back only half influence, otherwise, it is a full refund.)

>>5093514
>Nothing ventured, nothing gained, I accept.
I don’t think our detachment will last long in frontline combat

>>5093622
You said that we would temporarily receive a large tank:
>>5093609
>So one more wolf would be nice, if no one disagrees of course.

>>5093622
If we sold one of the ships we just bought, would we gain half influence or full influence? If we bought an extra ship, can we get a captain and crew for it now?

>>5093665

Half, since you already left port.

The crew would be made up out of locals with a few proper imperials as NCOs to teach them and keep them in line.

You'd have to promote someone's XO or just kick up a commoner to the post, since there are no idle officers around here, unless, of course, you'd risk a local leader.

>>5093514
>>Nothing ventured, nothing gained, I accept.
>>5093622
>>5093678
Buy an extra wolf-class.

>>5093514
>Nothing ventured, nothing gained, I accept.
Buy that wolf class, give it to whoever's most competent we can find.

Decline 2

Accept 8

There seems enough murmuring to buy a new wolf-class. It'll be made up out of locals, and someone will given temporary command, not an official post.

writing.

“Aye, I’ll stand with you. No better place to die than in the midst of glory.” You state with the usual bravado.

The Viscount extends you a smile, as it seems that your statement pushed a few hot-headed officers to join up.

“Gentlemen, I thank you for your trust. Countess, if you would excuse us ?”

“You and your volunteers are dismissed. May whatever beings you worship guide you in battle.”

With leave granted, you, the viscount and a few others retreat to a secondary meeting room. Finding your seats, the viscount begins.

“Gentlemen, the hostile star system we are to jump to remains unexplored by official imperial standards, we know very little of its make-up and capabilities. I can only say, strike hard, strike fast, sweep away all opposed to you.” You see a glint of ferocity flash in Hiley’s eyes. “Where the enemy is strong, rally and destroy them, where they are weak, split up to deal as much damage as possible. Remember, we are not here to win, we are here to delay and cause as much damage as possible.” The viscount takes a deep sigh, before going on. “At the end of the day, we are far more threatening alive, rather than dead. Do not seek a foolish death, we already will be remembered for our actions for generations. That is all, dismissed.” The man rises and begins to depart the room.

Well, that was brief. Why did we even bother going to another room for this.

Slightly annoyed, you are the second one to depart the room, your fellow officers still sitting in their chairs.

Leaving Indomitus, you swiftly depart back to the Evoker, there you instantly ring up Tetreault.

“Tets, no time for formalities, contact the local government, see if you can’t get them to transfer us a wolf-class. Once you’re done, get all captains aboard Evoker’s conference room. Oh, also get Baron and Gavril.”

“Understood, sir.” You can clearly hear the annoyance in her voice, but that is something you’ll have to worry about after you survive the “glory” mission.

The following minutes are spent informing your captains. Marc looks paler than a ghost, his friends seem about to pass out. Lloyd and Ioanna seem to be ecstatic, Lloyd especially so. Payat, well, Payat is Payat, the stars would sooner die before his facial expression changes. Gavril, looks about ready to throttle you, not because of the danger, but because he’ll be the one to keep the crew in line. Baron only really raised an eyebrow. A fine way to meet death, mild confusion. Tetreault simply sighs, holding onto her head.

Hours after, the motley crew of gloryhounds, fools, suicidal maniacs or duty-bound idiots, have all gathered, you are to depart now, since tt will take about a month’s worth of travel to get behind enemy lines. Meanwhile, the remained of the fleet will hold, launching occasional probing attacks, gathering data, before launching the counter-invasion in full force.

>>5094600

Now, you have to hope that you do not run into anything out there or encounter some previously unknown nation, God knows they pop-up all the damn time in the fringe. Any and all, who believe in a greater power, are currently praying that the Abyssal tide will be favourable.

Give me 1d100 best of 3

Everyone loves random encounter tables.

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>5094601
Haha, time for death!

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>5094601

Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>5094601

>>5094612
It was a cool campaign while it lasted...

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Oh lord here we go

And so, the Abyss gazes onto thee. Starting the fifth jump, the tide turns erratic, throwing the fleet apart. The rough going only stop days later, you’d rather risk the ship vibrating apart than shifting into reality in between stars. Finally reaching the uninhabited system, the roll call comes up short. A detachment is entirely gone, the rest of the fleet also looks roughed up, but still functioning.

Worse yet, is a M.A.G. round sailing just past your ship. “Sensors, where did that come from.” You look around, as far as you can see, you’ve jumped into system with a red dwarf, there do not appear to be any large bodies within the system, besides an asteroid field around the star.

“Sir, trajectory confirmed, the round came from one of the large asteroids within the ring.”

Before you can start issuing orders, your comms officer turns to you. “Sir, there’s a transmission on open comms.”

“Let it through.”

“Yer no good wretches, damned wee bastards shat out from your mother’s a whore’s cunt. You come closer ‘er and I will personally strangle yer by chopping of ya wee cocks and showing them down your throats, I will cr-“

Your comms officer cuts the connection unprompted. Before signalling to the sensors officer.

“Sir, readings indicate that a good portion of the asteroid ring has power surges. I can pinpoint no less than seven M.A.G. cannons facing us. There also appear to be larger scale readings, the sorts you’d see in dockyards.”

“Ship readings ?” You inquire.

“Unable to tell sir, too much interference.” The officer shakes his head.

“Sir.” Pipes in the comms officer again. “The Viscount is calling for a meeting.”

“On screen.”

The forms of the viscount and your fellow captains materialize in front of you. “Gentlemen. We are now down to 4 light cruisers instead of 5. A fifth of our force is gone and rest damaged. My sensors officer informs me that there are functioning dockyards within the ring. Though foul, we could try to negotiate emergency repairs for our ships.” The viscount looks at the various officers.

Feeling democratic today, are we.

>Open negotiations with these…”Friendly locals”.

>They live in hollowed out asteroids, apply enough pressure, and they will crack. Maybe then, they will see reason.

>We have a mission to do, let us just try and leave, no need to concern ourselves with these subspacers.

>(Write in?)

>>5094642
>They live in hollowed out asteroids, apply enough pressure, and they will crack. Maybe then, they will see reason.
These independents do not want to negotiate when they are in a position of strength, the cultural differences are too great, the only motivation that would give us a chance to negotiate would be to put these individuals in a position where the only other alternative would be destruction.

>>5094642
>>They live in hollowed out asteroids, apply enough pressure, and they will crack. Maybe then, they will see reason.

>>5094642
It depends. If we think these people are pirates
>Open negotiations with these…”Friendly locals”.
It'll be nice to have a port of call here.

>>5094642
>Open negotiations with these…”Friendly locals”.

>>5094653
I mean, we're planning on raiding and looting the enemy anyway, why not give these lads a cut of the pie? It they were aligned with our foes we would have known about it by now, and if these are pirates within enemy lines, then I wouldn't mind working with these lads for a common goal- pillaging and causing chaos within the Emarian
Kingdom.

>>5094696
Excuse if these guys are pirates why can't they be the pirates constantly attacking our territory? Because if they are those individuals, they will either keep attacking us at best or at worst they will betray us at the worst time when all we can offer has already been given. Furthermore, the objective is to destroy their habitats not the station, when they are "pacified" enough that they are no longer a risk to the fleet. Then we opened negotiations for the most precious goods they have, their lives.

>>5094642
>Open negotiations with these…”Friendly locals”.

>>5094722
I assume that there's aren't Tristan's Lads and that we're in enemy space, no freindly. I don't mind working with someone against a common foe and then backstabbing them if they don't submit to Roy's authority. Hell, maybe we can get them as a privateer force for the subspacer governments.

>>5094642
>They live in hollowed out asteroids, apply enough pressure, and they will crack. Maybe then, they will see reason.

>>5094642
>>5094681
I'm changing my vote to

> >We have a mission to do, let us just try and leave, no need to concern ourselves with these subspacers.

We've taken losses already, we can't risk more.

>>5094642
>Open negotiations with these…”Friendly locals”.
It'd be useful to have some dockyards behind, or close to enemy lines. Hell, if we're convincing enough, we might even be able to grab their help.

Negotiate 4

Break them 2

Just leave 1

The meeting continues for a few minutes, with your two fellow officers both proposing points against your idea, one advocates aggression, the other simply wishes to depart. Eventually, the viscount, who had remained silent, pipes up.

“I have to agree with Captain Proenza. We need repairs now more than anything. I shall address them with open comms, dismissed gentlemen.” The viscount swiftly disappears, shortly after, so do your fellow officers.

“Comms, open the public channel.”

“Yes, sir.”

As the comms open, the barrage of swearing continues, it appears that the man had not stopped insulting you ever since he started.

“…ye shitstained, mentally challeng-“ thankfully, the man is cut off by the viscount.

“Sir, we are not here to rob you or attack you, we were simply thrown off course by the abyssal tide. We need repairs and we are willing to negotiate with you for them. Our sensors indicate that you have the facilities needed for it.”

Silence follows for a solid minute, before a different voice cuts in, the rough venom filled voice is replaced by a much calmer and collected one.

“Good sir, why did you not state so to begin with ? We are but a simple collection of asteroid miners, I do apologise for my companions’ insults, but I am sure you understand that these stars are harsh. May I inquire as to what is your identity ?”

“We are part of the naval forces of Ducal House Roy, a loyal vassal house of the Unbroken Empire. We are willing to negotiate.”

“Is that so. Very well, we shall extend our dockyards to assist you, but…” Ah, there it is, the ever eternal word someone utters before screwing you over. “…we demand that you shut down all of your power not directed towards life support systems, and that you pay upfront. Oh, and if you do not have the materiel or cash on site, we will also gladly take your ships.” You can hear the ever-growing smile on the man’s face. Goddamned parasites, kicking us while we’re down. That’s our job as the imperial navy !

The demanded sum amounts to 30 influence. Ships are worth half their influence cost.

>Accept the deal, let us get this over with.

>Pretend to accept the deal, once you get close, board the asteroids, you doubt that they will fire upon your ships, they seem to have quite the interest in them.

>Decline it, go with the aggressive plan.

>Decline it, just try to leave the system.

>(Write in?)

Current influence: 3

>>5095456
>Pretend to accept the deal, once you get close, board the asteroids, you doubt that they will fire upon your ships, they seem to have quite the interest in them.

Honestly crew is less valuable than ships or even ship damage, might as well test out our new battle armor.

>>5095456
>Pretend to accept the deal, once you get close, board the asteroids, you doubt that they will fire upon your ships, they seem to have quite the interest in them.

Spending 30 influence on subspacers? Lol.

>>5095456
>Pretend to accept the deal, once you get close, board the asteroids, you doubt that they will fire upon your ships, they seem to have quite the interest in them.

So not only do they want to try and screw is ,but they want to try and hijack a fleet. Yeah lets raze everything to the ground and turn their homes into space dust.

Have the marines prep EMPs, I'll bet they have a half assed exo suit or two.

>>5095456
>Pretend to accept the deal, once you get close, board the asteroids, you doubt that they will fire upon your ships, they seem to have quite the interest in them.

Just look at that two votes to reach the same conclusion in a suicide mission that even before contacting the enemy we already suffered casualties. I hate diplomacy, I also hate people who think that words are capable of solving any problem.

>>5095456
>Pretend to accept the deal, once you get close, board the asteroids, you doubt that they will fire upon your ships, they seem to have quite the interest in them.
Baron is going to have some fun.

>>5095456
>Pretend to accept the deal, once you get close, board the asteroids, you doubt that they will fire upon your ships, they seem to have quite the interest in them.
Looks like talking was a mistake.

>>5095456
>>Decline it, just try to leave the system.

Pull a sneaky on them 6

Just leave 1

Pretty fucking decisive, you are rather tight fisted, aren't you anons ?

1d100 best of 3

Rolled 96 (1d100)

>>5095656

Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>5095656

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>5095656
>>5095662

My man out here rolling a crit success. These Marines are the greatest fighting force in the damn sector.

>>5095656
You reap what you sow.

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(POV shift: You are Nethanel Scheibe, a repairman. Your bosses just negotiated a sweet deal with some unfortunate imperials.)

You watch as a Vigilance-class light cruiser slides into port. Just 4 years back you worked on slapping the damned thing together. Without the proper facilities and materials, it was an astronomical task to make this thing. Smaller asteroids were used as “temporary” housing, repair, storage, what have you, facilities, but as usual, they became permanent.

As of late, a hydronics farm had failed, the loss of the output could put you at risk of starvation. These reckless fools could not have come anytime sooner. Once you finish the repairs, the payment for your services will guarantee your family fine living for months if not years.

Slapping yourself in the burdensome and bulky spacesuit, you comm your fellows. “Jae, Kyprios, Colvile, with me, get the heavy equipment, we have to even out those warped plates.” Affirmatives fill your ears as you start dragging the equipment.

“Jesus, would you look at that, the plate next to the airlock would have ripped off next time they shifted, what the hell did these imperials go through ?” Voices Jae.

“Who the fuck knows, its not like it is our business.” Says Kyprios.

“Would ya all shut yer traps, I wanna finish this and go drinkin’.” Slurs Colvile. Thank God you don’t have to work in atmo, otherwise you’d have to bear the stench.

“Alright gents, enough is enough, this work will take days, and we don’t have the time, the sooner they leave, the sooner we’ll be safer, and the sooner we’ll be paid.” You turn about, looking for some tools. You expected to hear an affirmative, but you are only greeted by silence. Huh, first time the guys have been so quiet.

Turning around, you see an armoured fist grab your suit’s helmet. “What in the fu-“ Your voice is cut off, as an overpowering force propels you forwards to the plates. Your head is rocked back and forth. You start screaming as you watch your helmet crack, and eventually break. The air leaves your lungs, as your screams turn silent, the last few minutes of your life are nothing but pain.

>>5095736

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(POV shift: You are Lieutenant Baron Schriver, as always, the captain orders you into the fray.)

Pulling your arm back, you watch as the subspacer gasps for air, his hands reaching for his killer, in a desperate attempt to find salvation. You offer none. It is still a strange sight to you, asphyxiation was not the way of death you were used to. Still, death was death, just like any other.

“Lieutenant, area secured, the work crews weren’t able to transmit the S.O.S. signal.” Comms in Raymond.

“Understood. All signals, gather on me, prepare to breach.”

Your men quickly start gathering around the largest asteroid. The various metal doors are soon surrounded by your men. Luckily, the locals hadn’t bothered putting in any windows. Not like they could afford any, even if they had bothered to try and install them.

Slamming yourself against the hard surface of the asteroid, you take a moment to inspect your new suit. Compared to the previous mark 5, the mark 6 feels more comfortable, manoeuvring around with the new suit was far easier and better than the previous one. Smashing the spacesuit was also far easier.

Alter taps you on your shoulder, turning to face him, you see that the last charge has been planted.

“All signals, prepare to breach on my mark.” You mentally count out ten seconds, before once more activating your comms. “Mark.”

The soundless explosions rock the asteroid, jumping inside, you land on your feet, the new suits possessing magnetised boots, allow you to stand firm as the artificial atmosphere is sucked out. You hear screams as a couple of subspacers are sucked out, whilst the others are barely holding on. Raising the rifle, you deliver accurate shots, putting your foes out of their misery.

As the rest of your team enters, someone, somewhere finally reacts and hits the emergency locks. Reinforced bulkheads fall behind you. The suction disappears, once more allowing rapid movement.

“Varen secure the location, the rest of you, with me.”

Your forces begin moving rapidly, the subspacer equipment is pathetic to say the absolute least, it is still threatening, but as long as you can find cover, no serious damage in inflicted upon the suits. As you move in deeper and deeper into the asteroid, you find more and more of your forces being split off down the various hallways.

Eventually, you come across marines under fire, they bear the symbols of House Roy, but their armour is older than yours. You have to give thanks to your Captain.

“Soldier, report.” You ask whilst taking cover at the junction.

“Sir, the subspacers have a HMG position set up down the hallway, they seem heavily dug in.”

“Where’s your CO ?”

The soldier simply points towards one of the corpses in the hallway.

Nodding you continue. “Grenades ?”

“Tried it, sir. They have entrenched positions against it.”

>>5095738

While you were doubtful about it, the command from the Captain to get some EMP charges will come in use here.

“Duran, get that charge next to the HMG, disable it.’

“Yes, sir.” Duran jumps into the hallway, you and the rest of your marines alongside your allies begin pouring fire down the hallway. You watch as bullets bounce and occasionally penetrate Duran’s armour. Once he reaches the halfway point, he chucks the charge. It explodes, the charge fries the railgun barrels. Meanwhile, Duran hits a side passage, dropping to the floor.

With the position temporarily disabled, you charge down the hallway. Jumping above the reinforced plates, you open up on full auto. The artificial muscles compensating for the recoil. Moments later rest of the hallway is secured. You send back a couple of your men to retrieve Duran, he deserves rest.

Moving forward, you get a comms contact. “Lieutenant, this is the sensors officer of the Evoker. We have finished a full scan of the asteroid thanks to your breaches. I am sending the pathing towards the command centre.”

“Roger that, tell the Captain that he will have the asteroid in an hour.”

You quickly cut off the signal, as a new one demands your attention.

“Lieutenant.” Comes in the voice of Raymond. “We’ve run into a problem. The sensor readings indicate that the way towards the reactor is through a civilian inhabited area.”

“Then what’s the problem ?”

“The area is also overrun with hostiles. They seem to have concentrated themselves here.”

“I ask again, what’s the problem ?”

“Sir ?”

“There are no non-hostiles within the fringes of mankind’s space, they are all classified as separatist rebels. Am I clear ?”

A few moments of silence later, Raymond once more begins to talk. “Yes, sir. Proceeding to secure the reactor room.”

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(End of POV shift.)

“Captain, open comms from the subspacers.”

“Put it through.” You nod.

“Imperial navy forces, you betrayed us ! What is the meaning of this ! You damned tyr-“ A loud explosion cuts into your ears. “Wha-What the fuck.” A barely audible voice once more is heard. Then, a single gunshot rings out.

“This is Lieutenant Baron Schriver of the Evoker, of the Imperial navy. All command and control functions are now under Imperial authority.”

“Sir, the Lieutenant is hailing us.”

“Good, put him through.”

“Captain, we’ve secured all strategic positions. Once the repairs are completed, what’s to be done with the prisoners ?”

>Kill them all. None of them deserve to live, after they outlive their usefulness of course.

>Leave them be, once we finish our repairs we can leave, no need to shed more blood.

>I am technically not in charge, I should contact the Viscount and let him make the decision.

>(Write in?)

>>5095740
>Leave them be, once we finish our repairs we can leave, no need to shed more blood.

>>5095740
>Leave them be, once we finish our repairs we can leave, no need to shed more blood.
Baron MVP

Every single time you guys roll for the marines you get a near crit or a crit. At this point and time, I am seriously considering giving them even better modifiers.

>>5095740
>>Kill them all. None of them deserve to live, after they outlive their usefulness of course.
>>5095753
Baseline humies rule

>>5095740
>Kill them all. None of them deserve to live, after they outlive their usefulness of course.
If enemy forces are compacted by the survivors of this station, our mission will be compromised. This is not an act of cruelty, it is an act of necessity.

>>5095753
Didn't they go through a special secret program? How many modifiers do they already have?

>>5095740
>(Write in?)
Leave a occupation force behind. A place to fix our ships is always good.

>>5095753
They do remind me of our pikechads from previous quest

>>5095754
>>5095761

They got military-grade genetics enhancements. They also went through special forces training program.

Their modifier stands at
+10 Genetics
+5 Superior armour (A temporary one until they meet people with equal armour)
+10 Training

There are also other modifiers based on the situation and what have you.

>>5095775
what bonus would you add on then? A +25 is already very good on a d100. I mean, I'm not complaining either way.

>>5095740
>>Leave them be, once we finish our repairs we can leave, no need to shed more blood.

>>5095740
>Kill them all. None of them deserve to live, after they outlive their usefulness of course.
We've made enemies here today, subspacers in what was believed to be an unoccupied system. We let them live and they become enemies of House Roy for generations to come. They will become pirates and raiders, pawns for other House and Subspacer Nations that wish to see House Roy cast down. They have the Shipyards and the minerals to facilitate ship repair and construction and enough defenses to be a threat to anything less than a squadron of Cruisers to deal with. Leaving them alive is a costly mistake on our part.

Killing them saves us any future loss of life on our side when we have to come back here to quell the new base of Tristan's Lads that this will inevitably turn in to after we leave, if it isn't one already. With the current inhabitants dead the system can also be marked for colonization after we finish this current conflict with Emari, giving House Roy it's own little F.O.B that on paper doesn't exist.

>>5095740
>I am technically not in charge, I should contact the Viscount and let him make the decision.
Shift the blame to the officers.
Also I feel bad for us being such cunts. We are kinda the baddies and we all know why there are sepetarists and rebels.

>>5095753
Hey, they were elite before we got them, now they are superleet with us!

>>5095775
What was their base armor bonus when they had the old power armor?

Guys lets take over, and use the place as a future staging ground run by our appointed puppets while controlling them via contracts, income and food, maybe we can gain income from this place as well.

I honestly thought they were gonna try and steal our ships or pull some funny business beyond ripping us off..... Weren't they?

If that fails then I guess leave them be or kick it up to the count.

>>5095850
If you don't remember we're in territory closer to our enemy than our allies, and if the decisive battle is lost we'll be hunted to death and we don't have the time or extra personnel to hold this position.

>>5095740
>>Kill them all. None of them deserve to live, after they outlive their usefulness of course.

Also see if they've got any rare ores or refined metals worth stocking our holds with as trade goods.

>>5095818
Aren't you tired of always playing the hero of the story? Not to mention that in this case we're not even that bad, these rebels are conducting attacks against us with the support of another house. Do you think this house is better morally than ours? Or that pirates attacking civil and military convoys care about morality? Or that the rebels themselves never committed cruel acts against our noble house? The current situation is that we are out of time on a suicide mission for the survival of us and all our companions, if you were in this situation what would you do? Would you risk being kind and yet condemning everyone in our fleet to a painful death?

>>5095740
> Kill them

Make an example, these "people" don't get to have rights

>>5095849

If they are fighting against people not in power armour, say against people in protection suits, your marines would get a +10, against people not even in that +20. etc.

>>5095853
I want to try and take it over like a cartel or mafia takes over a small business district.

>>5095863
I was asking how much more in terms of stats or numbers the new armor has over the old ones.

>>5095860
>Aren't you tired of always playing the hero of the story?
I'm tired of always failing.

Plus these guys are kind of isolationists, or they were. Seeing as we allow slavery and the other House we are at war with seem to be for emancipating slaves it does seem like we are morally in the dark. These guys aren't rebels but more like rural space libertarians perhaps?

I'm not even %100 sure they were gonna try and raid or sabotage us....

Plus won't killing them make more insurgents? Even if we got everyone in this region, there are bound to be traders and relatives that aren't here right now would find out what happened here.

>>5095901
>Plus won't killing them make more insurgents? Even if we got everyone in this region, there are bound to be traders and relatives that aren't here right now would find out what happened here.

Absolutely the McFuck not, this is a neofeudalist setting and we are not limpwristed democrats looking to win hearts and minds while running away with our tails tucked. These subspacer yokels need to be taught a lesson that the naval forces of House Roy will brook no plebian fuckery and shan't be overcharged. The curs shouldn't have been rude over comms and they definitely shouldn't have tried to scalp us for repairs. An example must be set.

>>5095901
What kind of quests have you participated in where draconic actions, not stupid but draconic, caused the end of it? If they are isolationists they would not be the same faction that fought against slavery on that planet, if they are the same faction that means they allied with another noble house, do you think that house would be different on their border worlds? They started shooting and then tried to extort us, I think yes they would betray us after a while. It depends, if they are an independent faction and everyone is killed no one will know who did it and a small group will not have the strength to try to get revenge on a noble house, remember we are in enemy territory in the matter of proximity. And if they are allies of our enemies, one more to the list of revenge stories that must infect the border.

>>5095938
>If they are isolationists they would not be the same faction that fought against slavery on that planet, if they are the same faction that means they allied with another noble house
What? I doubt these spacers are directly connected to any house, and the slavery part was to when you said do you think our house was morally better.

>It depends, if they are an independent faction and everyone is killed no one will know who did it and a small group will not have the strength to try to get revenge
Well do you think everyone can keep their mouths shut then? Delete all logs and sensor data and purge their computers of all mention of us?

>>5095740
>>Kill them all. None of them deserve to live, after they outlive their usefulness of course.

>>5095943
Of course we can erase all our "footprints", we can even destroy the station after all the ships are repaired. Remember they don't seem to have high-end equipment. If it were possible, we could plant evidence that pirates attacked the station, but I don't think we have time for that.

>>5095943
In this setting groups like this one can be legally and rightly stomped by the proper authorities, ie us. Fuck em, they wanted good treatment shouldn't have opened with a rip off the Scotsman's speech from Samurai Jack.

>>5095969
But there are plenty of people who weren't part of that decision and are getting unfairly screwed for it. Hell most of them are just workers trying to eke out a living.

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>be random nobodies in the middle of nowhere
>random royal fleet shows up slightly battered
>they peacefully ask to dock with your space station
>immediately try to scalp them while still being in a position of weakness
>mfw

>>5095740
I'd like to see if some of them were here just by coincidence i.e. aren't related to the people who live there but otherwise
>Kill them all. None of them deserve to live, after they outlive their usefulness of course.

If you're gonna be ruthless, atleast have the strength to back it up otherwise you will get yourself into a situation like this. Getting curbstomped because you fucked with the wrong people at the wrong place at the wrong time.

>>5095901
Personally, I've enjoyed how the character has been coming along so far. I envision him as a Julius Caesar. An extremely ambitious man who has no qualms about being ruthless when it is beneficial and it doesn't involve people he personally knows. A man of a machiavellian nature not through scheming and intrigue but with the daring and callous manner he pursues his own goals. These are just my own thoughts though, other anons such as yourself may disagree.

>>5095740
>Kill them all. None of them deserve to live, after they outlive their usefulness of course.

Just caught up.

>>5095740
>Take the best, kill the rest

Given that we've taken some manpower losses, taking conscripts isn't out of the question.

>>5095753
These guys were clearly the elite of the elite, so I fully approve of that being reflected in their modifiers. I know I'm gonna be voting to give them the best equipment we can, any and every time we can.

>>5095740
>Kill them all. None of them deserve to live, after they outlive their usefulness of course.

>>5095740
>Leave them be, once we finish our repairs we can leave, no need to shed more blood.

>>5095740
>Kill them all. None of them deserve to live, after they outlive their usefulness of course.
I would prefer an occupied friendly station in the area, one that is off the books and not located on anyone's star charts but our own, but they did just try to rip off an angry imperial fleet. I guess we can always inform the rest of the fleet when we get back that there's a good secret base in the area.

>>5095999
I think our guy is still to "uncharacterized" to say so clearly, its only the second quest and we've only done limited personalization on our MC.

Either way, if we do go on with killing them, I don't want any blowback.

>>5095740
>Leave them be, once we finish our repairs we can leave, no need to shed more blood.

I'm try to make it a slightly closer call so it reflects our MC's internal debate before killing everyone.

>>5095740
>Kill them all. None of them deserve to live, after they outlive their usefulness of course.

>>5095740
>>Leave them be, once we finish our repairs we can leave, no need to shed more blood.
Now under new management

>>5095860
>Aren't you tired of always playing the hero of the story?

When are we ever the hero? In most quests I have played anons kept picking the edgy "pragmatic" options.

>>5096625
So how many of these decisions were wrong?

>>5095977
I reiterate then.

Fuck them

And fuck moralfags

>>5095740
>Kill them all. None of them deserve to live, after they outlive their usefulness of course.

>>5096629
They were morally wrong, that's the point.

>>5096625
You’re simply playing the wrong quests if you think anons don’t have a natural inclination to be a hero.

>>5095746

Leave them be 6

Kill them all 12

Occupation 1

Kick the buck 1

Aggressive recruitment 1

Writing. (Might take a while, since Christmas eve and all that.) (Also, Merry Christmas everyone)

You ponder for a moment Baron’s question. At the end of the day, these subspacers now hate you more than ever before. Allowing them to live is the same as killing your own men further down the line.

“Have them prepped to repair the ships. Afterwards, take care of it, lieutenant.” You say maintaining an even tone.

“Understood, sir.” After saying so, Baron cuts the connection.

“Comms, how’s the rest of the fleet doing ?”

“Reporting, sir. The largest asteroids have all been secured by ducal forces. The smaller ones do not posses any kind of weaponry to threaten us.”

“Good.” You say before contacting Gavril.

“Captain, what is it ?”

“Get some of the more disciplined ones out there, get them to keep an eye on the subspacers, make sure that they don’t try to screw us over whilst repairing the ships.”

“Got it Captain, I’ll pick out some sticks-up-their-arses.”

Thinking for a moment, you turn towards the comms officer.

“Comms, tell Baron to search for anything worthwhile within the asteroid.”

“Yes, sir.” The comms officer instantly starts carrying out your orders.

Five days later, you find yourself staring out of the command bridge window. The conscripted subspacers have all been put into spacesuits, they look like a swarm of ants, bustling about your ship, with the watchful eyes of your men hovering over them. The promise of their lives keeps them inline. It’s only the fact that, that hope is misplaced. I had only promised to leave the system once the repairs are complete. I never said anything about sparing their lives. They tried to fuck me, so they should have expected to be fucked in return.

“Sir, the repairs are nearly complete. Lieutenant Baron has also finished cataloguing the asteroids inventory.” States your XO.

“Anything of note ?”

“Nothing that would be worth our while. Presuming we had the time and the transport ships for it, there’s plenty of raw and processed ore we could bring back to Talax, but that’s about it.”

“Any ships ?”

“A few, nothing combat worthy. It seems like they had mostly stripped them clean, mounting the weapons on their asteroids. A good plan, it would take a lot of firepower to break through the asteroids, further investigations have shown that if they had been prepared, it would have been painful for us to take over. We were quite lucky in catching them unprepared.”

“That, and Baron is simply that good.” You smirk.

Your conversation is interrupted by your comms officer. “Sir, reports coming in, all ships reporting green. Allied ships are reporting it too. In fact Viscount-Captain Hiley, has already begun organizing his forces just outside of the belt.”

“How’s he treating the subspacers ?”

>>5096822

“He had them all gather in one central location within the largest asteroid in his area. Reports also indicate that he had set a timed nuclear device, sir.”

“Understood, comm Baron, tell him to do the same.”

“Yes, sir.”

A few hours are spent on the finishing touches, just as the fleet begins shifting, the nuclear devices go off, a chained explosion rips apart the area, the largest asteroids cracking open, whilst the smaller ones get smashed out of orbit or simply crushed by the debris. If you cannot control these assets, you may as well destroy them to prevent the enemy from acquiring them. Better them than us.

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(POV shift: You are Countess-Commodore Philicia Lauritzen. You have a battle to win.)

You watch as the timur-class next to you collapses, a devastating barrage from four raider-class had finally done it in. You’ve seen the ship take volley after volley in the battle that had now lasted seven hours. Finally, the ships plating could no longer hold. Fire bursts out from the stricken vessel, to your surprise, a single volley is unleashed from it. The fire being overwhelming enough to obliterate a raider. What fine crew. A shame.

“Gunnery, all fire portside. Comms, direct our bombers to my designated targets of Beta and Charlie.”

Blood spilt shall be avenged tenfold, subspacers. I’ll make sure your king is brought to the Duke in chains.

A cold smile is reflected by the bridge’s window. Some people always used to say that your smile was scary, but as you gaze upon yourself you cannot see anything wrong with it. No matter, the sight of your broadside annihilating one raider and successful bombing runs destroying the other two, improves your mood.

Gazing upon the sight of hundreds of vessels flying all around you, you see a vessel breaking apart every minute or so, the fighting had been brutal. The Emari seem to be willing to fight to the death. Entertain me well Emarians, if you put up a good enough show, I might keep some of you as my own personal slaves.

“Comms, any news from Viscount-Captain Hiley ?”

“None, sir.”

“Keep me informed.”

You gaze as a couple of wolf-classes get obliterated, who foolishly had gotten too close to Indomitus.

Do your best out there. Whether you survive or not, I will make sure that your names are remembered in glory.

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(End of POV shift.)

>>5096823


You slam back into reality, looking about, you find yourself in another start system that has absolutely nothing other than a lone red dwarf.

“Sir, this is the final jump before we enter Emrian Kingdom proper.” Pipes up the sensors officer.

“Fuel ?”

“Almost out of it, sir.”

Well, we’ve been hopping about for around a month now. I suppose it is too much to ask to have a little extra spare.

“Sir, order from the Viscount, we’re to shift.”

“Do it.”

Once more, you ride the tide. In but few scant days, the waiting will be over and the battle will commence, you can only hope that the position you appear in be favourable. The last thing you need, with a fifth of your force gone, is to appear right in front of a combat ready fleet.

1d100 best of 3 to determine your starting situation within the system.

It is also the best time to give a speech, giving an idea to your subordinates what sort of leader you are.

>There’s no speech needed. Actions speak louder than words.

>(write in) (If you anons don’t have a specific speech in mind, give me the characteristics of it, bloodthirsty, arrogant, calm, etc.)

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>5096824

>Calm speech that translates into bloodthirsty as we speak about our enemy and mission.

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>5096823
>“Understood, comm Baron, tell him to do the same.”
we were just following orders
>>5096824
>Calm speech but rile up the crew with our slick words
We Gotta make ourselves look good.

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>5096824
>Stress the importance of our mission and what we are about to do and then transition into ecstatically explaining the glory we will win through our actions.

>>5096824
>Would it be possible to broadcast the speech to the entire crew of our fleet?

>Gentlemen our moment has finally arrived, we are in enemy territory with no support, our survival in this battle will depend only on us.
But depending on us is the Viscount, is if we fail in our service he is all allied fleets under his command to be destroyed. Besides him the Countess is also depending on us, if this mission is not a success the great battle for the Troacsa system will be lost and countless of our countrymen and nobles will be slain and soon we will follow them to the next life. If we fail today the sovereignty of House Roy will be lost in these systems and that is unacceptable. We will not disappoint any of them.
Each shot, each maneuver, each command, each action that will be taken today will define our destiny, and the alternative will be our deaths. Loyal servants of the royal house of Roy onward to Victory and Ruin!

>>5096824
>Give a speech
"To the good men and women of patrol detachment Proenze, I see ahead a foe worth defeating and beside me a crew that is up to the mark. To this battle ahead, I have words I'd like you all to hear so listen well: Your Emarian enemies are proud, perhaps too proud. I mean to see them humbled and cut down to size. We'll see how these over-proud subspacers like the taste of the House of Roy's steel. Remember again, ladies and getlemen, of the important mission we have been tasked with by the Viscount and the Countess. Both they and their crews have put great trust in you and me, for if we fail in our task, the great battle for the Troacsa system will be lost and countless of our countrymen will be slain and soon we would follow them to the void. But fear not, my brothers and sisters, we will not disappoint them - we will not fail our mission for if you put your trust in your commander, put your trust in your fellows and put your trust in your ships then we will move together as one towards victory and triumph!"

>>5096637
Fuck one ID fags.

>>5096646
lel.

>>5096824
>>There’s no speech needed. Actions speak louder than words.

>>5096824
>There’s no speech needed. Actions speak louder than words.
But if we do vote to speak
>(write in) (Charismatic, Bold, Heroic, Aggressive, Noble)

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>>5096824
>Speech
Welcome to Emaria gentlemen. I will not lie, the chances of your survival are small. Some may even turn against your friends as filthy traitors, but you have my word that I will use my influence within the fleet to ensure your deeds are forever recorded. This is the greatest reward, more than even credits, for the legacy you leave is an eternal concern. Now come, follow me. Strike down the subspacers that rise against us, allow me to wreak havoc upon their worlds. I ask not for my own selfish advancement, but for the good of the Empire!

>>5097519
Fucking Kek
Changing my vote to support this

>>5097519

Changing to support

>>5097519
+1

>>5096892
Supporting this, it feels good.

Okay >>5097519 Legally Not-Balthasar Not-Gelt, fuck you, you can't sue me GW, wins.

Anyways, writing and drawfagging.

>>5097519
+1
kek

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You wait until your sensors officer finally informs you that there are but a few scant minutes until you once more will have to shift into reality.

“Comms, I want to address the crew, also prepare to record this message for the rest of the detachment once we shift into reality.”

You clear your throat and begin. Your voice carried across the vessel, where there are screens, your stern face is also shown.

“Welcome to Emaria gentlemen. I will not lie; the chances of your survival are small. Some may even turn against your friends as filthy traitors, but you have my word that I will use my influence within the fleet to ensure your deeds are forever recorded. This is the greatest reward, more than even credits, for the legacy you leave is an eternal concern. Now come, follow me. Strike down the subspacers that rise against us, allow me to wreak havoc upon their worlds. I ask not for my own selfish advancement, but for the good of the Empire!”

Your voice dies out just as the vessel begins to shudder, the dropping feeling fills your stomach. You once again slam into reality.

“Sir, it appears that we shifted in right behind some of the Emarian drydocks, their defensive fleet is on the other side.” Informs you the sensors officer.

Your eyes are filled by the sight of a blue gas giant, and just as you were informed, the drydocks are exposed to you and your men. The enemy defence fleet based on the scans looks formidable, but they are out of position.

The fleet goes on full burn, arriving closer into the system, the enemy’s sensors seem to have detected you, unsurprising, your fleet size is not one for stealthy advance.

“Sir, the drydocks appear to house ships in construction, however I detect power surges in one of the docks. Two Rudra-class light cruiser hulls seem to be completed, but not yet fully operational.” Says the sensors officer.

“Can they join the battle ?”

“If given enough time, sir.”

“Any orders from the Viscount ?” You ask your comms officer.

“Yes, sir. He has granted operational autonomy, but he wants the docks and the defence fleet destroyed.”

Destroyed ? Those are a couple of fine cruisers there.

>Concentrate your force to annihilate the docks

>Position yourself around the dock housing the Rudra-classes, Baron already got you and exo-suit, it’s time for him to get you some ships. No doubt your fellow officers also wish to get their hands on the vessels if possible.

>Full burn ahead, intercept the fleet whilst it’s still out of position.

>>5098538
>Full burn ahead, intercept the fleet whilst it’s still out of position

We’re here for glory not ships and influence. Those are left for the petty squabbles of nobles.

>>5098538
>Full burn ahead, intercept the fleet whilst it’s still out of position.
Take out the biggest threat now

>>5098538
>Full burn ahead, intercept the fleet whilst it’s still out of position.
Beating the enemy with the fewest possible casualties is our priority.

>>5098538
>Position yourself around the dock housing the Rudra-classes, Baron already got you and exo-suit, it’s time for him to get you some ships. No doubt your fellow officers also wish to get their hands on the vessels if possible.

Secure the docks before they ready the ships to battle, and we'll hit their main fleet after it has engaged fully with ours.

>>5098576
Trying to take on three modern cruisers with our light cruiser is doomed to fail, we need to know what the fuck the other cruisers are doing before trying to run the gauntlet.

>>5098538
>Position yourself around the dock housing the Rudra-classes, Baron already got you and exo-suit, it’s time for him to get you some ships. No doubt your fellow officers also wish to get their hands on the vessels if possible.

>>5098538
>Concentrate your force to annihilate the docks

We try and rush the fleet solo we get focused down and annihilated. We send our marines to capture the almost finished ships, the enemy blows up the docks to stop us from stealing their ships.

If we're not the only group rushing the enemy fleet, I can support that.

>>5098581
The enemy isn't ready to do battle yet, if we're lucky we can destroy at least one of the cruisers before they start firing, after that we can join the rest of the formation.

>>5098601
>the enemy blowing up their own docks

I always love when an enemy does something so retarded as to benefit us. Destroy their repair docks only works to our long term favor, not theirs.

>>5098611
Yeah, kills all our Marines too. Very good for us.

>>5098610
Being out of position to defend their docks is a far cry away from being unready to do battle, and we don't have the firepower to go toe-to-toe with their cruisers. Committing to Pickett's Charge is a retarded play, especially since we don't know what our freindly heavy hitters are even doing.

>>5098614
Destroying your own ships, crewmen, and repair facilities near the front lines to kill a detachment of enemy marines is so retarded that I can imagine a firing squad for whoever survived the battle, win or lose, especially since the dockyards have their own security forces to fight them off.

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>>5098622
>denying the enemy two fully built light cruisers, a bunch of half finished frigates and destroyers and the industrial capacity to repair their own ships is a 'retarded move'
>denying the enemy tacitcal assets (the ships) and strategical assets (the dockyards) by blowing them up so they can't be used against you is a 'retarded move'

Denying your enemy the use of your resources if you can not hold a location is a strategically sound move. The only retard here is (You) for suggesting the enemy command is as dumb as you are.

>>5098538

>Concentrate your force to annihilate the docks

We have our orders.

>>5098538
Changing my vote from:
>>5098576
To:
>Concentrate your force to annihilate the docks.

>>5098538
Position yourself around the dock housing the Rudra-classes, Baron already got you and exo-suit, it’s time for him to get you some ships. No doubt your fellow officers also wish to get their hands on the vessels if possible.

>>5098538
>>Position yourself around the dock housing the Rudra-classes, Baron already got you and exo-suit, it’s time for him to get you some ships. No doubt your fellow officers also wish to get their hands on the vessels if possible.

>>5098538
>Concentrate your force to annihilate the docks

>>5098538
>Concentrate your force to annihilate the docks

Orders are clear

>>5098538
>Concentrate your force to annihilate the docks

>>5098538
>>Concentrate your force to annihilate the docks

Our Marines have been too good to us for the risk, sadly

>>5098538
>>Position yourself around the dock housing the Rudra-classes, Baron already got you and exo-suit, it’s time for him to get you some ships. No doubt your fellow officers also wish to get their hands on the vessels if possible.

>>5098538
>Full burn ahead, intercept the fleet whilst it’s still out of position.

Bust up the fleet, Then afterwards we can see what we can do with the docks.

I am not understanding why we shouldn't take care of the defence fleet we caught off guard first then deal with the stationed ships.

>>5098699
>>5098699
Because that fleet is larger than our detachment.

Secondly, they are out of position. This means that we can destroy the docks before they even reach us.

While I'm at it, I will also explain why we can't attempt to capture the ships. It is directly against the viscount's orders to DESTROY the docks.

>>5098713
If they are out of position, doesn't that mean we can do a bunch of damage before they are able to turn around and actually fight us with their bigger guns?

>>5098713
>>5098715
>It is directly against the viscount's orders to DESTROY the docks
Note that we've been given Operational Autonomy which means we can tackle this however we see please, but the Viscount wishes the Docks and their ships destroyed rather than captured.

I do agree that we probably stand little chance solo against the enemy fleet, if we're unlucky we lose a large quantity of our ships pulling off this manouver. They have some serious Missile Boats and good Missile Defense, so we aren't exactly in a good position to engage solo since we lack the Missile Defense to stand up to a salvo from 4 Bullseye classes. Though if there are other detachments that are going to engage our chances improve drastically, especially if the central detachment moves to engage with it's Frigates we stand a good chance.

>>5098538
>Concentrate your force to annihilate the docks

>>5098538
>Position yourself around the dock housing the Rudra-classes, Baron already got you and exo-suit, it’s time for him to get you some ships. No doubt your fellow officers also wish to get their hands on the vessels if possible.

Clearly the optimal play, give our lack of firepower.

>>5098637
Not to be a dick about it, but unless their high command went full scorched earth and gave orders to that effect, I don't think that they'd blow up their own repair docks just because we appeared, especially since these are probably the only repair docks near the front where they can reasonably repair and resupply their forces. Doing the enemy's job for them by denying critical infrastructure to the Emaria Kingdom wouldn't take priority over engaging the enemy.

>>5098699
I don't know, considering that the only thing that'll keep the enemy fleet here would be the docks. If their gone, no reason to stick around, meaning we also fail in our goal of destroying the remnant enemy fleet.

>>5098715
No, it mean that they can't defend the docks that they're forced to defend.

>>5098715
They are out of position to DEFEND THE Docks. We can destroy the docks BEFORE they reach us.

>>5098538
>>Concentrate your force to annihilate the docks
No time to capture, and I don't fancy a suicide charge.

>>5098538
>>Full burn ahead, intercept the fleet whilst it’s still out of position.

>>5098538
>Full burn ahead, intercept the fleet whilst it’s still out of position.
We get this done quick enough and there just might be ships left for us to grab.

>>5098538
>Concentrate your force to annihilate the docks

>>5098538
>>Concentrate your force to annihilate the docks

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Destroy docks 11

Capture ships 6


“Tetreault, coordinate the fleet, I want those docks annihilated. Helmsman, full burn, get us in range. Gunnery, all weapons ready. Sensors, what’s the rest of the fleet doing.”

“Sir, two of the formations alongside ours have begun opening fire upon the docks.”

“And the other ?”

“It has launched its frigates forward in an attempt to secure the docks housing the Rudra-classes. Enemy forces are reacting aggressively, their frigates are moving ahead of their main forces.”

You watch as the ducal forces open fire, most of the rounds obliterating the poorly armoured dockyards, the half-built ships are also destroyed by the endless shower of bullets.

“Sir, comms from Lord-Captain Sorrel Nease. He demands that we halt fire upon the docks housing the Rudra-classes. He will defend them until the cruisers are secured.”

Greedy bastard.

>Ignore him, we still have a short window, obliterate that dock.

>Fine, change targets, destroy the fleet. If he want to be our shield, let him.

>(Write in)

>>5099250
>Ignore him, we still have a short window, obliterate that dock.
If we can't have them then no one can
Now that the enemy has turned around we are gonna take some heavy casualties

>>5099250
>Fine, change targets, destroy the fleet. If he want to be our shield, let him.
Considering he's going to be the main target of the enemy fleet, that's fine. If he dies we can even "rescue" the ships so they don't fall into enemy hands.

>>5099250
>>Ignore him, we still have a short window, obliterate that dock.

I am under the impression that the Viscount is above Lord-Captain Sorrel Nease in the chain of command.

>>5099250
> Ignore him

If his dumbass wants to be disobedient he can eat that frigate screen.

>>5099255
>>5099271
>>5099279
The idea is to use this idiot like an shield , the enemy forces will focus on it giving the opportunity for our force to flank them during the attack. Our ships will fight with less risk, and if Sorrel's forces are destroyed or damaged enough there will still be time to destroy the docked ships. As for Viscount orders? Technically Sorrel goes above us in the chain of command

>>5099250
>Fine, change targets, destroy the fleet. If he want to be our shield, let him.
>Note his command in the logbook for when shit goes south.

>>5099250
>Make it known that we want Half the bounty
>When he agrees, change targets, destroy the fleet. If he want to be our shield, let him.

I ain't about to let him steal our loot, even if most voted to autisticly destroy out of some retarded idea that they'd pull a Stalin just to kill some of our marines.

>>5099296
>idiot

You know how much those modern cruisers are gonna be worth in influence, right? Way more than the frigates he's risking to secure them, that's for damn sure. Assuming 10 Wolf-classes (and I know that there are Defenders sprinkled in there), that's equivalent of one destroyer, and he's getting two cruisers out of it, not one destroyer. He may be ruthless, but I doubt that he's an idiot.

>>5099328
Yeah, I still don't understand the adamancy behind anons' reasoning for destroying the cruisers without trying to capture them first.

>>5099250
I know I'll be outvoted but I'll still go for it anyway

>Race him, try to capture them first.

>>5099328
QM made it clear that these ships could join combat if they had enough time, which means they're already manned. With that in mind, first this idiot's ships will be the focus and frontline of this fight if he has some bad data rolls his ships will be destroyed, second there is the possibility that his marines are not of the same caliber as ours, if they fail to invade the ships he will only have delayed the inclusion of those ships in the fight, thirdly if he gets these ships he will have to retreat with them because I don't think that marines have the ability to control warships like these efficiently . In short, he will have to survive combat, have a successful submission and besides he will have to be able to escort the stolen ships without the enemy destroying them in combat. To me this is a stupid plan with a lot of chances to go wrong.

>>5099356
>QM made it clear that these ships could join combat if they had enough time, which means they're already manned.

Wrong, it means that they're unmanned and the crew are stuck on the dock.

Second, our equipment is superior to that of these subspacers, and I think expecting bad rolls is too metagamey for my tastes.

Thirdly, he can shift his crew from his already manned vessels for this, and given the increased firepower and durability these cruisers gives his force relative to the manpower of his other ships, it's a justifiable trade.

Anon, he ain't an idiot, he's just greedy, and anons should stop making up retarded reasons for attempting to board and commandeer these ships beyond 'it's stupid because it is' and 'risking our marines to triple our task force's firepower and durability isn't a good trade'.

>>5099250
>Ignore him, we still have a short window, obliterate that dock.

Fuc dat guy

>>5099382
Stuck on the docks? Based on the fact that these ships are almost ready, that they could go into combat at any time and it is obvious that these ships would have some crew, at least security personnel to maintain order on these ships.

As I don't know if you read it wrong, it wouldn't be the first time considering the shit you're writing, but these forces are mostly gear from the royal house that are getting ready to join the great battle for the main system in this region. They have equipment on the same level as ours.

You didn't understand what I said about the marines, first they would have to win the fight for control of the ships, after that part of the crew of other ships would have to be transferred during combat, which would undoubtedly disable at least one ship in the fleet, moreover this would only be possible if he was already carrying more sailors than necessary because if not one or more ships would be operating below their capacity, do you have any idea of how much crew a ship like this needs to operate 100%?

And finally as far as I know all ships in combat follow the same rules that we follow, by those same rules this entire operation would be too risky for ships that we wouldn't be able to operate in this specific fight, it's not worth these ships are more death traps than perks.

>>5099401
If they're stuck in dock, then it's obvious that most of the crew were on the dock, enjoying some RnR before they crew it fully. That means that it isn't a stupid play to attempt a boarding action before they begin to organize themselves.

As I don't know if you read it wrong, it wouldn't be the first time considering the shit you're writing, but it's obvious that we have a qualitative advantage as well superior numbers for this one dock. I don't know why you think subspacers would somehow have better mechs in greater quantities that a Royal House would.

You're also assuming that we'd have to focus on one ship specifically, and not simply both at once. Plus, it seems to me that we'd have additional help in regards to any boarding action from the good Lord-Captian here, so in all likelihood the enemy isn't about to set sail from these docks.

>it's not worth these ships are more death traps than perks

That BS and you know it. Two cruisers is a more powerful force than our whole task force combined, and you'd have to be a moron or operating in bad faith to assume that the risk outweighs the benefits, especially since this is the exact reason we have marines in the first place, to board and take over enemy vessels. To assume that a company of marines is worth more that two cruisers is just retarded on the face of it, simple as. Let the marines do their damn jobs instead of thinking them as too invaluable to use in combat.

>>5099250
>Fine, change targets, destroy the fleet. If he want to be our shield, let him.

>>5099250
>>5099255
changing vote to:
>Fine, change targets, destroy the fleet. If he want to be our shield, let him.
I agree with other anons that we better get one

>>5099250
>Fine, change targets, destroy the fleet. If he want to be our shield, let him.

>>5099443
These are not subspacers they are noble forces preparing to fight on Troacsa, you also ignored the fact that it doesn't make sense these ships are completely empty security forces would be present, and it's not our forces invading these ships it would be Sorrel's forces, and finally, boarding sailors in ships of that size in the middle of a battle would be impossible, calculate the number of sailors our fleet has and calculate the number needed to occupy one of those ships. Seriously you're forgetting the fact that this is a battle, there wouldn't be time to transfer the sailors before the enemy ships arrive. We don't have the firepower for such an operation.

>>5099490
These are subspacers larping as a kingdom, they aren't Nobility that's apart of the Empire. And you also ignorethe fact that our forces are qualitatively and quantitative better than whatever security force are defending the docks (I never said that they'd be empty of security forces anon). You're also assuming that we'd immediately shift sailors and other personnel to those ships during this battle, which isn't what I wanted to do. I want those ships secured in order to prevent them from leaving, not try and use them in this battle.

>>5099250
Remember to haggle for a cruiser before we leave the docks alone, because otherwise I fail to see the point in not destroying these docks if we don't get anything outta it.

>>5099270
>>5099313
>>5099327
>>5099447
>>5099450
>>5099489

Where do you retards expect to find crew for these ships? We're in enemy territory and the QM has given no indication that we have surplus personnel on our ship. The enemy crew will obviously be hostile to us.

>>5099581
Combat losses of vessels. Besides, we're not planning on using them in this battle, so a skeleton crew is sufficient.

>>5099250
>Fine, change targets, destroy the fleet. If he want to be our shield, let him.
Hard flanks are always fun.

>>5099581
What? I didn't vote to board or steal the ships. Dudes gonna be a meat shield for us.

>>5099250
>Ignore him, we still have a short window, obliterate that dock.

He won’t be able to take them - just destroy the dock

>>5099716
The point is to use this idiot as a shield while our fleet to flank the enemy from a safe position.

>>5099250
>>Fine, change targets, destroy the fleet. If he want to be our shield, let him.

>>5099611
Cruisers require many more crew members than destroyers and frigates. QM said that the Rudra-class has a crew complement of 600.
>>5093503

Destroy the docks 4

Change targets 7

Negotiate 1

Rush to capture 1

1d100 best of 3

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>5100304

Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>5100304

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>5100304

>>5100321
Another near crit
Why are we so good?

>>5100327
Silence cur, you'll jinx it.

>>5100393
Well it wasn't jinxed.

>>5100425
>you'll
>not you'd

Future tense lad. That's just basic English.

>>5100430
It's not jinxed until we get a really terrible roll in the near future.

>>5100441
Hence the
>you'll jinx it
part. It's not a statement of the present, but of the future if you continue commenting on our good fortune. Hence the 'you'll jinx it' part instead of the 'you jinxed it'.

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Let the man’s greed be our shield. Hopefully the fucker gets hit by a stray M.A.G. round.

“Order acknowledged. Tetreault, swing us around the dock. That carrier is exposed, concentrate fire upon it. Also, get a couple of wolf-classes onto the enemy’s frigates flank.”

Your ships move onwards, with the corner of your eye, you see enemy bombers and fighters dive in an out the dock, heading straight for the Timur-class and its Bullseye escorts.

Looking upon the tactical data displayed, you see a general advance by both sides. And as the battle begins in full, Greedy Nease proves his worth. His frigates, alongside a little flanking manoeuvre from yours truly, utter annihilate the enemy’s. With the flank secured, the enemy Rudra-class begins to exchange fire with you, without any proper support.

The ship shakes as the fire rakes the Evokers bow. “Sir, forward armour plating holding.” Calls out one of your officers.

You watch as the enemy cruiser is equally being bloodied, despite your outdated guns, you are breaking the plating apart with surety, at the end of the day, you are fighting a dedicated carrier.

Your own Strikers and Bullseye begin firing their missile payloads as soon as possible, but the nearby Guardian-class is able to soak up most of the fire, still, missile pierce the defences and impact the vessel.

Overall, it is only a matter of time before you break through.

These subspacers are hardly worth a damn, how the hell did they beat back the original invasion force ?

That is when, upon your tactical display, you see one of the escort Bullseyes of Greedy Nease get utterly obliterated. A successful bombing run causing ammunition detonation.

Me and my big mouth.

The fighting in the centre devolves into a Timur-class manoeuvring its best to hide behind the now utterly destroyed docks, popping occasional shots at your side. Whilst the both the friendly and enemy missile ships exchange volleys, the local AS systems doing their best to strike down as many as possible.

The other flank however, just as things went swimmingly for you, they go swimmingly for the enemy. The friendly frigates simply get obliterated by the foe’s. A Raider gets simply split in half by the enemy Timur. At this rate, the flank will be lost.

And so, the battle once more swings towards uncertainty.

As you observe the battle, your sensors officer says in a frantic voice. “Sir, docked Rudra-classes are having a power surge, I think they are preparing to launch their spacecraft. Lord-Captain Nease is unable to launch any of his transports due to enemy spacecraft presence.”

“Looks like Greedy Nease bit more than he can chew.” You smirk with unhidden schadenfreude.