Kessel
The shuttle folded it's wing and began it's final descent from the Imperium cruiser Draconis, approaching the space station orbiting the spice world of Kessel. It's sole passenger, the Black Dragon Commodore Vincent Harker, looked out from the shuttle's vieport windows at the swirling blackness of the nearby Maw cluster, and shuddered visibly, not that anyone would notice him doing it. The leaders of Dameo were not pleased, to say the least, of the military debacle that had occured above Teth. Harker gulped as he recalled the memory of the battle. The armed forward escort had deployed into the system, raising shields and launching starfighters. Then, before the medium cruiser with the diplomats and envoys aboard were allowed to jump into the system, the Coalition fleet had launched an ambush from seemingly all directions. The Dragons had no choice but to defend themselves accordingly. By the end of the battle, the Dragon fleet had lost about a fifth of it's strength, including the medium cruiser with the diplomats and envoys aboard, which, while attempting to sneak past the enemy fleet, ended up jumping direclty into the midst of it. The capitan of the cruiser had panicked and opened fire, causing the Coalition ships to immediatley engage and destroy the cruiser. Seeing the loss of the diplomatic envoy, the Black Dragon fleet had immediatley effected a withdrawal. The Dragons had suffered, but so had the Coalition, losing a number of large and slow battleships that contradicted their main fleet of highly fast vessels.
The shuttle reached the station, and now Harker knew that his time was at hand. He picked up his naval cap from the seat next to him and placed it on his head. Then, standing and checking to make sure all of his other items are in place, he headed aft torwards the ramp from the shuttle, which was lowering to the ground even as he walked torwards it. Striding down the ramp, he met the reception that he was expecting, the General in charge of the world's garrison, Gryx, and his typical honor guard of four soldiers. Harker saluted him as he approached, and the general returned the salute. They then began to walk together torwards the command room of the station, a Dragon Nest platform. The station bristled with weaponry of all kinds, and had strong hull and shield strengths too. This station is obviously meant to inflict large amounts of damage upon enemy intruding fleets while defending it's self and it's empire.
The general turned his head to speak to Harker while they walked the solemn chamber.
"I heard the speech made by Regrad. What are your thoughts on the declaration?" asked the general.
Harker took a moment to compose himself, then replied, "First, they fire upon and take down a diplomatic envoy and it's strong military escort, then they declare war on us. I was right from the start. The Coalition is interested in gobbling up as much as our territory as possible. First they take worlds under our sphere of influence from us, then they ambush and destroy our envoy's response team, and now they are using it as an casus belli, an excuse, to declare war on us and take even more of our worlds. Those slimy Azguardian scum have forgotten the last war, and what we did to them. Well now it's time for a reminder."
"I agree fully, Commodore. I think you will be pleased by how much progress we have made on Operation Isolation." said the General.
"We will see, won't we, when we get to the command room." said the commodore as he and the general continued marching through the corridor.
The shuttle folded it's wing and began it's final descent from the Imperium cruiser Draconis, approaching the space station orbiting the spice world of Kessel. It's sole passenger, the Black Dragon Commodore Vincent Harker, looked out from the shuttle's vieport windows at the swirling blackness of the nearby Maw cluster, and shuddered visibly, not that anyone would notice him doing it. The leaders of Dameo were not pleased, to say the least, of the military debacle that had occured above Teth. Harker gulped as he recalled the memory of the battle. The armed forward escort had deployed into the system, raising shields and launching starfighters. Then, before the medium cruiser with the diplomats and envoys aboard were allowed to jump into the system, the Coalition fleet had launched an ambush from seemingly all directions. The Dragons had no choice but to defend themselves accordingly. By the end of the battle, the Dragon fleet had lost about a fifth of it's strength, including the medium cruiser with the diplomats and envoys aboard, which, while attempting to sneak past the enemy fleet, ended up jumping direclty into the midst of it. The capitan of the cruiser had panicked and opened fire, causing the Coalition ships to immediatley engage and destroy the cruiser. Seeing the loss of the diplomatic envoy, the Black Dragon fleet had immediatley effected a withdrawal. The Dragons had suffered, but so had the Coalition, losing a number of large and slow battleships that contradicted their main fleet of highly fast vessels.
The shuttle reached the station, and now Harker knew that his time was at hand. He picked up his naval cap from the seat next to him and placed it on his head. Then, standing and checking to make sure all of his other items are in place, he headed aft torwards the ramp from the shuttle, which was lowering to the ground even as he walked torwards it. Striding down the ramp, he met the reception that he was expecting, the General in charge of the world's garrison, Gryx, and his typical honor guard of four soldiers. Harker saluted him as he approached, and the general returned the salute. They then began to walk together torwards the command room of the station, a Dragon Nest platform. The station bristled with weaponry of all kinds, and had strong hull and shield strengths too. This station is obviously meant to inflict large amounts of damage upon enemy intruding fleets while defending it's self and it's empire.
The general turned his head to speak to Harker while they walked the solemn chamber.
"I heard the speech made by Regrad. What are your thoughts on the declaration?" asked the general.
Harker took a moment to compose himself, then replied, "First, they fire upon and take down a diplomatic envoy and it's strong military escort, then they declare war on us. I was right from the start. The Coalition is interested in gobbling up as much as our territory as possible. First they take worlds under our sphere of influence from us, then they ambush and destroy our envoy's response team, and now they are using it as an casus belli, an excuse, to declare war on us and take even more of our worlds. Those slimy Azguardian scum have forgotten the last war, and what we did to them. Well now it's time for a reminder."
"I agree fully, Commodore. I think you will be pleased by how much progress we have made on Operation Isolation." said the General.
"We will see, won't we, when we get to the command room." said the commodore as he and the general continued marching through the corridor.