“I need an update on FGIC Two,” said Lady Felrahn.
The holoprojection on the central tacmap was illuminating, but only to a certain degree. Everyone around the table certainly could see when their ships took damage, and their general numbers. But numbers were only one part of a battle.
“All capital ships moderately damaged, ma’am” reported an analyst off to the side. “Support vessels have suffered nearly 10% casualties, while skirmish vessels have suffered little over 17%.”
“And the Imperials?” asked the High Admiral.
“Sensor scans indicate that they have suffered half our casualties at most. However, we still hold the numerical advantage.”
“The tac
The attacking Imperial fleet leveled themselves off a few kilometers above the megacity, turned their broadsides towards the streets, then circled the entire thing like they were vultures. Though their bow chitin had been shattered to pieces, almost down to their exoframes, the majority of the damage was merely superficial.And to the Drogar, it was necessary. If they didn’t suffer it, they would never have been able to move into position above the megacity itself.Chitin armor panels along their exposed broadside opened up and revealed the stinger-like broadside cannons to the city. Each one charged up with dark orange energy, then shot energy-encased slugs down to the Felrahn military facilities.They punched through the titanium carbide plating with absurd ease, and tore their way deep into the gun mechanis
Unregistered Orbital Station, Unnamed Planet, Unlisted System, Great House de JardinThe Fleet of the Corvus Republic was docked at a massive Omega-Tau designated orbital station high above a stormy and chaotic gas planet below. The planet itself swirled violently as bright red arcs of lightning flashed deep inside.Despite the planet’s destructive nature, the fleet and the station were far enough away that they suffered no damage at all.Though it was still rather nerve-wracking to work that close to a violent gas giant.Outside, countless drones flew between the ships of the Republic and repaired everything possible. Some of the ships had their powerful armor plating lifted off, and their structure was fixed or reinforced directly.Other d
Foundation, The People’s System, Hegemony of Free PeoplesThe Hegemony’s Foundation planet was absolutely stunning, beautiful, and lush. It was home to verdant forests, barren deserts, towering mountains, and bottomless oceans. There was also a wild variety of bountiful fauna and colorful flora in nearly every biome on it.Far more than Earth ever did.Foundation was in perfect equilibrium with itself, with every ecosystem checking and balancing each other in seemingly perfect harmony. The naturalistic, chaotic beauty of it all.Except, of course, for the fact that it was a bit of a lie. Or, perhaps, a trick.In fact, it was redesigned and resculpted to be the perfect representation of humanity’s origin planet, hundre
“That’s absolutely preposterous!” the Star Dragon yelled out. “Didn’t you hear the part where all of our fleets are already engaged? We have ships out there that are in dire need of repair, and yet are still on the front lines. And you want to thin them out even further?!”“While I have you in mind, Dregha,” said Lady Felrahn. “Didn’t we just hear from the parliamentarian that we’re losing on all fronts? That our territory is slowly getting whittled down, House by House? But it isn’t exactly true, is it?“No, the truth is that Parliamentary Records show that there are dozens and dozens of fleets in the Hegemony that aren't losing. The 5th Fleet included.”The Lady Felrahn turned to one of her aides, and gestured at him with a frail h
Rhylen Terra, Vencal System, Major House FelrahnThe space above Rhylen Terra was akin to a graveyard. Littered all around the wrecked orbital station were the carcasses of numerous warfare vessels, from carriers on down. Everything was torn or blasted or ripped apart, and hung in the dead of space.It almost seemed like a vast asteroid field, if those asteroids were made of jagged titanium plating and structure.Floating amidst the detritus were warped sheets of shredded armor plating, destroyed modules, and frozen corpses. Some spun in place slowly, as though they were in an eternal last dance, frozen in the moment of their untimely destruction.Hidden among the wrecks, tucked neatly behind the vast shell of what used to be a Felrahn cruiser, was Maetel’s Lament.
The Hegemony’s elite Erinyes fleet flashed into orbit high above Rhylen Terra. Ships came in by the dozens, and in force. Battleships and carriers and cruisers flashed into the system in clusters, and brought all their support ships with them.At Erinyes’ core was half of the Star Dragon’s 5th Fleet, with the other half still deployed on the Hegemony’s southwestern front. As long as they had a presence there, they were sure it wouldn’t get overrun.Though he supplemented the fleet with a myriad of disparate elite ships and fleets until it was close to a full complement. He directly commanded 2 carriers, 2 battleships, 22 cruisers, 37 destroyers, 64 frigates, and close to 1,000 fighters, mecha, and drones.Close to his command was Eris and the Temple of Discord. Or rather, half of
The Star Dragon watched as his opening move dismantled the Imperial line. His fleet’s barrage easily ripped into their armor and blasted entire chunks apart with ease. And they seemingly did so with absolute impunity - the Imperials didn’t even fire back.“Sir, incoming Imperial skirmish vessels,” said a technician nearby. “Hundreds, and in numerous waves. They seem to be headed towards the capital ships and cruisers, mostly.”“That’s their M.O.” replied the Star Dragon. “Pull the fleet back further into the debris field, closer towards the center. Have the support ships keep those skirmishers off us as long as possible.”“What about the Imperial fleet, sir?”“Oh, they’ll come after
Taloren Prime, Throne System, Imperial Domain of the Boundless DrogarThe domed cities of Taloren Prime floated serenely along the glittering ocean surface, each one seemingly tranquil despite the messy truth hidden inside. For example, Lacroseth City was a hotbed for countless political infighting between the major clans.And had been that way for countless decades, since the founding of the ocean cities themselves.It had gotten so heated that the all-powerful Justicars spent almost all of their time quashing dissent, and often with astonishing, unmitigated violence.And if Lacroseth City was the center of Imperial political power, then Sangoleth City was the center of Imperial cultural power.Almost all other cities on the planet held the