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Described as one of the largest systems in space, this 16 planet system has near all habitable planets. The closest planets to the sun are the twin planets of Yin and Yang, which revolve around each other, and the farthest is Artifact, a world of ruins.
AC-215
Described as one of the largest systems in space, this 16 planet system has near all habitable planets. The closest planets to the sun are the twin planets of Yin and Yang, which revolve around each other, and the farthest is Artifact, a world of ruins.
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AC-215 is a part of 
Perseus Arm.
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Iliatorie [16] An Escion Dragon of the Tarragon Collective, Iliatorie is by her nature a warrior, but by her practice, a diplomat. At times it is unclear which of these two rolls she is trying to fulfill.
Enigmatic Ship [12] A mysterious ship that appears often in major battles without explanation. Sometimes it been known to fire back, but any attempt to communicate leaves only dead air.
Lyraine Arabeth Craul [6] Mysterious and beautiful, yet terrible troubled. A woman of a kind heart and generous soul-- but where does she go when she has that faraway look in her eyes? And why does she suddenly turn cold?
Jim "Bo" [2]
Vahshirn Heirenshin [2] This Character is under development.
Anita Cruz [1] Sister to Lolita Cruz and has remained in Wing City despite Lolita having moved on.
Master Sergeant O'Brien [1] Master Sergeant Amalia Beverly O'Brien is assigned to Delta Company in the "Vanguards" Platoon.
Stefan Bathory [0]
Kenver [0]
Firia Shan [0] Firia is a girl who strives to know more about the world she lives in. In her opinion all of it is fake. An Illusion
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With a terrible crack, another vessel of the Collective appeared in local space, emitting a tone towards the larger warship. Then, just as quickly as it had appeared, it vanished, only a discordant rippling of energy that quickly arced and faded remained of where it had come and gone.
Iliatorie growled with displeasure. She had wanted to toy with the mortals some more. But despite her desire, she was an Escion, and thus Duty and Honor bound her and her decision. Within moments, the crystals scattered about the hull of her warship flashed brightly, and with a sound like a mirror shattering, the vessel vanished, leaving behind arcing strands of energy that melted any vessels unfortunate enough to get caught in their erratic paths, the Arkoss boarding vessels, and the forty eight remaining berserkers who ripped and tore through stone and metal as though it was tissue paper.
Oh sure the black nights were brave and strong, but the Berserkers were fury incarnate. Every injury to them filled them with greater rage and power, and made them even more destructive. By the time the primitives would cut their way throuh the bulk of them, the remainder would be cutting through the dense hulls of their ships like a meteor through space dust, all empowered by the sheer rage and destructive wrath that burned in their blood.
Of this Iliatorie was certain, That ship would be crippled and forced to find repairs once the last of her berserkers were slain, and that would ensure they remembered this encounter, and spoke of it to others. The name of the collective would become known throughout this galaxy.
Iliatorie growled with displeasure. She had wanted to toy with the mortals some more. But despite her desire, she was an Escion, and thus Duty and Honor bound her and her decision. Within moments, the crystals scattered about the hull of her warship flashed brightly, and with a sound like a mirror shattering, the vessel vanished, leaving behind arcing strands of energy that melted any vessels unfortunate enough to get caught in their erratic paths, the Arkoss boarding vessels, and the forty eight remaining berserkers who ripped and tore through stone and metal as though it was tissue paper.
Oh sure the black nights were brave and strong, but the Berserkers were fury incarnate. Every injury to them filled them with greater rage and power, and made them even more destructive. By the time the primitives would cut their way throuh the bulk of them, the remainder would be cutting through the dense hulls of their ships like a meteor through space dust, all empowered by the sheer rage and destructive wrath that burned in their blood.
Of this Iliatorie was certain, That ship would be crippled and forced to find repairs once the last of her berserkers were slain, and that would ensure they remembered this encounter, and spoke of it to others. The name of the collective would become known throughout this galaxy.
The Berserkers made have had fury, however the Black Templars were just as furious. All the berserkers had managed was damage their holy ships and injure a few Space Marines, for the Veterans they hardly had a scratch on them. The clensing on their ships were thorough and merciless.
The Space Marines would remember this encounter, however the enemy had better watch their backs. These religious warriors were burning with fury and hatred at these new enemies. Their blades wanted vengeance for the damage done to them. The dragons would know fear, they already had dealt with a dragon and they would do it again.
All enemies of man would be destroyed, and it was a manner of time until they wiped all trace of this new enemy.
The Space Marines would remember this encounter, however the enemy had better watch their backs. These religious warriors were burning with fury and hatred at these new enemies. Their blades wanted vengeance for the damage done to them. The dragons would know fear, they already had dealt with a dragon and they would do it again.
All enemies of man would be destroyed, and it was a manner of time until they wiped all trace of this new enemy.
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