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located in City Barracks, a part of The League of Origins, one of the many universes on RPG.

City Barracks

City Barracks of Aequitas

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Character Portrait: Phyllis Zethera
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A small spike of pain shot through Phyllis’ shoulder as the force of a punch was transferred directly into her armor-clad shoulder, the shock-absorbing suit apparently not working properly after the last battle. “I’ll have to have it replaced again”, she mumbled as she groggily returned to a state of awareness. “… I pretend I care and you stay out of my way the rest of the time. Got it? Good. Now when does our Commanding Officer arrives?” The voice slowly faded in, and Phyllis’ eyes quickly adjusted to the light of the hallway before the feeling of embarrassment hit her: She had been sleeping in front of those she would sooner or later be leading into battle.

Cursing her actions under her breath, she was about to turn to the offensive soldier, her mind already planning a very formal yet aggressive response, when suddenly Eve Heart of all people was to be found in the hallway saving Phyllis the trouble of responding. “Oh the irony”, Phyllis thought. While she did like Eve Heart for helping her through the tough times, Phyllis did not want to be indebted to Eve, much less defended by her. Phyllis wanted to be responsible for her own actions.

Anyway, I'm also here to see the General Verturum, like everyone else. So I don’t want any problems, at least not for now.” The words of the soldier next to her, Blake she recalled, forced her to return to reality once again. Standing up, she faced Blake again, her face returning to that of an emotionless officer, although her prepared speech in her head was completely ruined. The only words leaving her mouth was the essence of what she had wanted to say: “I’m Officer Zethera.” Her voice was almost trembling as the words came out, her brain cursing itself for its stupidity.

A quick glance around the perimeter informed her that ten soldiers, herself included, had gathered here. Besides Eve she was not familiar with any of them. No wonder, since Phyllis tended to keep herself in the ranks of the charging melee soldiers, medics and ranged soldiers not peaking her interest at all. It seemed to Phyllis as if the Red Lancer CO had made his entrance and gathered his team around him while she had been occupied with Blake. That would mean that the three leftover soldiers, Blake included, were her new team mates.

Phyllis began to walk towards Eve, her eyes and facial expression saying ‘Thank You’. Just as she passed by Eve, however, the door by the guards opened and out came a tall, grey haired man with a cold expression on his face. His age was clearly shown in his face, the amounts of battles he had partaken in marked by the scars running across his cheeks and forehead. Phyllis quickly snapped both heels together and saluted Commander Verturum, her eyes awaiting an order from him.

Stand down, soldiers. We will commence the briefing now”, he said. Phyllis could not help but notice the lack of excitement in his voice. Surely the savior teams gathered to enable Aequitas a conquest in the League should be a bit more interesting than organizing the grunt training? Her thoughts, however, quickly ended up dwelling at the events of the night. The loss of yet another soldier out of an army size of 90-something soldiers was quite a burden to bear. As Verturum motioned them to join him in the briefing room, she quickly moved along. With her helmet under her left arm she entered the briefing room, the only room of its kind in the whole barracks. Maps over the desolated Earth were projected onto the white walls, while a holographic map in the middle showed the current position of Aequitas in a much more detailed view. Phyllis quickly found herself a spot at the right side of the room, trying to create eye contact with those of her fellow team members who were entering through the door, hoping that the soldiers would separate themselves into teams.

Today marks the beginning of a new era for Aequitas! We finally have an army suitable for participating in the League, and while we have fought in the League several times before this day, we haven’t emerged victorious yet.” Phyllis could not help but notice the change in the room atmosphere as Verturum began to brief them, his voice captivating both officers and soldiers alike. “Following the League rules, Aequitas cannot be attacked as we do not control any harvest towns. However, the city of Aequitas craves, no demands, new farmland in order to expand. With our current crop production here in the dome we will not be able to feed the next generation. Therefore, the M3 dome is as we speak heading towards the city of Triticum of the K2 dome, our first opponent.

Phyllis exhaled after holding her breath throughout Verturum’s speech. She looked closely at Verturum, his face beginning to show the early signs of a smile. Her eyes then glanced at the holographic map on the table, the view of Aequitas suddenly showing the K2 dome in the distance. The excitement was unbearable! Phyllis tried to gain eye contact with Eve for a short moment, her eyes reflecting the feeling of happiness and yet nervousness that was stirring in her head, before returning her focus to Verturum.

The city of Triticum is not much bigger than us, only boasting a 12-man League team. However, they have managed to hold onto the harvest town of Avena, a small farming community. We, the citizens of Aequitas, will need to gain hold of the harvest town stockpiles if we are to replenish our almost depleted food stockpiles.” Phyllis’ eyes followed Verturum as he finished speaking, his posture not changing very much even though this was fantastic news. Phyllis guessed he had been through so many briefings before that his body did not reflect the content of the information.

The E.T.A. for Aequitas will be approx. 36 hours. We will commence our attack as soon as we can, and as the M3 dome is one of the fastest domes in its class we should have no problem intercepting them. We will be fighting the battle across the two domes, the battle itself being a ‘Capture the Flag’-styled battle. Since we will be going up against 12 soldiers, and since we do not have anything to loose except your lives, I have personally decided upon an all offensive strategy: We will be lowering two bridges between the domes. The Black Wolves will be assaulting on the right flank while the Red Lancers will be on the left flank. Remember: All we need is their flag to win. If we are strong and fast enough, they will not be able to defeat us!

Phyllis did not hear the last words, her mind already picturing herself fighting the enemies across the bridge. She had yet to experience real dome warfare, but with her experience from spawn fights she felt confident. Her right hand tightened into a fist as she remembered the cause she was fighting for: This harvest town would be just another in the path towards reunion with her father. With her mind preoccupied she did not hear Verturum say “Any questions?