Gjorhaan Posted February 27, 2005 Report Share Posted February 27, 2005 I, Gjor'haan, called as a disciple of Gjo'jaol, Darkness of Darkness, and Shor'ha, his servant; to The Collectors , to those that have been sanctified in Darkness, disciples by calling, with all who in every place call upon Gjo'jaol for strength, present the following account of ceremony: We gather here to honor our fallen and give praise to Grand Admiral Prester Hahn for his devotion and service to Gjo'jaol. We have survived a fearsome assault with a heavy price. Before I describe events, I refer our faithful to the following passage of our faith: Then Maraj the Devourer stood at the borderlands of the people of Shor'ja and incited Kloja, leader, to count his followers. “Go, number our followers, from Baruk to Chadwik, so that I may know how many to conscript.” Every head was counted and this number was but a tenth of Maraj's forces. Kloja bowed to the cauldron, "Gjo'jaol, we are heavily outnumbered. We count our faithful. Our failure to spread your divine word to the masses is reflected in our minority. Free our bonds eternal and cast our every soul into the cauldron, tainted by our sins!" The followers came to the cauldron, one by one, prepared for final attonement. It was the Gjor'haan child who interrupted the ceremony and stood upon the alter, blind, arms raised and told his vision: "A time will come beyond this day where our faith is tested once again. A behemoth in the sky with a heavy shield! I have seen this: our numbers are few but our resolve is unfaltering. We will find victory in every desperate hour. This hour is the first of these. Gjo'jaol's plan for us is not complete. " The followers were inspired by the blind child-prophet and turned back the armies of Maraj the Devourer with resounding victory. In celebration, the child Gjo'jaol was lifted up before his people and it was first said: "Here is a small child who has more faith in his smallest finger than all of us combined!"" --- GH:KX 12, First Devotion The Collectors have sent sorrow upon us of late, many of our own people sacrificed to the Cauldron. In fact, I see now that Maraj the Devourer had returned, in the form of that behemoth I prophesized long ago. I present the following report from our senior field servant. All be praised to Gjo'jaol: ===================================================== OOC: A GM report. Very nicely written, Pete. After causing havoc elsewhere in the system, several mighty Collectors warships swing into orbit over Chadwik 10, disgorged nearly ten thousand small craft and engaged the Fury of Gjor'haan homeworld defenses in what turned out to be a clash of titanic forces. Very heavily screened and backed up by a million-ton Base Station, one Star Cruiser, a Battle Cruiser and a bevy of Assault Corvettes and other support ships, the Fury defenses were nothing to laugh at. They boasted several thousand Strike Fighters of their own and were commanded by the venerable Grand Admiral Prestor Hahn, an experienced leader and veteran of countless skirmishes over his long and storied career. Bombardment Drones and Strike Fighters slipped from their launch racks and swarmed in a cascade of flickering lights. A lone Insight class Surface Outpost pounded away with its 10cm Autocannons while Gjor'haan Frigates and Corvettes stung at the hated enemy ships. The smaller Fury vessels tried desperately to close with the enemy cruisers and use their Light Plasma Hellbores and Gauss Guns to effect, but they were hounded by countless Collectors fighters. There were only three attacking ships in all, but they were awesome in their own right. A single Nut Husker class Star Cruiser and a two million ton Squirrel Nest Attack Carrier flanked the magnificent Gilded Cage, fully 7.5 million tons and bristling with Light Shaker Beams and Light Sonic Disruptors. Heavily armored and boasting ten thousand Mk III Force Shields, the Gilded Cage had already created panic among the Fury populace. It was considered an invulnerable juggernaut of death, an awe-inspiring engine of destruction. And it was pounding away at the Gjor'haan ships, swatting them into oblivion with unstoppable firepower. Grand Admiral Prestor observed in horror as the dreaded Gilded Cage swung about and unloaded everything it had into his beloved Shorja Volley class Battle Cruiser, a ship he had once commanded. The hapless vessel jerked once and then was torn apart into countless flinders of space debris by the mighty Cage's Shaker Beams. Nothing could withstand that beating except for his Shield of Gjojaol II Base Station, and even the Shield was not invincible, though it did pack 500,000 tons of Cordellium Composite armor plating. The enemy carrier died early, followed by the Nut Husker, but there was precious little point defense in the Fury fleet--the Collectors fighters kept coming, gathering about the Gilded Cage like a swarm of locusts. It was a slugfest, a maelstorm of dead and dying ships, all focused on the destruction of the lone Collectors ship. Assault Corvettes, Frigates, even a late arriving three hundred thousand ton Fury transport - all were fed to the great furnace as the Cage swept its Shaker Beams about in a fan of obliteration. The Gjor'haan attacks took their toll, though, and finally their surviving ships began calling out successful strikes against the hulking Cage. Sensing an opening, the Star Cruiser Shorja Battery, miraculously untouched throughout the engagement, moved in to point blank range and unloaded everything it had in a full broadside. Heavy Missiles, torpedoes, lasers and plasma hellbores slammed into the Gilded Cage and finished her with a blinding flash of raw power. Collectors fighters were forced to ditch following the engagement, a victory for the defenders--but at what price? ===================================================== I cannot imagine what this looked like for those of you on the ground. The Guilded Cage was a worthy adversary. It slaughtered many of our pilots this day, most notably our Shorja Volley Battle Cruiser and surface outpost. 1800 Strike fighters. 120 bombardment drones. Heroes were made of each pilot of the 140 plus corvettes lost absorbing the devastation from the Guilded Cage. Our victory is evidence that the divine intervention of Gjo'jaol has manfested himself through the skills of our devout Grand Admiral Prestor Hahn. I honor him with the Sheath of Vaua, most revered artifact of our warrior lineage. To those who call themselves The Collectors, we pray for your dead this day. There is great loss for both sides. We extend you a well-deserved second offering to accept Gjo'jaol as your protector. Can Gjo'jaol's supremacy be denied in this hour? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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