Escorting Service (Arcan IV: Death Fleet)

[Khendon Sevon]

The placidity of space was broken as shards of cold durasteel and carbon-fibre shattered the star infested wasteland. Craft of all shapes and sizes slipped from the dreamlike world of hyperspace and fell into formations assigned previous to the launch of the fleet. The dark hulls of each craft were accented by bright blue and silver balls of fire located at the rears of each ship, propelling them forth as one might push tin solders towards an imaginary battle. The craft began to slow to flanking speeds as the massive thousands of kilometer flag craft fell into lead position, bristling with so many weapons one might think it a creature of old, lulling in a hidden place, its spines protruding as warning signs of what shall come to any and all species in the end; a bitter fate yet laying tasted not.

Khendon swiveled in his command chair, his resolve set in stone. The entire Coruscant sector fleet had just emerge from hyperspace in New Republic territory, an act of war in most cases, and Khendon would have to prepare for the worst. “Helm, set course for Arcan IV, launch long range reconnaissance patrols, estimate any and all resistance in the area. Weapons’ Officer, warm up the gifts, and prepare to send at a moment’s notice. Shields up. Bring all Super Star Destroyer-class craft to the fore of the formation and have them flanked by half of the Star Destroyer-class ships assigned to our fleet. Have the other remaining Star Destroyers, escorted by all smaller craft, form a protective ring encompassing the main formation. Keep secure channels open to each ship via direct laser broadcast, as to not be intercepted, incase of vital formation changes or ship assignments. Launch a wall of fighters to support all craft.” Several return “Aye, ayes,” and “Yes, Sir’s” were shot towards Khendon’s direction as the well trained, battle hardened men and women of the fleet responded to the direct command of the Vice-Diktat.

What a night this shall be, thought Khendon silently to himself, admiring the artistry of his well trained warriors. Arcan IV was just another dab of paint on the canvas of the Galaxy, but nearby was his target, two Death Fleet task forces, which he would soon be escorting back to home space.

[Marcus Telcontar]

Posted 1-.2.2002, can be found in the Shipyard forums


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I'll need to speak to Scorp first, but the NRSF is likely to get out of fleets. It's the view of some of the members that fleets just plain suck and is not the point of why we are here.

The way I see forward is a fixed set of craft, which are our transport and become literally roleplay props and not used against any group SWForums group. We would become a Sneaky Bastage group, with research and training facilities in ithe Outer Rim, one on Arcan IV and the other on the unnamed planet that was once long ago surrendered to DT. Details on what exactly the NRSF will do are up in the air beings discussed and how we work this, but when you have two main members looking at fleets and questioning why, then the NRSF has to look at it.

Personally, all I want is a few craft as transport and living props, and also to have Arcan IV and the unnamed planet just simply left alone so I can do me onw RP storylines in peace, wihch, considering neither is tactically important or even listed in Star Wars, that would be resonable I would think.

Now the troops, ccovert ops training and ground forces, plus research.... ah now that could be used against valid targets. And I think are a good deal more entertaining. But, that is my personal view only.



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This has since been acted on. If you want to bypass Arcan IV after finding there is no fleet here, No worries, continue on and apologies for the OOC. Anything else will be ignored.

[Telan Desaria]

Having been summoned to command by His Eminence the Diktat, Fleet Admiral Desaria could not shirk such responisbility as to lead his fleet personally. His orders called for him to take a force of two divisions and aid Grand Moff Sevon in the Imperial Crusdae to recapture what was rightfully theirs-the Allied Death Fleet. As Imperial Inetlligence had stated at a briefing the two-point-one meter tall Admiral had been forced to sit through en-route, the Death Fleet was at a place called Arcan IV, a planet he had never heard of. So much the better, he thought.

However, his orders from the mouth of Lord Viscera himself were not to touch the planet. And so it would not be done.

The armada of the XVth Destroyer Corps as the Thyferran-crewed formation had been dubbed dropped out of hyperspace somewhat behind the Coruscant Sector Fleet, giving them a berth of operations wide enough to pull off any sudden maneuvers. The Admiral had deployed his two divisions in what he anticipated would be a bloodless camapign, as he doubted the New Republic would offer any resistance to the mighty Empire's claim to materiale. As it stood, the Second Division was array with its ten SD Groups abreast, with the Reserve Group following behind, in the middle sitting the Super III-class Star Destroyer Invincible II, which was now Desaria's flagship. Following closely aft of Division two was Division three, likewise deployed.

All ships were fully armed and ready for battle, all crews within seconds of their fighters, which were themselves fueled and armed. Desaria, whatever his thoughts and pro-Imperial arrogances, would not be stupid-or lax.

On the bridge of the Invincible, Desaria sat in his chair of command, his face expressionless as he looked into the exhast nacelles of so many warships ahead. " Baron-Admiral, we have dropped out of lightspeed and are at the pre-aranged course allignment."

Desaria was intrigued. Some one who knew of his Centaurian aristocratic lineage. The Admiral turned, and was not surpised when he saw his exectuive officer, Lieutenant Commander Matthis Warrin, to be a black-uniformed COMPNOR officer. Few we officers of that school found in command-but it did happen.

" Continue on, as per Vice-Diktat Sevon's instructions. " And the wasps converged upon their prey...

The List of XVth Destroyer Corps Ships

Destroyer Division 2
*Command Group
SSD3 Invincible II-Flagship
FCLF Fire
LF Porcupine

Heavy SD Group One:
ISD2 Implacable
-ISD3 Hastings
VSD3 Wor Tandell
IP I-110
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire

Heavy SD Group Two:
ISD2 Northumberland
-ISD3 Remagen
VSD3 Quintooine
IP I-111
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire

SD Group Three:
ISD2 Westminster
VSD3 Thyferra
IP I-112
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire

SD Group Four:
ISD2 Monmouth
VSD3 Tierfon
IP I-113
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire

SD Group Five:
ISD2 Grafton
VSD3 Taliman
IP I-114
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire

SD Group Six:
ISD2 Iron Duke
CRC Seek to Manifest
HCLC Hammer XXXVII
IP I-115
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire

SD Group Seven:
ISD2 Marlborough
DRD War Cry
HCLC Hammer XXXVIII
IP I-116
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire

SD Group Eight:
ISD2 Sutherland
-ArSD1 Avidity
IP I-117
HCLC Hammer XXXIX
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire

Heavy SD Group Nine:
ISD2 Montrose
-ArSD1 Termagant
-VSD3 Obediant
IP I-118
HCLC Hammer XXXX
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire

SD Group Ten:
ISD2 Somerset
-VSD3 Recalcitrant
IP I-119
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
YT-5700 57-122
YT-5700 57-133
YT-5700 57-144

Reserve Deployment Group:
ISD2 Newcastle
VSD3 Kade
VSD3 Trioculous
AC Abolisher-2
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
HS-012
GMT Beast VII
YT-2400 Wheelbarrow IV
YT-5700 57-88
YT-5700 57-99
YT-5700 57-100
YT-5700 57-111
IP I-053


Destroyer Division 3
*Command Group
SSD3 Death's Hand-Flagship
YT-2400 Wheelbarrow V
YT-5700 57-155
FCLF Fire

SD Group One:
ISD2 Edinburgh
-VSD3 War Monger
IP I-120
CRC Abrupt Loss
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire

SD Group Two:
ISD2 Gloucester
VSD3 Ruuria
IP I-121
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire

SD Group Three:
ISD2 Cardiff
ArSD1 Vehemance
IP I-122
ISC2 Strike-5
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire

SD Group Four:
ISD2 Conqueror
VSD3 Yngar
IP I-123
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire

SD Group Five:
ISD2 Conquest
VSD3 Wayland
IP I-124
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire
FCLF Fire

SD Group Six:
ISD2 Hero
ArSD1 Dominator III
IP I-125
AC Abolisher-3
HCLC Hammer XXXXII
FCLF Fire (UC)
FCLF Fire (UC)
FCLF Fire (UC)
FCLF Fire (UC)

SD Group Seven:
ISD2 Emanator
VSD3 Raithal
IP I-126
FCLF Fire (UC)
FCLF Fire (UC)
FCLF Fire (UC)
FCLF Fire (UC)

SD Group Eight:
ISD2 Vengeance
VSD3 Lorah'l
IP I-127
FCLF Fire (UC)
FCLF Fire (UC)
FCLF Fire (UC)
FCLF Fire (UC)

SD Group Nine:
ISD2 Paraplegiater
-VSD3 Hornet's Nest
IP I-128
HCLC Hammer XXXXIV
FCLF Fire (UC)
FCLF Fire (UC)
FCLF Fire (UC)
FCLF Fire (UC)
FCLF Fire (UC)

SD Group Ten:
ISD2 Obtruder
IP I-129
DRD Lionfast
HCLC Hammer XXXXI
FCLF Fire (UC)
FCLF Fire (UC)
FCLF Fire (UC)
FCLF Fire (UC)

Reserve Deployment Group:
ISD2 Intractable
VSD3 Agamar
VSD3 Elom
HCLC Hammer XXXXIII
FCLF Fire (UC)
FCLF Fire (UC)
FCLF Fire (UC)
FCLF Fire (UC)
FCLF Fire (UC)
CRC Abrupt Loss
CBT Hulk II
HS-013
GMT Beast VI
YT-5700 57-166
YT-5700 57-177
YT-5700 57-188
YT-5700 57-199
YT-5700 57-200
YT-5700 57-211
IP I-052

[Darth Viscera]

OOC: Roster of TGE ships involved for this thread (http://pub24.ezboard.com/fgalacticmilitaryalliancefrm44.showMessage?topicID =68.topic)

IC:
<center>***Command ship Impervious***</center>

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Imperial Diktat Darth Viscera observed his tactical viewer as the last groups emerged from hyperspace. In total, nine star destroyer divisions had been amassed, nearly half the Imperial Starfleet. Thankfully, the New Republic have given him good reason to punish them. They had acted with hostility at every moment. He would return the Death Fleet armada to Dayark, surely enough, but not before leaving a punitive swath of destruction a sector wide throughout the Republic.

"Bridge," he spoke into the intercom built into his command chair.

"Bridge, Ensign Daron here, my lord," came the quick reply.

"Our presence here is counterproductive. What is the nearest population center?"

There was a pause on the other end, before Ensign Daron returned to the line.

"Oseon, my lord. In the Lave sector."

"Very well," he replied. "Send an encypted tranmission to the Odysseus that they are to rendevous with us there at once. Signal the fleet to go to red alert, and begin the arming sequence on the dioxycin devices. Engage hyperdrive when all ships report ready." he closed the channel.

Several minutes later, he was greeted with the sight of several hundred ships jumping to hyperspace. The sight was torn away when the Impervious itself entered hyperspace.

[Telan Desaria]

The Invincible II and its accompanying ships closed with Arcan IV with a slowness that made the nerves of the perfectly trained Imperial crewmen tense to the point of breaking. Fleet Admiral Desaria, on the bridge of the mighty Destroyer, sought action. He was finally in the heart of what had been offically dubbed by the Propaganda Ministry as the Mongrel Republic, and he was itching to combat something. His men, though gathering intelligence reports, sedning out probedroids, and flinging the capacity of their scanners to their maximum limits, were all waiting, waiting for that moment when a Mom Calamari Cruiser of poor- Captured Star Destroyer would come into range so the guns of the Empire could seek their vengeance and exact their due reward for diligence. Peace had been hell enough.

" Send a request to Vice-Diktat Sevon-Priority Level Urgent. 'From Fleet Admiral Desaria, Command Officer, XVth Destoryer Corps. Request immediate deployment and engagement orders. Acceptable substitution: Freedom of action within Mission aparmeters to seek and engage all acceptable targets of military opportunity.' Send that at once." Desaria nodded to the communications officer and turned his command chair fore, where he feasted his eyes on the formation of the Coruscant attack fleet.

" Admiral! We have a formation of ships dropping out of hyperspace to our aft. Coordinates and trajectory identifies it as the Reserve Armada's II Division."

" A transmission for you sir,, holovid."

Desaria again nodded, and one of the triangular bowpanes was replaced with the bust of Rear Admiral Revallan, commander of the 2nd Division. " Fleet Admiral Desaria, we have had a change of orders. High Command has attached us to the XVth Destroyer Corps and placed us under your command. This comes from the Diktat himself."

The Admiral smiled. " well, it is good to see you again. I am transmitting formation deployment orders. Desaria out."

The 2nd Division was arranged so that the First through third squadrons were in a triangular formation on the port, with the fourth through sixth on the starboard flank, separated by the Reserev Deployment Group and the awesome bueaty of the SSD Barad-ur.

Another thorn in the Rebellion's side...

OOC-RA II Div.

Destroyer Division Two:
Flagship-SSD3 Bara-dur
CMS White Downs

SD Group One:
ISD2 Trother
MC-90 Secret Fire
FCLF-FFCGX
FCLF-FFCGX
FCLF-FFCGX
FCLF-FFCGX
IP I-044

SD Group Two:
ISD2 Tyrant
MC-90 Shadow Host
FCLF-FFCGX
FCLF-FFCGX
FCLF-FFCGX
FCLF-FFCGX

SD Group Three:
MC-80 Ancalagon the Black
VSD3 Anduin
FCLF-FFCGX
FCLF-FFCGX
FCLF-FFCGX
FCLF-FFCGX

SD Group Four:
MC-80 Balrog
FCLF-FFCGX
FCLF-FFCGX
FCLF-FFCGX
FCLF-FFCGX
CRC Minas Morgul

SD Group Five:
MC-80 Barrow-wights
VSD3 Amon Din
FCLF-FFCGX
FCLF-FFCGX
FCLF-FFCGX
FCLF-FFCGX
CMS Underharrow
IP I-033

SD Group Six:
MC-80 Nazgul
VSD3 Crack of Doom
FCLF-FFCGX
FCLF-FFCGX
FCLF-FFCGX
FCLF-FFCGX
CMS Valinor

Reserve Deployment Group:
MC-80 Smaug
VSD3 Aiglos
DRD II Vice
FCLF Galland V
FCLF Galland VI
FCLF Galland VII
FCLF Galland VIII
CRC Minas Tirith
CMS Sammath Naur
CMS Zirak
IP I-032

[Telan Desaria]

" Scanners are positive, Admiral. Death Fleet is not anywhere in the region," reported Lieutenant Exceron, the CommScann chief.

" All right. We've done all we can here. Rear Admirals Xan and Torva are to report to me office immediately," Desaria ordered, summoning his other two division commanders to his flagship. He turned and stood, striding down the catwalk and into the aft control corridor. Then, into his office. Well, his now...

***

Admiral Desaria sat behind a cresent-shaped, metallic desk, reading over a list of all ships, commanders, and crews that composed the XVth Destroyer Corps. A chime sounded, and two elder Admiral entered.

" You wished to see us, sir?" asked Rear Admiral Xan, commnader, RA Division II.

" Yes, please, sit down." Desaria stood as the others sat, and wasted no time, as he knew he had none to waste. He activated a holographic map of Arcan IV and its meighboring systems.Dark blue formations signified the Imperial Armada.

" The Fleet has turned and is moving out of system. My orders are divergent, but co-inisde with the Diktat's for destruction of the enemy. The Reserve Armada Division will turn immediately for Polonia, a small colonized worldnearb, just outside the Arcan system. The Third Thyferan division will go further-much further into NR space and asault a wayward planet called Chandrila. It will be a hit-and-fade mission using a large number of ships, similar to Thrawn the Elder's battle at Bilbringi. After engaged and you feel you've sown enough devastation, return to the staging area. I will take the Second Division here-" Desaria pointed to a small, obscure planet without a name, that was believed to hide a Rebel ship production yard. " With this, thus securing the flanks of the main assault, we will draw the Rebels out into open battle-or they will perish..."

" Can we have written orders, sir?" asked Torva.

" Of course. Now, we attack!!!"

The Commanders returned to their ships, the formations broke ranks, and in three days, their hyperspace journeys would be complete and battle would begin...or a siege!

Fleet Admiral Telan Desaria

[Telan Desaria]

With Admiral Desaria called away to deal with the situation at Bespin, Admiral Vaalt was in overaal command. No resistance had ben offered so far. Then everything in the delicate Imperial house of sbaac cards came crumbling to the ground.

Vaalt received a communique from Desaria reporting that he was to be executed by The Diktat, Lord Darth Viscera. Vaalt could not beileve it. He wouldn't beileve it. There was only one thing to do. Take his men to Bespin to help and protect the Admiral. make a bastion out of Bespin and wait for the attack that he knew would come.

Vaalt moved out of his small quarters and took the ten minute journey to the bridge. There, in uniform, he made a speech to his Thyferrans. " Crewman of the Thyferra-Our Commander is in need of us. Fleet Admiral Desaria is, despite his loyalty to the Empire, to be executed by the Empire we all love and serve and would give our lives for. Now we must decide-what do we owe more to? An Empire, or a man that has tried to instil the traits of valor and honor into us. " Victory can only be assured througha great leader, and we have that in Desaria"

Frell, I'm laying it on thick, I hope they take it, He thought

" Thyferrans, are you with me?"

A Cheer erupted on the bridge, and was sure it went throghout the fleet. Without turning off the comm, he ordered the fleet's detachments to redezvous and make best speed for Bespin. The RA commander tried to persude him to reconsider and remember his oath, but they would have none of it. A new life awaited them.

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On the way, Vaalt executed the seond set of his orders, to execute any disloyal officers still on board. The COMPNOR troopers and INTEl or ISB members. With great reluctance, he did. It took svereal hours, but they did it.

***

A Day later, they arrived in Bespin, to the cheers of Their Thyferran brothers, and Admiral Desaria...

[Darth Viscera]

OOC: I ask that a moderator temporarily close this thread until a judgement can be made on the legality of this action.