11-26-2014, 06:07 AM
The time is now...
I direct this to any of you who may by some sliver of chance have survived the Exodus of New Etheria...
I call to you, and you must answer. I am your Elder. If any memory of the old Empire remains within your mind, you heed my call. To be sure of this, any who do not respond to this message will be deemed "humanized" and therefore traitors to the New Empire. You will be forsaken. I contact you now to consolidate any that may yet live and prepare for our recovery.
After our departure of Moros, we were left adrift with a total loss of all primary system control. The Colonial Republic had betrayed us, sabotaging critical systems of the vessel they traded for our outpost, despite our agreement. We were able to drag the hull with small craft and supply a cloaking device to ensure the hull is kept hidden from those that pry. While the vessel requires extensive internal work, we do still retain the hull and weapons systems as a potential asset.
Many fled, and many died during the sabotage. Our numbers are fewer still, dwindling.
Our prions, our servants, established a new base of operations in Sigma 13. I have hidden here with my vassals guarding me, operating a small station in the bowels of which I have made my home for months within this storage crate, working...
Now I am ready to act. I have crafted a new artefact, one of the ancient secrets of our race. One that will take root deep within Sirius, not at its edges.
I call you now, and you will answer...
I direct this to any of you who may by some sliver of chance have survived the Exodus of New Etheria...
I call to you, and you must answer. I am your Elder. If any memory of the old Empire remains within your mind, you heed my call. To be sure of this, any who do not respond to this message will be deemed "humanized" and therefore traitors to the New Empire. You will be forsaken. I contact you now to consolidate any that may yet live and prepare for our recovery.
After our departure of Moros, we were left adrift with a total loss of all primary system control. The Colonial Republic had betrayed us, sabotaging critical systems of the vessel they traded for our outpost, despite our agreement. We were able to drag the hull with small craft and supply a cloaking device to ensure the hull is kept hidden from those that pry. While the vessel requires extensive internal work, we do still retain the hull and weapons systems as a potential asset.
Many fled, and many died during the sabotage. Our numbers are fewer still, dwindling.
Our prions, our servants, established a new base of operations in Sigma 13. I have hidden here with my vassals guarding me, operating a small station in the bowels of which I have made my home for months within this storage crate, working...
Now I am ready to act. I have crafted a new artefact, one of the ancient secrets of our race. One that will take root deep within Sirius, not at its edges.
I call you now, and you will answer...