Ghosts of Ragriz Maltese Spectres

Ghosts of Razgriz Maltese Spectres

The 101st Ghosts of Razgriz began as a science/exploratory squadron some 230 years ago, originally the 101st Spectres, and headed by the legendary Edmundo Razgriz, an astrophysicist notable for his incredible contributions to Singularity Physics and Applied Quantum Engineering. The initial purpose of the squadron was to explore the newly formed jumphole into a system shortly thereafter entitled Omicron-85. The jumphole likely formed as a direct result of the unusual supernova that destroyed the planet later signed Corsica and collapsed into the black hole the restricted military system is famous for.

The Omicron-85 supernova is unusual in that it was an intense, yet very small and exceptional restrained event - hence it shatterred Corsica instead of vaporizing it - and at the same time generated a stable quantum singularity, more commonly termed a black hole. Why it imploded as such is a subject of frequent discussion. Most theories revolve around the concept of a Rogue Singularity (also termed a rogue black hole), in which a black hole moves at incredible speeds outside of a regular orbit around the galactic core and collides with another object. This could have dulled the explosion while stabilizing the position of the singularity and giving it mass enough to remain stable at relatively stationary speeds (relatively to the galactic core). 85's second star has since been rapidly (relative, by which we mean a small decimal point every year) losing mass to the singularity.

Edmundo was a very inquisitive man and, using his military commission, attempted to create a team of scientists and engineers intent on the constructioon of a faster-than-light drive via their extensive knowledge of astrophysics and apllied quantum engineering. Their approach was do directly study the potential of using an artificial quantum singularity to compress and expand spacetime - a literal warp drive. The experiment culminated 180 years ago in a massive array constructed deep within the asteroid cloud that had been the planet Corsica before the unusual supernova. The experiment also was a collossal, though not total, failure - it managed to accelerate a probe, along with a 500-meter-wide coring of the cloud, well beyond lightspeed, and in doing so exploded, blowing a massive void in the Corsica cloud, leaving pockets of shrapnel and a small singularity of unknown nature. Said seems to be some kind of white hole, in that it emits large quantities of radiation across the whole spectrum. For reasons unknown, this radiation does not penetrate past the void.
The original scientific version of the Ghosts of Razgriz was shifted to regular duty shortly after Edmundo died in 640 A.S. His corpse, as per his request, was cast into the black hole off of the newly constructed shipyard, christened Corsica after the former planet. A tradition kept to today. Many of his research projects allowed spatial enhancements in the construction of starship weaponry, shielding and engines, most of which remain unique to the heavier Maltese capital ships, for decades solely manufactured at Corsica. The black hole was named in his honour. Over the next hundred years the 101st saw a series of almost forty commanders, most of them very intelligent, yet very aggressive. They participated in numerous campaigns across Omicron Eta, taking part in several crucial battles to maintain the Maltese line in the system, and at 720 A.S., upon destroying Battleship Namura, were elevated to guard status. In 784 A.S., the 101st, as a direct result of the destruction of three fourth of the 66th Maltese Fleet of which they were part of, were given status of the 101st Maltese Navy, the third of five of the Maltese fleets.

Dis Archives: Record - Bonello, Mia

We pledge our blood to defend the orange grasses of Malta and the air our children breathe. We are the ramparts upon which the hordes will fling themselves and die. We are the shield and the breastplate that protects the true Children of Hispania. We are the sword and the spear upon which our foes, the fallen children of Crete and those who cannot embrace the Orange Light, shall draw their last breaths as they slide through their hearts.

We are born out of the Chasm of the Razgriz-Abyss.
We are the Knights of Malta, the Guardians of Maltese territory.
We are the 'Hundred and First.
-- Bonello, Mia

Dis Archives: Record - Harolds, Meredith

We had been given a gift and can see further into truth than any man. Human beings are infants messing in the loam of an expansive ocean that stretches beyond the horizon.
The Cardamine has let us see.

We operate on a higher order of being. Many wonder why we take life so easily. It is because life is just a dream of what really is. What human beings cherish is an illusion; there is no such thing as death, only change.
-- Harolds, Meredith

Ever since the 101st Ghosts of Razgriz evolved from a military squadron to the administrative body of the Nacion Maltese, as they took over crucial positions wherever the opportunity let them. Drifting apart more and more from what they have been in the beginning, the Ghosts had been Legislative, Judiciary and Executive all in one for almost over 140 years.

Their reign focussing on the wellbeing of the Nacion Maltese, the Ghosts shifted more into the administrative body they never posed nor felt to be since they first jumped past the unknown singularity uncovering the system that is ever since what they would call home. With origins on Malta, and at first solely composed of pilots from there, over the years Ghosts had quite a number of personnel from all over the sector, all with their very own background and introducing the 101st to methods and play they had not been entitled to before. With their horizons ever expanding, and the constant influx of ressources to develop and encourage their ideas of Nacions next evolutionary step towards becoming the most valuable asset mankind has in surviving this new era lying upon them, the Ghosts lost their connection to the basic needs of those people inhabiting Malta, those not serving in the military, those producing the precious pharmaceuticals derivated from Cardamine, to those regular soldiers fighting every day at the frontlines to secure the Nacions' wealth. The gap between the maltese people and the agenda of the Ghosts became an undeniable fact.

As of recently, with the latest swap on the Administrators position, the Razgriz' Ghosts are backing off from their appearance at planet Malta and cover their operations in a shadowly act of secrecy buried deep within their very own part of Maltese space, restricted to just their own personnel. It is rumored they are calling in for all their former, dismissed and outcasted pilots in an act of transition to once more follow the scientific path of exploration and discovery, paired with the assets of military power, economic prosperity and industrial covering that had been built up over the decades of their ruling. They have been seen interacting with k'Hara entities and those aligned with them, as well as with highly specialised groups on their fields of operations, indicating that the Ghosts found back to their desire for expanding known knowledge past the boundaries of imagination and restrictions their environment setted upon them.

Ishmael they call Malta. Empire they call the Nacion Maltese. There is one saying these days, and they repeat it wherever possible...

For power. For Ishmael. For the Ghosts.

Dis Archives: Record - Jameson, Dennis

The governors and senators are not the power on Malta. They value the Outcast way of life, yes... and they understand the need for the greater good, however we are still part-human, and as such avarice can still grip the best of us. They spend their time sending their personal guards out to gather exotic baubles, gather wealth or other objects which they can use to increase their status within the higher classes of Malta. Their power is... not as great as some might think... no.

Know this: The true power of the nation lies with the Maltese navy, and a select few senators, business men and... people such as myself who understands what the nation needs to do in order to survive.
-- Jameson, Dennis

Time took its token as preparations for Echelon were worked, time the 'HundredFirst never had this moment and yet their focus was on spot that one project to build the fundament of what once is to inhabit the Dis and walk into the realms of unknown, close to the void, far from hope but knowing of the undeniable truth that impends upon mankind.
Few years passed since the Ghosts had been seen, rumor spread of their disappearance, word called out their infamous past, last leadership and even those shining individuals in power before downfall and tearing into shadows. Corsica, forgotten by most, despite being literally abandoned by the majority of guards and pilots, still stands as a monument of maltese will to endure the most hostile environments. Ran by a holovirtuality, the massive station that was locked down for what must have been over a year awakens again as previous high-ranked Ghosts set boot on it recently.
What had returned to nothing, arises anew. And from beyond the forbidden depths, upriver the Lethe, halls a legendary echo no Maltese can turn away from. Through the Archway out into the world, their one saying is heard again, and they repeat it wherever possible.