A meeting that never happened - Printable Version

A ship is floating apparently void of life in the remote outskirts of the Palau Ice Cloud, considering the dangerous nature of the system, this should not be a sight thats too unusual, if two thing werent so remarkable about it.

The first thing is obvious as Rheinland vessels, especially Battleships, are usually not a common sight, this far away from home. The second aspect is directly related to the ship. Its hull markings identify it as the Battleship Schiller, considered to be destroyed within the Nomad War in the Tau region, which recently has become a subject of rumors within the so called Nomad Worlds.

Upon closer inspection one could see that the ship indeed shows traces of heavy damage, however it also appears as if it has been subject to extensive repair activities and that organic tissue, apparently Nomad in nature, has grown in places, where things could not be fixed otherwise. The hybrid nature of the ship becomes more apparent, when visiting the bridge, where most of the technical devices have been connected utilizing Nomad tissue, allowing the ship to be flown by a relatively small crew.

The commander of the vessel is Paul Richter a relatively unremarkable man formerly being a Feldwebel of the Rheinwehr, a person with a face that would go unnoticed in every small crowd and that most people couldnt exactly recall even a few minutes after just having met him. There have been no traces of him, after he dissapeared, supposedly KiA in 819 AS and yet, it appears that he is the leading figure behind an organization, that is spreading terror and bloodshed all over Sirius.

Without a word the commander gives the order to send out a message with coordinates and dates to a person, some might even go as far as calling him an ally, well known to the organization, commonly referred to as das Wilde.

With the coordinates being sent, a heavily modified Sabre fighter approaches Palau Cloud. Upon coming closer to destination and waypoint that was set, one couldn't see anything more than a purple fog around him.

However, with reaching point exactly where waypoint was set, with periodical lighting that would occur, in front a capital vessel could be sighted for a second or two, as a shadow. One would think it was an illusion, as the place was known for increased Nomad activity and energetic anomalies.

However, it was Nomak and the capital vessel in front of him was not an illusion but rather, a place of meeting. It was Rheinland battleship, calm and dormant. One would think it was stranded there for years. With moving closer to it slowly, he would exactly see all those battle marks and small portions of silicate-like material emerging from the cracks.

"Understood, proceeding to dock." Nomak responded, as he turned off the autopilot and navigated his ship to the opening doors of the docking bay. Inside, everything seemed regular, as he would find himself in ordinary Rheinland Battleship. Only a few of its crew could be seen there, doing their regular work of maintaining the vessel. None of them paid attention to the Sabre that was entering like it was a regular sight.

Nomak landed his fighter and got out from it as Paul Richter was approaching. He began walking towards him while expanding his hand to him. As they shook hands, Nomak said: "At last, we meet my friend."