[RP/MM Turn 4: FWL vs Rebels Hex 836 Alphard [COMPLETE]

[chaosxtreme]

Yeah sure..your a SaKhan not a Colonel got it. But you get this Battlemagic force's are primary in this operation so you work for me.


"Attention Alphard control."

"Per the request of the Marian Hegemony Star League representative to stabilize former Spirit Cat Occupied Area's. And per the outcome's of the trial entered into by the Free Worlds League and Spirit Cat's I and my force's are landing to re-establish order. At this time local governance will continue with civillian Free World's oversight until such time as a final dispensation of this world is arranged."


Free Worlds League   BattleMagic (Mercenaries)   BattleMagic Air Support   Aerospace   Transported   Elite   Fanatical   6.25
Free Worlds League   BattleMagic (Mercenaries)   BattleMagic   Mechs, Vehicles, Power Armor   Transported   Elite   Fanatical   7.5
Clan Snord Beta Galaxy   The Rough Riders Keshik   Clan Mechs   Transported   Elite   Fanatical   8.75

[Daemonknight]

Initiative required

SLDF - Nova Cats
[blockquote]Rolled 2d6 : 3, 4, total 7[/blockquote]

Federated Suns
[blockquote]Rolled 2d6 : 4, 3, total 7[/blockquote]

[chaosxtreme]

FWL Init

[blockquote]Rolled 2d6 : 5, 4, total 9[/blockquote]

[Dave Baughman]

(OOC: FWL make their initial move for oppression liberation first. SLDF and FS arrive in operational round 2)

"Invasores, senatus salutare."

"Please relay the Senate's thanks to your paymasters for ending the Spirit Cat invasion; however, order has already been restored on Alphard and there is no need to dispatch any overseers - civilian or otherwise. You are welcome to land to refuel and grant your personnel shore leave, but we cannot authorize the deployment of military equipment at this time and... you should warn your personnel that the moans of the Clan collaborators crucified near the starport may be distressing to them."

[chaosxtreme]

Really? S.A.F.E. paint's a different picture. Lawelessness, settling of old scores, funding for new Piratical Initiatives.

" 'Senator' according to the intelligence I have been shown you serve neither Ceaser nor the Captain-General. I assure you, you will have a chance to state your case. In the Captain-General's Court!"

FWL Force execute's combat drop.

[Dave Baughman]

Alphard Provisional Cohort (1 FP of militia) launches a doomed defense against the invaders...

[blockquote]Rolled 2d6 : 5, 5, total 10[/blockquote]

[Dave Baughman]

Crit check [blockquote]Rolled 2d6 : 3, 2, total 5[/blockquote]

[chaosxtreme]

FWL Force 22.5 FP

Sim Res Roll
[blockquote]Rolled 2d6 : 2, 5, total 7[/blockquote]

[chaosxtreme]

Militia wiped out. Salvage and Cleanup to follow.

"Someone get the indig's to clean up this mess. Colo....I mean SaKhan your people can secure the capital. Me and mine will attend the orbital's and factory complex's."

[Dave Baughman]

Just as 'mopping up' is being completed, a number of new JumpShips arrive in the system.

(OOC: DK, its all yours )

[Daemonknight]

The same flotilla that killed off the Spirit Cat invasion of Pompey now hangs over the capital of the Marian Hegemony. Travelling alongside the Federated Suns' Pompey Lancers is Hadrian McGary, the VP of ATC on Pompey, now assigned to oversee the Marians' reclamation of their capital. It seemed however, that the vultures had landed first. From the grim looks on the faces of the warriors around him, he was not entirely sure this was going to go as smoothly as he had first hoped.

On the bridge of the Star Lord-class in the lead of the armada, Major General Alexi Borodin looked rather non-plussed by the turn of events. The FWL had arrived first, and if they were smart(unlikely at the best of times), they would run back to their Captain-General, tail between their legs. However, knowing the Leauge's propensity for sticking their arrogant noses into just about everything, he ordered full assault drop drill across both his and the SLDF forces, the saKhan of the Nova Cats having agreed that it would be best if this was handled with a bit more subtely than he was able to conjure up.

"Attention FWL forces on Alphard. Congratulations on your glorious victory over this world's defenders! Never in my life have I seen a more masterful campaign conducted with speed, precision and aplomb. However, perhaps next time, you should take your head out of your arse and check the unit badges on what you're shooting at. Those were the planetary milita man! Don't fret though, we've brought the rightful owners of this world back, aswell as a staff to get the administration running again properly. We will be landing at the drop port shortly."

FS and SLDF begin maneuvers to drop to the surface.

[chaosxtreme]

"Greetings. I have not received any request's for movement through a fellow Star League member state's territory."

"That being said we welcome you to Alphard. We we're just convening the provisional government. They will be in session most of the day you are welcome to observe from the peanut gallery."

"I see your Ceaser is not with you. He may thank us latter for our swift actions to remove the Spirit Cat's invasion from his door step at his earliest convenience. Part of being in the Star League you know simply can not stand for another state to be invaded by the Clan's. Send's the wrong message."

[Daemonknight]

The FS and SLDF forces begin their descent to the capital city and then...

[GI Journalist]

*Priority Broadcast, All Channels*

The whine of an ancient emergency tone overpowers all broadcasting  stations. Color bars fill the displays. Then a hooded figure in white appears. The room in which the solitary individual appears is dark except for a single beam of light from above that casts the person's face in shadow.

Sepulchral computer generated tones fill the open frequencies and boom from speakers around the planet.

"ATTENTION, PEOPLE OF ALPHARD."

Then the hood falls away to reveal the smiling face and pointed beard of Precentor Nero Lupin! The light catches a twinkle in his eyes. His devilish grin seems quite out of place on a ComStar official, even one assigned to someplace as remote as Alphard.

"I have always wanted to do that!"

Lupin initially appears to have been addressing somebody off screen. Now he shifts slightly to speak directly to the camera.

"Ahem. The recent attack by Clan Spirit Cat has caused considerable disruption to our communication network. The persecution of innocent ComStar alcolytes at the hands of the Clans is a new and terrible thing. Yet despite the trauma suffered by my personnel, they still managed to restore communication with Lothario.  Or at least they had, until the unexpected aid of the Free World League arrived and the League's technicians insisted on securing my HPG station. As a result, this primitive but effective system was the only way for me to reach you. My apologies."

Yet Precentor Lupin does not look the least bit contrite. If anything his smile is wider than before.

"None the less, the mail will get through! Before the most recent interruption in service, I received a message from Sulla Alastar Logan-O'Reilly, son and heir of the late Caesar Julius O'Reilly. This message is intended for open broadcast to all forces answering the call of the Star League and providing immediate relief. It was feared that Sulla was lost in the defense of his mother's home world, Lothario. We now know that both he and his newly appointed Imperator, Robert Kron, survived."

Lupin beams brightly, knowing this will bring cheers to the lips of the Marian populace. Then a new flatvid message appears, crackles with interference and then reveals a young man with red hair in a Marian MechWarrior uniform.
Sulla O'Reilly appears to have aged noticeably, compared to the flatvids in his folio. Dark circles appear under his eyes.

"Friends, Marians, countrymen, while I mourn the death of my father, I give thanks for the retreat of the Clanners who struck us without cause and without warning. But this victory would not have been possible without our friends in the Star League. Our freedom has been won under their banner, and you should count any soldier who serves under the SLDF flag as not only a friend, but a fellow Marian in spirit. We have a long struggle ahead of us, but with their help, we shall rebuild. We shall not allow bandits to view the Periphery as a target. We shall not allow opportunists to carve their kingdoms from our flesh. With the Star League, we will repulse all invaders and take the battle back to the Clans, where it belongs. I will repay my enemies, but I will not forget my friends."

The vid hisses and the picture implodes to black.

The image of Precentor Nero Lupin reappears. He raises his hands a shrug...or a benediction. His smile is gone, but his blue eyes still twinkle.

"Caesar is dead, long live Caesar."

*End Transmission*

*blip*

The screen crackles back to life. The camera has zoomed in close to Lupin's face. Either he really is enjoying himself or his mask of joviality is perfect.

"Oh, commanders, one more thing. It seems young Sulla intends to return to Alphard to pursue his claim. He might be more likely to view an attack on a militia consisting of Alphard's children and elderly as an unfortunate accident, if the FWL forces immediately placed themselves under Star League Defense Force command.

"Otherwise, by his request, I am required to inform you that the Free World League is in violation of Article III, Sub-Article B of the Star League Charter, which if I remember my Mercenary Review and Bonding Commission lessons correctly, may also be a violation of contract, something the SaKhan may want to consider. If you like, I would be happy to conduct arbitration. I can guarantee you ComStar's complete neutrality, provided the new technicians haven't bungled my HPG systems any worse than the Clans already did."

For the first time, there are more teeth to the smile than friendliness, and then it's gone.

"I'm certain that Caesar's heir will be delighted by your reply."

*blip*

[chaosxtreme]

"We are under the same Star League command that we we're under in the last war with the Clan's sirrah."

"And the one before that. I forgive your misunderstanding of how the JCA and Star Leagued Flagged Member-state force's programme's work."

" After all when has Ceaser's Legion's gone forward to fight against the Clan's? "


G"lad to see the Davies and Nova Cat's. Say what you like about that Lot Davies fought well as anyone at Coventry and while I have no love for the Terrie's they can be counted on to fight."

As for your Ceaser he is more then welcome to take up the matter with Commodore Barent of the Circinian Ranger's...young Sulla would be familiar with him."

" He's the man who the Spirit Cat's left the world while under threat from...you know while your Ceaser was running from the Cat's he's the one who sent the Cat's running."

"As for that 'Militia of young boys and old men' You mean the Spirit Cat's Quisling? We captured his rather elaborate plan's seem's he fancied himself 'Merchant Caste' in the new order of things before it fell apart. Actually set up shop."

"You have about as much authority on this world as I do over First Lord before this world was liberated from the Cat's by my Magic on the behest of the Free Worlds League."

"It is called gratitude."

"In fact I believe the words you are looking for, are 'Thank You' and ' While I know it is not Star League procedure to return worlds. Would you considering it is our former Capital let us have it back.'  Or something to that effect I wager would be a far more successful approach then blatant threats. "

"As for the matter's of contract law I am intimately familiar with Subsection B. Sirrah. It's why your here talking and not shooting. If Sulla want's to negotiate the hand over of Alphard he can speak with the Captain-General or the Speaker of Parliament or with the Ambassador sitting in Conrad Brett-Marik's High Council chair."

"I am sure you know where the door is. After all I am sure you have been to this office many time's before things got hot overhead a few month's back and you ran like a scalded dog."