Mass Effect Factions 4.0|IC

by **Dixmix** » Mon Jul 13, 2015 4:40 am

The March of Joab

The Vorcha have been looking to expand their power for some time in the Terminus and Marwl had been looking to try and find new ways to rise their power and unite the Clans together. The Clan looked inside their own northern half of the galaxy that they may do what Vorcha do best, violence. The Terminus Systems were always known as the lawless part of the galaxy and the Council was becoming more aggressive and this has become a mad galaxy all together. The Vassal Clans under Marwl were looking at the Council and have shown good, but small progress for the Vorcha in the galaxy as a whole and they were being able to get technology to massively boost their military and economic power.

However, Marwl sought to make the next step forward in the galaxy, and that was warfare. He tried to do so in Omega but sought massive challenges to such things. However, he saw that other things were more profitable in the makings of war and independent governments were good for it. One such was the Joab Coalition. The Coalition looked like a good target to try and conquer despite being controlled by Humans the planet was the first garden world that the United Vorcha can prey upon and raise their economy in both domestic and military affairs. The Vorcha craved violence and war, but to focus that to the greed of economy and planets in their section of the galaxy would make them march against anyone and everyone if only to be off their leashes and for them to take more planets to full their need of expansion, war, and unity.

by **Archangelskl Oblast** » Mon Jul 13, 2015 5:59 am

WIP.
This a place holder so you can post.

(3) Human Systems Alliance - Brotherhood Steel the 2nd - Removed.

(6) Asari Republics - Elysian Kentarchy - The republics have had good luck, all protests have halted and production is back up by 20%. -10% on build times.

(10) Turian Hierarchy - Archangelskl Oblast - The Elkoss Combine corporation and its subsidiaries, such as First Irune Investment Trusts and Fishdog Food Factory have made a donation to the turian hierarchy consisting of 1 fully accommodated fleet carrier! +1 Carrier (Full)

(10) Salarian Union - Celivaia - A popular new movie directed by a salarian, written by an Elcor with an all Volus cast has hit Box offices today and has been dubbed "The most moving war film since the turian film, The Admiral" A influx of new recruits of young men have arrived at your training bases. +2 Infantry Divisions +2 Marine Divisions +2 Fighter wing +1 Interceptor wing

(6) Batarian Hegemony - Argentumurbem - All is quiet on the home front. The Slaves are still in control of most of the territory as last month but have largely given up offensive this month. Allowing for Soldiers to get much needed rest and for production to continue as normal for 1 more month.

(3) Krogan (Urdnot Clan) - The Krogan - Factory Reactor meltdown. Your main nuclear reactor has given out. All production is haunted. Workers and soldiers in the factory's and in the surrounding areas have died from the flames, either trying to fight fires, or get away. If it wasn't the flames it was the toxic fumes that are now circling your atmosphere killing off some of the already scarce Varron. -1 Infantry Divisions -4 Militia Divisions

(7) Cerberus - The NAR - Inactive

(8) Quarian Flotilla - Vicavian Empire - Batarian pirates defeated. Save a destroyer at the cost 9 credits or gain 20 by scraping it.

(10) Volus Protectorate - Volus Protectorate - Inactive

(7) Elcor Courts - Pac Kindom - The Elkos Combine have donated a hansom sum of mech units to your world for assistance in security. (And a tax reduction on their part.) +7 Mech Divisions (Loki)

(8) Geth - The corporate states of Astavar - The Geth have developed a advanced virus screening tech as a result of last months disaster. Electronic Warfare Capabilities on 10 ground units of your choice. BTW Curse of Artificial Intelligence: So long as the the Heretic Geth exist, every 2 months all Geth Factions lose a single unit of the lowest available infantry class to the Heretic forces. - 2 Infantry Division (For month 2 and 4.)

(10) Vorcha - Dixmix - A Huge Pirate Band visited your world to sell weapons. Needless to say they are not living anymore. +5 Flamethrowers upgrade +1 Close Combat Specialization +2 Light Transport with Enhanced GARDIAN systems

(6) Joab Coalition - Dansha - WIP

(4) The New Soviet Republics - Versail - Anti-Marxist Groups attack a supply depot, lose 2 Loki Mech Battalions and a fuel depot.

(9) The Pantheon Protocol - Dernland - Members of N7 have defected and joined up with the Protocol, bringing along stolen Alliance resources. Gain 5 Spec Ops Groups with Stealth Training and High Quality Armaments, 1 Elite Specialist with Stealth Training, electronic warfare capabilities, and combat biotics, 1 Bulk Transport, and a light cruiser with Stealth systems and Enhanced Sensors.

(7) Clan Krerdok - Kinistian - Your clan has received a particularly fertile female in a recent engagement with another Clan. Receive 3 Infantry Divisions and 30 Credits due to other Clans paying to lay with her.

(3) Colony of Eden Valley - Yonwood - Violence has broken out in a remote settlement in Eden Valley leaving 80 Asari and 73 Elcor dead as well as at least a 100 wounded, tensions have reached a new level. Lose 255 Credits for the cleanup, the burying of the dead, and the treatment of the wounded.

(3) Galactic United Free Territory - Greater Istanistan - The Asari Republics, at the suggestion of Matriarchs Aethyta, Seri, and several other prominent Matriarchs declare an embargo of anything going to and from GUFT. Lose: WIP

(8) Tergatus Tactical Support Unit - The Volus - Elite soldiers from Blue Suns have left and have joined up taking along some of their equipment. Receive 2 Light Transports, 3 Infantry Divisions, and a Gunship Wing.

by **Archangelskl Oblast** » Mon Jul 13, 2015 6:00 am

The numbers were good for alot of people this month.. I need new dice..

by **Pac Kindom** » Mon Jul 13, 2015 10:30 am

The Elcor Courts - Dekunna Orbit

Ambassador Calyn sat next to his pilot as they entered Orbit, they both gasped as they approached the newly created shipyards and two new super ships built

Archangelskl Oblast wrote:Palaven, High-Com

Several office workers milled about as the secretary of Palaven High command Began to review some of the primarchs orders while he was away on the citadel. The most pressing seemed to be the Elcor. It seems the primarch had an offer for them that he hopped they would not refuse. The secretary typed away with eagerness in order to get this business over with and on to the next as quick as possible.

To: Elcor Courts
From: Palaven High Command
Subject: Protectorate Offer by the Turian Hierarchy
Encryption key: 22TT41B

Hello, this is a message hereby requesting the elcor courts enter negotiations in becoming a protectorate of the Turian Hierarchy. We have many defense benefits and will offer all available resources in any thing that we deem to be mutually beneficial. All we ask is that your people consider this offer as you will be among the safest in the galaxy at the expense of negotiable terms and conditions. Please get back to Palaven High Command at your earliest convince.

-High-Com, Primarch Victus
(Signed by secretary.)

The Elcor Courts - Dekunna

High Elder Bython sat in his meeting room talking about Turian offer to the other Elders and one speaks "Is this genuine offer or is it just a front to take control of us". "We must find out more more, but i will not let us become vassals to any one" said bython

quote]To: Palaven High Command
From: Elcor Courts
Subject: Protectorate Offer by the Turian Hierarchy
Encryption key: 22TT41B

Hello, this is a message hereby requesting that you speak plainly, what do you want from the elcor courts. You offer to make us one of safest in the galaxy. Please get back to us soon.

-High Elder Bython
(Signed by secretary.)
[/quote]

by **Elysian Kentarchy** » Mon Jul 13, 2015 4:38 pm

Matriarch Seri leans back in her desk. "Ah things have been so quiet lately. The press hasn't been attacking me too much and the people have stopped protesting for now thus increasing the money we have at our disposal, the annexations also went well." She sighs. "Though now to today's work from which I will be ripped into again." She smiles slightly. "If there is one thing the Asari rarely object to it is the expansion of our space, hell even the colonists on Zesmeni petitioned to join the Republics, granted the world was already a world that serviced the Asari Military so really all that happened was that it was made official." She chuckles. "The businesses on Illium are protesting the 'expansion into unknown territory' Ha." She pours herself a drink. "They shut up pretty quickly when I pointed out the presence of the Eclipse Mercenaries there for the past 70 years and how I implied I would be launching an investigation into how they got past Helyme's quarantine. Illium has long been an insult to the Asari by avoiding the law of the Council, by ignoring the mandates of the Asari Republics." She takes out a pistol and points it at the target, even with alcohol in her her aim is still good and she hits it dead on. "And that's where the Batarians are right. At least they are willing to admit slaves are slaves instead of dressing it up in flowery language." She smiles at the latest poll that shows that if it was in the name of expanding Council Law most would be in favor of continued expansion into the Terminus. "Maybe I'll annex Illium next." She chuckles a bit. "For now though it is best to mostly just digest what we have and focus on infrastructure this month."

Cyone

Code: Select all: 1 Research Center -10 (400) 2 Battlegroup Carriars (Remaining Months: 2) (90) 2 Battlecruisers (Remaining Months: 4) (120) 1 Heavy Cruiser (Remaining Months: 3)

Lusia

Code: Select all: 3 Urban Centers +270 (315)

Thessia

Code: Select all: 2 YMIR Mech Divisions (Remaining Months: 1) (50) 2 Armored Divisions (Remaining Months: 2) (40) 1 Bulk Transport (Remaining Months: 2) (50)

Sanves

Code: Select all: 3 Urban Centers +270 (315)

Piares

Code: Select all: 1 Urban Area +90 (105) 1 Fuel Depot +5 (15) 1 Spaceport (84)

Nical

Code: Select all: 3 Urban Centers +270 (315)

Helyme

Code: Select all: 2 Fuel Depots +10 (30)

Remaining Credits: 1

by **Celivaia** » Mon Jul 13, 2015 8:15 pm

Office of the Dalatrass,
Sur'Kesh

The Dalatrass had just finished a call with the Salarian Councillor, and leaned back in her chair to take it all in. "The Krogans will not like us one bit.. At least we're in orbit, and they aren't.. Alright.." The Dalatrass pushes an intercom button. "Get me High Commander Gubame." "Yes, Dalatrass." the secretary replies

20 minutes later, Commander Gubame walks in

"Yes, Dalatrass?" questioned High Commander Gubame.
"I just received a call from our Councillor. The Council, in light of recent Krogan shipyard construction, has decided to allocate additional fleets, flotillas, and troops to Tuchanka's orbit, in order to ensure that they don't violate the current... state of affairs. Get in touch with the commander in charge of the fleet overseeing Tuchanka, and have him contact the Urdnot, and apprise them of the situation." stated Dalatrass Relbana.
"... Yes Dalatrass." stated Gubame, hesitantly.

After the High Commander got in touch with the fleet, the fleet commander raised the Urdnot through the standard channel.

"Urdnot Dak'ir, this is Fleet Commander Arallah, above Tuchanka. In a recent Council session, they have decided to increase the amount of fleets, and the number of vessels therein, in response to your construction of a shipyard. No further action will be taken, this is just to ensure that the treaty is maintained. The Council is... interested, in what will come in the future."

After the message was sent, the Salarian Economic Minister's appointment with the Dalatrass came due.

"Dalatrass, I have an interesting plan I believe we should pursue. If we massively expand our spaceport here, and construct one on Jaeto, we believe we'll be able to more than double our economy, and if we then turn around all these new profits into a massive expansion project in Aeoghr, then our economy will be one of the best in the galaxy, especially, ESPECIALLY, if we further add orbital facilities to expand our economy in both Pranas, and Oronil (system with Jaeto, Mannovai, and Aeoghr. I made the name up, the three planets are never really mentioned beyond the fact that they're Salarian worlds at the heart of the Union.)

"I must say, Minister, I find this very intriguing. Ver--"

"Oh, also Dalatrass! Our current economy isn't enough to support this expansion project, but the Turians, as repayment for past debt, have agreed to wire us the 176 mCr we need to increase it. It'll completely empty our treasury, but I'm sure that you will---"

"Minister, enough! I was already going to agree to your proposal, but you didn't let me finish! Now, see it done."

"I, uhh... Yes, Dalatrass, of course!"

Economics:

by **Dixmix** » Tue Jul 14, 2015 1:11 pm

Heshtok

Many of the Vorcha engineer clans had started to outfit and overhaul many of the ships that they had gathered or built. Among them were the Vorcha equivalent of the GURDIAN systems and the Thanix Cannons. It was something to see as Clans from the Citadel try to outpace each other in a advent to copy the Turian weapon that was reverse engineer from Sovereign. Many of them in the beginning were no more than overclocked weapons that would explode when trying to perform the same effects but one Clan of engineers were able to mimic it in their own way.

A Vorcha Clan known as Irrgard went to the Citadel as one of the few Clans ruled by a female than a male and became known as an associate of Clans that actually worked on warships and domestic of Turian design and were able to make their own Thanix Cannon by making the cannon but instead of using mass effect for the electromagnetism. They used a mixture of heaviler elements and flexible alloys with a large depleted uranium core to fire at the same size as a regular Thanix Cannon would do. This pattern was called the Irrgard pattern or the Ashbringer pattern even though they didn't really needed to gut out the Mass Effect power but they had adapted to the use of heavier weapons and use more mundane weaponsmithing techniques to achieve the same result.

The next thing that came from them was the multicore shielding in order to be used as impact absorbing against their blows that were used during testing to try and mimic the Thanix Cannon and they thought of adding more shields to their ships to resist against normal blows. The third thing came was the GURDIAN systems that they had gained from a pirate band looking to move some goods only to find the Vorcha to gun them down and take their stuff.

Their stuff was flamethrowers and CQC upgrades and equipment to which they equipped their infantry with and now they were prepared for their attack on Joab.

13 creds on the light cruiser for multicore shielding and thanix cannons.
4 flamethrowers and 1 CQC upgrades on infantry divisions and 1 armored divisions.
10 creds on enhanced GURIDIAN systems on two light transports.

by **The corporate states of Astavar** » Wed Jul 15, 2015 4:19 am

The Geth Consensus
Perseus Veil
Rannoch

The Geth Consensus was finally about to achieve the total industrial capacity of all planets within Geth controlled the planets had been fully developed giant spires reached into the sky.
while massive colums of Geth Troopers were becoming finalized for redeployment, Geth machines burrowed far into the planets crust, while automated industries turned out all the machine parts, tools, weapons any nation could ever need.

Geth shipyards were working around the clock, Geth Intelligence had taken high detailed photos on the quarian migrant fleet they were constructing dreadnaughts.
not enough to be of a threat but it's still a matter taken seriouesly since the more dreadnaughts the quarians possesed the bolder the council would become if the quarians only need a handful of council dreadnaughts to turn the battle in their favor the council would take their chance in a heartbeat. They are afraid now of loosing the majority of their forces if they attack now but if the quarians could take the majority of casualties then the battle would be worth fighting.
therefore additional capital ships had to be built to assure a tactical superiority against the organics

by **The Krogan** » Wed Jul 15, 2015 8:23 am

Tuchanka: Urdnot Capital
Dak'ir's Quarters

Urdnot Dak'ir walked into his quarter after a long day of talks with the allied clans and helping to direct the humanitarian effort for the nuclear disaster that had killed thousands of Krogan. After entering his quarters, Dak'ir locked the door behind himself and turned the sound dampeners he had bought recently to maximum effectiveness and began to stroll around his quarters, whistling a happy little tune he'd picked up from some humans. As he strolled about the room, his war Varren came out of the bathroom, probably drinking out of the toilet, took one look at him, and promptly scampered back from whence he came, whimpering. Suddenly, Dak'ir stopped beside a plastic end table, picked it up, admired it for a few seconds, and then began to headbutt it to pieces.

Dak'ir let out a roar of rage and began to headbutt and punch everything in sight, furniture, the walls, the floor, you name it; it was either in pieces or had craters in it. The only thing he didn't touch was his bed, which had actually cost a decent amount of credits and he didn't feel like having to go through all the trouble to get a new one. After his little rage had subsided, Dak'ir sat down on his bed and stared around at the destruction he had wrought; his room looked like a freaking Turian asteroid bombardment.

Dammit man, what have you gotten yourself into... You have to not only deal with running your own Clan, but you also have to concern yourself with all your allies problems and help them fix them... And to add to that you've now got a nuclear disaster on your hands... Maybe it would have been better if you hadn't started this whole thing in the first place.... , he thought dejectedly, before springing to his feet.

What the hell am I thinking!! You sorry excuse for a Krogan! Pull yourself together dammit! We'll pull through this crap just like we've always done, you knew this shit wasn't going to be easy, so get up off your hump and get to work, Dak'ir thought to himself, but before he could do anything else his omni-tool started to ping, telling him he was receiving an incoming message... from the Salarian's.

Dak'ir accepted the message and listened to Fleet Commander Arallah,

"Urdnot Dak'ir, this is Fleet Commander Arallah, above Tuchanka. In a recent Council session, they have decided to increase the amount of fleets, and the number of vessels therein, in response to your construction of a shipyard. No further action will be taken, this is just to ensure that the treaty is maintained. The Council is... interested, in what will come in the future."

Dak'ir shook his head, bunch of freaking idiots, thinking I'd be stupid enough to start building warships on Tuchanka, it was just give them an excuse to have a tantrum and try and kill us off, he thought before answering.

"Fleet Commander Arallah, You can tell the Council they can do whatever they damn well please if it helps them sleep better at night, bunch of Pyjak loving paranoid...*muffled curses and grumbling*... And tell them if they have a problem with me building shit they can come here themselves and tell me to stop, instead of sending their Krants, now if you'll excuse me I've got things to do." With that said, Dak'ir left his quarters and said to one of the guards as he passed,

"Get somebody to clean up my room, it's a mess again."

by **Archangelskl Oblast** » Wed Jul 15, 2015 11:20 am

Primarch N Victus
Palaven, Cipritine

Nyree sat high in his chair as he watched the screen in the corner wall of his office. The television was turned up as the primarch watch the aftermath of a nuclear reactor explosion.
The commercial played: *The screen goes black and sad music starts to play, the screen slowly starts to brighten revealing a landscape shot of a desolate Tuchanka, before cutting to a shot of a young Krogan child standing in the middle of a rubble strewn street, holding a stuffed Volus doll to his chest and tears in his eyes, suddenly a very human sounding voice starts to come out of nowhere*

"This young Krogan's name is Dak'ir, due to the Genophage, little Dak'ir is lucky to have even been born, let alone have survived this long on this brutal planet.... He will most likely never get to meet his father, a mercenary fighting in some far flung corner of space for a measly handful of credits because he knows there's no hope or work for him here, and would rather die out there then in this hole of despair.... Dak'ir's mother died recently in an nuclear reactor explosion that had killed hundreds of thousands, all because the Council merely sits by and watches as the Krogan try and rebuild what they have lost to the Genophage... Young Dak'ir is now all alone in the world, with only his stuffed toy and his memories to remind him of his loving mother... But thankfully, due to the Save The Krogan Foundation, little Dak'ir may be able to one day live on a Tuchanka where hope can once again flourish, where he might even have children of his own... With the donation of only a few credits a month, you can help to save orphaned Krogan children like Dak'ir here from certain death, your money will help to feed and cloth them, as well as make sure they find a home in a Krogan clan able to take care of them... To become a monthly donor and member of the Save The Krogan Foundation, merely visit our Extranet site, SavetheKrogan.org for more information or contact the number below... You will be given regular monthly updates on just what your credits are going to, how many lives you helped to save, or how your credits contributed to the construction of a local hospital... Remember, it only takes a few credits to help save a live...." (I couldn't resist sorry.)

Nyree shook his head in disapproval, the primarch turned the television off and reviewed the good news from the past week on his data-pad. The Elkoss Combine and Fishdog Food Factorys had donated a massive build project. One whole complete Fleet Carrier! It would be dubbed the "Cipritine", after the capital of Palaven. This carrier would bring so much to the battlefield. The Humans realy knew what they were doing when it came to this idea. It was amazing.

After some time of Viewing the blue prints of his new carrier, a beep came on his omni tool. A message from the Elcor forwarded from his secretary.

To: Palaven High Command
From: Elcor Courts
Subject: Protectorate Offer by the Turian Hierarchy
Encryption key: 22TT41B

Hello, this is a message hereby requesting that you speak plainly, what do you want from the elcor courts. You offer to make us one of safest in the galaxy. Please get back to us soon.

-High Elder Bython

Nyree began to type a message immediately after reading the message from the Elcor Courts. The elcor could be of great economic assistance to the hierarchy and the primarch needed to grab there attention before anyone of the other leaders got to them first. Nyree knew he would have to spare more fleets and troops to protect them but this would be worth it if he could get them to hand over the credits. The credits would go to infrastructure and further building the fleets.

To: Elcor Courts
From: Palaven High Command
Subject: Protectorate Offer by the Turian Hierarchy
Encryption key: 22TT41B

Greetings High Elder Bython, I am Primarch of the turian hierarchy, Nyree Victus. I wish to talk to you about your peoples safety. As of lately the galaxy is becoming more of a hostile place and the hierarchy understands this. And we also understand that your people are not among the fighting class, respectively. We in the hierarchy are willing and able to take up the cause of further protecting your people. We have the guns and the power to keep away slavers from your people and pirates away from your trade. All we ask for in return is a small fee for the price of the hierarchy devoting man power to your worlds where as they can be placed elsewhere defending our own systems. We have no ulterior motive for this besides to become more economically secure as a nation. I hope you think this over and I hope you make the right choice.

-Primarch Victus

Lieutenant S Victus
1st Fleet Citadel Orbit

The cool air inside the bay area of the ship smelled of star ship fuel, the florescent lighting was bright and illuminated every corner of they bay of the massive dreadnought "The Indomitable". The ship was host to the 1st marines expeditionary unit and also not to mention, was the 1st fleet flag ship. She and her marines had be stationed here for the last month. They would be here orbiting the citidel for the next 4 months then they would be given liberty and be cycled back to Palaven and the 2nd Marines would replace her unit. It was a welcome trade. Being a marine Victus found it awkward that she was one of the very few that hated being aboard star ships. Perhaps it was the artificial gravity, or the stale air? Or maybe is was the water, which tasted lightly of Star ship fuel. Either way her next 4 months would be enjoyed uncomfortably. But today was a big day, today was promotion day. All marines dawned there dress white uniforms shined all the gold of there uniforms to a mirror finish. Siria was on that list of promotions and would be given the rank of captain, and the billet of company commander. A bell rang and all the men formed up in the center of the cargo bay. 10,000 marines stood at attention as the Admiral and several others gave the very usual speeches. After about an hour the generals began passing out medals and new ranks. Siria stood straight as Admiral Venous Vakrious of 1st fleet approached her. Stopping directly in front of her he made a left face. Siria cut an instant salute to the admiral, he cut a quick hard salute back at her and Victus went to parade rest.

The admiral looked her over her and spoke in a quieter tone than the rest before her, "Captain Siria Victus, It.. has been a long time since I saw you. Was it four years ago, after your father and I got back from tour?"

"Yes sir, it has been 4 years, sir."

"I am proud you have made it this far Captain, I always considered you and your brothers as family, and your father was like a brother. He would be proud to of you too, and your mother would be proud. I am sorry about your mom. I would have been at the funeral, but I was on tour still cleaning up Facinus strongholds on Taetrus. You understand?"

"Yes sir, I understand sir."

"Well it was good to see you, tell your brothers I said hello."

"Yes sir." Siria Cut a final salute and he moved on to the next person beside her. The next was an officer who she vaguely remember, but cut quick salutes and the officer began to remove the ranks from her collar and place the new captain ranks in place. After another hour the cerimony ended and all the marines went back to there barracks.

wip

by **Celivaia** » Wed Jul 15, 2015 12:03 pm

Office of the Dalatrass,
Sur'Kesh

"This young Krogan's name is Dak'ir, due to the Genophage, little Dak'ir is lucky to have even been born, let alone have survived this long on this brutal planet.... He will most likely never get to meet his father, a mercenary fighting in some far flung corner of space for a measly handful of credits because he knows there's no hope or work for him here, and would rather die out there then in this hole of despair.... Dak'ir's mother died recently in an nuclear reactor explosion that had killed hundreds of thousands, all because the Council merely sits by and watches as the Krogan try and rebuild what they have lost to the Genophage... Young Dak'ir is now all alone in the world, with only his stuffed toy and his memories to remind him of his loving mother... But thankfully, due to the Save The Krogan Foundation, little Dak'ir may be able to one day live on a Tuchanka where hope can once again flourish, where he might even have children of his own... With the donation of only a few credits a month, you can help to save orphaned Krogan children like Dak'ir here from certain death, your money will help to feed and cloth them, as well as make sure they find a home in a Krogan clan able to take care of them... To become a monthly donor and member of the Save The Krogan Foundation, merely visit our Extranet site, SavetheKrogan.org for more information or contact the number below... You will be given regular monthly updates on just what your credits are going to, how many lives you helped to save, or how your credits contributed to the construction of a local hospital... Remember, it only takes a few credits to help save a live...."

The Dalatrass had just seen this recent commercial for the Krogan, and scoffed in disbelief.

"Really, they're trying *this* route now? Pitiful, absolutely pitiful...."
She pushes a button on her desk to get her in contact with STGHQ, several hundred feet below her office building.
"Yes, Dalatrass"
"I'm sending you a video file. Create a virus that'll remove every trace of this video from the Extranet. It's... It's just too terrible.. Oh, and take down the Netsite it mentions, too. Take the necessary precautions so people don't know it was us. I can't have people falling for this emotional scrapheap and actually give money to the Krogans."
"It shall be done shortly, Dalatrass."

by **Dixmix** » Wed Jul 15, 2015 1:34 pm

Joab Coalition

The attack of Joab was good for the United Vorcha's first battle. Joab's fleet was small. It only had 2 light cruisers, a 1 Light Carrier and a fighter squadron, and 1 heavy. The fleet was upgraded and the drums of war were beating as the Vorcha fleet began its onslaught. The first thing was to get the attention of the heavy hitters by focusing fire on the heavy cruiser with their flagship with the thanix cannon as a spearhead that started to shoot a large volley at the heavy cruiser and destroy it, thus getting the attention of the rest of the fleet and the planetary alarm started to blare.

The Coalitions fighters came at full speed with torepedos at the destroyers and heavily damaged on the first three as they hit easy week joints of the Vorcha ships but this gave time to get the light transports into the planetary orbit and start dropping the forces while they started to exchange fire in the void above. The forces that came in were a horde of infantry and one armored division with a flamethrower that overwhelmed the resistance in a flurry of flame and destruction that the Vorcha loved to do but they would usually do it under the wing of the Blood Pack but the Vorcha fight for themselves now.

They burned much of the military and forced the navy to surrender. Which at the lost of 3 of their destroyers, they had manage to force a surrender out of the light carrier and a heavily damaged light cruiser but the army was burned alive with one of their spec-ops teams and specialist escaped the space but Marwl won't send the Gas Vorcha at them unless they pose a threat. They started to ship out the Human population to other Human worlds across the Terminus and started to populate the worlds with Vorcha Clans as they start to use the technology for their sake and to continue to feed their expansion in the Northern Galaxy.

Yet, the Vorcha are coming together, forming government and unity in their violence as they turn their guns to something else. To the unity and respect of the Vorcha. However, Marwl was thinking that they needed a new name than just the United Vorcha, but it will take him some time to think about it. For the mean time, they were celebrating and making more plans to beat the Clan War Drums.

by **Elysian Kentarchy** » Wed Jul 15, 2015 4:17 pm

Matriarch Seri's Office

"This young Krogan's name is Dak'ir, due to the Genophage, little Dak'ir is lucky to have even been born, let alone have survived this long on this brutal planet.... He will most likely never get to meet his father, a mercenary fighting in some far flung corner of space for a measly handful of credits because he knows there's no hope or work for him here, and would rather die out there then in this hole of despair.... Dak'ir's mother died recently in an nuclear reactor explosion that had killed hundreds of thousands, all because the Council merely sits by and watches as the Krogan try and rebuild what they have lost to the Genophage... Young Dak'ir is now all alone in the world, with only his stuffed toy and his memories to remind him of his loving mother... But thankfully, due to the Save The Krogan Foundation, little Dak'ir may be able to one day live on a Tuchanka where hope can once again flourish, where he might even have children of his own... With the donation of only a few credits a month, you can help to save orphaned Krogan children like Dak'ir here from certain death, your money will help to feed and cloth them, as well as make sure they find a home in a Krogan clan able to take care of them... To become a monthly donor and member of the Save The Krogan Foundation, merely visit our Extranet site, SavetheKrogan.org for more information or contact the number below... You will be given regular monthly updates on just what your credits are going to, how many lives you helped to save, or how your credits contributed to the construction of a local hospital... Remember, it only takes a few credits to help save a live...."

She scoffs. "I certainly sympathize with the Krogan but this is ridiculous." She herself doesn't have kids due to fears of discrimination after all. Instead she calls up a group of commandos and forwards the message telling them. "Find whoever made this and deal with them. Painfully." After she hangs up she sighs. "The Krogan can be so much more than what they are now but reducing them to beggars and making them seem weak to the rest of the galaxy is a pure insult to the Krogan." She is of course aware of the problems of donating to the Krogan and thus will not donate everything. Besides this may be a scam so they must be punished for this insult to a race of warriors such as them.

by **The Krogan** » Wed Jul 15, 2015 6:30 pm

Tuchanka: Urdnot Capital, Dak'ir's Quarters

Dak'ir's quarters had just been put back together from his destructive rage and now himself a few of his friends, and some close allies from Clan Urdnot and other clans were watching their favorite show, Larry the Varren, and knocking back a few dozen bottles of ryncol when a commercial came on that caught all their attention...

"This young Krogan's name is Dak'ir, due to the Genophage, little Dak'ir is lucky to have even been born, let alone have survived this long on this brutal planet.... He will most likely never get to meet his father, a mercenary fighting in some far flung corner of space for a measly handful of credits because he knows there's no hope or work for him here, and would rather die out there then in this hole of despair.... Dak'ir's mother died recently in an nuclear reactor explosion that had killed hundreds of thousands, all because the Council merely sits by and watches as the Krogan try and rebuild what they have lost to the Genophage... Young Dak'ir is now all alone in the world, with only his stuffed toy and his memories to remind him of his loving mother... But thankfully, due to the Save The Krogan Foundation, little Dak'ir may be able to one day live on a Tuchanka where hope can once again flourish, where he might even have children of his own... With the donation of only a few credits a month, you can help to save orphaned Krogan children like Dak'ir here from certain death, your money will help to feed and cloth them, as well as make sure they find a home in a Krogan clan able to take care of them... To become a monthly donor and member of the Save The Krogan Foundation, merely visit our Extranet site, SavetheKrogan.org for more information or contact the number below... You will be given regular monthly updates on just what your credits are going to, how many lives you helped to save, or how your credits contributed to the construction of a local hospital... Remember, it only takes a few credits to help save a live...."

Stunned Silence filled the room, only broken by Dak'ir's war Varren farting loudly and Dak'ir saying,

".... What the Fuck...."

They all looked at each other, the tensions in the room reached a breaking point.... and they all burst out laughing.

"HAHAHAHAHA Logar you bastard, this isn't one of your pranks is it?" Dak'ir asked, snorting and gasping for air.

"HAHAHA Ohhhh I wish! this is priceless this crap, hahaha" he asnwered.

The laughter eventually wore off and they began to think, and though it angered them to be portrayed as weaklings who couldn't even take care of their own young, Dak'ir saw a possible advantage.

"You know guys... That commercial may have been a bunch of Varren dung, but that kind of crap can appeal to those races who like that stuff, gets the teat ducts flowing or something like that," he said.

One of the other Krogan turned towards him and said, "Why the hell would we want to appeal to those types of sentient's!?"

"Because brogan, it plants the seed of doubt in their minds that we deserve to slowly wither out of existence," Dak'ir answered casually.

But before they could continue the discussion, Larry the Varren had come back on, thus they resumed watching their favorite program in a thoughtful silence.

Except for Dak'ir's Varren, who had gas from eating a dead Pyjak and couldn't stop passing gas.

by **Celivaia** » Wed Jul 15, 2015 10:29 pm

Office of the Dalatrass,
Sur'Kesh,
Press Briefing

"Today is a great day. Recently, we completed a project that will greatly help the Salarian Union in it's fight, and while I cannot divulge information about this project, I am pleased to announce that this project was no small feat, and for his dedication, work, and pure, brilliant genius, we have a special award for this Salarian. We cannot divulge the name of this operative, but we have awarded him the "Star of the Union" for his efforts."

by **Dixmix** » Thu Jul 16, 2015 2:09 pm

Heshtok

The conquest of the Coalition had doubled the budget and wealth had poured into Heshtok more than ever as Vorcha had started to come colonize the space and they started to have a growing influence into the Vorcha Clans of Omega and in the Citadel. This also came to the attention that many Vorcha wanted their homecluster clear of anything but Vorcha. This has also sparked a rise of Vorcha pirates and Warlord Clans in the Terminus in order to get wealth or respect that they are not vermin any more.

Many of these pirates have started to spill into the Traverse as well as their have been a number of Vorcha-led warlord clans who have been settling on and raiding planets in the Traverse and some getting close to the Council but were killed off by other Vorcha. This has became apparent when a Vorcha pirate clan had " gotten" its hands on unmarked light transports with new stealth drives in their overhaul designs in order to do something that couldn't be done before. To sack Irune and take the wealth of the Volus. They only had enough money for one of them but they will be enough for their greed and the need for technology and violence. Besides, their numbers were only two infantries divisions for the raid.

15 credits for stealth systems on light transport.

by **Argentumurbem** » Thu Jul 16, 2015 2:55 pm

Vicavian Empire wrote:"Let the ship dock to a cruiser and have everyone in that Batarian ship under heavy guard." Admiral Koris stated, I'll have a Quarian meet the Batarians.
"We also have a message from a Krogan Clan sir. They want to make a deal."
Admiral Koris grimaced, ever since that Asari came to the migrant fleet, things had gone crazy.
"Very well, ask them what they have in mind."

Coming on board are the Captains Devile and Katia, former intelligence officers who had received promotion from Gerish himself in order to represent his will.

"We are glad that you could see us," Katia began, smiling at her Quarian guards.

by **Celivaia** » Fri Jul 17, 2015 8:45 am

STGHQ,
Sur'Kesh

It had been roughly two months since Recon Fleet One had been sent out to search for Cerberus operatives, however, no progress had been made in the search, and resources were just being wasted by this point.
"High Commander, contact our Union Commando on Recon Fleet One, let him know the fleet is to be recalled. We have a possible situation developing, and need him and our other special assets ready to depart on the Phantom." stated the Dalatrass.
"Very well, they shall be recalled immediately."

Roughly a day later, Recon Fleet One, which also had Recon Team Five, some SpecOps teams, and a pair of Asari Commandos onboard, returned from the edges of Council space, and dropped the special forces off before being ordered back out to Tuchanka, in response to the new Council directive to increase forces above Tuchanka's blasted landscape.

"Union Commando Aex, reporting for orders," stated Rarhon Aex, one of the fabled Union Commandos, as he offered a salute to High Commander Gubame, and the Dalatrass.
"Aex, that possible situation is becoming worse. We had been working on a new class of ship, the Phantom class, which is a stealth frigate supplemented by a Tantalus Drive Core from the Turians, when one of the dock workers, about a month into construction, attempted to take scans of the Core. He said it was for diagnostic work, and we believed, but it turns out we chose... poorly. Now, we have reason to believe he's going to go on the run. Take your teams, and the Asari commandos, and run him down. If he leaves, take the Phantom, you've already been authorized and approved to serve as the captain of the ship. Now go, find him, and bring him back, whether in a body bag or restraints." said the High Commander
"Yes, High Commander. Dalatrass." Aex offered a quick salute before contacting his teams, apprising them of the situation, and moving out to catch the traitor.

by **Vicavian Empire** » Fri Jul 17, 2015 11:23 am

Argentumurbem wrote:
Vicavian Empire wrote:"Let the ship dock to a cruiser and have everyone in that Batarian ship under heavy guard." Admiral Koris stated, I'll have a Quarian meet the Batarians.
"We also have a message from a Krogan Clan sir. They want to make a deal."
Admiral Koris grimaced, ever since that Asari came to the migrant fleet, things had gone crazy.
"Very well, ask them what they have in mind."

Coming on board are the Captains Devile and Katia, former intelligence officers who had received promotion from Gerish himself in order to represent his will.

"We are glad that you could see us," Katia began, smiling at her Quarian guards.

1174
previous month - 8
5 Fuel Depots - +25 credits
20 Urban Centers - +900 credits
12 minor mining complexes - +36 credits
6 minor industrial complexes - +30 credits
1 major mining complex - +10 credits
2 major industrial complex - +30 credits
1 shipyard - +15 credits
2 spaceports - +120 credits
1173

Aratoht
1 Major Industrial Complex - 40
2 Minor Industrial Complex - 30
1 Shipyard - 50
2 Minor Mining complexes - 20
1 Spaceport - 80

6 Fleet Carriers - 534
10 Light Cruisers - 238
3 Corvette Packs - 11
18 Fighter Wings - 97
18 Interceptor Wings - 113

"You are to remain in this vessel until the Admiralty board decides to meet with you. State your intent for being here and seeing the Quarian people." the guard replied.
No matter how friendly the Batarians seemed, they would remain under heavy suspicion. This was a tense time for the Quarian people, they were slowing preparing for war. New ships where being built and troops were being raised to an assault on Geth Space and Rannoch.

by **Archangelskl Oblast** » Fri Jul 17, 2015 3:15 pm

Yegan Taralan
Sur'Kesh

The shadows engulfed him as he moved quickly down the narrow passages of the inner city. The streets were still busy with activity in the markets even at this late an hour. Moving in moderation he was careful to check his corners before truing them and every so often he would glace over his shoulder to be sure he was not going to be followed. He was on the run from some of the best trained soldiers in the galaxy and this terrified him. The plans were not worth his life, but the credits were. A few weeks ago Yegan had scored a sweet job in dry dock 002. Thankfully he passed his background check. Yegan was content with his job working on a top secret job for the Salarian Union and the turian hierarchy. He was being paid well and could have easily stayed with the company and retired. But an opportunity had came up just a week after he had been hired. A human wanted him to take scans of the ship, in return Yegan would be given an astronomical amount of credits. It was to good an offer to pass up. The day after thee human had confronted him he had gone to work early, hoping to miss the bulk of the guards and his fellow coworkers. If had all gone smoothly till one of those ass hole Tuian soldier had noticed him. He was sure he would be killed then and there. Instead the turian reported him and this went all the way to the dalatrass. This made Yegan laugh at how gullible she was. All he had to do was put on a good act and he was home free. Now all he had to do was make it to the space-port in time to catch a shuttle to omega. On board the shuttle he would meet the human and they would make the transaction then they would part ways once they reached Illium. Yegan had planed to immediately hop the next shuttle to omega and pay for a new identity from there. He would be free after that. Yegan weaved through the last of the side streets and stood in front of the spaceport and watched for the next flight to Illium to arrive eagerly.

Primarch Victus
Palaven, Cipritine

Reading reports nyree could see that the council had requested he dispatch two flotillas to reinforce the line at the krogan demilitarized zone. Quickly obliging the primarch dispatch the 2nd and 4th flotillas, they would arrive shortly. In other business Nyree looked over reports from his Black Watch team. Starting to read the message it was normal things, security checks and status updated on the special project. However at the bottom he read something that quickly made his blood boil. The Dalatrass has released a man who was being held on suspicion of sabotage of his Tantalus drive! Nyree stood in anger and began to pace as he continued to read. -Nyree read how he was now on the run from the STG and the Black Watch and that neither group knew his exact whereabouts. Letting out a mighty rawer the primarch heaved the data-pad at the wall nearest the door with all his might. Turning around he gripped the lip of his solid steal desk and braced it for support as he hunched over gasping in anger. At that moment the doors swung open and the two armed marines outside his door stepped to see what had happened. One marine looked at the primarch and spoke "Primarch sir, are you okay?" looking over his shoulder quickly he dripped a hole in the center of the marines head. "I am fine Sergeant. Now leave me." The marine gave a salute and both marines backed out the door shutting it behind them. Nyree was a whole level above furious. Why hadn't the dalatrass contacted him about this matter and consulted him? walking to the other side of his desk the primarch took a seat and snarled. He would talk to the dalatrass after he had some time to calm himself.

Captain Poslin
Artimec Wing
Sigurd's Cradle, over 2181 Despoina

"Cipritine Carrier this is Captain Poslin of Artimec Wing cores are live and mission is a go." The captain switch on the engines and spun up the training weapons. Artimec wing and Cipritine were doing a training exercise to practice the new carrier tactics. This thing was a piece of work for sure, at least the humans could do one thing right. The carrier was state of the art and you could practically fall in love with that "new ship smell". The carrier would be going in and out of FTL over the rest of second fleet to simulate turian carrier ambushing an enemy fleet. Artimec's training partner would be Lutis Wing, who was already on station and awaiting the training exercise to start. As the carrier came into position all craft spun up and before they could think the carrier came out of FTL and the green light was given. All fighters from Artimec wing dropped down dead center of 2nd fleet and immediately began to send training torpedo into the hulls of the 'enemy' ships. The carrier hadn't been out of FTL more than a few seconds when it jumped away once again. After knocking out three frigates and severely damaging a light cruiser and two sister destroyers, the fighters same under fire by the ships GUARDIAN systems. Just then the other half of 2nd fleet jumped into the fight and began to send volleys of training rounds into the hulls of the dozen of dreadnoughts that lingered above the fighters. Dodging back and forth between the ships and the GUARDIAN lasers they came under fire from a second direction. It was Lutis Wing dropping in from above. The captain gave his men orders to disengage the main force and pull the fight away from the two fleets, and away from its GUARDIAN systems. Quickly they weaved there way through the ships and met the open void of space, Lutis no tar behind them. Quickly his men swung in an evasive maneuver to slow the thrust and pull along side there training partners then duck behind them. The fighters engaged in an all out dog fight. The captain personally took down three Lutis fighters in an attempt to break through to get to the wing leader. After nearly eight minuets of head to head fighting, Artemec was down to 12 fighter from its original 30. Lutis Wing however was down to 3 and began to disengage and make a clear break for the world below into light cloud cover they went, and Artimec followed in pursuit. Halfway through the atmosphere the sensors in the captains ship became unclear and then switched off entirely. Signaling his men to be on the look out they formed a wedge formation in an attempt to stay close to prevent separation and ambush. After nearly two minuets of atmosphere they broke into the world below and then rushed through the clouds. Captain Poslin sent his men out in small teams to cover more ground. Considerable amounts of time began to pass and the captain got a sinking feeling that something wasn't right. The captain broke contact and began to broadcast an emergency transmissions to the rest of the fleet. After several transmissions were sent to those 3 members of Lutis wing with no response, Immediately training hauled and search and rescue operations began. Lutis Wing was no where to be found.

by **Celivaia** » Fri Jul 17, 2015 3:27 pm

Bamori Spaceport,
Sur'Kesh

Riding in a transport VTOL to the spaceport, a SpecOps team, Adina and Jule, the two Asari Commandos on loan to the STG, and Rarhorn Aex, a Union Commando, were enroute to chase the Salarian responsible for scanning the Tantalus Core.
"Alright everyone, plain old manhunt. One of our SpecOps teams have split up to cover Taralan's home, and the hangar where he worked. The Blackwatch are also at the hangar, and, obviously, Adina and Jule are here with us. You all know what he looks like, and remember, we must recover the scanning data he took from the Tantalus Core. That is our primary objective, with our secondary being to bring Taralan in alive. Dead is a last resort, but not unacceptable. There's 30 of us, split up into ten 3-man teams. If he's on the run, he's likely to try for somewhere large, easy to hide in, and possibly illegal. Three teams will check all shuttles to the Citadel, Mannovai, and Illium, the other 7 will fan out, and search for him in the main areas; Arrivals, Tickets, Baggage Claim. We have security on our side, for once, so use it to our advantage. Alert them as to who we're looking for, but tell nothing of the why."
Just has Aex finished giving the briefing, the VTOL landed at one of the pads at the Spaceport.
"Alright everyone, move, move move!"

by **Yonwood** » Fri Jul 17, 2015 7:14 pm

Colonial Eden Valley News Report
CEVNR

Calamity! Riots in the capital as Elcor and Asari colonist lash out at each other. The leaders of the court and the Republic have called up their national guards along with their main troops to calm and maintain stability. A curfew has been installed in areas that have been deemed "under a state of unrest". In response to the civil disobedience the governments have agreed to install more militias and Sapper detachments.

In other news,a thing that should be celebrated!!! The construction of Eden Valley's very own Dreadnaught,the Amalgamation. The Asari style Dreadnaught is aimed to symbolize the unity between the colonist on our fair planet,equipped with Silaris Armor and Thanix Cannons,the Amalgamation will be the proud spear head of the Eden Vally Colonial Defense Forces.

On the concept of space,the other space station has been established in our solar system by our Elcor neighbors. With this new station the income of our colony will hit the amazing economic milestone of a 1000+ income status.

by **The Volus** » Fri Jul 17, 2015 11:05 pm

Tergatus

Markus looked out from his heavy cruiser at the sight of his new Blue Suns joining up around his prized ship the Rallen. This had been a very fortunate month for Tergatus and he had feeling it was only gonna be better after he placed out his calling cards across the galaxy. This time we live in is full of strife with corporations,colonies and governments needing someone to do their dirty work for them. Markus pressed a button on his control panel in front of his commander's chair and watched as posted holograms on the walls of major cities across the Milky way lite up with Tergatus symbol,a darken sun which symboled the abyss.

Tergatus Tactical Support Units or Tergatus for short,boosted some of the most highly trained individuals of the Merc world. Lead by the notorious Markus Kersurinas with his Hell Jumpers at his side,Tergatus agents move fast and efficient manner possible,either it being quite under the closet missions to our infamous hell jumpers raining down from the sky to take out enemy positions so your troops don't get blown to pieces. Join up now and join the Hell Jumpers and Markus or send us a message if you are in need of our services.

by **Dixmix** » Fri Jul 17, 2015 11:42 pm

The Volus wrote:
Tergatus

Markus looked out from his heavy cruiser at the sight of his new Blue Suns joining up around his prized ship the Rallen. This had been a very fortunate month for Tergatus and he had feeling it was only gonna be better after he placed out his calling cards across the galaxy. This time we live in is full of strife with corporations,colonies and governments needing someone to do their dirty work for them. Markus pressed a button on his control panel in front of his commander's chair and watched as posted holograms on the walls of major cities across the Milky way lite up with Tergatus symbol,a darken sun which symboled the abyss.

Tergatus Tactical Support Units or Tergatus for short,boosted some of the most highly trained individuals of the Merc world. Lead by the notorious Markus Kersurinas with his Hell Jumpers at his side,Tergatus agents move fast and efficient manner possible,either it being quite under the closet missions to our infamous hell jumpers raining down from the sky to take out enemy positions so your troops don't get blown to pieces. Join up now and join the Hell Jumpers and Markus or send us a message if you are in need of our services.

A message in high security from the Gas Vorcha was sent to Tergatus.

To: Tergatus
From: United Vorcha

I am Marwl. Clan Leader of Heshtok Vorcha. Leader of United Vorcha. I am looking for army. Have big plans. Want to hire you exclusively. You come see me on Heshtok. We speak deal.

by **Rygondria** » Sat Jul 18, 2015 2:54 pm

The Chairman's palace,Kosh
Chairman Luigi Alfero was in his office looking out the window at the City, It was far more busy than when his father first and the rest of the family's arrived. The merchants where unloading there goods and selling them to the public at large. Suddenly the heavy doors to his office opened and a rather bulky man walked in. Luigi Grinned and said," Fredrick Falkenrath, What brings you to my palace this fine Afternoon ? Filing another complaint against the Ciabatta family i assume". Fredrick shook his head and said," No sir, in fact i am here propose to you a simple proposal that is guaranteed to bring the league and my family at least some profit". Luigi rubbed his chin and said," Well Mr Falkenrath, You have gained my attention. Please, Tell me this idea and i might get our little family disagreements so both the league and our family's could benefit form this". Fredrick then said said," I wish for a, Investment so the Falkenraths can set up a trade post outside the traverse". Luigi looked at fredrick and said," Thats is, You came to my office just for that ! You could off just done it yourself!" Fredrick sighed and said," Well sir, The thing is,we are planning on it to be located in the Citadel and do you know much property costs there". Luigi sighed and said as he starts typing into his Omni-tool and then said," Fine,i have transferred a small investment into your account,If this investment does not work out do not bother coming back". Fredrick Nodded and walked out of the office muttering to himself in German.

The Ciabatta district
A group of ciabatta family members where walking past stalls sometimes stopping to look at the products they where being sold. "hey Orlando,Look over there is that Veythises Patriarchs son,In our district talking to your merchants". Orlando Ciabatta the heir of the Ciabatta family looked at the turian and said in Italian," Che Bastardo". He then said in English," Gentlemen,let us defend our economic interests". They then ran up to the turian and started to beat him. After the turian was thoroughly beaten Orlando pulled out a pistol grinned and fired a single bullet through the turians brain. He then looked at the merchants who saw the murder and said," If any of you say a single word to the Police of the chairman you can expect the same thing to happen to you so what the hell are you looking at get back to what you are doing," He then beckoned tow members of the group to get rid of the body as he walked off.

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