Begining of the end

[Kane]

The wiry man seated in the small command chair on the Feuer pondered for a moment.
"Very well. Deactivate your weapons and prepare for escort to The Ring. You may send one shuttle and have with you a maximum of 2 body guards when you meet with the Chancelor-pro-tempor."
The two gunboats glided over to either side of the Ableben in perfect syncronization. These were normally escort positions, but for some reason it was something a little more similar to being taken somewhere at gunpoint.

***

The Phantom leader looked up.
"A Death Knight, eh? My name's Black Sword, the leader of Phantom operations on Manhatten."
He looked back at the planet as it dissapeared. Nomads were everywhere, ships blew apart, people died, and the planet burned. Even as he watched, another bright mushroom cloud blossomed on the surface, probobly couresy of the equipment dealers ordinance going up. He smiled.
"Glorious, is it not?"

***

Major Alpha and Keiran exited the jumpgate and made their way to Essen station. However, a large cruiser sat there when they arrived.
"Attention AW ship, this is the RNC Schadel. Please identify yourself and state your buisness in Rhinland."
Behind it, a real cruiser patrol came into view, full to the brim with Rhinland hurt should it be required.

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