Kentoria I, II, III, IV, V, VI

The first 5 in an epic Vellosian Story

This is a saga that I am writing, you'll have to read the whole thing to get it, but that's okay. Tell me what you think of it...
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Article I of the Kentoria Epics
Kentoria is a planet on the edge of Auroran Space. Kentoria has been enslaved by the Moash House since the Aurorans expanded. The yearly tribute payed by their people is 2 trillion credits, and the Moash extract heavy taxes upon the exports and imports. The Kentorians however, are not Aurorans. They are granted with strange powers; powers that they were incapable of tapping into, until now...

“Isaacar, give me that now!”
“No. Wait till I tell father about it, you’ll be excluded from the clan.”
“That’s okay, I can remember how to build a new one.”
Isaacar gave it grudgingly. “What does it do anyway?”
“This is a molecular dissapator.”
“Huh?”
“Between two of them I can transport items. They could be used for the cause. Except that they can’t transport life, and they can’t transport things farther than the two poles.”
“What if there are more than two?”
“That’s simple tell the computer where you want it to go, and it will do it.”
“So, they’re almost like mini hypergates?”
“Right.”
“You know what will happen if the Aurorans discover it, right?”
“Yah, they’ll find out about the cause. Then the tribute will be higher. Eventually, the clans will fight eachother for control, and chaos will reign. Not like hte Aurorans would care anyway, they would just keep the ore mines going as well as the port, and let us duke it out. It would be chaotic. That’s why I need you to take this to the cause. Tell them that I’m building a second one, from memory, and that I’ll transport over designs as soon as it’s finished.”

“Who is it.”
“Isaacar. My brother has a gift. He built this, and he’s building a second one, he’ll draw some designs and transport them over as soon as he’s done with the second one. It would be wise to mass produce them.”
“What do they do?”
“They transport items back and forth, like a mini hypergate. Also, my clan leaders are stockpiling weapons. Their embassies are working to gain the support of the others. The space port is in my clan’s control, so when we seize it, the Revolution should be speedy.”
“Alright.”
“Thanks, I’ve got to make it home. My brother’s expecting me, I’ll be back for the meeting tomorrow. Don’t show this to anyone.”
“See ya tomorrow...Hehehehe.” He chuckled to himself as the boy left the room. He pressed a button. Two giant Auroran guards walked in. Kill the man at this address...” he handed them Isaacar’s brothers’ address. “Tell your Commander that the time is ripe. Oh...and about the pay.” One of the Auroran guards threw him a million creds chip...

Isaacar got home, where he found the house empty. His family was gone, his father was on the stairs, where he was dead. A laser in his hand, he was covered with scars from laser bolts. His family was missing otherwise. His brother was dead as well, obviously by surprise. The technology was destroyed, and there was a note on his desk. Isaacar read it, DEAR ISAACAR,
WE KN0W THAT YOUR ORGANIZATION IS NOW WORKING. YOUR BROTHER WAS KILLED BECAUSE OF HIS DISOBEDIENCE OF THE LAW ABOUT TECHNOLOGY. THE OTHER MOLECULAR DISSAPATOR HAS BEEN CONFISCATED. BY TOMORROW, YOUR CAUSE WILL BE DISMANTLED. THE AURORANS WILL RETURN AT THIS TIME TOMORROW, WHERE YOU WILL STAND TRIAL FOR POSSESSION OF TECHNOLOGY, TREASON, AND ATTEMPTING TO OVERTHROW THE GOVERNMENT. YOUR MINIMIM SENTENCE WILL BE THREE YEARS SPENT ON SIBERIA, BUT DEATH WILL NOT MEET YOU, THIS TIME. YOU ARE LUCKY YOU ONLY RECENTLY JOINED THE CAUSE. WE SHALL SEE YOU TOMORROW. HAVE A NICE DAY.

Isaacar tore the note apart. He was angry, his contact with the cause was a fake, he should have seen it. Now it was his job to pay for his family’s deaths. Quickly he got on the phone with all his contacts in the cause and warned them to get away. Many never picked up the phone. However, at sunset that day, he met with about ten other Kentorian warriors. In the next thirty minutes, twenty five warriors from his clan, the troops that the clan had sent, arrived.
They were in an alley, and any minute an Auroran convoy would be cruising through the ships to the port. The thirty six warriors prepared to attack. They poised themselves, and set their pistols to kill. Suddenly they heard a whirring sound, and soldiers were marching through the streets. Now Isaacar yelled, and freedom fighters attacked.
The outrage of the battle forced citizens to hide, and an officer called in for reinforcements. The hover car crashed into a number of Auroran warriors. Isaacar ran to it and retrieved the molecular dissapator. He threw a smoke grenade, and after a few laser fires, the remaining twenty-seven warriors retreated into the alley again...

“Shutup” Isaacar whispered. The cargo shipment was being sent to a cargo pod that was due to go to Alertness in Hearaan Okiia system. From there, Isaacar hoped to get an audience with the Heraan Purple Heart. Maybe he would be willing to help them. However the twenty-seven warriors would never make it to the modified cargo pod if they didn’t shutup.
Suddenly an alarm went off, the Moash warriors pulled off their covers, and a firefight ensued. However the Kentorians were hopelessly outnumbered. Suddenly, in a flash, Isaacar could see the “weaves” of their mind. He could enter their minds, and he could twist their purposes, and he confused them into shooting eachother. Quickly his warriors overpowered them, jumped into the cargo pod, and blasted off. Isaacar could sense the physical attributes of surrounding space. It was eerie. Over the next couple of days, he honed his skills, and he even learned how to communicate with his friends through their minds. About five of them were able to do this, Isaacar had heard that the Heraans combatted through “weaves” maybe they could help him.
When he landed on Alertness, twenty Heraan guards approached them with blasters, and it looked like more were on the way. They took them to the Commander without another word, not so much as even an introduction. Isaacar wondered if this was about the mental powers. Another strange thing about the whole thing was that Isaacar, along with all his men felt much healthier, and even stronger now off their home planet.
When he got to the Heraan commander, the warrior paused for a moment, before issuing away the escorts. “You know why you were brought here?”
“No.”
“We Heraans have a combat technique, and it is a complex system of “weaves”, it involves patterns everyone has, and your bodies’ weaves were found to be almost identical to a Vell-os. I have no clue how this is possible, perhaps you would like to talk to me.” Isaacar told him everything, except for the hypergate, he figured that the dockmaster had no reason to know.
“Yes,” He said, stretching, “The Moash never took the Kentorians off of their home planet. Maybe, it is because of the powers you are capable of. Now, I never knew a Vell-os personally, but not long ago, the Federation attempted to raid the system, and they had a Vell-os arrow with them. We all recognise the Vell-os weave now, and the force is very powerful as it nears the end of its existence. Now, I think you should head to Heraan, there you will find a warrior named Kuron, he is a very high official. Maybe he could tell you something of your destiny. In the mean time, I understand that the ship you are now in is not worthy of a Vell-os warrior. I cannot grant you a dart, arrow, or Javelin, but we do have an Auroran Cruiser lieing around. You will be allowed to command it, but it already has a captain. Don’t get on his nerves. Look for the ship Pathfinder. Alright? Good luck, Isaacar. Come back and tell me how your story ends.”

Isaacar stepped onto the Pathfinder. If all went according to plan, he wouldn’t be on it even as much as a week. He found the captain and inform him that he is to take your full command. He accepted, and the Pathfinder blasts off from Alertness.Isaacar lied back in the seat as the captain explained to Isaacar his basic duties if anything should happen to him. He also explained some basic navigation principles, how to pilot the ship, and basic things that a captain should know. After about an hour, they were ready to go into hyperspace, when suddenly a Moash fleet entered the system.
The fleet consisted of five Auroran Cruisers, and both Isaacar and his captain agree that attacking the fleet, who wasn’t that big, would provide a couple credits to his account and raise the crew’s morale. He engaged the closest enemy ship, and the two duked it out viciously. The ship was hurt bad towards the mess hall, and he rushed down to see if everyone was okay. However, a second missile hit that area, and the captain fell. Immediately the charge of the ship fell into Isaacar’s hand. The enemy ship was disabled, and he boarded it.
He ordered the honorable execution of the captain, who appeared to be commanding the fleet. It was custom in the Auroran empire to do so. Three Hundred Thousand was found, adding a nice sum to his account, even after splitting it up with the crew. He was about to head to Alertness to repair, when a signal came from the station saying more Moash were due to be coming, and it would be safer to leave. Already on the edge of hyperspace, he headed off with the Pathfinder in disrepair...

As soon as he landed on Heraan, an army of Heraan soldiers approached him. At their head was the warrior called Kuron. He invited Isaacar to his personal office. All of the other refugees were to stay on the ship. Soon they arrived in the private office, and Kuron dismissed his guard. Before Isaacar could say anything, Kuron stated that he knew Isaacar was a fugitive from a planet controlled by the Moash, and that Isaacar’s weaves were identical to a Vell-os. “Correct,” Isaacar stated, “However, the Commander of Alertness never asked me why I defected. He just sent me to you.”
“Those are his orders, always. Even in strange cases such as you. Now why did you defect?”
“For starters, I am involved in a Revolution on my planet. I never served in the Moash military.”
“So, you never have captained a ship before. The Commander of Alertness must have thought different. However, I must ask why the captain of your ship is not with us.”
“He fell victim to a Moash missile. The enemy ship was boarded, and we captured it, sending it back to Alertness.”
“You did fine for your first command. However, we will discuss this later. You have been debreifed, but why did you defect?”
“My brother, despite the warnings of the Moash Family, was able to construct a mini hypergate. He had not figured out how to put life through it, and its length was between the poles of the planet, about the same size as yours, however we were betrayed, and the Revolution was crushed. However my twenty-seven crew members escaped with me, and we were transported secretly in a Cargo Pod.”
“May I see the hypergate in question?”
“Certainly.” Isaaccar pulled the lump out of his coat. It looked something like a regular hypergate.
“As a Heraan, I take pride that my family is the only one who believes in scientific advancement. We will use this, and soon, our scientists will know how to construct the hypergates. However, it will be difficult, considering that the Auroran empire’s technology and resources is not equal to the Federation. We should be able to construct at least one hypergate, but not many.”
“In exchange for this, you agree to...”
“Aid the freedom fighters of your planet. Yes. Now we have more to discuss. For starters, you are not the only one of your group who has these Vellosian weaves. I am going to be personally teaching you all how to fight in our martial arts style, maybe some rudimentary training will allow you to harness these weaves.” Suddenly there was a beep on his desk. He picked up his phone. “The Thunderforge is ready! Well, send me to Resolution, Wait...” He looked at Isaacar. He smiles, “How could I have been so stupid. There’s this favor we did a couple of Vell-os a while ago. We freed them from the Federation, and they gave us some technology. I’m going to rearrange my plan a little. They are on the Polaris station of Ni’la Mjolnir in the Mjolnir system. There is no way that I can get you into the Poloran empire. However, I believe that I can get you to a small system called Outbound. In it is a planet called Vrenna. There are some lizards whose pelts are valuable there, and the Heraans are sending out a second convoy to Outbound. There are Polorans hanging out in that system, I’m told. I bet you could find transportation to the station from there. You’ll have to stay away from Federation space, but that’s okay because we go through neutral space to get there. However, your friends look like they could be of serious use to the Empire, so I will only allow you to go. They will train, and be of some use to us as scouts. Good luck, Isaacar.”

Three Months later, Isaacar was stranded in the cold Vrenna Space Port, with 240,000 credits to his name...

Article II of the Kentoria Epics
Isaacar was stranded on Vrenna. The Auroran Fleet, after loading up, left for the nearest Auroran port. He quickly found a hotel, that was usually flooded with hunters. He placed a room reservation there, and went out to look for a bar. He could usually find anyone he wanted there. However, as he was walking around the port, a Federation craft landed on Vrenna. That was odd, the Federation must be looking for him. Somehow, they had found out about him. The Moash! What traitors. Isaacar had heard stories about the Bureau and their cruelties to Vell-os, and he didn’t want to be a casualty.
Isaacar pulled out his laser pistol. However, the Federation wasn’t arresting him, they quickly found the object of their attention. They pulled a tall hunter from the crowd, and put something on his forehead. They were escorting him to their vessel, he must be a pirate or something. However, the Federation have no authority in this part of space, and he figures someone has to stop them. He set your pistol on kill, take aim, and fire.
The first Federation officer falls flat on his face. Blood pouring out of his head. The second looks at him and pulls out his own pistol and begins firing. Isaacar ducked and fired a few more rounds, before concentrating his mental energy on the officer. In his exile, Isaacar had learned to put a warm pressure on the back of an objects mind, with excessive power, he could easily make the pressure a horrible pain. He drops to his knees and writhes in pain.He strolled up to the officer, who aimed at Isaacar barely. Isaacar kicked his hand and blasted his brains out.
He walked over to the hunter and unhook the device from his forehead. He thanked Isaacar and said that he must talk to him, but first he runs to the Federation ship, places a bomb on it, and the two retreat to an alley. There was barely anyone in the port, and those that were retreated when the firefight broke out. Isaacar asked, “Now what did you want to ask?”
“First, I wanted to thank you. Now I must talk to you, I have seen those powers before, on Nil’a Mjolnir in the Mjolnir system. But, we have a problem. You’re not one of those Vell-os. Are you?”
“No, not that I know of.”
“I see...the Federation has found this small planet, we will have to destroy the next convoy headed from that area of space...”
“Who are you?”
“Oh...I am a Poloran informant. I am a Poloran, and my job was to alert the Polaris of the Federation activities in the Kania area. But when I was discovered, I hitchhiked here, where I’m supposed to get a ride. I have a question for you though...how do you get those powers, and where do you come from.”
“I don’t know where they come from, they are still very undeveloped. And I come from a small planet under Moash rule, but the I am not Auroran. My planet is merely a slave planet. And for some reason, I have these powers. And the men who fled with me have had the same odd things happen to them.”
“Hmm...When my ride gets here, you should come with us. We are only travelling as far as the Nil’kvee system, but I’m sure that I can find you a ride. You will travel to the Mjolnir system, and there meet their leader, Llanwyn. Maybe she can tell you about your past and future.”
“Alright. By the way, the name’s Isaacar.”
“Pleased to meet you. Mine’s Mjil.”

“Mjil! Do you know the security risks that you’ve put us under. How do we know that he’s not a Vell-os under the Federation influence?”
“I will deal with that. Just give me my ship. I would like to take some leave time. I will take him down to the Mjolnir system personally. He deserves to know about the Vell-os. They are possibly his relatives.”
“Alright,” the man said grudgingly, “However, don’t say I didn’t warn you when you’re captured. However, just in case, I want to send some strikers along just in case.”
“Thank you sir. This young warrior has potential, I hope that you can see it.”
“Just get him off of my station. I don’t want him to control my mind.”
“Yes sir.” The two left the man’s office.
“How do you know him?” Isaacar asked as they were preparing to take off.
“He’s is my father’s eldest brother. We are relatives, but I don’t like him. I like my fifth uncle better. Anyway...You never told me about your home planet.”
Isaacar told him the story. Except for the part about the hypergate technology. He just referred to it as new technology, and it was respected. So, three months after leaving Heraan, and three and a half after leaving his homeland. That was when he first entered the Mjolnir system. He saw hundreds of similar threads to his own spinning around the system. Vell-os ships were speeding around the system, and one even stopped and followed Isaacar till he landed. Mjil dropped him off, wished him luck and gave him the # to his communicator, he headed to the market.
The ship that had followed him through the system follows you onto the deck of the station. It dissolved before his eyes and the pilot steps onto the ground. He had sensed her power greatly before when she cruised along the side of the ship, but only now is it revealed. She is powerful beyond belief, and she apparantly had been a slave to the Federation.
<ah it is our friend mr. isaacar>
<thank you llanwyn i have come to hone my skills as a vellos and learn my familys past i was told you could help me with that>
<yes i think i can you see after the vellos landed on vellos they did colonise a number of planets such as korrell one of the planets that they must have colonised is your planet kentoria in fact i think that i knew the leader of the colonists your greatest forefather but the only way you will truly find out your destiny is by going to earth and asking a vellos named flyrraen that would be instrumentally dangerous because he is under the control of the bureau and he would be forced to communicate about your planet since the moash and the bureau are very tight right now your planet would be destroyed as long as the bureau stands you must never enter the federation as they have vellos on most of the planets and stations is that clear>
Isaacar was downcast about his whole ancestry, <yes unless i am told different>
<good now i know that you are a t4 as you are capable of the trick of giving ot migraines when you feel like it there is one other way actually to find out about your family it is especially dangerous but you could make the voyage for starters you must learn how to travel> She forms a protective barrier around herself and a beam of pure physical power. She blasts the ground creating a dent. She showed him ways of manipulating the universe around him. Soon it is time for Isaacar to go for a test ride...

Isaacar’s dart flew past the other ships in the system, particularly the Polaris. As he flew skillfully around the system, another Vellos, only a t4, challenged him to a race. As they both raced towards the station, the other Vellos sped up fast. Isaacar all of a sudden concentrated all his powers on beatng the other, and soon he flew faster than the other. The end result being that Isaacar was victorious. However, his mental energy was very weak from that attack, and as soon as he got onto the station, he dissolved his ship, and practically collapsed onto the deck.
Llanwyn approached him, curiously. <i wouldnt have guessed that you would have figured that trick out but now that you have there is something else you must know about your capabilities your mental energy is your fuel for jumping attacking and for that useful trick that you have just learned be very careful when doing it as it will take great toll on your body however your body recharges the mental energy slowly in space but faster on planets and stations>
<alright> Isaacar was tired from his victorious race, but he stood up and walked over to a bench. The trailing Vellosian dart landed on the deck.
Out of it stepped a gorgeous young woman that took away his breath. <congratulations newcomer i did not expect to lose my name is jiilwen i am the nephew of llanwyn i would like to get to know you better>
<alright ill see you later for now it looks like llanwyn wants to talk to me so> She giggled, turned, and walked off.
Llanwyn approached him and sat down right by him. “She is my neice.”
Isaacar was somewhat suprised at hearing her voice, “I did not know that you talked to much.”
She laughed, “When we are trying to have a genuine conversation with someone, we usually try to talk like normal people. However, when most Vellos are being trained, it is traditional for them to be taught in the Vellos manner, which means no voices. Ever since the war, the Vellos have...chosen not to talk telepathically to other people for obvious reasons. However we are used to the habit, and we may talk however we please. You are at the moment in the Vellosian service now, so whenever you are briefed, it will be telepathically, not in voice. Now I must communicate something of some importance to you. When we went to Korrell, there was a cave with the artifact in it. Behind the cave there is a small room, protected by a steel door. In it I could sense hundreds of data cubes. If you are willing to make the trip, eventually, you will be allowed to go. For now, you are dismissed,”
<llanwyn there is a small problem with the vellosian service i have also been sworn into the heraan service as the captain of another ship>
<you were sent here by them to train in the vellos arts correct>
<yes>
<your vellosian skills are not finished yet your potential is great and i will release you when i feel like it for now you are dismissed>
Isaacar agreed and headed off in search of jiilwen...

He met her as they were walking around. <jiilwen>
She turned around, she had been observing some flowers. “Isaacar, you don’t need to talk like that when you’re off duty. Noone will care, as far as they know you aren’t even a Vellos, you don’t look the part.”
Isaacar automatically remembered that he had gotten a clean cut on Vrenna. Now he was sorry for that. “Well, I’ve only known about the Vellos for a few months. So much has happened...”
She looked at his face, and knew that she could relate to him. “Yes, my life has been so short.” He turned his head and looked at her.
“Your’s?”
“Yes. My life is short compared to our race.”
“Well, all the people on our planet die like normal humans.”
“No, you don’t understand. When I was fourteen years old, I was designated with the duty to help steer any Vellos in the area to this station. That was before the Colonial Council declared war. Well, after the Vellos stopped the Colonial Council’s force, the cyborg named Mjolner took me to this station to save me from the Colonial Council who would have certainly captured me. However, as my, I mean our, race began to dissapate, I lost all contact of the Vellos in the area. Without the network, I slowly began to fall into a deep sleep. I have been in that sleep all these years...However, I awoke about a year ago, and the whole world had changed. All I knew was to tell the Polaris that a group of Vellos was coming. They tried to tell me, but I couldn’t understand. However, my long lost aunt, Llanwyn, explained everything to me when she got here. Now by your standards, I am millenia old, like Llanwyn, but since we age slowly after we reach maturity, well, I am only aged to twenty, about your age, right?”
“Uh...yah.”
“So what’s life like on your home world, Kentoria.”
“On my planet, I don’t understand it. All of my shipmates have the same powers as I do, but, the only time I ever experienced them was when I was just leaving that planet. These psi powers are still very...strange still to me. I cannot wait to continue my training.”
“Same with me.”
“What?”
“Well...since I was only fourteen when I fell asleep, I haven’t completed my psi training either. The ways of the Vellos are still very strange to me. I’m glad that I have someone to relate with. Like you I wish my people to be free from these wretched bonds of slavery. It was very nice talking to you Isaacar, I’m glad I met you.”
“It has been a pleasure talking to you, Jiilwen. I will look forward to talking to you again. However, I need to find someone, and talk to him briefly. I’m sure we will meet eachother again.” He kissed her hand and left her, heading towards the port.

“Well, Isaacar. I’m glad you are more adept at your powers now, but I am busy right now.”
“Doing what?”
“I have to head towards Nil’kemorya. That’s where my boss is. However, I have something I’ve been meaning to give you. I bought it at the outfitting station.”
He looked at the strange little device. “What is it?”
“It’s a communicator, however it’s been modified with Polaris technology. Call me with it if anything happens, and I can contact you.”
“I’m a Vell-os.”
“Trust me, this will be a big help to you. Anyway, I have to go, so could you get off of my ship.” With that Mjil shoved Isaacar off of the ship and the Polaris striker left the station. Isaacar could have sworn that he sensed the ship was alive as he was on it. Yes, it was alive. The Polaris technology was very advanced, and strange...

<llanwyn you sent for me>
<yes i have secured a room for you tonight from now on you will sleep there it is on the west side of the station in the building set aside for the vellos as well as this there is a warroom in the middle of the station right now we are to head for the room for the weekly breifing>
<how many vellos came with you from the Federation>
<497 why>
<just wondering plus me and jiilwen means fourhundred ninetyseven then plus you means five hunderd>
<yes>
<i see just curious well are we going to go to the meeting or not>

As they entered the room there was an extra seat by Jiilwen, which Isaacar took the liberty of sitting in. “Alright everybody, it’s time to start. One year ago when we arrived at this station, we pledged to do whatever was in our power to bring about the fall of the Federation. Now we have another member to our little group. He is from the planet Kentoria, which may be a whole planet of Vellos that neither I nor the Federation have any memory of. It is in the Auroran Empire. Mr. Isaacar came here to become proficient in the psi arts.However, he has decided to pledge his skills to me till I release him. Many of you have already heard his story, so let’s cut right down to business. Federation goons have discovered Vrenna. They might search for their missing operative, and that would be disasterous. Jiilwen and Miklleva, I am sending you to to investigate. Jiilwen, contact me if anything mysterious is going on in the Vrenna system.
“Next, oh yes. Some of the new ruling members of the Polaris don’t believe that we can really help them to fight the Federation. As Isaacar is still very young in the psi arts, I am sending him to the capitol to meet them. With him will go Kilre and Msi. Everyone else I want you to work on the project. Good luck.” Jiilwen and Isaacar left the room <can we talk in secret for a moment>
<yes> the two went behind the building.
<isaacar i just wanted to say to you good luck i dont want anything to happen to you ive only known you for a short time and ive had to say enough goodbyes>
<jiilwen thankyou there is a custom on my planet that a friend gives another friend a gift if he is going on a long trip to you i give this> Isaacar put it in her hand and closed it. <kilre and msi will be looking for me dont get yourself killed> and with that he departed from her towards the port. Jiilwen opened up her hand and looked at the beautiful necklace that was in it. It had obviously been crafted with his new powers, and on it was a planet that looked like...Vellos. Jiilwen smiled, and put it around her neck before looking for Miklleva...

Isaacar looked around the broad spaceport as he diffused his dart. Ke’larly was a beautiful paradise. The other Vellos, both being some of the elder Vellos there, are as amazed as you are. One sighs, and says that it reminds him of Vellos, when it was in its golden age. However, trouble soon approaches as several Nil’kemory guards approach you.
“I understand that you represent the Vellos who are currently staing on our station Mjolnir. My council would like for you three to speak before them, however, on a more personal note, we all salute you for your sacrifices in the Colonial Council’s war. I personally would accept your need to stay at any time.”
Msi stepped forward, “Sir what is your name and rank.” the old man was extremely intimidating. He looked straight in the eye of the Polaris man.
“Mijlk, sir. Captain, first Ke’larly guard, sir.”
“Mjilk, my battle brother fell in that war. His body was never recovered. Hundreds of thousands of people were innocently slaughtered in that war, just to save your sorry little hides. Now I have come out of millenia of slavery, and come here to have you tell me that my actions were honorable?” Mijlk looked down, “But we made them eat their shoes, didn’t we!” He said with a little humor. The whole guard started to laugh, and Mjilk did as well.
<isaacar msi was the leader of a vellosian fleet stationed on kania he is a military man and knows how they think he is respected by all of the polarans you will meet here just play it cool and dont ruin it he is to be our spokesperson> Kilre said to Isaacar, who nodded.
“Now, Mjilk, take us to your council. We will speak with them. I will personally note to one of the Nil’kemory men for you. Let’s go on maties.” Kilre and Isaacar followed behind, discussing the Polorans as Msi was giving out notes to the soldiers...

“Your Majesty, Bis. These are the three that came.”
“Thank you. Now on behalf of all of the Polarans in my empire, I thank you for your sacrifices in the Colonial Council’s war. Without your help, we would not be here right now, we freely reach out our hand to you, as many as will come.” Msi looked at Isaacar, <ya right>. “However, I am told that you would like to work with the Nil’kemory. I must inform you that in order for this to function, you would have to be totally under our control.”
Msi stood. “Sir. I understand your worry, but the Vell-os have no intention of aiding your operations. Your causes are just and noble, but the Vell-os will launch our own operations, for our grievances against the Federation are worse than you could imagine. We will work with you, yes, but on excursions, we should like to...seek vengeance for ourselves. All we ask for is joint control of the Nila Mjolnir Station.”
“That is not for me, but the Nil’kemory to decide.” The four lined up, and after discussing it for a while, they nodded at the Bis. “It is decided, then. Tell you leader that she will have equal say over that system as the Nila Mjolnir Dockmaster.” The three walked out soon enough, and prepared to make their ships. Kilre had an arrow on this particular occassion, and Msi had a Javelin. The tiny dart made by Isaacar was pathetic compared to the others. However, as they took off, Isaacar heard a beep in his communicator. He picked it up, Isaacar, is that you?
Ya
Get over here, we’ve got trouble.
What kind Mjil?
The Federation are seiging Mjolnir, just when the Polaris fleet is off patrolling. You must inform Kilre and Msi. They will know what to do.
<kilre msi>
<yes>
<mjolnir is being seiged by the federation they need our help>
<alright as soon as you guys get into the system attempt to land on the station well stop by the ringworld on the way there>
<what about you>
<just follow orders>
<alright well isaacar and i will help the federation isnt that tough i bet its over by the time we get there>...

Article III of the Kentoria Epics
<now> The three vell-os ships attacked the nearest Federation cruiser. Inside of the station, more Vell-os come out. The battle is one sided. The Vell-os powers and Polaris technology easily outmatch the mighty Federation Navy. Isaacar easily destroys a federation scout ship, followed by three fighters, when he flew over to help Msi who was finishing off a Federation Destroyer. He was the fourth dart wreaking havoc on the Federation Destroyer. Once that was over he flew over to see what Kilre was doing. All of a sudden, he was confronted by another Vell-os dart.
Isaacar took a hit <whats wrong with you your attacking the wrong side>
No response. Isaacar was hit again. He concentrated his energy, and unmercifully destroyed the manesfestation of energy. Isaacar stopped for a second, he had just done an attack that he had not been shown before. He discovered that the beam was like a turret, and that it was made by concentrating more energy into it than the first beam. Then he thought, No wonder that dart attacked me, the Feds must have brought some Vellos to the battle. (Later he would learn that they had just brought one, but he was a t1 and was in the Javelin, and that Isaacar had destroyed one of the darts made by the Javelin. (the Vellos was captured and he was cured eventually by the Vellos of the station)).
Suddenly he heard a cry for him <isaacar>
<who is it>
<this is llanwyn you have learned fast use your newest attack with me and help to destroy this flagship the fss maricopa>
<alright ill be over in a couple of minutes> He sped up with his mental energy and arrived on the scene of battle. The F.S.S. Maricopa was the last real threat in the battle it was time they wrapped things up. He used his newest attack and bored a hole straight into the hull of the Maricopa as other Vellos joined the attack. The buzzing darts, arrows, and javelins completed victory that day for the Vellos...

Isaacar was sitting on a bench discussing Vellos fighting technique with Kilre when llanwyn approached the two. <you two are to go to the briefing room with the others there i will debreif you as well as the polaris who fought as i understand it msi will give out the results of your negotiations with the ke’larly correct>
<yes>
<also i need to talk to you isaacar your power has grown incredibly i have only known you for two or three weeks and already you are a t3 and a very powerful one at that talk to me after the briefing>

The briefing, like all meetings wasn’t even remotely interesting. The only trouble was that Llanwyn had lost a Vell-os warrior in the battle. That was a horrible loss. However, someone said that they had picked up the enemy Vellos after the Javelin had been destroyed. Llanwyn was happy about this, but the only problem was that the captured Vellos still had to be cured. She finally came up with the deduction that she would have to take him to Korrell. Msi was placed in charge of the Vellos while she would be gone.

Isaacar waited in the port. There he met Llanwyn who nodded. <you must have been a t3 when i first met you you just couldnt use your powers anyway you are powerful enough now to learn how to form the vellos arrow.> Its streamlined shape was easy to recreate for Isaacar. He formed it, flew it threw the space port and diffused it on the launch pad.
<yes you are powerful now t3s are not as common as they used to be some vellos never passed your level but most did i have taught you all that i can for now and therefore i am releasing you from my service for a while come back when you are more powerful it is still dangerous for your people if you even enter the federation space i wish you goodbye for the time being> with that Llanwyn formed her Javelin, and after loading the man into her ship, she launched off, headed towards Korrell.

<jiilwen>
<isaacar where are you>
<at the space port it is important that you come now>
<alright> within three minutes she found herself at the spaceport talking to Isaacar.
“Your aunt has released me for the time being.”
“She what?!!”
“I am now free to go where I please.”
“But you can stay here, right?”
“I owe double allegiance Jiilwen. Now that I don’t owe it to the Vellos, I owe it to my planet and the Heraan House.”
“You can’t go.”
“I have to, if I could live with myself, I would stay here. But it is my fault that the Revolution was crushed, it is my fault that the Aurorans killed my family. I must go back and fight. I will come back some day. We will see each other, but now I owe my family allegiance.”
Jiilwen got the idea, “Alright. But Isaacar...” she stood up and kissed him on the cheeck, before turning around and running back to her room. He smiled formed his arrow, and took off into the sky...

As Isaacar glided into the system, he was apporached by 6 abominations who escorted him to the planet Heraan. Upon landing, a group of Heraani warriors approached him. Immediately he recognised them as his companions from Kentoria. <isaacar kuron has asked us to escort you to his office> said the man Isaacar recognised as Irli, a good friend from Kentoria. Behind him were two ranks of 13. Isaacar recognised them all as members of his clan. <well lets get going>

<irli what has happened since ive been gone>
<when you left we were all trained in the art of heraan combat style we all ahve become proficient in its use and have been dubbed the kentorian guard>
<i sense that you are almost all t3s weak ones at most but t3s none the less>
<huh>
<its your power ranking>
<oh>
<after my meeting with kuron i will teach you how to make a dart you have already learned most of the skills that are needed to create one you just need to learn how to make one as well as the darts standard weapon a flower of spring>
<alright> The group approached the building. <we can go no further good luck as i understand the matter you will be speaking about is somewhat urgent> Isaacar nodded and walked into the building. Kuron’s guards moved out of the way, except for one who charged Isaacar. Suddenly he fell down writhing in pain from the powerful migraine that Isaacar gave him. Once standing over him, Isaacar said, “Don’t cross me.” Isaacar released him of the migraine and continued towards Kuron’s office.
Kuron looked up and said, “Isaacar, how was your trip.”
“Good...and how are you?”
“Not as well. The Heraani homeworld is under threat of invasion. The Moash have gained access to the hypergate system and have been raiding here periodically for the last two weeks. They are poised for a major invasion to wipe us out though. You must stop them, Captain.”
“How?”
“The Thurokiir has informed me that the Sigma Shipyards Auroran Office is on Aurora. I’m sending you, in your ship the Pathifinder, to deal with them. If he refuses to cooperate, threaten to destroy all of his network in Heraan space. That will make them cooperate.”
“Sir, I am a Vell-os and I can travel like one.”
“I will not have a Heraani captain traveling like that. Your orders are clear. Complete them, once the Moash don’t have access, I will meet you on Alertness. Good luck Mr. Isaacar.”
“Yes sir. May I inquire as to what will happen to the Kentorian Guard?”
“Yes...They are to be stationed on Resolution. I am very busy, good luck to you Mr. Isaacar.”
With that Isaacar walked out of the office. The guards saluted him instead of grumbling, especially the one who had challenged him. As soon as he walked outside, he was approached by Irli. “It is time Irli. Come with me all of you.”
They all left and went to the space port. There he showed them how to form the dart, how to use the flower of spring, and any of the other powers that were needed. He also shared the speeding trick before boarding his ship...

“Captain Isaacar.”
“Aye.” Isaacar said once he stepped on the ship. There was a battle group in front of him headed by a man.
“Sir, First Mate Heil. Standing by for orders.”
“Set a course for Aurora. If it is attempted to halt you, decimate their ranks.”
“Aye.” He pulled a communicator to his mouth. “Set a course for Aurora. Defensive actions, all men to stations.
“I’ll be in my room if anyone needs my presence. Heil, I am giving you the bridge till 12 hundred.”
“Aye Aye.”

For almost a month the ship cruised through Auroran space. When if finally touched down on the Aurora launch pad, he ordered that the ship be kept running. Leaving the huge vehicle with a small guard, he found out the Sigma office and he stepped in.
“Haven’t you ever heard of knocking!” The business man looked up and put a hand over his mouth. Even though Isaacar had barely been in the service for a year, his body was covered with tattoos of Moash and Federation battles. Despite that, his hair went down to his shoulders. On his forehead was a sign, one that the man didn’t know.
“I have been sent by the Heraan house to deal with you. It is said that you have...let the Moashi have access to the hypergates. How do you respond?”
“I know nothing of it.” Isaacar probed his mind and found that this was true.
“So it must be one of your subordinates. Direct me to him.”
“It must be John...he is the only one in the Moash house right now for Sigma. He directs all the operations, but Moash freighters bring supplies to Aurora, from there they are directed to Earth. I will grant you access to the hypergates for now...bring him back to me and I will have the codes changed.”
Isaacar strolled out of the office. With him was his guard. He stepped onto his ship. “Set course for the Aurora Hypergate.” Suddenly his communicator beeped, he picked it up. Heraan was under attack!

As they entered the hypergate, he told his men that this might be the end of their time. However there is no more noble cause than to die for something you believe in. “All men to battle stations!” The ship entered the hypergate. It came out in Heraan, where a mammoth battle was going on. “Mate Heil, take the bridge, if I don’t survive take my commission.”
“Aye.”
He jumped out of the ship’s port and made his arrow flying into the battle. <irli bring the kentorian guard to me attack the flagship mss moash> The Heraani Vell-os swarmed the giant cruiser, decimating it within an hour. Ship after ship fell prey to the Kentorian Guard. Meanwhile the Pathfinder engaged another Moash cruiser destroying it and approaching its next prey. Meanwhile the gun crews of the station Resolution were busy all day. Seeing their eminent defeat, reinforcements from Moash jumped into the system.
The appearance of the Moash fleet outnumbered the Heraans hopelessly. Hundreds of Moash Pheonix swarmed and soon the whole of the Heraan fleet realized their predicament. The winds had changed, when the appearance of a new ship tipped it back into the Heraan hands. A Heraan battle cruiser dubbed the Thunderforge entered the battle. Its powerful trip hammers easily defeated the Moashi fleet along with the Vell-os darts and arrow. Soon nothing but burning hulks were all that was left of the Moash fleet...

“Isaacar, you may now enter.” Isaacar walked into the office as another successful officer walked out. “You are commended by both me and the Thurokiir, whom you will meet when you appear before the Heraani court next week. The only problem. You have helped to save the Heraan House.”
“May we now free my home world?”
Kuron chuckled, “Isaacar, you may wonder why we were so easily outnumbered, did you not?”
“Yes.”
“The reason is because most of our fleet is guarding the border. For all the extra ships on the border that belong to us, the Moash had just as many at home. Now that we have destroyed those extra ships, they still have an extremely capable fleet. What would happen to us if the Dani launched an attack while we were destroying them? We cannot risk it. Unfortunately, the Moash will undoubtedly regain their advantage over us, but we will have the thunderforges, so it will not make a big difference.” Isaacar sighed. “So tell me, what did he say?”
“There is a man who is in charge of the Sigma Operations in Moash space. He is the only one who could have given the Moash the codes. He has told me that if I bring that man to him, the codes will be changed. I will bring him to justice, however I must travel in my Vell-os ship, for security reasons.”
“Alright. The Moash nearly destroyed the Heraan house today, this cannot be allowed to continue. Unfortunately, I don’t think you can make it to the Court by tomorrow.”
“Thank you.” With that he left the office of Kuron...

Isaacar landed on Moash without complaint. Diffusing his ship, he touches onto the ground and heads towards the docking office. From there he is directed to the Sigma shipyards office. The secretary informs Isaacar that he will be back in a couple of hours. With dispair in his heart, Isaacar heads towards the bar, where he watches the Holovid. “This just in...due to the recent defeat in the Heraan system, Moash forces have become more thinly spread. The peoples of the planet Kentoria rebel, but a few remain loyal. Due to this, the clans attack eachother. The clans, now at a cease fire will soon be at it again. One clan, the ‘Murokilia’ clan, which was the main instigator of the rebellion about a year ago, is being occupied by the Moash warriors currently, Kentoria will still remain to produce the supplies it is required to. More on that later.” Isaacar frowned. If something was not done soon, the Moash would spare none. He finished his drink and headed towards the Sigma office...

Isaacar entered the office where he is greeted by the secretary. “Is your boss back yet?”
“Yes, should I show you in?”
“Please do.” Isaacar was shone into the office, where the drunk person was sitting in his chair. “How are you?”
The man looked up at him. “Fine...are you from the Moash?”
“No, I am from your boss, and I was instructed to take you in my ship back to Aurora. It’s very important.”
“Alright.” He followed Isaacar to the launchpad where the arrow was formed, and he sped into the hypergate, going to Heraan, and then Aurora...

“Thank you Isaacar, he will be punished, and put in a prison in the Federation. I will give you two days to get back to Heraan before the codes are changed. Good luck.” Isaacar walked out after delivering the criminal.
He formed his Arrow and headed towards the hypergate. Once landing upon Heraan, and getting debreifed, he headed towards the Pathfinder when his communicator beeped. “Hi Mjil, how are you?”
“Fine. Look, Llanwyn wants you to return, this time with five of your companions.”
“Well, I’ll see what I can do, but they are part of a prestigous new Heraan unit.” Then he thought of Jiilwen, “I’m pretty sure we can make the trip though. Alright, see ya in a couple of months.” With that he turned and headed towards Kuron’s office...

Article IV of the Kentoria Epics
As Isaacar glided down through the spaceways followed by his companions, he could sense the whole station had changed. The Vell-os had literally redone the station. Vellosian ships glided around the station, which fired a salute of some kind to Isaacar. New technology involving biological and Vellosian componots were littered across the station. Poloran telepaths marched across the station in ranks, and Isaacar probed that their minds and found that they were from a group called the Mu’hari.
The six glided onto the station and diffused their ships. Immediately Llanwyn approached them. <isaacar nice to see you>
<and you in turn these are my compatriots the strongest and closest of our group this is irli tyrn isil pheas and kentor>
<after your planet>
<yes>
<they are powerful t3s>
<i see>
<i see that the polaris have given you more breathing space>
<yes the nilkemorya have agreed to give us full control of the station> she looked quite happy, but then she became more serious <however they will not let us keep it if we cannot prove that it is vital to the vellosian cause>
<let me guess that includes me>
<correct> she turned to the other five standing patiently behind Isaacar, <irli tyrn isil pheas and kentor it was nice to meet you you will begin your training tomorrow it appears that you just need a little fine tuning my neice jiilwen will show you to your room>
Jiilwen approached the group <nice to see you isaacar are these the ones aunt llanwyn>
She nodded. Isaacar acknowledged Jiilwen then he and Llanwyn walked towards the breifing room...

Inside it were Kilwe and Msi who nodded at Isaacar as he entered. <you three have again been chosen for this mission because you are the most capable team kilwe is a mechanical genius in nanotechnology msi is a military encyclopedia and isaacar appears to have the greatest potential the nilkemorya have asked us to investigate a race to the north called the wraith they are not in any way shape or form related to the humans and they appear to have a grudge against the polaris since we are psychic we have been asked to attempt to open up negotiations>
The other three nodded. Msi stood up <we will leave tomorrow morning at six hundred am> and he walked out of the room. Kilwe walked out of the room, followed by Isaacar. Llanwyn stayed in as another group of people shuffled into the room. The three only shook their heads and headed towards their living quarters...

Irli, Tyrn, Isil, Pheas, and Kentor were all in the spaceport practicing their Heraan martial arts. Isaacar walked to them. He had gotten some training from various individuals in his spare time back on Heraan, so he began to practice with them. However, their practice was spoiled when Jiilwen walked up. “Isaacar, come we have much to talk about.”
Isaacar only smiled and looked at his friends. Irli grinned <well go>...

“Jiilwen how have you been?”
“Fine, and yourself?”
“You know, the usual battles against the enemies of my house, thousands of deaths, spiraling scandals, and intergalactic conquest.”
“I see...” she looked him up and down. “Your tattoos are interesting.” she said in a sarcastic voice.
He played along. “Ya, I know.”
“Why do you get them?” she almost laughed.
“They symbolize the battles that I have fought for the House Heraan. If it was my choice, we would just wear a seperate necklace for each battle.”
She laughed, “From what you’ve described, your neck would break before long.”
“Probably,” he scratched the back of his neck. “So everything around here has been...”
“Boring. Isaacar, I wish that you would stay for a single moment without running off every couple of days. At least you get a break now, right?”
“The funny thing about that is...”
“I knew it. Llanwyn is sending you away again.”
Isaacar had been completely oblivious to what had been going on, “What do you mean?”
“One of the reasons that she has kept you busy is to seperate you from me. She doesn’t want us together because of an ancient Vellosian argument.”
“What?”
“Before the Colonial Council had colonised the area of what is now the Auroran empire, there was a debate among the Vellos that a Vellos should not a marry...”
“Marriage!”
She ignored him, “...a Vellos of another.”
“Why not?”
“It was suppossed to show that over time the Vell-os would form seperate castes, if you will. It was more of an idea to segregate them.”
“Sounds stupid.”
“It is. My Aunt was not in favor of it, but she is used to the customs that were formed from that time period. If we did get married, she would not appose it, but she doesn’t think that we should come into much contact before then.” She shook herself out of it. “So where are you going?”
“Llanwyn has asked me, Kilre, and Msi to go attempt to negotiate with the Wraith.”
“Many Polaris pilots that I have spoken to have said that such creatures are beautiful, but dangerous. It is unclear what would happen if Vell-os tried to talk to him. I will be very interested to see what happens...just don’t get yourself hurt Isaacar.” She hugged him.
He chuckled, “No, I won’t...Don’t worry.” They stood there standing, as his thoughts began to ponder a subject that was on his mind lately...

Kilre, Msi, and Isaacar stood on the space port. The three had decided to all travel in Arrows for the event, which would be easy. Msi and Kilre formed their ships and took off. Isaacar was about to when Jiilwen ran up. “Isaacar, I have a gift for your journey.” she put it in his hand, “Good Luck.” She kissed him on the cheek, then casually turned and walked off. Isaacar looked in his hand, a bracelet that was Auroran in design but obviously modified using her Vell-os powers was in it. He slipped it on before forming his arrow and taking off.

After 25 days the trio reached one of the rumored locations where gas planets were. There the wraiths were like an army. They didn’t attack the three they just flew around them curiously. Msi and Kilre elected Isaacar to try to communicate. <can you hear me>
<who are you>
<my name is isaacar i live a long way down south>
<where the persecutors are>
<much further i have been asked to come here to talk to your leader>
<he is not in this system he is a long way away>
<alright many wise have sought the answer to this question why do they persecute you>
<i dont know>
<why do you retaliate>
<what would you do> the Wraith was becoming uncooperative.
<thank you> he closed off communication to them. No matter which one they talked to the Vell-os could not get an answer. It was almost like they were hiding something. Msi rejected the idea <what do they have to hide>
<maybe the roots of this war>
<it has nothing to profit them with they are just being a cautious people we wont be able to get any more out of them>
<what are you suggesting>
<there is nothing else to reveal these wraith are obviously a generation or two behind their predecessors did not tell them the reason why they are persecuted i bet that there would be something in the polaris records in kelarly>
<the only problem is that if we return empty handed the nilkemorya will begin to question our usefulness>
<what else can we do>
<nothing>kilre concluded. The three headed south, towards Mjolnir...

Isaacar, Msi, and Kilre were gliding through the SPC-1414 system when a Federation patrol entered the system. Msi, Kilre and Isaacar easily destroyed the small convoy before any damage was done. Kilre mentioned with some dismay that these men likely would never have known why they died, why they fought, and who they fought against. The hopelessness of the situation was very deriding for Isaacar, however, it taught him that he only chance for survival was to strike first, and train more than he had. He vowed that when he got back to the station, he would train as soon as possible...

As the 3 arrows touched down on Mjolnir, an army of Mu’hari/Paedt approached them. They however were dissapointed to learn that though contact had been made with the wraith, they had yet to negotiate with them. Even though this step was large, there was more to do. Llanwyn noted this in the debreifing process, but the discovery had been very important. <however there is other more important news nirvana completed terraforming its first planet becoming the first private company to successfully do that in more than three hundred years they are currently looking for a second planet right now>
<and>
<i thought you should know as we are going to attempt to employ them>
<let me guess we are going to need a negotiator>
<correct you will have a partner on this mission though she will meet you outside of the building since this mission should be done speedily i am suggesting you two take darts>
<alright>
<good luck>

As Isaacar stepped out of the building he was approached by Jiilwen. She smiled, “I just heard that you arrived. I’m glad you made it safely.”
“So am I.”
“Come on, what do you want to do before my aunt gives you your next mission?”
“Well, the funny thing about that is that she already assigned one to me.”
“Where?”
“They want me to go negotiate with Nirvana Terraforming Company. Apparently Llanwyn has picked out a world she wants us to live in.”
“I just got assigned to the same project.” He was somewhat stunned, but was very pleased...

This post has been edited by Charon : 10 February 2005 - 06:28 PM

Article V is being written as we speak. I'll update you as soon as possible.

This post has been edited by Charon : 30 January 2005 - 01:18 AM

This one wouldn't fit at the end of the first four, so here is article 5, probably the longest yet,
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Article V of the Kentorian Epic
Isaacar and Jiilwen had a pleasant journey in their darts, and were well refreshed when they landed on Misfire. The couple must have made a strange site. Jiilwen dressed in ancient Vell-os apparel, like most on Mjolnir did, and Isaacar with his muscular body showing underneath his clothing from the Auroran empire. Tattoos were littered across the man’s body. But both of them shared long hair draped down to their shoulders.
The two walked into the Nirvana office, where the secretary asked them why they needed to talk to Mr. Fusha. Jiilwen stepped forth, “We are a private group who has interests in Mr. Fusha’s terraforming company, Nirvana.”
The secretary, somewhat bewildered by the two, walked into Fusha’s office and relayed the message to him. He walked outside of his office, and he too was somewhat shocked by the appearance of the two Vell-os. “How...may I help you?” He stumbled in his words.
Isaacar stepped forth. “We should like to employ you on a planet in the Auroran Empire. We beg of you to reserve your services until you have had a chance to meet with our leader.”
“This offer is most intriguing. Tell me, what kind of pay would we be talking about?”
“I can’t give you any details until you meet with our leader, but let’s just assume that the number is very high. In fact, take this chip as a good will. I suspect we will see you again soon?”
“I think that a job in the Auroran Empire would be very interesting. We will certainly have to discuss with your leader...”
“Llanwyn.”
“Llanwyn it is. We shall see you again soon I hope, young masters.” As the two were walking out of the office, Isaacar’s communicator beeped. “Kuron...how are you?”
“Good kid. Any chance of coming back any time soon?”
“Am I needed?”
“It would be nice...we’re going to launch a convoy on the Moashi border, to test their strength. You’d have to come soon though.”
“Actually, I’m in Federation space right now on Vell-os business, with a good friend.”
“We’d love to have your friend visit us.”
“I’ll ask her what she thinks. Alright, hold on for a minute.”
He turned to Jiilwen. “Want to visit the Heraan House?”
“What?”
“The Moash are the people who enslaved my planet. They are in a constant war with my battle brothers, the Heraan. I’ve been asked to aid in a convoy against the Moash. Would you like to come?”
“I’m fine with it, it’s just that Llanwyn would hang us if she knew about it.”
“We’ll call her, she would agree to let us.”
She looked at him sarcastically, “You have your own house there?”
“I have a battle cruiser. Do you want to?”
“Alright, but let’s go get some food first, I’m starved.” The two walked off, holding hands, and not even realizing it...

“Kuron!” Isaacar waved him over among all of the other ships. Jiilwen and he were waiting for him. Kuron heard him and ran to him. “Glad you could make it, Isaacar. And who is the young lady?”
“Kuron, this is Jiilwen, she’s a good friend of mine, she was a Vell-os communicator a long time ago, but basically she fell asleep till right before Llanwyn and her group came.”
“I see, well the pleasure is mine.”
“No, sir it is mine.” She bowed.
“Alright, Kuron, who will I follow?”
“You will take the Pathfinder behind the Thurokiir in the Thunderforge. An assault upon the Moash such as this will show us their strong points, and reveal their weak ones.”
“Why would you need to know their strong points?”
“The Thurokiir and I have our reasons, you will be breifed when the information becomes vital for you to carry out your mission. For now, your duties are to aid the Thurokiir as well as possible. He would like you, as well as all the other members in his squadron, to meet with him.”
“What of the Kentorian Guard?”
“They are going to be guarding our rear. Good Luck, Isaacar.”

Jiilwen and Isaacar walked into the breifing room and sat at two of the chairs. Bazara, a long-time warrior, and the famed “Wolf” set themselves at two of the other chairs. An old Heraan warrior who was completely covered with tattoed kills set himself at the head of the table. The five chairs were completely filled, so the old man started. “I am Techerakh, Thurokiir of the Heraan House. I have met you Wolf, and you as well, Bazara. But you two” he pointed at the two Vell-os, “I have not had the pleasure of meeting.”
“I am Captain Isaacar, I owe your house allegiance in turn for promised help to free my planet Kentoria. I’m sure you have heard of me, because for some reasons I have Vell-osian powers.”
“Yes, I recall Kuron talking alot about you. And your little las?”
“I am Jiilwen, compatriot of Captain Isaacar. If I am correct, it was you who rescued the Vell-os from the Federation sir.”
“Yes...but I do not recall you...oh yes that’s right, you’re the Vell-os who woke up right before I came.”
“Yes.”
“Well in that case, I am glad that we shall have you along, and I believe that Mr. Isaacar is most lucky to have you aboard the Pathfinder.” He winked at Isaacar. “Alright, gentlemen, down to business. Our personal attack will be on the station Anex, in the Moash Eplic system. We will be the first to enter the system. It is rumored that a Moashi convoy is due to be moving through the system at the time, so we will rip through them. The ships in the station will attack us for destroying the convoy...and our ships will jump into the system. Once there an army of Wild Geese will land on the station. If all goes according to plan, our squadron should meet them there. It will be a solid victory. Any questions?”
The two other men shook their heads. <sounds reasonable to me jiilwen what do you think>
<his contacts are well placed yes it is a very good plan> The two nodded their heads.
“Alright, it’s agreed, gentlemen, I will meet you in the Vantra system in six days. From there we will launch off.”
The four stood and left the room, leaving Techerakh to his paperwork. Outside of the conference room the “Wolf” greeted the two Vell-os, “It is a pleasure to meet you, Isaacar. I have heard much about how you saved the Heraan not more than a year ago. If I am correct, you have been under the service of the Vell-os since?”
“Yes...only I am hoping to fight more alongside my battle brothers of late. Let me assure you, the Moash and Federation will feel our bite soon.”
“So I see. I actually am from the Federation. However, it has become corrupt and dishonorable. The Bureau controls everything as I am sure that you are aware. I will look forward to fighting alongside you.”
“And you.” The “Wolf” parted after Bazara, who inevitably was headed towards the bar.
“So, Madame, would you like to see your quarters?”
“I would be delighted.” Jiilwen grinned.

“Well, here it is.” Isaacar said as he undid the hatch to the ship. Inisde his escort of Auroran warriors stood. Beside them was Hiel.
“Sir.”
“Have you made room for our guest?”
“Aye Aye.”
“Show us to it.”
“Yes.” The company made it down the hall to where Jiilwen’s room was.
“Will this do, Madame.” Heil asked. The room was neat and tidy, circular, a big bed, a desk, etc. However, the walls and roof were covered with Vell-osian art. It was done quite masterfully. The glorious art on the walls made even the most modern of artists look pathetic.
A stunned Jiilwen muttered some sort of approval. Isaacar grinned. He had painted the room last time he was on a long voyage in it, and had used it as a study for a time. Now it was refitted for Jiilwen, which he knew she would like. “Jiilwen, would you like a tour of the ship?”
Still a little mesmerized, she turned, “No thank you. I am tired from the long day. I would like to get some sleep.”
“Alright, I will have someone knock on your door when it is time for dinner. After which we’ll take off.”
“Alright.” Isaacar turned to walk off, “Oh, and Isaacar,”
“Yes?”
“Thankyou.”
He nodded at her as she shut her door...

“Alright men, it is ready. Launch...” The hulking Pathfinder took off from the planet below. It was not alone, many other ships were taking off from Heraan at the time, and Isaacar began to wonder how their fleet had grown so large. That question would be answered later, for now he headed towards his destination. In his Auroran Cruiser he plowed through the spaceways. In front of him was the Thunderforge which had proven itself to be a virtual demon when faced in battle. Alongside were the Wolf and the Warpath the ships of Kar Hallarn and Bazara. Both were powerful cruisers as well. As the gravity mark grew further and further away, they took off into the abyss...

The Vantra system was filled to the brim with ships of all shapes and sizes. The House had hired a small fleet of Wild Geese to aid them in their raid, therfore about seven Mod. Starbridges stood ready to take off, Eamon Flannigan, whom was called Archinadar, glided gracefully through in his flagship. The plan was well known, and even if the Moashi Council had heard of it by now, there was virtually nothing that they could do to stop the invasion. Once Anex was added to the Heraan arsenal, the Moash would lose a large section of their invasion capabilities. The Heraan could easily overpower the Moash elsewhere, and the Moash would be forced to pull troops from their border to protect their coreworlds. The Victory would be useful in politics as well, before long, the Moashi War Machine would fall...

The squadron landed in the Moash Eplic system. As expected, the Moashi convoy were moving through the system. The Heraani squadron tore through them like a wolf in the sheep flock, utterly destroying them. Enraged Moashi warships flew out of the station and before long, the four ships were outnumbered utterly. Isaacar counted twenty capital ships, and countless smaller ones. Things looked grim. However, the Heraani fleet landed into the system.
The battle completely took the Moash by surprise. The Squadron destroyed the nearest ships, then headed towards the station. They landed just as the Wild Geese did...

As the battle outside the station raged, with the Heraani obviously winning, the battle for the station was still taking place. The Heraani and Wild Geese threw themselves at the assembling ranks of Moashi warriors. Gaining control of the space port, Jiilwen and Isaacar led the assault on the barracks. Busting into the door, they quickly ran rampant. A Wild Geese Commander smiled at Isaacar, “Well, we’re all done here.” However just then a Moashi warrior leaped out of nowhere, sword drawn. Without thinking, Isaacar put his Flower of Spring through the poor sap’s heart. The end result being a body lieing on the floor. The Commander smiled again, “Good to meet you. You must be this Isaacar I keep hearing about from your Thurokiir.”
“Yes, I’m afraid that I didn’t catch your name.”
“Eamon Flannigan. You can call me Archinadar.”
“Eamon Flannigan?”
“Yes. You are close to our Thurokiir, and you lead the Wild Geese. It is a pleasure to meet you.”
“And you, if you had not had such quick thinking, I would be screwed right now. I’m glad you appeared. I would like more time to talk to you, but we are required outside. I will see you after the battle.”
Jiilwen hugged Isaacar’s arm, “Well, what next?”

Jiilwen and Isaacar reached Techerakh and his warriors just as they were assaulting the quarters of the Dockmaster. The Dockmaster opened the door, only to be confronted by Techerakh. “Sir, I request your immediate surrender.”
The dockmaster looked carefully behind the thug team and saw Anex being laid waste to. Hesitantly, he drew his sword and gave it to Techerakh who smiled. “Lock him in his room.” He pulled out his communicator, and called his squad teams, “Alright it’s over, let’s get this place cleaned up.”

The War Room of Anex was filled with various captains, mostly members of “The Pack,” the assault force led by Kal Hallarn. Jiilwen and Isaacar were sitting close to the Mundokiir (Kuron) and the Thurokiir who had beside them the previous dockmaster. Some important captains, and Eamon Flannigan sat at the table as well. Kuron began, “We, military captains and warriors of the Heraan House have decided to accept the complete surrender of the Moashi Warriors on the Moashi station Anex. You have been gathered together to decide what to do with the station now under our control. Beginning will be the previous dockmaster.”
“I...have seen your house’s greatness in battle. The Vell-os and Thunderforge truly are your greatest assets. I compliment you all. However, speaking in terms of strategy...I would offer to sell the station to the Moashi Council or to the Central Auroran Government.” He sat down. Boos ocurred from the table, and many laughed at his proposal. Everyone knew that the Auroran central gov. was controlled by the Moashi dogs, so there was no point selling it to the Auroran central gov.
The next person around the table spoke, his name was Nuada Skullsplitter, “Here Here. However thoughtful our Moashi friend might be, he has neglected the fact that the Moash have deliberately abused their power over the Central Auroran Gov. This will not be allowed to continue. As long as we have this station, the Moashi will view it as a threat. A large portion of their fleet production capabilities and their border fleet has been destroyed. We will keep it in defiance of the first family, which will not hold that title much longer.”
His companions in the pack stood and clapped. As did many of the captains around the table. The next couple to speak praised Nuada’s speech and agreed with him completely. However, silence ocurred as Eamon Flannigan stood. “Many of you know me well as Archinadar. Today news has come that has brought me despair. New Ireland has been...destroyed. All that remains is a smoking shell.” Many gasps around the table, and many shouted threats of anger, swearing to avenge Archinadar with wrath upon the Federation. “We will be attempting to terraform it, however since I am down here I might ask for shelter with the Heraan House until our home planet is restored.” Almost everyone around the table stood and clapped, and many cheers of approval were heard.
The next captains chose to pass. Captain Isaacar was up next, “Friends, I only joined you a short time ago. Yet, you have embraced me as a brother. Our battle brother, Archinadar, is without a home! This cannot continue! Our numbers are not sufficient to hold this station on our own. However, I do believe that with the aid of Archinadar, Anex will be held. I suggest that we and the Wild Geese form a joint operation to use this station for the good of both of our peoples.” Again cheers and approval, Archinadar stood and clapped. He looked into Isaacar’s eyes, and gave a look of overwhelming gratitude.
“All who agree with Captain Isaacar’s proposition say Aye.” Cheers and approval of the common ground spread across the room. “It is unanimous then, Commander Eamon Flannigan, welcome to Anex, good luck.”

Jiilwen and Isaacar were eating their dinner at the bar later that night. The food was decent, and they were discussing what to do next. “Our work is finished here, Isaacar. It has been three weeks since the station was taken over. It has crippled the Moashi fleets, and the backlash received was no more than a small convoy attacking alertness, which was easily defeated, mind you.”
“Yes...I agree. I am eager to return to Mjolnir, and continue my training. The Moash have fallen. Soon the Heraans will lead the fight.” He put his arm around her. She hugged him tight.
“Excuse me, may I interrupt.” Kuron stepped in. “Isaacar, there are some promotions on your ship to go through, I want you to take care of it. There is a small problem, however. Your first mate, Heil, a good man, is being granted a Captain’s Commission over the Pathfinder. An order has been placed for you for one of the thunderforges. It will be ready on Heraan in about six months, but finding a crew for it will take another six months. So if you’re planning to go on one of your jaunts, now would be the perfect time. As you know, things have settled down, and Techerakh has officially given Flannigan control of the station. He left two weeks ago, and I am leaving tomorrow. Good luck Lad wherever you’re going.” He stood up, but before turning smiled, “Your Kentorian guard did masterfully, however, they are skilled right now. I think that it would be wise to take them to Llanwyn for training.” He winked at the couple and continued.
Isaacar smiled at Jiilwen who only smiled back...

Article VI of the Kentorian Epic

The fleet of Vellosian ships sailed through the Auroran spaceways without trouble, that is until they arrived on Pilot as a last stop. The group was in the bar when a young Dani warrior crossed paths with Isaacar. An argument ensued, and Isaacar raised his hand to give the Dani a migraine he would never forget. Jiilwen was sitting, talking to another Vell-os when it ocurred. Quickly she contacted him, <dont do it isaacar it is not honorable>
<he started it hes just getting what he deserves>
<no you are so powerful now that such a move would kill the dani better to face him in a duel than commit such an atrocity>
<fine> “I know how we can complete this. I challenge you to a duel.”
“I will meet you tomorrow in space, I suspect you’re not going to want a second?”
“Nor you. I will see you then, don’t drink yourself to death by then, I want a fair shot at you.” The two continued on their ways. Isaacar slumped himself over a drink at the bar...brooding.

The next day the duelist was waiting in space for Isaacar. Apparently the Dani had not known that Isaacar was a Vell-osian. Isaacar offered a truce and a cold drink at the bar to forget it all, but the Dani stated that he had been wronged, and Vell-osian or not, he would have his revenge. Isaacar shook his head, and with a continuous blast from his Autum Petal, he annihilated the poor abomination. As he prepared to hyperspace, he could still sense the escape pod hurtling through the system...

The fleet glided into the system. There, Irli and the others escorted them onto deck with Vell-osian arrows. Once the ships were diffused, Llanwyn approached Jiilwen and Isaacar who were chatting on a bench. “Alright you two...I need to know some info.”
“Such as?” Jiilwen asked.
“The meeting with Nirvana. How did it go?”
“The man said that he would hold all other offers until he met with you. I have reason to believe he will accept, as I told him the pay would be very handsome.” Isaacar responded.
Llanwyn turned grave. “Why do you think I want to move to a new location?”
“I don’t know.”
“Because the Polaris have a new Bis, one that doesn’t exactly support the Vell-osian cause. She is the only one who can suggest laws, and our annual paycheck renewal is coming up. It is doubtful whether she will suggest it. I have been told that donations would come in anyway, but some of the new generation of Polaris are beginning to get restless. They are wondering what we are doing for them.”
Jiilwen muttered in anger, “We gave our entire culture for them.”
“Yes,” Llanwyn continued, “There is one who is influencing them. His name is Kiilrem’shi. He is the only surviving Polaran from their Civil War several hundred years ago. He is rumored to be part Auroran. Apparantly he doesn’t quite appreciate what we did for him.”
“How to deal with him though?” Isaacar asked.
“I don’t quite know...Meet me in the Conference room, there we will see what we can do for it.” Llanwyn walked off pondering the answer. Leaving Jiilwen and Isaacar to themselves again...

“This meeting has been called among you because you have not failed me before, and because everyone else is working on a special project for me. Kilre, Msi, Isaacar, and Jiilwen. You four have to find this Kiilrem’shi. Because he is an honored member of the Kel’arly, he will be hard to find. He was last seen on Nil’kemorya. He was teaching some new students. I believe you could catch him if you wanted to. From time to time he visits an Auroran Warrior on the planet Arabus. When you find him, you are to share the Vell-osian history with him. Don’t open his mind to the Universe, just make him feel our sacrifices. I am sending with you Kiilru’wen. He was the Vell-os we captured in our battle against the Feds. He is the oldest living being in the Universe, and was born not long after Vell-os was colonized. He will be a valuable asset in this conquest. Jiilwen and Isaacar, I need to speak to you before you leave. Good Luck.”

Llanwyn led the two to the space port. <you both have become t1s watch carefully as i show you how to make your javelins> She formed the Javelins, showing every single little aspect of it. The Winter Tempest was by far the most powerful weapon that either had ever used. Their newest ship was far easier to control, and was a powerful weapon. <use this gift well my children> With that she left them standing there. The other three emerged from the building. “Well, are we going to do this or what?” The five Javelins took off through space...

The inhabatants of Nil’kemorya were built on a society evolved around the prospects of death. When they saw the Javelins approaching, they prepared for battle, for defense. As the five landed, they were greeted by the chief in command of the planet, after speaking quietly with Msi for fifteen minutes, he recalled his troops, and the planet dropped its defenses. The two approached the group.
“You are looking for Master Kiilrem’shi. He is respected, but noone on this planet gives a...”
“We get the idea Commander.” Kilre started, “He is a respected warriors, but politics is not his game, and loyalty is not his strong suite.”
“In a form. He would never go so far as to betray the Polaris in any way, shape, or form, but he has always considered the Vell-os a coincidence, and that the Polaris should look out for themselves, and not aid anyone. An isiolationist if I ever knew one. He has the audience of the Bis, because he is related to her, and her parents he saved from the Fed’s in a mammoth battle in the Polaris system. Your leader has lead you well, he has headed down to Arabus. I believe one of you knows the way.” He pointed at Isaacar...

As they touched down, the man was in the space port. He was not one to run away, and he approached them. “I suppose Mu’Randa sent you?”
“No, Llanwyn.” Msi said. “We have a gentleman here who even for a Vell-os is old. He looks frail, but he is easily the strongest amongst us. His name is Kiilru’wen. And we were ordered to escort him to you.”
Msi stepped back, and Kiilru’wen stepped forward. “Prepare yourself young one, for our history shall be taught to you in the fullest. With that he revealed the Vell-osian history to the Old Man.
Within thirty seconds, the old man replied, this time with a better tone, “I had no idea. Your entire race has sacrificed greatly for us. I will change my position, you should face no more resistance.” With that he walked away...

Celebrations on Mjolnir were taking place as the fleet landed. Drink was passed around, and Llanwyn was even celebrating. Irli approached the five as the Javelins dissapated. “Thanks to you, our presence is not threatened any further.”
“What do you mean?” Kilre asked.
“The Feds had a plant in the system. He was manipulating Kiilrem’shi. Luckily, it has only been so for a couple months, since right after Jiilwen and Isaacar left. He has not been able to communicate to the Feds too much, but by now they must know the man was captured. He wasn’t relayed much information either, but he was about to be promoted. It is a good thing he was found out. He was a Vell-os as well. With the help of new Polaris technology, Llanwyn has taken him to Korrell and back already.”
The five stood aghast. Even the elder Kiilru’wen had not anticipated such a move. “I imagine that security measures will be improved drastically?”
“Yes.”
“Alright, I’m fine with that.” Suddenly a warning alarm went throughout the station. The Fed.s must have decided to attack while their guard was down. Ranks of Vell-osian ships took off from the system, and Jiilwen and Isaacar were left stranded on the station. <good luck>
<llanwyn wants me to stay on the station and incorporate strategy amongst the battle dont get yourself killed>
<alright> Isaacar formed his ship and took off from the pad after kissing her on the cheek...

Outside the battle was tipped into the Vell-osian hands. But at the head of the fleet was a masterful new ship. It was a RAGE Destroyer. With Polaris technology, it would be hard to destroy. Not only that but they had fitted it with Anti Vell-os Defenses. Isaacar, fearing none, deliberately disobeyed orders and attacked the ship. They traded rounds as the other Vell-os watched in fear. Finally the RAGE Destroyer exposed a weak spot in the Mental barrier, and destroyed the Javelin. Skillfully Isaacar brought one of his darts to him and landed into it. The dart finished off the ship masterfully. As the battle was completed Isaacar glided into Kilre’s deck, where he collapsed...

Kilre diffused his ship, Isaacar in his hands. Isaacar’s injuries ranged all over his mind, and his mental power was slowly growing weaker. As the group gathered around Isaacar, he was carried into a hospital. Jiilwen only looked on in disbelief...

“It was a good thing you allowed him to dock on your ship, Kilre, he wouldn’t make it. He did something that only a few Vell-os have accomplished to do in a battle, and that was to use one of his darts as an escape pod. This process takes a great toll on your mental energy, and he only had a few more minutes before he completely ran out. He’ll survive, but how long he will stay unconcious is not up to me.” After that the Polaris doctors shoved them out of the room...

It had been a week since he had been knocked out. Irli, Kentor, Jiilwen, Msi and Kilre were gathered in the room. Msi commented that he should have woken up by then. Suddenly he opened his eyes from the hospital bed, “Kilre, how many were on the ship?” The four had been utterly startled, and Kilre looked at him with disbelief. “How many were on the ship?”
Recovering from his shock, “I don’t know. I sensed the crew to quite large, somwhere in the fifties to sixties. Why?”
“I wonder what kind of tattoos the Heraan Command will issue for that one.”
“I’m sure it will be impressive. You have singlehandedly taken on the prototype vessel before it had a chance to send a report back to its superiors. Get some rest, you should be better by tonight, right?”
“Yes.”
“Good, we’ll see you then. Another thing that happened while we were gone was that Llanwyn finished her project that she wasn’t telling us about. You’ll see it then”...

Jiilwen hugged Isaacar’s arm as he walked into the mess hall. Everyone stopped talking and silenced themselves. The Vell-os were understanding, but the Polaris on the station viewed him as something of a celebrity now. Many before had come up and talked to him, even asked him about him when his next lecture would be for military strategy. He told them he hadn’t scheduled one before, but now he was in the open. He prepared to be bombarded by their requests, so he whispered to Jiilwen something about preparing to runaway from anyone who approached. Now they were under specific orders from Llanwyn not to approach him.
Llanwyn however walked up to him, “So, you are well?”
“Yes.”
“Good. We have something to show you.”
As Jiilwen and Isaacar were escorted by the Kentorian Guard, Kilre, Llanwyn, and Msi to the spaceport, a strange ship was waiting. The ship was like a green Vellosian Arrow.
“Isaacar,” Llanwyn explained, “This is the V.S.S. Mentre It is going to be the colony ship for us. It is composed of a small Polaris Skeloton. As you know, Polaris ships are biological, but the Mentre has been granted psychic powers. She has been trained to obey orders. Anywho, she makes an Arrow-like ship around her. As we do not want her to attempt to kill the first who wrongs her accidentally, we have taught her only the Flower of Spring. She has the mental capacity of a t3. However, this particular ship will not attempt to learn any new tricks unless I tell her to. Mentre has been fitted with a special long jump organ, going up to ten jumps. Her cargo will hold up to 500 tons, and as far as Vell-os ships, she will not be the strongest we have. But she could definitely destroy a dart.”
“It’s impressive. I am guessing that we are going to leave this station behind now?”
“No, but with all the incursions by the Federation, I would like a peaceful place for the new generations of Vell-os to grow. We will still leave a complimentary force on the station.”
“Huh?”
“He still doesn’t know, does he?”
Jiilwen shook her head. “Isaacar, Llanwyn has agreed to aid the Revolution on your planet, freeing your clan.”
“Another thing, I have contacted the Nirvana supervisor, and he has agreed to help terraform Llyrithra. I will pick them and all their equipment up on Nirvana. We will take them on Aurora, where we will talk with them and the Vella’s representatives, because technically the planet is in their space.”
The Kentorian Guard will be coming with me, as well as Kilre, Jiilwen, Kiilru’wen, and you.”
“What about Msi?”
“He has opted to stay and command the station in my absence. Don’t worry, you’ll see him again. Oh...and there is someone I want you to meet.” Out of the throng stepped a man who looked to have aged about up to 30. “This is Thias, he was born in captivity. He is the man who was planted in the Polaris system.”
“It is good to at last meet you. I have been freed from the Bureau’s reign, with your help. Further, my arrow was disabled with the RAGE Destroyer headed right towards me. You stopped its advance. For that I thank you.” The two shook hands. “You are the Commander of the Kentorian Guard, yes?” Isaacar nodded. “I would like to enlist under your command. My powers are the same as Irli and the others. I am a capable spy, after working with the Bureau all those years.” He said hopefully.
“I am commander, but, My boss, the Mundokiir, has further command. If you would like to join, you should come with us though, because everyone in the Kentorian guard has been oathed in as a warrior. While there, we shall see if you will be able to join. If you would like go with us to the Auroran Empire, we shall talk to the Mundokiir while we are in the Auroran Empire.”
“Thank you, Isaacar.”...

Improves as it goes along. Don't disappear - a little polish and this will be excellent.

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uhhhh........long story

im sorry for taking so long, school's been getting out of control lately. partly that, and i moved rooms, so, it's kinda hard with computers. anyway, long and short of it is im planning on posting the other articles, a couple of which are written, in a little while. since school got out today, expect to see another one up before the weekend's over.