Aesa Kerensky
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The Inner Sphere is weak. Infighting and petty politics has robbed them of any sense of unity, and now has been selected as the time to reclaim what was once yours. You know from information reaching Clan Wolf from the infiltrated agents of Wolf's Dragoons that the reasons for invasion given to the other clans is false. While they rush ahead to claim as much glory as they can with shock attacks, your clan has been selected to go between the Falcons and the Bears, with plenty of time to carefully scope out your targets, hunt them down, and finally claim the kills. You have been chosen to be part of Beta Galaxy, along with the sole member of the Dragoons to return - Natasha Kerensky.
Everything was abuzz on the Gun Carriage as it dropped into the target system, attached still via docking collar to the Arctic Wolf warship. Claxons blared, summoning the MechWarriors onboard to their OmniMechs in preparation for planetfall. The planet selected was called Blackstone, and the intelligence presented at the pre-jump briefing suggested that the Freebirth mechwarriors stationed there were far from the best, and their BattleMechs old and worn. The Galaxy Commander had informed everyone assembled that this would not be a fight in which glory would be heaped on the victor, but it would be an easily won world, where the citizens could be quickly re-educated, before a jump out to more important targets could be made. In a move to show how weak the defenders were, and probably gain favour for himself, only a single star of Omnis had been bid to the fighting, with support from a unit of auxiliary garrison Mechs.
The OmniMechs of the 1st Heavy Star, Beta Galaxy, were secure in their harnesses and awaiting their pilots. Two Timber Wolves, one Summoner, one Mad Dog, and finally a brand-new Ebon Jaguar.
The Inner Sphere is weak. Infighting and petty politics has robbed them of any sense of unity, and now has been selected as the time to reclaim what was once yours. You know from information reaching Clan Wolf from the infiltrated agents of Wolf's Dragoons that the reasons for invasion given to the other clans is false. While they rush ahead to claim as much glory as they can with shock attacks, your clan has been selected to go between the Falcons and the Bears, with plenty of time to carefully scope out your targets, hunt them down, and finally claim the kills. You have been chosen to be part of Beta Galaxy, along with the sole member of the Dragoons to return - Natasha Kerensky.
Everything was abuzz on the Gun Carriage as it dropped into the target system, attached still via docking collar to the Arctic Wolf warship. Claxons blared, summoning the MechWarriors onboard to their OmniMechs in preparation for planetfall. The planet selected was called Blackstone, and the intelligence presented at the pre-jump briefing suggested that the Freebirth mechwarriors stationed there were far from the best, and their BattleMechs old and worn. The Galaxy Commander had informed everyone assembled that this would not be a fight in which glory would be heaped on the victor, but it would be an easily won world, where the citizens could be quickly re-educated, before a jump out to more important targets could be made. In a move to show how weak the defenders were, and probably gain favour for himself, only a single star of Omnis had been bid to the fighting, with support from a unit of auxiliary garrison Mechs.
The OmniMechs of the 1st Heavy Star, Beta Galaxy, were secure in their harnesses and awaiting their pilots. Two Timber Wolves, one Summoner, one Mad Dog, and finally a brand-new Ebon Jaguar.
Tyra
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Information has come to the Ilkhan along with the rest of the Clans that the Inner Sphere is finally trying to unify itself. Suggestions are that they have found ways to manufacture older technology, and a new body is rising with its eyes fixed on Clan holdings. Now is the time to strike out at them. They think themselves strong, but a good blow from the forces of the Ghost Bear will show that they are weak, and not nearly ready for the war they want. Then, while they are reeling, it will be a straight run to Old Terra, victory, and the greatest honour any can have! None will stand against the Ghost Bear for long!
The warship dropped out of hyperspace directly above the target world of Porthos. It had been a tactical descision to assault the world first, using it as a jumping-off point to other systems. As with all periphery Inner Sphere worlds, this one had been reported as having a weak military presence - not that it mattered, as the Ghost Bear would smash through every opponent that presented themselves. A batchall had been presented to the world, but no reply had been forthcoming, and so a full trinary, along with Elemental support, had been bid to land on the world in order to capture it from whatever forces might try and put up a pitiful resistance. All the dropships were ready to launch, but the Elemental Star had been given the honour of going down ahead, making a sub-orbital drop in first, just to make sure nothing went awry
Information has come to the Ilkhan along with the rest of the Clans that the Inner Sphere is finally trying to unify itself. Suggestions are that they have found ways to manufacture older technology, and a new body is rising with its eyes fixed on Clan holdings. Now is the time to strike out at them. They think themselves strong, but a good blow from the forces of the Ghost Bear will show that they are weak, and not nearly ready for the war they want. Then, while they are reeling, it will be a straight run to Old Terra, victory, and the greatest honour any can have! None will stand against the Ghost Bear for long!
The warship dropped out of hyperspace directly above the target world of Porthos. It had been a tactical descision to assault the world first, using it as a jumping-off point to other systems. As with all periphery Inner Sphere worlds, this one had been reported as having a weak military presence - not that it mattered, as the Ghost Bear would smash through every opponent that presented themselves. A batchall had been presented to the world, but no reply had been forthcoming, and so a full trinary, along with Elemental support, had been bid to land on the world in order to capture it from whatever forces might try and put up a pitiful resistance. All the dropships were ready to launch, but the Elemental Star had been given the honour of going down ahead, making a sub-orbital drop in first, just to make sure nothing went awry
Velom Malfa
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It has come at last, time for the Falcon's wings to spread wide. Time for the talons to strike hard at those who have failed to govern themselves with any degree of honour. While the Falcon is on the outermost corridor, predictions are that the fighting will be easy, the opponents weak and easy prey, and plenty of spoils will be returned to clan space. Some have decried the ambitious speed planned for the assault, the limited resources being brought along, and the forces dedicated to the assault, but they are forgetting that only the one clan who reached Old Terra first will become the IlClan. And against such a weak foe, victory will be swift and certain.
The warships sped through space at top speed, docking arms extended with dropships clamped in place, ready to commence their invasion. It had been decreed that there would be no formal declaration of intent against the enemy, as intelligence had left no bout that the barbarians were unfitting of such an honour. Gyrfalcon Galaxy had been assigned three targets to assault as fast as possible, the world ahead being the first of these, appropriately named Last Chance. The assault plan was simple - a mixed star of Kit Fox and Mist Lynx Omnis was to drop down first right on top of the main stronghold's external Mech stables and take them out, so that the follow-up heavy and assault stars could crash through the remaining defenders and sweep out any opposition before there was any to be mounted.
It has come at last, time for the Falcon's wings to spread wide. Time for the talons to strike hard at those who have failed to govern themselves with any degree of honour. While the Falcon is on the outermost corridor, predictions are that the fighting will be easy, the opponents weak and easy prey, and plenty of spoils will be returned to clan space. Some have decried the ambitious speed planned for the assault, the limited resources being brought along, and the forces dedicated to the assault, but they are forgetting that only the one clan who reached Old Terra first will become the IlClan. And against such a weak foe, victory will be swift and certain.
The warships sped through space at top speed, docking arms extended with dropships clamped in place, ready to commence their invasion. It had been decreed that there would be no formal declaration of intent against the enemy, as intelligence had left no bout that the barbarians were unfitting of such an honour. Gyrfalcon Galaxy had been assigned three targets to assault as fast as possible, the world ahead being the first of these, appropriately named Last Chance. The assault plan was simple - a mixed star of Kit Fox and Mist Lynx Omnis was to drop down first right on top of the main stronghold's external Mech stables and take them out, so that the follow-up heavy and assault stars could crash through the remaining defenders and sweep out any opposition before there was any to be mounted.
Slayiana
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The Inner Sphere is weak. They were fools to not follow Keresky, and now is the time to teach them a lesson on how fat and unworthy they have become. The Smoke Jaguars have always been fast and fierce, and even if the information is true about their military build-up, it will be the Jaguars who will chase down their prey, slaughtering everyone who gets in their way, right to Old Earth! Then, and only then, will the clan become the Clan of Clans, and all others will acknowledge our rightful place!
Like true warriors, the main assault force of the Smoke Jaguars arrived in orbit over Santander's World and issued their challenge, being met by the man in charge, one Helmar Valasek. Old and overweight, his image personified the Inner Sphere freebirth surats, but honour had to be satisfied. Bids were made, OmniMechs and Elementals deployed to the site chosen, but were met with treachery and deceit. A full binary of Omnis and their escorting Elementals were caught in a trap and wiped out, reports suggesting that only four of the enemy Mechs being lost in return. The saKhan has declared the batchall to be null and void in the face of such dishonour, and now a full invasion of the small world is underway. The call to arms has been sounded, and all available OmniMechs have been loaded into the dropships, ready to launch down to the world below, and butcher those who would so callously break their word.
The Inner Sphere is weak. They were fools to not follow Keresky, and now is the time to teach them a lesson on how fat and unworthy they have become. The Smoke Jaguars have always been fast and fierce, and even if the information is true about their military build-up, it will be the Jaguars who will chase down their prey, slaughtering everyone who gets in their way, right to Old Earth! Then, and only then, will the clan become the Clan of Clans, and all others will acknowledge our rightful place!
Like true warriors, the main assault force of the Smoke Jaguars arrived in orbit over Santander's World and issued their challenge, being met by the man in charge, one Helmar Valasek. Old and overweight, his image personified the Inner Sphere freebirth surats, but honour had to be satisfied. Bids were made, OmniMechs and Elementals deployed to the site chosen, but were met with treachery and deceit. A full binary of Omnis and their escorting Elementals were caught in a trap and wiped out, reports suggesting that only four of the enemy Mechs being lost in return. The saKhan has declared the batchall to be null and void in the face of such dishonour, and now a full invasion of the small world is underway. The call to arms has been sounded, and all available OmniMechs have been loaded into the dropships, ready to launch down to the world below, and butcher those who would so callously break their word.
Leo Caldwell
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The Third Succession War is over, and to further increase power and stability in the region, the Lyran Alliance has formed a partnership with the Federated Sons under Katherine Steiner-Davion. Together, the FedCom is the largest military organisation since the Star League, and with aims to hold back the DCMS forces under House Kurita. Word is that there is a new war in the Periphery, but then there is always war in that region.
The Dracs had gone too far this time. Reports had come through that a cell of insurgents had pulled off a strike against a Davion stronghold. Most got away, but those that were captured were convinced to reveal their point of origin - Turtle Bay. House Steiner, in a show of solidarity with their neighbour, has agreed to send an expeditionary force into Combine territory in order to strike back. But this had to be done off the books, so a number of the existing merc contracts had their payments doubled in return for one, simple operation. Thor's Raiders, a company-strength outfit specialising in fast strikes with long range weapons, had already signed up, and had plenty of space in their holds for extra passengers. Crew compartments, on the other hand, may be a little cramped...
The Third Succession War is over, and to further increase power and stability in the region, the Lyran Alliance has formed a partnership with the Federated Sons under Katherine Steiner-Davion. Together, the FedCom is the largest military organisation since the Star League, and with aims to hold back the DCMS forces under House Kurita. Word is that there is a new war in the Periphery, but then there is always war in that region.
The Dracs had gone too far this time. Reports had come through that a cell of insurgents had pulled off a strike against a Davion stronghold. Most got away, but those that were captured were convinced to reveal their point of origin - Turtle Bay. House Steiner, in a show of solidarity with their neighbour, has agreed to send an expeditionary force into Combine territory in order to strike back. But this had to be done off the books, so a number of the existing merc contracts had their payments doubled in return for one, simple operation. Thor's Raiders, a company-strength outfit specialising in fast strikes with long range weapons, had already signed up, and had plenty of space in their holds for extra passengers. Crew compartments, on the other hand, may be a little cramped...