From: Cat-Gonk <catgonk@hotmail.meeh.caheeh.com> Subject: Re: [PW!][NC] Before the Storm Date: Wednesday, July 21, 1999 2:26 AM Meeh! Meeh meeh 20 Jul 1999 10:43:19 GMT, caheeh meeh meeh bandraptor@aol.com (Bandraptor) meeh caheeh! > "By now, I am confident, that you have regained your memories, and recollect >the purpose of your excursion to the Earthan planet." Ros'co began, taking a >sip of his wine. > Car'tos nodded. "Conquest." > "That was the core objective, yes." the smaller alien mused. "However, at >your request, the invasion was preempted, granting you ample time to scout the >terrain." > "Right." > > "Car'tos," Ros'co hissed, "You have learned much about the Earthan race, >from your field work. You are an expert. Therefore, I seek your council. Would >it be wise to ally ourselves with the Earth creatures? And if not, what course >of action do you suggest we take?" > >TBC... (Okay then, maybe I'll cut in here. If anyone objects to this, notify me immediately. Beth, you're the only one to have read Emissary, so, here goes....) The "Shattered Dreams" sailed through the warp, it's twin prows cutting a path through the tides of chaos. Swirling energies trailed inits wake as it forged a path through the star lane, and into a new universe A sole figure stood out on the bridge, alone, the crew having retreated to their quarters for the "night". Theore Jann, Wind Priest of the Moluvia. Silver armour marked his status, and the relatively smooth insectoid helm denoted his new appointment. His first ever assignment for the High Lords. Though a Wind Priest for many years and a great fighter, he had never served the Moluvium until now. His charge was to secure the exit location of this star lane, to track where it ended and where the safest jump locations would be. If the auguries were correct, it would place them in an entirely new pocket system, away from the Moluvia and the New Realm. The war was still raging for control of Solar and the rescue of the Baron, but it was only a matter of time. And in the star-lane, everything was peaceful. But the winds of the warp were fickle beings The star lane collapsed. Warp travel was far from perfected, even for a millenia-old race as the Moluvians. His twin pairs of hands clasped firmly to the guiderail, the Wind Preist offered up a prayer to the Emperor before the Shattered Dreams was hurled into the chaos of unprotected warp space, reality trailing in its wake. ------- "Priest Jann! Are you alright?" A Spiderette-mounted soldier helped the Wind Priest to his feet. His helm was discarded, the atmosphere breatheable. "Where are we?" Blue grass. Scarlet skies (is this right?) It could have been Alkyr, but for the chronograph on Theore's wrist. Seven million years into the future. TBC.... (Could someone fill me in here? I've missed a LOT of this thread, and don't quite know what Tie'nek looks like. Wasn't there a WG for Tie'nek?) (And if I can join this thread, there is fanart already scanned in for Theore.) Cat-Gonk. ---------------------------- Do you believe in Goddish? Azure Heights Theorist Prime. http://www.geocities.com/~korelano/ Keeper of the Wigglytech. http://yoda.pagehub.com -GOT WIGGLY? Host of "Sunday Night with Cat-Gonk". http://members.xoom.com/pokezine/ "Let you not mistake your duty as I mistook my own. I came into this village like a bridgegroom to his beloved, bearing gifts of high religion; the very crowns of holy law I brought, and what I touched with my bright confidence , it died; and where I turned the eye of my great faith, blood flowed up. Beware, cleave to no faith were faith brings blood. It is mistaken law that leads you to sacrifice. Life, life is God's most precious gift; no principle, however glorious, may justify the taking of it." -Reverend Hale Arthur Miller's "The Crucible."