Soell Alberio
Camellia
[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]
The space around Kaeshana was certainly a peaceful seeming one. Ice blue eyes stared out at the planet taking up more and more of the view in front of the Gozanti Cruiser. Hecate smiled somewhat looking upon the world the ship was approaching. A world where she would soon be landing and hopefully be finding new direction on. Along with the other Echani women, her friends she supposed, who had left their homeworld of Eshan with her after their service in the planetary militia. None of them could simply stand ending up being used as pawns for other means than to defend their homeworld from direct threats. Instead they watched as others dragged their people into conflicts and slowly handed themselves slowly over to be more controlled by a galactic power. An insane one at that. The existing Galactic Republic was truly filled with chaos in Hecate's opinion, and nothing like previous incarnations in history, that would have been more worthy to serve in. But for the Echani and their world to chafe and be at the beck and call of such did not appeal to Hecate, especially if others of her people were slowly causing it to happen and she could do nothing.
So it was she left when given a decent opportunity to do so, when this small patrol vessel had been decommissioned for more modern designs despite the Gozanti's impressive standard armaments and hull. Though Hecate did agree it was a slower ship. And small! At least when compared to the Eldorai ships Hecate had seen as the Gozanti Cruiser had passed them earlier, without trouble after a brief communication of identity since Hecate and her companions had already made contact ahead of arriving that they would be coming, and boy were the ships Kaeshana employed large. Both definitely had to be near 1000 meters long. At only 41 Meters the former Echani Militia patrol cruiser was definitely tiny. Nonetheless Hecate loved the design of the Gozanti Cruiser she and her fellow Echani were arriving in. It was as well armed as many corvettes three or four times its size and just as durable. And even if it was also robust, it definitely wasn't as. . . . well she'd say her opinion honestly ugly. After everything she had heard, she would have thought an Eldorai ship would be more elegant and graceful than the cumbersome and monstrous designs she had just seen. It made her worried the rest of Kaeshana wouldn't match her expectations. . . .
But she was glad to be wrong once the ship descended into the atmosphere and made its way toward the world's capital. Along the way Hecate couldn't help but be taken aback at the vibrant landscapes that seemed brighter than her world's own, with more sunlight. And things only impressed the young Echani woman more once she caught site of the capital city of Santaissa. Passing over the city towards where Firemane's HQ just some ways outside the Eldorai's pride. Hecate hadn't even noticed she wasn't the only one staring out the viewport anymore as a few other of the ship's crew gazed at the white stone city that had an air of strength, age, elegance, and beauty to it.
It was almost a shame as the hangers of Firemane grew closer and they moved further away from the city, but Hecate was feeling energized like she hadn't been in a while. She felt there was going to be a lot more here she could finally work towards than she had to work with in the last few years.
The space around Kaeshana was certainly a peaceful seeming one. Ice blue eyes stared out at the planet taking up more and more of the view in front of the Gozanti Cruiser. Hecate smiled somewhat looking upon the world the ship was approaching. A world where she would soon be landing and hopefully be finding new direction on. Along with the other Echani women, her friends she supposed, who had left their homeworld of Eshan with her after their service in the planetary militia. None of them could simply stand ending up being used as pawns for other means than to defend their homeworld from direct threats. Instead they watched as others dragged their people into conflicts and slowly handed themselves slowly over to be more controlled by a galactic power. An insane one at that. The existing Galactic Republic was truly filled with chaos in Hecate's opinion, and nothing like previous incarnations in history, that would have been more worthy to serve in. But for the Echani and their world to chafe and be at the beck and call of such did not appeal to Hecate, especially if others of her people were slowly causing it to happen and she could do nothing.
So it was she left when given a decent opportunity to do so, when this small patrol vessel had been decommissioned for more modern designs despite the Gozanti's impressive standard armaments and hull. Though Hecate did agree it was a slower ship. And small! At least when compared to the Eldorai ships Hecate had seen as the Gozanti Cruiser had passed them earlier, without trouble after a brief communication of identity since Hecate and her companions had already made contact ahead of arriving that they would be coming, and boy were the ships Kaeshana employed large. Both definitely had to be near 1000 meters long. At only 41 Meters the former Echani Militia patrol cruiser was definitely tiny. Nonetheless Hecate loved the design of the Gozanti Cruiser she and her fellow Echani were arriving in. It was as well armed as many corvettes three or four times its size and just as durable. And even if it was also robust, it definitely wasn't as. . . . well she'd say her opinion honestly ugly. After everything she had heard, she would have thought an Eldorai ship would be more elegant and graceful than the cumbersome and monstrous designs she had just seen. It made her worried the rest of Kaeshana wouldn't match her expectations. . . .
But she was glad to be wrong once the ship descended into the atmosphere and made its way toward the world's capital. Along the way Hecate couldn't help but be taken aback at the vibrant landscapes that seemed brighter than her world's own, with more sunlight. And things only impressed the young Echani woman more once she caught site of the capital city of Santaissa. Passing over the city towards where Firemane's HQ just some ways outside the Eldorai's pride. Hecate hadn't even noticed she wasn't the only one staring out the viewport anymore as a few other of the ship's crew gazed at the white stone city that had an air of strength, age, elegance, and beauty to it.
It was almost a shame as the hangers of Firemane grew closer and they moved further away from the city, but Hecate was feeling energized like she hadn't been in a while. She felt there was going to be a lot more here she could finally work towards than she had to work with in the last few years.