https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=siF-aZwLZ5w
Location: Orbit, Cardan V-class Space Station
Quest: To Seek the Holy Grail
Tag: [member="Siyndacha Aerin"] | [member="Kyrana Gould"]
In terms of receptiveness to his teachings, Siyndacha Aerin was leaps and bounds ahead of [member="Spark Finn"]. In terms of tangible skill, Spark Finn was leaps and bounds ahead of Siyndacha Aerin. But that was no problem. All that was needed was proper time and investment, which Adekos happened to be giving in the form of a lecture on board one of the four Cardan V-class Space Stations in orbit of Ruusan. Space stations were by far the best place to train non-hostile technopaths. Everything was metal. Everything was electronic. Aside from the occasional potted plant and the people working on the station, there wasn't anything organic to speak of.
"
Irek Ismaren," Adekos lectured, indicating a holographic projection of the man. Behind him a viewport showed the mountainous surface of Ruusan. "
Was a skilled technopath, but was hampered by the fact that he was essentially a brain dead mutant. You see, while Ismaren could control droids like you or I, his ability to manipulate them was because of rote memorization of the blueprints. Something that was only made necessary due to his disability. As we now know, anyone with the proper intuitive skill-"
The casual reader will of course be relieved to find out that the lecturing of Darth Adekos was cut short by the abrupt sounding of alarms, sparing them the meaningless drivel of someone who was far too invested in their imaginary skillset. Red emergency lights flooded the training room, and on cue the doors behind Adekos slid open to reveal a rather nervous looking Triumvirate Decanus. "Your grace, we're detecting several large hyperspace anomalies."
If there were a combination of four words that Adekos had absolutely no desire to hear, it was "several large hyperspace anomalies." That was the second place winner, come to think of it. First place was occupied by "[member="Natasi Fortan"] has died." Unfortunately, the galaxy was a cruel place and had vested interest in making sure Adekos was happy or content for only a few minutes out of each day. Large, simultaneous hyperspace anomalies could only mean a large invasion.
Who can it be
now?
"
How long do we have?"
"Ten- ah, fifteen minutes. The defense fleet is already mobilizing."
"
I'll be taking charge of the orbital defense." He looked over to Siyndacha. "
Follow me."
While Adekos made his way to the command bridge, the fleet outside was already bracing for the Sanctum's arrival. The Triumvirate fleet was flanked on both sides by Cardan-V Battlestations- one of which Adekos was presently standing on. The home field advantage, so to speak. Four stations were present in a box around the planet, so the Coalition would have encountered two no matter which direction they decided to approach from. The rules of convenience simply dictated that Adekos be on one of the stations they would have to get through.
The Coalition Fleet arrived just as Adekos had appeared on the bridge. A large holographic display occupied the center of the room, allowing easy viewing of both the Triumvirate forces and the newly arrived Coalition fleet. The presence of the Barsen'Thor was disconcerting, to say the least, but ultimately futile. The enemy fleet would break eventually into four elements- two flanking forces, one picket force, and a main body behind the picket force. Novel strategy, but the positioning of the Triumvirate fleet between the two stations would rebuff the flanking elements, or at least prevent them from striking the Triumvirate's fleet directly. Still, he had a few minutes before they pulled off into separate directions.
Of course, the picket fleet and Battlegroup Delta were right where they needed to be to directly assault the Triumvirate defense force. Of course, they would not get very far before being assailed by a form of warfare they were woefully unprepared to deal with. "
I want all three of the AXIOS AI on board the Primeval-classes linked, supported with the Partisan-classes. Every ship is to be synchronized. Have the Time Rifts ready to link and engage jamming on my mark."
Adekos believed in a little thing called electronic warfare, which he prepared even as the Triumvirate fleet took some token evasive maneuvers in the face of the initial shots fired by the Coalition forces. Shields were impacted, but the damage so far was minimal. Judging from their brazen charge, Darth Adekos did not suspect the Coalition fleet shared his belief in the power of electronic warfare. Perhaps once he reduced the Barsen'Thor to a smoldering wreck, he would convert them. The neural net created by the aforementioned vessels would be instrumental in coordinating the jamming efforts, which began promptly. "
Shut them down."
Malicious transmissions would slam into the still-grouped Coalition fleet and refuse to let up- such was the full power of the various EWAR vessels arrayed against them. Perhaps the outcome of the transmissions was not predetermined, but considering the Coalition forces lacked any tangible counter attacks to them on their vessels, it was only incredibly likely.
Sensors would display inaccurate fleet movements of both friendly and enemy forces. Coalition communication channels would be flooded with static inlaid with obnoxiously loud audio from the popular Rodian cooking show "Heck's Kitchen," starring the charmingly accented Grolimo Razma. More importantly, Coalition ships targeting systems would begin to malfunction and, sure enough, the vollies they fired at the Triumvirate fleet would likely begin to go wide. He suspected the targeting assistance on their point defenses would also be affected. There was only one way to find out.
"
Get every hellbore cannon in this fleet locked on to the Barsen'Thor." The Coalition fleet was starting to split. They would need to fire quickly. "
Fire when ready."
As a consequence of the neural net, Triumvirate fleet accuracy improved dramatically. It was never enough to simply handicap the enemy; it was always wise to reinforce ones own position while they were at it. The subsequent belch of twelve hellbore cannons would close the gap between the ships firing them and the Barsen'Thor fairly quickly. One way or another, Adekos intended to overload those shields of theirs.
Triumvirate ORBAT
