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Lor Star Navy 3rd Strike Group [AKA the Spear of the Republic]

.3 AUs from the remains of Lor Van

Lor time mark 1972.3 [April 7th (Terran Calendar)]


Chiliarch Valerius Detinson , was a high-ranking member of the Lor Star Navy.  In command of an unconventional warfare focused strike group, the Chilliarch was always ready for war.  The carriers in his fleet were armed enough with enough firepower to bombard any Khanate property for days on end.  A fact that his men were quick to brag about.  Those of whom weren't bragging about which generation clone of Valerius they were.  Despite the access to the advance medical technology of the Lor fleet, Chilliarch Detinson's body was a tapestry of his 70 years in the Star Navy.  Scars adorned every inch of his scalp.  A cybernetic replacement sat where his eye would be.  And even his uniform looked outdated by modern Lor military standards.


He was not exactly the sort of man to reach out lightly.  So the weight of what it meant when Valerius reached out with a coded message to the capital Valerius was not taken lightly by the Capital.  It wasn't long before many arms of the Lor Star Navy including the Republic Colonial Scout Corps and even the Praetorians were brought in.  So that Chilliarch Detinson could describe.  Two Lor exploratory vessels had managed to disappear without a trace.  It was confidential information that the Lor would not share with outside parties if given any other choice.


A week ago a second wormhole had appeared near the former capital of the Lor Republic.  Running parallel to the existing wormhole it created a somewhat stable Roman Ring with chronological readings whose applications had yet to fully be researched.  So two exploratory vessels complete with multiple armed scout ships were sent to survey the land once the wormhole was deemed stable.  But, as soon as they traversed through the spatial irregularity all contact was lost.  The ring is now showing signs of fracturing within another week and with it the wormhole.  If it disappeared before the missing Lor would be lost.  Possibly forever.

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The Traveller

The last time I was here the Lor had just about figured out basic firearms, it was a crazy time for all.”


Sitara had seen her share of dead or destroyed planets, civilization and races that existed only in her memories (and Ākāśavāni’s growing database). After the millennia she choose to celebrate the good in those lost, apart from the few that the galaxy was better off without.


So how do you want to handle this? We should at least try and gather data about this thing, natural or not, it is a thing of beauty.”

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"The mysteries of the infinite."  Jolan Zal Na'ar intoned formally from his seat, the simple robes of the ascetic followers of the Order of the Celestial Path draped over his form as he sat in meditive repose.  "Yes a thing of beauty and no small danger if these reports are accurate."


The Star Ranger he'd arrived with took another long drink of the caffeinated beverage she'd brought from her ship and scowled down at the display, "I know the damn thing gives me a headache what's that count for?"  she grumbled grumpily.  "Are we talking rescue or research here?  Thing seemed stable enough to send people in I assume you sent probes first?"

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