Post by Captain Alexander Kynes on May 26, 2007 8:49:11 GMT
Meanwhile, on the Olen homeworld...
Kynes walked along the promonade of the Central Olen Nexus of Zlaynii City, a slender Olen striding alongside him. Clad in his best dress uniform, Kynes was here on Olen as a Federation delegate. The tensions between the Olen people and the Norian tribes had escalated to such a point where the stability of the sector was at stake. The Olen were quite a bit more advanced as a society, and they were armed with much stronger technologies. The Norians, on the other hand were physically superior and reptillian in nature. Their primary strength was in their vast numbers across many planets in the surrounding systems. Every Norian was given military training from birth, and their social caste system was almost obsessively complex. According to the Olen, the barbarian tribes were exploiting lands reserved by the Olen Directory. The Norians (agressive by nature) were thirsty for interspecies warfare, and a war began.
Within a few solar months, 45 billion Norians had been slaughtered, as well as many Olen colonies and cities bombarded. The Norians had also infected the Olen populace with several lethal viruses that had been cured, but it had left a considerable portion of the Olen mutated and unable to bear offspring. Using guerilla tactics, the Norians had been able to cripple much of the Olen's off world operations. Both sides had suffered greatly at the hands of each toerh, and the populace of both sides just wanted peace. Enough was enough...
"It's a beautiful capital you have here, " remarked Kynes as he walked down a flight of stairs with Assistant Director Lavaan.
"We pride ourselves on the beautification of our settlements. It is a shame that these streets have been tainted by the fear of war... The Barbarians must be quelled, via diplomatic means or otherwise..."
Kynes nodded.
"To peace," Kynes saluted the Assistant Director, and continued down the promonade...
Kynes walked along the promonade of the Central Olen Nexus of Zlaynii City, a slender Olen striding alongside him. Clad in his best dress uniform, Kynes was here on Olen as a Federation delegate. The tensions between the Olen people and the Norian tribes had escalated to such a point where the stability of the sector was at stake. The Olen were quite a bit more advanced as a society, and they were armed with much stronger technologies. The Norians, on the other hand were physically superior and reptillian in nature. Their primary strength was in their vast numbers across many planets in the surrounding systems. Every Norian was given military training from birth, and their social caste system was almost obsessively complex. According to the Olen, the barbarian tribes were exploiting lands reserved by the Olen Directory. The Norians (agressive by nature) were thirsty for interspecies warfare, and a war began.
Within a few solar months, 45 billion Norians had been slaughtered, as well as many Olen colonies and cities bombarded. The Norians had also infected the Olen populace with several lethal viruses that had been cured, but it had left a considerable portion of the Olen mutated and unable to bear offspring. Using guerilla tactics, the Norians had been able to cripple much of the Olen's off world operations. Both sides had suffered greatly at the hands of each toerh, and the populace of both sides just wanted peace. Enough was enough...
"It's a beautiful capital you have here, " remarked Kynes as he walked down a flight of stairs with Assistant Director Lavaan.
"We pride ourselves on the beautification of our settlements. It is a shame that these streets have been tainted by the fear of war... The Barbarians must be quelled, via diplomatic means or otherwise..."
Kynes nodded.
"To peace," Kynes saluted the Assistant Director, and continued down the promonade...