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Septim sits in his throne, thinking, when a messenger runs up.

"Emperor! We are under attack! Oceanus is being attacked by these weird serpent men!"

*Septim gets up.

"I will be right over there, inform the Dukes, tell them to send soldiers though the heart of Erabor!"

With that Septim ran over to his vault and put on his mithril armor, he hung a red cape over his shoulders and then picked up Icengard and buckled it. After that he picked up his shield, turned around, ran out, locked the vault, and went through the heart of Erabor.

Septim arrived in Oceanus to find it half destroyed with only a thousand men left of it's orignal five thousand.

"Lets see if we can defend it until the backup arrives..."

[[OOC: Oceanus is the island in the south, but I will just pretend that you sent them there instead. Oceania is the city of Verll...]]

*Septim blocks a slash from the snake-men. He notics that they used a strange weapon...it is thin and has a long handle, Septim decides to call it a katana, the big ones use a longer katana, which Septim calls a Dai-Katana. He kicks one of the monsters and stabbs his blade through it's neck. Suddenly Septim turns to see the Black Legion and many others arrive to reinforce Oceanus.

"TO BATTLE!"

*Septim launches a fireball at the enemy units, burning a few of them. Soon Xarxes's Gordian Legion arrives, commanded by Xarxes himself. Septim welcomes his comrade and continues fighting for the Defense of Erabor.

[Erunion.....I haven't actually revealed how to build it ya'know....]
{As Septim has said, I'm building one from scratch.}

Erunion and his men are, (naturally) in the midst of the battle.

"Forward 501st!"
Erunion's 501st legion (colloquially referred to as Erunion's fist) is all equipped in a similar manner to him, the armour is mithril and lacquered black and they all wield Long-handled trendarats and longbows.

"Halt! Notch arrows! Aim! Release!
Notch arrows! aim, Release!
Independent, fire at will!"

A swarm of arrows struck forth out of the ranks of the 501st tearing through the snake men. Enraged, the snake men charged.

"Switch weapons! Hold ranks, Charge!"

The 501st ran at full tilt into the enemy ranks, trendarats sweeping away the lighter Katana's, with spiked forearm and shinguards disabling and stunning their foes, allowing for a quick killing blow to be delivered.

{Yup... Note: "Erunion's Fist"... :P}

"Yes m'lord. I daresay this postpones my trip of exploration and colonization then. Well, I'll still have the schematics for the light air vessel done in a few days. That should be extremely useful."

{I'll post them up later today if possible. Just have to draw them first...}

*Mights dragonship fleet is ready with 10 larger dragonships and 30 small  dragonships.

Might loads his air-born regiments onto the ships with 30 mages on the smaller dragon ships and 70 on the larger dragonships.

[Heres some more info on em]

Large Dragonship                              Small Dragonship

200 Swordsmen                                      100 Swordsmen

200 Archers                                               100 Archers

70 Mages                                                   30 Mages

3 Navigators                                                1 Navigator

1 Captain                                                   1 Captain

6 Catapults                                                 2 Catapults

6 Balistas                                                 3 balistas

Might sends out the the first battle-ready fleet to the island to help out. Might is onboard the Flagship of the fleet, To Hell With Ye.

[Verll, sense your mages are the best why don't you have them man my dragonships? They could do some crazy damage from the air.]

Erunion strides into Septim's war office and lays down a piece of parchment before him.
On it is detailed an image and description of the strange craft.
It reads;

"The ship is to be made of teak on the outer layer with a thin lining of mithril behind this. It is to have the forward repeating ballista and the two repeating crossbows on each wing. It is propelled by three turbines, which spin in accordance to the wishes of the pilot who must be a mage. The sides are to have slits to allow the dropping of fiery potions and the shooting of arrows by passengers.

Key:
1. Wing turbines.
2. Center turbine, it will allow for ascension into the heavens.
3. Bow-mounted repeating ballista.
4. Wing-mounted crossbows.
5. Verticle stabilizer."

The paper then goes on to read exact schematics for the building of the craft.

"What think thee, Emperor?"

{I'm sorry but I didn't have time to draw the side-view and front views. I hope the top view is enough.}

Verll walks into Septims office while Erunion is still there. He nods at Erunion and then says to Septim.
"I think it is time to call a war council between the dukes to plan a bit better. Oh and Erunion would you like to take some of my elite mages with your crew?"


[Oh and the 501st legion is also known as "Vaders Fist". :O ]

[Erunion.....making those ships would be extreamly expensive and would be useless. They would go out of date within a year and would be impossible to remold or anything like that. Plus with the magically powered turbines. Whaa????]

"My dragonships will be able to take care of any navy unless they have air support. If that does happen I will be landing the swordsmen off my ships because they will be useless against dragons or any of type of flying serpent, but if they have ships that are like mine ill have to keep em."

"I suggest that we send one of Duke Might's smaller ships to scout out the area ahead...it might prove better for us if we know the area...", says Duke Gorris Farilor.

"Yes, that would prove better for us...Might, send one of your smaller crafts out to scout the area...any other ideas?"

"Ah, that looks good. Verll, I'll need your best available mage to create the spells and a mage that is good with metals to work with me on the forging of this craft. After that I'll need one good mage to enchant the weapons. Once the craft is complete I'll come to you for whatever else is needed."
Erunion looked down then thought of another thing.
"With the enchantment, I was thinking fiery explosions and enchantments to increase the penetration of the arrow, then explode in ice on the inside. For any dragons we encounter, of course. And that would be for the crossbows and the ballista."

Egnver gets his servant to pur him a fine glass of red wine, home made in his cities and then into the other Dukes glasses...
He wonders...
" Hey Might!" " How many troops do you have with you, most of them?"
He repeats the question to the others...

*Might thinks on it a bit.*

"I can get 10 more airships here within days. Maybe we can hold them off untill reinforcements come."

Erunion walks upstairs, grinning broadly.

"Emperor! Emperor.... What the Blue blazes is going on! Wait, we're under attack."
The grin is wiped surreptitiously from Erunion's face.

"501st! On deck! We're under attack!"

Running to Septim, he bows slightly then speaks;
"Your imperial majesty,  I have finished the prototype for my craft, do I have permission to take to the skies with a mage and eight of my best archers, so that I may engage these scum?"

{Revenge, we are on a ship...}

*Might looks in surprise as thousands of cavalry jump off Egnevers ship into the water.*
[J/k!]



*Meanwhile in the shies Mights Air-force is hard-pressed to deal with the massive Air-navy around them ,but with the help of Verlls mages manages to to take down the largest ship and with it their air-commander. Leaderless the Air-Navy falls into dissaray as the Air-Force use their superior organization to destroy the enemy ships.*

*The Steward sits down at his table and offers Wraith some mead.*

"Ive seen you commanding those other soldiers out there and im impressed. Im wondering if you would like to be in High Duke Might's personal guard and if you prove yourself, one day you will be leading his armies."

[Not lead it.....be in it.]

"Following him around and protecting him, better pay, better food, better equipment, and the chance to work in his personal Dragonship!"

Revenge pays 50 thousand coins to upgrade his city and pays a furthermore 20 thouasnad to make stone walls around it   [ The capital, not all of thm ^^ ]

*The Steward calls a Servant in to lead Wraith to his quaters in the castle.*

[You can buy anything you want up to a limit of 2000 gold For weapons and armour. You must get special permission from me to buy anything that costs more. Scroll back a few pages for the prices or just ask Septim.]

[Whats Ililla?]

[[Septim, can you show me a list of weaponry please? I have skimmed back but I can't find the costs of weapons... If its easier, I would like Light-Medium Armour, a Knife, a Longsword and a Longbow. Thanks]]

[And without the Longbow for ok metal and light armour?]

"Thank you, Emperor." {I'm assuming here that you let me join the battle in the skies.}

"Flight squad! Get to the ship!"

*Clone commander voice-over commences.*
"With more and more of Might's dragon-ships being destroyed during the endless conflicts, hundreds of ground legions were being pressed into the sky. The 501st was no different. We'd spent every spare hour training for this, but nothing could prepare us for what we were to face. The screaming, the crying... The fire streaming everywhere...
*Mission loads*

"Magi! Get communications set up. Men, get down in your seats and load your rapid fire crossbows. Fire shot, mind you!"

Erunion sat down in the *beep*pit, using the imaging system that had been set up to see through the walls everywhere.
The center turbine whirred to life, and the craft suddenly jetted up into the air.
Once in the air, the craft started going forward, faster and faster as the rear turbines were put into more and more power.

"Sir!" Came a strangled cry from the back.
"Sir! We're being blown out of our seats, damn it!"

"Magi! Strap them in!"

The craft was going at extremely high speeds, when it came across an enemy craft.
Now, to test the weapons systems...
The ballista fired, but the craft was going too fast. The ballista shot flew straight and true for a few seconds but the craft quickly overran it, the bolt clattering against the front and exploding in a burst of fire.
Damn!
"I'm slowing down! Hold onto your seats and prepare to fire!"
Erunion blacked out for a second, and when he was seeing clearly again the mage yelled up to him.
"Three of our men lost consciousness sir!"
"Try and wake them up! Have the rest open fire, we're in the midst of them!"
Fiery bolts rained death from the nimble and agile craft, as the attacks from the now disorganized enemy continually failed to make any more than glancing contact.