Sunday, January 16, 2011

New Years In The Republic

He stood starring out the window, watching the solar system continue its turn around the sun. Watching the world below him. Watching a world he wasn't born on, but his heart had lived with his entire life. Matar, homeworld of the Minmatar. He and his crews had been fighting for this planet and its surrounding territories for over the past year and half, first as part of the militia and now as part of a pro -Republic alliance that did what it could against slavers and pirates who attacked Minmatar holdings.

Tiger Phoenix Phell, leader of the Phell Clan and Pilot for Electus Matari, stared out the window of his state room aboard the Pearl, a Stabber Fleet Issue Minmatar cruiser, thinking about where he had come in the last five years. From slave, to special forces solider, to Pod Pilot and Clan leader, in five years, a lot had changed for him.

As he stood starring out the window thinking about past events, there was sudden movement within his field of vision, as a Typhoon class battleship dropped out warp and came to a stop in orbit above the planet. His implanted Neo-Comm gave him data on the ship and he smiled as it showed him that the vessel belonged to the alliance.

The Typhoon was soon joined by a multitude of other ships bearing the registration codes of Electus Matari, ranging in size from frigates to more battleships.

He received a message through his neo-comm, "Tiger, looks like the celebration is about to begin, where do you want me to put the ship?" This came from his cousin A'dria Phell, who was at this moment piloting the Fleet Stabber he was aboard. He would have piloted the ship himself, it was his ship, but the Republic Security Service had to fire on him because of his security status with the D.E.D. So he had asked A'dria to fly the Pearl to Matar while he road as a passenger.

"Put us in an orbit pattern around one the cruisers out there." He turned away from the window and walked over to the desk in the room and picked up a small data pad.

He pressed a control on the pad activating  the wireless link to his Neo-Comm. Bringing up his comm channel interface, he accepted an invite to the fleet channel that the alliance had set up for the celebration.Walking back up to the window to stare out at the fleet as they began firing torpedoes and other weapons to simulate a fireworks display.

"A'dria, link the local channel into the intercom, Ulf should be giving a speech."

After A'dria linked local into the intercom, Ulphus's voice was heard giving a speech to everyone one in system. As Ulf's speech came to a close a EM pilot called out "For the Republic" over the channel, which the rest of EM picked up. "For the Republic" being yelled by his crew throughout the ship, reverberating off the walls and becoming louder and louder.

As it died down Tiger toggled a control on the pad and severed the wireless link with his Neo-Com, leaveing the fleet comms channel in the process.

"A'dria, bring us into dock at the Station, we have a party to attend." Placing the data pad on his desk, he walked out the door and down the hall heading for the elevator that would take him down to the airlock.

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The lift doors slide open, and Tiger and A'dria stepped off and began walking out into the hangar berthing the Pearl and a shuttle that he would take back to Gulf.

Turning to A'dria, Tiger embraced her in a hug, "Get back home in one piece cousin, and don't get the Pearl blown to bits."

Returning the embrace, A'dria laughed. "Don't worry cousin, I won't even scratch the paint," smiling she held Tiger at arms length, "and you be careful yourself, a shuttle is hardly able to stand-up to any kinda fire power. Happy New Year Tiger."

Stepping back, "Happy New Year A'dria." he turned and began walking toward the guest state room where his Pod was housed. Looking back to A'dria he waved as she walked up to a door that led into a similar room.

Once inside his Pod, docking control authorized him to interface with his ship and undock from the station. His small shuttle slid out of the station, and once clear he set a course for the stargate that would start him on his journey home to Gulf.

Lets hope this year we don't run into any problems, he thought to himself as his ship hurtled across space.

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Tiger Phoenix Phell-Year End Report 112

This is a report detailing events of the year 112 in the New Eden star cluster, as pertaining to me, Tiger Phoenix Phell, and my Clan, from my view point.

The year has been slightly eventful, with the joining of the Phell Clan and Mervess Clan. Their holdings in low security space were destroyed do to the ongoing war between the Minmatar and Amarr militia fleets, and many of the Clan, including the entire council, were killed. Shekear Mervess was placed incharge of the Clan and she contacted me with an offer of a merging of our clans, with the new clan retaining the name of Phell.

After discussion with my council, we decided to except the offer. Our two clans merged and myself and Shekear have been co-running the Clan since.

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After the events of the clan merge, I felt it was time I take on more of an in person role among my Clan, being that I am the co leader of the Clan and should own up to the responsibility. I was also tired of trying to be a pirate and part of the Minmatar militia, the only reason my corporation at the time had joined was to get more opportunities at fighting and raiding, not for the Republic. So I began a search for a new corporation in Minmatar space that would accept me.

After getting a recommendation from a friend in the militia, I decided put in an app with Re-Awakened Technologies, a corporation that is part of Electus Matari, an Alliance that believes in protecting the Republic against pirates and the like. I was accepted and have been a part of the corporation ever since.

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Around the mid point of the year, I lost one of my friends and crew, my XO Mennia Sha'sti. After the funeral I had to decide on a new XO for my opperations, I chose to select Shana Melaar, a cousin of mine through a granduncle. She had been my CIO (Chief Intelligence Officer) working in Amarr space, but she had to leave that post when it was discovered she and her mother had Minmatar blood in her veins and her family was exiled from Amarr space.

After she took the new job offered to her, I had a discussion with the clan council about adopting Shana and her family into the Clan, being that she and her mother are blood relatives to a good portion of the Clan and I felt we should honor what they had sacrificed when working for me and the Clan. The council agreed and when put to a vote it was a one hundred percent unanimous yes. Shana and her family went through the adoption ritual and became an official part of the Clan.

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Things went quite smoothly after that for me and the Clan for about a month. Then trouble struck.

Apparently some Amarrian holders still held a grudge against Shana's family for what they felt was a betrayal to the Amarrian faith for having Minmatar blood, and felt that because they had been adopted by a Minmatar Clan that they were fair game to take some sort of revenge on. They sent a small commando team to our holdings on Nakugard VI and kidnapped Shana's mother and father, along with a few of the council members. After receiving this news I gathered a team of myself, Shana, Shekear, and a company of our elite guard and set off for home in search of them. I instructed A'dria to contact my corporation and tell them I would be planetside for an unknown amount of time, and after words catch up with me and my team.

After returning to Nakugard VI, we began our search. I will not go into detail about the events that transpired do to security risks, and the events are covered in a separate report that is filled with my Clan's Security Chief and protected by heavy layers of encryption. Needless to say, after nearly 4 months we were able to recover Shana's parents and all of the council members, with eight of our elite guard dead, the rest in varying states of injury, and myself, Shekear, and Shana wounded, A'dria made it out of the entire affair with only slight injuries. I only received a broken arm and a plasma burn. Shana and Shekear received far more serious injuries, with both receiving severe burns do to an explosive device.

We all are fully recovered now, and myself, Shekear and Shana are doing fine and are out of the Clan's hospital after nearly a months stay, the doctors felt it was to much of a risk to move us into new clones and instead suggested we recover naturally.

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On the subject of increase in Sansha activity at the beginning of the year, it seems to have slowed to a stop for the moment, but the rest of the cluster is keeping a watchful eye out for them to start at it again. Hek, one of the systems that links to ours, was hit, so there is no telling if my Clan is completely safe.

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We are now at the end of this year, and I believe our prospects are looking good for an exceptional year 113. I will keep an eye out for any trouble that may brew, but I hope none will.

Tiger Phoenix Phell,
Co-Leader of the Phell Clan