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I like the Lams aspect of the story. It reminds me of the Sandman Class Lam from Battletechnology The Early Years. This is good for all kinds of covert missions.

Another new piece of tech in the Repeating Naval Gauss Rifle

http://www.ourbattletech.com/forum/techlab/new-tech-repeating-naval-gauss-rifle/

  Nice update with new tech!  I like how Clan Hell's Horses is being so inventive in the Naval arena.  Wonder if they will eventually share it with other clans?  I like how Ceasar Katrina got the good deal from Clan Sea Fox to get higher tech levels in exchange for resources and stuff.  Looking forward to other areas of your AU to get updated stories!

The other Clans gain access to it soon enough

Border Conflict
Marik-Stewart Commonwealth/Lyran Commonwealth
3rd August 3088

   In retaliation for Rousset-Marik Alliance raids Isle of Skye armed forces and hired guns launch counter-attacks on the former-Free Worlds League.  Striking against the worlds of Marcus, Callison, Dubhe and Dieudonne the Isle of Skye brings the Marik-Stewart Commonwealth into the fight.  Almost immediately the lightly defended Callison and Dubhe fall to the Isle of Skye forces supported by the WarShips LCS Flygia, a Mjolinr-class Battle-cruiser, the LCS Kevin Tamar, a Fox-class Corvette, and the LCS Durance, a Coventry-class Corvette the Lyran forces are here to stay.

   On Marcus Marik-Stewart Commonwealth forces continue to fight and the Rousset-Marik Alliance digs in on Dieudonne.

City of Turpan
Highspire, Liao Commonality
Capellan Confederation
8th August 3088

   Entering the Highspire system via a pirate point to avoid any chance of another encounter with nuclear armed Highspire Aerospace Fighters.  The Centrella Black Guards Regiment landed on the ground of Highspire assaulting Cameron St. Jamis-Liao's two Warrior Houses.  The Centrella Black Guards however were supported by an entire Battle Armour Regiment which had alternate plans. While the Black Guards fought against the defenders the Battle Armoured troopers entered the city of Turpan and began to move house-to-house systematically executing the entire cities population in what could only be described as a Kentares styled Massacre.

   When the Highspire defenders discovered what was happening within the system the order was given for the deployment of nuclear weapons to wipe out the Capellan Battle Armour and as much of the Black Guards as possible.  Launched from land based silos, which the Confederation forces had no knowledge of, two low flying nuclear tipped cruise missiles slammed into the city of Turpan wiping out half of the city, the Battle Armour Regiment and half of the Black Guards.  The remains of the Capellan unit retreated off world escaping before further nuclear weapons struck the area.  The population of Turpan not killed by the Black Guards were killed by the nuclear fire that burned the city, or by the radiation fallout that followed in all more than two million of Highspire's population were killed in less than six hours.

Chief Executive Officer's Office
Irian Technologies, Irian
Rousset-Marik Alliance, Former Free Worlds League
13th August 3088

   An assistant entered Chief Executive Officer of Irian Technologies office on Irian handing CEO Sigmund Hughes a brown letter with the SLDF's Cameron Star on the top corner.  “Sir, this arrived by messenger for your attention.”

   â€œThank you” Hughes said quietly accepting the letter “you can leave” he said.  As the assistant left Hughes opened the letter removing the letter inside.  It to was marked with the Cameron Star of the Star League and it was addressed to him, and to Irian Technologies board of directors, it read:

   â€œFor the Attention of Mr Sigmund Hughes, and the Board of Directors of Irian Technologies,

   As of the date of delivery on this letter, the 13th August 3088, Irian BattleMechs, a subsidiary of Irian Technologies will no longer be accepted as a supplier of any item of technology be it offensive or defensive in nature for the Star League Defence Force.  All current contacts are of this moment null and void, deliveries outstanding may be distributed as you wish, debts owed on already delivered Prefect tyoe BattleMechs will be settled by SLDF Quartermasters.

   We take this action not because we wish to end our relationship with your company but because of members of your company and the deals that they have made to sell the previously mentioned Prefect BattleMechs to those outside of the Star League.  This is despite an exclusive contract on the same aforementioned product.


   Sigmund Hughes put down the letter and almost smiled before picking up his phone.  “Mr Still, have the communications tower send a message to our DropShip inform them to use their alternate deliver schedule.  Terra is no longer interested in our business.”  He said quietly Irian Technologies prided itself on being a neutral supplier or arms to anyone with the resources or money to purchase Irian's equipment.  As a result every ship carried at least two delivery schedules, if one buyer failed to collect then another would get their delivery early it was simple.  After he heard an acknowledgment he continued “I also want you to send a communication to Gibson.  Inform our contacts there that if they are still interested in our product then we have more available to distribute.”  He said again there was an acknowledgment and Hughes put down the phone.  Looking over the letter once he turned to his side and shredded the document it no longer having any meaning for him.

LAW-Test Site
Irece, Irece Prefecture
Pesht Military District, Draconis Combine
22nd August 3088

   In the quiet of night Clan Nova Cat's Third Watch Cluster landed on Irece exiting their DropShip which had been made to look like a civilian trade ship.  Slipping past local DCMS forces using the stealth systems of their DEZGRA Mech's stealth systems.  Early the next day the Third Watch Cluster launched a full assault against the Luthien Armour Works test site in the southern hemisphere overwhelming the defence force rapidly they captured several SM1-Telos and plans detailing the construction of the craft – all the proof the Nova Cats needed to confirm the Draconis Combine were producing their own version of the Nova Cat hovertank.  Along with the Telos and their plans the Nova Cat's capture an AV-01 Avalanche a new experimental Draconis Combine OmniMech.

   During the Watch Cluster's return to their DropShip the Nova Cats are attacked by groups of Combine Wasp LAMs.  Discovering that the Draconis Combine LAM factory is still active and producing additional LAMs even at a snail's pace drives the Watch Cluster to madness, several Mechs charge down the DCMS LAM facility only to be cut down by mass fire from the defenders unable to get to the factory the Nova Cats abandon Irece their primary mission complete.

Clan Trade
Clan Wolf/Rasalhague Dominion
Occupation Zones
23rd August 3088

   In a surprising trade the Rasalhague Dominion are approached by Clan Wolf.  On the table the Clan Wolf places the worlds of Memmingen, Thannhausen and Heiligendreus all border worlds with the Rasalhague Dominion.  In exchange the Wolves set their price at two trinaries each of Aesir and Vanir types of DropShip to be delivered over the next two years.

   Although the prize is steep the Rasalhague Dominion is willing to match it as it gains them three more worlds that used to belong to the Free Rasalhague Republic reuniting people separated for more than three decades.  The Rasalhague Dominion leadership actively promotes, and in many  cases provides transport for families to, travel to and from the world leading to dozens of emotional reunions across the Dominion bringing the Rasalhague Dominion closer to their people.

Hmmmm More Lams I wonder which kind and how many.

Wasp LAMs it's a canon plant the Nova Cats destroyed during original invasion - not many produced

Clan Shipyards
Chainelane Isles, Periphery
9th September 3088

   With a second test of the Pillar of Autumn this time in less strenuous conditions proved the concept of the Naval Repeating Gauss Rifle.  This time the weapon used on a scale closer to the Light Naval Gauss Rifle instead of the Heavy version.  Happy with their accomplishments Clan Hell's Horses contract the Sea Foxes based in the Chainelane Isles to construct two new Halcyon-class vessels giving the Sea Foxes rights to manufacture the vessel while they begin to build one vessel of their own within their new Yardship, the Forge.

Testing Grounds
Asteroid Belt, Tamarind
Duchy of Tamarind-Abbey, Former-Free Worlds League
12th September 3088

   Moving slowly into the Tamarind system's asteroid belt the Tamarind-Abbey Ships (TAS) Promised Land and Abby, both Abby-class Frigates, began testing their weapons on various sizes of asteroid.  With a combination of Naval class Capital Lasers, Autocannons and missiles the two six hundred thousand ton vessels destroyed dozens of asteroids, target drones and dummy DropShips.  The ships also began testing their engines, fighter launch facilities and DropShip launch capabilities bringing the vessels up to combat capabilities.  A third vessel under construction at the Forerunner A.G. Shipyards was also nearing completion with the plan for the ship to be sold to the Star League Defence Force showing the commitment of the Duchy of Tamarind-Abbey to the new Star League.

   Until mid October 3088 the two ships continued shakedown operations in the Tamarind system before beginning jump trials taking them across the Duchy.  Each was escorted by a pair of JumpShips carrying assault and tug DropShips.

System transit, First Federated Suns Lancers RCT
Chesterton, Capellan March
Federated Suns
18th September 3088

   After Capellan actions on Highspire and the rumoured use of nuclear weapons the First Federated Suns Lancers RCT was moved to Chesterton.  The trip had been uneventful until about an hour from the planet.

   Now klaxons sounded throughout the  Union-class vessel as Prince Burton Davion made his way to the bridge.  Coming the other way he was surprised to see Countess Pamela Achernar "Pamela I'm on my way to the bridge what's going on?"

   "My Prince" she started but Burton could see none of the joy usually associated with those words "the Captain ordered all MechWarriors to their Mechs"

   "I'm heir to the throne my place is on the bridge where I can make a difference not in a tin can nowhere near land"

   "Unless you can magic up a WarShip I don't think there is much you can do."  That was something he should have been able to do the unit was supposed to be under escort from the FSS Lucian Davion but the Avalon-class Cruiser had sprung a helium leak before the last jump and was stranded ten light years away.  The unit had continued as the move was a precaution with no real threat having been made against Chesterton.

   "What's going on?" He asked again.

   "A Congress-class Frigate appeared from behind Chesterton doesn't match the profile of any of our ships or any known ships of the class.

   "I should be on the bridge I can talk to them demand they stand down" he said trying to push passed her but Pamela reached out stopping him.

   "That would defeat the purpose of the plan in ten minutes the Regiment's DropShips will accelerate while the Avalon One and her escorts change course.  We think the WarShip is after you they will think you are on the Avalon One or one of the Blockade Runners."

   "Those ships can't return the firepower of a Congress-class Frigate or defend against ones attack."  He pointed out

   "That isn't the plan my prince the plan is to get you in your tin can of a Mech" she said smirking considering what most MechWarriors thought of their Mechs she found his reaction refreshing "to the atmosphere and to somewhere you can make a difference."

   "Even if it costs us the RCT?" He asked coldly

   "The needs of one outweigh the few" she said quietly "to coin a phrase."

   "Slightly mixed up there" he said quietly but understood her meaning "come with me ride in the back it'll be a bumpy ride but I can get you down" he said grabbing her arm.  Pamela did not resist his grasp instead she lent in kissing him strongly on the lips.

   "Our paths go different ways, My Prince" she whispered breaking off the embrace.  "You are destined to lead our nation I an destined to make sure you get there."

   "I have brothers and sisters, my father is going nowhere soon" he said desperately searching for other options.

   "It's not set in stone what is planned for today.  I'll see you again."  She promised him Burton slowly let her go turning back towards the Mechbay he heard Pamela speak into a comm. device "Delta Two intercepted and on way" she said there was a reply Burton couldn't make out before he heard her reply "yes, sir on my way."

   As Prince Burton Davion reached the Mechbay he saw several techs swarming over his Templar fitting a high atmosphere descent rig.  The OmniMech had jump jets which could do the job but this system was more efficient and easier to control.  "Looks about ready Chief Tech?"  He asked the senior maintenance technician.

   "Yes sir, we just have safety checks to do..."

   "Hang them" Burton interrupted "trust your techs to do their jobs first time and move on we're on a clock"

   "The Captain said to make certain you had the best chance..."

   "This is still my company do your jobs right first time around and get this company ready.  Start on Mechs that lack jump jets give as many MechWarriors a chance."

   "Aye, sire" the tech replied triumphantly "you hear that you lazy sods the Prince wants a company ready.  Sack the safety checks but double each other as you go."  He ordered the 'tech checks' took half the time as regulation safety checks but were just as effective and a mainstay of battlefield operations.

   Burton nodded satisfied the techs had the company in order and moved to his Mech the senior tech took a step with him "Chief, I'm a big boy I can look after myself help your people."

   "Thank you sir" the chief said taking a step towards the next Mech that even now techs were swarming over.

   "And Chief?" The Tech turned towards him "make sure your people don't overstay on the sinking ship" he said the Chief glanced up then back at Burton who nodded.  The tech understood what Burton meant and how bad things could be stood and gave Burton a full salute in thanks for the Prince's warning.

   Changing quickly into his coolant suit Burton climbed the ladder to the Templar's shoulder as he did sirens sounded warning of an immediate course change.  Burton braced as the Union felt like it had turned end over end in a tight turn.  One of the Techs slipped off the Marauder he was working on but the safety harness saved him from a messy end.

   Staggering into the cockpit Burton squeezed down onto the command chair.  Immediately he began start up checks and switched on both his communication suite and sensor package as a Company Commander's Mech its systems were tuned to the DropShip's own giving Burton at least a glimpse of what was happening.

   Outside in space Burton could see the Lancers had arranged themselves in two groups one contained the Mech and ground forces while the other contained the Regiments assault forces and the Avalon One, Burton's personal ship, he'd gotten lucky since up until the last jump he had been on that ship instead of this one at least here he could prepare for a fight.

   As the potentially hostile Congress closed on the Lancers the DropShip groups began to cross and merge the idea was simple give the WarShip gunners too many targets for their guns to effectively engage.  Most AFFS DropShip Captains had trained against the Federated Suns' own Congress-class vessels which were better equipped to handle this kind of tactic.  At the same time the Avalon One and her escorts would try to punch through the enemy defences.  Hopefully gaining their attention making the WarShip and turn to chase them as the theory was they wanted to kill the Federated Suns heir.

   As the two opposing forces met further alarms sounded and lights popped throughout the Mechbay as the DropShip made further course changes.  Burton felt the gravitational forces on his body as the DropShip accelerated, he did his best to blank out the pressure concentrating on the display.  An unlucky Gazelle type DropShip took a naval autocannon blast and disappeared from sensors just before the Avalon One and her escorts made a daring run at the Congress.

   According to the Union's sensor feet to Burton's Templar the Avalon One came within one hundred and twenty metres as it and the two Blockade Runners tried to take some attention off the other ships.

   Further course changes came as the Union continued to move evasively Burton briefly wondered if it was Pamela at the helm before the sensor image got his attention again.  The Avalon One's move had bated the Congress but perhaps too much as the Frigate turned its full broadside on the ship.  Although the sensor image showed none of the DropShip's death throws Burton could imagine laser, autocannons and missiles tearing the ship to pieces. As it disappeared from the screens Burton saw that the ship's sacrifice had bought them enough time to reach planetary orbit over Chesterton.  As the Union began to change course a Tech ran out and began to indicate to Burton it was time to move.

   Bringing the Templar full online he stepped the eighty five ton OmniMech from its alcove the additional thrusters made the Mech feel far from right but after a few steps Burton could tell they were balanced perfectly as they Mech's gyro fed back to his neuralhelmet.  Stepping to the doors he saw the red light turn to amber bracing for atmospheric insertion Burton felt the friction against the DropShip as it entered the atmosphere the three thousand six hundred ton DropShip shook heavily for several minutes as it transited through the space/atmosphere barrier.

   Then all of a sudden, like the eye of a storm, there was complete calm.  The bay doors opened showing Chesterton's atmosphere and the amber light turned to green.  Burton's training kicked in taking several steps forward he launched the Mech into the open air without hesitation knowing the next Mech would be waiting.  Like the paratroopers of ancient Terra they had to trust that their training and their equipment would see them through.

        After a few moments of frantic free fall the descent pack kicked in and the Templar's descent became a far more orderly affair almost like an elevator within a large building.  With the rush of free fall over the Prince was happy to see that all twelve of his Mechs were clear of the DropShip and descending at an acceptable pace.  Above them the DopShip was clearing their glide trajectory.

   It wasn't over however higher above from orbit naval weapons fire lanced through the sky.  One blast smashed into the top of the Union crumpling its armour instantly turning the spheroid vessel into a ball of flame as its descent turned into an uncontrolled fall.

   "No!" Burton called out but it was too late the ship was gone.  His thoughts went to Pamela Achernar, her beautiful face and bright future, but then he was brought back to reality as the Templar's sensors detected the Aerospace Fighters raising towards him and the rest of the Lancers, none with friendly IFF tags...

Orbital Insertion, First Federated Suns Lancers RCT
Chesterton, Capellan March
Federated Suns
18th September 3088

   As the fighters rose towards Burton's descending Templar and the other Lancers, the Prince looked at the aircraft, he didn't recognize the designs that looked alien to anything he'd ever seen.  Each had a small profile with twin stabilizing fins and what looked like adjustable wings.  No aerospace fighter Burton knew of had adjustable wings these looked more like the conventional fighters carried by wet navy aircraft carriers.  The speed the fighters produced alone indicated they were aerospace craft the first particle canon blast fired from one of the smallest of the craft almost proved it.

   The blast caught the Templar high on the torso but did little damage other than some burned armour plate.  Burton vectored the landing jets turning his Mech towards the rising craft bringing his LB-X autocannons in line with the targets checking that cluster ammo was selected he let off a burst in the direction of the fighters.  Dozens of autocannon cluster munitions smashed into the lead fighters Burton wasted no time firing another shot as the fighters tore through the dropping Lancer formation.  He was pleased to see the second blast tear open one of the strange fighters undersides causing it to spin away wildly out of control.

   As Burton's Mech continued to fall he watched the sensor display as the fighters turned for another pass, three Lancer Mechs had been lost in the attack.  Burton tried to turn his Mech to face the enemy again but this time the thrusters were too slow.  He felt enemy weapons fire year into the rear of his Mech but was surprised to see no damage on the wire frame display.  Pinging it with his finger in a vain attempt to make it change Burton guessed it was a faulty screen.  Then the penny dropped, and so did the Templar, the Prince realized what had happened at nearly the same time as the first cut out occurred.  The insertion thrusters had been damaged not the Mech "you have got to be kidding!"  Burton shouted as the thrusters re-engaged just in time for an enemy fighter to tear past.  Taking a snapshot Burton was surprised to see a few LB-X pellets hit "I still bite you bastard" he cursed as the thruster pack cut again.  "To hell with...!" He shouted slamming the release.

   All at one the thrusters exploded away from the Templar and the breaking parachute deployed cutting the Mechs falling speed dramatically for a few seconds which all Burton needed to engage his Mechs own thrusters on an extended burn "enough to get down" he whispered.  At least for now the enemy fighters had disengaged the ground forces instead attacking what little remained of the Lancer aerospace fighters which had avoided the Congress and enemy DropShips.

   Burton scanned the ground seeing nothing but woodland.  They were landing during the planets night cycle but his sensors would distinguish between enemies and trees, at least he hoped they would.  He suddenly realized none of the Lancer commanders had called in a rendezvous point.  As a company commander he had them all looking at the display he picked one far from any towns or sign of life "this is Delta Two, RVP-20 repeat Romeo-Victor-Two-Zero."  He communicated "the code word of the day is Abraken.  Repeat Abraken" he said into the speaker each Mech had a code number that related to the code word.  These were committed to memory by each warrior and trooper if not given when entering the Rendezvous Point a unit would be fire upon whether they looked friendly or not.

   Cutting off the communications Burton braced as the Templar entered the tree canopy.  There was nothing here that could stop the falling eighty-five ton OmniMech but it was still never a nice feeling as tree branches tore and scratched at the Mech's paintwork.  The jump jets fired one final time bringing the Mech down to a relatively soft landing.

   Cutting off the jump jets Burton immediately turned his Mech to the left away from the RVP moving three hundred metres he stopped and shut every active system off.  Waiting in silence he watched for any movement towards his landing point. Burton didn't know how much time passed sitting there but soon he realized he was safe from immediate threat and was in a position to pay his enemies back for the damage and pain they had already caused.

Rendezvous Point 20
Chesterton, Capellan March
Federated Suns
19th September 3088

   Sitting in the dark Burton Davion lost track of the amount of time he remained there eventually he decided that no-one had seen him land.  Powering back up the Templar he turned and began to head north-east towards the Rendezvous Point in the air all was quiet all of the Lancers who were going to land on Chesterton were down.  Moving the eighty-five ton OmniMech slowly Burton kept an extra eye on the his sensors as he traveled through the thick forest.  There was no movement scanning through his communication frequencies all the Prince heard was static.  Switching back to the Lancer's Regimental frequency all he heard was silence.

   Traveling for nearly an hour Burton detected some distant movement but nothing immediately threatening or friendly.  Instead of trying to engage or communicate Burton avoided contact following standard operating procedure he continued on to RVP-20.  Moving slowly towards the coordinates his communications system activated “Halt and identify yourself” the voice demanded.  Burton typed his personal code into the communication system against each daily code was a specific code number, these codes were not related to specific dates but instead any “day” selected by a senior commander of the regiment.  Burton had transmitted the code word “Abraken” typing in the code for that word he hoped a more senior commander had not countered it.  Moments after transmitting the code the voice spoke again “stand forward and be recognized.”  The sentry said stepping forwards Burton saw a slightly damaged SGT-8R Sagittaire Assault BattleMech.  “Pass friend” the sentry communicated swiveling its weapons away from Burton's Mech as he moved further forwards he saw on his sensors two heavy tanks move in behind his assault Mech, looking at the screens Burton noticed one was a Churchill Heavy Tank while the other was a Roland Heavy OmniTank, quite a welcoming committee when combined with the Sagittaire.

   Burton was escorted to a holding area where Burton saw a companies worth of Mechs he knew SOP would  be for each holding area to have at most a company of Mechs or armour.  To have more could severely compromise the unit if the holding point was discovered.

   From the holding point he was escorted to a small prefabricated single level structure.  Inside were a group of people in AFFS uniform looking around he recognized a few, they were all Lancers, he also noticed that none were higher ranked than Major.  “Captain Davion, welcome to RVP-20, reporting as ordered, sir” Major Matthew Lopez said saluting Burton returned the salute immediately out of habit.

   â€œMajor you out rank me.”  Burton protested as he dropped the rank.

   â€œBut you are a MechWarrior, the General's aide and a Davion.  I would prefer it if you took command, I'll support you in any way I can.”  Lopez explained, he was a tank commander the great prejudice against warriors and officers stemming from the Armour Corps showing its effect again.  Behind Lopez Burton could not see a single person complaining with the Major's idea.  “Alright, where are we?”  He asked stepping up to a table in the middle each of them had probably served in the AFFS a lot longer than him, and now they looked to him for leadership.

   â€œSir, the enemy has secured the capital and space around the planet. They have raided out of the capital but for the most part are holding station within the capital.”

   â€œWhy?”  Burton said quietly the others looked to him not completely understanding the question. “They have significant forces correct?” the others nodded “they have air and space superiority?”  Again the others nodded “they why haven't they attacked us in force?”

   â€œThey have ventured out in enough force to overwhelm a company sized unit on at least three occasions in the last hour. Perhaps they still want to see how we are deployed and how organized we are following their ambush.  Once they have us pinned down they could wipe use out with their WarShip.”  One officer pointed out.

   â€œThen why bother venturing out?”  Burton asked

   â€œWarriors wishing to get involved in a fight?”  Another pointed out

   â€œThey were disciplined enough to set up the ambush.”  Burton said quietly “do you have the data on the three attacks?” The Prince asked one of the officers handed over several pieces of paper which Burton glanced over, as he read he realized they had all grown silent.  As he read the information he noticed one linking factor “they are after me.”  Burton said quietly the others looked at him surprised “The attack on Second Company, Second Battalion MechWarrior Thomas Birch a Templar pilot.”  He said putting down one piece of paper “First Company, Third Battalion Todd Levit Templar pilot and the most recent attack Third Company First Battalion Leftenant Emily Lorne Templar pilot.”  He said putting down the remaining two pieces of paper “each attack was targeted they want me dead.”

   â€œThen we just keep you hidden, when the Lucian Davion arrives their Frigate will have no chance and be overwhelmed.”  Leftenant Paul Daniels suggested “if they are unwilling to risk their forces unless the Prince is in combat we won't have a problem.”

   â€œAnd what if they were involved in disabling the Lucian Davion and know when our WarShip will be repaired.”

   â€œA spy?  Aboard one of our Avalon-class Cruisers!”  One of the company commanders said his anger boiling.

   â€œYou are right, we cannot wait for the Lucian Davion”  Burton Davion said “if we do that Frigate could bombard us to oblivion.  Instead we're going to draw them out.  Have all four Templars readied for battle as best we can make them then have their pilots report to me.”  Burton said explaining his idea to the rest of the troops each of them began to understand just what the Prince had in mind.

   â€œSire, they could bombard your Lance from orbit, it's a suicide run, any warrior willing to take the job would be crazy.”  Major Lopez said

   â€œI'm willing to offer it to each of the warriors on a voluntary basis.  Either that or I'll reassign their Mechs to volunteers.”

   â€œSir, those MechWarriors are not going to like being removed from their Mechs.”  Another officer pointed out Burton couldn't place his name.

   â€œCaptain, the last time I checked those Mechs belonged to the Armed Forces of the Federated Suns and to my family.  If I want the damned Mechs I'll take them.”  The Prince snapped he hated using his families position but sometimes his name helped.  “As for the use of bombardment, I think its possible but unlikely because we are going to give them a pair of targets to look at.  If they really want me they can try bombardment, but if they try that we are going to guarantee they lose their entire force.”  He said as he began to explain the rest of his plan.

SFV Terror of the Deep (Nightlord-class Battleship)
Varnay Anchorage, Nova Cat's Den
Periphery
22nd September 3088

   There were four flashes of light as the Sea Fox Vessel Terror of the Deep escorted by three Nova Cat Aegis-class Heavy Cruisers entered the Varnay Anchorage System.  The Nightlord-class Battleship had been damaged from fore to stern with naval missile, laser and autocannon fire in between smaller conventional arms hard also taken a bite at the mighty vessel.  The Terror of the Deep was flagship of the Sea Foxes Faulk Khanate and had been one of their few vessels in the vicinity of the Clan Homeworlds.

   The Sea Foxes told a story of chaos as they had been attacked from every avenue during what they considered a routine trade mission back to the Homeworlds.  They told of the use of nuclear weapons and the near complete break-down of Clan society.  Unfortunately for the Nova Cats the Terror of the Deep knew nothing of the still missing Nova Cat Flagship the Severn Lervoux.  Refusing to give up on the vessel the Nova Cats allowed the Terror to dock with the Varnay shipyards at an alternate dock leaving one open for the Battle-cruiser.

   The Varnay Anchorage had the largest repair facility outside of the shipyard at New Barcella, the Nova Cat's now the strongest they had ever been in their history, had begun to look at increasing their naval strength.  At New Barcella, the Clan's Capital and hidden from others eyes, they had begun construction of a new type of Corvette named the Drake-class, based on an ancient Clan Mongoose designed vessel.  That construction work left the yard in the Varnay system responsible for JumpShip construction and WarShip repairs today the Sea Fox vessel needed access, but only at a price.  In exchange for returning the Terror of the Deep to combat readiness the Nova Cats named their price the Hell's Horses new Cruiser the Halcyon-class and their Repeating Naval Gauss Rifle, two items the Sea Foxes had access to due to them constructing their first vessel for the Hell's Horses, despite agreements the Sea Fox merchants had made with their Hell's Horse counterparts not to trade the design so soon the Clan wanted their Nightlord repaired and agreed despite the potential consequences.

Bait and Hook
Chesterton, Capellan March
Federated Suns
23rd September 3088

   It had taken the Lancers four days to make all four Templars combat ready not one of the the warriors had backed down from the challenge.  Now the Lance stood nearly ten kilometres from the capital city patrolling trying to get a reaction from the defenders none of the four Mechs mounted any sort of ECM gear which was intentional Burton wanted his Mechs broadcasting as much data as possible.

   â€œOne, I have contacts, sir it appears to be an enemy patrol”

   â€œPrince Burton... I mean One, we should fall back this is an exposed position.”  Leftenant Paul Daniels cut in making the “deliberate “mistake” in mentioning Burton's name over the comm. had almost the immediate desired effect.  “We have three companies worth moving from the city, they must have been watching us.”

   â€œFall back, two-by-two, one hundred intervals, moving”  Burton called out walking his OmniMech backwards.  After he was just over one hundred metres away he stopped beside some rocks as another of the four Templars began to move traveling just past Burton's position.  This was repeated by the third then fourth Templar as the enemy began to close.  Burton could see BattleMechs from across the Inner Sphere wearing markings he didn't recognize, dropping his targeting cursor over an enemy Hussar he blasted the light Mech with his Mech's Extended-Range Particle Cannon.  The PPC blast of man-made lightning briefly connected the two Mechs as the thirty ton staggered and fell under the hammer blow.  “Moving” Burton called out as he again moved one hundred metres just passed the fourth Templar of the Lance, the entire unit continued to mirror the Prince's movements taking a shot at the enemy and then moving.  “This is Prince Burton Davion to all Federated Suns Lancers, requesting immediate assistance under heavy assault from unknown enemy forces in grid six alpha” Burton broadcast in the clear knowing that the Lancers were listening but that the majority of them were far from his position.  “Repeat requesting assistance” he said again his use of the word “repeat” would sound desperate to his enemy but the Lancers had been informed if Burton used the word it meant everything was running to plan.

   With the knowledge that Burton believed he had the situation under control the majority of the Lancers made their move.  From concealed positions on the other side of the city they launched an all out offensive against the city and the few defenders their enemy had left.  Although still numerous the Lancers would have outnumbered them even if they had not split their forces to chase the Prince.  Engaging in the city was a desperate move by any force but the Lancers had no choice, picking their shots carefully they did their best to avoid shots that may go wide into buildings that could contain civilians while the enemy fired without a thought.  The First Federated Suns Lancers RCT were taking heavy damage but were making steady progress.

   Outside the city Burton's Lance continued to make its staggered withdrawal but the enemy were getting a lot closer, their fire was increasing in intensity and accuracy.  All four Templars were beginning to take heavier damage.  Burton looked at his sensors seeing they were almost in position “Templar Lancer, general retreat, repeat general retreat.”  He called out at this signal all four Mechs abandoned their orderly withdrawal and started running at full speed away from their enemy the assault OmniMechs had no chance of outrunning the enemy force but that wasn't entirely the plan.  Charging into a box canyon the Templars charged passed a nearly a Battalion of “hull-down” heavy tanks each was over sixty tons and partially hidden by dirt and rocks.  Once behind the tanks the four Templars turned to face their enemy still charging after Burton's lance were unprepared for the tank ambush.  Because each of the tanks was a heavy design each carried a massive autocannon or missile rack as its main weapon added to the Templars own impressive firepower caught the enemy forces by complete surprise felling several Mechs in quick succession.  After getting over the initial shock the enemy's fire began to take its toll on the armour and Templars again even if they were now fighting three dozen more targets, it was obvious that despite being ambushed their enemy was still focused on killing the Prince.  “Fine, have it your way.”  Burton muttered shaking his head his enemy was so focused on killing him that they were not noticing the fact that the other Lancers were securing the city behind them “Toad Assault” he ordered almost with a smile the designation “Toad” was what his father had given to Clan Elementals when he had first encountered them during the Clan War.  Burton's “Toads” were of a different breed made up of a collection of Cavalier, Hauberk, Grenadier, Infiltrator II and Infiltrator III Battle Armour suits Burton had positioned them all around the edge of the canyon.  Intermingled with the troopers were conventional infantry troopers armed with missile launchers and heavy machine guns.

   With weapons fire pouring in on the enemy Burton was almost impressed that they didn't just all turn and run.  Instead they all stood their ground firing constantly despite now being out numbered and outgunned.  The Prince couldn't understand why they were making a last stand, their aerospace fighters should be in the air by now and would soon probably tip the balance back towards them and their WarShip... their WarShip.  Burton realized almost too late “all units charge through them, get into open ground and scatter” he ordered seeing for a moment everyone stunned with his order he shouted “move!” He shouted into his microphone.  The entire force of armour and Mechs charged forwards towards their enemy again momentarily surprising their enemy however that was nothing compared to what happened next.

   The entire area turned into a mass of explosions as naval autocannons and capital missiles as the orbiting Congress turned the area into a mass of craters and fire.  Blasts of fire erupted as the naval rounds targeted on the crater destroyed anything and everything in their path as the Blakists carpeted the area with fire.  Blasts tore through Chesterton's countryside, trees, armour and troopers as the Lancers split-up the troops under Burton's command were torn to pieces by the fire.  Burton Davion danced his eighty-five ton Templar through the fire as his Mech was hit by debris thrown up by the fire.  Unfortunately the frigate's ammunition bays seemed bottomless and Burton's luck was no as the Templar ran through a group of trees there was a massive blast behind the Mech, the assault Mech was picked up by the blast wave like a rag doll and thrown several hundred metres Burton, the brain behind the Mech's movements was nothing but a passenger.  The Templar smashed into the ground the LB-X Autocannon arm dug into the ground and was torn away from the Mech's humanoid body as the rest of the Mech continued to tumble through tree after tree barely slowing  before it slammed back first into a large group of rocks.  “Son of a...” Burton exclaimed after a few minutes shaking his head “so that's why the naval boys and girls like their ships.”  She said he really didn't know what else to do, in less than a minute his unit had been torn to pieces by an unseen enemy that he couldn't fight, an enemy that had already cost him more than he had even admitted to himself.

   With his Templar completely immobilized by its unprepared flight Burton couldn't even get out the rear hatch of the cockpit instead he was left waiting for his enemy to come and mop him up like any of the other Lancer survivor, if there were any.  After what seemed like a lifetime of silence Burton heard the crunch of armour as something began to tear open the cockpit armour.  Grabbing his personal laser pistol Burton prepared himself for a fight he probably couldn't win.  The cockpit armour suddenly peeled away to reveal a pair of Cavalier Battle Armour suits in colours of the First Davion Guards RCT colours.  "How the hell?"  Burton muttered as entire roof of his ruined cockpit opened up.

   "Sir, the FSS Lucian Davion has arrived, Admiral Beatty wishes to apologies for the delay" one of the troopers broadcast "the enemy Frigate is in retreat along with their aerospace fighters.  Are you alright sir?"  They asked as Burton relaxed lowering his weapon, whoever had attacked them today had failed to kill him but with the ambush, the ground fighting and the bombardment the First Federated Suns Lancers were all but destroyed.

This one took a little longer to do than normal but I got there.  I want to thank Blacknova for allowing me to use his Shoung Bi Shou-class Corvette and Wudang Jian-class Frigates from his Kapteyn Universe AU detailed on this thread with awesome artwork from rad666.

http://www.ourbattletech.com/forum/comments-questions-and-input-on-the-kapteyn-universe/get-your-red-hot-warship-art/

It kinda set the tone for this month of the timeline which you will see below.

Also hopefully going to have a new map for the end of 3088 - again thanks to Blacknova who despite working on a ton of sourcebooks for the KU, and despite my pestering, has agreed to help

I hope you enjoy

SLS Anastasius Focht (Suffern-class Destroyer)
Nadir Point, Terra
Star League Protectorate
1st November 3088

   The five hundred-and-forty thousand ton Suffern-class Destroyer SLS Anastasius Focht hovered near the Nadir Point of the Sol System waiting for the next delegate to arrive for the Star League Conference already in the system were House Davion and House Steiner.  “Captain, we've detected a radiation flare, the next delegate is arriving.”

   â€œHouse Liao is due” Captain Amanda Collins said looking at her display list.

   â€œYes, sir, the K-F ploom readings seem off for any known Capellan signature.”  The sensor operator said.  Moments later there was three flashes of light.  “Holy crap, there's three of them!  Jumping that close together is insane.”

   â€œTrust House Liao to throw a spanner, look at those ships” Amanda said looking at the central ship it looked more like a stylized phoenix or eagle, while the other two looked like bulked up Merchant-class JumpShips.  “is that drive flares from those Merchants?”  She said seeing the two smaller ships move away from the larger ship.

   â€œLooks like the Capellans have put engines on some Merchants and called them WarShips.”

   â€œNegative, there flagged as Magistracy vessels” another crewmen answered.

   â€œThe lead ship is communicating with us, they identify themselves as the CCSS Wudang Jian, she says her escort vessels are Shoung Bi Shou-class Corvettes and they are carriers of her children Dao-Shen, Isla and Aleshia.  Her captain states that they represent the regions of the Capellan Confederation.”

   â€œRemind the Wudang Jian that Star League Directive 16/4 dictates that all Succession Lords must take only a single WarShip into the Terran system.  And inform them that should they leave the Nadir Point they will be considered hostile combatants despite the Conference.”  Amanda Collins said angrily almost every time there was a conference one of the Succession Lords tried something to test the SLDF.

   â€œYes mam.”  The officer replied as Amanda watched the three WarShips all were coloured in the Capellan green despite their identification tags, obviously the Magistracy tag on the vessels was only as deep as a WarShip's sensor scan.  Today the Capellan confederation had made a statement with two brand new WarShip classes debuted on the same day with none of the other States or the SLDF even knowing they were under construction.

   â€œSir, the Wudang Jian has fifteen ports for DropShips, both the Corvettes have two each, between them they could transport several regiments easily no need for JumpShips.  Fast mobile.”  Her executive officer Jack Reagen said making a quick analysis "nothing to threaten Terra today but the Confederation's neighbours should take note.

         "I'm sure they have Jack, keep an eye on everyone, no doubt it won't take long before one of them tests the new Capellan ships.  All pilots and guns are to stay green unless targeted or fired on, I don't want any miss-fires."

SLS Anastasius Focht (Suffern-class Destroyer)
Nadir Point, Terra
Star League Protectorate
2nd November 3088

   Entering the Anastasius Focht's Command Bridge Captain Amanda Collins brushed sleep crust from her eyes “Jack, this better be the end of the world as we know it.”  She said looking at the Holotank seeing what the crew were all looking at the three Capellan vessels still holding near the Nadir Point, along with a new contact which was currently being surrounded by Capellan aerospace fighters.  Every target on the holotank was green meaning none had fired but Amanda could only wonder how long that would last.

   â€œYou have got to be kidding me” Amanda said looking at the ship it was another Shoung Bi Shou-class Corvette “How many of those things do the Capellans have?”  She said looking at her executive officer.  "Order the Wudang Jian to call off her fighters, we don't need all their fighters out there, this is our system."

   â€œThe Capellans are protesting the presence of the new vessel in Terra space.  It has identified itself as the Sgian-Dubh, personal vessel of Duke Cameron Victor St-Jamis Liao, the Capellans are going nuts until that ship jumped in they thought she was still in the shipyard.  Defense squadron is standing by.”

   â€œNegative lets not escalate things with all those Capellans out there one miss turn and this goes to shit.  Get us in the Wudang Jian's face and repeat our message that I want their fighters to stand down immediately.  Inform them that any weapon discharge from a Capellan vessel, targeted at anyone, will be classed as hostile to the Star League Defence Force.”

   â€œCaptain, Rules of Engagement says the Caspers go into harm before us.”  Jack pointed out.

   â€œYes, but I don't think they will react to well to the drones presence.  Everyone knows their reputation no-one knows their reliability.  Everyone knows how what the Anastasius Focht has sacrificed when fighting the Word of Blake in ComStar's name and what it would sacrifice again if asked under the SLDF flag.”  She said proudly so all the command crew could hear the Destroyer slowly began to move between the Capellan vessels in the path of the Wudang Jian.

   â€œCapellan targeting systems are active”  Jack reported “all of them are targeting the Sgian-Dubh.”

   â€œBring ours online, countermeasures at ready.  Have Caspers move to stand-by locations, no active scans or targeting.”

   â€œWe are being hailed by the Wudang Jian, it is Chancellor Naomi Centrella.”

   â€œThe Chancellor herself?  Put her on my screen.”  Amanda Collins said glancing at her side monitor “Chancellor, your vessel has been cleared to transit to Terra.  Your escorts will have to remain on station at the Nadir point however I need to remind you that active targeting systems in the Terra system are not permitted unless in self defence and your aerospace squadrons should remain in defence of their command vessel not harassing other traffic.”

   â€œWe were simply passing this message to the new arrival and demonstrating to them where their aerospace fighters should be."  Naomi said smiling "I trust that the Sgian-Dubh will be brought under control?”

   â€œWe have nothing to do with internal policies of any state.”

   â€œSo their ship will not be allowed to approach Terra.”

   â€œTheir ship will not be allowed near Terra, however any small craft that wishes to visit will not be barred.”

   â€œThis is preposterous!  We represent the Capellan Confederation as a full member state of the Star League.”  Naomi Centrella said losing her temper, Amanda Collins felt awkward she was a Navy Captain this was a Succession Lord a member of the Star League Council, although Naomi was not Amanda's boss she was somewhere higher along the chain of command.  Still the rules were the rules.

   â€œAny small vessel intending no harm to Terra is allowed to approach and land on the planet.  That is Terran law, Chancellor, and Star League rules of conduct within this system.”  Amanda said firmly, Naomi nodded off camera at a crewman.  "Anyone who wishes to visit the homeworld of humanity is welcome."

   â€œThey have shut down their targeting systems, Captain” Jack Reagen said quietly to Amanda

   â€œThank you for your cooperation, Chancellor” Amanda Reagen said “helm move us away.”  She said to her crew "Chancellor, enjoy your time in the Terran system."

   â€œAnd your Hammers?”  Naomi asked obviously referring to the three Caspers which had moved to shadow the Capellan force.  One of the ships would probably have been enough to cause the Capellans a lot trouble.

   â€œThey are no threat, unless your vessels attempt to cause trouble for any other vessel within this system, if you become a threat they are quite effective.”

       "I am sure they are" Naomi said cutting the communication link as the CCSS Wudang Jian fired her main thrusters beginning her transit towards Terra.  Her aerospace fighters all immediately broke contact with the isolated Sgian-Dubh and began to chase their mothership.

       "Make sure the new arrival understands the terms of their stay in this system and the rules just as well as everyone else."  Amanda said glancing at the small ship.  Which was probably one of the smallest WarShips ever constructed but still a very potent weapon of war.

Air Tour over Unity City
Unity City, North America
Terra, Star League Protectorate
12th November 3088

   The modified Lexan Oceanic VTOL flew slowly over Unity City in the last fifteen years the Terran Government and that of the Star League Protectorate had restored about a quarter of the city to a livable state, now nearly one hundred thousand lived and worked in the city.  Much of the buildings needed to be completely demolished before replacements could be built along side this work a tourism industry had been built with dozens of companies showing people Unity City up close with using VTOLs and remote probes.  This industry was fueled with demand not just from people of the wider Inner Sphere but also citizens of Terra who for so long had heard stories of the great Unity City but been banned from going near it by both ComStar and the Word of Blake.

   Today's flight had been bought out by a single reservation for two people today North American Unity Tours was host to the Chancellor of the Capellan Confederation Naomi Centrella and Duchess Danai Centrella-Davion.  The VTOL was being shadowed by four Vector VTOLs all were painted in SLDF Greens however two were piloted by Naomi's bodyguard and two by Danai's bodyguard.  Further away an entire squadron of SLDF piloted Vectors maintained a perimetre with orders to shoot down any of the bodyguard aircraft that got too close to the Lexan.  In orbit both the FSS Alexander Davion and CCSS Wudang Jian were monitoring the entire situation while beyond them the SLS Covenant shadowed them.

   Aboard the VTOL however none of this could be seen the two sisters who had not spoken for several years sat in silence quietly watching the city go past them.  “It's impressive what has been rebuilt after all that was lost.”  Danai said quietly

   â€œYes, many thing have changed” Naomi agreed “I wonder what mother would have thought.”

   â€œShe would... have said it is a very different world that we live in.”  Danai said after a pause “I wish she could have seen her grand-children.”

   â€œYes, her influence could have made a lot of difference to their lives.”

   â€œNot just theirs” Naomi glanced at her sister and slowly nodded “I think our lives would have been very different should she have survived.” Danai said quietly “are you happy with the choices you've made?”

   â€œI made the choices I needed to survive.  I would make them all again.”  Naomi said defiantly

   â€œThat's not what I asked” Danai said keeping her voice even.

   â€œI can live with them big sister, are you happy?”

   â€œYes” Danai answered simply “my children are healthy, my husband is loving and my home has four walls and a roof.  It's all I need” Danai said quietly “I do miss Canopus though.”

   â€œAnd it misses you, as do I” Naomi said raising slowly from her chair, the Lexan VTOL normally had a space you could live in this one had been modified to allow passengers to walk around unhindered allowing for spectacular views of the City.  Danai rose slowly beside her younger sister.  “I sometimes wish my children had an aunt, I have two sisters but sometimes I feel alone, you are lucky to have Victor's family stabilizing your family.  Sometimes I feel your influence or even Edre's would have been a calming influence on Dao-Shen, a guide to Ilsa or a guide to Aleshia.”

   â€œI still could be...” Danai said quietly Naomi chuckled

   â€œNo I don't think that would be a good idea.  Dao-Shen is much like any member of the Liao family from history” she said nearly spitting the Liao name “he is quite anti-Davion not to mention how you would be stained traveling to Sian, or for him to come to Liao.”

   â€œThen I meet him somewhere neutral, Fronc, we drop in by Edre, a reunion.”

   â€œI wish that were possibly, Danai”  Naomi said as the VTOL began to turn for base “this has been good” she said turning to her older sister. “It's been nice to be just your sister for this short trip, I'm happy you've got a good life and are happy.”  She said leaning in hugging her sister Danai returned the embrace there was something “right” about it that Danai had missed for so many years.  As the VTOL flew back to base the two spoke a length about their children and memories of their own childhood before going their separate ways once back on the ground.  Everyone knew they were sisters however in public they were representatives of the Capellan Confederation and of the Federated Suns and unless public opinion changed drastically in the near future they would have to remain distant from each other.

Capellan Wing, Whitting Conference Centre
Unity City, North America
Terra, Star League Protectorate
13th November 3088

   â€œI am eighteen years old, I don't need to go out and see what is going on I have been here before!”  Dao-Shen Centrella shouted at his mother near the top of his voice.

   â€œQuite right you have been here before, but every visit we learn new things.  Our people should see that we are here equal to every other state of the Inner Sphere, standing up for what we believe.”

   â€œLike your trip yesterday?”  He questioned, Naomi had not told her son where she had gone yesterday, she knew her oldest born would not understand just like her younger children did not understand why they could not meet their aunt.

   â€œWhere I went was none of your concern, now get your things ready and make sure Ilsa has her things too.”

   â€œWhy do I have to take her?”

   â€œYour sister is only fifteen years old and she has never been to Terra, would you want her to see things that she shouldn't or be put at risk by outsiders?”  Naomi asked “you are her brother, you have responsibilities to look after her.”

   â€œThat's why she has a bodyguard.”  Dao-Shen muttered turning to get their things.

   â€œI am your mother and you Chancellor, you will do what you are told.”  Naomi ordered instead of using her motherly voice she chose her Chancellor's tone and direction if her son would not listen to his mother he would listen to his Chancellor or face the consequences.  Instead of arguing further however Dao-Shen continued to get his and his sisters things in order before leaving along with their security detail.

   Almost thirty minutes later the doors opened and in entered Protector Erik Martens-Calderon of the Taurian Concordat.  “Good afternoon, Erik”  Naomi said she'd chosen to dress down for this meeting instead of clothing rich with Capellan greens and golds she wore a dark purple coloured dress that reached the ground.

   â€œChancellor, an unexpected invitation” he said formally

   â€œOne long over due, Erik, after our last encounter I had hoped to see you again.”  Naomi said quietly “a drink?”  She asked heading over to the bar area.

   â€œNo thank you for the offer, I have a meeting with Corrine Marik this afternoon, I would prefer to keep a straight head.”  He said Naomi nodded replacing the cap on the bottle turning back towards him.

   â€œCorrine Marik, you move on fast enough, I will get to the point then Erik” she said crossing the room she opened the bedroom door and motioned her daughter into the room “Erik, please allow me to introduce to you Aleshia Centrella, your daughter.”  She said quietly revealing the child she was only five years old she had a mix of the dark Canopian skin and Erik's blonde hair.

   â€œMy daughter” Erik said smiling kneeling down “hello there” he said quietly, Aleshia side-stepped hiding behind her mother.  “You've never said anything...”

   â€œWe've both busy lives, my position in the Capellan state requires that I maintain in a state of control a state I will be keeping.  Officially she is a child of Sun-Tzu like my other children.  But I thought that you should at least meet her.”  Naomi said moving to a couch Aleshia following her sitting on her knee.

   â€œI thank you, Naomi, this means a lot to me.”

Capellan Press Conference, Whitting Conference Centre
Unity City, North America
Terra, Star League Protectorate
14th November 3088

   Standing on a podium outside the Whitting Conference Centre Duke Dao-Shen Centrella faced the combined press of the Inner Sphere.  “Ladies and gentlemen, I am sorry to announce that last night my mother Naomi Centrella passed away in her sleep.  Initial examination suggests she suffered a fatal heart attack and felt no pain.  Although I am far from the Celestial Palace I have been declared as the new Chancellor of the Capellan Confederation.”  He said pausing for a moment “as my first act as Chancellor I will right a wrong that my mother always regretted making, as of this moment forward my family is restored to its true name Liao.  My sisters as future leaders of the Magistracy of Canopus will be known as Centrella-Liao honouring where our family routes are.  I will now take some questions.”

   Across the street members of the Star League Intelligence Corps dressed in plain clothes observed the press as they questioned the new Capellan Chancellor.  Without any equipment the two had only their own observations to make decisions and judgments “he did it” one said quietly, too quietly for anyone beyond his partner to hear.

   â€œHe's barely trying to hide it.”  The other agreed

   â€œMaybe lacks the practice?”

   â€œNo, look how he plays with the questions, he knows exactly what they are going to ask and what to say.”

   â€œHe's inherited plenty skills from his father, without the anger of his mother.”

   â€œMore trouble to come from him”

   â€œExpect anything else from a Liao?”  The other simply chuckled trust the Capellans to keep things interesting.

   Across the city Duke Cameron Victor St Jamis-Liao also held a conference speaking out against the “Centrella dominance of the Liao throne” and the “pretender son of a failed leader.”  Again watching the young man was a Star League Intelligence Corps team, beyond them were additional Star League security forces from the First Knights of the Sphere who were ready to step in and calm the crowd should Cameron Victor's rhetoric cause too trouble.   Fortunately the young noble perhaps sensing that being on Terra it would be best to remain on good terms with his hosts and controlled how the crowd reacted to his words.  Although there was little difference in gaining support on Terra as the people had little to do with the Capellan nation.  On Terra Cameron Victor's words could be carried across the Inner Sphere instead of stifled by Dao Shen Liao's government.  Both rising names within the Capellan state emsuring all eyes on them for the immediate future.