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<blockquote data-quote="LostSoul" data-source="post: 4001156" data-attributes="member: 386"><p><strong>Scene. Building, Fat Chaz.</strong></p><p></p><p>Space. Heavy freighters and cargo ships slip out of distortion.</p><p></p><p>A sensors operator looks at his screen, suddenly filled with blips. "Sir, is Lord Tovol meeting us out here?"</p><p></p><p>"No. What have you got?"</p><p></p><p>"I'm picking up all sorts of hammer contacts."</p><p></p><p>"Evasive maneuvers! It's the pirates!" The captain turns to his signals man. "Get me a line to Lord Tovol!"</p><p></p><p>Cut to: The Blue Sky room, Lord Tovol's abouretum. Filtered glass turns black space into clear skies. Lord Tovol, grim faced, sits playing chess with his consort Keili.</p><p></p><p>His corvis blinks and flashes. Garbled communications come through. "...Tovol... here... ships..." The signal cuts out.</p><p></p><p>Keili looks at Tovol.</p><p></p><p>"You're right," he says. "Better send the CAP out to meet them."</p><p></p><p>Cut to: Space. Ships dance in fire. </p><p></p><p>Tovol's hammer approach the scene of the conflict - too late. All that is left is debris. Both pirate and cargo.</p><p></p><p><strong>Scene. Building, Lord Tovol.</strong></p><p></p><p>Archcotare Sibil greets Lord Tovol in the small chapel he uses as his office.</p><p></p><p>"Lord Tovol, how nice of you to greet me. I trust you've heard about the supply convoy's problems?"</p><p></p><p>"Of course."</p><p></p><p>"Those ships were bringing in the supplies to build a new cathedral on Boldaq! Once again you've let the faith down. You've let your father down!</p><p></p><p>But I'm sure you only care that your operations are crippled now. You won't be able to make another assault on those pirates until you rearm and refuel."</p><p></p><p>"I'm here to make it right. I am planning an assault on the Pali."</p><p></p><p>"The heretic?" A wide grin covers his face. "Yes. Take my sodalites. Teach him a lesson."</p><p></p><p><strong>Scene. Intersitial, Lord Tovol.</strong></p><p></p><p>"The scramblers are on, then?" Lord Tovol asks.</p><p></p><p>"Yes, my Lord," the sig man answers.</p><p></p><p>Lord Tovol commands him to leave with a glance, one look from those cold blue eyes. He is left alone.</p><p></p><p>An image flickers to life. The Pali Vachir Suren Edrene appears.</p><p></p><p>"Pali. I may be coming to see you soon. And I'll be bringing some friends."</p><p></p><p>"I was thinking the same thing. And if the Margrave Chazovic was there with us, we could accomplish much."</p><p></p><p>"Exactly."</p><p></p><p>"The universe is a wondrous thing. Two minds, as different as could be, coming up with the same plan. It is a thing that must be."</p><p></p><p><strong>Scene. Interstitial, Pali Suren Vachir Edrene.</strong></p><p></p><p>Brother Lintor: a mutant of massive size. He sits at a communications panel.</p><p></p><p>Fat Chaz appears lounging on a couch. He inhales the smoke coming from a large frog roasting alive over hot coals. He blows the smoke into the screen.</p><p></p><p>"Fat Chaz. The Pali wants to deal."</p><p></p><p>"I'm listening."</p><p></p><p>"He needs some smugglers - bring stuff down here so we can fight. We don't want those nobles getting in our way."</p><p></p><p>"If you could get me access to the drugs and the lazuli, I think we could work it out."</p><p></p><p>"No problem."</p><p></p><p>"I'll come down and talk to the Pali about the specifics of our deal."</p><p></p><p>"Looking forward to it." </p><p></p><p><strong>Scene. Building, Kofer Pyatt.</strong></p><p></p><p>We see Lord Tovol's flagship descend through the green filter of recon lenses. It lands in the Anvil garrison, the von Zágaš' only foothold on the planet itself.</p><p></p><p>Numbers appear as the lenses focus on each hammer landing there. A heavy female voice reads off the coordinates.</p><p></p><p>Cut to: Kofer Pyatt dressed in Iron. Heavy artillery cars roll up around him. He turns to his operator, who nods. Kofer Pyatt lifts his PaC and heads into the city as the artillery begin to BOOM BOOM BOOM raining fire on the garrison, blowing the noses off the hammer stranded there.</p><p></p><p>A great gouge is blown in the garrison's fortifications. Kofer Pyatt's men, dressed in peicemeal armour, wielding whatever weapons they can get their hands on - swords, rifles, machine guns, lasers - rush through the gap. The Anvil beyond flee before the onslaught.</p><p></p><p>Kofer Pyatt himself leads a charge, his PaC strafing squads of anvil. Men die screaming and those who live flee.</p><p></p><p>When the smoke clears, Kofer Pyatt walks triumphantly into the garrison, Lord of Boldaq.</p><p></p><p><strong>Scene. Building, Lord Tovol.</strong></p><p></p><p>The Pali's mountain fortress. Monks and servants prepare to welcome Fat Chaz and his men. Animals roast, drinks are prepared, drugs readied. Carvans ascend the pilgrim's path to the ancient gates.</p><p></p><p>Fat Chaz circles above in his hammer. He pores over the sensors. He picks up heavy heat signatures coming up along the road.</p><p></p><p>Draz Tolo, his deadly assassin, looks over Chaz's massive frame. "Looks like they have a surprise for us."</p><p></p><p>"Suit up the men. We'll have a surprise of our own if this 'Pali' tries anything."</p><p></p><p>The ships land in the fortress. Gongs ring out. Chaz walks to the Pali, grabbing what food is offered to him. Draz follows with hand-picked bodyguards.</p><p></p><p>"Edrene. Let's make a deal. What do you want?"</p><p></p><p>"I want you to denounce your ways and submit to me so I might cleanse your soul."</p><p></p><p>"Wha-?" Chaz spits food from his mouth.</p><p></p><p>"If you will not, then embrace your destiny."</p><p></p><p>Chaz draws his sword and swings at Edrene, who drops to the floor. This is the signal the monks were waiting for. The combat begins.</p><p></p><p><strong>Scene. Firefight, Edrene.</strong></p><p></p><p>Brother Lintor and his monks pour out of a temple.</p><p></p><p>Bortei draws his assault gun and screams 'Bonzai!' His men throw down their robes and reveal their weapons, anvil shining in the sun.</p><p></p><p>Lord Tovol, standing on the wall encircling the courtyard, takes off a worker's robe and raises his blazing force sword. He looks at Keili, who nods. Behind them two squads of Sodalis raise their jack lasers and draw down on Fat Chaz.</p><p></p><p>A group of Ahmek Zai, new converts to the Pali, draw their curved swords and scream ancient battle cries.</p><p></p><p>Fat Chaz and his bodyguards open fire as his marines, ready in anvil, pour from his ships.</p><p></p><p>The courtyard is filled with bullets and laser beams. Fat Chaz screams, "Get back! Pull back to the ships!" But he is pinned down, unable to move. One of his bodyguards is caught by a laser and dies.</p><p></p><p>Tovol looks down at Fat Chaz. "There he is, men - you can't miss him! I want all of you to open fire on him!"</p><p></p><p>Laser beams scorch the courtyard grounds, but somehow miss Fat Chaz. He scrambles backward.</p><p></p><p>Chaz yells to his men. "Cover us!" They pull back slowly under a blanket of fire and make it to the arachnid legs of their ships. Time enough to take a breath. "All right men, dig in. We'll let them come to us."</p><p></p><p>Monks scream and yell and rush the pirates - only to be met by a withering stream of fire. They are pushed back.</p><p></p><p>Lord Tovol moves to the front. "Again! Follow me! Don't stop, push forward!" Following the Hammer Lord with his force sword drawn high, they rush in again.</p><p></p><p>The Ahmek Zai lead the charge and are cut down by laser fire. But others follow. Bortei screams and his men let out withering fire from their assault rifles. Pirates die. Lasers rip out and scorch anvil. Men scream and bodies break.</p><p></p><p>Tovol carves a path through pirates to Fat Chaz. "Face me, Chaz!"</p><p></p><p>Chaz draws his own sword and the two meet. He lowers his guard for a moment, drawing Tovol in - but Tovol is prepared for this feint and slashes out. Fat Chaz barely dodges and stumbles back, running.</p><p></p><p>The hulk that is Brother Lintor picks up anvil-kitted pirates like paper dolls, breaking them against the landing gear of the ship. From behind, Draz Tolo drops out of a hidden compartment silently. He aims his CEBW but it blinks red - out of ammo. He strikes Lintor in the neck with the butt of his pistol - and only succeeds in drawing the mutant monk's attention. Draz rolls out and joins Chaz in his retreat.</p><p></p><p>"Follow me, men!" Chaz screams. The pirates press forth and break through the monks. Lintor yells, "Coward! Running again!"</p><p></p><p>Chaz barks out orders. "You men - lay down covering fire! You - follow me, we'll flank them from here where we can get a clear shot!" His marines obey. The monks and sodalis are pinned down under the ship.</p><p></p><p>Tovol takes stock. "Men! Follow me!" They rush forward. Sodalis are cut down but the charge is not stopped. Men swirl in a bloody melee. Cries of the dying and wounded cry out.</p><p></p><p>Fat Chaz finds himself alone with Lord Tovol, his bodyguards dead around him. He spots the back of Draz Tolo making for the ships, jets still running, with what forces remain.</p><p></p><p>Fat Chaz drops his sword and falls to his knees. "Mercy," he pleads. Lord Tovol stands over him. Sodalites bind Fat Chaz and strip him down.</p><p></p><p>Pirate hammer roars away. Brother Lintor and Bortei look around frantically. </p><p></p><p>"The Pali - he's gone! They've taken him!"</p><p></p><p><strong>Scene. Building, Archcotare Sibil.</strong></p><p></p><p>At the sun sets on this violent day, Kofer Pyatt stands on a balcony overlooking the crowds gathered in the streets of his city. His men and the city-dwellers alike. He is lit up by bright lights, regal in his Iron. Cameras roll, broadcasting his image around the world.</p><p></p><p>"My people! I have seen the fire! We will bring it to change this world and make it Paradise!"</p><p></p><p>Behind him, a great iron wheel erupts into flame. </p><p></p><p>Archcotare Sibil steps onto the balcony. "I have judged this man and found him worthy! Let all men know that Duke von Zágaš has appointed Lord Kofer Pyatt as Cotar Fomas of Boldaq, he who will carry out the will of the faith!</p><p></p><p>"Let us rejoice in this new age! We shall bring enlightenment back to Boldaq!"</p><p></p><p>The crowd screams. But among Tovol's noble court, in the taverns and public houses, people grumble. "Does the Duke think this native is worthy of a title?" "More off-worlder nonsense."</p><p></p><p><strong>Maneuver. Flak vs. Gambit. </strong></p><p></p><p>Around the worldand in the court of Lord Tovol, word spreads. Fat Chaz has been captured! The relentless piracy is going to come to an end.</p><p></p><p>But at what cost? Lord Tovol has spent so much time on the warpath he's ignored the faith of the people. Thankfully, Archcotare Sibil has found a diamond in the rough in Kofer Pyatt. He will bring peace and prosperity to Boldaq where Lord Tovol failed.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="LostSoul, post: 4001156, member: 386"] [b]Scene. Building, Fat Chaz.[/b] Space. Heavy freighters and cargo ships slip out of distortion. A sensors operator looks at his screen, suddenly filled with blips. "Sir, is Lord Tovol meeting us out here?" "No. What have you got?" "I'm picking up all sorts of hammer contacts." "Evasive maneuvers! It's the pirates!" The captain turns to his signals man. "Get me a line to Lord Tovol!" Cut to: The Blue Sky room, Lord Tovol's abouretum. Filtered glass turns black space into clear skies. Lord Tovol, grim faced, sits playing chess with his consort Keili. His corvis blinks and flashes. Garbled communications come through. "...Tovol... here... ships..." The signal cuts out. Keili looks at Tovol. "You're right," he says. "Better send the CAP out to meet them." Cut to: Space. Ships dance in fire. Tovol's hammer approach the scene of the conflict - too late. All that is left is debris. Both pirate and cargo. [b]Scene. Building, Lord Tovol.[/b] Archcotare Sibil greets Lord Tovol in the small chapel he uses as his office. "Lord Tovol, how nice of you to greet me. I trust you've heard about the supply convoy's problems?" "Of course." "Those ships were bringing in the supplies to build a new cathedral on Boldaq! Once again you've let the faith down. You've let your father down! But I'm sure you only care that your operations are crippled now. You won't be able to make another assault on those pirates until you rearm and refuel." "I'm here to make it right. I am planning an assault on the Pali." "The heretic?" A wide grin covers his face. "Yes. Take my sodalites. Teach him a lesson." [b]Scene. Intersitial, Lord Tovol.[/b] "The scramblers are on, then?" Lord Tovol asks. "Yes, my Lord," the sig man answers. Lord Tovol commands him to leave with a glance, one look from those cold blue eyes. He is left alone. An image flickers to life. The Pali Vachir Suren Edrene appears. "Pali. I may be coming to see you soon. And I'll be bringing some friends." "I was thinking the same thing. And if the Margrave Chazovic was there with us, we could accomplish much." "Exactly." "The universe is a wondrous thing. Two minds, as different as could be, coming up with the same plan. It is a thing that must be." [b]Scene. Interstitial, Pali Suren Vachir Edrene.[/b] Brother Lintor: a mutant of massive size. He sits at a communications panel. Fat Chaz appears lounging on a couch. He inhales the smoke coming from a large frog roasting alive over hot coals. He blows the smoke into the screen. "Fat Chaz. The Pali wants to deal." "I'm listening." "He needs some smugglers - bring stuff down here so we can fight. We don't want those nobles getting in our way." "If you could get me access to the drugs and the lazuli, I think we could work it out." "No problem." "I'll come down and talk to the Pali about the specifics of our deal." "Looking forward to it." [b]Scene. Building, Kofer Pyatt.[/b] We see Lord Tovol's flagship descend through the green filter of recon lenses. It lands in the Anvil garrison, the von Zágaš' only foothold on the planet itself. Numbers appear as the lenses focus on each hammer landing there. A heavy female voice reads off the coordinates. Cut to: Kofer Pyatt dressed in Iron. Heavy artillery cars roll up around him. He turns to his operator, who nods. Kofer Pyatt lifts his PaC and heads into the city as the artillery begin to BOOM BOOM BOOM raining fire on the garrison, blowing the noses off the hammer stranded there. A great gouge is blown in the garrison's fortifications. Kofer Pyatt's men, dressed in peicemeal armour, wielding whatever weapons they can get their hands on - swords, rifles, machine guns, lasers - rush through the gap. The Anvil beyond flee before the onslaught. Kofer Pyatt himself leads a charge, his PaC strafing squads of anvil. Men die screaming and those who live flee. When the smoke clears, Kofer Pyatt walks triumphantly into the garrison, Lord of Boldaq. [b]Scene. Building, Lord Tovol.[/b] The Pali's mountain fortress. Monks and servants prepare to welcome Fat Chaz and his men. Animals roast, drinks are prepared, drugs readied. Carvans ascend the pilgrim's path to the ancient gates. Fat Chaz circles above in his hammer. He pores over the sensors. He picks up heavy heat signatures coming up along the road. Draz Tolo, his deadly assassin, looks over Chaz's massive frame. "Looks like they have a surprise for us." "Suit up the men. We'll have a surprise of our own if this 'Pali' tries anything." The ships land in the fortress. Gongs ring out. Chaz walks to the Pali, grabbing what food is offered to him. Draz follows with hand-picked bodyguards. "Edrene. Let's make a deal. What do you want?" "I want you to denounce your ways and submit to me so I might cleanse your soul." "Wha-?" Chaz spits food from his mouth. "If you will not, then embrace your destiny." Chaz draws his sword and swings at Edrene, who drops to the floor. This is the signal the monks were waiting for. The combat begins. [b]Scene. Firefight, Edrene.[/b] Brother Lintor and his monks pour out of a temple. Bortei draws his assault gun and screams 'Bonzai!' His men throw down their robes and reveal their weapons, anvil shining in the sun. Lord Tovol, standing on the wall encircling the courtyard, takes off a worker's robe and raises his blazing force sword. He looks at Keili, who nods. Behind them two squads of Sodalis raise their jack lasers and draw down on Fat Chaz. A group of Ahmek Zai, new converts to the Pali, draw their curved swords and scream ancient battle cries. Fat Chaz and his bodyguards open fire as his marines, ready in anvil, pour from his ships. The courtyard is filled with bullets and laser beams. Fat Chaz screams, "Get back! Pull back to the ships!" But he is pinned down, unable to move. One of his bodyguards is caught by a laser and dies. Tovol looks down at Fat Chaz. "There he is, men - you can't miss him! I want all of you to open fire on him!" Laser beams scorch the courtyard grounds, but somehow miss Fat Chaz. He scrambles backward. Chaz yells to his men. "Cover us!" They pull back slowly under a blanket of fire and make it to the arachnid legs of their ships. Time enough to take a breath. "All right men, dig in. We'll let them come to us." Monks scream and yell and rush the pirates - only to be met by a withering stream of fire. They are pushed back. Lord Tovol moves to the front. "Again! Follow me! Don't stop, push forward!" Following the Hammer Lord with his force sword drawn high, they rush in again. The Ahmek Zai lead the charge and are cut down by laser fire. But others follow. Bortei screams and his men let out withering fire from their assault rifles. Pirates die. Lasers rip out and scorch anvil. Men scream and bodies break. Tovol carves a path through pirates to Fat Chaz. "Face me, Chaz!" Chaz draws his own sword and the two meet. He lowers his guard for a moment, drawing Tovol in - but Tovol is prepared for this feint and slashes out. Fat Chaz barely dodges and stumbles back, running. The hulk that is Brother Lintor picks up anvil-kitted pirates like paper dolls, breaking them against the landing gear of the ship. From behind, Draz Tolo drops out of a hidden compartment silently. He aims his CEBW but it blinks red - out of ammo. He strikes Lintor in the neck with the butt of his pistol - and only succeeds in drawing the mutant monk's attention. Draz rolls out and joins Chaz in his retreat. "Follow me, men!" Chaz screams. The pirates press forth and break through the monks. Lintor yells, "Coward! Running again!" Chaz barks out orders. "You men - lay down covering fire! You - follow me, we'll flank them from here where we can get a clear shot!" His marines obey. The monks and sodalis are pinned down under the ship. Tovol takes stock. "Men! Follow me!" They rush forward. Sodalis are cut down but the charge is not stopped. Men swirl in a bloody melee. Cries of the dying and wounded cry out. Fat Chaz finds himself alone with Lord Tovol, his bodyguards dead around him. He spots the back of Draz Tolo making for the ships, jets still running, with what forces remain. Fat Chaz drops his sword and falls to his knees. "Mercy," he pleads. Lord Tovol stands over him. Sodalites bind Fat Chaz and strip him down. Pirate hammer roars away. Brother Lintor and Bortei look around frantically. "The Pali - he's gone! They've taken him!" [b]Scene. Building, Archcotare Sibil.[/b] At the sun sets on this violent day, Kofer Pyatt stands on a balcony overlooking the crowds gathered in the streets of his city. His men and the city-dwellers alike. He is lit up by bright lights, regal in his Iron. Cameras roll, broadcasting his image around the world. "My people! I have seen the fire! We will bring it to change this world and make it Paradise!" Behind him, a great iron wheel erupts into flame. Archcotare Sibil steps onto the balcony. "I have judged this man and found him worthy! Let all men know that Duke von Zágaš has appointed Lord Kofer Pyatt as Cotar Fomas of Boldaq, he who will carry out the will of the faith! "Let us rejoice in this new age! We shall bring enlightenment back to Boldaq!" The crowd screams. But among Tovol's noble court, in the taverns and public houses, people grumble. "Does the Duke think this native is worthy of a title?" "More off-worlder nonsense." [b]Maneuver. Flak vs. Gambit. [/b] Around the worldand in the court of Lord Tovol, word spreads. Fat Chaz has been captured! The relentless piracy is going to come to an end. But at what cost? Lord Tovol has spent so much time on the warpath he's ignored the faith of the people. Thankfully, Archcotare Sibil has found a diamond in the rough in Kofer Pyatt. He will bring peace and prosperity to Boldaq where Lord Tovol failed. [/QUOTE]
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