You hand your subordinates the marching orders, and they spend the rest of the day copying them and passing them on to their subordinates, and so on. It isn't until the next morning when your two cohorts begin their long march out from the gates of the Holy City, and you're faced with an extraordinary animal. Its a massive creature, packed with bags and a worn saddle, blueish-gray wool covering a bulky qaudrapedial body. Its eyes are black, and it looks at you mournfully. You hesitate.
[14] And after watching your officers, you clamber on, setting your feet into the guarded stirrups.
The rest of the march is uneventful, and it takes roughly a week. Every night your men set up camp in a different field on the way. Your tent is usually the first one set up, and while one junior officer brings you nutrient paste, another takes your beast of burden to graze with the rest. It surprises you, one night, to find that they do not corral them or chain them up. Instead, they all clump together naturally in a herd that doesn't wander far from the camp. The most challenging part of their logistics seems to be finding water but spaced at regular intervals down the road are mechanical pumps for drawing water from the earth. Usually, the march is called to an end when you arrive at one of these pumps, as each seems to be placed roughly a day's march from each other.
The Fifth Crusader Corps's camp stretches over several dips and valleys. Solar Powered water pumps are set up haphazardly throughout, between tents of dull greyish-blue and you and your officers approach the main building. The only pre-fab, hastily constructed in the center of the camp, right next to a water pump. A single hovercraft sits listlessly on a metal landing pad nearby. You pass your beast off to a junior officer and step inside. The inside is poorly lit, the air hanging heavy with an odd smoke.
The Lieutenant Major looks up from his maps. Rising to take your hand in a firm handshake, "Sister Alphira, what a pleasant surprise. I've only just received word of our new [angel], and here she is."
"Pleasure to meet you, Lieutenant Major Maxwell."
"Now! We're going to have you approach Rodstadt from the north while another group provides a creeping artillery fire into the city proper. We don't know how many are in there, but I want you to break your cohort up and secure it. The local Church is still intact as far as I know and could provide a good command post for you and your troops. As soon as I see a flag waving from that position, I'll begin the encirclement around the other two cities. We'll have two platoons of Heavy Infantry approaching the bridges from the southwest, and we want some of your men to link up with them before you put that flag up. Make sure the bugs don't break out."
He passes you a map, and you look it over. "As for the details beyond that, I'll leave that to you."
You are Pheobe Gainer AKA Alphira
Local Time: [0900] 9/29/2011
Personal Time: <3 months
Empyreal Time: NO NETWORK CONNECTION.
You feel faintly disgusted comfortable.
You are a picture of perfect health, with bulging muscles beneath your armor.
You are satiated
On Body:
Mark 15 Battle Armor (Active, Incompatible:Override)On Body, Beneath Armor:
A black and gold armored gambeson.On Shoulders:
A blood red half-cloakStrapped across your chest:
A worn shield belt. 5/5Beneath your gorget:
A blood red kevlar mesh.Strapped to your back:
A heavy assault SMG, painted gold and black.500/500In a holster:
An archeotech Cutter Hilt.500/500In a holster:
A dull, gold and black las-gun pistol.250/250In belt: 5 las-gun rifle magazines.
In backpack: Twenty 'nutrient' cubes, five auto-syringes of modified 'Ballistic', five auto-syringes of 'modified' sleeping medicine, five auto-syringes of 'modified' tranquilizers, one las-gun repair kit, with extra focusing barrels and lenses, five las-gun rifle magazines, five las-gun pistol magazines.
[100 credits] in local currency.
Overload: Qualified
Inferno : Able
Healing Factor: Apprentice
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Endurance Boost: Amateur.
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Strength Boost: Amateur.
Matter Manipulation:Silicon::Able
Skill:
Charisma: Apprentice
Skill:
Attrition Warfare: Apprentice
Skill:
Marksmanship: Proficient
You are under contract with The Brotherhood of Scholars for twenty-three years. [Angel] of The Holy City State of SEED
--High Influence within its borders
--Full command of all military resources, as approved by Crusader General
--Full command of all military resources, in emergencies
--Assigned a personal team of researchers, medical officers, and trainers.
Grandmother(adopted), Handler: Mother Nicole Gainer
--Contactable in person.
--High Influence with Scholars, Crusaders, the Thornton Family
--Current lawful ruler of Steelworks 9 Region (Crusader Supported)
Organization: The Thornton Family
--Contactable through Mail, Emma
--High Influence within Steelworks 9 Region
--Allied with Nicole Gainer, you
Organization: Personal Guard
--A complement of fifty guards, highly trained, heavily armed. Each carries a las-rifle, a las-pistol, and a personal knife. They wear Heavily Armored Crusader vests, leggings, boots and face obscuring kevlar face masks.
--Lead by Captain Zachary McKinney
--Currently in charge of protecting Emma Thornton.
--49/56 Loyal, Fanatic
--3/50 Uncertain
--4/50 Defiant
--McGee Foster (Loyal)
--James Foster (Loyal)
--Erica Hail (Loyal)
--Johnathan Shellton (Loyal)
--Eric Armstrong (Loyal)
--Quincy Black (Loyal)
Organization: Cohort: Red Sword 'The Charging Ajerix'
--A complement of six hundred Crusaders' highly trained, heavily armed. Each carries a las-rifle, a las-pistol, a personal knife, and a cutter hilt. They wear Heavily Armored Crusader helmets, chest-plates, leggings, boots, and face obscuring kevlar face masks.
--Lead by Crusader Major Anderson
--Under your direct command
--600/600
Organization: Cohort: Green Rifle 'The Ruthless Rippers'
--A complement of six hundred Crusaders' highly trained, heavily armed. Each carries a las-rifle, a las-pistol, a personal knife, and a cutter hilt. They wear Heavily Armored Crusader helmets, chest-plates, leggings, boots, and face obscuring kevlar face masks.
--Lead by Crusader Major Jackson
--Under your direct command
--600/600
Organization: Thornton Mercenaries
--A complement of hulking Thornton soldiers turned into cybernetically augmented heavy-duty infantry. Equipped with fusion reactor based las-gun assault rifles, Inferno Shotguns, super thick armor, and technicians standing by.
--Lead by William Thornton
--48/48
Ally, Superior: The Pontifex
--Church leader for the Scholars of the Holy SEED city-state.
--High Influence within its borders
--Incredibly High Influence with Zealots
--Minor feud with Crusaders
Ally, Subservient: Captain Zachary McKinney
--Contactable in person
--High Influence within Personal Guard
--Allied with The Pontifex
--Very low Influence with the Crusaders of SEED
Ally, Subservient: William Thornton
--Contactable through Mail, Emma
--High influence within the Thornton Mercenaries
--High influence within The Thornton Family
--Feared within Steelworks 9 Region
Personal Scientist, Ally: Silas Thornton
--Contactable in person
--High influence within The Thornton Family
Contact, Military Trainer Coordinator: Tyler Hop (Cordial)
Lover, Adjutant: Emma Thornton
--High influence within The Thornton Family
Friends(?) (Lost Contact):
-Jesse Hardhouse
-Amanda Silversmith
-John Frost
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