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+ + + Commander's Transmission - Southfort ComAlpha - Date Log 3-32-9014 + + + 

This is a notice of evacuation to all personnel residing or working at Southfort.
Civilians report to Loading Docks A-D.  Military personnel report to Docks E and F.
Failure to comply with this order will result in the forfeit of your life.
This is not a drill.  

The Kaltian hounds are bounding over the hills.  
Southfort is in their eyes as they lick their slavering chops.  
The enemy is too many, though their blood is thin. 
Our Strength is not enough to blow them back,
but we may just have enough strength left to blow them to hell.  

Stand Riscana!  This is not our hour of shame, 
This will be our birth of glory.
Stand Riscana!  Let the love you hold for my father King 
flow richly through your veins! 

With this blast we will announce our pride
With this blast we will begin our glorious march
With this blast will we ride through the fields of the dead
With this blast we will return home to Mother Riscain! 

This is a notice of evacuation to all personnel residing or working at Southfort.
Civilians report to Loading Docks A-D.  Military personnel report to Docks E and F.
Failure to comply with this order will result in the forfeit of your life.
This is not a drill.  

+ + + Transmission Repeats . . . + + +

A Nation Consumed by War

9014

The battles that ravaged between Kaltia, Riscana, and Ohnben reached a boiling point after the Riscanan capital was all but destroyed overnight. Kaltian invaders fell upon the vulnerable Riscana, now bereft of much of its defenses. Ohnben too expanded its borders, ostensibly with a claim of aiding Riscanan refugees, but they made no disputes about their claims to new land. Within a month nearly ninety percent of the once proud nation had been set upon by it's ravening neighbors, the sole resistance was a solitary fortress in the middle of the barren wastes. Southfort, as it was aptly named, was once part of the great barrier that protected Riscana's southern flank.

Riscanan comm networks were all but destroyed following the capital's rupture, local emergency networks were quickly re-established, but news of the capital's fall did not reach Riscanan ears in time to allow the mustering of a proper defense. One by One, the last bastions of Riscana fell against the brunt of an advancing Kaltian army. A lone dragoon managed to escape from the approaching onslaught at Valeya, warning them of the approach of an impossibly vast Kaltian force from the north.

Though that direction was the facing of the capital, still no one had believed the capital had fallen. It was a Kaltian ruse, complete with a Kaltian surprise attack. Suspicions rose upon receiving battle data from the surviving scout, but the very idea of it was dismissed out of hand. What the commander of Southfort knew was that nearly thirty percent of the entire Kaltian army was enroute to his position and would reach him before nightfall. Time was short, action was needed. Young Commander James Erwoll, youngest son of the Riscanan throne and perhaps the loosest cannon among the royal line, was the current leading officer at Southfort. If action was needed, he would not hesitate to take it.

Southfort housed few civilians, it was primarily a military outpost. While the forces within the walls were formidable they numbered fewer than a third of what was currently approaching. Mounting a defense against such impossible odds was impossible. All civilian forces were evacuated into the 9 mobile battlefortresses docked at Southfort. All automated defenses were engaged, and all safety mechanisms were removed from the four reactors beneath the city. The solitary unreality generator, a relic of an ancient time that had recently returned to life, was rigged with every explosive Southfort could spare. Prince James' plan spelled the end of Southfort, but it would deny it to the enemy, and if the commander had anything to say about it, would take as many Kaltians as possible with the loss.

Prince James ordered most of the battleforts to take their civilian cargo to a known cave complex in the Barrens and to set up what rudimentary life support they could there. Of the remaining he took volunteers to join him on the front. The entirety of the remaining three pledged their allegiance without hesitation. The Kaltians came, and foolishly moved to take the abandoned fort after suffering minimal damage from the automated defenses. The Young James, barely twenty-seven years old, made the call without hesitation. The explosives were detonated, the unreality generator suffered a critical fault just as predicted. The energies fluxed into themselves, creating a massive unreality wave that ruptured through the Kaltian force while the Prince and his faithful ships watched from a safe distance.

The military campaign began under that purple sky what would later come to be known as the 'Rebellion of the Mad Prince'.

The RF-18 Battlefortress

Gigantic mobile field bases that are at the center of every Riscanan military push. Laden with massive arrays of guns and missile platforms, they also serve as an all-purpose utility vehicle. Constructions, Repairs, Salvage, Mining of natural resources, Communications, or simply serving as a Shelter, the RF-18 was built with lasting versatility in mind. Despite it's ample armor and plentiful armament the vehicles are rarely thrown into direct fights, simply because they are too valuable to lose. Especially so for the mad prince.

Each Battlefortress contains enough docking space for up to fifteen dragoons or tanks for active projects. If necessary more can be stored within the cargo hold, but in general this space is reserved for more logistical concerns, such as keeping those fifteen dragoons or tanks refueled and well armed. The battlefortress was built around a core crew of 30, including 1 Fortress Master, 1 chief-subordinate, 3 gunnery officers, 1 navigation officer, 1 communications officer, 1 master engineer, 5 subordinate engineers, 1 chief medical officer, 2 medical technicians, and 15 Dragoon/Tank pilots. This crew can be expanded up toward fifty personnel without significant cramping concerns, assuming several quarters are converted into group barracks. Though crews of more than a hundred are possible, military capability begins to be sharply effected the more space is consumed and the ship's systems will have difficulty providing water and food reliably to so many for a prolonged service. In practice, the average battlefortress crew hovers at just above 46.

Though powered by enormous hydrogen-fusion engines, much of the engine's power goes toward just bearing the load of the battlefortress. The vehicles in practice are ponderously slow, though they have little concerns for terrain due to their size. Because of their speed, the battlefortresses need to rely on their Dragoon and tank contingent for defense and to fulfill objectives.

RF-18 Black Dagger

One of the eldest Fortresses active in the Southfort region, with well over 80 years of service and illustrious history of 24 commanders, one of which went on to become reagent, Prince James' grandfather. The prince himself now commands the vessel, which has been heavily modified and upgraded from the base to keep in line with current technologies. It remains one of the finest in the Riscanan fleet and is staffed by elite crews.

RF-18 Steel Hammer

One of the three fortresses to join under the Prince's banner of war, the Steel Hammer is no stranger to the Kaltian front. Its commander, Bernard Calico, grew up on the tank yards, in active military service since he was thirteen years of age. Now nearing his sixtieth year, the commander has an array of victories and medals that could turn any fortress master green. It is no exaggeration to say that there have been many years that the Steel Hammer has single-handedly defended the southern Kaltian front.

RF-18 Crimson Wind

Another of the fortresses to join the rebellion, the Crimson wind has undergone several modifications to its base form in order to give it speed that easily outpaces an average battlefortress. Its armor and armament are lighter, as are it's capacity, but with it's response time it has been quintessential at blunting many assaults of the southern fringe. The Crimson Wind will usually remain behind the front lines and move to reinforce any position that comes under attack. The crew are largely green, but their commander has shown considerable talent at ushering them to where they are best needed. Helmed (and and maintained) by Norah "Gears" Saxson (52) from the engineering bay, the Crimson wind has indisputably been one of the most valuable players in the Riscanan fleet, especially in years when attacks come relentlessly from both fronts.

RF-18 Hellbreach

Of the fortresses present at Southforth, the Hellbreach is by far the youngest. In fact, when the Prince's evacuation order had been declared, it was still undergoing finalization of it's construction. While the craft contains several modern amenities compared to the old dogs on the barrens, it's hastened exit from the port has left the crew with plenty of troubleshooting to perform on the field. That crew, directed by formerly retired fortress master Frederic Saav, have already shown every intention of keeping up with the rest of the fleet. Commander Saav, currently 71 years old, was an volunteer from the ranks of the evacuated Southfort civilians as the vessel had not even been assigned a proper commander.

KC-7 Spirit Knife

A Kaltian light cruiser salvaged by the crew of the black dagger following the southfort explosion. Repairs are still undergoing and much of the internal systems are still a mystery to the Riscanan engineers, but with ingenuity and persistence they have brought most of the vehicle's functions back in line. Compared to a battlefortress it is small and lacks several of the basic utilities most Riscanans would take for granted, however it benefits from Kaltian speed and especially a fuctioning Kaltian cloak field, giving the ship practically zero radar visibility. This was a tactical opportunity that the prince could not afford to pass up. The crew are mostly borrowed from other fortresses in the rebellion fleet, the commander is Edward Heims (37), the former chief-subordinate of the black dagger. The ship is still untested in battle, it is yet to seen if the gap in technology can be surmounted.