Admiral Rodriguez and his Second Officer, Soren Mudrose, slow to a stop in front of Megla and Lord Drall. The Terran crosses his arms while staring at the seated Kraktol leader grimly. "Do you have anything to say to me, or should I simply call you out right here and now?" His words, though hostile,…
Admiral Rodriguez, Soren Mudrose, and their new Kessu companion, Lorrie, all sit together and speak in hushed voices. The Terran and Kraktol sit opposite Lorrie, with the former Kessu leader rubbing her paws together uneasily as she speaks. Some distance away, many other Kraktol and Kessu mill about, continuing to scavenge the Buzor’s former base,…
Admiral Rodriguez laughs emptily. His eyes lose much of their gleam as he gazes at the two curved spires of metal arcing up in half circles atop the shiny warpgate platform. For several seconds, not a thought stirs in José’s mind. Instead, he merely looks retrospectively at all of his actions up to now, reflecting…
Countless Buzor perish in groups of two to ten at a time. The humongous, oversized bugs fall prey to Admiral Rodriguez’s advanced weaponry, perishing en-masse as his ten Titan battle-armors storm forward, blasting anything to pieces not shaped like a cat, a croc, or a human. Thousands of bullets fly every second, tearing holes open…
Lord Drall charges into battle with a regenerative patch quickly easing the pain on his arm. The stinging sensation makes him wince, but it also empowers his anger, doubling his strength! "Graugh! You Buzor have long formed a tepid alliance with the Kraktol, but compared to your scheming ways, I’d much rather have a Terran…
After eliminating the giant centipedes, Admiral Rodriguez jumps out of his Colossus. He plummets forty feet to the ground below, then lands in a roll before jumping up to assume a defensive stance. The Terran holds out his hand while transmitting a mental command to the Colossus. A small bay opens on its chest, and…
Twenty four hours later. Admiral Rodriguez walks along a catwalk above the shuttle docks. He gazes at the deck below him, where thousands of Kessu and Kraktol move with purpose, most of them donning military gear or grabbing weapons, while others perform last-minute checks on the various transport ships while they prep for launch. The…
Three months later, on the Bloodbearer’s Holodeck. Thirty Kraktol, all of them led by the lone Algaru, Kilgore, battle against an army of holographic monsters. Five gigantic trolls, fifty orcs, and more than a hundred goblins and Disperra crash upon the outnumbered Kraktol like waves upon a sandy beach. Thanks to the terrain of the…
While José and Drall go about their business, determining the future of their cooperative murder-venture, in a medical bay elsewhere on the Bloodbearer, a trio of Kessu gather around a hospital bed to gaze at a tiger-colored Kessu with black stripes running across his orange fur. Nyoor, Baaru, and Lele watch as the Bloodbearer’s best…
Nine hundred and fifty-something Kraktol stand within the confines of the Bloodbearer’s Holodeck. Having removed all the seating from the room, José pairs off a quarter of the Kraktol present and has them stand opposite one another atop small, elevated platforms. "The rules are simple," Admiral Rodriguez says, as he paces between the Kraktol warriors….
