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Odin, the Coyote (coyoteOdin)
"Keys to the Time"
Prologue. Collecting the pieces of the past.
How strange, they really thought that this ship will change their destiny.
And he has really changed ...
© The Enoree Ta-Sheng
At the edge of the cliff were two figures - sindarai with golden hair, as well as a creature that most closely resembles ilkani as described by their ancient legends "Kalar An'Hatara. However, unlike the legendary ilkani, fur of this creature was ashen-gray, and the ears - big and sharp. It was Sheyr. The very Sheyr of whom hodilo so many legends and tales, which is adjacent to "Kalar An'Hatara" Code of Mor-Viney, also known as the "Code of the Fallen House" was referred to as the grandson of the legendary Shadow. Perhaps in other worlds attitude to ancient legends were very skeptical, but for the young people of May-Atray, has only recently adopted into the ranks of civilization sindarai, ancient legends were something sacred. Sitting beside a Sheyrom sindarai was Enoree Ta-Sheng, one of kaytari Artae-Nayen. A distance ranged tangible evidence of the events that have had such influence on the history of this world, and not only him, when "Marafi crashed into Artae-Nayen. And although for many centuries jungle planet is almost completely absorbed three-kilometer whopper, were once proud battleship, its cyclopean cabin, leaning, still towered over the forest thicket, like a rock. It took one and a half millennia since then, as the flagship of the fleet ardisian’s "Marafi crashed on this planet, never to rise into the sky ...
Sheyr Enoree and were absorbed into the conversation:
- - How strange that they really thought that this ship will change their destiny. And he has really changed ... - said Enoree.
- Yes - said Sheyr - though this fateful event for them was not so, how they imagined. They thought that "Marafi" will allow them to win the war, but instead he brought them here, on Artae-Nayen. And they got in the end far more than we could imagine even in their wildest dreams - and then Sheyr added - and we, too, thanks to him, got a unique chance to implement their plans.
- You think you're finally able to get to the devices, which you told me so much?
- Yes. With their help - yes.
- Using them? I can not understand. After all, they are among those who are called the Younger. They made their first steps in the universe, and even then it was almost managed to destroy their civilization. Than they are with their technology can help us? Yes, they believe in us, we are now for them - the gods, but they can help their gods?
- That's what they - Junior going to habitual for them to technogenic way. Enoree, do you really think that the creators of the devices have not provided him protection? Believe me - those who have created a device that knows about organotehnologies all, and even more than all. Defense system is the world's devices designed to protect against such as we are. But its creators did not think Junior Races with their primitive technology could be dangerous for them. They do know that Junior will simply never be able to activate the device - it requires highly organotehnologies, rather than soulless hardware. Therefore, the protection device is aimed at blocking the military organrotehnology, but it is not adapted to counter anthropogenic primitive weapons Junior Ras. And Amaghu for which we have become the gods will help us pave the way for devices ...
Book One
"They fell from the sky"
You came from the stars. Strangers to this world. But he took you.
© Akir
(Quoted from: (a) Selker Ari. "Those who are outside.")
Chapter 1. Alone in a strange world.
This ship was our last hope.
© Admiral Kirti
Sharp blow threw Shemesh aside Amaghu fell by swiping his shoulder against the wall. "What was that?" - These are the words flashed at this moment in my head Shemesh, at a time when it seemed that the whole whopper formidable battleship, from stern to bow the ship shook from the explosion in the engine compartment. Since the explosion destroyed the generator is zero, the ship immediately dropped out of hyperspace ...
When Shemesh came to himself, the ship was in an agitated beehive. Most of the commanders gathered in the main cabin, while the remaining officers, headed by Admiral Kirti looking for intruders. When Labisi Eveka asked Admiral to seek the attackers, who organized a diversion, it is not anticipated that the most tragic events now unfold it on the bridge ...
When, finally Shemesh, slightly staggered, get to the nearest health post, the screen appeared Labisi divisor, which has decided to apply to the crew. As expected from the ancient traditions, the highest administrative positions in society Amaghu occupied by females, while males were something of a military caste. Labisi was a beautiful representative of their kind. Council chief nobles Ardisian hegemony was, like all females, Amaghu, elegant and low, its a beautiful grayish hair was groomed and glossy as a small dorsal "ridge" of longer hair, so small and unspoken, compared to the "comb" males had been carefully combed. Yes, its spectacular appearance, Labisi able to impress, and it kind of inspired the crew. But what happened then, all plunged into horror. Shemesh, like other members of the crew, with a shudder saw one of the guards Labisi suddenly took her na sight.
- Attention! Code fifth! - Shouted the guard, and then, as if mocking, began to speak deliberately slowly, while still holding the head of the Council of the nobles at gunpoint - now Ardis never win this war! While I say - my supporters are taking the ship into their own hands. And all your hopes for victory, will die with you and with this ship. The capital of the empire will be restored Madzhot! And Ardis we will turn to rubble! - After these words he abruptly left arm, and undid the belt of an object. He collapsed to the floor and cracked, and debris from his light mist began to unravel gas. The first fell from choking himself a rebel, but everyone who was on the bridge were already doomed. Alarm system immediately blocked the main cabin door, to prevent the spread of gas, and Labisi, as well as all the others who had the misfortune to be there, were trapped. Shemesh watched in horror on the screen divisor as choke and fall accidents, locked in the cabin, while the impassive mechanical voice on-board computer, followed by a howling buzzer, saying: "Attention! Danger! Chemical attack! Attention! Danger! Chemical attack! ". And soon in the corridors of the ship could be heard shooting ...
... When the nightmare finally, verse and silent last shots, Shemesh has been raised in a lift back to the wheelhouse, he was summoned back Kirt admiral, who took command of the ship itself. Cabin stood near the door warriors with laser cutters and assault team. They tried to force the door back the bridge, where the remnants of the rebels had barricaded themselves.
- Shemesh - the admiral said - we will soon need your skills. The captain and his aides were killed along with Labisi, and we only have a fighter and shuttle - but not warships. And you, judging from your documents, used to be an assistant captain on a heavy cruiser Gelar ...
- Admiral, you have to say that I would be ...?
- Yes! In addition to you - nobody.
- Even after the story with "Gelar?
- Shemesh, I tell you what. Council Decision nobles against you, I believe unfair. After all, if you actually saved the ship and its crew. Just after the tragedy Council needed someone who could be convicted. And they were ... but you get down to business, while we're trying to break into the standby bridge, I will briefly outline your current situation. Most of the rebels managed to destroy us, but some are locked on the standby bridge, and, judging by the testimony of airborne terminals, they were able to block the vehicle control system. And it can only be unlocked with one of the two bridges. In the main it is impossible - there is still gas. It remains only that.
- Can leave here the safety and wait for the main bridge system to purify the air?
- No, we do not have time - and the Admiral turned visor on the auxiliary terminal - see this planet? We are rapidly approaching her. I am afraid that before you lock control, the rebels have set the ship on a collision course.
- Suicide!
- They realized that they still do not live ...
Doors bridge were strong, because the ship was built on the conscience, and so by the time the soldiers broke the door and killed the remaining insurgents, "Marafi has already entered the atmosphere of the planet.
Shemesh! Yes you do something! - Shouted the admiral after Shemesh tried unsuccessfully to bring the ship into orbit.
- Too late! On orbit, we have not come out. Our only chance - to try to get on the planet.
- It's impossible. These ships are not designed for flight in the atmosphere. Try to bring the ship into orbit!
- It's too late! We in any case Ruhnu on this planet! The whole question is whether we can soften the fall ... After that, Shemesh included brake motors. Like the car, leaving a fiery trail in the sky, "Marafi is rapidly approaching the planet's surface. And despite the fact that the engine brake running at full capacity, because of what before the ship rushed, sweeping away everything in its path, a shaft of fire, speed of the doomed battleship fell very slowly ... The surface was getting closer and closer ...
- All the free energy - on the nose shield!
Then came the blow. The ship bounced on the rocky cliff, and then fell down into the jungle. Shields refused. Impact of the hull cracked. Three-kilometer whopper, twisted in a fall hopelessly collapsed ignited brake motor vehicle jungle. Flamed not only the jungle, and the heavens glowed after automatic battleship at the time of the collision made an emergency shooting rockets into orbit from the ship's arsenal.
Out of the jungle fire spread to the ship, from the lower compartments of which were heard screams and the smell of burning hair ... The atmosphere of the planet was extremely rich in oxygen, so the fire was soon adopted horrific scale ...
Subsided explosions in orbit, and after six hours, and finally, the verse and fire. The few survivors in the crash (which included Shemesh and Admiral Kirt) cautiously out of the mangled vehicle on the smoldering ashes that surrounded him. What awaits them there? They do not know. They were left alone. Alone in a strange world ...
Chapter Two. "On approaches to the crossroads"
We are at the last line. The gods are gone.
© Admiral Kirti
Colossal hulk of twisted battleship was raised over a scorched wasteland. And again from the ship smoke rising. The smoke from funeral pyres. Thousands of fires. Because the vegetation for miles was burned by fire, for fire had to use a flamethrower fuel. Of the several thousand crew members Marafi "survived about fifteen hundred. And now they were faced with the main question - what to do next? They were alone, alone in a strange world. The hangar was seriously injured in the crash. Do not have survived a single space shuttle, and only a miracle could find among the debris a couple of workable planetary boats, but they had no hyperlinks, no zero-generator. Mast station hyperlinks also was destroyed in the crash. Truth survived the emergency beacon, but such devices are not designed for signal transmission via hyperlinks, and will, at best, tens if not hundreds of years, until the radio signal from an emergency beacon to reach the nearest of the relay satellite. And Admiral Kirti, who took leadership of the survivors themselves, knew that helping them to wait for nowhere. They were all alone on this planet. At the very least - they thought that some ...
Atal Ta-Kang cautiously looked out from behind a rocky ledge. Forest, a few days ago, the endless sea stretching between the jutting rocks here and there, was turned into ashes by the recent fire. And in the middle of the ashes rose the strange, twisted design. And along with the smell of smoke and burning flesh and singed hair, the wind wafted the smell of another. Strange, unfamiliar odor. Odor that could never be alive. The smell of steel. Hiding behind ledges of cliffs, sindarai cautiously walked back toward the settlement, to which, fortunately, this terrible fire, which started with a spilled from the sky a rain of fire and not get ...
Shemesh listened to the admiral Kirti. This speech was grim, as the admiral did not entertain any illusions. He and all the survivors understood that the crash "Marafi" is not just their personal tragedies, but also a heavy blow to their homeland. Too much they put into this ship.
- This ship was our last hope - said the admiral - the last hope of winning the war. Four hundred years! Four hundred years have gone on to have his design. And another hundred and seventy - something to build on. Essentially a new ship. Ship, for the first thousand years, surpassing the best imperial designs. The ship, the capacity to cope with two or three dozen old heavy cruisers. The ship, which was able to turn the tide in our direction, let's get out of the current stalemate position. This war, waged by the accursed infidels, to entrenched Madzhot kills our people. We are at the last line. The gods are gone. Our worlds are in ruins, our people are starving. Thousands of years of war waged by these heretics, and put our civilization to the brink of extinction. And we lost the chance to once and for all put an end to this war. War, which destroyed our empire. We have built an artificial battle of the moon, to extend its authority over fifteen thousand planets, and even kaartants once terrifying for the whole sector, tremble before our might. And now? Take a look at our fleet - for the most part it's scrap metal since the second Principate. Fortunately - and these accursed heretics with Madzhot situation is similar. And we spent more than five and a half centuries, to get a chance to change everything. Chance, who died along with Marafil.
- But why is denied shields? - Asked Shemesh - they were supposed to withstand up to three and a half thousand Noba and thus save the ship.
- I managed to figure out why. Damned hirelings madzhot’s heretics! Their sabotage not only put out of action phase generator of spatial collapse, but also significantly damaged the ship's power supply system. Shields worked, but the energy they hardly received. And so they did not survive - they simply do not have enough energy ...
And no Shemesh, nor Admiral Kirti, nor anyone else of the survivors had no idea what fate had mercy on them and gave them another chance. Chance that in the future will change the development of their civilization. They fell from the sky fell to the planet on which they were not alone ...
Odin, the Coyote (coyoteOdin)
"Keys to the Time"
Prologue. Collecting the pieces of the past.
How strange, they really thought that this ship will change their destiny.
And he has really changed ...
© The Enoree Ta-Sheng
At the edge of the cliff were two figures - sindarai with golden hair, as well as a creature that most closely resembles ilkani as described by their ancient legends "Kalar An'Hatara. However, unlike the legendary ilkani, fur of this creature was ashen-gray, and the ears - big and sharp. It was Sheyr. The very Sheyr of whom hodilo so many legends and tales, which is adjacent to "Kalar An'Hatara" Code of Mor-Viney, also known as the "Code of the Fallen House" was referred to as the grandson of the legendary Shadow. Perhaps in other worlds attitude to ancient legends were very skeptical, but for the young people of May-Atray, has only recently adopted into the ranks of civilization sindarai, ancient legends were something sacred. Sitting beside a Sheyrom sindarai was Enoree Ta-Sheng, one of kaytari Artae-Nayen. A distance ranged tangible evidence of the events that have had such influence on the history of this world, and not only him, when "Marafi crashed into Artae-Nayen. And although for many centuries jungle planet is almost completely absorbed three-kilometer whopper, were once proud battleship, its cyclopean cabin, leaning, still towered over the forest thicket, like a rock. It took one and a half millennia since then, as the flagship of the fleet ardisian’s "Marafi crashed on this planet, never to rise into the sky ...
Sheyr Enoree and were absorbed into the conversation:
- - How strange that they really thought that this ship will change their destiny. And he has really changed ... - said Enoree.
- Yes - said Sheyr - though this fateful event for them was not so, how they imagined. They thought that "Marafi" will allow them to win the war, but instead he brought them here, on Artae-Nayen. And they got in the end far more than we could imagine even in their wildest dreams - and then Sheyr added - and we, too, thanks to him, got a unique chance to implement their plans.
- You think you're finally able to get to the devices, which you told me so much?
- Yes. With their help - yes.
- Using them? I can not understand. After all, they are among those who are called the Younger. They made their first steps in the universe, and even then it was almost managed to destroy their civilization. Than they are with their technology can help us? Yes, they believe in us, we are now for them - the gods, but they can help their gods?
- That's what they - Junior going to habitual for them to technogenic way. Enoree, do you really think that the creators of the devices have not provided him protection? Believe me - those who have created a device that knows about organotehnologies all, and even more than all. Defense system is the world's devices designed to protect against such as we are. But its creators did not think Junior Races with their primitive technology could be dangerous for them. They do know that Junior will simply never be able to activate the device - it requires highly organotehnologies, rather than soulless hardware. Therefore, the protection device is aimed at blocking the military organrotehnology, but it is not adapted to counter anthropogenic primitive weapons Junior Ras. And Amaghu for which we have become the gods will help us pave the way for devices ...
Book One
"They fell from the sky"
You came from the stars. Strangers to this world. But he took you.
© Akir
(Quoted from: (a) Selker Ari. "Those who are outside.")
Chapter 1. Alone in a strange world.
This ship was our last hope.
© Admiral Kirti
Sharp blow threw Shemesh aside Amaghu fell by swiping his shoulder against the wall. "What was that?" - These are the words flashed at this moment in my head Shemesh, at a time when it seemed that the whole whopper formidable battleship, from stern to bow the ship shook from the explosion in the engine compartment. Since the explosion destroyed the generator is zero, the ship immediately dropped out of hyperspace ...
When Shemesh came to himself, the ship was in an agitated beehive. Most of the commanders gathered in the main cabin, while the remaining officers, headed by Admiral Kirti looking for intruders. When Labisi Eveka asked Admiral to seek the attackers, who organized a diversion, it is not anticipated that the most tragic events now unfold it on the bridge ...
When, finally Shemesh, slightly staggered, get to the nearest health post, the screen appeared Labisi divisor, which has decided to apply to the crew. As expected from the ancient traditions, the highest administrative positions in society Amaghu occupied by females, while males were something of a military caste. Labisi was a beautiful representative of their kind. Council chief nobles Ardisian hegemony was, like all females, Amaghu, elegant and low, its a beautiful grayish hair was groomed and glossy as a small dorsal "ridge" of longer hair, so small and unspoken, compared to the "comb" males had been carefully combed. Yes, its spectacular appearance, Labisi able to impress, and it kind of inspired the crew. But what happened then, all plunged into horror. Shemesh, like other members of the crew, with a shudder saw one of the guards Labisi suddenly took her na sight.
- Attention! Code fifth! - Shouted the guard, and then, as if mocking, began to speak deliberately slowly, while still holding the head of the Council of the nobles at gunpoint - now Ardis never win this war! While I say - my supporters are taking the ship into their own hands. And all your hopes for victory, will die with you and with this ship. The capital of the empire will be restored Madzhot! And Ardis we will turn to rubble! - After these words he abruptly left arm, and undid the belt of an object. He collapsed to the floor and cracked, and debris from his light mist began to unravel gas. The first fell from choking himself a rebel, but everyone who was on the bridge were already doomed. Alarm system immediately blocked the main cabin door, to prevent the spread of gas, and Labisi, as well as all the others who had the misfortune to be there, were trapped. Shemesh watched in horror on the screen divisor as choke and fall accidents, locked in the cabin, while the impassive mechanical voice on-board computer, followed by a howling buzzer, saying: "Attention! Danger! Chemical attack! Attention! Danger! Chemical attack! ". And soon in the corridors of the ship could be heard shooting ...
... When the nightmare finally, verse and silent last shots, Shemesh has been raised in a lift back to the wheelhouse, he was summoned back Kirt admiral, who took command of the ship itself. Cabin stood near the door warriors with laser cutters and assault team. They tried to force the door back the bridge, where the remnants of the rebels had barricaded themselves.
- Shemesh - the admiral said - we will soon need your skills. The captain and his aides were killed along with Labisi, and we only have a fighter and shuttle - but not warships. And you, judging from your documents, used to be an assistant captain on a heavy cruiser Gelar ...
- Admiral, you have to say that I would be ...?
- Yes! In addition to you - nobody.
- Even after the story with "Gelar?
- Shemesh, I tell you what. Council Decision nobles against you, I believe unfair. After all, if you actually saved the ship and its crew. Just after the tragedy Council needed someone who could be convicted. And they were ... but you get down to business, while we're trying to break into the standby bridge, I will briefly outline your current situation. Most of the rebels managed to destroy us, but some are locked on the standby bridge, and, judging by the testimony of airborne terminals, they were able to block the vehicle control system. And it can only be unlocked with one of the two bridges. In the main it is impossible - there is still gas. It remains only that.
- Can leave here the safety and wait for the main bridge system to purify the air?
- No, we do not have time - and the Admiral turned visor on the auxiliary terminal - see this planet? We are rapidly approaching her. I am afraid that before you lock control, the rebels have set the ship on a collision course.
- Suicide!
- They realized that they still do not live ...
Doors bridge were strong, because the ship was built on the conscience, and so by the time the soldiers broke the door and killed the remaining insurgents, "Marafi has already entered the atmosphere of the planet.
Shemesh! Yes you do something! - Shouted the admiral after Shemesh tried unsuccessfully to bring the ship into orbit.
- Too late! On orbit, we have not come out. Our only chance - to try to get on the planet.
- It's impossible. These ships are not designed for flight in the atmosphere. Try to bring the ship into orbit!
- It's too late! We in any case Ruhnu on this planet! The whole question is whether we can soften the fall ... After that, Shemesh included brake motors. Like the car, leaving a fiery trail in the sky, "Marafi is rapidly approaching the planet's surface. And despite the fact that the engine brake running at full capacity, because of what before the ship rushed, sweeping away everything in its path, a shaft of fire, speed of the doomed battleship fell very slowly ... The surface was getting closer and closer ...
- All the free energy - on the nose shield!
Then came the blow. The ship bounced on the rocky cliff, and then fell down into the jungle. Shields refused. Impact of the hull cracked. Three-kilometer whopper, twisted in a fall hopelessly collapsed ignited brake motor vehicle jungle. Flamed not only the jungle, and the heavens glowed after automatic battleship at the time of the collision made an emergency shooting rockets into orbit from the ship's arsenal.
Out of the jungle fire spread to the ship, from the lower compartments of which were heard screams and the smell of burning hair ... The atmosphere of the planet was extremely rich in oxygen, so the fire was soon adopted horrific scale ...
Subsided explosions in orbit, and after six hours, and finally, the verse and fire. The few survivors in the crash (which included Shemesh and Admiral Kirt) cautiously out of the mangled vehicle on the smoldering ashes that surrounded him. What awaits them there? They do not know. They were left alone. Alone in a strange world ...
Chapter Two. "On approaches to the crossroads"
We are at the last line. The gods are gone.
© Admiral Kirti
Colossal hulk of twisted battleship was raised over a scorched wasteland. And again from the ship smoke rising. The smoke from funeral pyres. Thousands of fires. Because the vegetation for miles was burned by fire, for fire had to use a flamethrower fuel. Of the several thousand crew members Marafi "survived about fifteen hundred. And now they were faced with the main question - what to do next? They were alone, alone in a strange world. The hangar was seriously injured in the crash. Do not have survived a single space shuttle, and only a miracle could find among the debris a couple of workable planetary boats, but they had no hyperlinks, no zero-generator. Mast station hyperlinks also was destroyed in the crash. Truth survived the emergency beacon, but such devices are not designed for signal transmission via hyperlinks, and will, at best, tens if not hundreds of years, until the radio signal from an emergency beacon to reach the nearest of the relay satellite. And Admiral Kirti, who took leadership of the survivors themselves, knew that helping them to wait for nowhere. They were all alone on this planet. At the very least - they thought that some ...
Atal Ta-Kang cautiously looked out from behind a rocky ledge. Forest, a few days ago, the endless sea stretching between the jutting rocks here and there, was turned into ashes by the recent fire. And in the middle of the ashes rose the strange, twisted design. And along with the smell of smoke and burning flesh and singed hair, the wind wafted the smell of another. Strange, unfamiliar odor. Odor that could never be alive. The smell of steel. Hiding behind ledges of cliffs, sindarai cautiously walked back toward the settlement, to which, fortunately, this terrible fire, which started with a spilled from the sky a rain of fire and not get ...
Shemesh listened to the admiral Kirti. This speech was grim, as the admiral did not entertain any illusions. He and all the survivors understood that the crash "Marafi" is not just their personal tragedies, but also a heavy blow to their homeland. Too much they put into this ship.
- This ship was our last hope - said the admiral - the last hope of winning the war. Four hundred years! Four hundred years have gone on to have his design. And another hundred and seventy - something to build on. Essentially a new ship. Ship, for the first thousand years, surpassing the best imperial designs. The ship, the capacity to cope with two or three dozen old heavy cruisers. The ship, which was able to turn the tide in our direction, let's get out of the current stalemate position. This war, waged by the accursed infidels, to entrenched Madzhot kills our people. We are at the last line. The gods are gone. Our worlds are in ruins, our people are starving. Thousands of years of war waged by these heretics, and put our civilization to the brink of extinction. And we lost the chance to once and for all put an end to this war. War, which destroyed our empire. We have built an artificial battle of the moon, to extend its authority over fifteen thousand planets, and even kaartants once terrifying for the whole sector, tremble before our might. And now? Take a look at our fleet - for the most part it's scrap metal since the second Principate. Fortunately - and these accursed heretics with Madzhot situation is similar. And we spent more than five and a half centuries, to get a chance to change everything. Chance, who died along with Marafil.
- But why is denied shields? - Asked Shemesh - they were supposed to withstand up to three and a half thousand Noba and thus save the ship.
- I managed to figure out why. Damned hirelings madzhot’s heretics! Their sabotage not only put out of action phase generator of spatial collapse, but also significantly damaged the ship's power supply system. Shields worked, but the energy they hardly received. And so they did not survive - they simply do not have enough energy ...
And no Shemesh, nor Admiral Kirti, nor anyone else of the survivors had no idea what fate had mercy on them and gave them another chance. Chance that in the future will change the development of their civilization. They fell from the sky fell to the planet on which they were not alone ...
Well, even if hard to read for me, I like to imagine the ships, space, the outer world, all that fantasy believing myself a sci-fi author too. The difference is just that I am struggling to realize my concept as a computer roleplaying-adventure game knowing I am unable to do it by writing. For this piece I think I would fave it if it was possible (if it was a submission), just for the sci-fi material which for me actually feel like very well composed even with these language problems.