Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24652012-20170705041049/@comment-24652012-20170705215201

A band of 15 kingdoms from Aquamarine under the current command of Prince Braider The 154rth, diplomat of his father King Braider The 153rd, gives report that they will be arriving soon as well. The 15ian alliance will be arriving with 3 carrier groups to escort 5 colony ship fleets. They have equipment for banding together with terrestrial life forms that is 80 years out of date with a 30% exception of up to date equipment and a 10% exception of state of the art equipment. Not feeling worthy of the honor of excepting guests or becoming guests their bacon signals a red flag of 3rd party boarding and deboarding.

Sult is confused. He is happy to see arrivals already but he thought for sure by now some sangheili fleet or some unggoy loaded passenger ship groups would be hear. Something from his ancestral dimension at least.

4 Yuatja decloak behind Sult and Jul. They have neither weapons nor armor to make it clear they come in peace.

Sult: "Dammit! Why can't you guys be normal and make contact, tell us you will arrive through call instead of being all creepy?"

One Yuatja removes his mask just to troll with him more, aware of how his kind looks. "Because doing something non ninja like is againced the policy of our race. Our fleet is in the system. We will sail with the other voyagers by your command noble prince." he says in a tone mingled both with respect and some cocky emotion.

Sult: "Good. Now get out of my sight before I have you beheaded."

A yuatja: "Shish, such a grouch. Its an honor to have others point out the flaws in your security. What if we had been actual assassins."

They leave as they where told.

Jul: "The space ninjas have a point you know. A little constructive criticism. You know."