Episode I - Colonial Investment
Surrune Veld – Eastern Frontier, Northern Continent
Ayenee Prime
The universe was vast, but there were only so many places that had enough comfort or safety to call home. Overcast skies foretold the coming of another storm, another downpour to feed the endless stretches of green which faded into the towering pines of the Kayla Forest at the horizon. This was part of what was once a prosperous nation, a nation that had taken to the stars and had seemed to forget one of their oldest colonial nexus, that was until now. The Caeyorian flag, the symbol of pride of the reformed Norian nations fluttered from the pillar which had been erected next to the landing site that had been sectioned off for their shuttles. Temporary domes were in the process of being constructed; command center, hospital, dormitories for those assigned to the ground team until the colonial fleet arrived. There was an energy in the air, the now nearly foreign feeling of hope within those who had fled the torment of the Chrystalis Unvorsum where the scourge of Morggho's hordes had taken the homes of billions and threatened trillions more. Teams of Norians in white uniforms dotted the Veld, surveying and in the middle of preparations for what would become the first colony on Ayenee in centuries for their people.
Cheol planted the surveyor pod into the ground and it activated and spread it's stabilizer tethers before it began to send a signal through the network of other units. He pulled the pack off his back and tossed it onto the ground, he dropped down beside it and pulled the thermos out of its sleeve. He poured some of the hot tea into the lid that also served as a cup and looked out towards the towering cranes in the distance that worked on the domes. It had been a while since he had been on a planet, like many of his kind the majority of his life had been spent in space in the fleets, he took in his surroundings with appreciation. “I hope I am not interrupting your lunch, “ the familiar voice could be heard behind him, he turned to see Caecyan approached. “No, I was just taking a cup of tea. I think the engineers are backed up...it is a little early for lunch,” Cheol replied, uncertain of why the Aestaesys had sought him out. “Is there something I can help you with, Aest?” he asked, then took another sip of his tea.
Caecyan smirked, “I was wondering if the reason a member of my council was so eager to volunteer to help the teams out here? Not that I am not hungry to get own hands dirty, I just happen to know your motivation has something to do with the young man who is anxious to speak to you. You missed his reunion with his mother, and you left the ship before we could track you down. What is wrong Cheol? Why are you avoiding Kiso?” he asked, and motioned as Cheol was about to get up out of respect the indicate it was not necessary. Caecyan sat down next to the Chancellor and drank from his own water bottle.
Cheol shook his head, a sigh of displeasure left his lips. “I'm not avoiding my son, I just don't know what to say to him. He thought his mother and I were both dead, and now he has to accept that the entire universe isn't what he grew up thinking it was...I guess I just feel like I missed the important moments in his life, and to jump back into it now, in the middle of his horrific war and everything that is happening might only make him resent me.” Cheol didn't know why Caecyan cared, but he certainly was grateful.
Cheol turned his head as he felt Caecyan grip his shoulder with a reassuring pressure, “You saved millions, you're a hero and your son knows it. He just wants to know you, to understand what you are and why you sacrificed so much. Give it a chance, Cheol. You've all been through a lot, we all have and this...” he motioned around them as he spoke, “...is a new chance for all of us.” He dragged his fingers back through his blue feathery threads and took a deep breath, “Who knows, maybe Kiso will follow in your footsteps, he seems to have the same drive that made me choose you to lead Celithrandel,” he said as he turned his head back in the direction he had come. “Come on, young man, come speak to your father!” he called for Kiso, whom he had brought with him.
Surrune Veld – Eastern Frontier, Northern Continent
Ayenee Prime
The universe was vast, but there were only so many places that had enough comfort or safety to call home. Overcast skies foretold the coming of another storm, another downpour to feed the endless stretches of green which faded into the towering pines of the Kayla Forest at the horizon. This was part of what was once a prosperous nation, a nation that had taken to the stars and had seemed to forget one of their oldest colonial nexus, that was until now. The Caeyorian flag, the symbol of pride of the reformed Norian nations fluttered from the pillar which had been erected next to the landing site that had been sectioned off for their shuttles. Temporary domes were in the process of being constructed; command center, hospital, dormitories for those assigned to the ground team until the colonial fleet arrived. There was an energy in the air, the now nearly foreign feeling of hope within those who had fled the torment of the Chrystalis Unvorsum where the scourge of Morggho's hordes had taken the homes of billions and threatened trillions more. Teams of Norians in white uniforms dotted the Veld, surveying and in the middle of preparations for what would become the first colony on Ayenee in centuries for their people.
Cheol planted the surveyor pod into the ground and it activated and spread it's stabilizer tethers before it began to send a signal through the network of other units. He pulled the pack off his back and tossed it onto the ground, he dropped down beside it and pulled the thermos out of its sleeve. He poured some of the hot tea into the lid that also served as a cup and looked out towards the towering cranes in the distance that worked on the domes. It had been a while since he had been on a planet, like many of his kind the majority of his life had been spent in space in the fleets, he took in his surroundings with appreciation. “I hope I am not interrupting your lunch, “ the familiar voice could be heard behind him, he turned to see Caecyan approached. “No, I was just taking a cup of tea. I think the engineers are backed up...it is a little early for lunch,” Cheol replied, uncertain of why the Aestaesys had sought him out. “Is there something I can help you with, Aest?” he asked, then took another sip of his tea.
Caecyan smirked, “I was wondering if the reason a member of my council was so eager to volunteer to help the teams out here? Not that I am not hungry to get own hands dirty, I just happen to know your motivation has something to do with the young man who is anxious to speak to you. You missed his reunion with his mother, and you left the ship before we could track you down. What is wrong Cheol? Why are you avoiding Kiso?” he asked, and motioned as Cheol was about to get up out of respect the indicate it was not necessary. Caecyan sat down next to the Chancellor and drank from his own water bottle.
Cheol shook his head, a sigh of displeasure left his lips. “I'm not avoiding my son, I just don't know what to say to him. He thought his mother and I were both dead, and now he has to accept that the entire universe isn't what he grew up thinking it was...I guess I just feel like I missed the important moments in his life, and to jump back into it now, in the middle of his horrific war and everything that is happening might only make him resent me.” Cheol didn't know why Caecyan cared, but he certainly was grateful.
Cheol turned his head as he felt Caecyan grip his shoulder with a reassuring pressure, “You saved millions, you're a hero and your son knows it. He just wants to know you, to understand what you are and why you sacrificed so much. Give it a chance, Cheol. You've all been through a lot, we all have and this...” he motioned around them as he spoke, “...is a new chance for all of us.” He dragged his fingers back through his blue feathery threads and took a deep breath, “Who knows, maybe Kiso will follow in your footsteps, he seems to have the same drive that made me choose you to lead Celithrandel,” he said as he turned his head back in the direction he had come. “Come on, young man, come speak to your father!” he called for Kiso, whom he had brought with him.
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