Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25175520-20150521200045/@comment-1524575-20150621204618

(If you remember me talk about that one mini-RP, here is the idea I have. I recommend we follow up with this after the BoE RP, as it could tie in with encountering the Storms again.

The ether had since cleared from the large courtyard presented before the РФБА Headquarters, the bodies of the many Fallen soldiers collected and stripped of their armour and weapons. Broken Shanks were collected, as Vandals made a quick work of removing the shock cannons from the bottom of the wrecked drones to fit onto more deserving models.

It had been a busy couple of hours cleaning up the mess which was presented on the doorstep of the mighty House of Wind, as the Wind Baron: Yahakis paced carefully around the heaps of dead bodies. Vandals of the Wind looked up to Yahakis, bowing their heads humbly before returning to their work of preserving the still valuable armour and weapons for the House.

"The damned Light," Yahakis muttered, "crawled too close to our reward. Have those who dare to fail to protect thy Kell's treasure docked. We shall make examples of they who dare expose our claim to our foe."

"Thy word, Baron." One of Yahakis' Reaver Captains bowed, turning to bark orders to the several other Vandals at work with the current clean up. Yahakis trudged forward, heading through the great doors of the Aeronautics Headquarters. The banners of the House of Wind hung from the walls, with several stasis pods netted up in clusters to the ceiling. He cast his eyes up to the third level, where Vandals had now been working to create platforms for Wire Rifles. He returned his gaze to where the Great Vault doors had once stood together, surprised to finally see them open.

Along with his Guard, Yahakis patrolled slowly to where dozens of Vandals and Captains had been been stationed to guard. They had waited patiently for Yahakis, as they all bowed their heads before the Baron. Trudging to either the right or left side of the vault gates, they allowed him and his Guard to proceed through the great hallways which had lead to the prize the Wind had sought. Entering the grand chamber, Yahakis gazed in awe about the many screens which held everything the Wind could have ever hoped for.

Cities in the stars, research facilities which held the most important secrets, and most importantly... weapons which the Wind could use to build their own armies. Weapons the Wind could use to reclaim their inheritance to the Fallen race. Weapons which the Wind could finally use to destroy the Light, and reclaim their Great Machine. These thoughts ran through Yahakis' mind, as he was then again forced to reality when the mighty voice of the Kell of Wind roared. The Baron instantly bowed, lowering his head to the point it nearly touched the floor.

"Thou comest at opportune time, o Baron." The Kell of Wind muttered, waving his mighty arm forward towards the vast amount of monitors in the room. "We shalt came our prize, our prize once and now. Indeed, our noble inheritance."

"Our House Wind fought long, fought hard for our prize... nobel Kell." The Baron agreed, as the Kell of Wind simply waved his arm. The sudden noise of one of the Servitors in the room caught the attention of the Baron and the Kell, as the Kell finally replied: "Ah. Our Servitor hath coaxed our gift from its slumber."

The sudden boom of the speakers startled the Baron, but left the Kell of Wind in a state of laughter. «Y-y-ya Gag-Gagarin, chto v-vash zapros... zapros...»

Speaker: The House of Wind. According to the initial reports compiled by our Vanguard, we have been left to wonder in fear for what this House of Wind has planned. With recent contact made with the House of Wind, our Vanguard: Lieutenant Avgust Boris, had claimed that this House of Wind has converged upon the Headquarters of an Aeronautics Agency.

This Headquarters contained vital information for our reclamation of our worlds, important information on research and weapon facilities. We cannot allow them this information. If they reclaim the Golden Age facilities before we do, we will allow the Fallen the upper hand.

We need Guardians to head to Old Moscow. Find this Headquarters, and eliminate the Fallen and stomp out any threats which could arise from this turn of events.

Comments would be appreciated.)