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Corvus contains 2 nations.
Today's World Census Report
The Most Scientifically Advanced in Corvus
World Census researchers quantified national scientific advancement by quizzing random citizens about quantum chromodynamics, space-time curvature and stem cell rejuvenation therapies. Responses based on Star Trek were discarded.
As a region, Corvus is ranked 2,346th in the world for Most Scientifically Advanced.
|1.||The Armed Nation of Uspua Republic||Inoffensive Centrist Democracy||“In Omnia Paratus”|
|2.||The Theocracy of The High Pontifficate||Psychotic Dictatorship||“God's Will, Bestowed onto Earth”|
- : The Queendom of Dom 22 departed this region for Devide by Zero.
- : The Queendom of Dom 22 arrived from Forest.
- : The Democratic Kingdom of Nymareg ceased to exist.
- : Embassy established between Devils Islands and Corvus.
- : Farthen fur ceased to exist.
- : The Theocracy of The High Pontifficate agreed to construct embassies with Devils Islands.
- : Warband ironblood ceased to exist.
- : The Techno of White Science of the region Devils Islands proposed constructing embassies.
- : Embassy cancelled between The future world union and Corvus.
- : The Techno of White Science of the region The future world union ordered the closure of its embassy in Corvus.
Corvus Regional Message Board
In an effort to stabilize the less civilized zones of the galaxy, the Conglomerate send a small fleet of militarty vessels into the Pit to secure hyperspace travel in and out of the zone!
Being disconnected to the grid of major hyperlanes, the Pit had developed its own independent power structure. The 13 Starlords, pirate captians who not only acquired great wealth, but also a lot of power and influence throughout the galaxy, are the leaders of the Skrarrkian underworld Empire, the criminal network that rules in the Pit.
To weaken the influence of the 13 Starlords, the fleet, send by the Galactic conglomerate was tasked to conect the Pit to the mayor hyperlane system.
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Rapture Road, The Pit
The small Conglomerate fleet of three frigates and six escorts were on there way to hyperlane access point P:546778-T more commonly known as the Pitfall, the closest access point on the Rapture Road to the Pit hyperlane grid. Not only a known location for frequent pirate raids, but also as a slavetrader hunting ground and for a constand flow of refugee smuggeling ships that try to escape the Pit and its hard living conditions. The plan was to enter realspace, charge the hyperengine and then scout for a hyperlane that could possibly conect the Rapture Road with the Pit's hyperlane grid.
"Sir, arrival is scheduled in 4 minutes and 49 seconds",
"Thank you captain Benner"
General Selwick Sau'stall, the head of the mission, was a real patriot, as a Schweinling, a resident of one of the most loyal Conglomerate worlds, he saw it as the highest honor in his entire life to be trusted with such an important mission. He joined the navy directly after the academy and earned himself a lot of medals, reputation and trust.
"Entering realspace in 35 seconds sir"
"Understood, thank you captain. Prepare the shields! We dont want to get suprised by pirates, do we?"
The captain nodded: "no sir, work comes first, we reserve the fun for later", he gave a signal to the men sitting at the control panels.
"Entering real space in 5..... 4..... 3..... 2..... 1....."
With a buzzing noise, the ship entered realspace, followed by the rest of the fleet.
The explosion rocked the whole ship, men were falling and geting knocked around the bridge and general Selwick was screaming: "SHIELDS! WERE ARE THE SHIELDS?!"
"Still booting up! Two more seconds!", somebody shouted back from the control panels. Another explosion hit the ship and send even more men to the ground.
"Shields are up!"
"Damage Report!", the general was worried, the situation was critical, the whole fleet was under attack, somebody was waiting for them to come out of hyperspace, and he walked right into the trap.
The captain, who just got back up again anwered after checking a display:"Situation is critical sir! Hyperengine is badly damaged, the hull was penetrated on the left flank, but at least the main thrust is working"
"Okay, then get us out of the crossfire immediately! I count 5 frigates and a cruiser, this is bad, very bad. We have to restore contact with the rest of the fleet, is the communication still working?"
"Sir, with all my respect, but we can't afford to restore communication, we need all the energy for the shields. Even now, I don't think we can last longer then another 10 minutes, we need to evacuate!"
In this moment, one of the escorts blew up, quickly followed by two others with the same fate. As if that was necessary to prove the captains point. The general was in anger, he got played, tricked by a bunch of pirates and now his ship was doomed to get destroyed. But the general understood, that if he wanted to survive and save as many men as possible, he had to make a decision, quick. So he decided.
"To the shuttles, NOW!"
Nobody hesitated. Everybody ran off to the hangar, where 4 small shuttles waited for them. After the whole crew had found a place in one of the shuttles, they all took off through the hangar gate. Outside, they were met with heavy fire from the enemy fighters. Two of the shuttles were shot down right after leaving the frigate. Something that the general only noticed later, was that they didn't aim to destroy the shuttles, the fighters targeted the thrusters, so that the ship was unable to move. The 3rd. Shuttle was taken out, after maneuvering close to the side of the cruiser. The last shuttle, containing the general, the captain and most of the bridge crew, successfully made it behind the cruiser but was stopped before making a run. They suffered the same fait as the other shuttles, immobilized and then picked up by the tracktor beam of the enemy cruiser.
All ships destroyed, all survivors captured by the enemy.
Last transmission recieved:
Year 3921 (SCSC) / 15:02 (SCBT)
Send by General Selwick Sau'stall, via a rescue shuttle
Enemy knew we were coming
Destroyed our fleet with predominance
Surviors are being hunted and captured
P:546778-T is unsave
Repeat! Do not enter realspace at P:546778-T