A New God

Sire Gavak? We are picking up a... transmission from the orbit.

The comms operator looked over towards his liege. Lord Gavak raised an eyebrow as he slowly turned in his place. His regal robe wore the signs of House Gavak, one he wore proudly now in his elderly age. During his life, he fought with local sansha supporters and other nobles as well, but managed to grasp control over most of Akila VI, either through military conquest or diplomatic liasions.He just happened to be in the war room, finishing discussion with one of his vassals who was amassing his troops. Potential rebellion.. shouldn't be tolerated of course. Gavak looked up onto the video screen, looking at it for a few seconds.

Who's hailing us?

N...no idea, sire.

The videoscreen jumped to life, showing a young khanid man in a black uniform. The man smiled at Gavak and bowed politely.

Greetings, sire Gavak, lord of Akila VI... I am Leopold Caine of the Oris Caines.

Gavak twitched a bit. He didn't like something about this man, but he didn't know what exactly. He bowed in return.

Greetings, lord Caine... well met and welcome... how may I help you?

The dark khanid man chuckled a bit, lightly shaking his head.

Oh, how may you indeed... you see sire Gavak... I am a Holder... and I am also an Angel. I come here seeking asylum, a sort of a temporary home... thus, all I'm asking from you is to accept vassalage under my rule.

Gavak blinked, and then started laughing. What the hell did that man just say? This is probably some joke. His laughing suddenly stopped when another image appeared on the video screen. One of a Typhoon class battleship in low flight over Dam-Gavak, capital of Akila VI. The voice of the khanid man continued.

Or we can do it the hard way... with me torpedoing your poor estates back into the stone age. I am aware that your current military force can't match a single capsuleer-flown battleship. And don't try to do something silly like... trying to contact the Imperial Navy. As I said, like a capsuleer, I can pretty much drive this ship into the heart of your domain along with it's nuclear payload, and simply wake up in a clone bay. So please... let's keep things civil. I shall keep in contact via this video feed, and send some of my agents to.. deal with things. Also, sire Gavak...

The man leaned over closer towards the camera drone, now exposing a lack of a left eye.

...Don't fuck with me.

The camera closed, cutting of the video link as static ensued in the audio channel. The videosceen was now showing the Typhoon class gaining altitude and moving up towards the orbit. Gavak was just standing there, blinking and not knowing what to say.

Sire? What... what do we do now?

The elder Holder sighed, looking over towards the battleship disappearing on the screen.

Now, we follow.