Legacy of the Sons of Aether
 

All of the Sons of Aether's planets are contacted by a powerful ship located thousands of light years away. The Sons of Aether are needed at the planet of Zoldere in the Blagari system. The Blagari Empire has been conquered by Kaldamoss, the Scourge of Lies. A massive 110,000 ship battle has been fought for Blagari's sovereignty. The loss of Kaldamoss'es ships were light, while almost no fighting Blagari was left alive.

Alorin steps onto the ship with a wolfish grin on his face and a weapon in his hand.

Goran walked down the rocky path leading towards the ship.

"Divine One, lend me strength in this trial, and protect me from the dangers ahead."

Goran stepped up the stairs, and had a seat near the door. He lowered his head and immediately began his daily prayers.

Esta stood at the top of the hill, looking down into the rocky valley. The ship which would lead to Zoldere had set down at the base of the valley, closest to Esta and his companion.

Hood drawn up, cloak flowing in the light breeze, Esta watched as his master walked down the path. After taking a brief moment to scan the eastern and western edges of the valley, he calmly began his journey down into the valley. Esta was about two hundred feet behind as his master boarded the ship.

Esta promptly boarded the vessel after him, and took a seat opposite of Goran. He examined the interior of the craft, outside onto the planet surface he would probably never feel again, and his new master as he sat quietly, praying.

::The peaceful goings on of the planet was interrupted when energy fire was heard on the ship.::

"Hello? Do I hear som hostile fire?" said Intre as they were approaching the ship, "I belive you do my friend," said Torren happily as they began to lengthen and quicken his strides, "and I expected to have to wait for some action. Ha! Ha!" they sped to the ship and entered quickly and simultuously said, "Where's the party?"

"Dunno yet, but give em a minute and we'll be on our way to an asskicking." Alorin's grin widens.

::Hundreds of attackers in grey armor swarm the ship with green blasts of light. An old appearing bearded black armored man fires a black burst of anti matter at Alorin. The crackling energy from the spell is heard for a mile around::

(Can I be a pilot?)

Derek looked at the people that were swarming the ship. 'Oh, please. Can't these guys at least wait until they get on space? It's real hard to pilot in the ground!' Taking out his personal guns, he decided to wait until anyone else appeared.

(Sure.)