Post by Warhammer Gorvar on May 30, 2013 20:47:54 GMT 1
The smell of burning pyres, the sound of warriors laughing and arm wrestling and the taste of bloodwine on his tongue were things Gorvar enjoyed most in life. Even though the conference on Khitomer was of great importance for the Empire, he did not mind and In fact encouraged his crew to enjoy some shore leave. As long no Federation or Romulans got hurt, this was permitted. He preferred to stay in the sidelines. A captain always had to be a little distant from his crew to protect them, like a father would protect his pride. Unlike the other Gorn of his kind, he stood fully erect and thoughtfully as he sipped the bloodwine from his goblet. He knew for those none of his crew, it would be odd to see an "eral monster?"to act and look so sophisticated in his uniform.
"Captain." One of his men said as he motioned to two figures which just entered the room." Some green bloods entered the room."
Gorvar sniffed deeply and caught their scent. As a Gorn, his sense of smell was just as good as a Klingon. One of them was Romulan, the other?
He looked at the new comers, one of them was a Romulan male obviously but his companion and guessing of the "official" Romulan Republic attire was not. She was a humanoid with round ears. She was as slender as a Romulan female with skin as red as his bloodwine with white spots which covered her eyes like some kind of war paint. Her hair was blue and tied in a tail. In a way she was attractive, although a bit to lithe for his liking compared to his Klingon mate who was in command of the ship in orbit. Before he could speak the two walked over. His crewmen had a hand on his Daqtagh but Gorvar placed his hand on his and shook his head. The crewmember gave a nod and went back to the feasting.
"Jolan Tru." The alien female said with a small bow." I am Centurion Doutra of the Dhelan warbird R.R.W. Spirit of Virinat. This is my Tactical officer and friend Lieutenant Tovan Khev." The Romulan gave a small bow as well, which oddly enough made him look more Vulcan.
"Nuq'nuh ,I am Commander Gorvar of the K't'inga Battle Cruiser IKS Dauntless. An honour to meet you."
"Likewise.? Doutra smiled." You are the first person today who has not looked at us suspiciously or threatened us. That includes the Federation."
"You nor your Republic have done me or the Empire any harm. If anything your willingness to fight the Tal Shiar with what little you have is to be commended."
"We had our fair share of run ins with the Tal Shiar, not many of them were peaceful." Tovan said.
"We can share battle songs then." Gorvar chuckled." Tell me, what brings you here?"
"Curiosity." Doutry replied. "We heard the noise your crew made and decided to investigate." He sniffed the air between the two and recognized the scent of a bound couple or people who spend a lot of time together. He thought he saw both wore a ring but he was not sure Romulans shared similar mating rituals as the humans did.
"You have to forgive them, my crew have not set foot on solid ground in a long time or had bloodwine which was not made from a replicator. Have you tried it before?" before either could react Gorvar offered the goblet to the Romulan male. He took it with a small smile and took a sip....before he ran off somewhere. The goblet full to the ground and was thankfully unnoticed by the crew as Tovan left the room in a hurry as he tried to hold the beverage in much to the Gorn's amusement. Gorvar's amusement grew greater when he saw the alien woman even grew a shade redder if that was possible.
"Do not fret, no-one can hold in their first sip of bloodwine. I had a similar experience with your ale back during the Dominion war. My apologies, Romulan ale."
"Those are not needed." Doutra replied, seemingly having recovered." Although I am obviously not Romulan, I see myself as one of them."
"Another thing we have in common." Gorvar smirked." I joined the Empire before most of my people did. The stories I heard and read of the Empire seemed more to my liking to the endless internal squabbling of the Gorn. It took me many years to get where I am now and faced many hardships. But it was worth it, such is the way of the warrior."
"An Klingon soul in a Gorn body." Doutra smiled.
"Agreed." Gorvar chuckled." How did you join the Romulans if I may ask?"
"I was found in an escape pod by a T'Liss warship bound for Virinat. Just me alone in stasis, the doctors couldn't tell for how long I was there. An elderly couple who lost their daughter when Romulus was destroyed took me in and raised me as one of their own. The colony was thankfully quite open minded since several Reman also lived there. When it got attacked..." She stopped speaking. He saw the pain was still to fresh." With every Tal Shiar we slay, there are less who threaten my people. For that I am grateful we at least share a common enemy."
"I am sorry for the loss of your home." he said. Tovan Khev entered the room again, muttering apologies as he went in.
"Thank you." she said." New Romulus is a new start for many of my people. It's for them I hope this conference will go well."
"Knowing your people, I am certain they will." Gorvar replied.
Doutra eyed him with a raised brow."What do you mean by that?"
"Your people have survived hardship before and thrived afterward." Gorvar replied.
"Not this kind of chaos." Khev replied." We lost Romulus and Virinat, every colony we tried to create got attacked by Tal Shiar, Nausicans and so on. The bottomless pit that swallowed Romulus never left us."
"Chaos is not a pit, Lieutenant Khev. Chaos is a ladder. Many who try to climb it fail and never get to try again. The fall breaks them. And some are given a chance to climb but they refuse. They cling to the nostalgia of home or fear immobilized them. Illusions. Only the ladder is real. The climb is all there is."
"So what do you think we should do, Commander Gorvar?" Doutra asked.
The Gorn looked at her with his stern eyes and replied. "Keep climbing."
"Captain." One of his men said as he motioned to two figures which just entered the room." Some green bloods entered the room."
Gorvar sniffed deeply and caught their scent. As a Gorn, his sense of smell was just as good as a Klingon. One of them was Romulan, the other?
He looked at the new comers, one of them was a Romulan male obviously but his companion and guessing of the "official" Romulan Republic attire was not. She was a humanoid with round ears. She was as slender as a Romulan female with skin as red as his bloodwine with white spots which covered her eyes like some kind of war paint. Her hair was blue and tied in a tail. In a way she was attractive, although a bit to lithe for his liking compared to his Klingon mate who was in command of the ship in orbit. Before he could speak the two walked over. His crewmen had a hand on his Daqtagh but Gorvar placed his hand on his and shook his head. The crewmember gave a nod and went back to the feasting.
"Jolan Tru." The alien female said with a small bow." I am Centurion Doutra of the Dhelan warbird R.R.W. Spirit of Virinat. This is my Tactical officer and friend Lieutenant Tovan Khev." The Romulan gave a small bow as well, which oddly enough made him look more Vulcan.
"Nuq'nuh ,I am Commander Gorvar of the K't'inga Battle Cruiser IKS Dauntless. An honour to meet you."
"Likewise.? Doutra smiled." You are the first person today who has not looked at us suspiciously or threatened us. That includes the Federation."
"You nor your Republic have done me or the Empire any harm. If anything your willingness to fight the Tal Shiar with what little you have is to be commended."
"We had our fair share of run ins with the Tal Shiar, not many of them were peaceful." Tovan said.
"We can share battle songs then." Gorvar chuckled." Tell me, what brings you here?"
"Curiosity." Doutry replied. "We heard the noise your crew made and decided to investigate." He sniffed the air between the two and recognized the scent of a bound couple or people who spend a lot of time together. He thought he saw both wore a ring but he was not sure Romulans shared similar mating rituals as the humans did.
"You have to forgive them, my crew have not set foot on solid ground in a long time or had bloodwine which was not made from a replicator. Have you tried it before?" before either could react Gorvar offered the goblet to the Romulan male. He took it with a small smile and took a sip....before he ran off somewhere. The goblet full to the ground and was thankfully unnoticed by the crew as Tovan left the room in a hurry as he tried to hold the beverage in much to the Gorn's amusement. Gorvar's amusement grew greater when he saw the alien woman even grew a shade redder if that was possible.
"Do not fret, no-one can hold in their first sip of bloodwine. I had a similar experience with your ale back during the Dominion war. My apologies, Romulan ale."
"Those are not needed." Doutra replied, seemingly having recovered." Although I am obviously not Romulan, I see myself as one of them."
"Another thing we have in common." Gorvar smirked." I joined the Empire before most of my people did. The stories I heard and read of the Empire seemed more to my liking to the endless internal squabbling of the Gorn. It took me many years to get where I am now and faced many hardships. But it was worth it, such is the way of the warrior."
"An Klingon soul in a Gorn body." Doutra smiled.
"Agreed." Gorvar chuckled." How did you join the Romulans if I may ask?"
"I was found in an escape pod by a T'Liss warship bound for Virinat. Just me alone in stasis, the doctors couldn't tell for how long I was there. An elderly couple who lost their daughter when Romulus was destroyed took me in and raised me as one of their own. The colony was thankfully quite open minded since several Reman also lived there. When it got attacked..." She stopped speaking. He saw the pain was still to fresh." With every Tal Shiar we slay, there are less who threaten my people. For that I am grateful we at least share a common enemy."
"I am sorry for the loss of your home." he said. Tovan Khev entered the room again, muttering apologies as he went in.
"Thank you." she said." New Romulus is a new start for many of my people. It's for them I hope this conference will go well."
"Knowing your people, I am certain they will." Gorvar replied.
Doutra eyed him with a raised brow."What do you mean by that?"
"Your people have survived hardship before and thrived afterward." Gorvar replied.
"Not this kind of chaos." Khev replied." We lost Romulus and Virinat, every colony we tried to create got attacked by Tal Shiar, Nausicans and so on. The bottomless pit that swallowed Romulus never left us."
"Chaos is not a pit, Lieutenant Khev. Chaos is a ladder. Many who try to climb it fail and never get to try again. The fall breaks them. And some are given a chance to climb but they refuse. They cling to the nostalgia of home or fear immobilized them. Illusions. Only the ladder is real. The climb is all there is."
"So what do you think we should do, Commander Gorvar?" Doutra asked.
The Gorn looked at her with his stern eyes and replied. "Keep climbing."