Tau volaris: A meeting at the crossroads 2

There would be a strange bubble around the jackels head. His words un naturally projectant. While he did not dawn a suit, it seemed he took other measures to ensure communication and resperation was taken care of. strange energys flowed through his form that was absent from most. And despite the potential danger he was in for being here. He seemed at peace and having no ill intention.

He did take note however of the spheres that seemed to have formed around them. Despite already having information somehow, prior, the place lacked air normally. He looks around slightly then back to the beings before him. He gives a respectful nod." I am aware. And I am most honoured you would allow me to have an audience with you and yours. "

He then clears his throat a bit." As for why we are here. The reasons are many. But none of them are of aggressive nature to you and yours. Or the world. We. My masters. Saw it fit to arrive, to try and help the civilians on the world who seem but petty pawns with no fair choice. And to mend and repair the life force that is, and will suffer from the conflict that has raged there for sometime. We did not know the area was treaded by another of such as yours. Less we would have inquired permission first. "

He then adds" Though if you inquire the same question more immidietly. We in our maneuver. Of precaution to a possible. predictable potential counter of another. recognized your ships astetic of that which was reported below. And sought to make contact. And prevent any. Miss understanding of ill will. "

The construct regarded the jackels environmental precautions that he had engaged around himself as he stepped out of the shuttle and into the “Hanger.” taking in and subtly uncovering the layers of its functions through ancient systems embedded within the perfectly smooth obsidian vaults of the chamber. a layout largely geometric in its nature. the strange bubble and the flowing forms of energy moving around the jackel diplomat, observed, but not touched upon. the spheres of atmosphere around them acting as a sphere of isolation from the energies that flowed throughout the ship.

The first of the beings would likewise nod, not a gesture of the race that had built it, but more of a social norm that had been assimilated along with the knowledge of species that the entity had “Recruited” over the millions of years of its existence.

“your “Audience” here is an act of patience and good will. you are well to appreciate its value. Likewise, tiers above us are.. Curious of your nature. You are not like the other species here. Your perception is… notably different. Infrastructure, unique… your race is an, anomaly among the others on the planet. like one we have already allied with. the elder elementals.. theirs is an empire that will thrive independently next to ours at its resurrection.”

It paused, hearing more. the star-like entity acting as a bridge of communication. giving image and perceptions of a different kind to the jackels words and meanings. the old ways of the architects and their communications. images of each of the empires warships appearing, some locked in combat.

“These, others are of, no importance. We have watched their warships actions in the system. None possess the Strength to damage our node… “ it paused. “You are correct to ask of our permissions, the structures the surface are of our nature… they are the planets nodes. its lifeblood…. placed on this world before the center of this galaxy became the blighted region that it is now… our higher tiers show signs of approval at your gestures, but they ask. Why Are you here now? What do you seek?"

The jackel mage looks around the room once more subtly. His glowing eyes, the left slightly brigther, take in every discernable detail. He adjusts in his postion and places the staff to his side as a more neutral stance. As the being spoke of his audince he slightly smiles and gives a nod like miniture bow of the head." Such kind words. We thank you. "

The jackle smiles a bit more at the following words." Why am i here? As in, onboard this starship? My masters offer a hand of friendship. The reasons are varied. For one you are very interesting, and of course upon discovery. To make sure further preasence on the property. Allowed. Since it turns out we are but guests. And... "he frowns and pauses as he slightly tightens his grip on his staff." There are some. Troubling factors, forseen. But that is. Much, much down the road. "

He pauses for a bit longer after that. Looking them over and trying to gauge any sort of. Response thus for." Perhaps an alliance. Of any sort of degree. If you see fit. "he adds lowering head in bow to end the gesture.

The construct stayed still, having not moved from its original position that it had stood in when the jackel mage had entered the massive hanger-like structure. the sphere of atmosphere that it had formed still notibly visible in the vacumm that it and the other constructs stood within. For the entitiy that occupied them, what the jackel had said was of little surprise in terms of the Potential for further conflict in the system.

From the engagements it had fought on its surface, combined with the information lifted from the bodies of the soldiers it had asimmilated down on the planets surface. it held the understanding that further conflict of a far more intense nature would ultiately be required to evict the empires and activate the planets slumbering system and enact a Bridge as a whole instead of awakening sections at a time under its mine riddled surface.

For moments, it considered what the jackel had said within the core of the vessel, relayed with the planets slumbering systems across the system. eyes in the chamber taking in the details of the design of the Aliens shuttle sized ship.

“We are, and have been aware of these potential factors of which you speak. these empires are drive to hold that which was never theres to lay claim of.” it spoke finally in its hollow, souless voice. its head and form slightly turning to follow the mage.

“Alliance? “ it said curiously. following the mages bow. “We hold alliances to allies of impressive Strength. To what degree would we require another. Their armies will be ours before long to any degree. To what degree..” it said, apparently curious. “Do you seek an alliance of powers? an empire does not make approaches for the sake of a simple allaince.”

The jackal watches the none moving figures before him as they spoke and thought. He places the lumen staff infront of him as he shifts his weight." Alliance, Friendship, mutual agreement. Two way cooperation. Which ever you would desire, or agree to. There are odd, and often blurry events up ahead. Blurry. Cause it could all or not all happen. What is seen on T V, well there are other things elsewhere that are more un predictable. "he says as he shifts to lean slightly to one side." As for, laying claim. We landed without knowing a higher force then the petty ones currently fighting already owned it. If you wish us from it. Just give us time, and a notice. We are after all looking for nearby worlds as a contingency. Orignally, as a maneuver several moves down the road if the machine people try something there. "

"We have no need for alliance, but the offer is a first. Our higher entities will accept these terms. your people are of an... advanced disposition, less inclined for invasion. You mirror the elder elementals. so Your presence will be tolerated by us." it would say through its hollow voice.

At the mention of machine men. one of the constructs. The one that had thus far been speaking. Tilted its head to look at the jackel mage as he spoke, its movement was abrupt. Sudden in the stillness that it and its bretheren constructs within the chamber had displayed. The star-like construct working to bring its intrigue into images, vivid colors forming around it.

Within its ancient systems. The entity searched through memories of a layout both alien and unknown. Constructed from the experiences of countless beings. Their minds augmented into one eldrich form and consciousness. some from the planet that was contested within the system, soldiers, dead from the world over. some of which held knowledge of such things. These. machine men that the mage spoke of. A race of Entities of advanced culture and Ethics, with social developments of an odd nature.

"These machine men.." it said finally. "They will seek our systems on the Sphera?" it asked. The term being one used to address the planet itself.

The jackal mage gives a slow nod." Not needed. But more of a friendship nature. "he adds, softly as he listens." Of worlds we know that belong to you. There will be no invasion. But yes. The ones we refer to as A I, or Axiom. There is also a splinter of them. We think anyway. That run around on the world of T V. We suspect they will. Hence our outward move. But even if one could see the future. So many variables, all inter twined. So much haze and fog. A projection based on past action on something so grand a scale is not that easily predicted. Accurately. But what we know for certain. Is they will sooner or later be a problem. They are perhaps the most feared race to the mortal empires. A close second being the Immortal Empire. But mortals find them a bit easier to bother with. "

He pauses for a while as he lets the other compute on this, then adds." We have, managed to however liberate a decent amount of the Immortal Empires Oppressed, from the west. We wish to raise them like a clone army. But for this we will need to find a prime K class world in zone of green. That is not yours, far away from the reach of most mortals, or the creatures of their nightmares. TO some day, help deal with the said. Machine Men. "

the construct turned its head as it regarded the jackel mage, its eyes, slots in its mask resembling head glowing a cold blue light laced with a lavender glow seeming to regard every one of the figures of the ship. the other constructs and forms that made up its contact group remaining still save for the helping entitiy as it continued to shift its form and arrangement.

“Yes….” it replied after a moment. “this request is in agreement with ours in the time as long as you maintain no movement to invade. you may stay on our world. We may have use of your alliance in such times as the future.” It said in its hollow voice, as it and the other contructs began to move and shift in their postures.

“our enclave in this system will need to be defended…” it said, the entitiy suddenly making a deep rumbling that seemed to reverberate through the hanger. the black stone that made up the floor seeming to ripple like a solid form of liquid.

“the immortal empire…” it said. its voice of a notibly higher tone then it had been, but still hollow and souless in its nature. the title of the civilization the jackel had mentioned had apparently angered the intellegence.

“The Empire of the humans that dare assault our fleets. Steal the shards of the Architects….” it said, recalling the mentioned empires attempts to weaponize and then attempt to isolate and destroy its systems.

“They have attempted to seize our shards for their own purposes of intimidation of conquest… They do no realize the depth of the attention they have called upon themselves and their supporters by their actions… for that alone we would loan you our support” it said, pausing as the combat constructs that surrounded the apparent diplomatic constructs shifted their form, becoming active. “they have declaired war on us, the Architects legacy and empire…and we will return their actions…. “

it looked at the jackel mage, taking a step or two in his direction.


“Consider your offer of common ground accepted, Mage…” it acknowledged. “Aid us in seizing what was taken from us, and your superiors will have their “Friendship”

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To be continued.