One such reckless story, was the story of a Dromedary pilot, named Jaques Mesrat. He was a man of quite reputation around Bretonia. Drinks were bought for him at pubs and clubs, and people often asked if he could share his story - the famous Dublin incident.
 

Part one of a multi part story by our very own - Elessar

The docking and cargo bays of the Kensington Shipping Station in New London woke up for an unusually busy morning. “What’s with all the extra security?” was a word on everyone’s lips that worked there. The station, which usually served to import and export commodities system wide, had seemed to transform into a military base overnight.

Epilogue BATTLESHIP OSIRIS, SIGMA-13 SYSTEM

The celebration on board the Osiris was, to say the least, spirited. Even Orillion, as cautious as he was, enjoyed the celebration. King had drunk more than his share, and looked to be passed out in a corner booth. Lord Hakkera had broken out a bottle of three-hundred-year-old sake and was sharing it liberally with the Blood Dragons he had led.

OMICRON GAMMA SYSTEM, EDGE WORLDS

The Osiris had jumped into Omicron Gamma and was operating cloaked, positioning itself near the Omicron Zeta jump hole. Every space-worthy fighter the Order could find, scrounge, build, steal and purchase was now in space awaiting the final signal to begin the operation. Orillion had even managed to send word to President Jacobi, who had secretly dispatched two heavy cruisers and several fighter wings to assist in the battle. "It's always nice to have friends in high places," Orillion had said.

Trent and Kress engaged their cruise engines and flew away from the asteroid base. Several fighters took off in pursuit.

"Be careful, Trent. We have pursuers. Do you think you can handle them?"