Tuesday 10 June 2014

From the personal journal of Mechwarrior Isaak

Keystone city outskirts
I have never been so disgusted at dezgra Spheroids and their lies as I am now! It is not bad enough that they lack honour, but their efforts at twisting our traditions to their own ends show just how truly contemptible and barbarous they are!

Black Fang Binary were on Keystone on the orders of our Star Colonel; however, when a force of spheroid barbarians attacked our factories, we chose to intervene. It proved to be necessary; the inept sibko washouts of the 5th Garrison Cluster were completely incapable of stopping them, showing just how worthless they truly were. Our star dropped in pursuit of one of the mercenary lances, swiftly catching up with them. My Lobo, the lightest and fastest of us, led the charge.


I am no stranger to battle with freebirth spheroids, and have dezgra mercenaries before on many occasions. I knew them to be honourless, and have no respect for zellbrigen, rather fighting as honourless packs, revelling in their inferiority to us. So then, when I was confronted by a mercenary Uziel, I knew that the so-called warrior inside of it would not display the slightest shred of honour. My plan was to simply brush past him and then destroy the vehicles that they would use to loot our factories.

What instead happened surprised me. The Uziels pilot challenged me to a duel, something that I should have normally dismissed as a dishonourable attempt to abuse our traditions. Instead, he spoke with such conviction, such passion, that it seemed that he was genuine in his desire for a duel. How could I resist? A chance at an honourable battle, a victory that could add to my codex and bring honour to my name and my blood house? It was a perfect opportunity!

(GMS NOTE: Randy got an exceptionally good acting roll, combined with his charisma bonus and his gregarious trait. He sold that fake duel)

And so we fought. At first it seemed that I had the upper hand, as my lasers were able to carve armour from his Mech while his were far less accurate. He responded by jumping away, while I pressed the pursuit through the polluted wastelands of the factory outskirts. I briefly caught him, only to watch as he used his jump jets to escape once more.

It was then that I realised that the vehicles that they were escorting had escaped, slipping past my pursuit while I was focused on our duel.


His dishonour is unforgiveable. Randy R. Georges, wherever you may be, know this. I will hunt you down and I will avenge myself upon you, no matter where you may be. This, I swear.

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