Vol. 1 Chapter 6 - ‘Planet-Rittersberg’

/In a galaxy, we all know and love, the 'Milky-way, far-far away, on 'Planet-Rittersburg, the founding-planet, of the Bright-Republic. A hundred-planet state in the Komodo-Star-Sector. Despite being surpassed economically by Planet-Bentheim, another planet in the Republic, Rittersberg remains the seat of government.

Rittersberg is a highly-exclusive planet, with only distinguished and inherited families permitted to reside in its luxurious housing-districts. These districts are heavily-guarded, employing advanced defense-systems that scan approaching vehicles for threats.

Rittersberg was originally settled by pacifists who built the Eternal-Lighthouse to commemorate their arrival. However, the planet later became associated with militarization, leading some pacifists to found Planet-Cloudy-Curtain as a haven for their ideals. Despite its pacifist origins, Rittersberg is home to the Larkinson family, a prominent-family with a long history of military-service in the Bright-Republic. The planet also houses important government buildings such as the Republican-Assembly and the Founding-Flag.

As the founding-planet and seat of government, Rittersberg holds significant symbolic and political importance for the Bright-Republic. The planet represents the Republic's history and its enduring power. During times of conflict, such as the war with the Vesia-Kingdom, Rittersberg remains a safe haven due to its strong-defenses and distance from the front-lines./

/The founding Larkinson-Ancestor was originally a New-Rubarthan citizen. He was born as a commoner, but due to his A- genetic-aptitude he was recruited into a long-standing military-family. While his abilities became recognized by that family, even becoming a high-ranking mech-pilot in his time, the family he served lost a power-struggle with its leader being executed. As one of his trusted retainers, the Larkinson-Ancestor was also at risk of being punished, and ended up fleeing to the galactic-rim where he founded the Larkinson Family./

/Location: Larkinson-Clan Rittersberg-Residence/

/povArkLarkinson/

"Yes father, the last news of Ryncol, we could find even with all our resources and connections, in the government, stated Ryncol was last seen near the 'Nyxian-Gap." I said, informing my father, the 'patriarch of the Larkinson-Clan, Benjamin Larkinson.

"What could he be searching for there, I did not raise any of you to 'break-bread with pirate-scum. What news of his sons, my grandsons, has Uhtred returned from his studies, in the 'Friday-Coaltion?" My father asked, while looking 'extra-proud, when he spoke-of Uhtred especially.

"Uhtred is currently living on 'Cloudy-Curtain, at the 'Mech-workshop, Ryncol 'procured loans to acquire, after Ves was found not, genetically-able to 'pilot a mech. Now it seems Ves, has found his 'calling, in 'designing mechs. I have checked his 'virtual-mechs, on 'Iron-Spirit', they are better than what I would have expected, I was truly 'surprised." I told the old man, whom at this moment, looked like he just won the 'lottery.

"Haha! Good! Yes, finally he has found his 'calling, and what of Uhtred?" Benjamin asked me, impatiently.

"Uhtred has a 'mech-piloting 'diploma of graduation, to a 'second-tier 'Institute of Learning, in the 'Friday-Coalition. He is also a 'knighted 'non-landed 'Noble, of 'said coalition, he has been granted the title 'Lord Uhtred of BebbanBurg. I have seen some of his 'highlight-reels, on 'Iron-Spirit, he is by far the most 'talented mech-pilot, I have ever seen in combat. Even if it is a 'virtual-simulator, I have never seen a 'mech move the way, he makes his mech move on the game. I would not be surprised if Uhtred, is already a 'expert-candidate. He could be our clans 'second-expert mech-pilot, making him and I both 'expert-pilots. We could regain our family's, long-lost 'glory, as well-known 'warriors." I said, whilst thinking, of all the possibilities, if our clan is 'home to, two 'expert-pilots.

"How much is the 'debt for the 'mech-workshop, still owed to the 'Planetary-Banking-Institute on 'Cloudy-Curtain?" Father asked.

"He has to pay 'five-million 'Bright-Credits, before 'two-months from now, will you help him?" I asked Benjamin.

"No, Ves is a Larkinson, he will fight for his business, he will also succeed and thrive while doing so." Father said, whilst shaking his head, then looking off in a daze, at the fishing pond he was fishing at, whilst listening to my reports.

/Meanwhile, Inside the same 'Star-Sector, just on a different planet, planet 'Cloudy-Curtain. Lucky, Ves, and Uhtred are busy going about their days, Uhtred in particular is in the 'backyard. He just finished, firing a 'quiver of arrows worth of 'shots, at his 'practice-target. Now, he is 'thinking the word, 'Status' inside his head. Bringing up a 'holographic-display, only his eyes can 'see, the 'display read, as follows…/

/Status-Panel/

/Name: Uhtred Larkinson/

/Race: Human/Primordial-Human/

/Age: 18/

/Profession: 'Expert-Candidate 'Mech-Pilot/

/Specialization: None/

/'Lavares-Units: 0.45/

/'Pilot-Points: 0/

/Attributes/

/Strength: 2.4/

/Dexterity: 2.1/

/Endurance: 2.0/

/Intelligence: 1.6/

/Concentration: 1.6/

/Spirituality: 1.45/

/Neural-Aptitude: A+/

/Skills/

/Military-Boxing: Level-Two (345/2000xp)/

/Weapon-Throwing: Level-Two (753/2000xp)/

/Archery: Level-Three (954/3000xp)/

/Axe-Play: Level-Three (512/3000xp)/

/Shield-Play: Level-Three (1/1000xp)/

/Sword-Play: Level-Two (69/2000xp)/

/Spear-Play: Level-Two (410/2000xp)/

/Halberd-Play: Level-Three (1200/3000xp)/

/Gun-Play: Level-Two (113/2000xp)/

/Evaluation: 'Expert-Candidate, Mech-Pilot, more suited to 'cold-weaponry, Recommended to use a Medieval-Based 'Mech/

/Location: Larkinson-Residence on 'Cloudy-Curtain/

/povMC/

After reading my stats, that I finally can 'grind-on, now that all my cold-weapons have arrived. I heard the 'neighing, of the 'pure-black 'warhorse, I ordered from a horse-farm on 'Planet-Cloudy-Curtain.

"Haha! Yes! My 'trusty-steed has arrived, now I'm truly ready. I can not wait to 'gear-up in my full-suit of 'light-agile 'style-armor set of equipment." I say 'out-loud, to the heavens, in 'pure-glee, at finally having 'assembled all my gear.

I met the 'warhorse as he was unloaded, off of the 'horse-trailer, attached to the hovering 'delivery-vehicle. He looked like a mix of 'Shire and a 'Andalusian-Stallions, tall, strong, noble, the perfect 'steed, for a 'mounted-knight.

"Sleipnir! My brother! I will purchase atleast five 'brood-mares, for you to 'frolick among, once I have a 'farm built near the 'mech-workshop. That is a promise, my newest sibling, and a 'Larkinson always keeps his word, or I am 'not the 'Lord of BebbanBurg, and I 'obviously am, according to my certificate of 'nobility, awarded to me by the 'Friday-Coalition." I told my new 'war-steed, who already I could feel a 'bond with.