ALWAYS OPEN [IC] Halo - Empty Throne: The Eastern Covenant Sphere

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On December 12th, 2559, the UNSC Infinity disappeared. They had been sent to stop Cortana, leader of the Created, from using Zeta Halo for her own nefarious purposes. As many would later discover, the UNSC was not the only force who had come to Zeta Halo with that goal.
The Banished, who had thrived under Cortana's iron yet loose regime, had sent an invasion force. After contact, no signal was sent from the
Infinity. All probes and scouts, from all sides, who went to the Ephu system - Zeta Halo's prior location - found the installation, and the fleets attacking it, had suddenly vanished. Only trace wreckage from the Infinity, Banished warships, and a Forerunner Guardian construct, remained.

For the UNSC, they had lost the Master Chief, and their strongest warship. Both were symbols of humanity's strength and resolve, the hero who had saved them, and the flagship emblematic of their post-war successes, an era which was now undoubtably over.
For the Banished, they had lost not only Atriox, but Escharum too. With the other senior leaders of the Banished trapped at the Ark, the nascent empire had been left without a central commander, but while the cracks could be seen visibly forming, the Banished were more than content feasting upon a ripe galaxy.

Whatever happened at Zeta Halo, it had been the end of Cortana. Her Created empire immediately fractured, breaking down into warlord states as AI carved out what they could of the galaxy, using what Forerunner assets remained active and available to them.
With the fall of the Created, came the return of interstellar travel. The galaxy was open once more - for better, or for worse.

It is January 12th, 2560, and all throughout the galaxy now see the future is uncertain. While some cower from uncertainty, the bold see it as an opportunity - and the prize would be total dominion over all civilizations remaining.





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Regions of the Galaxy:
Human Inner Colonies and Sol (UNSC/Created)
Human Outer Colonies (URF/Banished/Created)
Doisac Sphere (Banished)
Eastern Covenant Sphere (Banished/Covenant Remnants/Swords of Sanghelios)
Sanghelios Sphere (Swords of Sanghelios/Covenant Remnants/Banished)
Western Covenant Sphere (Covenant Remnants/Swords of Sanghelios/Banished)



What is the Eastern Covenant Sphere?
Outside the Sanghelios Sphere, more divergent regions of the empire began to take shape, as was natural with frontier settlements. Continuously, the empire grew and grew, for thousands of years. Along the way, they found many species of note, plenty newfound colonies won the lotteries of strategic importance, and historical shifts in the Covenant Empire defined entire regions and their history.

As opposed to the West's more chaotic and diverse nature, the Eastern Covenant Empire could always be relied upon for reliability, though confusing that for safety could be at times a very lethal mistake. Entire swaths of the Orion Arm belonged to a delicate balance of sangheili houses and families, all pushing for harder and faster expansion, so that they may lay claim to more territory and fatten up their titles and boasts. All of the resulting riches and resources went into developing house militaries, ministerial development, shipyards and war machines.

In the end, these time bombs would go off from time to time. Resource wars, grudge wars, holy wars - all these and more have set the Eastern Covenant Sphere alight on more than one occasion. The West would have you believe the Eastern Covenant Sphere did not wage wars as they did, because the foolish sangheili traditionalists did not have the same heart or minds for the modern war, still stuck in their history scrolls, believing themselves to be the great kaidons of early Sanghelios.

The East would have you believe the Eastern Covenant Sphere did not wage wars like the West, because the West was too faithless and poor to conduct conflict on the same level. While western squabbles were brutal, quick, yet ultimately small in scope, the East's wars stretched across sectors, affecting even the Sanghelios Sphere at times.

Beyond these 'honorable conflicts', the East's other claims to fame were it being the home of the yanme'e, known to humans as Drones. They were insect-like creatures, in many ways. They also doubled as great engineers. Curiously, Cortana did not bring her Created to pacify Palamok, or any yanme'e world, leaving them to grow and develop unabated. The reasons for this have been debated since the declaration of Reclamation was given, even amongst her highest ranks - but now, all in the East fear and prepare for the likely invasion of the resurgent and industrious yanme'e.

There's also the yonhet, at the appropriately named planet of Yonhe. They don't get around much, though.



The Eastern Covenant Sphere is the last region of the Orion Arm resembling the old Covenant. It is also the home of the Yanme'e Hives, and several other Covenant Fringe species, who have been strangely quiet since even before Cortana's rise to power.
 
JANUARY 12th, 2560
Earth Standard Time
Human Outer Colonies


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The UNSC Boomer had spent the better half of a year traveling eastward, pushed out of human space at the height of the Created Crisis, and slowly chased throughout the galaxy, catching the attention of Acolyte-class harrier vessels, and losing them in increasingly creative ways as the human heavy cruiser was slowly chipped away at.
Now, on the far end of everything, the Marathon-class starship finds itself entering a new system, seemingly uninhabited - save for a single signal, a beacon which had lured the Boomer here for the past month.

The crew of the Boomer had seen nothing but ex-Covenant for a year now, without a hint of other humans around. There had been births aboard the ship, and the only faces the newborns had seen were crewmates. There had been ethical deliberations about the Boomer becoming a generational ship, rumors Captain Eris Lapham had crushed quickly, but Leela had been prepping pre-school and kindergarden courses just in case. She had already had to play teacher for the onboard civvie children.

The Boomer was the closest thing to human civilization in Covenant space, without the hint of a human being for entire sectors at a time...yet, now, they had not only found a human distress beacon - it had identified as Koslovic.

'...this is commander Rowan McDowell, of the Koslovic Independent Union frigate
Tears of Ganymede. Someone, please help us...'

Of course, the ONI personnel onboard the Boomer had checked their records, but there was no such thing as a Koslovic Independent Union, or a ship registered as Tears of Ganymede. It could be an elaborate ruse, but if it was genuine, it could change everything.
The Boomer was now in the star system. It contained a blue star, three gas giants, four lifeless terrestrial planets, but one with a perfectly habitable atmosphere - and that was the one where the beacon had been set up.

Now, it was time to investigate. How, would be up to the captain and their advisors.
 
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JANUARY 12th, 2560
Earth Standard Time
Human Outer Colonies


@CT2222

The UNSC Boomer had spent the better half of a year traveling eastward, pushed out of human space at the height of the Created Crisis, and slowly chased throughout the galaxy, catching the attention of Acolyte-class harrier vessels, and losing them in increasingly creative ways as the human heavy cruiser was slowly chipped away at.
Now, on the far end of everything, the Marathon-class starship finds itself entering a new system, seemingly uninhabited - save for a single signal, a beacon which had lured the Boomer here for the past month.

The crew of the Boomer had seen nothing but ex-Covenant for a year now, without a hint of other humans around. There had been births aboard the ship, and the only faces the newborns had seen were crewmates. There had been ethical deliberations about the Boomer becoming a generational ship, rumors Captain Eris Lapham had crushed quickly, but Leela had been prepping pre-school and kindergarden courses just in case. She had already had to play teacher for the onboard civvie children.

The Boomer was the closest thing to human civilization in Covenant space, without the hint of a human being for entire sectors at a time...yet, now, they had not only found a human distress beacon - it had identified as Koslovic.

'...this is commander Rowan McDowell, of the Koslovic Independent Union frigate
Tears of Ganymede. Someone, please help us...'

Of course, the ONI personnel onboard the Boomer had checked their records, but there was no such thing as a Koslovic Independent Union, or a ship registered as Tears of Ganymede. It could be an elaborate ruse, but if it was genuine, it could change everything.
The Boomer was now in the star system. It contained a blue star, three gas giants, four lifeless terrestrial planets, but one with a perfectly habitable atmosphere - and that was the one where the beacon had been set up.

Now, it was time to investigate. How, would be up to the captain and their advisors.
Worst Space-Bus Ride Ever!
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Captain Eris Lapham, of the UNSC Navy, sat in her command chair, staring through the bridge's viewport into the expanse of the void. Their current course and orientation had them moving through the system, slightly off-axis from their sun, which burned a hard orange through the viewport. She checked her displays, checking on the orbital trajectory of that habitable planet as her ship moved ever-closer, and realized that if she squinted hard she might be able to see it on the backdrop of its star.

Captain Eris Lapham, of course, did not do this; she had more important things to do. "XO, what's the situation with those probes?" Her executive officer, Commander Victor Campbell, looked up. He was not as experienced as she was, only having been commissioned as an officer in 2553, but he was a hard worker, high-performing at the academy, and had adapted well to service aboard this cursed ship.

He grimaced "Not looking good, Captain. Our stores of probes are almost out, and the ones we have left are so scrambled from plasma burns that they're nigh-useless." A brief pinging noise alerted both of them to an incoming message from the ship's AI, Leela, which scrolled on their displays. <Additionally, even our active sensor scans cannot provide us with the detail we need. Not unless we get much, much closer.>

As part of the compromises of her design, Leela was unable to project an avatar like others of her kind. On top of that, damage taken from Created cyberattacks had gotten into her library speech files and turned them into a tangled mess. The last time Leela had attempted to "speak", four crewmen had been sent to the infirmary, their ears bleeding. Now, Leela had to rely on text or non-verbal noises to convey information.

The Captain considered this information for a moment, then sighed, rubbing tired, sleep-deprived eyes. "I suppose it can't be helped. Campbell, tell Colonel Jackson I need a ground team prepped and ready in two hours. Four Pelicans, we need a team to take point on figuring out what the hell is going on. Send the Spartans and Booker, too, they'll need a good escort. Tell them they need to figure out what's going on, and that it may be our ticket back home."

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(WIP)
 
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