[MSPNPC] Warchief General Kexxin - Hope For The Future
Samantha Richards
((Tevire Township- Kydon))
The tension in the air was palpable, an airstrike ordered by the Kobyar had destroyed a large area of a small Gruden town. General Kexxin and his team were tasked with aiding the community and getting the injured back to their base for proper medical care. He watched with a somber heart as his team loaded the ones hurt, and ushered the rest onto a relocation shuttle. Families once again forced from their homes. Simple lives tarnished by a war that had gone on for far too long.
Once the team had finished their thorough search of the town, Kexxin held his nose to the air as he made way back to Base Camp.
((Grunden Base Camp- Kydon))
As he approached the front gates of camp, he stopped to take in the sight. The tall fence, surrounding the entirety of their tents, The thick structure covering their tents blended into the surrounding area to help keep them out of sight of the Kobyar drones. Giant holo-rocks placed strategically around the outside, housing their around the clock snipers. Kexxin pulled a low howl from deep in his chest, in response one by one each sniper returned the sound. Their signal all was well from their posting.
His ears twitched, feeling a change in the air pressure around him, a gust of wind blowing up dust, pushing it over their base and up the mountain to the north.
A scent change in his proximity alerted him to his Executive Officer's presence as he made his way on the other side of the gate.
Naru: Sir, the civilians have all been transported. The med-tent is full, we will need more supplies soon. I have also spoken with Starfleet, their arrival will be within the next day.
Kexxin: Good. We need their help. ::Twitching his nose:: We need the whole team to be on their best behavior. I would like to make a good impression.
Naru: Alert the troops we are on G.B. status. Anything else sir?
Kexxin’s tail involuntarily began to sway back and forth before letting out a sigh that puffed out his jowls.
Kexxin: Team Delta needs to go on a supply run, I want them traveling tonight to get back before Starfleet arrives. Team Oscar needs to be all hands on deck in the med-tent helping with the injured. ::Scratching his ear with his paw:: Team Golf should be on high security alert. With Starfleet's imminent arrival, who knows what the Kobyar have up their slimy sleeves to gain intel from our meeting.
With only a gruff sound, Naru nodded and headed off to give the orders while Kexxin took another look around the camp. The thick burlap tents had been strategically placed around inside the structure, giving a traditional militaristic feel to the area. The Grunden people lived by the “If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it” style. A part of their deeply rooted heritage was to keep things simple, stay true to who you are and never forget where you came from.
((The next day…))
After a long night of restless sleep, Kexxin sat at a small desk in the Command Tent awaiting the arrival of the Starfleet team heading his way.
He only hoped that help from the Federation could maybe– finally bring some kind of closure or resolution to the decades long conflict.
TBC…
Samantha Richards