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Minisanddumbbells2 at 15:26, 12 June 2026

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	=== Alborg ===		=== Alborg ===
			[[File:Galmand Skjolden.jpg\|right\|frameless\|200x200px]]
	Forcefully exhaling a cloud of breath as Galmand pressed forward with his ~~hestr~~, the plow tore out a patch of cold ground. He had been working on it for at least a few minutes, pushing the plow with all his might to aid Joarr in the work. Galmand was slender yet capable due to his personal desire to not live the cushy lift the Skjolden Clan had secured so far from the Inner Sphere.		Forcefully exhaling a cloud of breath as [[Galmand Skjolden\|Galmand]] pressed forward with his [[Hestr]], the plow tore out a patch of cold ground. He had been working on it for at least a few minutes, pushing the plow with all his might to aid Joarr in the work. Galmand was slender yet capable due to his personal desire to not live the cushy lift the Skjolden Clan had secured so far from the Inner Sphere.

	Sure, since the departure from the Inner Sphere his family was one of the two most prosperous families on Alborg, however, he could witness many of his cousins bloating from a life of ease. They seemed to think their specialty pistol of the most precious metals would be all they needed in life outside of their status. He scoffed at willingly disengaging from any challenge physically, it made them too soft, especially considering the historic ties they held to conquerors.		Sure, since the departure from the Inner Sphere his family was one of the two most prosperous families on Alborg, however, he could witness many of his cousins bloating from a life of ease. They seemed to think their specialty pistol of the most precious metals would be all they needed in life outside of their status. He scoffed at willingly disengaging from any challenge physically, it made them too soft, especially considering the historic ties they held to conquerors.
			[[File:Hestr.jpg\|left\|frameless\|150x150px]]
	As they continued to move, tearing out roots and stone, the feeling of accomplishment swelled within him. He had just completed his last row for the field. These fields would be thriving with vegetables to feed the population his family ruled over in the coming months. He took a second to breathe, placing his dirt covered arm, streaked from sweat onto the plow as Joarr stood still awaiting his master’s next command. Galmand suspected Joarr was relieved from completing the field preparation as well.		As they continued to move, tearing out roots and stone, the feeling of accomplishment swelled within him. He had just completed his last row for the field. These fields would be thriving with vegetables to feed the population his family ruled over in the coming months. He took a second to breathe, placing his dirt covered arm, streaked from sweat onto the plow as Joarr stood still awaiting his master’s next command. Galmand suspected Joarr was relieved from completing the field preparation as well.

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	“Ah, I wonder if that is going to be the topic of this evening’s discussion…” Galmand said aloud. He finished getting his jacket and hat on, then exited his residence.		“Ah, I wonder if that is going to be the topic of this evening’s discussion…” Galmand said aloud. He finished getting his jacket and hat on, then exited his residence.
			[[File:Annimari Skjolden.jpg\|right\|frameless\|200x200px]]
	Passing a few workers who had closed up their shops for the evening, they nodded to each other, then he was joined by a young woman. Sharing his black hair, her long locks were silky and extended down to her mid back. With blue eyes that matched her blue dress, she was always one for looking her best. Annimari, his younger sister often jabbed at him for his work out in the fields. She was sweet and humble, unlike their older sister and brothers.		Passing a few workers who had closed up their shops for the evening, they nodded to each other, then he was joined by a young woman. Sharing his black hair, her long locks were silky and extended down to her mid back. With blue eyes that matched her blue dress, she was always one for looking her best. [[Annimari Skjolden\|Annimari]], his younger sister often jabbed at him for his work out in the fields. She was sweet and humble, unlike their older sister and brothers.

	“Well you look handsome this evening, brother.” She said with a smirk as she approached him, reaching out for him as he extended his arm to escort her to dinner.		“Well you look handsome this evening, brother.” She said with a smirk as she approached him, reaching out for him as he extended his arm to escort her to dinner.
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	It was a nice walk up to the Skjolden Manor, the last of the sunlight had set and the lights along the walkway illuminated their path. Their mother always loved to decorate and had the estate staff constantly at work. Trees had small lights wrapped around them and the branches with lights hanging between the larger walkway lights. It had a feel of being magical, like a fantasy story from when they were children.		It was a nice walk up to the Skjolden Manor, the last of the sunlight had set and the lights along the walkway illuminated their path. Their mother always loved to decorate and had the estate staff constantly at work. Trees had small lights wrapped around them and the branches with lights hanging between the larger walkway lights. It had a feel of being magical, like a fantasy story from when they were children.

	Approaching the entry to the Manor two of the staff opened the doors, welcoming Annimari and Galmand inside. Soon enough, they were with the rest of the family and they all began some small talk as the staff was completing final dinner preparations. After about fifteen minutes or so, the chiming of a knife on a wine glass quieted the room down. It was Galmand’s father, the head of the Skjolden Clan, Reidor.		Approaching the entry to the Manor two of the staff opened the doors, welcoming Annimari and Galmand inside. Soon enough, they were with the rest of the family and they all began some small talk as the staff was completing final dinner preparations. After about fifteen minutes or so, the chiming of a knife on a wine glass quieted the room down. It was Galmand’s father, the head of the Skjolden Clan, [[Reidor Skjolden\|Reidor]].

	Everyone turned to look at him as he ascended a trio of steps to a landing that held a couple of instruments for events like parties. A couple of his grandchildren were playing on the steps and stopped to watch. “Welcome home everyone. It is great to have the kids, grandkids, and everyone here. However, the reason for this gathering is to share some information. Some of you may have caught the basics from the news that a dropship is inbound to Alborg. It is true, they have said they are here for diplomatic purposes. However, the ship’s insignia is worrisome. It is a sword.”		Everyone turned to look at him as he ascended a trio of steps to a landing that held a couple of instruments for events like parties. A couple of his grandchildren were playing on the steps and stopped to watch. “Welcome home everyone. It is great to have the kids, grandkids, and everyone here. However, the reason for this gathering is to share some information. Some of you may have caught the basics from the news that a dropship is inbound to Alborg. It is true, they have said they are here for diplomatic purposes. However, the ship’s insignia is worrisome. It is a sword.”
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	Even though there was no standing army, there were still clusters of warriors capable of offensive and defensive action. Clearly, his father was preparing the cellar to be used as the bunker it was designed to be. Two Kriger dipped their heads as he passed them. He activated the bullet proof doors and they slid apart to show a hallway that was further fortified.		Even though there was no standing army, there were still clusters of warriors capable of offensive and defensive action. Clearly, his father was preparing the cellar to be used as the bunker it was designed to be. Two Kriger dipped their heads as he passed them. He activated the bullet proof doors and they slid apart to show a hallway that was further fortified.
			[[File:Wolfhound RGilClan v17.png\|left\|frameless]]
	After passing through a corridor and past a number of doorways that were offices, bedrooms, and some recreational rooms, he entered the main hangar. Standing before him was the Skjolden [[Wolfhound]], the Golden Fox. Techs were climbing on it, verifying all was in order. He turned to enter the MechWarrior’s quarters and stripped down, putting on his cooling vest. Even in a light mech, it would still run hot enough to cook someone alive. His compression short briefs were modified to holster his side arm and carry a small holoscreen. His combat boots were all that he wore otherwise.		After passing through a corridor and past a number of doorways that were offices, bedrooms, and some recreational rooms, he entered the main hangar. Standing before him was the Skjolden [[Wolfhound]], the Golden Fox. Techs were climbing on it, verifying all was in order. He turned to enter the MechWarrior’s quarters and stripped down, putting on his cooling vest. Even in a light mech, it would still run hot enough to cook someone alive. His compression short briefs were modified to holster his side arm and carry a small holoscreen. His combat boots were all that he wore otherwise.

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	Reaching the end of the highway, he had to pick a street and keep moving. Only a few blocks were between him and the spaceport. People were in the streets, slowing him down as they scattered to get out of the way. He stepped on and over cars. He reached the first intersection, checking left and right but, didn’t see any weapons fire. Continuing forward, he reached the next intersection, when he turned left, he could see a Battlemech walking away from him about 200 meters out. It was just razing the buildings around it and murdering civilians without hesitation.		Reaching the end of the highway, he had to pick a street and keep moving. Only a few blocks were between him and the spaceport. People were in the streets, slowing him down as they scattered to get out of the way. He stepped on and over cars. He reached the first intersection, checking left and right but, didn’t see any weapons fire. Continuing forward, he reached the next intersection, when he turned left, he could see a Battlemech walking away from him about 200 meters out. It was just razing the buildings around it and murdering civilians without hesitation.
			[[File:Preta.png\|right\|frameless\|250x250px]]
	In fact, he could see small arms fire beyond the mech, which seemed to be the mech’s target. His Angel ECM must have been doing a great job because it was clear the mech did not see him. However, what did make him nervous was the fact that it was a medium Battlemech, a Preta Prime, according to his HUD. After a couple seconds to cool off from some weapons fire, the Preta opened up again, and that is when Galmand pushed the Golden Fox toward the invader.		In fact, he could see small arms fire beyond the mech, which seemed to be the mech’s target. His Angel ECM must have been doing a great job because it was clear the mech did not see him. However, what did make him nervous was the fact that it was a medium Battlemech, a [[Preta]] Prime, according to his HUD. After a couple seconds to cool off from some weapons fire, the Preta opened up again, and that is when Galmand pushed the Golden Fox toward the invader.

	Accelerating quickly, he would soon have his ER Small Lasers in range of the rear armor. Lining up the shot on the nearly still mech, he fired. First to hit was his Large Re-Engineered Laser, it pierced right through the left rear torso. Two ER Small Lasers hit the rear center but, the third lined up on the rear left torso as well. It was the lucky shot as an explosion ripped through the back of the section.		Accelerating quickly, he would soon have his ER Small Lasers in range of the rear armor. Lining up the shot on the nearly still mech, he fired. First to hit was his Large Re-Engineered Laser, it pierced right through the left rear torso. Two ER Small Lasers hit the rear center but, the third lined up on the rear left torso as well. It was the lucky shot as an explosion ripped through the back of the section.
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	Breaking into a full run, he was going to reach the group in seconds. Avoiding tunnel vision as his father had always warned, he kept looking around, and he spotted a Jenner Battlemech moving back from the city toward the front gate. What he recalled from the video feed, that was one of the two remaining mechs, but the third was much larger and he had not seen it yet.		Breaking into a full run, he was going to reach the group in seconds. Avoiding tunnel vision as his father had always warned, he kept looking around, and he spotted a Jenner Battlemech moving back from the city toward the front gate. What he recalled from the video feed, that was one of the two remaining mechs, but the third was much larger and he had not seen it yet.
			[[File:Jenner RGilClan v18.jpg\|left\|frameless\|250x250px]]
	The Jenner turned though, obviously having spotted him, lifting into the air on plumes of flame, launching over the wall directly toward him. A quartet of Medium Lasers fired, only one striking his Wolfhound’s left arm. In return he aimed his Large Re-Laser and fired, slicing into the enemy Jenner’s left leg, causing sparks to erupt from whatever he hit. The mech came down from the jump hard, landing on both feet but, collapsing and skidding toward him. He adjusted his run and ran up to the Jenner as it was trying to stand, firing all four of his lasers into it.		The [[Jenner]] turned though, obviously having spotted him, lifting into the air on plumes of flame, launching over the wall directly toward him. A quartet of Medium Lasers fired, only one striking his Wolfhound’s left arm. In return he aimed his Large Re-Laser and fired, slicing into the enemy Jenner’s left leg, causing sparks to erupt from whatever he hit. The mech came down from the jump hard, landing on both feet but, collapsing and skidding toward him. He adjusted his run and ran up to the Jenner as it was trying to stand, firing all four of his lasers into it.

	Hitting the Center and Left Torso mostly, the left arm fell away from the Jenner and slammed into the tarmac, the jump jets also began bleeding plasma from the leg damage. Standing up, the Jenner again unleashed the two remaining lasers it had, this time paired with an SRM4. One of the warheads slammed into Galmand’s ferroglass canopy, cracking it as the two Medium Lasers ate away at his left torso in return. Of the remaining three SRMs, one hit his Center Torso and the other two corkscrewed off behind him.		Hitting the Center and Left Torso mostly, the left arm fell away from the Jenner and slammed into the tarmac, the jump jets also began bleeding plasma from the leg damage. Standing up, the Jenner again unleashed the two remaining lasers it had, this time paired with an SRM4. One of the warheads slammed into Galmand’s ferroglass canopy, cracking it as the two Medium Lasers ate away at his left torso in return. Of the remaining three SRMs, one hit his Center Torso and the other two corkscrewed off behind him.
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	Galmand scrambled to get the Golden Fox to its feet. He could see a number of citizens were now using the downed Jenner as cover. He took off to take cover behind the tower, taking a barrage of lasers to his right torso and leg as he moved. Just as he reached concealment a huge chunk of the tower blew off right behind him from another Heavy Gauss slug.		Galmand scrambled to get the Golden Fox to its feet. He could see a number of citizens were now using the downed Jenner as cover. He took off to take cover behind the tower, taking a barrage of lasers to his right torso and leg as he moved. Just as he reached concealment a huge chunk of the tower blew off right behind him from another Heavy Gauss slug.
			[[File:Caesar RGilClan v26.jpg\|right\|frameless\|250x250px]]
	A Caesar was far larger and far more powerful than the Wolfhound he was running and it had taken him by surprise, emerging from the dropship on the end of the tarmac. He could feel additional heat now too, as his fusion engine was showing damage on his HUD. Looking out toward the citizens, he could see pulse lasers being fired into the crowd, some people being vaporized immediately, a number of them had taken cover where he was.		A [[Caesar]] was far larger and far more powerful than the Wolfhound he was running and it had taken him by surprise, emerging from the dropship on the end of the tarmac. He could feel additional heat now too, as his fusion engine was showing damage on his HUD. Looking out toward the citizens, he could see pulse lasers being fired into the crowd, some people being vaporized immediately, a number of them had taken cover where he was.

	He looked his Wolfhound down towards the citizens hiding near him, a couple of them were really hunkered down, in absolute fear. “Listen up everyone!” he said to them over his audio system. “We are the Jarnfolk! This is our chance to repel them!”		He looked his Wolfhound down towards the citizens hiding near him, a couple of them were really hunkered down, in absolute fear. “Listen up everyone!” he said to them over his audio system. “We are the Jarnfolk! This is our chance to repel them!”
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	“You did it son, you are the Golden Fox.” Reidor said with pride, looking his son in the eyes while his hands rested on his son’s shoulders. “Landet, himlen, folket, vi er Skjolden!” They both said in unison, rising to a shout with the crowd’s cheering.		“You did it son, you are the Golden Fox.” Reidor said with pride, looking his son in the eyes while his hands rested on his son’s shoulders. “Landet, himlen, folket, vi er Skjolden!” They both said in unison, rising to a shout with the crowd’s cheering.
			[[File:House Skjolden Crest.jpg\|center\|frameless]]
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	“Ni Råd, Clan leaders, the Council of Nine has officially begun its first meeting”, announced Reidor Skjolden. While only eight separate Clans remained of the original nine, they wanted to honor their heritage.		“Ni Råd, Clan leaders, the Council of Nine has officially begun its first meeting”, announced Reidor Skjolden. While only eight separate Clans remained of the original nine, they wanted to honor their heritage.

Minisanddumbbells2 at 15:10, 12 June 2026

2026-06-12T15:10:39Z

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	Even though there was no standing army, there were still clusters of warriors capable of offensive and defensive action. Clearly, his father was preparing the cellar to be used as the bunker it was designed to be. Two Kriger dipped their heads as he passed them. He activated the bullet proof doors and they slid apart to show a hallway that was further fortified.		Even though there was no standing army, there were still clusters of warriors capable of offensive and defensive action. Clearly, his father was preparing the cellar to be used as the bunker it was designed to be. Two Kriger dipped their heads as he passed them. He activated the bullet proof doors and they slid apart to show a hallway that was further fortified.

	After passing through a corridor and past a number of doorways that were offices, bedrooms, and some recreational rooms, he entered the main hangar. Standing before him was the Skjolden Wolfhound, the Golden Fox. Techs were climbing on it, verifying all was in order. He turned to enter the MechWarrior’s quarters and stripped down, putting on his cooling vest. Even in a light mech, it would still run hot enough to cook someone alive. His compression short briefs were modified to holster his side arm and carry a small holoscreen. His combat boots were all that he wore otherwise.		After passing through a corridor and past a number of doorways that were offices, bedrooms, and some recreational rooms, he entered the main hangar. Standing before him was the Skjolden [[Wolfhound]], the Golden Fox. Techs were climbing on it, verifying all was in order. He turned to enter the MechWarrior’s quarters and stripped down, putting on his cooling vest. Even in a light mech, it would still run hot enough to cook someone alive. His compression short briefs were modified to holster his side arm and carry a small holoscreen. His combat boots were all that he wore otherwise.

	Returning to the main hangar, he went over to the training pod and powered it up. As he waited for the machine to complete the process, he continued to gaze over the Wolfhound. It was truly an awe-inspiring family heirloom. Some pilots never actually fielded it; they were so accustomed to peace on the Jarnfolk worlds. However, the training pod certainly got its use. He was pilot number One and should he be unable, pilot number Two was Annimari.		Returning to the main hangar, he went over to the training pod and powered it up. As he waited for the machine to complete the process, he continued to gaze over the Wolfhound. It was truly an awe-inspiring family heirloom. Some pilots never actually fielded it; they were so accustomed to peace on the Jarnfolk worlds. However, the training pod certainly got its use. He was pilot number One and should he be unable, pilot number Two was Annimari.

Minisanddumbbells2 at 15:07, 12 June 2026

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	January 3153		=== January 3153 ===
	Alborg
			=== Alborg ===

	Forcefully exhaling a cloud of breath as Galmand pressed forward with his hestr, the plow tore out a patch of cold ground. He had been working on it for at least a few minutes, pushing the plow with all his might to aid Joarr in the work. Galmand was slender yet capable due to his personal desire to not live the cushy lift the Skjolden Clan had secured so far from the Inner Sphere.		Forcefully exhaling a cloud of breath as Galmand pressed forward with his hestr, the plow tore out a patch of cold ground. He had been working on it for at least a few minutes, pushing the plow with all his might to aid Joarr in the work. Galmand was slender yet capable due to his personal desire to not live the cushy lift the Skjolden Clan had secured so far from the Inner Sphere.
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	While Galmand would be traveling, the Golden Fox would be repaired at the Skjolden Manor and the repaired Caesar would be piloted by his sister Annimari, should the need arise for a defender before his return to Jarnfolk space. Given the history of Free Rasalhague Republic and the Draconis Combine, he set his course for the Outworlds Alliance systems. It was rumored in Jarnfolk space that a Clan from Kerensky’s Exodus had set up shop there. Perhaps he could return with Clan and Inner Sphere Battlemechs…		While Galmand would be traveling, the Golden Fox would be repaired at the Skjolden Manor and the repaired Caesar would be piloted by his sister Annimari, should the need arise for a defender before his return to Jarnfolk space. Given the history of Free Rasalhague Republic and the Draconis Combine, he set his course for the Outworlds Alliance systems. It was rumored in Jarnfolk space that a Clan from Kerensky’s Exodus had set up shop there. Perhaps he could return with Clan and Inner Sphere Battlemechs…

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