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The Skye Rangers Brigade has a long tradition of service and loyalty to House Steiner through four long and grueling Succession Wars spanning hundreds of years. Once again civil war threatens the Great Houses of the Inner Sphere. Our Mechwarriors have been called home, allies will be chosen, enemies vanquished, and battles fought on distant worlds under far off suns...the Federation of Skye will now decide its destiny...
Welcome to the Home Base of the Skye Rangers, located on the dark and beautiful planet Summer, within the Federation of Skye.
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We hope you're ready, 'cause some epic games are about to start! Solaris 7 is here! Along with the release of the Fafnir 'Mechs and the Solaris Heroes, there's lots of new content for you to enjoy, compete in or even just spectate!
Dyvim Slorm appointed to the position of Attache to the Master at Arms
It is with much delight that I can make this announcement. Dyvim has always been one of our friendly faces that greets our new pilots, making each one feel welcome in the Skye Rangers. This week he becomes my right hand man concerning training, recruitment, and placement of our new pilots with the regiments that suit them best. Congruent with this appointment, Dyvim Slorm is promoted toBattalion Commander of the 22nd Regiment, with all the privileges and responsibilities that come with the new rank. Please congratulate Dyvim on the assignment of his new duties when you get a chance!
It's been a long few months since the announcement. Restructuring the regiment has been time consuming - when there was time for it. At least there was no want for contracts. COL Sevronis slumped back in the cockpit seat of his custom Timber Wolf in the maintenance bay, rubbing his brow. After all these years, there was no longer a need to keep it hidden since pretty much anything regarding the Clans is known by now. Even the access to new tech had produced a 'few' customization ideas of his own. One of these, albiet temporary, was the inclusion of a simple makeshift wooden desktop over his Timber Wolf's consoles. Documents stacked anywhere there was room, even some on the floor. The signs of an alternate office maybe. Or perhaps the reality was that there wasn't any more room in his actual office. A work in progress really.
"It's as if ten more documents show up for every one completed and filed.", Sevronis sighed. "Feel like I've been forgetting something."
In the center of the stacks, his laptop sat open with a blinking cursor waiting for input on a blank page. Sevronis sat back up, and reached about here and there for seemingly random documents. Not random, just not in order. He grabbed the crayon behind his ear and marked a few notes and circles on these papers. One might notice similar marking on the rest of the stacks and a couple empty crayon boxes on the floor. A gift from Zipper really. Funny thing was he ordered pens instead.
That's when he noticed the flashing message alert on the screen before him. Actually it's been flashing for a few days now. Who has time to check messages when you're this busy? No difference. Sevronis accessed his inbox and one caught his eye right away. "Oh...", he paused with sudden realization. "I haven't sent in a report for a few months now." With a groaning crack of his neck, he finally released that blinking cursor from its boredom, finishing a brief, yet slightly informative report off the top of his head. There were several overdue for promotions, this he knew. Perhaps he was waiting until the restructuring was complete. "And finally, Black Caiman and Shuben, " the COL voiced out loud to himself as he finished his report and sent it on its way. That's when of of the Information Officers came by with a new report, handing it to him. "Sir, we have news that Shuben has been spotted using Marik colors on his battlemech." Sevronis snatched it quickly with apparent irritation, and read it over.
"SHUUUBEEEEEEEEEEEN!", came an echo througout the maintenance bays.
Somewhere out in Marik territory, Shuben was engaged in a skirmish, and suddenly sneezed, causing him to miss his aim on an enemy 'mech. "Hm.. Of all times for me to randomly wonder if the master is angry."
Griffster - to SSGM Aerei - to SSGM Nieje - to SSGM Obberon - to SSG Shuben - to SSG Shamansky - to SG O5PGHOST - to SCP Joatmon - to SCP BornSlacker - to CP TravisNo - to CP BiggRigg42 - to CP Black Caiman - to CP
Congrats to everyone above! Strength through unity!