San Francisco: Capital Building

San Francisco is the leading financial and cultural center of NCR. Skyscraqers dominate the city and the Golden Gate Bridge has been rebuilt. All will land at the San Francisco International Airport. SF building are a mix of Victorian and current modern architecture. The Capital building is a nice place with gardens in front of it and a building similar to the White House. Though, with the war, NCR Circa troops, Rangers, Regulars, are located, guarding the place and all of NCR. The meeting room will be surrounded by CIRCA troops.

OOC: Since Aldrin did a flashback I was inspired to do one of my own. Its nothing special, but I'll go ahead and post it.

Brotherhood Space Station Array ATHOS: Above Earth’s Orbit- Preliminary minutes until the start of the Invasion of Ronto

The main command deck of the ATHOS station was abuzz with activity. Technicians and military commanders as well as intelligence officers bustled about as the minutes ticked closer to the start time for the invasion of Ronto. At the center of this command central, seated on a central dias was the overall commander of the Athos Array: Paladin Commander Wilbur Gottfried. Dressed in a gold colored robe of the Paladin-Lords, Gottfried struck an imposing figure as he watched over the command deck.

“Paladin-Lord we have confirmation of our ground forces position. Colonel Talon, Paladin-Lord Godfrey and Paladin-Lord Wilhelm are all in position and awaiting orders. The Ronto military continues to appear unaware of their apparent presence on the border,” one of the technicians called out.

“Excellent, relay this to Paladin-Lord Wilhelm. Tell him he is to begin his assault the moment that Talon moves on his target position. Request that he keep in regular contact with a communication channel to the Athos,” Gottfried replied back.

“Yes sir.”

Suddenly, the doors behind Gottfried slid open and revealed the sight of a figure in a stark white robe surrounded by Paladin Honor Guards with elegant blue cloth draqed around their shoulders.

“Your holiness…” Gottfried stammered out, “I was not expecting you to visit the bridge…”

“And yet here I am Gottfried,” Traven replied with a smirk, “I came to observe the final preparations for the operation. I assume ArchLord Burn’s commander has his division at the ready?”

“Yes your holiness, Colonel Talon waits only for orders from High Command.”

“Very well,” Traven replied back, “Then let us not make him wait any longer. Inform ArchLord Burns that the ATHOS is standing by and under my command. He may issue the command to the Colonel to begin the operation at any time.”

Ronto Border With the Brotherhood- Division of Paladin-Lord Wilhelm.

Two lone figures stood on a snowy hill outside of a Ronto town, one of them draqed in a black robe and the other in gold. Silently, they observed the sleeping town in the cold of the night as the snow fell sporadically around them.

“Strange isn’t it Inquisitor…in a few short moments this town will be overrun, and then the rest of Ronto with it. Such a surreal scene this is.”

Smiling with an amused expression, the man in black: Inquisitor Fredrickson, turned to the man who had spoken,

“Indeed Lord Wilhelm, but I prefer the term ‘serene’. Its like the calm before a thunderstorm. You can almost smell it in the air. The anticipation is almost palpable.”

“And interesting choice of words Inquisitor,” Wilhelm replied back, “I would not have taken a member of the Order of the Inquisition to be an appreciator of the aesthetic.”

“We all have our moments.”

A smile grew across Wihelm’s face, Inquisitors certainly were an interesting lot. They always seemed to have more behind them than the fa?ade of calm they displayed for the world.

After a few seconds of silence between the two men, a sudden explosion was heard off in the distance, followed by the distinct sounds of gunfire and the roar of mechanized armor.

“I believe that would be Colonel Talon,” Fredrickson remarked expressionless.

“And so it is. Which means we are now green for engagement,” Wilhelm replied as he turned and began walking down the snowy hill, “If you will excuse me Inquisitor…”

“By you leave Paladin-Lord.”

Inquisitor Fredrickson continued to observe the town on the hill for a few more moments in silence. Then all of a sudden behind him came forward mechanized Sutherlands and MWBOS robotic and Power-Armored Paladin forces who began streaming into the town. Overhead, hundreds of Hellions filled the sky as they began to push into Ronto airspace. As the army of Paladin-Lord Wilhelm poured into Ronto around him, Fredrickson grinned.

Ronto would fall.