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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #90 on: 19 August 2024, 18:59:56 »
and there is nothing stopping anyone from gifting Victor a modified Gargoyle into a powerful 2nd-line 'mech. Start with a base Gargoyle C, convert it into a Battlemech, replace the chassis with endo, drop a couple heatsinks, add 4 or 5JJ, drop 2 ERML for a SRM4 rack and you got a ride that Victor would warm up to, dramatically...

That would probably be a very major conversion.

Agreed, and ruining a perfectly good Omnimech seems like a real waste of time & resources.


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Honestly, they could probably put Victor in a Hunchback IIC. Same movement profile as a Victor and it has two UAC/20 so he'd enjoy that. Not much armor, but he can substitute his plot armor.  :cheesy:
Hehe,  There isn't enough plot armor in the entire IS to save you from death piloting a HB2C.


I think Vic will be given a Victor, with Clan upgrade.  I'm hoping for an Ultra/20, but would accept the bog-standard Clan Gauss Rifle with a few additions.
There is a canon "Victor-9B(c)" from the Twycross Scenarios/Sourcebook.


That said, as I mentioned above, I don't see them going out of there way to modify into a Victor.
It's just not the same situation as Kell had.

But, if he was to get a 2nd Line mech instead of an Omni....  the Guillotine-IIC has the same movement profile & similar-ISH armament changing from AC20 to PPC/LPL.
Meanwhile I recalled there is a Summoner w/ AC20/SRMs/Lasers if keeping the JJs is a better feel than the Gargoyle-C someone mentioned above.

I think before a mech is decided on, the UNIT he goes to needs to be discovered.
Is he still leading a Star for Natasha?
Does he go to Katya's Battle Cluster?
Some other Front Line cluster?
A Garrison cluster?
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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #91 on: 25 August 2024, 20:13:53 »
Chapter 12

WS Dire Wolf, Nadir Jump Point
Radstadt system, Free Rasalhague Republic
31 October 3050


The universe folded. And then it neatly unfolded, and they were around another star. The view through the great window at the end of the bridge, just barely visible in the distance, showed a starscape highlighted by a bright point that must be Radstadt’s primary.

Then it showed a JumpShip, and then three more. Victor thought he made out a blue shield with a snake, twisted over itself.

A blast shield slammed down over the viewport, and warning klaxons began to sound.

Victor quickly unbuckled himself and then reached over to help the Precentor Martial do the same.

“Should we really be unbuckling ourselves?” asked the older man.

“Probably not,” admitted the younger, “But I will anyway. Are you coming?”

Focht stood up, and the two began to make their way to the bridge as fast as they could.

He’s in surprisingly good shape for his age, thought Victor, Whatever that age is. The story the older man had told about culture shock on Summer, combined with his growing up noble on Tharkad, had given Victor suspicions about precise numbers, but the answer was pretty old no matter how you sliced it.

As they came down the stairs and the bridge came into view in front of them, the ship lurched in what Victor assumed was some sort of sudden evasive action before it stopped instantly, suggesting otherwise. Did we just get hit with a capital missile? Does Rasalhague have capital missiles? Or have we been betrayed by another Clan?

The answer to these questions lay on the bridge.

When they got to the door, they found it sealed, Wolf and Jaguar Elemental bodyguards facing off over a terrified Technician. Without thinking, Victor strode in and asked, “What is going on here?”

Two of the infantry, presumably the commanders of each Point, began to talk over each other, but Victor, operating on instinct that would have made his father proud, shouted, “Quiet! You,” he said, pointing at the Technician, “What is occurring?”

The woman looked even more terrified, “The bridge seems to have sealed, and there is minimal atmosphere, but who knows how long the hair gel will last? We need to enter in order to tender aid, but the door sealed automatically after the impact and the circuitry was damaged so it will not open.”

Did she really say “hair gel”? That can't be right. Well, there was no time now to dig into unimportant details.

Victor didn’t bother asking if the Elementals could open it; obviously they couldn’t. Instead, he was forced to think. This may be a Clan WarShip, but it was originally a Star League vessel. What would Star League have been more concerned about, hostile boarding parties or accidents?

Recalling the Star League’s famous arrogance, he made a judgment call and decided that the door’s mechanism would fail safe instead of dangerous. He pointed at the nearest Wolf Elemental, and then at the door’s control panel.

“Destroy that.”

The Technician scurried out of the way as the indicated Warrior came up and smashed his wicked claw into the panel. The door slid smoothly open. One of the Elementals handed Victor a respirator and he slid it on. As he did so, he saw that none of the infantry were entering the bridge, even though the door seemed large enough for it.

He realized with a shock that they were waiting for him to lead the way, and so he did, instructing, “Our priorities are the Khan and the ilKhan. After we find them and get them to medical care, we start pulling whoever we can.” He didn’t look back; the blank faceplates of the Battle Armor wouldn’t have shown a reaction anyway.

The bridge was filled with smoke, and though Victor could barely hear anything over what sounded like one hundred alarms and distressing whooshing noises, he did see bodies scattered here and there. It violated every instinct of his, but he passed them by, knowing that the Khans were the priority. Still, he held out a hand and waved to some of them, hoping that the Wolf Elementals at least might help.

Looking up, Victor saw a large area of cracks and holes in the ceiling, oozing with some sort of black tarry substance. One of his followers said, “The Technician informs us that the patch is under stress and the Damage Control team does not know how long it will hold.”

No pressure!

Victor led the party towards the holotank, where he last remembered seeing his targets. The ‘tank itself was completely wrecked, the panels around it twisted and broken. Walking in a crouch around the perimeter of the tank, he saw an arm, which proved to be connected to the Khan.

Looking back to confirm that he still had his escort, he pointed, “The Khan, here.” Two of the Wolves came forward; one raised the panel with inhuman strength while the other pulled Ulric out with surprising gentleness.

He suddenly realized that wherever Ulric was, Katya must have been nearby. He looked around in a panic, and after a moment found her sitting unconscious in a chair. He went up to her and released her straps. As he was lifting her out, an Elemental took her into its arms.

As Victor resumed his search for the ilKhan, he was surprised by one of the Jaguar Elementals tapping him on the arm and telling him, “We must leave. Damage Control reports that the patch is well beyond safe limits.”

He looked around, dazed, “But the ilKhan!”

“The ilKhan is alive, or he is dead,” replied the Jaguar philosophically. “If you remain here, you will soon be dead of a certainty.”

Running back to the bridge’s entrance, Victor directed the remaining infantry to grab whoever they could. As he got to the door, he stood by it, intending to be the last out, until a push from a hard metal gauntlet shoved him through the door.

As the last Jaguar came through, a body under each arm, there was a great noise of creaking and then wind as the air began to escape the bridge. Two Elementals grabbed the sides of the door and pulled them shut then held them in place as a Technician put more of that black goop over the crack.

When Victor saw an Elemental stride up the hallway with a large painted star on armor’s chest, he realized that he, a bondsman, had just spent several minutes ordering around ten Warriors. Let’s hope that whoever this is will defer to Katya’s right to punish me.

The new officer opened her faceplate, revealing the redheaded woman he recognized as commander of the Golden Keshik’s Elementals.

“Who is in charge here?” she asked brusquely.

The Wolf closest to her indicated Victor, “He is, Star Commander Fetladral.”

She looked at him with piercing eyes for several moments before saying, “Well, at least you seem to have the heart of a Wolf.”

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I didn't realize how short this chapter was when I wrote it. Until I did the word count, it felt much longer. I tried a couple rewrites dragging the bridge scene out more, but they were mostly boring.

Anyway, "the lock has randomly reset its code" is probably the single stupidest thing I've ever read in any book, ever. Here, Victor is forced to use some knowledge and thought instead of the most contrived reason to use a random little device I've ever encountered.

I like the idea of Victor's command reflexes kicking in. He probably barely even realized what he was doing as he did it. I also thought about having the Jaguar Elementals get aggressive and pushy about Victor not rescuing the ilKhan, but I decided that while in the grand scheme of things, losing the ilKhan's giftake is a huge deal, in the heat of the moment, a young, low-level Clan Warrior is more likely to feel fatalism.

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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #92 on: 25 August 2024, 22:28:04 »
I didn't realize how short this chapter was when I wrote it. Until I did the word count, it felt much longer. I tried a couple rewrites dragging the bridge scene out more, but they were mostly boring.
My suggestion is spend a bit of time with Focht & Victor in the room.
I haven't read the trilogy in years but I seem to recall they realized they were under attack by ASF & there was some fluff there as well as scrambling fighters.
You could even add in something like overhead coms calling pilots to the ready room etc etc.
Describe the trip down as more chaotic w/ people moving in all directions, some injured from impact.

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Anyway, "the lock has randomly reset its code" is probably the single stupidest thing I've ever read in any book, ever. Here, Victor is forced to use some knowledge and thought instead of the most contrived reason to use a random little device I've ever encountered.
Yeah, scrambled seems odd.
More likely the controls on the inside panel were hit with shrapnel during the impact.
Door shuts automatically but the damage stops it from opening on command.
Might change "smearing harjel" at the end to welding them shut, IDK, not sure I've ever heard of "smearing" it like they carry it on them, but maybe.

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I like the idea of Victor's command reflexes kicking in. He probably barely even realized what he was doing as he did it. I also thought about having the Jaguar Elementals get aggressive and pushy about Victor not rescuing the ilKhan, but I decided that while in the grand scheme of things, losing the ilKhan's giftake is a huge deal, in the heat of the moment, a young, low-level Clan Warrior is more likely to feel fatalism.

This seemed fine, my only question really outside the above comments is him being able to see & make out the Jumpship with Mk1 Eyeballs.
I might be wrong but I think if you can see it in space it's probably close enough to have been caught in the KF bubble on arrival.
Either way the FRR ships were already there, weren't they?  Not just arriving, they were charged almost to jump out IIRC.

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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #93 on: 26 August 2024, 08:48:41 »
This will undoubtedly be the moment that gets Victor's final bondcord cut.

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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #94 on: 26 August 2024, 10:03:41 »
Not just that, but his willingness to look for the ilKhan probably reflected well on him. The Jaguars with him might actually end up on his side.

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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #95 on: 27 August 2024, 21:31:01 »
Seems like Victor is becoming big man in the bridge area.
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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #96 on: 06 September 2024, 20:34:56 »
Not just that, but his willingness to look for the ilKhan probably reflected well on him. The Jaguars with him might actually end up on his side.
Lol, lmao even.

My suggestion is spend a bit of time with Focht & Victor in the room.
I haven't read the trilogy in years but I seem to recall they realized they were under attack by ASF & there was some fluff there as well as scrambling fighters.
You could even add in something like overhead coms calling pilots to the ready room etc etc.
Describe the trip down as more chaotic w/ people moving in all directions, some injured from impact.
A great idea!

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This seemed fine, my only question really outside the above comments is him being able to see & make out the Jumpship with Mk1 Eyeballs.
I might be wrong but I think if you can see it in space it's probably close enough to have been caught in the KF bubble on arrival.
Either way the FRR ships were already there, weren't they?  Not just arriving, they were charged almost to jump out IIRC.

The JumpShips definitely jumped in when the Dire Wolf was already on station.

As for being able to see the JumpShips with his bare eyes...you're probably right, but it's a thing that happens in fiction (alongside people on the bridge having gravity despite the fact that the WarShip would absolutely not be accelerating under those conditions).

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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #97 on: 06 September 2024, 20:35:04 »
Interlude V

Katherine looked down at the planet sparkling below them. Bright greens and golden yellows contrasted with a deep blue sea. It wasn’t the most beautiful world she had ever seen from orbit, but it was definitely in the top five.

The trip had been uneventful. They had traveled by command circuit most of the way, which had made the trip an unusually quick one. Not wanting any delays on her path to being properly heir, she’d been concerned about the time she’d be missing at the Academy, but her father had assured her that what she saw and did here on Outreach would be more important than any lessons she could receive on New Avalon. “And besides,” he’d added, “I have a feeling that the Dragoons will cook up some surprises for us that may prove quite educational.”

On top of that, several of the staff he’d brought with him had been continuing her instruction, working right off the NAIS-CMS curriculum and using the advanced simulators on the First Prince’s personal Overlord, with the promise of real cockpit time on-planet. Three young officers, veterans of the Clans, were sharing what knowledge they had earned of their enemy.

She’d wondered about that, and asked her father if they wouldn’t be serving better on the front or in the Department of Strategy and Tactics. He’d told her that he wanted a few experts around to advise himself directly, though over time Katherine had come to appreciate that there might be other reasons for their presence here.

Reasons like the screams that came from Hauptmann Cox's room most nights.

Still, she was excited. Rubbing her hand through the “Princess cut” that had unfortunately become her signature style, she thought excitedly about what awaited her. The Dragoons had said that they were inviting every leader in the Inner Sphere in a gathering unmatched since her own parents’ wedding. She doubted that she would ever get another chance to see Romano Liao or Theodore Kurita face-to-face, and if nothing else she’d heard that Hohiro was quite handsome.

She might even get a look at the scar that Kali Liao was said to have on her chest where her heart had allegedly been removed in a dark ritual to her namesake goddess of death.

Compulsively, she touched the triangle at her collar that certified her status as a brevet-Leftenant for the duration of the conference, no red outlining present at all. Of the other heirs, only Hohiro Kurita and Kai Allard-Liao had any more military experience than she did, and the Mariks and Liaos less, but it was still disconcerting to attend such an august gathering at such a low rank. Of course, she reminded herself, You’re a princess, heir to the mightiest empire since the fall of the Star League. Surely that counted for more than fifty pence worth of nickel and enamel at your neck.

She was interrupted from her musings by an announcement that they would begin atmospheric insertion in 30 minutes. Straightening her collar unnecessarily, she pushed off towards the door.

And towards destiny.

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A short one, even by Interlude standards. I'll be posting the next chapter much more quickly, I promise. I decided to bring Galen Cox along because I like him, and there were hints of a romance between him and Katherine, so why not? Even absent VSD, a contingent of the 12th could limp out of Trell.

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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #98 on: 07 September 2024, 02:35:51 »
The dynamic will most certainly change, that is for certain. Will Ragnar be able to make it as well?
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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #99 on: 28 September 2024, 17:54:11 »
Chapter 13

WS Dire Wolf
Unknown system, Clan Wolf Occupation Zone (presumed)
25 November 3050


The attack on the Dire Wolf and its aftermath had been chaotic, to say the least. From what Victor had pieced together, a Free Rasalhague Republic fleet had Jumped in at Radstadt and then immediately attacked the Clan ship. The immense impact he’d felt had apparently been a Rasalhague aerospace fighter ramming the bridge.

The damage to the WarShip itself had been largely superficial, with no deaths and few injuries aside from those on the bridge. Though despite that and while none of the parties from the other Clans had yet arrived on the bridge, dozens of Warriors and Civilians had still died, not least of which being the ilKhan that Victor had failed to save. From what he could piece together, the Jaguars were furious at Victor for not recovering the ilKhan’s body, which he found really strange - since the Clans were such a pragmatic, aggressively atheistic and materialistic society, it was bizarre that they would place so much import on a dead body.

But that was just conjecture, since he was completely iced out. For the two weeks since the incident, he’d actually been confined to the bondsmen’s barracks, with food being brought to him at meals and him having to take sponge-baths in the little lavatory attached to the room. After that, he’d started doing ship maintenance tasks, but nothing with Katya or Ulric. He had initially thought that he was being given shit work as a punishment, but after his fourth hydroponics shift, he realized that he was being hidden, not punished.

Somewhat surprising himself, he turned to his fellow bondsmen for support, strengthening his relationship with them for the first time in what seemed like ages. There had been no hiding that something had occurred when he’d been returned to the barracks after the attack with orders not to leave it. He’d related events in short, simple sentences, downplaying any heroism that might be assigned to his actions. The Donegals had absorbed the information and quickly understood his sins, and even the Arcturans were able to mostly get it, almost three months into their bondage.

Several of the other bondsmen even started trying to take their meals in quarters so that they could have community meals with Victor…but it turned out that the Clanners didn’t like that, and so it had stopped. Thankfully no one had recommended community sponge-baths.

What had surprised Victor immensely (but in retrospect shouldn’t have surprised him at all) was Hans Sharif coming up to him in the fourth week to ask him if he’d been “de-Stockholmed” now that Katya had set him aside. Victor had been horrified, though he found that he could not in honesty deliver his first response of, “She has nothing to do with it!”

That said, while Katya had had something to do with his assimilation into Clan Wolf, he was certain that it was more than that. All of the justifications he’d given to the other bondsmen about gaining trust and influence were true, but the fact was that he also found the Clan way appealing on its own merits. For a man raised in a culture of martial honor and duty, there was a beautiful simplicity to the Clans’ ways. It was far from perfect, but what system was? The lives of the Civilians back in the Clan Homeworlds sounded far from ideal, but in Katya’s telling, there was no hunger and no poverty as the Clan provided for everyone’s needs.

The Lyran in him was fairly appalled at the idea of the government controlling every aspect of the economy, of course, but Victor had seen vids of the Skid but worlds on the FedSuns’ Periphery rim. He’d seen Lyran magnates and nobles spend enough money on a dress that they would wear once to buy a house in a poorer part of the same planet. He’d seen nobles from both halves of his homeland treat ordinary folk worse than he’d seen Warriors on the Dire Wolf treat Civilians. He felt that his house was made of entirely too much glass for him to throw many stones.

But he didn’t feel like explaining any of that to Sharif, and wasn’t sure if he even could . The man would understand in time, or he would not.

But the barb had driven Victor to action, and the next evening he went to Katya’s quarters instead of the bondsmen’s after his shift. When he knocked, Katya answered, and when he revealed his identity, she pulled him in hurriedly.

Victor had prepared himself for a confrontation; he had not prepared himself for being kissed so hard that it bruised his lips. He was a little bit better prepared for what came after, though, when she held him out at arm’s length and angrily asked, “What are you doing here? You are restricted to quarters!”

So he was pretty quickly able to stop marveling at the kiss and toss his own angry question back, “And why is that? Are you hiding me so I don’t shame you?”

Any hostility drained out of her to be replaced by genuine puzzlement, “What? Why would you think that?”

In response, Victor took a deep breath to try and calm his own anger, “Perhaps because you have hidden me away and ceased all contact with me? At first I thought you were punishing me, but hydroponics shifts are not punishment, quineg?”

Katya sighed, then surprised him by wrapping her arms around him in a gentle hug.

“Neg, the hydroponics shifts are not a punishment. And they are to hide you. But it is not to protect me from you.”

She sighed again as she released him. She moved towards her table and began to sit down, motioning Victor to sit across from her…before she apparently thought better of it and sat on the edge of her bed instead. Victor sat by her, and she surprised him by leaning against him, their entire sides a line of contact, her cheekbone threatening his eye socket.

“The Jaguars are not pleased with you,” she said, “Especially since they feel that you denied them Showers’ giftake. But with Ulric, they are furious. They have all but accused him of orchestrating the meeting in order to have the ilKhan killed.”

That shocked Victor, but as he considered it, he could almost see the sense in it. Ulric had been the one to call for the meeting to be held in the furthermost corner of the Clans’ reach. He had been the one to ensure that only a single WarShip would be present. Victor would have bet his mother’s crown jewels that the Wolf Khan had only been intending to somehow humiliate the other Khans, but could easily see how someone could read into an attempt at deliberate malice - especially someone already poorly disposed towards Ulric.

“More than that,” she continued, “They have begun to imply that the Khan may have colluded together with the Rasalhagues to assassinate the ilKhan.”

She gave a bitter laugh. “They use as evidence the fact that we intentionally permitted the Drakøns to escape the world of Rasalhague alongside the Elected Prince.”

Victor winced slightly; it had been his idea to do so in order to draw forces away from the world and ease its conquest.

Katya paused, and he took the opportunity to say, “But that is ridiculous! It would be suicidal, not to mention idiotic, to have a WarShip attacked as an assassination method! I suppose that the Jaguars say that Ulric arranged for Drakøns to focus their fire on the bridge, quineg? Perhaps even that the ramming was always intended and was not an act of desperation?”

Aff,” Katya replied tiredly, “And Ulric himself is said to have arranged to stand in a place that would be safe.”

The bondsman tried to speak, couldn’t think of only a single thing to say, and then literally spluttered.

“Exactly,” said Katya with a forced laugh. “There have been no open accusations, but many comments. For Jaguars they are being positively subtle.” Unexpectedly, she placed an awkward arm around him and pulled him tight to her. This forced her ribs uncomfortably against his, but he kept his silence.

“So you see,” she continued, “The Khan and I are hoping that if we keep you out of sight, you might remain also out of mind. As a bondsman, you are quite vulnerable to temper tantrums and petty vengeance. As your bondholder, I could theoretically protect you, but if a frustrated Jaguar beat you, there would be fairly few consequences and less recourse. You could even be killed and it would matter little enough.”

Now that was a sobering reminder of Victor’s status. These past months, he’d felt almost…well, not an equal, but a subordinate. Even the debacle on the bridge could have just been from a Private ordering around a bunch of Corporals and a Sergeant. But to hear that he could be killed out of hand…Victor kept being surprised at how surprised he was by the Clans sometimes.

“So you are being hidden, but not to protect us from you. You understand, quiaff?”

Aff,” Victor replied, a little sad. It was good to know that he wasn’t being shunned, but that joy was undercut by the knowledge that the situation would continue.

She gently took his chin and turned his face towards hers. “Do not worry, Victor. The Jaguars will leave soon enough, and then we can…” She trailed off, her eyes defocusing for a moment as she apparently became lost in thought.

After a moment, she finished, “We can look into changing your status.”

He had no idea what that meant, but then she kissed him and all other concerns fled his mind.

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Victor was not with Katya for very long after their conversation, but he could not resist the opportunity for his first real shower in the better part of a month, so it was fairly clear what had occurred when he returned to the barracks. There were a few smiles among them, but no jokes this time.

Sharif gave a pointed look before shaking his head slowly.

No one was asking any questions, but they were clearly curious. In addition to Victor’s own internal exile, everyone who spent any time in the corridors or speaking to Clanners had been able to tell that something unusual was occurring, but no one was telling anything to the bondsmen. Now that Victor was apparently receiving information again, they wanted him to loop them in.

His head was swimming, and he thought about how much to reveal to his fellows. Too much information could leak, and then Katya’s leak to him would be revealed. It might even be dangerous for bondsmen to discuss this sort of thing anywhere a Warrior might overhear. Finally, he decided on an explanation that would be accurate without getting into too much detail, and would be eminently acceptable to his Lyran compatriots. He gathered a few around, and then announced, “Politics.”

His answer was a full set of grave nods, and then he elaborated, “It will be over soon enough, though I do not know if it will be a few weeks or a few months. In the meantime, keep your heads down and do not worry for me.” More nods, some unhappy this time. Sharif had a strange expression on his face, and looked like he might want to come talk to Victor, but the former prince shook his head, not wanting to deal with it right now.

He went to his bunk and lay down, lost in thought.

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In Lethal Heritage, nothing happens between Radstadt and some events three months later that will be the next portion (the epilogue of Book One; don't worry, Book Two will begin posting immediately). It always seemed like a weird gap to me.

And yes, life for Civilians in the Clan Homeworlds is absolutely terrible, worse than that of all but the poorest in the FedCom, but Victor is receiving a very biased perspective. For the few Civilians that he does encounter, A. they're very privileged since they serve directly with Warriors and B. they're on a military vessel, so he doesn't expect much for them. If he ever visits a farming village on Tranquil, things will be different.

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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #100 on: 28 September 2024, 19:07:18 »
Victor is going to have to move fast to keep up with the pack. Hope Ulric does not assign him an Elemental to learn hand to hand combat.
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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #101 on: 28 September 2024, 19:14:46 »
So Victor's bondcord hasn't been cut yet. Makes me wonder if Clan Cloud Cobra will allow him to compete for the Steiner bloodname when that happens.

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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #102 on: 28 September 2024, 20:21:22 »
Victor is going to have to move fast to keep up with the pack. Hope Ulric does not assign him an Elemental to learn hand to hand combat.
So Victor's bondcord hasn't been cut yet. Makes me wonder if Clan Cloud Cobra will allow him to compete for the Steiner bloodname when that happens.

Victor's on the same schedule that Phelan was; we just don't see what Phelan is doing during the period.

On the other hand, Phelan had a few months on Victor, but Victor's a fast study.

As for the other thing...you'll just have to read Book 2: Wolf, when it comes out. (there's the epilogue and then an intermission chapter, so that'll be in a few weeks. But it's fair to assume that something important like Bloodhouse will be addressed.

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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #103 on: 29 September 2024, 03:52:30 »
Thank you
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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #104 on: 29 September 2024, 15:04:56 »
I haven't read Lethal Heritage in a long time, but, wasn't Phelan's cord cut over time?

I seem to recall the bond cord is made up of 3 strings braided together & each is a different color w/ a different meaning.

Like Loyalty/Devotion,  CombatSkills,  &  Honor,  or something like that, and after each is proven then it is clipped into a thinner braid.

But maybe I'm mis-remembering that.
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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #105 on: 30 September 2024, 22:58:01 »
I haven't read Lethal Heritage in a long time, but, wasn't Phelan's cord cut over time?

I seem to recall the bond cord is made up of 3 strings braided together & each is a different color w/ a different meaning.

Like Loyalty/Devotion,  CombatSkills,  &  Honor,  or something like that, and after each is proven then it is clipped into a thinner braid.

But maybe I'm mis-remembering that.

Warriors of Kerensky says that the bondcord's three cords are cut one-by-one, but in Lethal Heritage Phelan's are all cut at the same time during his Adoption ceremony.

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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #106 on: 08 October 2024, 15:48:40 »
Epilogue
WS Dire Wolf, Transfer Orbit
Rasalhague system, Clan Wolf Occupation Zone
12 January 3051


It was easy to pick out the ComStar contingent, even in the chaos of the shuttlebay. And in the ComStar contingent, it was easy to pick out the Precentor Martial, a tall man whose white robes stood out from the yellow of the Acolytes around him. Victor made his way to the group and extended his hand to the Precentor.

“I was surprised to hear that you are leaving.”

Anastasius Focht gripped Victor’s hand firmly.  “Yes. Ulric said that I would not be welcome where you all are going now. I don't suppose you know where that is?”

At a shaken head, he continued, “And what of you? How goes the inquiry into your behavior during the attack?”

Victor shrugged, “I have little idea. It is better now this past month, but I have still largely been in the dark since the attack. I believe that Ulric is trying to shield me from the Smoke Jaguars, but you never know with him. Certainly they are not happy.”

“And Star Captain Kerensky?” Focht asked with a smile.

“The same,” Victor said, making a face. The nascent Wolf in him disliked the deception, but both it and the Lyran knew that the dissemblance  was necessary.

“The Jaguars certainly are very angry.” replied Focht, “Losing the ilKhan’s body to space was apparently very bad, though I must admit that I do not understand why or how, since surely a warrior culture must be familiar with the difficulties of recovering a corpse from the battlefield.”

Victor, who himself had never quite figured that one out, got defensive, “I was with Jaguars! They told me to go back!”

The Precentor Martial raised his hands in mock-surrender. “And I have heard that the Warriors involved have been punished severely. From what gossip I’ve heard, the consensus is that you acted correctly but the Jaguars need someone to blame.”

“Oh, joy,” he said a touch bitterly, “I guess that it was too much to hope that the Clanners’ sense of honor would stop them playing ‘pass the buck’.”

“People are people, Your Highness.”

“Please,” said Victor, “I have told you, I am not anyone’s Highness anymore.”

“No, Victor Steiner-Davion. You may be a bondsman to Clan Wolf, but you remain a prince of the Federated Commonwealth. Never forget that.”

“While I am remembering that, I do not suppose that you can pass word to my parents? If nothing else, then at least that I am alive?”

The Precentor Martial touched his right palm to Victor’s forehead. "The Peace of Blake be with you, Victor Steiner-Davion. I don't know what the Primus will approve concerning the Clans. As we are to implement some of the occupation policies for the Clans during their absence, ComStar is in a delicate position. If nothing else, perhaps I can let them know their son made them proud."

The prince nodded. “Thank you. You know, I will miss talking to you.” He decided to take a chance and test a theory, “I feel that we have become friends; in fact, almost family.

Focht looked taken aback for a fraction of a second before he schooled his face to an easy smile.

Ha! Got you!

“Me as well, Your Highness. I will miss you. I do not know what lies ahead of you, but I wish you the best of luck.”

Victor came to attention with clicking heels and gave his best Nagelring salute before turning away.

A few minutes later, he was watching the shuttle bay’s door open through a viewport when he heard a deep voice, filtered through an Elemental’s external speaker. “Victor Ian Steiner-Davion?”

He turned and saw two Smoke Jaguar Elementals in full armor. Incongruously, they wore red sashes over their dark, mottled camouflage.

“Come with us,” said one of them; he couldn’t tell which.

The one on the right turned and began to walk down a corridor. Victor followed, and then the other fell into place behind him.

So, this is the sound of the other shoe dropping, he thought. I hope I survive.

They came to a lift, where another be-sashed Elemental stood waiting inside. Victor entered, and was horrified when his two escorts followed in after. No lift was large with three armored Elementals inside.

As they ascended, Victor felt a pit growing in the center of his stomach. Whatever was going on, the Jaguars were taking no chances.

The lift stopped at a level that Victor had never been on and opened on a short corridor. The doors were not labeled as they were in other parts of the ship.

At one of them, the lead Elemental knocked on the door with surprising gentleness. The door slid open, and then Victor was shoved hard through the door before he knew what was happening.

The door shut behind him, leaving Victor in total darkness. The urge to explore was countered by the fear that he might be in some engineering section, on a catwalk with a convenient lack of guard rails to keep him from falling into heavy machinery. He lay down on the floor and began to explore the room. He was relieved to discover the room held no lethal drops; less relieved to discover it was very small, and completely bare. Was this perhaps a prison cell where he was to be kept pending his final punishment?

Then a door opened. Disoriented as he was in the dark, he couldn’t tell if it was the same one he’d entered through.

Shielding his eyes against the bright glare of a spotlight, he was a woman standing roughly two meters from the door. Dressed as Ulric and Lara had been at the bidding for Rasalhague, she gestured him forward. He fancied that he recognized Katya from her stance, but the wolf’s head mask made it hard to be sure.

Still, he took the presence of a Wolf as good news, though he wondered if this most-formal of uniforms indicated a capital sentence was about to be meted out. He knew that the mask’s snarling muzzle was simply a part of the costume, but couldn’t help reading a bad omen into it.

For lack of any better option, he took a step towards her. Suddenly, the light illuminating her went out. After a moment, another came on, and she was standing two paces further on.

As he approached, she suddenly moved, her arms above her head, daggers flashing in her hands as they apparently stopped a pair of swords. In that motion, he knew for certain that it was Katya before him.

What followed was a strange gauntlet, where the light went out, he was attacked by swords, dodged them, and moved forward to a Katya who kept appearing just a few paces further along. He wondered if this was some sort of strange Clan Trial, the Jaguars attacking and him evading with her assistance. Was she blocking more sword-blows?

Eventually, the light did not go out and he was allowed to reach Katya and stand next to her.

And then the light above them winked out, though this time he felt her stay by his side.

A spotlight came on, illuminating Ulric, wearing the same costume as Katya but sans helmet.

He spoke, his voice carrying a measured, almost ritualistic tone and cadence.

"Trothkin, seen and unseen, near and far, living and dead, rejoice as the Wolf has brought us a foundling." He let the words echo through the darkness, until silence reigned once more. "It was forty seven years ago that the Womb of Steel whelped a pup such as this. That birthing is but a thing of legend, but none will deny the rede of it."

Around him, Victor heard a crowd of voices whisper a word, “Seyla.”

Ulric dropped his voice to a growl, the measured pace falling away to reveal great passion. "I am the Oathmaster! All will be bound by this Conclave, until they are dust and memories, and then beyond that time until the end of all that is."

Again, the crowd answered, “Seyla.”

Victor had a feeling that this was not an execution, but the knot in his stomach remained. He still had absolutely no idea what was going on.

Ulric scanned his head, regarding the invisible crowd. "The Wolf's wisdom is not in doubt, but there are those who believe the Wolf's generosity is too great. Who would deny this pup his life?"

Lights came on to illuminate a white circle painted onto the deck, about two meters across.

Noiselessly, a man stepped onto it. Short and slight in the manner of Clan Pilots, he was not dressed like Katya and Ulric, though his costume was no less striking. An emerald green jumpsuit covered him from the tops of knee-high black boots to his wrists and up his neck. A cloak that appeared to be made of green feathers fell down his back, and his mask was in the shape of a great raptor - also green. Gee, I wonder what Clan he’s from.

The man removed his mask, and Ulric spoke, “I recognize thee, Cavell Malthus of the Jade Falcons."

“Oathmaster,” the man said, staring at Victor with a strange, hungry expression, “I ken death from the skies for this pup. Aye, it is death I see.”

“And who among the Wolves would deny this vision?” Ulric practically shouted in reply.

A Wolf Pilot stepped forward and removed her helmet, revealing a woman that Victor recognized as the Star Captain in charge of the 279th’s Fighter contingent.

"I recognize thee, Rotheran of the Wolves."

"Oathmaster, it is my ken that this pup need fear nothing from the air."

After Rotheran spoke, silence reigned for several moments, and then she and the Jade Falcon donned their masks but did not move from their places.

An Elemental stepped forward to stand by the Falcon. He wore a bodysuit that covered him from boots to wrists as well, apparently made of gray leather. Bizarrely, a loin cloth of gray and black mottled fur covered his groin despite the full coverage of the suit. His mask was of a great cat. He removed his mask, revealing a dark face that seemed almost to blend in with the blackness of the room.

"I recognize thee, Lincoln Osis of the Smoke Jaguars."

The Jaguar’s voice was almost inhumanly deep, delivered in a fierce growl that made it even deeper. "Oathmaster, I ken death by hand for this pup. Aye, it is death I see."

Once more, Ulric asked, “And who among the Wolves would deny this vision?”

A Wolf Elemental stepped forward next to Rotheran. She removed her mask to reveal the woman he’d seen in the baths on his first day - though he’d seen her more recently at the door to the bridge, where she’d been the first to learn that he’d been giving orders to Warriors. This is it, he thought grimly. If he was on trial, this would be the moment this fecal matter hit the rotary impeller.

"I recognize thee, Evantha Fetladral of the Wolves," said Ulric.

"Oathmaster,” she said with what sounded like a touch of amusement, “It is my ken that this pup need fear nothing from the hand."

Victor felt the knot in his stomach relax. He still had no idea what was going on, but he felt sure that the worst danger had passed.

The two giants put on their masks, and once more someone stepped forward.

It was a normal-sized person this time, and so probably a MechWarrior. He was dressed like Bjorn Jorgensson had been at the bidding for Rasalhague. A Ghost Bear, then.

"I recognize thee, Garald Winson of the Ghost Bears."

The Bear’s voice was so cold Victor could practically feel the ice forming in the air as he said, "Oathmaster, I ken death from his equals. Aye, it is death I see."

Once more, Ulric entreatied, “And who among the Wolves would deny this vision?”

Victor expected Katya to step forward, but she remained still. Instead, a woman stepped forward enveloped in an all-black Wolf’s cloak. She pushed the cloak back, revealing black leather with a scarlet hourglass painted on her stomach.

It can’t be.

But when she removed her mask, it revealed a fall of bright red hair and a wicked grin.

"I recognize thee,” said Ulric, “Natasha Kerensky of the Wolves."

Where there had previously been a knot in his stomach, Victor now felt like he’d been kicked there instead. By an Atlas.

Natasha Kerensky, he thought to himself. Oh my God. Wolf’s Dragoons!

He remembered his idle thought when he'd first encountered Katya that she might be related to the infamous warrior, and how he'd dismissed it. More fool me.

His mind started to race through the implications when he realized that he was not the only one to be surprised by the reveal. Garald Winson, the only one he could see with a bare face, had gone pale as a sheet. Whispers started up in the darkness, silenced only when the Black Widow spoke.

“Oathmaster,” she said in a voice dripping with contempt, “I know this pup. He has nothing to fear from his equals, or from those who would style themselves his betters.”

Ulric’s voice startled Victor out of his shock. “Face me, pup.”

Victor obediently turned.

The Khan continued, “Thrice has he been challenged and three defenders have risen for him. Sponsored by the Wolf, warded by the Clan, all is in order.”

Katya stepped forward, a soft tug on Victor’s arm indicating that he should follow. Once the pair of them were in the light, Katya produced one of her daggers, a handsome weapon with a silver wolf’s head for a pommel.

She took his right hand in her left, then slid the knife along his wrist, under the bondcord.

She spoke for the first time, saying, "This marked you as a bondsman, but yours is the heart, the mind, and the soul of a Warrior. The Wolf has seen it and I, Katya Kerensky, have seen it as well.”

Ulric intoned, “I, the Oathmaster, do witness it and proclaim it.”

Katya twisted the knife, cutting through the braided cord that had graced Victor’s wrist for almost a year. That done, she flipped the knife and gripped his fingers around the pommel.

She raised his hand into the air and shouted, "Let us rejoice and let pride sing out—the Wolves have a new warrior among their number."

A polite smattering of applause was supplemented by a loud whoop from Natasha Kerensky, who seemed characteristically to enjoy disrupting the proceedings.

The applause died down as Katya guided Victor back to his original place.

The Khan's eyes narrowed and the light from above shadowed his eyes and made his face into a death's head. "We will travel to where the Clans - all the Clans - must meet to discuss what we have done. We will elect a new ilKhan and review our successes and our failures. Then, under the leadership of the new ilKhan, we will return to the Inner Sphere and complete the liberation of the Star League from the forces that destroyed it three centuries ago!"

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End of Book 1! Next week I'll post a fun little intermission, and then straight into Book 2, which is based on Bred for War Blood Legacy.

This is one of a small number of scenes I found it very difficult not to directly copy from Stackpole. I was able to reimagine the washroom scene from Chapter 2 thanks to some inspiration from readers, but I felt wrong interfering with the mechanics of these rituals too much. For example, near the start of Book 2 we'll see Victor attending Clan Council meetings, and while the format is the same, and many of the questions are the same, the way things unfold are completely different. But for a formal rite? I didn't feel a lot of wiggle-room.

Still, I tried to make things a little less plagiaristic. Victor doesn't know Carew, so instead an associate of Katya's speaks for him, but Evantha still goes for Victor because she's impressed by his chutzpah on the bridge. I feel like I did an okay job.

This was originally one piece together with what became Chapter 13, but it felt more right to split them.

Also, notice that Victor is starting to lie like a Clanner! Ulric must be proud.

Victor having a solid guess at Focht's identity by this point is less that he's swifter on the uptake than Phelan, and more that he's much more familiar with the details of the events in question. I love the idea of Focht trying to decide whether or not to tell the Primus that he's been rumbled (though he probably knows that one of his attendants is actually an agent of ROM reporting on all of his conversations anyway).
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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #107 on: 08 October 2024, 16:53:58 »
So now he knows the true origins of Wolf's Dragoons. I await the day he meets Natasha in person.

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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #108 on: 08 October 2024, 22:42:58 »
So now he knows the true origins of Wolf's Dragoons. I await the day he meets Natasha in person.

Not completely. Only that it was clear, WD was a Clan planting, for reasons, that WE know, but Victor will be told... but only portions.
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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #109 on: 09 October 2024, 01:35:21 »
Ok, forty-seven years.  That’s not ringing a bell as to who that is they’re referencing.
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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #110 on: 09 October 2024, 01:39:45 »
End of Book 1! Next week I'll post a fun little intermission, and then straight into Book 2, which is based on Bred for War.
That's quite a jump, unless you mean Blood Legacy. Bred for War is the book about the Red Corsair and Melissa Steiner's death.

Edit: (Well, that's embarrassing, since I got it wrong too. Bred for War is the start of the F-C falling apart, a couple of books later than I though)
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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #111 on: 09 October 2024, 13:20:58 »
Ok, forty-seven years.  That’s not ringing a bell as to who that is they’re referencing.

This has been discussed before.

It's clearly not the Wolf Brothers.  (That said it would have been right around the time they were forming/training)

I can NOT imagine it is 47 years since they adopted someone from captured Bondsmen.

But I'm not sure anyone has ever come up with an answer.

Maybe it's a reference to adopting someone from Outside Clan Culture?   Maybe they found a Periphery Settlement? 

It's a very odd line that has never fit exactly in the timeline since that would make it 3003-04.
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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #112 on: 09 October 2024, 13:21:20 »
That's quite a jump, unless you mean Blood Legacy. Bred for War is the book about the Red Corsair and Melissa Steiner's death.

I was thinking the same thing when I read that.
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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #113 on: 09 October 2024, 17:15:39 »
That's quite a jump, unless you mean Blood Legacy. Bred for War is the book about the Red Corsair and Melissa Steiner's death.

Edit: (Well, that's embarrassing, since I got it wrong too. Bred for War is the start of the F-C falling apart, a couple of books later than I though)

Whoops. I always make that mistake. Fixed!

As for the 47 year thing - yeah, that's from Stackpole. Don't ask me.

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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #114 on: 09 October 2024, 21:11:12 »
Very interesting read I actually like Victor as a Wolf he was always happier the warrior than anything else. He'd fit well into the warrior culture

My favourite parts though were Hanse Davion and Katherine  his nickname for her and the following Sociopath comment by the author I laughed out loud there. I like her changing opinions based on a different upbringing. If anything they are both better this way.

 The Focht/Victor moments were golden as were Victor's moments with his fellow bondsmen realizing how much he was changing and as one of the put it "Stockholmed"

Now I'd be curious to see how the future would go... Should Victor follow Phelan's path he becomes a Khan. Without the rivalry of Vlad though he'd still be freeborn which could cause that to flare up

Should Katherine follow the route she's taking now she becomes Archon-Prince on merit. If the new Star League forms Katherine could legitimately push for broader operation Against the Clans or focus on the Falcons instead.

In a broader conflict could we have Victor a senior member of the Clans facing his sister across a battlefield? Or even at the Great Refusal
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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #115 on: 09 October 2024, 22:14:36 »
In regards to Victor becoming a Khan.

The author will really have to "force" that issue.  Like to the point of being unbelievable.

Think about what it took for Phelan to get there?

1.  He was a member of a WOLF House.
2.  That House had lost ZERO bloodnamed in the entire first year of Revival.  So Cyrilla had to commit suicide to make a slot for him.
3.  The Steiner bloodname, if there is even a link to Victor, would need to have someone die.  The Cobras are not involved in Revival so this is even LESS likely than the Ward's who hadn't lost anyone.  To top it all off, there is no mentoring/connection to someone from the Cobras like there was w/ Cyrilla being the Ward House Leader.
4.  Victor has no past history w/ Tor Mirborg to be able to "capture a planet single handedly" & garner much fame that way.  Or even a reason to beg Natasha to be included.
5.  Phelan for as good as he was, was set up to be able to claim that vacant Khanship.  Victor on the other hand would be lucky to get a promotion from Star Commander to Star Captain post Tukayyid via all the losses & holes opened up in rosters.  He's more likely to follow Ragnar's path honestly.
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Which, actually, wow, fast forward to 3057 & another promotion later (possible gaining of Bloodname in that 5 years), and suddenly, him Traveling to Arc Royal in Phelan's place could leave his as Khan of the WiE.  So, while I don't see it days after Tukayyid, he might end up there eventually.
What an interesting position that might leave him in with the Falcon Incursion, SL2.0, Bulldog, Civil War.
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I can see it now, instead of little Davion-Kuritas & Davion-Mariks running around post Jihad, we'd have some Davion-Kerensky's leading a united FedCom.
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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #116 on: 10 October 2024, 19:39:03 »
An IlKhan can create a new Bloodname simply by decreeing it. As can the Clans themselves, Ulric did just that making Phelan Kell the first one of Clan Wolf in Exile. (It was also dangled as a reward to Jamie and Joshua Wolf.)
Clan Ghost Bear made Magnusson a Bloodname.

Saving the life of a Khan might be considered a reason, or possibly recovering the body of an Ilkhan, that would have been an opportunity.

Somehow defeating 5 opponents in a Trial of Position might also be used, but you really have to be Kai Allard-Liao for that. (Victor might defeat all 6 by shooting a rock and causing an avalanche? Then making it 7 by defeating his outraged fellow testee.)


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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #117 on: 10 October 2024, 20:05:32 »
True, but, Ulric didn't get to that point till he was about to lose power by being defeated &/or constantly challenged till there was nothing left to defend with, & foresaw all Wolves being abjured/annihilated for standing with him, and needed a figure head that would be an undeniable leader of the WiE FROM the IS.

I don't see them getting to that point by Victor being a solid Star Commander for 1 year of Revival.

Phelan was already knee deep in a ToBR when a Khan died & had picked up some serious fame. 
Then, another major political figure took a major hit in Conal's scheme.
So the Crusaders had just lost their 2 biggest heads in the Wolves while the new kid wins his trial being the youngest ever IIRC after having taken a world single handedly.

Victor can do a LOT of what Phelan had done, but, I don't see him following that path exactly, & he certainly isn't going to be on the final fight for a blood name while still on Tukayyid.  Now that said, if there is no Phelan, it does make one wonder if Conal & Cyrilla are both still around in 3052?

Honestly, the way this story is going, I wonder if come 3057 it would be Katya who is the Sa-Khan at the time & Victor is a Star Colonel who may or may not have had a chance at a blood name in the passing 5 years.
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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #118 on: 10 October 2024, 23:42:37 »
Well... this version of Victor would need to make inroads with the Cloud Cobras in order to establish a path to a SLDF Steiner blood name. I think the opportunity for that is during the voting for a new ilkhan, when Clan Cloud Cobra is made aware of Victor being a new Wolf warrior, when the all the action happens in Strana Mechty...?
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Re: The Wolf Prince [Victor instead of Phelan]
« Reply #119 on: 11 October 2024, 08:34:56 »
Victor doesn't need to have a direct connection to Kailen Steiner, other than Kailin's father Paul Steiner, which he does have. Kailin may have been Paul Steiner's illegitimate son, but he still has Steiner blood in him. Therefore, because Kailin was born from Paul Steiner and Victor is a direct descendant of Paul Steiner, he does have legitimate claim to a Bloodname among the Cloud Cobras, if they accept that thinking that is.

 

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