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RP: A Long Way from Home
Dwarf land4

A lone battleship plowed through the gray waters of the Akschoss Ocean, its engines blasting out sparks and a suffocating amount of black smoke as it laboriously drove the ship forward. Heavily listing to one side and constantly being battered by the ever churning waves, the words ADV Royal Sovereign could be seen emblazoned across its once pure white hulls. Slowly, the waves subsided as it neared shore, its horn resounded across the cloudy sky like a haunting raspy cry before running aground on a rocky beach. From any perspective it was obvious the vessel had gone through a savage battle, its hull and superstructure had been torn and shredded as though slashed at by some titanic knife, its main batteries battered and their barrels bent and malformed, fires smoldered upon its decks unchecked, and an oozing viscous purple liquid was slathered across the entire port side.

A lone soldier regained consciousness and found herself draped over the navigational instruments which were either broken or giving out preposterous and wildly fluctuating readings. Shaking her head at the useless dashboard, she would drag herself out of the ruined bridge, slipping on the slick blood of the outer deck and falling into the shallow water. Grunting, she pulled herself back up using her Autorifle as a crutch, and would promptly collapse onto the bridge and wait for others to join her. Two others would make it out and join her, with barely a word the trio would get back up and trudge in a direction of what they hoped would be civilization for help.