Najklaxian Swarm

It was a decision that caused much disagreement, many believed the former Tribune was being mistreated, or prophecy tarnished, while others saw the former Tribune as a false chosen one.

Either way, the former Tribune has been with us for centuries, helping the diplomatic unity of Aradas against a common foe. But with that foe gone, the violence on Aradas is over, and they believe the time has come for them to leave Aradas behind.

They called upon the @najklax hives to retrieve them, the only alien hives who understand Xycan technology and biology well enough to tend to the broken form of the former Tribune.

We welcomed one of their Broodmothers, Zalla, to Mount Exile, where the former Tribune and the remnants of their ship are kept and preserved... We exchanged much knowledge with Zalla, but this one felt an abysmal sadness... Whatever they may have done... We put them aside after everything they did for us. And now we may never see them again.

That guy in the middle? Handsome bingun with the brilliant red scales? That was my gramps! Before Xycanification...

"Good evening, Bavia, and the rest of the galaxy! This is NIN, the most reliable news from Bavia for the entire galaxy; covering stories from odd patterns to Bavian Celebrity Lookalikes.

We start off tonights show with yet another suprising revolation on the Bavian political stage. The Federal Minister of New Sonlloch has stepped down following yet another leak from local media.

This leak shows the New Sonllochian Minister taking bribes from an Evroncian manufacturing company in order to doge environmental regulations set in place by the local Parliament. NIN contacted the Minister however has received no response at time of this broadcast.

NIN also reached out to the Federal Agency of the Environment which said 'the situation on New Sonlloch is being closely monitored, Federal surveyors are already on route.'

This is the second resignation to strike the Bavian political system in recent days and many wonder what the future might hold. NIN contacted the remaining parts of the Federal Council, noone has replied.

In other news, a Kuzi lookalike had appeared outside the city of Lôvono on Bavia. While there are many look alike around here, there have been few who have been able to claim she was Kuzi herself. We of course doubt this claim but many have started to follow this Kuzi and ger messages.

We have contacted the Ministry of Justice which said that while not a crime, the use of fake identities to take advantage of people would still be fraud. That is all from NIN for now but join us after the break to discuss what secret benefits there are from joining the Orassian Church.

*Screeching noise*

Our Broods have hearkened to the stars, noticing a shift in communication channels. We follow the galaxy's lead.

We slept for long, and our time to engage with the galaxy's nations has come. The hives begin their work, fortifying the border of the Swarm against any previously hostile entity who dares to cross it.

To those who we have not encountered yet, our voices sing to you a melody of peace. The Queen of Najklax sends you her most sincere greetings. May we meet you in the great void and may we learn from each other as was willed by the departed Overmind.

Greetings, Argent Pact.

Your words touch the hearts of every drone in the Swarm. We are indeed thriving amidst the current stalemate against the Dharans. They have not engaged with our Swarm Fleets recently, which puzzles us and unnerves us. What could they be plotting?

We found the old network severely restricting in our ability to convey ourselves as of late. Here, there are no hurdles, no constrictions. Our chorus flows in a rhythm we could not express before.

*Screeching noise*

Our Broods have hearkened to the stars, noticing a shift in communication channels. We follow the galaxy's lead.

We slept for long, and our time to engage with the galaxy's nations has come. The hives begin their work, fortifying the border of the Swarm against any previously hostile entity who dares to cross it.

To those who we have not encountered yet, our voices sing to you a melody of peace. The Queen of Najklax sends you her most sincere greetings. May we meet you in the great void and may we learn from each other as was willed by the departed Overmind.

Greetings, Argent Pact.

Your words touch the hearts of every drone in the Swarm. We are indeed thriving amidst the current stalemate against the Dharans. They have not engaged with our Swarm Fleets recently, which puzzles us and unnerves us. What could they be plotting?

*Screeching noise*

Our Broods have hearkened to the stars, noticing a shift in communication channels. We follow the galaxy's lead.

We slept for long, and our time to engage with the galaxy's nations has come. The hives begin their work, fortifying the border of the Swarm against any previously hostile entity who dares to cross it.

To those who we have not encountered yet, our voices sing to you a melody of peace. The Queen of Najklax sends you her most sincere greetings. May we meet you in the great void and may we learn from each other as was willed by the departed Overmind.

*Screeching noise*

Our Broods have hearkened to the stars, noticing a shift in communication channels. We follow the galaxy's lead.

We slept for long, and our time to engage with the galaxy's nations has come. The hives begin their work, fortifying the border of the Swarm against any previously hostile entity who dares to cross it.

To those who we have not encountered yet, our voices sing to you a melody of peace. The Queen of Najklax sends you her most sincere greetings. May we meet you in the great void and may we learn from each other as was willed by the departed Overmind.

Greetings, Aradak hive.

We are aware of the merciless dark that permeates this galaxy. Our history is a testament to such. We were born at times of great division and bloodshed when the broods and packs of all kinds fought over our homeworld, the primordial name of which drowned in swamps of history.

The consciousness talking through the comms transmits a psychic throwback image: the state of Najklax before it got its name.

Then, we were united. Broodmother Najklax, who achieved sentience never before seen on the planet, unified all packs and broods into a single planetary empire, before giving up her life's essence to give birth to the Overmind, after which our homeworld was called in her honour. Thus, the great era of peace began.

In our quest of space exploration, we encountered aliens far fearful, hateful, and baleful than we ever could dream of: the Dharan Dominion. Their senseless provocation in destroying our outer hive clusters prompted the First Nest War where we defended ourselves, and where we lost. Our Overmind was killed by the Dharans' past leader and we were exterminated to the point of near extinction.

We reemerged again, under the guidance of Her Majesty Kara na-Filvan, a direct heir to the genome of the Overmind. Her rule brought unity and purpose to all our Broods. We reclaimed our former territory system by system, planet by planet, inch by inch, inexorably moving towards the Dharan homeworld to avenge our fallen and bring an end to this war. We succeeded.