Well, I've been thinking to myself, "Exactly why would a group of Senshi join up with The Roughriders?" It's not really their schtick, after
all. After thinking about it, I got the idea that they could be a special detail personally assigned by the Boss Lady of the Senshi.

Now why would she go and do something like that? Probably because Ben did some serious good for the Senshi, I figure.

Question: what the heck did Ben do!? Maybe something to do with the fall of Crystal Osaka? Rescued someone near and dear to her or just some people that were
important? Or perhaps another incident altogether? I've had thoughts about Ben rescuing the Senshi's Queen from a Boskonian assasination attempt.

One way or another, Benjamin did something that wound up making The Roughriders automatic allies of the Senshi. To accomplish this, I would appreciate it if
someone could fill me in on everything there is to know about the Senshi in Fenspace. I know there's some stuff over in the Wiki, but being underway I
don't have the time to thoroughly research the subject by myself.

Thanks in advance!

ETA: Okay, looks like I've got a bit more time than I thought. Thank God for Holiday Routine on Sundays while underway - some of us were thinking we
weren't getting it this time for some reason. So, I've done some poking around and so far the only personage that has been mentioned to be even close
to being the leader of the Senshi is Haruhi. Now, I know she's charismatic and all, but it's pretty easy to see once you get up close what a nutbar she
is, so that phase won't last terribly long. We do know from experience, after all, how leaders with plenty of charisma but poor management skills fall out
of favor.

That said, have we settled on there being a set leader for the Senshi? I'm pretty sure I've seen her mentioned around here somewhere, I just can't
figure out where.

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"Oh, silver blade, forged in the depths of the beyond. Heed my summons and purge those who stand in my way. Lay
waste."

I'd like to thank everyone who came out to play in HLW's Third Annual Birthday Arena Battles I had fun and I hope everyone else did. Thank you also
for the Birthday Wishes. Group Hugs to everyone and put it on your calendars again for this time next year.

-Cindy

I fought Sachie tonight/early morning at the "D" and was surprised. I won 5-1. Valles was gobsmacked and wanted to know "how on _earth_ did you
make her so tough?"

Well, other than clean living? Here's the build slotting screenshots. This should cover the majority of her set bonuses. Direct links instead of embedded
images because the screens are kinda large.

http://img.photobucket.co...%20Heroes/Lilybuild01.jpg

http://img.photobucket.co...%20Heroes/Lilybuild02.jpg

http://img.photobucket.co...%20Heroes/Lilybuild03.jpg

http://img.photobucket.co...%20Heroes/Lilybuild04.jpg

http://img.photobucket.co...%20Heroes/Lilybuild05.jpg

http://img.photobucket.co...%20Heroes/Lilybuild06.jpg

http://img.photobucket.co...%20Heroes/Lilybuild07.jpg

This is just a quick and dirty way of showing what I've got.

Here's a screen showing her overall power list. Including accolades.



Hope that makes everything clear.

I'm still filling in entries for this one, but I thought I'd go ahead and put up what I had, along with the outlines for what still has to be filled
in. I'll edit this as I have time until it's complete. If anybody sees anything that's missing that they desperately want, please let me know.
Enjoy!

Hall of the Khans, Warrior Quarter

Strana Mechty

Kerensky Cluster, Clan Space

2 October 3000

The star around which the home world of the Clans spun was low in the sky as its light lit up the western side of the Hall of the Khans. The
gothic architecture of the centre of their government was not of concern to the two warriors sitting on a simple stone bench that provided the only seating on
the balcony they occupied. The Hall had many private nooks such as this one - intentionally so since it provided for the private meetings and discussions that
would frame the debates that periodically rocked the Grand Council's chamber.

Gerik N'Buta's jacket, almost seamless black leather that closely resembled snakeskin, lay on the bench next to him and he could feel
the warmth of the stone behind him through his thin white shirt. The Khan of Clan Star Adder was short for a mechwarrior, but his skin had an almost ebon black
hue that was rare among the ethnic mix that had produced his sibkho, rare but highly prized by the N'Buta bloodline as that sported by their founder. His
colleague, Kershaw Lahiri was smaller too, with the slightly disproportionate head that marked him as a product of one of the lineages focused upon producing
pilots for the Clans aerospace fighters.

"Kerlin's proposal is a good one, quiaff?" Kershaw observed. "Foresightful as a Kerensky, for all that he is a
Ward."

"Aff," his elder agreed. "Wise, to see that our intelligence services lack the data necessary to truly evaluate the situation
within the Inner Sphere. Foresightful, to delay we Crusaders the chance to invade in our lifetimes."

Kershaw started. "So long?" he asked and stood from the bench to look at his senior in astonishment. "Five years, perhaps
ten..."

"Not less than twenty five years," Gerik advised him gently. "It will take no less than two years to properly prepare the
forces required and then a long slow voyage back along the Exodus Road. Three to four years merely to begin their expedition, with Kerlin slowing them all the
way."

"That is outrageous!" The saKhan of the Star Adders was some thirty-one years old. Holding a bloodname, much less a high political
office, would extend his career considerably, but the chances that he could still call himself a warrior when he reached the age of fifty-six were remote. The
notion that Gerik N'Buta, fourteen years his elder, might do likewise was simply laughable.

"He is right." Gerik's voice was calm and barely ruffled by regret. "I do not forgive him for this, of course. To see the
Hope of Kerensky fulfilled, to see the Inner Sphere myself... This I have dreamed of for many years, Kershaw. But... Kerlin is right. We need to know and we
need to prepare. Consider - we will be engaging in a campaign more than a thousand light years from our homes against enemies that will be superior, at least
in numbers, to our own forces."

The saKhan frowned. One might rise through the ranks of other clans through nothing more than skill as a warrior, but among the Star Adders
it was expected that a senior officer understand more than elementary tactics. "I do not know what demands that would make upon our logistics," he
admitted at last. "We would need to establish a forward base... years of work."

Gerik's eyebrow crooked at the suggestion. "That is certainly one possibility," he agreed. "The fact is that no Clan has
ever considered such a feat of logistics or a conflict waged on such a tremendous scale. Perhaps the Star League's would-be successors have fragmented and
will fall readily to us one at a time. Or perhaps they have not - the reports we have gathered have been few and far between, never from reliable sources. And
even if it means that I will not live to see our return, I cannot commit to any plan that would expose us to possible disaster."

"Disaster?" Kershaw asked. "Is that not a trifle alarmist, Gerik?"

"Is it?" Gerik watched the younger man struggle with the question. "We do not know, quineg?" He shivered slightly and
noticed that the sun had dipped below the horizon and that the wall he leant against had cooled significantly. Standing, he shrugged on his jacket.

The aerospace pilot chuckled. "You are getting old, my Khan," he chided.

"Can I convince you to come back and warm my bed while we discuss this further," the forty-five year old leered mockingly and
rolled his eyes when Kershaw shook his head. "You must be right. When I was your age all you young warriors loved my company."

"You are simply not my flavour of choice," Kershaw defended himself, moving to open the door back into the hall.

Gerik shrugged. "You are almost as staid as some of the civilian castes," he protested, following his junior Khan.

"There is no need to be insulting," grumbled Kershaw. "On another subject, some of the scientists tell me that the Goliath
Scorpions are onto something new in the lasers field," he commented, shifting the subject less likely to attract attention in the more crowded interior of
the Hall of the Khans.

"Oh?" Gerik said, lechery forgotten. "That must have slipped past me. What are they talking about?"

"How would you like an extended range laser with twenty percent more power and range, but only eighty percent as heavy as the old
Newharts?" Kershaw asked with a grin. "I can assure you, I would like a pair of those on my Kirghiz."

Gerik's smile was that of a predator. "Hah! I like the idea very much, Kershaw. We will want to have those ready for when our
respective offspring are able to begin our Crusade into the Inner Sphere."

"We shall have to get hold of them first," cautioned Kershaw. "The Khans of the Scorpions are well aware of the advantages of
such weapons. They will not relinquish them lightly so I wish to take my Keshik and obtain them myself."

"Kershaw," the elder Khan warned as they descended one of the broad, shallow steps that connected the many galleries of the Hall of
the Khans. "There is a time and place for a Khan to take the battlefield. Any Star Colonel can bid a simple trial like that. How else will they learn
enough to step into our shoes one day?"

"Hn," Kershaw grunted unhappily. "I have hardly had any time in the cockpit since I last tested to keep my warrior
status." He considered for a moment. "Since I have been outbid, how about sending Edwina Banacek? She has been spoiling for a fight since the whole
business with the Coyotes, and if she sharpens the Seventy-Third any more, they will start cutting themselves."

Gerik chuckled. "You must be really annoyed with the Scorpions. You know they are firmer on Zellbrigen than we are and Edwina makes the
two of us look like Jade Parrots."

Kershaw squawked derisively and then sneered at the scowls directed at him by a pair of warriors in Jade Falcon colours. "I think that
Edwina might be quite useful," he said. "If she can handle this business with the Scorpions then she might be just the person to build us a permanent
opposing force to train against?"

"Are Kappa Galaxy not enough for you?" asked Gerik. The secondline Galaxy was often used as a proving ground for newly graduated
warriors, somewhere where they could show their merits before being moved up into the frontline units. What units were not on detachment elsewhere often
provided opposition for warrior tests and Trials of Position.

Kershaw shook his head. "Kappa is organised in the manner of all Clan soldiers," he explained. "To prepare to fight the Inner
Sphere we need something like the unit that Khan Ward proposed, a force organised and equipped like the old Star League Defense Force, like the troops of the
Inner Sphere, for us to test our fangs upon. And we need them to fight dirty, because if the old SLDF manuals in our archives are any guide, they would use any
tactic or weapon that worked. We must assume that the Inner Sphere will do likewise."

"Edwina is the right person for that," Gerik snorted and gestured for Kershaw to precede him into his office, an anonymous little
room like any of a hundred others in the Star Adder wing of the Hall. There was no decoration inside, only a desk with one simple chair behind it and a small
computer sat on the surface. "I do not think that our good friends in the other clans would approve however. After the Coyote scandal the last thing we
should do is give them ammunition to use against us."

"That is the beauty of what I have in mind," Kershaw explained. "I said earlier that we would need a forward base. When we
find a suitable world, we can establish the training unit there and unless the other Clans stumbled over it, they would never know what we are doing
there."

"You mean to keep it a secret?"

"Absolutely. A secret colony, one that can fill many roles for us," nodded Kershaw enthusiastically. "Imagine it, Gerik!
Factories to support and replenish our touman. Farms to feed them. Training grounds to prepare them for the battles to come. And all placed only a few jumps
short of the Inner Sphere, so that we can stage from it directly into the invasion."

The Khan nodded. "You have vision, Kershaw. But you must find a suitable world first, and colonising it without the other Clans knowing
will be hard."

"We have twenty-five years," Kershaw said simply. "Even by taking small and discreet actions much can be accomplished in such
a span of time."

"A quarter century at least," the Khan agreed. "Perhaps more. It is unlikely that either of us will lead the Star Adders when
that day comes. Tell me your plans, Kershaw."

Kershaw gathered his thoughts. "We can begin simply," he said. "Obtaining the lasers is a good start - once we have them, we
can pressure our scientist caste to start applying their principles to other weapons. If Scorpion scientists can create such a weapon then we must drive our
own to surpass them in creativity. When the time comes for the technicans to retool their factories to produce the new weapons, we can easily hide the parts
for additional factories. In the meantime though, we need to find our forward base. Eric Lahiri -" The Star Adder's Naval Adjutant and effectively
commander of their fleet of warships and jumpships "- was in the same sibko as I. She can slip a small flotilla out of sight and send it out to find a
suitable place to begin from."

Gerik nodded. "Somewhere near what was the Rim Worlds Republic, or perhaps the outer reaches of the Draconis Combine," he advised.
"We should not extend ourselves too far, but areas near the border between the Combine and the Commonwealth will probably be well
patrolled."

"That would make sense," agreed Kershaw. "We can keep things small for now. When Edwina has done with playing with the
Scorpions - and any other clan whose scientists are developing useful weapons - we can assign her to help the Wolves train their spies. It is an honorable
assignment and will let tempers cool but few of our cousins will see it in that light. No one will be surprised if she drops out of sight after a task like
that - they will assume that she was disgraced and chose to become solahma. She and those like her will be at the heart of our preparations,
quiaff"

"Aff." Gerik looked at the desk in front of him. "There is another possibility that this forward base should be considered
for."

"What?" Kershaw asked.

Gerik smiled humorlessly. "If the other Clans decide one day to destroy us," he said. "Then it might well need to become our
last refuge. Make sure that it is a worthy world of such a destiny, Kershaw. And well hidden also."
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PS: Huge Birthday props to Tankeriffic Terrence as well.

I've been thinking about it lately and my entire family, with the exception of one or two individuals, are all fen enough to come on up once things seem to
be stable enough and opportunities abound. Also, I feel that there is the need for about two more AI's over at 36 Atalante...

Momma Jones

As the woman that mothered Benjamin, she's about as nutty as he is in her own way. Her time spent as a flower child shows clearly in her
fashion sense: jean skirts and lots of colorful stone and sea shell beads. It was her that pushed the most to get the Family up into Fenspace, and there she
has taken on the overall management of household services at 36 Atalante, from ensuring that everyone's got clean sheets and toilet paper, to assuring the
quality of the (mostly) tex-mex menu at the chow halls.

William Jones

Benjamin's father isn't really a Fen, per say. However, he is an excellent computer engineer and has taken a great interest in using
handwavium in combination with experimental computer design to produce actual business machines for Fenspace. With Mr. Jones's highly objective
methodology in utilizing handwavium, his creations tend to be very low in quirk and highly effective in information processing, making them into ideal machines
for research and development among Fen and even wave-friendly Mundane buisnesses.

Reggy 'Radmobile' Jones

Reggy has a penchant for three things: Big Explosions, Big Sound Systems, and Big Robots. One of his first and most resoundingly succesful
projects was to recreate the Megas XLR from the animated series of the same name. With this has come The Roughriders first true mecha contingent with a real
loose cannon in charge (as a result, these are the people Benjamin turns loose when something needs to be hammered with overkill-levels of prejudice).

Jimmy Jones

Jimmy is one of the few to try out for a biomod and came up pretty damn lucky. As a Dark Elf, he is ideally suited for sneaking around in the
shadows, but his true love and joy is physical therapy for Roughriders lucky enough to be recovering from serious injuries (something that he puts his
incredibly nimble fingers to excellent use).

Robby Jones

Robby is another engineer (the family is rife with them) and has taken on the overall roll at 36 Atalante. While Benjamin handles the R&D
end of things, Robby oversees the maintenance of the various ships and equipment at the asteroid base.

Carl Jones

Before coming to Fenspace, Carl had achieved a master's degree in Asian Studies and one of his greatest loves is the study of martial
arts. Upon arrival at 36 Atalante, he wasted no time in setting up a dojo on the base and began to instruct any who would come in his unique blend of mixed
martial arts.

Mackenzie Jones

Mackenzie gets along very well with vicious and oversized creatures - usually the kaiju-scale ones. Somehow, whenever a biomodded critter
gets to be this size, Mackenzie comes a-running to add the unrully critter to his "Monster Island" - a hollowed out asteroid inside which all his
monsters frolic and play in an idealic setting. Of course, every now and then The Roughriders see the strategic use in 'loosing' one of them nearby an
enemy holding.

Zackary 'Z' Cochrane

Z is the engineering AI and, until Robby had been acquired by The Roughriders, was the sole person in cahrge of the maintenance of the
force's ships. He can be grouchy at times, but he also has a hilarious sense of self-depreciative humor.

Ruri

This AI, taking on the appearance of a bored girl with silver hair and amber eyes, is the majordomo of 36 Atalante's mainframe. Like the
character from Martian Successor Nadesico, she has a very dry and clever wit hidden under her bored apearance, and she also cares very deeply for the people
who have gone out of their way to be her friend.

The following threads will be unstickied tomorrow (10/3/2008):

Ship Registry
Glossary
Gazetteer/Encyclopedia
Character Thread
Places in Fenspace
Grand Unified Timeline

All of these threads have been superceded by the wiki. Note that they won't be deleted, just unstickied. The threads will still be available, except you'll have to search for 'em.

Any objections should be noted & logged in this thread, and make them quickly.
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