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This is a story about longing for the glory days. 20 years ago a D-12 B’rel was the most advanced ship in the fleet. Two of them could take on a Galaxy class with a bit of careful planning. It was the Captain's greatest hope was to die in glorious combat or to retire honourably on his first officer’s knife. Then the Dominion war, and suddenly everyone is retrofitting their Oberth to be able to fight. But not tlhIngan Hubbeq. No, the Empire decides to sink all of its resources into the Negh’Var and mass producing K’vort, and Vor’cha. The FHew is relegated to ‘diplomatic duties’. The House of Matlh has honour but has spent its strength. There is no glory here. Or is there?

HoD Ro' Matlh
Commanding Officer, IKC FHew
TF 11 - The Vanguards, Pegasus Fleet