Three months earlier, this had been the battle of the civil war, with Prince Victor on-planet and three times the number of troops rallied to either side. Hit that damn Typhoon with everything you got!Ĭhristoffer belonged to Sixth Company of the Third Crucis Lancers-Colonel Patricia Vineman’s Tsamma Lancers-one regiment among several vying to control the world of Tikonov, be it in the name of Prince Victor Steiner-Davion or his sister, Katherine. That’s Third and Flower."Ĭalling for support at the industrial yards. Southwest quarter, sighted from Di-san and Huar. "Two tracks, one hover, and a Penetrator. The Fifteenth Deneb Light Cavalry had breached another sector of Salat. The constant background chatter bleeding over his communications systems spoiled that, a continual stream of new warnings mixed with fragments of orders and battle reports. The drum of rainfall, the swaying gait of the JagerMech- any other time Pierce might have found them soothing. Each city block was a black corridor broken up by small, glistening stretches where the subdued light shattered across the ferrocrete, winking at him in place of absent stars. The heavy rain pounding like a thousand tiny mallets against the sculptured armor of his BattleMech enfolded the streetlamps, dimming their brilliance. Sergeant Christoffer Pierce moved his seventy-ton JagerMech along Kowloon Avenue, the main street of downtown Salat, searching the dark city canyons. His service jacket lists the failed defense at Salat as his last contribution to the civil war, but there was one other, later. I knew the man vaguely, which is to say that I remembered his name. From the journal of Prince Victor Ian Steiner-Davion, reprinted in Cause and Effect, Avalon Press, 3067Ĭhristopher Pierce.
I no longer believe it was ever possible. I thought that with the evidence to link her to our mother’s assassination, I might eventually topple her tyrannical rule without the call for war and bloodshed. I needed time, and I continued to hope for peace. She seemed willing to embark on whatever course of action she thought would safeguard her power. So many wrong decisions and desperate acts, by both sides, as my sister and I played the game of appeasement and escalation. Special mention for the cats-Rumor, Ranger, and Chaos- who all think they make great paperweights and lap-warmers. Love to my family: Heather, Talon, Conner, and Alexia. And Mike Stackpole, a continued friend of the court.Īlso a thanks to Yurie Hong, who helped me with the Latin, Tracy Yerian in chemistry, and Oystein for the very cool maps. Randall Bills, Blaine Pardoe, Thorn Gressman, and Chris Hartford. Special appreciation to the rest of the Final Five, who all signed on to bring the Civil War to its end. Big welcomes for Janna Silverstein as well. Also to all the new people at WizKids Games (some of whom I am meeting again for the first time) Sharon and Mike Mulvihill, Pam, Mikey, Scott, and others who I hope to know well. My thanks to Jordan and Dawne Weisman, Ross Babcock, Mort Weisman, Donna Ippolito, and Maya Smith for their support and hard work behind the scenes. This novel, Endgame, would never have happened without contributions from the following people: The exact details are still being worked out, but my confidence is very strong that we’ll see more game products and novels. FASA has closed its doors, but WizKids Games has stepped in at the fore. Welcome to the neighborhood!Īt the time of this writing, many BattleTech® fans (of which I am one) are breathing heavy sighs of relief to find out that the game universe will continue.
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