
-J. R. R. Tolkien-
(As inscribed on the dedication plaque USS Orcrist)

In the year 2398 this new ship is commissioned into a Federation that has returned to its roots. One that is seeking out new lives and new civilizations.
Beneath the outer armored hull of the Akira class ship, there is heart, there is family. Friendships possible. Discoveries to be made. A new beginning for the crew
![]() Captain Elijah Rutherford Commanding Officer USS Orcrist |
![]() Commander Craig Braxton Executive Officer USS Orcrist |

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» April
Posted on Thu Apr 17th, 2025 @ 9:55am by Captain Elijah Rutherford in General News
Its April and we're alreay in the middle of the month.
We've got a new player, but a familiar writer. As most of the crew has written with the writer. Welcome to our COB, Jemimah.
I also wanted to thank everyone who have been writing on the Majestic. I love your writing and keep up the great work.
Thank you
Captain Elijah Rutherford
» New Mission/ New Crew Members
Posted on Mon Oct 7th, 2024 @ 9:53pm by Captain Elijah Rutherford in Sim Announcement
I am a little bit behind in putting this out. We have started a new mission, intermingled with getting to know the new crew that has arrived.
The name of the new mission is A Dragon Named Guardian. This idea was presented to me by Lieutenant T'Par Assistant Chief Science Officer. Thank you T'Par.
Looking at those who have joined us, (Some of them being with us already for over two years)
I want to do an official welcome to:
INTELLIGENCE DEPARTMENT
Lieutenant Hadir Prenar our Chief Intelligence Officer:Two Years and Eight Months
Lieutenant JG Vanya Karolyi :Eight Months
Vanya…
Latest Mission Posts
» Fit To Fly
Mission: Mini Mission-Adjustments [USS Orcrist]
Posted on Sun Jul 19th, 2026 @ 11:40am by Lieutenant Junior Grade Ralen Vessa & Lieutenant Commander Rafael Montoya
Vessa had already decided that Sickbay was too clean.
That was not fair, strictly speaking. Sickbays were supposed to be clean. Sterile surfaces, calm lights, organised equipment, biobeds lined up with all the cheer of quiet accusation. Everything had its place. Everything knew what it was doing. It was the sort of room designed by people who believed the body was a system that could be coaxed into behaving if you asked it enough questions and kept very good records.
Pilots knew better.
Bodies were unreliable little traitors. They cramped at the wrong moment, bled at inconvenient speeds, and developed…
» Busy busy busy
Mission: A Day In The Life
Posted on Wed Jul 8th, 2026 @ 3:11am by Lieutenant Commander Rafael Montoya & Commander Craig Braxton
[Sick Bay]
Raf was just finished with a patient who had had an antigrav unit fail and come down on his foot. There had been serious damage, compression fractures of the metatarsals, tendon ruptures, and contusions but nothing that couldn't be repaired. He had ordered him kept overnight for observation and limited duty for a few days for a few days as a precaution but he didn't foresee any issues.
After sending notification to Rynna about one of her people and finishing up some other reports he closed his terminal. On his way out he let Lilly know he was…
» Into the Woods
Mission: A Day In The Life
Posted on Tue Jun 30th, 2026 @ 4:11am by Lieutenant Rynna Csira & Captain Elijah Rutherford & Lieutenant Commander Rafael Montoya
[Inside the sarcophagus]
Robin/Raf steadied his mount, pulling her up across his legs. Smiling, "We were all here to rescue you, but when we heard of your escape..." A shout went up as they were stopped by the sheriff's men. "Hold tight milady." With a kick the horse started with a bound and together they galloped into the forest.
Marion wrapped her arms around him and held tight. A tiny voice told her there was a problem, but she couldn't remember why. Or what. All she knew right now was that they had to run from the sheriff and she…
» Shanties in a jefferies tube
Mission: A Day In The Life
Posted on Fri Jun 26th, 2026 @ 1:15am by Petty Officer 1st Class Shailyn Lothian & Griffin Blackwell & Lieutenant Commander Johnathan "Jack" MacGyver
It was work she was doing, Shailyn in her own world, She was working on checking the odn nodules just checking and going over them. She didn't mind the work, after all the ship was new but, just because the ship was new, didn't mean that it was perfect, far from perfect.
She sang out a shanty one she really liked.
Louis was the king of France
Before the revolut-i-on
Away, haul away, we'll haul away Joe
But then he got his head chopped off
Which spoiled his constitut-i-on
Away, haul away, we'll haul away Joe
(To me) way, haul…
» Scorch Marks
Mission: Mini Mission-Adjustments [USS Orcrist]
Posted on Wed Jun 17th, 2026 @ 11:22pm by Lieutenant Junior Grade Ralen Vessa
Starfleet knew better than to give Ralen Vessa three days of shore leave.
To be fair, Starfleet had not technically given her three days. The Orcrist was in the middle of final adjustments, personnel transfers, supply rotation, and whatever else command liked to call “minor operational refinement” when an entire ship had been opened up like a watch on an engineer’s bench. Existing crew had been granted time off where possible. Incoming crew had been told to report according to staggered transport windows.
Vessa’s window was at 1700.
At 1611, she was in a bar three blocks from Starfleet Transport…
Latest Personal Logs
» Personal Musings
Posted on Tue Jul 30th, 2024 @ 11:01pm by Lieutenant Lily Marlow
"Computer Open up Personal Log of Lieutenant Lily Marlow." Lily ordered taking a seat upon the chair in front of the screen. She sipped at the warm ginger tea which had a touch of honey in it.
"Dear Annabelle." Lily paused then shook her head, then continued. "I don't know if I can truly use this sort of beginning as I had planned early on. You as far as I know, are alive. Hopefully you are. Time can only tell at this point. I had requested Lieutenant Prenar as well as Mother's friend Aisanna to help solve the mystery of…
» The Underdesk world of Orin Sempton
Posted on Sun Mar 12th, 2023 @ 9:26am by Lieutenant Orin Sempton
Computer, begin personal log.
BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP BEEP BEEP
Personal Log, Orin Sempton. Stardate... I have no idea. I could find out, but that would require me exiting the safe haven under my desk, where I am currently hiding like I'm 6 again. Holding my legs, rocking back and forth like I'm afraid my father will burst in and drag me out to another site halfway across the world.
Lily asked me to dinner. A private dinner. I said yes. Why wouldn't I have? She's wonderful and funny and fantastic to talk to. And she probably just wants to talk more of…
» Home again
Posted on Mon May 17th, 2021 @ 5:01pm by Lieutenant S'anra Shalakar
Well, A new day and a new ship. I've met with the new Captain and he seems super nice and very capable, this should be a great assignment. I am looking forward to meeting with the rest of the crew.
I've got this feeling in the back of my mind, but I'm not certain what it means yet. Grandmother E'lsara would say that there is a change coming in my life, if there is I hope it's a good one. By the gods, thinking about this could drive one mad. I'll just let it go for now.
Well my quarters…
» Dear Annabelle
Posted on Sun Sep 13th, 2020 @ 6:09am by Lieutenant Lily Marlow
"First personal log of Lily Vanessa Marlow."Lily paused with a little bit of a sigh."Restart, I would rather make this a bit more personal than just saying, personal log. Instead, I will make this more of letters to you my best friend, Annabelle Trevor. I know you're not alive, but I feel I can sense your energies, your spirit come to visit me and give me strength and courage when I need it the most. I really miss you,Sister of my heart. Even though you were not biologically my sister, you are still my sister. Therefore, my personal logs will…
» Musings and Meditations
Posted on Mon Jun 22nd, 2020 @ 10:15am by Lieutenant Orin Sempton
Computer, begin personal log.
BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP BEEP BEEP
Personal Log, Orin Sempton. Stardate... Huh, I don't know. How strange. Like where I'm sitting. On another starship, rocketing across the galaxy.
You know, for a time, I didn't think they'd send me back out here. Figured they would just keep me on Earth, jerking me around in the Personnel Office till I gave up and stopped bothering them. Starfleet is many things. Chiefest among them, is they are a bureaucratic nightmare. If my father is to be believed, and I think he might have a sliver of truth in his bias, it's…


