Va'nu'ian Dri'dshi

The Va’nu’ians’ dri’dshi are their destroyers. Though a K’laisian battlecruiser may boast superior firepower and the ability to seize the upper hand in battle, the dri’dshi are not to be underestimated. The Va’nu’ians are warriors—fearless, relentless, a race for whom survival is not a belief but a necessity. Weakness is eliminated with lethal precision. Their ships mirror their nature: deadly, uncompromising—and yet, somehow, capable of beauty even in terror.

The destroyers move like shards of night set into motion. The sleek silver-black armor catches the distant starlight, fracturing it into thin lines of gold that trace the vessel’s elegant contours. From afar, it might be mistaken for a living predator gliding effortlessly through the void.

Its hull tapers into a razor-sharp prow, long and narrow, honed like a spear by hands that understand both violence and art. Layered plating sweeps backward in fluid arcs, interlocking with the precision of ancient craftsmanship and the cold efficiency of advanced engineering. Every curve, every edge, feels deliberate. This is not a machine assembled; it is a masterpiece forged.

Warm amber lights flicker beneath the overlapping armor sheets, like embers trapped in glass. They illuminate etched circuit-lines and metallic whorls on the hull—patterns reminiscent of elven sigils or draconic scales: delicate yet undeniably potent. Along the extended wings, weapon arrays rest dormant, their housings almost ornamental, awaiting the moment they unfurl.

The cruiser makes no sound, save for the soft pulse of energy glowing along its spine. Its engines, hidden deep within the sculpted tail fins, radiate a steady, resonant thrum—not loud, never loud—but ancient, like the heartbeat of something older than the civilization that built it. Presence outweighs noise.

Even in stillness, the ship commands attention. It does not merely occupy space; it dominates it. Every star reflected in its hull seems sharper, as if the vessel demands the cosmos acknowledge its authority.

From a distance, it might appear the flagship of a forgotten empire—a lone sentinel bound by duty. Up close, the truth is undeniable: this is a predator of elegance and war, crafted by hands that revere artistry and minds that understand fear’s necessity.

With golden veins glowing brighter as power surges through its conduits, the ship angles toward a distant moon. Graceful. Lethal. A shadow of beauty drifting through the void, hunting, watching, waiting.

Command

Each dri'dshi is commanded by a colonel. The next in command is his First Officer, then his Second. Each destroyer has a crew of anywhere between 150-170 crew.

Layout

The destroyer has five primary longitudinal decks arranged through the central body, plus two major lateral wings and a rear fin-spine housing specialized systems.

• Deck 1 — Forward Lance & Navigation
• Deck 2 — Command Arch (Bridge)
• Deck 3 — Core & Habitation
• Deck 4 — Engineering & Ship's Core
• Deck 5 — Aft Spire & Engine Fins
• Port & Starboard Wings — Weapons & Defense
• Lower Hull — Recon & Drop Bays
• Top Spine — Sensor & Control Ridge