Bravo Fleet
IKS Slivin
B’rel-class • IKS-132 • Task Force 72 • Managed by LCDR Traan
A small, old ship, from a small but noble House. Sent to serve as a part of a Starfleet Diplomatic Task Force on exchange. HoDed by Captain Kerak, the constantly drunk, uncouth, braggadocious old trouble maker, what could go wrong?
Supported by a crew of hilariously flawed individuals, Kerak and the Slivin find more then they bargained for on their year long mission serving with Starfleet.
Kerak, having served in Starfleet while on exchange as a tactical officer roughly 3 decades ago, and on several other joint missions, he will meet up with some familiar faces from his past and find adventures galore.
RPG Rating- 222
Graphics from The Trek BBS
Recent Stories
View All Stories5 December 2025
IKS Slivin, USS Blythe, USS Culver City and USS Santa Monica
After catching a quick bite to eat after the first day of the trial, Aruin decided to make one last appeal to reason with Cdr Reynolds. She tapped her comm badge. “Aruin to Reynolds. Do you have a few minutes to chat?” Reynolds’ voice came out of her combadge’s speaker a moment [...]
5 December 2025
IKS Slivin, USS Blythe, USS Culver City and USS Santa Monica
((Irrawaddy, Cockpit)) The day after the Accords were signed, Commander Wong and Lt JG Singh found themselves standing watch on the little ship that was still technically considered Captain Tyler’s command ship for the mission. The Blythe would require 2 ships to haul it back into orbit, [...]
4 December 2025
IKS Slivin, USS Blythe, USS Culver City and USS Santa Monica
The Court Clerk, whose job, up until the previous week, was serving as the Assistant Records Officer on the Blythe, approached the judges bench and passed a padd to Tyler. “The prosecution filed this just a few minutes ago sirs. I wasn’t exactly sure about the procedural steps in this [...]
3 December 2025
IKS Slivin, USS Blythe, USS Culver City and USS Santa Monica
It was disturbing, the amount of irony that landed upon Captain Frederick A Tylers head in a single moment. There in his luxurious diplomatic quarters aboard the Soval, he stared at the padd, eyes wide, and jaw agape. They’re were the nicest quarters he had ever had the honour to be assigned. [...]