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Stage Two - Freedom for the Common Man: Battle On Commenor

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#281
Drystan Marakos

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Location: The Palace, Queen's Study

Allies: SJO/Commenor

Enemies: Sith/FO 

Nearby: Veiere Arenais, Silfe Sosuri

 

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Drystan held Silfe close, attempting to keep the woman ambulatory and bearing some of her weight. With her free hand, the Jedi reached up, undoing the clasps around her neck, unbuckling her helmet and removing it - allowing it to fall to the floor. A cascade of honey-blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders, and hazel eyes regarded the injured woman in concern. Reaching up with a gloved hand, Drystan gently tucked a dirty strand of black hair behind the woman's ear, and offered her a tentative smile. She nodded at Silfe's mention of a much-needed rest. "Nonsense... you're placing no-one in danger. Rest will come... once we get you somewhere safe."

 

 Drystan had turned toward the doorway, ready to ignite her lightsaber at the sound of blaster fire, before the King of Commenor entered the ruined old study. Veiere's appearance was a welcome sight. Drystan stepped forward in an attempt to keep Silfe from injuring herself further, working to keep the broken & battered survivor from collapsing to the dirty floor. "Good to see you again." She said, shooting the King a troubled look... the two had met before, and seemed to be destined to fight beside one-another. Drystan indicated the presence of Olivia, the servant who'd heard Silfe's cries, and the Mandalorian warrior who was standing by. "We managed to get her out, thank the Force... but she's badly injured and can't walk. Curato Salva is good... but they need to be evacuated before the rest of this place comes down around us."

 

The sounds of intense warfare could be heard in the background as Tathra Khaeus, Kaine Australis, Kyrel Ren, Baron Morcus, and their combined forces remained engaged. At any moment, Drystan was primed & ready to be attacked... though with the arrival of 7 more lightsaber-wielding warriors, she felt a bit more secure. She was already concerned for other survivors trapped in the rubble... but that concern warred with a sense of urgency.

 

 


Edited by Drystan Marakos, 16 November 2018 - 03:44 AM.

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Veiere Arenais

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Inventory: ArmorLightsaberPromissium Annulos.

Non-Playable Characters: The Sovereign-Guard.

Objective: Secure the Palace Interior.

Nearby: Drystan Marakos, Silfe Sosuri.

 

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Veiere had fought in a great number of battles, too many to count and all of them too fierce to wish to recall. Drystan Marakos had recognized him, even confirming their prior meeting and apparent past camaraderie in battle. Were the situation not as serious, Veiere's guilt would have broken to the surface of his thoughts, however there was simply too much going on to afford either of them the friendly reunion whilst others were still fighting.

 

"It's been quite a while since I was last welcomed by a Jedi, but I'm afraid this will have to wait..." Veiere offered his response, both sounding like a greeting and yet an apology wrapped into one. Turning to look to two of his Guard, he gestured for them to take to Silfe Sosuri's aid, "My shuttle should still be stationed on the eastern flank of the Palace grounds, Olivia knows the way, it's set aside for the Queen and government personnel".

 

Looking to the remaining four Sovereign Guard, Veiere paused for a moment out of consideration for the small group. The Mandalorian with them looked capable, most of them were beyond mere appearance and certainly Drystan herself held her weight in the force, yet Veiere himself had no intention of evacuating. "My men will accompany you all to the Ship, but Kay's not on the ground anymore and I can't allow this fight to continue without at-least one of Commenors Leaders here to fight with them". Veiere's guard were loyal, though the dark-side of the force coursed throughout them, Drystan would probably feel it herself though Veiere's path had more often than not, dealt with many on either side of alignment. "Four should be enough to support your escape, they know the layout of this place...", they'd likely find their way back to the King when the injured were taken care of.

 

"Sith Troops are being driven back, Chasin City's a mess but we're gaining ground. Keep your head down..." Veiere continued as he doubled back to the entrance of the room, peering out to ensure that they hadn't been followed, nor walking out into an ambush of any sort. "Are you ready?" he asked Drystan and Silfe, whom ought to be making the most of the support while she had it. Frankly, it was a stupid question, they didn't have much of a choice in the matter.

 

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Drystan Marakos Baron Morcus Alkor Centaris Kyrel Ren Konstantin Makarev Kyli DT-6767 Primat Ren Luther Ando Tathra Khaeus


Edited by Veiere Arenais, 16 November 2018 - 06:30 AM.

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#283
Kaine Australis

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Location : Palace Gardens/Outskirts
Objective : More violence
Engaging : Tathra Khaeus
Allies : Lady Kay - Anyone helping
Enemies : Anyone not helping
 

-- The Ground --

The blast of the heavy tank was a match even for Tathra's might. So much the better, thought Kaine, and gave the order to unleash hell.

::All guns engage at will.::

The area around them was suddenly awash with heavy tank blasts, as Kaine's tank column engaged the Brutes on the ground and Tathra himself with everything they had. It was targeted fire, the AI saw to that, but it was still artillery-grade aimed over a very small area...

Danger close was what infantry called it. Kaine though, wasn't close. He'd gotten the alert from the AI about the Copad's difficulties with Kay's rescue.

Activating his thruster, Kaine shot skyward to the rescue.

 

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------Rick's Gunship-----

The droid's sacrifice made the Copad legionaries' job easier. They rushed the Brute, tackling both him and the droid to the floor. Between them, they poured shots, punches and kicks into the beast at point blank range. Repeated sonic blasts to the eyes they hoped, would fell even such a formidable creature.

Their job was to protect Kay. Between the droid and the pair of them, they were a match for the remaining Brute inside the gunship.

GO! One of them yelled to Lady Kay pointing at the exit from the gunship.

They couldn't keep here safe here any longer, they were too exposed. And their Alor was coming.

 

Arriving in the nick of time, Kaine flew just outside the gunship, hand outstretched to Lady Kay His helmet amplified his voice over the rushing wind.

 

Your ride's here, your Highness!

He hoped she made it quick, the gunship wasn't safe anymore.


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Silfe Sosuri

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Drystan Marakos stepping forward and gripping her harder was enough to keep Silfe from falling. She smiled and blushed a little as her hair was placed behind her ear. Silfe wasn't used to anyone touching her, much less in what could be considered an intimate gesture. She leaned into the beautiful blonde, thankful for the support as she worked to breathe through the pain. At least she had not made a total fool of herself in front of the King. "Thank you." She said to the woman with a great deal of gratitude, not only for preventing her from falling now, but for saving her life before. 

 

Silfe was a waif of a woman. Tiny and back to being as small and thin as Veiere Arenais might remember from their first encounters when she had come to Commenor as a Senator for Cyrillia. It was yet another indication that she had been in her father's clutches for the last two years. He always had such an ideal he wanted his daughter to live up to and she had not had enough time to pack back on her healthy weight since coming home to Commenor. She was easy to assist. One of the men Veiere sent over could easily lift her into his arms if he so chose. She went to them, leaving Drystan free to fight if she so chose. Between the guard escort, Olivia and the Mandalorian, Silfe felt quite safe.... or as safe as she could be in the middle of a battle. 

 

The King seemed to have a plan and Silfe thought it was a good one. "Of course Your Highness. Thank you for coming. It is really good to see you unharmed. Be careful. Luck in battle, sir."

 

 

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Edited by Silfe Sosuri, 16 November 2018 - 10:28 AM.

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Drystan Marakos

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Location: Palace, Queen's Study

Allies: SJO/Commenor

Enemies: Sith/FO

Nearby: Veiere Arenais/Silfe Sosuri

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Silfe's gratitude was met with a smile, and Drystan nodded, the two of them locking eyes for a heartbeat. With only a moment of hesitation, Drystan helped Silfe join two of Veiere's powerful Guard. "May the Force be with you..." She said, concern still etched into her features. Perhaps she'd see the woman again, when this was all over. 

 

Turning, Drystan quickly retrieved her helmet from where it'd fallen, then crossed the space to stand beside Veiere. The Mandalorian joined them, and readied his blaster rifle - ready to rejoin the fight & bring hell. He'd follow the group and provide support to Veiere's Sovereign Guard, then rejoin his comrades. The Jedi woman shot Veiere a steady look. "This battle isn't over... and I'm not leaving yet." 

 

Then, Drystan replaced her helmet, locking it back into place; covering up her blonde hair & beautiful features behind the impassive facade. The image enhancers came back online immediately as the armored headgear synced back up with the armor she wore, and when she spoke again, her voice was modulated as it'd been earlier:

 

"Okay, people... Once more. With Feeling."

 

And then, they were moving. Drystan would be following Veiere & the remainder of his Guard, and returning to the battle. She wanted some payback of her own. 


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Lucent Echo

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Location: Kossak-class Star Destroyer "Cornvelious", Low Orbit over Commenor
Objective: Save occupants of Rick's Gunship
Allies: SJO and friends
Opposition: Sith and co

 

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Allied forces in space were easily crushing Sith opposition in orbit, outnumbering their opponents by a factor of 10:1. Space superiority was all but assured, which made it an easy task for Iberico to maneuver his Star Destroyer to receive Admiral Kaloo and his precious cargo of VIPs, none other than the Crown Queen of Commenor herself. 

In hangar A, a medical team had been assembled, ready to treat the injured monarch just as soon as she hit the deck. Her survival was critical to the whole health of the current alliance, no one else quite as capable of bringing together so many disparate groups. 

Not only were medical teams out on the deck, but also a platoon of elite Beserkers. Apparently, there were uninvited "guests" aboard the gunship that had hitched a ride in pursuit of the Queen Arenais. 

The battle-hardened Valkyri would take care of that. 

Admiral Kaloo only needed to make it to the Cornvelious, and he had been well on the way to doing that, before the gunship suddenly careened out of control less than a kilometer out from the warship, flashing from explosions. Distress calls from a medical droid unit inside the transport had begun transmitting only moments before, signaling trouble.

Iberico beat his fist against the arm of his command chair in frustration with a growl. Someone really wanted the queen dead. 

"Tractor beams on that gunship, right now!"

Hurriedly, the senior tractor beam operator got to work - it wasn't wise to dally with the Gamorrean Commodore when he got riled up - quickly locking onto the gunship with the aid of computer-guided sensors. The heavy tractor battery activated, enveloping the battered gunship in a force field to begin reeling it in.

Anything else stuck on the hull, or in close proximity of the gunship was liable to also being pulled in by the heavy tractor beam array. 

 

For now, everyone still surviving aboard the gunship looked to be saved. 

Mission accomplished. 


 


Edited by Lucent Echo, 16 November 2018 - 01:26 PM.

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Kyrel Ren

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Location: Palace Gardens

Objective: Surrender 

Enemies: Kaine Australis Lady Kay Rick Kaloo Silfe Sosuri Veiere Arenais @TathraKhaeus 

Gear: Vader's Bane Lightsaber, Kyrel's Harbinger Saberstaff, Raiment of the Vigilant 

 

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Kyrel was no fool, he knew that with the cages now surrounding him, the Mandalorian that had dared to defy his Imperial Allies had him cornered. Kyrel stood both sabers in his hands contemplating the recent state of which he now was in surrounded by cages filled with ysalamiri. Lizards he was all too familiar with in the Bastion of Ren on Virgillia, they weren't much of a threat to him, he had two choices he could keep going just protected with his armor, both of his lightsabers in hand, or he could surrender and leave his fate to the Force. The Force would not have him die today, and going for something akin to a last stand would be fool hardy at best. 

 

The Master of Ren stood before the Mandalorian, his face impassive behind his mask. Staring the Mandalorian down he felt the desire to kill him right there. But he wouldn't die so needlessly, he was a strong warrior he knew that, but his options were wearing thin. How long could he keep it up. The only thought in his mind, as much as he loathed it was surrender to his enemies. See what would be in store for him. 

 

In that moment, a form that what he would describe as massive hulking brutes arrived, distracting both Kyrel and the Mandalorian, and for a moment found themselves fighting the same enemy, as Kyrel reactivated his blades once more, not leaning on the Force, his years practicing with his blade made him found batting bolts back very simple, as he leaped forward lauching the saberstaff as it was a spear into the nearest brute, and decapitating the other with Vader's Bane. 

 

Forming a path, he started to make his way from the gardens into the Palace interior. Where he could run into Commenor forces. He would not beg like a coward if surrendering wouldn't be of any use. He would die but not without taking a few with him.Walking slowly into the shattered ruins of the palace, Commenor rebels weren't hard to find, discovering within a short time that of the Silver Jedi forces with the woman he once encountered Drystan Marakos 

 

Deactivating both of his sabers, hooking them to his belt and stepping forward in front of the soldiers, raising his hands up slightly to show he didn't mean any harm. He spoke almost amused.  "Oh, how the brave heroes have won.. I do hope you will accept my surrender.. If not I would gladly take you the lot of you with me." 

 

 


Edited by Kyrel Ren, 17 November 2018 - 04:25 AM.


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Rick Kaloo

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Location: Skies above the Palace, Commenor 

Objective: Run

Allies: Commenor people (Amari Deechi, Baron Morcus, Coren Starchaser, Drystan Marakos, Kaine Australis, Lady Kay, Silfe Sosuri, Tom Taff, Veiere Arenais, @X-Ray-242, etc.)

Enemies: Sith/weird creatures (Kyrel Ren, Tathra Khaeus

Engaging: Tathra's Brutes

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The gentle hum of the tractor beam made Rick feel as if he had already won the battle.

 

Now securely floating upward, Rick's worries were already cut in half, as even if the massive creature in the gunship's cockpit could handle its tiny controls, it would be unable to escape. But as he saw an armored man flying up to the gunship, he raised his lightsaber momentarily, only to realize that the man was Mandalorian, and likely the one assigned to handle the Queen. As the Mandalorian called for the Queen, Rick let him take the responsibility and dangers that came with carrying royalty away.

 

Trusting the Mandalorians more than Rick thought he should, he turned back on the Queen and focused on his own troops. Out of the twenty-four of them, only five remained, the rest either killed by the Sith's Force blast or mauled by the beasts. And of those five, only one was healthy and strong, sweating profusely and staring with horror at the bloodshed around him. The other four were in various states of injury and bleeding out, and even Rick's limited knowledge in Force healing wouldn't be enough.

 

As the action receded, so did the adrenaline fueling Rick through the past hour. His body, which he had been straining to its very limits, was now beginning to give way. Rick fell on his knees as nausea began to overtake him, his vision swirling. Then, with the knowledge of having helped the benevolent Queen win back her home planet, Rick Kaloo collapsed and fell unconscious.


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Lady Kay

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Location: Shuttle above the Gardens
Allies: Effie Duanna Coren Starchaser Tom Taff Kaine Australis Amari Deechi Caedyn Arenais Rick Kaloo Asaraa Vaashe Darlyn Excron Silfe Sosuri Drystan Marakos Baron Morcus Alkor Centaris Veiere Arenais X-Ray-242 Lucent Echo
Enemies: Kyrel Ren Konstantin Makarev Kyli DT-6767 Primat Ren Luther Ando Tathra Khaeus



Kay wasn't sure if it was the shock or what. Everything was happening so quickly that it made her head spin. The med droid did his best to shield her, and one by one Kaine and Rick's men were taken out as the Brutes began to lose their numbers too.

The ship shuddered as it changed it's course, now going down when it should be going up. Oh no...

"GO!"

Kay brought herself from her thoughts, switching her focus to her own self as the Mando pointed to the exit. She got to her feet, using the wall to braise her. She could feel the internal wound pulling with the strain, the feeling itself bringing back horrible memories of being held a captive of Darth Prazutis and the injuries inflicted on her back then. She was better off right now though.

The sight of Kaine brought her relief after weaving through the combatants to reach where he hovered next to the ship. After exhaling a quick breath, Kay leaped out reaching out for his hand. And just as soon as she gripped it, the tractor beam was turned on around them.

"When you said my ride was here, you weren't kidding!" The air was thin that far up, so she kept her breathing shallow so that she wouldn't pass out. At least she didn't have to worry about falling.

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Allyson Locke

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Location: Heading towards the City

Allies: SJO and the Good guys

Enemies: Sith/FO The bad dudes

Target: Xi Rell

 

The Spacy fighter-maintained speed while Allyson kept the signature of the fighter locked in. She watched as the fighter descended lower to the ground assuming itw as going to be enough to lose her. Scoffing, she followed the bogey into the city. Allyson shook her head, even with the dips and curves of the city buildings, she wasn’t going to get lost.

 

Deciding not to follow into the tunnel knowing that there would be civilians, Allyson lifted her fighter off the surface and flew over the tunnel, it would have an exit and she would pick up the chase after it exited Explosions registered and Allyson didn’t flinch – quickly she radioed over comms with the coordinates of the city and the tunnel location. <Hostile fighter – Heavy Casualties - Requesting aid> She waited for a moment when command responded. <Stay on the target>

 

<Roger.> Allyson had her orders and she continued the pursuit. Once the unknown fighter emerged from the tunnel, Allyson opened coming from the flank of the enemy. Still being tight on the tail of the enemy, the Saotome Tengu released its nano missiles (500) shot forward aiming at the rear and right flank of Xi.

 

 

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Edited by Allyson Locke, 18 November 2018 - 12:28 AM.


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Xi Rell

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LOCATION: In the city, stil trying to shake-off or turn the tables on her pursuer.

ALLIES: Sith, First Order, all asociated people

ENEMIES: Silver Jedi, Mandalorians, Lady Kay, all asociated people

OBJECTIVE: Shake the Jedi!

CLOSEST PROXIMITY: ... Allyson Locke

 

INCOMING - INCOMING - INCOMING

 

"Tell me about it..." Xi growled, as she snap-roled the Fury and dived down, straigt tovard the ground, in a efort to shake the missiles. She also flickd a swich, vhich maked the Fury's advanced senzor aray start operating in "jammer" mode. All missile locks wuld be voided. The flip side vas, she culdnt use her own missiles, eiter, as long as her fighter projekted a blanket-jamming efekt like that.

 

WIDE-FREKVENCY JAMMING IN EFEKT - HOSTILE LOCK LOST

 

Her ship may not be too good at straigt dogfights, but it had alot of tricks up its sleeve. Once agen clyar, she maked a sharp right-turn, around one of the buildings. Her pursuer come, screaming after her... and over-shot her, as she slowd down harshly, as soon as she rounded the building, hoping to make the Jedi over-shoot. Her gamble payed-off, and now... for the first time, Xi had the enemy fighter in her sights.

 

She sighted-in vith her vizual targeting scope, and let lose, vith laser and ion canons, linked-firing them at the aft end of the StealthX, akcelerating agen, and sticking to its own tail.

 

"Lets see if you can fight in the dark, Jedi, now that yor litle toys are useless... or if you can think outsyde the box!" she smirked.

 

 

COOLANT LEVEL CRITICAL - ENGINES OVER-HEATING - LAND IMEDIATLY

 

"Not yet... landing now wuld be suicide!" Xi snarled in reply, then aded: "Drop engine power to 2/3rd. That shuld help cool them. I dont need speed that much now that i got these buildings to use as cover, and the enemy vhere i want them!" as she keped lighting-up the tail of her enemy vith laser and ion fire.

 

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Tathra Khaeus

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Location: Capital City, headed toward Palace

​Units: Crusader Drones [Also referred to as the Horde] | Section Commanders | Eighteen Brutes

​Objective: Advertise

​Enemies: Everyone | Lady Kay | Veiere Arenais | Drystan Marakos | Rick Kaloo | Kaine Australis

Closest Proximity: N/A | Everybody is too scared

 

​Before Tathra or his forces could even reach the Mandalorian General nor the Sith, they ran as fast as they could. One from the courtyard up into the sky and the other deeper into the Palace. The Bryn'adûl were fired up, the tanks of the Mandalorians had opened fire on the ranks that withdrew from the Palace into the Gardens in their attempt to fire upon the Bryn'adûl. Chunks of grass, mud, leaves and water were throw around the Garden in a maddened fashion.

 

​In equal composition the remaining forces of the Mandalorians and Commenori were diced apart by the Railgun blasts, luckily when Tathra had rallied his forces they had moved to the side of the Garden with mass piles of rubble from the artillery strike. That, in turn provided some form of cover. Tathra flied upward, not toward Kaine but toward the War Fort. Tathra slammed the red plasma spikes of his Hammer into its side, using his weight to stay close.

 

​It seemed as though the AI had no concern for just how close, their fire would be. Artillery rounds would hopefully hammer the War Fort into oblivion. Tathra used his thrusters to push the Fort forward and into the railgun blasts.

 

​The Brutes who hadn't been caught in the initial blast had activated their thrusters, flying in-between the Heavy Tanks and causing them to hit each other as the moved past.

 

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​On Board the Ship:

 

​One blast to the face, and the two Mandalorians moving to attack. The Brute thumped the first Legio Copad as he drew close, knocking him back a few feet as the other cut open the Brute's brow with his Force Pike; knocking the Brute into a backward stagger below striking again with a double swinging uppercut, the Brute winced as half of its sharp teeth pushed into the gums and muscle of its upper jaw.

 

​The Brute doubled over, kicking out its leg to knock the second down before the first he'd knocked thrust its blade into his face - the Beskar blade cracking the Brute's skull as it cut through the right half of his eye and face. The Brute moved to grasp the Mandalorian as the second pressed all of his weight down on the Brute's arm as the Mandalorian Giant swiped his blade across the Brute's neckline, causing blood to pour out from his throat and mouth.

 

​In a fit of rage the Brute threw the Mandalorian from his hold of its arm, grabbing the blade deep in its throat and turning it to stab into the Legio Copad opposite him's neck before he gave to his injuries.


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Kaine Australis

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Location : Above Chasin City
Objective : This is some rescue...
Allies : Lady Kay - Anyone helping
Enemies : Anyone not helping, Tathra Khaeus

 

To say the rescue was underplanned and not thought through was an understatement. As usual, Kaine had reacted before thinking through all the variables, and thus came to the predicament he had now gotten himself and his protectee into. Kay had made the leap from the gunship to his outstretched hand, handling her end of the bargain. Unfortunately, her erstwhile rescuer hadn't considered the tractor beam now playing over them as it lifted them and the gunship still higher. 

 

Just a second, won't be a moment.

 

He was about to curse himself, when two other variables made themselves known, luck, and the skill and intelligence of those under his command.

 
As if on cue, a Fury-class fighter flew dangerously close between Kaine and the gunship, its speed and angle keeping it safe from the tractor beam's clutches, but breaking the hold on Kaine and Kay enough to release them from its grip.

 

As he'd originally expected, they fell. 
 

Kay did indeed have to worry about falling, but the Mandalorians weren't about to let their Alor and his rescuee fall to their deaths, as much as they wouldn't let them die in the airless vacuum of space. The Copad legionaires aboard the gunship had put their lives on the line to save Kay, and though both survived, they were in need of immediate medical attention, and out of the fight.

 

Kaine's boots were doing okay, Kay didn't add much to the weight of the Alor and his armor and toys, but they weren't designed to operate at this altitude. Their best effort was to slow the fall somewhat. Not enough to stop the eventual impact, but enough to buy time.

Time that allowed the Clan's flying fortress to divert slowly across from its flight path and intercept the falling pair before they fell too far or too fast.

 

The Mandalorian and the Queen bumped down gently onto the vehicle's upper deck. Kaine let go of Kay, allowing her to get steady on her feet aboard the flying command and battle platform, soaring high above Chasin City.

 

I think we'll be much safer from here, your highness.

That was probably true. A flying fortress was aptly named, and the vessel's guns, shields and troopers would assist in protecting Kay from whatever else came at them. Hundreds of meters above the city, they had an outstanding view of the battle below.

Escorted by the fury fighters still filling the skies above Chasin, the fortress' gunners now added their weight of fire to the Mandalorian tanks plastering the Brutes on the ground with targeted fire from high above. The Bral was blown to pieces, as the heavy rounds chewed it up and blew it apart, collateral damage as the Mandalorians sought their enemies with overwhelming firepower.


Edited by Kaine Australis, 21 November 2018 - 03:40 AM.

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Tathra Khaeus

Tathra Khaeus

    𝕎𝔸ℝ'𝕊 ℂ𝕌𝕊𝕋𝕆𝔻𝕀𝔸ℕ

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Location: Capital City, headed toward Palace

​Units: Crusader Drones [Also referred to as the Horde] | Section Commanders | Eighteen Brutes

​Objective: Advertise

​Enemies: Everyone | Lady Kay | Veiere Arenais | Drystan Marakos | Rick Kaloo | Kaine Australis |

Closest Proximity: N/A | Everybody is too scared

 

​Tathra pressed forth as the War Fort was torn apart by the Mandalorian artillery, its molecular shields slowly burning away as the Fort's hull was destroyed in moments by the combined artillery fire. Tathra primed his thrusters as the Fort fell apart, rocketing past the Artillery fire with his mace, the field of the Ysalamiri dissipating as their fresh was thrown about the Gardens.

 

​Tathra watched carefully as his primal eyes caught each Tank as they powered up, seeing which was about to fire moments before it did; allowing him to react in turn. Using his thrusters, Tathra flew down between the Artillery, forcing them to take fire from one and other, the same as his Brutes had done before him.

 

​Tathra veered to his right, landing on one of the tanks as he placed his Mace onto the magnetic holster on his back - two massive arms grasping the length of the cannon as he twisted it, forcing it to face the opposite tank as it fired. As the fires raged around them, Tathra stopped for a moment as the tank beneath his feet slowed due its damaged parts, nearly falling apart as its gears were eroded by plasma, slowly dying.

 

​To his mind, these Mandalorians placed too much trust in the wealth of their empire. They placed too much trust in the abilities of what they could build rather than the might of their own and the will of flesh. This was why they fled, and why they assuredly would fall once again.

 

​Tathra moved with ease, re-joining his Brutes on the edge of the battlefield as all parties had retreated before him and his Bryn'adûl. The Brutes that remained were hard of breath, staggering and panting as they marched to the outskirts of the battle, the Mandalorian forces left in ruin in their wake. The Garden destroyed and their Palace crumbling.

 

​The Bryn'adûl may not have taken the world, nor killed their Queens and Kings and made martyrs of their greatest warriors. But, what they had achieved was apparent. A force, a tenth smaller than any other player readily available on the battlefield. Yet, they had come closest to killing their Queen, the Bryn'adûl had forced the Mandalorian leader to retreat to the skies.

 

​The Bryn'adûl had won their respect, and claimed their fear. They would remember the name. The titan, their Chieftain opened a com-channel. Open to the small ships in the atmosphere far from the conflict they had arrived upon, turning to his battered Bryn'adûl as they stood and sat opposite him.

 

​Golden eyes observed his Draelvasier. His brothers and sisters in arms, his children; ​"[Draelvasier]: My brethren. Today, you may not feel as though you are victorious. But know that that is because you do not possess my wisdom. You are children of this world, born of war and my own bone and flesh. You, are mine as I am a servant to you. Dedicated, to your fruition. Trust me, Know me! - ​A pride filled his chest as his fire lingered in his throat; his face bloodied and beaten yet ever as fierce. Yet his eyes knowing and assured. -​ We are the Bryn'adûl. And today, we have shown the Galaxy - exactly what that means. We, are strength. We, are ferocity. The Mandalorians, the Silvers, the Rens, the Sith, the Commenori. They all now know what it means to face our wrath. That we so few will make them bend to our will. Take pride, in knowing that you survived. But, let the glory of our fallen fill your hearts, and ready you! Crusaders, till the last!"

 

​The Brutes were silent for a moment, exchanging looks as they shuffled in response. Tathra raised a fist, slamming it to his chest. The Brutes followed, letting a primal roar from their battered lungs. Tathra responded in turn, a bellowing and guttural sound reaching the Brute's ears.

 

​They themselves would leave this place. But, they had certainly made their mark.

 

 


Edited by Tathra Khaeus, 21 November 2018 - 05:42 PM.

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#295
Lady Kay

Lady Kay

    ~Missing~

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At first she was okay, suspended in the air by the tractor beam as Kay helded onto Kaine Australis ' gloved hand. But then another ship had arrived, moving inbetween them and the Star Destroyer that they were headed towards. Within seconds they were falling once again. The feeling of weightlessness took over, making herfeel even more lightheaded than the thin air did.

But Kaine, to his credit, remained cool and collected. His boots did well to slow their fall, but was it enough? The windblew the strands of her hair in every which way, at times blocking her vision.

Shortly thereafter her feet landed with a gentle thud onto the flying fortress. Her knees buckled a little, but she found some strength to stand upright as one of her hands moved to cover her injured abdomen. With a paler look to her face, Kay turned to her rescuer. "Thank you I..I need to get inside..." She needed medical assistance. Hopefully she'd get some soon.

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