Vilaz Munin

Location: Eshan, Some Major City

Allies: CIS

Enemies: Mandalorians 

Objective: Purge

Gear: Here

The familiar sound of enemy fire coming at his way greeted Vilaz as he and his warriors closed in on the city. Everything was second nature to him when trekking through the plains of battle. Orders were shouted at his officers throughout the now tenses situation, warriors departing from the main party as they filed in formation of their own unit. Those of Munin returned fire back to their hostiles from their speeders, landspeeders, and repulsorlift tanks. Enemy fire was focusing more on the tanks and landspeeders than those on speeders, something that the latter riders took advantage of as they hurried their velocity in order to harass the front lines of defense and give relieve the rest of their forces as they continued to march for the city. 

As the seconds passed by there were already casualties coming from both parties as Vilaz predicted. Those of his clan when dead would find peace in the afterlife, knowing their deeds for their clan and culture would be suffice to have an honorable seat to live in the Manda. Yet the Concordian would make sure their lives would not be in vain for volunteering in this battle. A promise he always made to himself as he hated the idea of playing with souls of people and using them as cannon fodder. No, they were not chaff and would never be considered inferior as that. Others deserved that title such as the Imperial Mandalorians and the Echani.

Now they had come through the outskirts of this nameless major city. A command centre would be necessary for Vilaz and his warriors in order to be efficient in battle. While any general or commanding officer would take the luxury of leaving the load to their soldiers and rest in the centre, the Warlord would opt to dirty his hands on the front lines and give morale to his kin with his presence in battle. Communications were left in charge of someone else, yet they did not face shame in taking this task. Everyone's role was important and interdependent. 

The Mandalorian continued plowing a path for his clansmen to follow. Slowly, yet surely.

"Akaan, there are reports of a Star Destroyer entering the planet's atmosphere and about to crash."

Said one at the command centre, communicating this to everyone of their clan yet only calling out Vilaz. Soldiers looked at each other in confusion and awaited instructions from their Alor.

"Is it aiming for us?"

"No, it's trajectory is heading for the capital. We might experience a dust bowl though."

That was a relief to hear for all of them. Nothing of importance for them to be concerned. They would have to use thermal vision to navigate around if their vision was to be impaired by dust.

"We continue our fight then, oya!"

Their hunger for blood and victory continued to drive them, their feet could feel the earth shake and rumble from the impact of the crashed Star Destroyer. A wall of dust pushed out in a circumference indiscriminately and some infrastructure collapsed, signs their their structure was weakening throughout the years and thanks to the recent events on Eshan. Vilaz and his clansmen also found some pockets of Echani with armament and gear from the Mandalorian Empire. Their information was correct of some radical Echani aiding the Empire, grins on their faces as their blades and armor would also be coated with Echani blood.

"In here," the Warlord called out to his warriors, noticing they were taking heavy and suppressing fire from their foes. An obstacle, but one that be conquered. They detoured into a complex that was filled with Imperial Mandalorians and a few Echani radicals. As they progressed in their firefight within the building, they had come across another party of people that too were affected by the actions of the Empire.

Thyrsians

"Hold your fire!"

Their vicinity was cleared from hostiles, leaving only the Munin Warriors and Thyrsians alone. 

Location: Eshan

Allies: CIS | Whatever Fits the Boot

Enemies: Mandalorians | Whatever Fits the Boot

Objective: Purge

Gear: Here

Rather than joining the main forces that seem to have concentrated their focus on the capital of Eshan, Vilaz and his warriors had their eyes settled for a settlement that was miles away from Eshan City. Not exactly on the outskirts of the capital, and it was big enough to house residents in the near hundred thousands. Maybe a hundred thousand or more than that. They were simply near estimates from the scanners and sensors from his capital ships in which the flight officers would inform their Alor. There was also some activity there from Mandalorians and possibly Echani. What were they doing there? Only one could imagine. Other information reached Vilaz's ears, knowledge that the Mandalorian Empire spilled slanders and lies of their actions here. That they did not lay a single finger on the Echani. 

"Pathetic," the Warlord said with disgust, his face painted with disappointment. "I would have gloated about decapitating the heads of these lab mutts and leave the filth of Eshan desolated with their blood and corpses."

His warriors sneered in agreement with him. They were not ones to shy from their actions unlike the Mandalorian Empire. No, those of Munin would make monuments of their marauds. They would take trophies from their prey, sing lyrics of their raid, relish the moment with liquor and recreational drugs, and pit each other in fights. Had they been in the stead of the Mandalorian Empire, they would've thrown a huge festival to celebrate their affliction against the Echani. That was how one of the Mandalorians should act, not like the joke of the Mandalorian Empire.

"Akaan," one of the Warlord's officers said to Vilaz, using that alias as the Concordian had once been an important general and executioner of Mand'alor the Undying, "there have been reports of small enclaves of Echani aiding the false Empire."

That was interesting and surprising. That was something he didn't expect from the fallen Echani. Something his mind tried to figure out why they would go to the extremes. Maybe agents of the Empire? Or people that were against the previous Queen? The question was as confusing when the Mandalorians attempted to block Eshan's sun, dimming whatever light it could do. Another useless tactic that would do nothing but confuse those on the offensive.

"Then we will take no chances of any Echani that are alone and not with the Confederacy."

He cared for the lives of his warriors and was not one to have a mood for surprises when in combat. One single surprise could cost one many troops for not being vigilant. 

The Alor and his soldiers were nearing the mentioned settlement from their land vehicles. They did not bring as much armor and vehicles as the Confederacy, but they had brought a decent number of landspeeders, speeders, and repulsorlift tanks for this mission. 

"Honor resides with one's family and clan, not to the enemy. Slaughter your foes like agol."

War cries followed with his statement. All is fair in love and war, and Vilaz was not unfamiliar with going to extreme measures in ridding his enemies. Sometimes the extreme was the most efficient method in battle.

Location: Eshan

Allies: CIS | Anyone that Fits the Boot

Enemies: Mandalorians | Anyone that Fits the Boot

Objective: Purge

Gear:

For once the Mandalorian was impressed by the Imperial Mandalorians with their actions on Eshan. In fact, he even applauded with their offensive on the Echani. He felt no sympathy for those moon worshippers and was pleased to see their homeworld scourged with the blood and corpses of Echani littered about. It was a shame, however, he was not there and had his beskad claim the lives of those pale sentients. There was always next time though, right?

Hopefully there was a next time in his lifetime, but now he was contacted by members of the Confederacy in the Outer Rim. Vilaz had no interest of them and was indifferent about them, yet why the reached out for him certainly caught his attention. They knew of his history with the Mandalorian Empire. They knew he was in exile, refusing to bend the knee to a false Sole Ruler that claimed the mantle without following the tradition of the Mandalorians. They had invited him to come to Eshan in order to remove the Imperial Mandalorians from the planet. He didn't care the credits or whatever currency they offered for his services. Vengeance and blood would be enough to sate his hunger. 

He rallied a battalion worth of three-hundred warriors; a diverse unit of his most hardened, elite warriors and initiates that sought for glory and blood from this battle. All of them wanted exactly what their Alor wanted. Glory, blood, but most importantly vengeance.

The Confederacy would most likely be the main distraction for the Mandalorian Empire. They would bring armor, artillery, and other assets that would number in legions. Vilaz and his warriors would take advantage of this and be the knife that would stab the Empire's organs.

The Warlord and his battalion had arrived at Eshan's earth using their own vessels and space transports. They refused to be transported in Confederate vessels that would have soldiers of that said government. That being said, the capital ships of Clan Munin were in space but maintained a distance from the space combat between the Confederacy and the Empire. Of course, they would be vigilant and ready to defend themselves if needed from any threat.

"We are here on our own terms, ner verda," the Warlord announced to his bannermen in the private, encrypted comms that they shared. "We will accept no order or instructions from the Confederacy; we will operate on our own freewill to terminate any Imperial Mandalorianin our sight. I am sure the Echani numbers that remain on this fething planet are scattered and few, though I am not against if any of you wishes to kill any on sight. Just don't focus on hunting that vermin is all I will say to you. Main focus is killing and ridding Mandalorians from the Empire. Am I understood?"

Orders were clear and simple, and they all agreed. Everyone was assigned to their respective officers while the Concordian was in command of all of them. 

"One last thing: if the Confederates do fire upon us because of confusion, they will be considered a hostile from that moment. That being said, may you find glory in battle."

And they marched on to find their enemy, where a beskad awaited to plunge into the hearts of the Mandalorian Empire.

Am still seeking an opponent from the Mandalorian Empire or anyone for that matter.

I will make a post soon, anyone that wishes to fight are free to tag me here. 1v1 or 1v2

Cause rude Ronan Vizsla didn't invite me (sad feels ;C ), I am looking for an opponent.

It can be 1v1 or 1v2

Hit me up in here if interested