Faction 6 Feet Under and Still Mad as a Hare (SJC Mandalore Covenant and other Mando affilated Allies, Outsiders DM to participate)

[Mig Gred]

Mig looked at the Silvers, chuckling a little as he pulled out his Trayc'kad. "Those are all well and good, but I like to keep my options open." Then the fog came, and Mig just took a breath. This was great, but they could hide in it just as well as anyone else. The Mando would quickly flick some setting on his HUD before moving forward.

"Anyone else finding all the... theatrics strange?"

Finley Dawson Jhira Mereel Sergeant Omen Amelia Venthyra

 

[Finley Dawson]

With the fog up, the use of the stealth fields became pointless, as their bodies still created silhouettes against the haze. Communications were also needed at this time, so he finally signaled for everyone to drop their cloaking. Six bodies returned back to normal view, the armor of the five Commandos with Finley now shifting to various shades of blue and grey among the fog.

"More than a little strange," the Knight concurred. "Let's see, another Jedi on recon (Amelia) mentioned hearing voices in the jungle, then the jamming, and now a random fog rolling through out of nowhere. We could have been ambushed at any point, but it just seems like someone wants to keep playing us. For what, only Ashla knows."

Playtime was soon to be over if Finley had his way.

"Going to ping everyone on comms, and see if anyone has any updates," he informed Gred. "Everyone, let's pause for a moment."

Switching to his commlink, he hoped to connect with Knight Venthyra or any other friendlies still out there.

"All callsigns, please check in with updates. A lot of strange things unfolding right now."

Mig Gred Jhira Mereel Sergeant Omen Amelia Venthyra