A Call to Arms (Dark Jedi/OPEN)

[RC 212]

Kuat System
Far out from Orbit

DTS Citadel One- Jast 1st Rate

Wars raged. A holotank flicked to life showing Karren, the fallen Jedi Pilot of the once famous Rogue Squadron, decked head to toe in Grey power armor. Pistols and Lightsaber clamped to her magnetically. A shotgun across her back.

With lips pressed thin she addressed the Holo tank. The room behind her was an armory, complete with rows upon rows of weapons and neat Power Armor stations, with her signature creation, Templar Power Armor locked into each one, powering up their batteries.

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"Denizens of the Galaxy Heed my call.​

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For too long the Powers of Darkness have flowed unchecked. There has been an ebb and flow unlike any other. The Darkness grows once more, and the Light fades. The balance is slipping into oblivion. Many of you are aware of the Fall of the Free Worlds Coalition, the Rampant Campaign by the Sith Empire to crush corewards. Many of you are aware that the Alliance has lost it's Grandmaster Ohmai Rhen, and even now crumbles under attack from the First Order, the Ren and the Coruscant First Movement.​

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All around us the tyranny of the Sith grows. The Silver Jedi hide, inept, unable to defeat the Sith. The Alliance, shies from the fight. The Free Worlds have fallen, perhaps most honorably, fighting till thier last breath.​

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Without these institutions full filling their role it falls to us. The Fallen Jedi, disillusioned and cast out by our brethren. The Mercenaries abandoned in battles at Mirial and elsewhere to fall prisoner to the Sith. The down trodden. Those without a home anynore, nor a cause."​

She paused and cleared her throat, then glared with intense eyes into the Holo tank.

"I have news for you. It's time to come forth out of your misery. Abandon the old framework. Join with us, the Dark Templar Fleet and together we can do what the others cannot. No laws, nor Morals. No Rules of Engagement. We will fight the Sith as the Sith fight the Galaxy. No holds barred.​

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Every day the fleet swells. We already number in the thousands, and have prepared to receive incoming Templar's with brand new armor."​

She paused letting that sink in.

"If you believe the time is now, join us near Kuat, and together, we'll bring hell to the Champions of Evil."​

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The Message ended, and her commlink beeped.

"Yes what is it?"

"Fleets forming up Paladin. Waiting on your call."

"Hold position, pull me a readout of comms traffic in the sector. I'll be to the bridge shortly."

War Never Slept.​

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Neither did she.​

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After all these years of suffering under codes and dogma, her shackles were off.​

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It was time to let loose the Dogs of War.​

 

[RC 212]

Kuat System
Far out from Orbit

DTS Citadel One- Jast 1st Rate

In the ready room the War Council was assembled. A few old Masters, clad in similar armor and a ton of Acolytes stood by in circles. Some were fresh from falling to the darkness, and still others had lost their way long ago. But one thing was certain they had hate in their hearts for the Sith. That hate was a tool no Jedi could stomach, but she was not a Jedi anymore.

"Any reports?"

"Free Worlds are heavily engaged at Kuat and Alderaan. Other than that no."

She stepped up to the Holotank and opened it up with a wave of her hands, zooming into the map rotating the picture.

"Here and here are the borders of their claims. To kill a hydra, we don't cut off the heads, we kill it with thousands of wounds to body."

"A Guerilla Campaign then?"

"Precisely. We lack the numbers to make a deep wound now, but if we knock out their infrastructure and supply rebel groups with weapons and hope on their borders, we can swell our ranks, and publicly embarrass them."

"No publicity is bad eh?"

She grinned.

"Absolutely not. Have we made any progress on the Omega Project?"

"Weaponizing tests are steady, but nothing substantial."

"I want that plague agent ready soon."

"I'll see to it."

"Assemble the Fleet, we've waited long enough. Any joiners can meet us at the next Coordinates."

"Where we headed?"

"Ossus. There's unfinished business there I'd like to attend to."