A Hela Good Time (Mandalorian Empire Dominion of Hela (AE22)

[Gerarich Thanor]

Objective: 1
Allies: Mandalorians
Enemies: Kur's Dozen, Pirate Fleet
Location: "Betrayal's Karma" Bridge, Mandalorian Space

Gerarich stepped into the bridge of his new and personal star destroyer, "Betrayal's Karma." At first, Gerarich was not assigned to battle at Hela, but impatience won. He wanted his new ship to have its first practice test with the enemy's blood. Gerarich pressed the button on the holo-transmitter and began announcing on his ship's frequency...

"All crew of the Betrayal's Karma, we are now preparing to enter Hyperspace to Hela!"

A buzz went among the crew and murmurs rose. No one was informed they were to fight at Hela and wanted a ship test before fighting. But all the crew followed their orders anyway and went to their positions. They went from lunch break to battle protocols. One problem, there was no starfighters inside the ship's hangars. "Betrayal's Karma" really was a new ship, luckily ammo was already brought aboard. Gerarich continued announcing on the speaker...

"T-minus 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1! Prepare for lightspeed!"

Beep. Beep. Beep. Whoooshhm! The ship went into hyperspace and pulled out a little distance away from the ongoing battle. Gerarich stood up and began giving orders to his officers...

"Tell the crew to begin charging the gravitic cannon! I want proton torpedoes completely ready when the fight starts. Do not and I mean do not let the long-range turbolasers fire until I give the command, we do not want to interfere with any plans already made. And bring up an open channel with Admiral Kaine!"

Bzzt!

"Greetings Admiral Kaine, I know I wasn't supposed to be in this battle, but I wanted to create an exceptional field test for my new ship. Think of me as reinforcements and another advantage over the enemy. My ship will begin moving in unless you have any commands or plans."


Console aboard Betrayal's Karma

Spoiler

• Shields: 88%
• Engines: 100%
• Hull: 100%
• Crew: 37,750/37,750
• Life Systems: 100%
• Weapons Systems: 100%​
• Primary Weapon (charging): 48%
• Drop Pods: 20/20 Functional
• Octuple-Barbette Heavy Turbolaser Batteries: 24/24 Functional
• Long-range Turbolasers: 40/40 Functional
• Turbolaser Batteries: 60/60 Functional
• Heavy Turbolaser Batteries: 60/60 Functional
• Heavy Ion Cannons: 25/25 Functional
• Point Defense Laser Cannons: 260/260 Functional
• Flak Cannons: 12/12 Functional
• Assault Concussion Missiles: 40/40 Functional
• Advanced Proton Torpedo: 40/40 Functional
• Heavy Tractor Beams: 10/10 Functional

 

[Zyrias Pax]

Objective: 2
Location: Inside one of the prisons, playing Truth or Dare
Allies: [member="Kur"], [member="Reginald Frederickson"]
Enemies: Mandalorians, [member="Cynthia Raxis"] [member="Teagan Stoirm"] [member="Cassiopeia Caranthyr"], anyone else on objective 2
Post: 3

These Mandalorians were taking their sweet time getting to the slave transport. Zyrias realized preparation was key but the pirates defenses were woefully inadequate as far as she could tell.

“Ugh, I’m bored.” She pounded the wall with a fist. Her next question was directed at the Sullustan. “You. Do you speak Huttese?”

“Yes.”

Zyrias switched to the language of foul, slimy crime lords. “Let’s play Truth or Dare.”

“No, no. Please. I don’t want to be tortured.”

“It’s not torture, Rimkin. It’s a simple game.” The teenage criminal explained the rules to the Sullustan in Huttese, and as she suspected, the Mandalorian human near them could either not understand or just ignored the pair. She motioned to Rimkin - that was his name now to Zyri - to sit down cross-legged and then she faced him.

“I’ll go first,” she ordered. “Truth or dare.”

“Truth.”

Of course Rimkin was going to pick the truth. The poor alien was scared off his choobies being here in a prison cell. To Zyrias it was like a second home.

“Do you ever wish you had done something more with your life? Like become an assassin? Or a holonet celebrity?"

“No,” he protested. “I am satisfied being a simple man.”

It figures. “Okay, your turn.”

Unexpectedly the Mandalorian in the cell with them, had turned around and was now leaning against the cell wall, watching the game.

 

[Karsan Munin]

Objective Two: Stack Bodies
Equipment: Armor, Crushgaunts, Beskad, [link=]http://starwarsrp.net/topic/31454-hyperion-squad-automatic-weapon/]SAW[/link]
Allies: Mandalorians l [member="Teagan Stoirm"] l @Cassipoea Caranthyr l [member="Cynthia Raxis"]
Enemies: Everyone else. l [member="Zyrias Pax"] l

The heavy footsteps of Karsan Calnov were heard as he approached the group of Mandalorians gathering, preparing to board with the other Mando'ade there. He rolled his knuckles, and set his SAW onto a nearby crate. He yanked the bolt back, and then shot it forward, chambering a round. He had a lot of thoughts on the matter. Specifically, 240 individual thoughts to dish out to the enemy.

He turned to the pale, ghost like-woman.

"Then get on the ship. We're going to stack them all like bricks."

Karsan picked up the weapon, heavy as it was- it felt like not much to a man who carried something similar during his tenure with the One Sith. He was an Operator, a spook, whatever you wanted to call it. And he was out for blood. It was one thing to piss off Karsan normally, but to mess with his people? His family?

That earned you not anger, but hatred. And hatred, forged into a razor-thin, white-hot fury that he possessed, spelled danger for anyone getting in his way. And now, it was ill-trained, and ill-prepared pirates. Pirates were good at boarding and at a few things, but they were not, in fact, prepared for total war. Karsan was not bringing action to them, he was going to bring them total war, total destruction and death and dismemberment. With no quarter.

They picked the wrong people to put into the cells. He turned his head, and pulled his helmet over his face-paint adorned face. The skull on his chest made it all the more obvious of what he was about.

 

[Karro Radin]

Objective 3: Defend the railgun
Allies: Kur's Dozen, [member="Kur"] , pirates
Enemies: Mandolorians

Karro's legs scraped against the hard rocks below him making up the surface of Hela. His feet clanging loudly as he traversed the fortified perimeter. His head turned to the left as he scanned the barricades for weak points. Armed pirates rushed to their positions, aiming their rifles across the field preparing for the incoming onslaught. He stopped as he spotted a space of about one hundred yards that had no men across it. He turned and bellowed out from his speakers "I want men across this stretch now! We cant leave any space for the Mandos to exploit!" A few men that were moving munitions left their crates and hurried over to the sea of barricades, leveling their weapons. Karro continued across the border and muttered to himself Foolish Organics.

He looked up to see [member="Kur"] standing tall across from him, he continued to inform the pirates across the line to tighten up and leave no gaps. He stopped once again to look down at a shuddering pirate attempting to level his weapon on a barricade. He bent down and grabbed the man by the shoulder "Aim for chinks in their armor and keep a steady hand, and if you don't stop shaking I'll kill you myself." The man nodded and Karro patted him on the shoulder, rising up and striding over to Kur. The large armored behemoth was much taller than Karro, who was used to being the tall one in the room. He detached his E5 from his back and held the weapon in his metal hands. Looking up at Kur "I've disciplined the men as much as I can. They're no Mandos but with these defenses we just might win this."

 

[Gaia Sunaris Cadera]

Objective 2Allies: Mandalorian | [member="Karsan Calnov"] | [member="Cynthia Raxis"] | [member="Teagan Stoirm"]
Enemies: Kurs

Cassiopeia nodded towards Kaira, her face now hidden by a helmet. Boarding actions, so that was pretty good. Maybe they'd at least make it into the ship before getting blasted. Cynthia, Teagan, Kaira, and Cassiopeia. They would be the one boarding the ship, freeing the captured Mandos, and getting the materials back. It was a daunting task, one that could result in them being injured or killed. But, it was the right thing to do. They had a mission, a worthy one.

Another man ended up showing up. He seemed even more intense than the other woman. She could tell he was ready to fight. She nodded at his command, getting onto the ship and strapping herself in. She held her weapons close to her as she prepared for the bumpy ride to the ship & to get into the ship.

It would only be moment later that they would be ejected from the safety of this ship and headed towards the hostility of the other ship. She was ready. She had her weapons, her shield, her armor. It was going to be a fight, but so long as no one got too close to her, she could fend for herself easily enough.

The ship shook as it headed towards the pirates ship although quickly approaching an area that they could dock & exit the transport.

 

[Strider Garon]

OBJECTIVE 3
Allies: [member="Kaden Mantis"] [member="Parja-Kal"]
Enemies: Kur's Dozen
Location: dropship
Post 2

It was time to carry out the mission. Their drop ship flew into position, flanking the defended and entrenched objective as the main force distracted them with their frontal assault. Lives will be lost and he new how that felt giving the order knowing full well that good warriors were going to be killed in carrying it out. Such was the burden of command an the young Kaden would have to find a way to live with it. Strider had not proper advice on that topic, bottom of bottle and the endless pursuit of women was not exactly the best example on how to cope. Green light lit the interrior of the troop bay, the signal for go time.

Strider rose from his chair and went forth to the now opening doors. They have yet to land, but the old man did not need solid ground to make his attack run. See, he was ori'ramikad and he will bring war upon those pirates below like they have never seen before. The old man had dove into hell more times than he could count or remember, this was just another day at the office for the veteran. He looked back towards Kaden and his soldiers, they were going to land with the drop ship's cover. Strider was just going to make sure that landing was uncontested as best as he could.

"Ret' an mar eso!" With that the old man jumped out the open doors into a free fall.

Once clear of the drop ship Strider would ignite his jet pack and rocket himself towards his first target. Was a weapon emplacement with two operators. He could see them as they began to panic and scramble for the weapon. The shock of a human jet flying at them at high velocity was terrifying, including a drop ship that was descending into their sector of control. See they thought the war was happening on the other side. Strider took aim with his verpine carbine rifle and unleashed a volley of silent death upon the two. The high velocity magnetically charged projectiles shredded the two Pirates in a magnificent show of violence. Their bodies crashing backwards by the kenetic force of the projectiles.

Strider landed nearly on top of them. Quickly examining their freshly ventilated bodies to make sure they were dead. They showed no signs of life. Strider raised his rifle up and pressed on. Every move he made was tactically precised, his body poised to kill with in a blink of an eye and to adapt to the every changing environment that the chaos of battle brought. He breached the age of 70 and here he was still kicking ass and taking names. It was only a few seconds before he was preying upon the next defensive emplacement. They were alert and heighten to the absence of their mates. They were also very heighten the image of a lone charging fulling armored mandalorian barring upon them. They could not bring the repeater upon him in time so they resorted to small arms fire.

There was a quick exchange of fire, as the pirates fired upon the single mando with their blaster rifles. Bolts could be seen impacting upon his armor, yet not slowing him down. In turn their position lit up with the sounds of metalic pings as Strider unleashed his return fire. One pirate died as the back of his skull exploded outwards and falling backwards out of sight. The other pirate dove behind cover. Took a few moments for him to get his nervs together and pop back out to continue his attack. Problem was the very moment he popped up was when he realized he was face to face with the deadpan look of a T Visor. Strider had boosted his speed by doing a quick burst from his jet back and had landed just in time to greet the next pirate with a proper introduction.

The old grizzled veteran crashed his helmet into the human face of the pirate. His nose crushed under the impact and gushed blood instantaneously. Stunned and stumbling backwards was his prey, Strider kept up his assault, wrist blade springing to action and tearing at the man's throat and chest in well placed strikes. The pirate's life was ended violently and with out mercy, his corroded arterys and windpipe severed, lungs and heart pierced. When the old man brought death, he brought it with absolute guarantees. There would be a small sense of mercy that his victims did not suffer much for their life was snuffed out with lethal speed. that was Or'ramikad, lightening death was a promise.

The two defensive positions were eliminated and Kaden and his warriors would be able to disembark with out having to worry of heavy fire.

*Mando'a Translation*

Spoiler

Ret' an mar eso! «See you all ground side!»

 

[Tusk]

He could hear the sound of the air splitting around his drop pod. Through the monitors he could see his podmates rumbling in their seats, checking messages or tinkering with weapons. The pod lurched as its crash prevention measures kicked in.

They were close.

The pod slammed into the earth near the base of a defense cannon's platform. All at once small arms blaster fire descended on the pod. It pattered and pinged on the mandalorian steel hull and cracked the transparisteel viewports. The doors were nearly melted shut before he was given the command. His fist slammed into the hatch open button and his powerful foot rammed into the slowly opening metal door. It flew a few feet forward, landing on some poor pirate's foot.

"Heh...heh...heh..."

A bolt of energy too large to be fired from a standard blaster flew into the pirate's chest, the impact sending him onto his back, his makeshift armor melted to his body where the bolt had struck. The bwatha was a strong weapon, not normally used like a rifle...But to a Gerosian it was like holding any other weapon, except this one fit his hands.

Another bolt. And another, and another.

"Your chest, slagged. Your helmets, slagged. Your blasters, slagged. GAHAHAHA!!" One heavy footstep after another moved him forward. His podmates moved ahead, taking out the others in their path. He was a tank, a sort of beast rare among the mostly human Mandalorians. His size and the shape of his boots made it obvious he wasn't human, but that didn't matter when a T-shaped visor walked your way bringing death and destruction in its wake.

 

[Skosk Fett]

Objective 3
Allies:Mandalorians
Enemies: Everyone else
Location: Near the dropship
Post :1

Pure Testosterone raged through the Zabrak, ​" Oya! Time to party with these aruiliti scum!" ​. He had not fought a larger scale battle like this since being frozen in carbonite. The nervousness of the shuttle ride, Skosk had been through a lot. He did remember that confidence was key, that dominance was key when he was a mercenary for the Hutts, or even before that:As an intergalactic champion in wrestling. The mandalorian was a red tank jogging in beskaram, after getting in position he shouted ​"You want some of this? HAVE SOME!" ​.Equipped with his grenade launcher he fired frag grenades indiscriminately at enemy positions , many pirates flying from the bombardment of 15 grenades launched in multiple different directions of the enemy. Some going after the sniper positions while others exploded on impact in the heavy barricaded positions. KABOOM!KABOOM! KABOOM!



Screams followed, there would be blood of the enemy, his launcher desired it. The menacing brute did not forget his roots, while rusty he still believed his return was in excellent timing.These pirates were nothing to the angry zabrak. The heavy weapons expert unloaded his entire clip, and started to reload frantically.​ "I think they liked that! Need a volley anywhere?" he spoke into his comm. He was in the kill zone setup for sniper fire, and small arms fire. Did he care? No, Who would dare screw with him ?As long as no one targets his arms or his lower back, hes in the clear. He looked through his T-visor helmet to see the aftermath , it was a beauty to the eyes for him. Grinning, he still had it.

@Kadesh Scythe

 

[Gerarich Thanor]

Objective: 1
Allies: Mandalorians, [member="Kaine Australis"] [member="Yasha Mantis"] [member="Quoron Viszla"]
Engaging: Pirate Fleet, [member="Ivor Eyes Inquaart"]
Location: "Betrayal's Karma" Bridge, Hela System

The Betrayal's Karma had just entered and was taking minimal damage compared to the other ships. His ship was at the battle distance, however, enemy ships were focusing on the other Mandalorian ships that were part of the original fleet that arrived in the beginning. Captain Thanor was standing while watching the battle from the bridge. He was staring at the enemy's largest ship, the computer registered her as Lady Edith. In a glimpse, Gerarich noticed a quick line of enemy craft being launched from Lady Edith's hangar. He called out to his station officer...

"I see enemy starfighters being launched, I want full numbers now!"

"Captain, our sensors are picking up the number of enemy starfighters being launched is at 72-84 starfighters."

"Redirect all Point Defense Laser Cannons at those starfighters, we do not want to risk the other ships to be hit by bombers. And I believe its time to get right into the action, full speed towards Lady Edith! Have all weapons firing at the ship and bring us in on our port side. As soon as we are in position, fire all torpedoes, and missiles at its engines."

"Understood, sir. Rerouting additional power now! Also, the primary weapon is charged at 88%!"

The Betrayal's Karma began picking up more speed and its thrusters now at full. The turbolasers started firing at its highest rate and torpedoes were launching at prime speed. Such new ships as the Betrayal's Karma was ought to be much improved than older ships. As the ship began coming quicker and closer to the enemy fleet, the shield's damage was rising.

Console aboard Betrayal's Karma

Spoiler

• Shields: 73%
• Engines: 100%
• Hull: 100%
• Crew: 37,750/37,750
• Life Support Systems: 100%
• Weapons Systems: 100%
• Primary Weapon (charging): 88%
• Drop Pods: 20/20 Functional
• Octuple-Barbette Heavy Turbolaser Batteries: 24/24 Functional
• Long-range Turbolasers: 40/40 Functional
• Turbolaser Batteries: 60/60 Functional
• Heavy Turbolaser Batteries: 60/60 Functional
• Heavy Ion Cannons: 25/25 Functional
• Point Defense Laser Cannons: 260/260 Functional
• Flak Cannons: 12/12 Functional
• Assault Concussion Missiles: 40/40 Functional
• Advanced Proton Torpedo: 40/40 Functional
• Heavy Tractor Beams: 10/10 Functional

 

[Zyrias Pax]

Objective: 2
Location: Inside one of the prisons, playing Truth or Dare
Allies: [member="Kur"] [member="Reginald Frederickson"]
Enemies: Mandalorians [member="Cynthia Raxis"] [member="Teagan Stoirm"] [member="Cassiopeia Caranthyr"] @Karvan @Calnov, anyone else on Objective 2
Post: 4

“Okay your turn,” said Zyrias, bored out of her gourd and ready to do just about anything to pass the time.

“I will take a dare now.”

“No, no, no. You’re supposed to ask me, Rimkin.”

“Okay, Truth or Dare.”

Hmmm, Zyrias tugged at her lower lip while she thought of her answer. “Dare.”

“I dare you to kiss the Mandalorian.”

“Hahahaha. You’re a fast learner. Either that or you would like to see me punched in the face.” But a dare was a dare, and the teenager, pumped up on bravado and foolish pride would pull herself from where she sat on the cold durasteel floor and slowly approached the Mandalorian. She lifted her hazel eyes to his but did not kiss him yet.

“You know, I heard that if any of the clans board the ship to save us, the Pirates will start executing prisoners.”

“Izzat so?” he grunted out.

“Yeah, you got anything that we can use in case that starts happening?” Since Zyrias was technically one of the pirates, she had a retractable holdout blaster, but she became concerned that she might need something else. Another grunt, and he opened her palm, depositing the handle of a crude shiv on it.

“Thanks,” she said and lifted her toes to give him a peck on the cheek.

“I meant on the lips,” complained the Sullustan.

“Too bad, you pervy Rimkin. You weren’t specific enough.”

 

[Rory Baccus]

Objective: 1
Allies: [member="Kaine Australis"] , Mandalor
Enemies: Pirates, [member="Ivor Eyes Inquaart"]
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Remus was alone once again. He didn't mind though, people usually slowed him down anyways. He typically went about his business alone, as the Mandalorians didn't have that many warriors that specialized in guerrilla warfare. The Z-95 headhunter he nabbed off of the merc the pirates hired was very uncomfortable, but luckily, gas saving and fast. He would be there soon, where he would land with an entrance code. What they weren't expecting was him, or the charges fitted to the fuel tank. They definitely weren't expecting him though, because he is reported K.I.A. by who he used to work for, which was a terrorist group. Little does the galaxy, other than the terrorists and the Mandalorians, which bought him, that he only lost an arm in the explosion. He was, of course, given a new arm and given heightened abilities then sold off for his experience. The Mandalorians are much better than the terrorists, though. They treat Remus much better and don't just use him to plant bombs. They were also his own species, which his mother and the father he never knew were, so it felt like a sort of reunion with his own kind. He has real rank, and isn't always fighting. Still, they had many more enemies, but that was also a great thing, because Remus loves killing. The hunt is great, and even better with a worthy opponent, which he finds much more accessible with the Mandalorians. Now, he's been sent to kill a literal feth-ton of pirates. Talk about a good gig.

Remus was nearing their main ship.

The comm in the Z-95 said, "Entry code please?"

Rory replied, in his usual gruff voice, "8576309."

The comm said, "Access granted. Permission to land."

Rory had finally made it. He can now say that he's finished half of his mission. Now for the fun part. He landed, and inspectors walked towards the Z-95 to, well, do their job. One started to climb up the side to open the glass windshield. He noticed that it wasn't the guy that they hired. Rory quickly drew back his arm, then thrusted forward, bunching a large piece of sheet metal off of the ship and launching it, as well as the inspector at least ten feet. He drew his DL-44 and fired on the rest, hitting them all in the chest, killing them. He then put it back in his holster and drew his 9118 heavy Blaster Carbine with a thermal detonator attachment, and walked through a door to the next room. He pulled a small device out of his pocket. He felt it in his hand. He thought of all the trouble he had been through. He thought of how he was finally fighting for a cause he believed in. He thought about the hunt that was about to ensue. He felt alive, happy and energized. "For Mandalore." He whispered to himself. He pushed the button, and heard the landing bay explode from the charges, being enhanced by the Z-95's fuel. "Now this is where the fun begins!"

 

[Yasha Cadera]

Location: Hell Wolf Star Cruiser
Objective: 1
Allies: [member="Kaine Australis"] [member="Cassiopeia Caranthyr"] [member="Quoron Mantis"] [member="Teagan Stoirm"] [member="Cynthia Raxis"] [member="Kaden Mantis"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Parja-Kal"] [member="Brent Warnel"] [member="Gerarich Thanor "][member="Karsan Calnov"] [member="Tusk"] [member="Skosk Fett"] [member="Rory Baccus"]
Enemies: [member="Ivor Eyes Inquaart"] [member="Kur"] [member="Ravaj Jaricck"] [member="Ariela"] [member="Zyrias Pax"] [member="Kogra"] Reginald Frederickson [member="Kadesh Scythe"], @Hllim’Izun’situur

The pirate’s flagship was mammoth. ​

​

Mand’alor the Infernal was not about to feel fear over a 17 km ship attempting to steal her people. ​

“Welcome to the battle, Thanor. I’m sure the hutuun’e will be glad for our reception, eh?” Mand’alor the Infernal’s voice hit the comm link for Gerarich Thanor’s ship, having been open to the channels coming in and out of the system.

“Mando’ade, prepare to fire. We buy our vode time to rescue the captives. Calnov, Fett, stack bodies!” Yasha said to her command crew and into the comms of her Mando’ade. This was a situation for no quarter, nor mercy. Mandalorians captured, threatened and in their own space? No. The Hell Wolf would not see that day completed without victory for the Mandalorian Empire.

“Ma’am? Fire what?” A Lieutenant asked, looking up from his weapons’ console. Yasha raised her eyebrow and clicked her fingers.

“Replace him.” Yasha grimaced. The Lieutenant vacated his position and an Ensign rushed into the vacant post, keying in the screen.

“All for’ard weapons warming to fire, Mand’alor.” The Ensign chimed.

“Fire when ready. I want their engines atomized.” Yasha pointed at the engines of the massive pirate ship, and growled.

“Oya, Mand’alor.” The Ensign grinned underneath his buy’ce, tapping at his console, then with a whirr of energy from the bowels of the mighty Hell Wolf, as 6 fore-mounted Gravitic Cannons, 20 fore-mounted Quad-Particle Beams and several Quad Laser Cannons fired simultaneously at the bow of Captain Si Tronskjegg’s gargantuan ship.

He dared steal from Mandalore, and he would be bitten viciously for the indignation.

“Australis, steer your ships clear of my guns or your wife will receive a lovely widow's stipend.” Yasha’s voice carried only a hint of mirth, as the illumination strips of the Hell Wolf faded for a brief second, and a veritable fleet-ending conflagration volleyed out of its’ insane amount of vicious, ship-killing guns, cannons, and lasers.

 

[Quoron Cadera]

Objective: 1
Location: Near the hell wolf
Allies:[member="Rory Baccus"][member="Yasha Mantis"]@Gerarich Thanor [member="Kaine Australis"]
Assets:Dar'ramaanla Vorpan 1, Rekr 4

:"Orders from the Grand Admiral. Warm up the guns, ready the shields. link the targeting systems.":
The comm officer on the bridge of the Dar'ramaamla Vorpan was barking the orders relayed to him to the Rekr's that flanked the flagship.

:"This is the captain of rekr 1 reporting in. All systems are green, we are locked and loaded":

:"This is the captain of rekr 2 reporting in. All systems are green, and we are itching for a fight":

:"This is the captain of rekr 3 reporting in. All systems are green, our fly-boys are ready for some action":

:"This is the captain of rekr 4 reporting in. All systems are green, Grand Admiral your right flank":

The fleet was organized in a firing line formation with Rekr 1 and 2 to the left of the Verdant Immortal while Rekr 3 and 4 we stationed to the right of the Grand Admiral's flagship. Quoron Mantis strode on to the bridge hands behind his back and filled with a sense of pride in being part of this engagement.

"Brothers and sisters, we are going to destroy this ship and show the cost of resisting the Mandalorian Empire. Synchronize all cannons to fire in a ring on the hull of the enemy ship so that our fighters have a hole to enter so they can harass the ship. All fighters launch and prepare for the hole so you can rock them. Gunners are you locked"

The gunnery officer on the Verdant Immortal nodded to the Grand Admiral indicating that all other gunners had reported that they had targets locked.

"Fire on my mark. 3, 2, 1, MARK!!!!" With that the space was illuminated with the flash of laser bolts and rockets. With that the 40 prudi's as well as the 40 Mandolorian Brawlers formed a cloud of death and streamed toward the pirate's ship.

"I want 20 prudi's and 20 brawler's on one group and the other half as another group. Show these pirates their folly."

 

[Rory Baccus]

Objective: 1
Allies: Mandalorians, [member="Quoron Mantis"], [member="Yasha Mantis"], [member="Gerarich Thanor"], [member="Kaine Australis"]
​Enemies: Pirates, [member="Ivor Eyes Inquaart"]
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Remus was enjoying himself. At the moment he was using a genosian engineer as a shield, shooting his EE-1 from around it. Of course, they had to send in a bunch of people and make it less of a play session. Remus had attatched several charges to the nearly dead genosian, who was speaking and begging in broken basic for his life. Of course, Remus was one to spare, as he was speaking of his family. Remus secured him too his back and continued on the horde of enemies in front of him. Carrying around the genosian was no sweat, as he was at least under 80 pounds. Dodging blaster bolts was though, as the horde's leader was a gigantic wookie, standing at least 3 feet taller than him. He took out his 9118 heavy and handed his EE-1 to the genosian.

"I'm going to get you out of here. In order to do that, I need you to cover me." Remus said too him.

"Yes meesta." Said the genosian back.

Remus shot a detonator at the group, then flanked them, quickly taking out nearly all of them and leaving one disarmed wookie, still dangerous as hell. The wookie swung and threw his at least 8 feet backwards, disarming him. He got up, and threw a heavy punch with his stronger arm. It threw an at least 300 pound wookie into the air. He loved it. He grabbed his 9118 and finished the wookie. He went back and attached the genosian back too his back. He started questioning him.

"So, who's in charge of this ship?" Remus prodded.

"Masta Ivor iss in wenchrol uf thees vesel." Replied the genosian.

Remus had heard of Ivor. He was a famous mercenary, of course he knew him. What that meant was that he boarded the wrong ship. "Feth" He said too himself. He opened up his portable comm and contacted the nearest Mandalorian vessel. Apparently it belonged too a general named Kaine Australis. He made contact and asked, "This is Unit 036, permission to board ship?" He then took the genosian with him into a nearby escape pod, and launched, adjusting his trajectory for Kaine's ship. He would have to get this genosian some medical attention, as both of it's wings were gone, but he would live. Regardless, the question was if he would live, as the ships were firing at each other and he was going through the crossfire.

 

[Ravenfire]

Rex was onboard the snaggletooth and had sat most of the battle out. But he had enough, which was when he got a call on his comm link from Kaine's crusier. "What's up?" "Kaine is aboard the pirate ship" "He's what, oh kark that is the ship that is about to go boom, okay give me 5 to get him outta there." He would then go and find one of the gunships still aboard the craft. "Perfect."

He started up the gunship checked it's weapons and defences all of them where green and good to go. It then lifted out of the hanger and headed towards the pirate ship destroying a few fighters along the way. He finally got it to a hanger of the pirate ship destroying anything within it's path. Then Rex got on Kaine's comm's "Aliit alor I am here, hurry your ass up, this ship isn't going to last." He turned the ship and dropped it's access port. "Come on [member="Kaine Australis"] we ain't got all day."

 

[Quoron Cadera]

Objective: 1
Location: Near the hell wolf
Allies:Rory BaccusYasha Mantis@Gerarich Thanor Kaine Australis
Assets:Dar'ramaanla Vorpan 1, Rekr 4

He sat back seeing the destruction and chaos that was inside the pirate's ship. "This battle is won, it's time to enjoy the fireworks. All fighter and bomber squadrons begin your attack runs on the weak portions of the ship. Rekr's coordinate your cannons and rake the hull with fire." He strode away from the bridge and toward the hanger.

He began to tap on his arm and a basilisk whirred to life in the main hanger. He was feeling cramped in the bridge. It is time for a walk. The lift doors opened to reveal a squadron of basilisks ready to rock. "I am going for a trip to Yasha's ship. As soon as I am clear of the ship hail Yasha and tell her I am coming for a visit. and to please open the doors. I do not want to get stuck in space." With that, he mounted the war droid and felt the calming sensation of the droid moving underneath him. He pressed a button on his comlink and the hanger doors opened and he flew toward the massive hell wolf. As he came closer the true size and magnitude of the Mandalore's ship became apparent. Shortly after that, he arrived at the hanger.

"[member="Yasha Mantis"] I am here if you want to let me in"

 

[Yasha Cadera]

Objective: 1
Allies: [member="Kaine Australis"] [member="Rory Baccus"] [member="Gerarich Thanor "][member="Quoron Mantis"] [member="Rex Taff"]
Enemies: Not Many Left. Huzzah!

“Mand’alor, [member="Kaine Australis"] and [member="Rory Baccus"] are still aboard the Lady Edith.” The Comm officer looked up at the Infernal, whose snarl broke the near quiet of the Hell Wolf’s Command deck.

“Frakking Australis.” Yasha pursed her lips and held up her hand to stop the barrage of her gravity cannons. They were already doing their part, vast swathes of the Lady Edith’s hull being pulled off into the miniature singularities before they faded.

“Back us from the Edith. Patch me my brother.” Yasha waited for the comm officer’s nod, before chiming into Quo’s direct MBE. “Quo, you’ spacewalking? I’ve got a couple of stragglers on the Lady Edith, care to pick them up on your way over? I’ll make tea.”

Yasha quipped, a light smirk on her face. The reports filtering in showed her the Mandalorian captives were being saved, and the surface to space gun was being taken by her riduur and his force. Good. The Mandalorian Empire was fighting off an aggressor and Yasha had faith in her peoples’ ability to save each others’ shebs.

“Remus! I’ve got Quoron on a bes’uliik to pick you up. You’re going to have to space jump through the wreckage. We’re blowing the ship. Repeat. We are blowing the ship.”

Yasha nodded to the weapons stations, and they began firing on the Lady Edith once again. By the time the Mand’alor was finished, there would be nothing left but cinders and enough of a platform for Remus and his Geonosian to be rescued.

“Call our people home.”

 

[Ravenfire]

Rex would be on board the Gunship ready to lift off. Kaine called out wait. Rex would turn in his seat. "What's wrong?" That was before he saw the slave running behind Kaine. The slave still had a chain attached. Rex said something quite nasty. "Kaine take the ship I will get our boy onboard." Rex then used the force to make his legs move faster as he sprung outta the ship.

Rex would speed past Kaine moving faster than the mando could ever hope for. He scooped up the slave. As he began running back to the Gunship. "Come on lets get you outta here and then from there you can decide what you wanna do next." Rex rushed up the ramp the slave still in his arms. He put the man down and cut his chain. throwing it out before calling out "Take us away Kaine." He hoped the old general knew how to fly. If not he would take over and fly them outta there.

[member="Kaine Australis"]

 

[Gerarich Thanor]

Objective: 1
Allies: Mandalorians, [member="Yasha Mantis"], [member="Quoron Mantis"], [member="Kaine Australis"], [member="Ivor Eyes Inquaart"], [member="Rex Taff"]


With incoming news and reports of the enemy fleet's flagship being at critical health, the Betrayal's Karma has decided to finish off some stray starfighters. Roaming across the battlefield and trying to avoid the wreckage. The involvement of the Star Destroyer was not much, only a few turbolaser strikes and some bombardment on the Lady Edith.

Captain Gerarich watched as the point defense laser cannons continually firing at either the escaping starfighters or at some pirate souls trying to act brave. He called out...

"One of you officers just sitting, report to me what's happening. Spare me the details and just tell me a summary."

"Well, sir, basically the battle is over and Yasha Mantis is beginning to call our armies back home."

"Understood lieutenant, we will stay just for a half an hour and capture any pirate survivors here then return home. Tell that to the rest of the crew the battle is won."

A fine clear glass of Chimbak wine was brought to Captain Thanor for an early celebration. The turbolasers and half of the torpedo launchers have been deactivated to go under some small repairs. Even 1/5 of the crew is being allowed to celebrate a little early too in the Star Destroyer's mess hall. Many of the crew was inexperienced, but Captain Thanor hoped battles like these will make them more battle effective in the future.

 

[Quoron Cadera]

Why did he have to get sent out into the space cucumber of death? Fine, he would save the stuck mando. With a few taps on his comlink, some of the war droids went into the ship and quo was still sitting outside the ship. "Yasha I really hope you have some tea on that ship! I have not eaten today and I really would like some refreshments. Oi! Ships give me fireworks!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WhPvJOnHotE