Ain't Nothin' Like Taxes! (Free Colonies/Open)

[RC 212]

Spoiler

Jack Raxis​

[member="Abric Korne"]​

[member="Kaeda Vevut"]​

[member="Rhodessa"]​

[member="James Justice"]​

[member="Jagen Wren"]​

[member="Kath"]​

[member="Nyx"]​

[member="Kei Garnik"]​

[member="Thid Qaal"]​

[member="X30-20G"]​

[member="Blacktail"]​

[member="Gray Raxis"]​

[member="Audren Sykes"]​

[member="Qarai"]​

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There is nothing like taxes, and the people of Annaj Had had enough of them. For about a year the new powers that be Baron Von Sigil and his local forces were in complete control of the trade business. He had charged extra fee's for docking, levied a twenty five percent tax on goods, and locked up all the fuel with armed guards.

The going rate for a fuel cell was triple what it was in the core, and that was just guestimation. A lucky job had come through the holonet, insiders looking for fuel cells to be smuggled in. The choke-hold was killing business, no one docked, repaired or even cam near the system.

Jack Raxis and company had arranged a little fleet action to get the good where they needed to go. Except when they touched down, the planet broke out in pure chaos. The fleet was split up as the local asked for their help.

They found themselves in the middle of a Revolution.....

Stuff to do:

1.) Dockyards, The fuel cells are under heavy guard by the Barons forces. Steal them and get them back to the people at the smugglers den across town.

2.) Tax house: The credits from the Barons men are kept here. Local miltia forces are assaulting it. Torch the place and get the credits out to the people.

3.) The Barons Palace: Baron Von Sigil fortified his elaborate Palace with extra guards. It's a weak structure with one wall around it and a gate. Get in there and take him to the streets. The Militia can determine his fate.

4.) The shipyards: Pirates were here! Steal the Government ships! All of them!

 

[X30-20G]

Stuff I do:1


X30's large Frigate had landed in the Docks,the droid knew it's job,it was gonna do what it did best..steal. It had a group of Security droids with it,they were stolen from one of the Hutts.The plan was simple,the Security droids will fire on the guards,providing a distraction.During this distraction X30 would sneak past the guards,take the fuel cells,and leave a few bombs just to give them a little surprise.And ain't nothing was gonna get in X30's way.

 

[Jagen Wren]

Nothing like a revolution to brighten a bad day.

Jagen Wren, Knight of Clan Raxis and member of the Free Colonies had gathered a rather small pirating fleet in a nearby system. With him inside of a Marauder-class Corvette, he had four squadrons of freelance starfighters and a few patrol ships to screen away any enemy starfighters.

He walked into the bridge and opened a com frequency to the fleet "Our primary objective is to capture the shipyards and the ships that are docked there, shock troopers to their pods, we have two minutes before the scheduled jump." Wren said as he sat down in the command chair, getting reports from disgruntled mercenaries.

When the time came he re-opened the channel, "All ships prepare to make the jump to hyperspace on my mark." He said as one of the operators sent out the order when he waved his hand, and streaks of light appeared out of the viewports as the ship jumped to lightspeed, followed by the rest of the fleet.

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[member="Jack Raxis"]​

 

[X30-20G]

Objective 1

After paying the docking fee,the droid made a note in it's databanks to shoot the guy who took it's credits.It began approaching the locked up room,it stared at the group of guards infront of the door.It knew what it would do.It threw a smoke grenade,and the security droids fired.X30 jumped onto a balcony where some nearby guards were stationed.It blasted the guards before they could yell,and grabbed some keys.It then ran to the nearby door and unlocked it,the screams of the guards behind the droid.

 

[RC 212]

[member="X30-20G"] [member="Jagen Wren"]

Objective #2
Location: The Streets!

Chaos was unfolding. Militia stood up at the last moment had gone out into the streets. Jack had managed to land The Rogue and one Action IV full of Clan Raxis warriors and a handful of fuel Cells. when the ramp opened they had been recruited into the mess. The militia needed help at a local tax house, supposedly where this Baron Kept his treasure troves of creds and other items. Jack was more than happy to Oblige.

With determination he marched through the streets, Besk'ad in hand. He was flanked by two Clan Raxis warriors, each with face painted and black and red armor donned. They were fierce warriors, animals almost. As they roared, Jack skewered another guard on his blade, dropping his body with a kick and a growl.

The force was coming loose in him. He found he was beginning to enjoy battle, less finicky with the blood and guts and more invigorated by them.

"Charge the gates!"

Jack nodded, as the militia commander surged forwards. They were all armed with Slughtrowers and anti ballistic vests. Not very good, but enough to survive.

Jack met the wall around the tax house with blinding speed. The Bloody Besk'ad sheathed quickly and his gloved hands reached out, grasping loose stone. Like a flowing river he climbed hand over hand foot over foot as the gates came under attack. They were getting close.

And then he was on the walls, perched like a silent animal, waiting to strike.

 

[Qarai]

Objective 3 - The Baron and I will talk...

Annaj. The planet was essentially a backwater world, rife with the type of people who strove for a better life, then got trampled on by those of a higher station. Qarai was born to a higher station, he was born into one of the wealthiest and most powerful families of Serenno, much to their current dismay. He was not, however, an ordinary noble. He bore the official title of Viscount, he was given a stipend by his family to essentially stay away, but neither of those told of who Qarai was, they simply spoke to who Thelonius Teramo had been. Qarai was an up and coming pirate, scourge of a dozen systems at the least. He wouldn't call himself a villain, though he was also decidedly not a hero. He occupied the in between areas of life.

"Keeper, I'll take another glass." he said as he pushed his empty glass across the bar. He had just finished one of the most delectable bantha sandwiches he'd ever tasted and wanted to savor it with another pint of some local ale. The barkeep was quick to provide the libation to the one who had become quite the lucrative customer. "Thank you, kind sir." He said, raising the pint in salute, then taking a sip. He turned in his chair and leaned back against the wall. He always liked to take the corner spot on the bar, nearest the wall. It invariably gave him the best vantage on the other patrons and left him protected by slight shadows. He turned his attention to these other patrons and nursed his drink as he did. His ship was refueling at the moment, they had sold off cargo to a fence at a pirate station just outside the system, then came in for some liberty and refueling.

A young lass with wild, red hair passed by, moving to clean up a table recently vacated. He threw a passing wink to her and received the most delightful blush in return, one that brought out the best in her green eyes and freckles. Yes, Annaj was a very pleasant place to visit. He'd have to make sure his criminal activities stayed clear from here for as long as possible.

 

[Seanna Vel]

Objective 2
Location: Streets and For the People

Annaj this planet was still one she knew very well in the time she spent in the Lord of the Fringe. Even so her own eyes dance at the face that after the group left so much had taken place nothing for the good. Even then once more she couldn't help but know where they was talking about for the people to be free of those Baron once in for all. Even now she was in her full armor. Her guns was out making quick work on those around her even so she couldn't help but smile upon her lips. Knowing that each time her own found its target that met one step closer to freedom among these people.

As she let herself work her way to [member="Jack Raxis"] coming from the other way after all she let some memoirs. Even so she did have a plan or was it she was hoping that others would come beside just her an Jack. Knowing that this would be a great day a great day for all to know that Clan Raxis has came to help liberate.

Coming to be

 

[X30-20G]

The droid knew that things had just gone down,so it knew it had to work quickly.It ran into the room,blasters draw.It blasted a guard in the head,as it threw a grenade,blowing up a large group of them.The droid jumped down,as it grabbed the fuel cells,and placed them in it's backpack,it jumped back onto the balcony,throwing a few remote detonators on the ground,and running out of the room.

 

[Katelyn Feanor]

[member="X30-20G"] [member="Jagen Wren"] [member="Jack Raxis"]

Chaos. It was the bane of Law and Order. Yet, it could be something welcomed and loved if the 'Law' and 'Order' were akin to those of a severe tyranny or Communist regime. The power of Law was given to the Rich along with the power of trade. With both, you could govern a nation but you couldn't govern the nation forever. No, all national governments did end eventually...either through Chaos, Tyranny...or just the expire of a ruling government needed. These conflicts, they always would have blood...such was the nature of Chaos and Tyranny that broke down and destroyed so many nations.

Objective #4

Chaos was erupting upon the streets. Bodies were strewn around the streets, some were clawing at the rocky streets like madmen, their bloodied hands covering the rocks in blood. Explosions rocketed throughout the street as fires raged, some catching fire to running militia members while others stroke gasoline, igniting rivers of fire.

Crates and sandbags were thrown up around the entrance to a walled shipyard. Two machine gun turrets were lined on either side of the sandbags, both of them manned by a single Baron soldier. The street towards the entrance was shielded on both sides by stone buildings now in ruins, offering cover to the machine gun fire. Despite the cover and superior numbers, the militia was pinned down due to a 30 yard dash to the entrance of the shipyards.


Katelyn walked down the street, her leather jacket covering up armor underneath by the gentle sway of the jacket as she walked towards the shipyards. Katelyn had taken a ride with her friend, [member="Gray Raxis"], towards the planet. As she walked down the streets, she was reminded of the First Order and what they did...but it was better to remember what they had done rather then still do it for those genocidal imperialist freaks, who believed 'peace' came through genocide.

A pistol was clenched in Katelyn's right hand while the other held a stun baton taken from a dead Baron Soldier. Her right hand turned even whiter than it already was due to how tight she was holding it, as if it was an lifeline. A Baron soldier was crawling upon the ground, his hand clawing at the air as if to grab something. Katelyn brought up the pistol and fired, the bullet ripped through the hand of the soldier and then buried it's self into the eye of the soldier..killing him off in a pool of his own blood and misery.

The sounds of yelling came from the right, causing Katelyn to turn before being tackled by a Baron soldier who was wrestling with her for the gun. The soldier was starting to choke Katelyn before a foot launched him off and a few feet away. Katelyn stood back up to her full height just as the Baron Soldier was before receiving a bullet in both knee-caps, causing him to collapse to his knees and then the ground in pain, unable to stand due to his knee-caps being blasted out.

Katelyn's hazel eyes swiveled around as she heard the noise of repeating gun-shots within the distance sounding similar to an energy-based repeating gun.

The militia!! That must be where they're at. At least the 'reinforcements' are taken care of for the moment. Now, onto the real objective. Stealing the government vessels...hopefully without damaging them but I shouldn't promise myself that. Seeing as how I've had bad luck with vessels crashing when I'm on them.

 

[X30-20G]

Objective 1

X30 walked out of the shipyards,to watch utter chaos unfold before it's very scanners.It watched as a Baron soldier blasted a group of Militia men,before a militia soldier smashed the soldier over the head,and beat him to death.Though it was fun to watch,the whole getting the fuel cells back became much harder.As the droid walked away,it remembered one of the things in its databanks.It pressed a button on the remote,and a loud boom was heard as the bombs blew up,that would provide a good enough distraction.Then the droid prayed it's ship wasn't broken.It began walking past the charging crowd of people running to the fires coming from the docks.

 

[Jagen Wren]

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The stars streaked once again as Wren's Marauder-class Corvette exited the blue vortex of hyperspace, followed by the patrol cruisers and starfighters that made up the rest of the fleet. Wren took a moment to assess the situation before he gave out tactical orders.

Unfortunately the government of Annaj had their own fleet to protect the shipyards, which consisted of an old Victory II-class Star Destroyer, two Tartan-class patrol cruisers, and about six squadrons of TIE/LN starfighters.

This was a real issue given that the Marauder-class was not built to take on actual warships, Wren hatched a brilliant plot in his mind, it started with him opening a wide-band communication channel with nearly the whole system; "This is Jagen Wren of the Free Colonies, we are requesting that any ship that can fight to head for the shipyards in orbit of Annaj, help us overthrow the corrupt government and free this system!" He said courageously.

Not even two minutes had passed when dozens of ships came out of lightspeed near their fleet requesting to help, Wren grinned and started barking orders to the fleet, "I want all starfighters to concentrate firepower on that Star Destroyer! Patrol ships give them screening from those TIEs, other ships take out those Tartans and then destroy that Destroyer!" He said as the fleets began firing at one another, which could be seen from the ground of the planet.

[member="Jack Raxis"] [member="Qarai"] [member="X30-20G"] [member="Seanna Vel"] [member="Katelyn Thanewulf"]

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[X30-20G]

As people ran,X30 continued walking through the crowd it saw a couple of Baron soldiers eyeing the droid suspiciously,one of them bumped into the droid,asking "What's in the bag,droid,where's your master,droid?" Where X30 decided,instead of wasting time,to shoot the man.The droid started sprinting,now as the other Baron soldiers opened fire.

 

[Qarai]

Objective 3 - The Baron and I will have a talk...

Qarai tipped the pint glass back to drain the last drops from it, then set it down on the bar and smiled at the lady tending tables. They had been passing glances back and forth for the better part of the past half hour. That meant it was time to decide if he'd be staying the night on the ship, or spending it ashore. He placed a few credits on the bar next to his empty glass, then stood with a smile aimed at the young red headed lass. He was just about to walk over to her and take the courting to the next level, when a pair of Baron's guards burst through the door.

"Everybody stay where you are, we have reports of renegades at this location. You will all submit to interrogation." The lead one, wearing the insignia of a sergeant, said to the room at large. He stepped forward, leaving the other to block the door.

Qarai looked around the room, most people looked quite cowed, as if the mere heraldry of the Baron depressed the once lively room. The only people who didn't look quite as cowed were Qarai (he cared little for the Baron of a backwater's word on anything), the waitress he was planning to court, and a table of youngish rapscallions who looked prepared to resist. The guards were armed and armored, while the rapscallions were in normal clothed and bore little more than a collection of cutlery designed to help in the simple tasks of peasant life. Qarai's eyes met the waitresses, he saw anger there, a fire inside that called to him. He wasn't going to let the room get slaughtered, which means that he was about to get his hands dirty. He threw a wink to his waitress, then turned to the guards and drew up to his full height and put on his biggest smile.

"Well, if it is a renegade you are looking for, gentlemen..." He laughed as he took an easy step forward and spread his arms wide. "Then you've had your unluckiest day yet." He waved his left hand back in between his own face and that of the guard sergeants. "Sleep." He said, pushing out with his mind at that of the sergeants. Resistance met him for a single moment, then fell apart as the sergeant collapsed to the ground limply. A collective gasp went around the room as Qarai continued to walk easily toward the guard at the door, who gaped at his sergeant. "You, you shall take me to see this Baron..." He told the remaining guard.

"No...you...you're under arrest..." This guard said, proving more resistant.

Qarai sighed as he approached the guard. He casually pulled a blaster out from it's holster, then shot the young guard square in the forehead, leaving a smoking hole there.

He paused for a minute, then turned to the room.

"Things'll be changing on this planet soon..." He started, his eyes alighting on the sergeant. "Do what you will with him, but at the very least tie him up." He then turned back to the waitress, whose eyes still smoldered but were also showing interest once again. Qarai stepped up to her, took her hand in his and placed a kiss on the back of it in an elaborate bow. He then looked back up into her eyes. "I shall be back." Then he turned and left the bar. He did not place a call to his ship, if things were starting to turn ugly they'd be needed to keep the ship out of impound. Besides, he should deal with this upstart noble himself. He made sure his pistols were holstered and his cutlass sheathed. Nautical throw back it might be, but its blade still cut.

 

[Gray Raxis]

Objective: 4

Gray had dropped off Kat somewhere in the city and was looking to land at the space port. He wanted to land there at least, but the defenses of the place were slaughtering militia. He frowned at that and got out of the pilot seat. He never flew himself anyways, so it didn't matter if he ditched now or not. He turned to his droid Key, the one who did the flying, and said, " Key, I'm going to go for a little walk. Lower the ramp and fly low over those turrets. Try not to get shot down and once you are passed close the ramp. You can go join cousin Jack or go find a good safe place to land or something after. I trust you on this." He patted the worried little droid who knew it's owner was about to do something stupid.

Gray was by the ramp door with his armor on, his blaster pistol strapped to his right leg, his infantry blaster in hand, and some frag grenades for the rifle strapped to his belt. He watched as the ramp was lowered and gunfire began to be directed his way. He loaded one of the frag grenades into the chamber on his rifle and ran off of the ramp. He launched a grenade at the turret furthest from him as he landed on top of the soldier at the turret he was closest to. He rolled as he landed to try to minimize the impact, but still felt some pain go through his legs. As he came up, he blasted the turret he was at until it was destroyed. He took cover as soldiers began to shoot at him from inside the space port. He put a hand up to the side of his helmet and said, " Hey Kat, tell the militia it is safe to move forward now. Oh and I forgot to mention this earlier, but you are pretty today as usual. Your butt is very firm." He turned his attention back to the soldiers shooting at him and began to shoot back.

[member="Katelyn Thanewulf"] [member="Jagen Wren"] [member="X30-20G"] [member="Seanna Vel"] [member="Qarai"] [member="Jack Raxis"]

 

[X30-20G]

Objective 1 [End],Objective 3 [Start]

The droid had finally made it to the Smuggler's den,it walked over to the keeper of items,and handed him the backpack.A loud scream was heard,as a man ran into the den,before being blasted apart by Baron forces. Many of the smugglers looked over,as a Baron soldier ran into the room,however just as he entered,the group of smugglers began blasting the baron soldier apart. "Well,everyone,they just attempted to kill us..hm..why don't we set up a game,whoever kills the most of those Barons gets to take the loot!" the droid yelled,as the large group of smugglers cheered and ran outside of the den,joining the militia in the battle.

 

[Katelyn Feanor]

[member="X30-20G"] [member="Qarai"] [member="Jagen Wren"] [member="Seanna Vel"] [member="Jack Raxis"]

Katelyn sprinted towards where the militia were held up at the moment, waiting for an opening. She turned her head over a corner of a wrecked piece of wall she was kneeling behind. Her hazel eyes came upon explosions ripping through the turrets and soldiers, which caused a small grin to form upon her face as she stood up from her position on her knees and walked into the alley way.

A shot went off from one of the soldiers, causing Katelyn to feel a streak of pain shoot through her right shoulder. Katelyn fired off three shots, two of the three bullets pierced the wounded soldier who was shooting at her. Katelyn's hazel eyes peered over to her right shoulder when the soldier fell upon the ground in a small pool of blood and shrapnel. Luckily, the bullet had only grazed her shoulder and not caused any serious harm.

Katelyn began to walk down the entry-way, keeping her pistol aimed towards where the turrets were previously before receiving the comn from [member="Gray Raxis"]. "Got it. Also, thanks for the compliment...that's like the fifth or sixth within the last two days, just saying!" Katelyn turned to face where the militia and rebels were out before shooting one shot into the air from her pistol to get all of the militia's attention seeing as how some of them were currently distracted. "Now, we unite..to PURGE the Baron's forces from the ship-yards. For FREEDOM!"

The militia and rebels gave off a 'hoo-ray' in praise and triumph over the small but great victory before charging behind Katelyn towards the shipyards.

Once inside, it was as if an army was waiting. Positioned throughout the compound, were two or three energy-based manned turrets. Along with soldiers filed throughout the ship-yards, spread out through the compound along with some being located within groups. Katelyn ducked behind the nearest wall which was the entrance into the ship-yards as a volley of laserfire went towards where she was just standing, killing any rebels who were in their path and too slow to move.

 

[X30-20G]

Objective 3

The blaster fire could be heard,many of the Smugglers had taken cover in an alley,as the baron's forces began driving everyone into cover.A baron heavy soldier kept them pinned down with a heavy machinegun turret,firing at the peoples cover. The droid accessed the comms,and contacted [member="Jack Raxis"].It exclaimed onto the comms "I need reinforcements down here,we're pinned down outside the baron's palace,they're giving us hell down here!" as the droid spoke,a Militia soldier attempted to flank the gunner,before being blasted to dust,the blaster fire continued,like a near endless stream.

[member="Katelyn Thanewulf"] [member="Gray Raxis"] [member="Qarai"] [member="Jagen Wren"]

 

[Audren Sykes]

Objective 3
The "Palace"

Audren...wasn't sure about this. Sure, he got that Baron von Sigil wasn't the greatest guy. In his position as the planet's leader he was downright toxic for the planet and for the people he was supposed to lead. That didn't mean that dispensing him to the mobs or stealing government ships was a good thing. Or handing out taxation credits to random people on the streets, for that matter. Overthrowing a government should be done carefully for the sake of all involved.

The biggest issue he saw was with the Baron. Breaking into the 'palace' would be little effort for a skilled group, even if it did have extra guards. But the Knight saw no benefit to simply handing the man over to the militia. Historically, the precedent was there to simply kill the former leader. Yet the crimes presented didn't fit the punishment, not even close. Jail time maybe, banishment at the most extreme ends of things. So he'd take the place. He'd find the man, he'd capture him and insist on the punishment fitting the crime. Not the best way to keep a low profile, but if he needed to make himself known to accomplish the task than so be it.

The palace was somewhat impressive. Extra guards were posted, which didn't worry the Sephi overly much. Nor did the wall, there were plenty of places to land inside and not even bother with it. He was fairly surprised to note the crowd outside the wall itself, as well as the gun nests firing incessantly. One of the gunners spotted the starfighter coming in for a landing behind the wall and opened fire. The shields, designed to protected against cannons, handled the blaster fire just fine. The nest, on the other hand, didn't handle the return fire all so well. The ion bolts made short work of the electronics in the nest and knocked out the gunners. They'd be out quite some time. While Audren didn't think the Baron deserved to be killed, he had no problem defending himself. The Sephi landed in the courtyard, sealed and locked his ship, and headed into the palace. He wore his normal robes, but carried his blaster carbine as well as pistol, knife, and lightsaber. This place was, after all, under attack.

 

[X30-20G]

Objective 3

After another man dropped dead,he decided he couldn't waste anymore time.He threw a grenade,blowing up the machine gunner,he then ran through the field,drawing the baron soldiers fire.As he did,the Militia opened fire,killing the guards.Once all the guards outside the palace were dead,they walked over to the palace door,placing a timed bomb,once the bomb had been placed they ran away,something was about to go boom.

[member="Katelyn Thanewulf"] [member="Gray Raxis"] [member="Qarai"] [member="Jagen Wren"] [member="Jack Raxis"]

 

[Qarai]

Objective 3 - The Baron and I will have a talk...

Sauntering was a skill that many attempted, but few did with style. Qarai was not ashamed to say that he had practised sauntering, and swaggering, in front of mirrors until he got the effect down. Mind you, he wasn't ashamed to admit this to himself, alone, in his own head. Even then, it was rare. Qarai held a grin on his mouth as he sauntered through the town. He was deeply in contact with the place in his mind and heart that felt the force most rawly. He had plans for this planet, and would much rather not have a dauntingly large murder count, so he was pushing his mentalism to the brink to take down people who go in his way in a way that wouldn't permanently harm them. For a man like Qarai, it was remarkable restraint, but he had a goal in mind, and taking down the Baron was a step toward that goal.

Some people had large, expansive goals. Some people had small goals, but lots of them. Qarai had an expansive goal, but let the small goals take up the majority of his time. They were often the most fun...and vivacious.

As Qarai drew closer to the Baron's estate, he heard blaster fire. That was both good and bad. It meant that there were people resisting the Baron and doing so proactively. Good, he had allies. Bad, he didn't trust allies he'd never met to not screw things up. It also meant that the guards were distracted. Good, the guards wouldn't be able to resist his abilities as well. Bad, friendly fire is never as friendly as it sounds.

Qarai stepped up to a corner and looked beyond to see the Baron's estate. He saw guards drawn up in a defensive position, with a handful of rebels opposing them. He also saw that both were decidedly indisposed with each other, and paying little heed to what was going on behind them. Qarai, then, decided to turn his mentalism to a different tac. He'd make himself harder to notice, by the simple expedient of casting an aura of blinding mundanity about himself. Any who gazed upon him, would feel instantly bored with it, were the tac to work.

Suffice it to say, it wasn't something he did very often.

He pushed out with the mundane aura, then walked, not sauntering anymore, towards the side of the estate. There were always back doors and servant entrances, Qarai would find one, and have a few words with the Baron.

Then have some of his liquor.

The house was pretty nice too, he might take that as well.

Qarai slipped past the battle easily enough, any who noticed him past the aura simply had no time for him, as someone else was shooting at them and trying to kill them.

It was all very "Blood for the Blood God" out front. The side was a bit quieter, and far more tense.

The aura got him very close to the trio of guards holding hastily made positions around a set of french doors (seriously should call them something else...maybe Alderanian Doors?).

The aura got him very close to the trio of guards holding hastily made positions around a set of alderanian doors, the other side of which held a breakfast nook or some such. Inevitably, though, even the mundane was noticeable to people fearing for their lives. The guards turned to him and aimed at him with their weapons.

"Stop right there!" The lead guard said, this one was a captain, female, and bore a striking resemblance to a young sergeant he had previously met. Without a second thought, Qarai ripped through the mind of one of the other guards and tore out the identity of the captain and her brother. "What are you doing here?" She said, eyes wide with nearly uncontrolled fear. It was obvious that this was more of a job to her, than a career. Good, that.

"Anibel, erm...Captain Sevaro, your brother Septin sent me. He is having trouble at the Hidden Shank Inn rounding up those renegades. He wanted me to beg the Baron for more guards..." Through the lie he wove some truths, not the name of the bar for certain, but the general story. He also wove several small pushes with the force, being finesse with this one where he had been force with her brother and the drooling guard on the other side of the Captain from him.

"Ummm..." She began, her mind trying to work out what it really felt, and what he was insinuating. He fed more power into the mental push, letting it slide past what defenses she had. "Go...go, ask the man yourself, but don't hold your breath." She said, a slightly glassy look coming over her eyes as she did. Qarai nodded, skipped merrily over the barricade and sauntered in through the alderanian doors.

He could hear blaster fire coming from the front and the far side of the building. He hoped very much that they didn't do too much damage to his future abode, but first he had to take it from its current owner. He slipped up the stairs from the kitchen, a servant set that led up to a study. Inside the study was the Baron, and the Guard commander as well.

"Who are you?" Baron von Sigil asked in a cold, angry voice. Qarai couldn't help but grin inwardly. This little backwater thought the only thing to being nobility was taking from your people. It was this type of people that had helped cement Qarai's desire for the simple life of a pirate.

"I, my dear Baron." Qarai started, almost sneering as he stressed the mans title. "I am Viscount Thelonius Teramo. You, my dear backwater Baron, are causing trouble with all the wrong sorts of people..."​ He continued, exuding an aura of foreboding and menace with his force abilities. As he drew on those abilities, he felt danger and other people in the building. The danger came from the front of the building, where no more people could be felt. He paused a moment, reaching out to the guard captain he had left behind. He fed her the urgent danger from the front, and the certain knowledge that no one was there. It was taxing, using his mental powers so much. It probably stole from his current aura to push the urgent need to handle what was likely a bomb at the front door to someone so far away. There were definitely reasons why Qarai didn't trust allies so easily.

"Viscount...Teramo...from Serenno?" The contemptible little Baron was confused now, and Qarai grinned. Now the battle of wits began.



[member="Katelyn Thanewulf"] [member="Gray Raxis"] [member="x30-20g"] [member="Jagen Wren"] [member="Jack Raxis"] [member="audren sykes"]