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Private Alls Well.... That Ends Well!






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TAGS: John Shepherd John Shepherd



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On the remote planet of Doan, a world shrouded in the mysteries of its ancient history, a notorious band of pirates has carved out a treacherous haven. The sky above is perpetually dim, with heavy clouds that rumble ominously, casting the landscape in a muted, foreboding light. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and salt, for their stronghold lies near a jagged coastline, where the restless sea crashes against the black, rocky cliffs.

Nestled within a hidden cove, partially obscured by dense, twisted vegetation and rocky outcroppings, lies the pirates' lair—a collection of dilapidated structures made from scavenged materials and shipwrecked vessels. The heart of their base is an old, but formidable starship, retrofitted to serve as both their command center and primary means of escape. Rusted panels and flickering lights give it an aura of decay, yet it brims with the potential for power.

This ship, known as The Reaver, is a behemoth of a vessel, once a proud battleship but now a ghost of its former self, retooled for piracy. It sits on a crude landing platform, its engines cold and silent, yet every line of its scarred hull speaks of the power it could wield if brought back to life. Around it, the pirates bustle, sharpening their blades, tending to their gear, and keeping a wary eye on the horizon, ever alert for those who might threaten their dominion.

The leader of this ragtag group, a fearsome and cunning pirate captain, watches over his crew from the deck of The Reaver, his silhouette stark against the stormy sky. He is a man with a reputation for cruelty, his name whispered in fear across the Outer Rim. His presence here, on this desolate world, signals an opportunity for those bold enough to challenge him—a chance to claim The Reaver for their own, if they can survive the wrath of its current masters.

This is the scene that greets any who dare to approach: a haven of scoundrels and thieves, guarding a prize of immeasurable value. It is a place where the line between hunter and hunted is blurred, and only the strongest will leave unscathed.

 

Location: Doan
Tags: Braze Braze




A pirate sat on top of an outcropping overlooking the Pirates Lair below keeping an eye out for any suspicious movement or anything out of the ordinary, he had done this many times and had never heard or seen anything out of the ordinary. With each passing day of this his brain began to slip more and more often his mind going to other tasks and thoughts more often, sadly this was his undoing, the soft steps of armored footsteps came from behind him, as quiet as a large feline but loud enough to be caught by keen ears. Before the pirate realized what he had heard the crack of his neck snapping echoed gently over the cove, as soft as a feathers fall.

John took his place on the rise and took out his own binoculars, scanning over the encampment looking at the troop size and any weaknesses or gaps in their defenses. His eyes loomed over the man that led the operation, causing the man to turn and spit into the sand behind him, a thought on the forefront of his brain, Scum.

The storm cackled in the background, sand and dust beginning to stir around John as he kept his eyes on the Cove, lifting his head for a brief moment to look at the storm, his eyes moving towards forearm, tapping his gauntlet a holo-image of the surrounding area and accurate presentation of the storm appeared, an estimated 30 minutes until it was on top of the cove. Perfect time to strike at the heart of this Pirate operation.

 






The storm's rumble grew louder, the wind whipping sand into the air around John as he felt the first cold raindrops sting his face. As he refocused, a voice broke the silence.

"Ew... gross... Spitting is so nasty," Braze muttered from a few meters away, his expression one of mild disgust.

"Hands to the skies mister!" Braze squeaked from behind the man. He wasn't sure who this was but he certainly seemed to be up to something. Friend or foe had yet to be seen.
 

Location: Doan
Tags: Braze Braze




Without turning around John just muttered, "Yeah, and what are you gonna do if I don't?" his focus remained onto the Cove below, his ears perked for the sounds of the figure behind him. A twinge of movement in the wrong way and he would be able to react, but he had no intentions of doing anything hasty, feeling something in his gut he knew better then to shoot first and ask questions later, usually his preferred method but things felt.... different.

"Boy if you have any two sense left in ya' you'd better sneak up on someone then announce your presence so.... uncaringly. You have no idea what I am capable of or whether or not I have any backup plans for just this occasion.... Maybe your foot is laying straight on a mine and the moment you lift it, boom, no more you. Or maybe I have a friend that you didn't catch just waiting for me to tell them they can pull the trigger and add to the mess of bodies about to be stacked. But no you just waltz up to some stranger like you own the place."

John let a sigh before finally turning his full attention to the man, "Now before you get all trigger happy, I reckon you ain't with them, so what are you doing in the bum-middle of nowhere?"

 




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Gear



Sabers: Training lightsaber [Normal] | Gauntlet Shield [Katar + Shield] | Corsage [Dueling Foil +Gun] | Calypso [Hand an a half + Board Saber] | Sentry [Parrying Dagger] | Requiem [Light Foil] | Echo [Two handed with Crossguard] | Resurgence [Two handed with Crossguard] | Whirlwind [Chin Kama] | Twilight [Polearm] | Nightshade [Throwing Knives]

Crystals:Amplification | Serenity | Phantom Ghostfire | Frostheart | Entropite | Tiger's Fang | Mindshatter | Echos | Mestare
Melee: Knife

Ranged:
Guns & Bows: Fang |G.O.O. Gun | Phantom |
Thowing : GA- E.G.G.S.


Equipped Gear:
Lightveil Circlet | Charms x3 | Ring | Amulate | Brace -Left Arm | FFS- Utility Belt | Light Armor [Integrated in to armor | Boots | Gauntlets | Mask | ]

Other Items:
| Survival Kit |

Ships: Ashwing - Starfighter




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Braze wasn't quite a 'man' by most near-human standards, but by Mandalorian ones, he might be seen as a young adult; by Echani measures, he was old enough to be in the military. The 14-year-old, short, half-Echani boy had a mischievous grin plastered on his face—a grin that reeked of youthful overconfidence and the satisfaction of having outmaneuvered someone older and seemingly wiser. In his hands, he held a strange, ornate object, its design intricate and almost otherworldly, pointed directly at the man before him.

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"I could ask you the same question," Braze chirped, his voice laced with a blend of arrogance and curiosity. "I suppose it's fair to say we're both a little out of place here, aren't we? But I'm not one to shed tears over a few pirates." He practically purred the last word, his tone dripping with a playful disdain.

Braze's smirk widened, his eyes dancing with the thrill of having gotten the drop on this stranger. "I'm out here scouting, keeping an eye on things… and you? What's a man like you doing in a place like this?" His voice carried a teasing edge, as if he were toying with the idea that the stranger might be up to something far less noble. The thrill of the moment, the adrenaline coursing through him, made him feel untouchable, like he could take on the whole galaxy and win.


 

Location: Doan
Tags: Braze Braze




John just raised his brow at the 'man' letting out a soft sigh as he shook his head, "Did that question seem as ridiculous to you as it does to me?" John asked this as he returned his gaze back to the dozens of pirates scattered in the cove below the pair. He couldn't believe he let some little twerp get the drop on him, he had gone lax on his security due to the fact that they were in such a remote area of the planet and were at the mouth of a Pirates den, he didn't expect anyone to come for this scout for at least a few hours, sloppy. With all of this though he felt deep in his gut that the boy wasn't affiliated with the scum that made their home beneath.

"Okay bud, there are a lot of bad guys that have done awful things to innocent people, and they have something that could be useful so I'm planning on giving them an old fashion throw-down and take care of the issue at the heart. I don't think that this will be a safe place for an ankle biter like you in the next quarter of an hour."

He didn't want to demean the kid, but he also didn't want to be the reason he got hurt, the grizzled man had seen and done a lot in his lifetime and didn't plan on passing some of this down to the young teen behind him. Maybe spare him from the harshness of the galaxy for a few more minutes, spare someone from the horrors of greed, at the end of the day it always boiled down to greed.

 




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TAGS:
Gear



Sabers: Training lightsaber [Normal] | Gauntlet Shield [Katar + Shield] | Corsage [Dueling Foil +Gun] | Calypso [Hand an a half + Board Saber] | Sentry [Parrying Dagger] | Requiem [Light Foil] | Echo [Two handed with Crossguard] | Resurgence [Two handed with Crossguard] | Whirlwind [Chin Kama] | Twilight [Polearm] | Nightshade [Throwing Knives]

Crystals:Amplification | Serenity | Phantom Ghostfire | Frostheart | Entropite | Tiger's Fang | Mindshatter | Echos | Mestare
Melee: Knife

Ranged:
Guns & Bows: Fang |G.O.O. Gun | Phantom |
Thowing : GA- E.G.G.S.


Equipped Gear:
Lightveil Circlet | Charms x3 | Ring | Amulate | Brace -Left Arm | FFS- Utility Belt | Light Armor [Integrated in to armor | Boots | Gauntlets | Mask | ]

Other Items:
| Survival Kit |

Ships: Ashwing - Starfighter




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The odd object in the boy's hand ignited with a sudden, vibrant hum, casting a pink hue as the lightsaber blade burst forth from the intricately curved hilt. The design was very likely, unlike anything John had seen—delicate, almost elegant, yet undeniably lethal.

"I'll have you know," the boy's voice carried a confident edge, "I am a decorated war vet who assisted in capturing the war criminal Marlon Sularen Marlon Sularen ." The half-Echani, though small in stature, carried himself with a surprising authority that belied his years. There was no doubt in his tone, no room for disbelief.

The boy didn't wait for validation. "Perhaps you might enjoy a bit of a distraction to get the job done a little easier?" The devious glint in his eyes was unmistakable. "Maybe take their junker for a joy ride~?" The suggestion came with a mischievous grin, the kind that promised chaos but also a lot of fun.
 

Location:Doan
Tags: Braze Braze



John's eyes looked at the blade almost with the look of small disinterest as his gauntleted hand made it the bridge of nose, Fething Jedi. The older man let out a gentle sigh as he stood up placing his binoculars back into its pouch as he took his rifle that was slung across his shoulder.

"Okay listen to me bub, I'm not gonna sit here and take the run around from you, and especially do not expect me to follow your word mindlessly like some others around this galaxy do as soon as they see one of those fancy blades ignite like their not a credit a dozen these days." John seemed almost a little agitated by this new found revelation, though he tried to hide it at least a little bit.

Turning back towards the bridge the grizzled soldier knelt down and placed a helmet over his head, almost perfectly timed with the storm kicking up dust and raging on top of them causing the visibility to become less than 10 meters in front of ones face. "If you want to help now's the time to kick ass and take some names and show these pirates justice for their crimes."

 






Braze perked up at that.
"If you want to help now's the time to kick ass and take some names and show these pirates justice for their crimes."


"Hell yeah. I've got your back, don't worry. I'm a good flank guard to have nearby," Braze chirped excitedly.

He hopped down off his rock and came closer, seemingly ready to follow the man into a brawl of chaos. He appeared almost excited at the prospect of bloodlust, which was perhaps a tad concerning. But he did look like an Echani, after all, and probably fancied himself a fine little warrior.

 

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