Attack on Cordialis (PM to join)

[Darth Vyrassu]

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Alright it’s time, the fleet is coming out of hyperspace soon. You’ve got your objectives and you know what to do. So let's get it started!​

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OBJECTIVE 1​

Engage the Jedi fleet in orbit with our Sith Armada. Take down their capital ships, use starfighters to defend our capital ship the Retribution.​

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OBJECTIVE 2​

A handful of sith will take a dropship down to the planet and crash land it into the jedi temple after Darth Vyrassu gives the signal who is already planet side. Once done engage the jedi in their temple and eliminate the temple. Once finished and the sith are clear the Sith Starfighters will bombard the planet and destroy the jedi temple.​

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[member="Darth Elra"]
[member="Ozun Zhil"]
[member="marlo tere"]
[member="Dianah Vrorae"]
[member="Zaralax"]
[member="Darth Umbra"]
[member="Rure Vukot"]
[member="Kyla Asla"]​

 

[Darth Vyrassu]

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Objective: 1 Eliminate the Jedi​

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Tag: None at this moment​

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Post: 1​

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Vyrassu on planet side walking towards the Jedi temple seeing it in the distance, a Jedi order thats supposed to be hidden has something that big? That blew his mind. As he walked he noticed the citizens of Cordialis running scared from him and staying away from him. Probably was a good thing, he was there for no good. He had nothing but bad thoughts. He was going to completely eliminate all jedi on this planet. Vyrassu finally reached the temple and walked up the stairs and then begin walking across the long plaza to main doors. As he did 8 Cordialis guards came up on him blasters drawn. Vyrassu couldn’t do anything but smirk. How cute he thought, they sent guards with blasters after me. Charming. The guards stopped Vyrassu and told him he’s under arrest. Vyrassu’s cracked a smirk and his eyes went black. Suddenly all 8 guards were being consumed by black smoke tendrils that seemed to come up out of the ground. The guards withered in pain screaming in agony until they all dropped dead and the black smoke tendrils faded. Vyrassu then continued into the temple where he noticed the jedi Grand Master Makal Zhen standing waiting for him. Vyrassu never took his eyes off of Makal, around 6 feet, blonde hair blue eyes, a piercing look in his eyes, his brown jedi robes over jedi battle armor. As Vyrassu walked he noticed hundreds of Jedi coming up behind the grandmaster and jumping off balconies to join the stand off.​

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Vyrassu stopped a few feet before Makal and the pair stared each other down for a mment until they noticed charging right at the temple was a drop ship. Some jedi backed up in surprise, Makal and Vyrassu stood their ground and didn’t move. The drop ship crashed into the jedi temple causing pillars and balconies to crumble, rubble going everywhere. Vyrassu didn’t move but neither did Makal. Some other jedi backed up as the drop ship slid to a stop right behind Vyrassu. A side hatch on the side of the drop ship opened and in the dark of the night several hundreds of red lightsabers lit up. Vyrassu reached down and drew his red double bladed lightsaber, the other jedi including makal all drew their lightsabers. The sith in the drop ship ran out charging the jedi, the jedi as well started charging the sith.​

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Vyrassu engaged a Jedi knoght with a high swing which he blocked and Vyrassu came around with the other end of his saber cutting the jedi in half. Vyrassu then noticed Makal, his target and started after him who was fighting a sith lord. Vyrassu was stopped by another Jedi knight and begun to engage him.​

 

[AvRe]

marlo sat in the drop ship as it came barreling down to the temple, examining the light saber they gave him for the battle...the ship crashed into the temple, marlo was a bit dizzy from the impacted marlo steadied himself, the hatch slid open revealing hundreds of terrified jedi look at the sith as they all ignited their light saber...marlo charged with all the other sith, as a jedi knight ran towards marlo locking blades with him, the jedi didn't notice marlo hand as it pick the jedi knight up with the force slamming the knight into a wall breaking his neck.

Objective: number two.​

Tag:[member="Darth Vyrassu"]​

Post #:3​

 

[Darth Miseria]

Objective 2​

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[member=marlo tere]​

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Dianah picked idly at the dirt under her long finger nails. They made a soft, consistent clicking sound that echoed against the ships metal walls. Ship journeys had always bored the living kark out of her, even if the end goal was a pretty exciting one. It was a rough ride so far and having to sit squashed between the other acolytes and a smattering of Lords was not her idea of a good time. So instead she focused her mind on the task at hand. Kill as many Jedi as possible. Clear the temple and make way for reinforcements to come and finish the job. It seemed simple enough.

She had donned some simple, yet effective armour and had armed herself in a similar fashion. A lightsaber with a bright orange blade that very nearly matched the amber of her eyes. It would definitely be enough for her to get her fill and she planned on getting plenty.

The rough landing of the ship did nothing to improve her mood, so, when she stepped out onto the ramp to face the horrified faces of a hundred jedi she could feel the dark side coursing through her. The blade ignited in a brilliant flash of light as Dianah advanced forward to the nearest body. After all, that was all they were. Bodies, and a number to match. The blade whizzed through the air. It met resistance half way, crashing against the Jedi's own weapon. They stood for a few moments with their weapons locked against each other.

In a swift move Dianah pulled her blade from the lock, sending the Jedi tumbling forward. One well placed step later, her own weapon found its mark. Straight through the chin of the unsuspecting Jedi.

Maybe this would be more fun then she thought.

 

[Kyrinov]

Objective 2​

[member="Dianah Vrorae"] | [member="marlo tere"]​

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It was cramped. He didn't care for cramped spaces much. But, all of it, the tight and uncomfortable space, the chatter of Acolytes and Lords alike as they waited on the shuttle to land, was droned out as he knelt in the rear of the vehicle. His bony knees pressing into the durasteel floor as his breathing slowed and his focus shifted inward.

He searched his body and made small repairs to it through the Force, reverting the effects of his often use of sorcery. The organ that took the longest for him to fix was his mind. Being primarily a mentalist, his mind was one of his primary weapons. Thus, it required the most care. Imposing his will upon another and pulling memories of the past to invoke fear or panic eventually took its toll on the tormentor, however insignificant it may seem as compared to the victim.

But, his time was spent on himself. He had no interest in the others at this point other than to protect those within the Empire. He held no personal attachment to any of them and he was all the better for it. The shuttle jolted as it crashed into the Temple and landed on the platform of the Temple floor.

His steel grey moonstones opened and shone with childlike amusement while a rare, feral grin played across his thin lips.

The Exarch stood to his feet and stalked forward, Amnesia held close to the blade in his left hand. He stepped onto the polished floors that were already being littered with the bodies of Jedi and the occasional Sith. His smile only widened as he sprang forward with Force enhanced speed and began quite literally slicing through his enemies.

Kyrinov's vibrosword became coated in dark crimson blood as it slashed through fragile throats and stabbed through various vital organs. The man's arm rippling and jerking with each satisfying kill, Amnesia singing as she kissed through skin, tissue, tense muscle, and finally bone. He laughed in the middle of the carnage, mirthfully glad that he decided to utilize the vibrosword.

There was always something blissfully enjoyable about the feeling of metal cutting through feeble bodies. And now, these Jedi were aware of that joy, if only for an instant.

 

[Darth Miseria]

Objective 2​

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[member=marlo tere] | [member=Kyrinov]​

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The sound of the massacre was glorious. A million screams rang out, merging together into a gruesome cacophony that spoke of the brutality of the Jen'ari Empire. Dianah stood in the thick of it all. The fighting style she displayed was maddening, like a dance that was too complicated to learn. She swung gracefully this way and that way. Her blade followed casting an orange hue, crisp against the white of her skin and hair. Quick feet carried her in twirling circles, clashing with blade after blade in sparks of brilliant colour. At this moment there was nobody that could say the glory of the battlefield wasn't beautiful.

In the corner of her eye, Dianah spotted someone she seemed to have missed on the ship. He was vicious and without mercy. She liked his style. Between the slashing and constant crack of saber against saber, Dianah found a moment to wave over at him. A curious smile spread across her face. He was firmly lodged in her mind but for now their meeting would have to wait.

She pivoted on the heel of her boot to bring her fist swinging heavy against the side of an unsuspecting Jedi. He reeled backward in a daze and Dianah took her chance. Using the force she dragged his body toward her blade, letting it sink into the centre of his heart till his chest touched the hilt of her lightsaber. A shudder of pleasure rippled down her spine as she relished in the kill. Stretching to her full height her curious amber eyes looked out across the carnage.

She wanted more.

 

[AvRe]

Objective: number two.​

Tag:[member="Dianah Vrorae"][member="Kyrinov"]​

Post #:2​

marlo's light saber clashed with another like a beautiful display of fire and lighting, the jedi he was fighting was a Padawan, a Padawan? he thought​'' you smell that? that's the smell of your friends charred flesh!'' ​as the Padawan was distracted by anger marlo took the chance to free the youngling's hand from his body then hitting him in the head knocking him unconscious, marlo didn't like killing younglings it gave a bad feeling to himself.

 

[4powerd]

Objective:2

Tag list: [member="marlo tere"] [member="Dianah Vrorae"] [member="Kyrinov"]

Post number: 3


Zaralax left the ship and observed the battle going on, before igniting his blade and striking down a Jedi that had been foolish enough to attack him. After that Zaralax could scarcely remember what happened, it was a blur of lightsabers, blood, screams and severed body parts. He had nearly lost his own head a dozen times in his goal to cause as much destruction as possible, but he barely noticed, only caring for the growing pile of bodies.

 

[Kyrinov]

Objective 2
[member="Dianah Vrorae"] | [member="marlo tere"] | [member="Zaralax"]
Post 2

Through the dense elation he experienced within the moment, Kyrinov managed to glance up from the group of surrounding group of Jedi Knights and Masters. What he saw was a smile and a wave in his direction from another Acolyte. She was very pale, lighter than his own complexion it seemed. Her hair was long, lighter than even her skin, and it twirled in an arch that looked like it could kill just as easily as her saber.

He arched an eyebrow and nodded in response to her wave.

She interested him. Why, he didn't know yet. But, he was sure that he would find out sooner or later.

The man grit his teeth as he began to twirl in a sequence of his own design. One of many that he spent years learning and perfecting under Darth Caligo's watchful eye. In his right hand suddenly appeared a saber which he called Dirge. While the use of a weapon in his right hand was unnatural, it would likely appear as if he were performing a sort of twisted Jar'Kai and Juyo mixture with the two blades. His eyes shone with a primal lust for more and more blood as the sequence began and drug on.

It began with a simple slash across two Jedi chests with the vibrosword that arched down to smash through the stomach area of an incoming Padawan that dropped dead, his torso and waist separated cleanly. While that went on, the purple hue of Dirge sliced through three Jedi on his right side, killing them with many quick strikes to normally non-vital places. Where Dirge went high, Amnesia went low, and vice versa as his delicate ballet continued. He continued to spin and twirl and slice until he was slightly dizzy from it all, moving from sequence to sequence with surprising fluidity.

He knew it was likely that none of the other could make sense of the quick movements he made that forced his appearance to be nothing but a blur or black and white. He didn't expect anyone to pay him any attention, perhaps the girl would but he didn't really care. But, as the group of enemies that engulfed his being thinned and faded together entirely, he made his way over to the pale girl that waved at him earlier.

The man jumped into the middle of the fight with her, seeing as she was now surrounded as he had been. He fell into the rhythm of the melody that she played with his graceful movements, conforming his sequence pace to hers, slowing his movement so they seemed to flow and work together as a team instead of two, perhaps, vastly different Sith.

Kyrinov paused for a moment and gathered himself as his muscle ached, burned, and screamed in protest to the delicious pain brought by the vigorous motions of his form. His steel eyes glanced at her as he shouted over the dissonance of battle.

"Cover me and shield your mind! Hurry!"

Simultaneously, he'd reach out and planet himself into the minds of the group of twenty Jedi that gathered around the pair with a devilish smirk on his lips. He had only done this "spell" of his on one other occasion where the numbers were so stacked as they were now. If he succeeded, he would be exhausted and vulnerable for a few moments but they would be free to move about with the others in their Empire instead of being stuck in this one area.

As the Jedi were decimated around them, he took in a breath breath and opened himself to the Force as he continued to fight with his back to hers. For the love of Ragnos, this had to work now.

 

[Darth Vyrassu]

Objective: 2 Eliminate the Jedi

Tag: [member="marlo tere"]
[member="Dianah Vrorae"]
[member="Kyrinov"]
[member="Zaralax"]

Post: 2


As Vyrassu locked his blade with the Jedi, Vyrassu focused on the force, drawing in his power, using his anger to gain strength. He was here for one purpose, eliminate these Jedi. He could sense his Sith around him. All engaged in combat with other Jedi. Vyrassu turned and caught the Jedi in the side with his second blade killing him. Vyrassu then quickly to one Jedi coming at him. Vyrassu threw his hand up unleashing a powerful blast of lightning. The lightning engulfed the Jedi causing him great pain. Vyrassu used the lightning to throw the Jedi high up into a pillar killing him.

Vyrassu then noticed several Jedi running at [member="marlo tere"]. Vyrassu leaped into the air spreading his arms out and doing a front flip over the Jedi and came down and slammed his fist into the ground causing a shock wave that sent the Jedi flying. Vyrassu then sensed something coming at him. He quickly ducked as a Jedi lightsaber flew over his head meant to decapitate him. Vyrassu took advantage of the unarmed Jedi and dashed towards him grabbing the Jedi by the throat lifting him up off the ground and stabbing his lightsaber through the Jedi chest killing him. Vyrassu brought the Jedi closer face to face watching the light leave the Jedi Eyes. Vyrassu tossed the Jedi dead body to the ground.

Vyrassu lifted his head to see makal. Finally Vyrassu thought. He's mine and Ill make his death slow. Vyrassu charged at makal and finally engaged him. Makal's apprentice a girl named Dera, joined in on fighting Vyrassu. Vyrassu was fine with this. He will just have to be careful on where he steps and keep heavy focus on both Jedi to keep the advantage and be able to destroy both Jedi. Makal took a high swing while dera took a low swing. Vyrassu blocked both and then turned and gave a kick to Dera in her chin knocking her to the floor. Vyrassu turned his focus back to Makal. Vyrassu awaited for Makal to make the first move. Once Makal did with a side swing. Vyrassu blocked the attack and came face to face with Makal. Both locked in saber lock trying to overpower the other.

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[Ozun Zhil]

OBJECTIVE I - POST I - CORDIALIS UPPER ATMOSPHERE


As the Retribution entered the Cordialis system, eight full squadrons of brand-new SIF Mk I Starfighters (ninety-six in total) took off from the hangars of the ship. Some exited the Lacus-class carriers assigned to the fleet. One squadron was named black squadron, after the large number of pilots from Haruun Kal. A second was named sand squadron, after the fact many had been recruited from Iridonia and Tatooine. Others had different squadron names based on their planet of origin, the one from Bespin called Blue Squadron. Finally, the Airman Lieutenant's ship (Zhil that is) was painted gold, to designate his command position within the starfighter squadrons.

As the starfighters formed up and prepared to attack the enemy fleet, the Airman Sergeant assigned to the Starfighter Control System proceeded to feed information into ALT Zhil's command console located in his helmet.

He received a map detailing the layout of the fleets. The enemy fleet consisted of three small destroyers, complemented by frigates. The three destroyers formed an arrow shape with the other frigates amassing around them. After a quick bit of thinking, Zhil issued his orders.

"All Squadrons this is Airman Lieutenant Zhil. Squadrons I and II will defend the fleet. I around the Retribution, and II the frigates. Squadrons III through VI, engage those starfighters. Squadrons VII and VIII you are with me. We're going to take out those frigates between us and the destroyers."

All squadron leaders immediately responded. They immediately went to their duties. Zhil and his two squadrons immediately switched to targeting the first frigate in line. Squadron VII would sweep up the starfighters protecting the ship and attempt to draw fire from its starfighter defenses. As they did that, half of Squadron VIII would attack the shields, eventually disabling them. Then the other half would use their advanced torpedo targeting systems to target vital areas, including the area around the reactor core. They would hammer it until the ship started to blow. Both squadrons would get out of the way as the first frigate was destroyed, not incurring a single loss.

 

[Darth Miseria]

Objective 2​

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[member=marlo tere] | [member=Kyrinov] | [member=Darth Vyrassu] | [member=Zaralax]​

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The circle of Jedi surrounding Dianah was pressing closer. For the first time she felt a bead of sweat crawl down her face from effort of it all. Every single muscle in her body strained against the complicated steps her feet made. But they were edging closer. The Jedi were beginning to surround her. This was no fight she could manage on her own and she was painfully aware of the sticky situation she had put herself in. Once again she was left cursing at her frustrating lack of foresight.

The pure carnage and fear fed Dianah's desire to keep going even though every inch of her bellowed out in protest. It cried for her to stop before she couldn't fight anymore.

A blur of white landed by her side, followed by the unmistakable gleam of a vibro sword. Together they merged into one being. Each movement she made was matched with the perfect opposing one from him. They were like water moving through a river, twisting and turning to match their environment. In short, they were a flawless team. Left and right bodies fell around them like flies, staining both gown and blade with thick crimson blood. They made a beautiful, harmonious dance that wove exquisitely with the jarring symphony of screams.

His voice came like a thunder clap, shaking her eardrums violently. Shield her mind... what in the ever loving krif was he on about? With no time to argue or ask questions she wrapped the force around herself like a cloak. The weight of it pressed against her aching frame and felt remarkably like a warm hug. She had no time to enjoy the sensation. Turning on her heel in a sharp motion she faced the opposite way to properly watch his back.

Covering him would be easy. Her heeled boots made her just a little bit shorter than him and she could see the bright white robes of the Jedi swishing against their own dark ones. One by one she lashed out at the approaching jedi, spraying body matter all over the marble floor of the temple.

 

[Raith Amandis]

Objective 2​

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[member="marlo tere"] | [member="Dianah Vrorae"] | [member="Kyrinov"] | [member="Zaralax"] | [member="Darth Vyrassu"]​

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Arriving late to the attack, Elra landed her ship, walking on the dirt and rubble caused from the fighting. As she walked closer, she started to see the dead bodies of the Jedi scattered. She sensed a Jedi running towards her, Elra turned around, picked the Jedi up, and threw him on the ground with such force it killed the Jedi instantly. Elra walked on, watching the Jedi and their precious temple fall.​

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She spotted [member="Darth Vyrassu"] in midst of the fighting, battling his target Makal. She noticed Makal's apprentice trying to fend off Vyrassu, so Elra took the liberty of running to their fight. She said to Vyrassu, Thought it might be useful to you if I took out this pest. Igniting her lightsaber, she prepared for any fight, even if it would be easy. The apprentice swung at Elra's head, Elra ducked and swung at the apprentice's legs, cutting one. With the apprentice injured, Elra picked up a piece of rubble and threw it at the apprentice, knocking her out. With the apprentice defenseless, she stabbed her through the chest, Elra watched the blood drain from her face, Dera was dead.​

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Elra left Vyrassu to finish his battle with Makal. Elra blew through the Jedi that engaged her in combat. One Jedi put up a fight, throwing rock at Elra had doomed the Jedi. Elra turned to face the Jedi, red energy flowing from her fingers, she struck the Jedi with lightning showing no mercy. The Jedi fell to the ground, still shaking from the lightning she had been struck with. Elra stood and watched the fighting from around her, it was clear the Jedi temple would fall.​

 

[4powerd]

​ Objective: 2
[member="Darth Elra"] [member="Dianah Vrorae"] [member="Dianah Vrorae"] [member="Darth Vyrassu"] [member="Kyrinov"] [member="marlo tere"]
Post Number: 3

Zaralax was a blur of action as he rushed through the battle, the dark side being the only thing keeping him from collapsing from his injuries, but the pain and rage just fueling him more as he lifted a Jedi of the ground and stabbed him in the stomach before stropping him and cutting his head off. He jumped back just as a couple Jedi rushed him, blocking blow for blow until one got a lucky strike on his left arm. Using the dark side to enhance himself, he stabbed one in the chest 4 times before leaping and slashing the others.

 

[Ozun Zhil]

OBJECTIVE I - POST II - IN BATTLE

After the explosion of the first frigate the squadrons then moved onto the second frigate. With the first support destroyer relieved of some of the fire from the first frigate, Zhil would request the Retribution to fire on the second frigate to keep its guns busy.

They would proceed exactly the same way as they did on the first frigate. Cripple its shields first, then move to destroy it. This time however, they moved onto the third frigate after disabling it. The fire from the the two support destroyers would lay the frigate to shreds. Many of the fighters protecting it were caught in the blast.

After the first two frigates around the enemy Star Destroyers would be destroyed, the Retribution began engaging the first Star Destroyer in line. The two squadrons led directly by Zhil would proceed to begin taking out their surface cannons.

 

[Jaron Lesan]

Objective 2
Tag: [member="Zaralax"] [member="Darth Elra"] [member="Dianah Vrorae"] [member="Darth Vyrassu"] [member="Kyrinov"] [member="marlo tere"]
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'Come with me, to whatever silly mission I get posted on next.'

It had been a request much easier asked than fulfilled. Arbra was Jaron’s home, and with the activity the planet had seen, he had to see his mission through. Finally free, Jaron decided to track down the one person who had recently captured his attention. Dianah had more skill than she let on, and her bubbly personality had made the last mission quite interesting. Regardless it was clear there was some type of attraction between them, and their chemistry when working together was undeniable. While killing Jedi wasn’t his cup of tea, Jaron would show himself because he had made a promise.

His ship was cloaked, designed to slip past the exact type of battle happening above the planet. The beauty of his stealth ship was that it allowed Jaron to slide into whatever he wanted to and maintain his secrecy. To that purpose he also muted his force signature. He did not want to give himself away until he was ready to do so.

The attack on the temple was not going well for the Jen’ari. Jaron chuckled to himself, because stealth was needed. Instead this empire opted for full bombardment. He shrugged as the ship landed about a kilometer away from the battle. It was an easy run for him, even in his armor. Of course he remained hidden until the scream.

His eyes were drawn to where Dianah was, fighting a group of Jedi that would certainly outnumber her even with the skill she had. The other, the one who screamed was exhausted. Overexertion was one way to get killed in a battle like this. Leaping into the fray, with the same blur of movement that would give him away to Dianah, Jaron aided by the force finished the crowd that remained around Dianah. He stopped just in front of her with his lightsabers, one red and one blue, still actively humming their song.

”So much for stealth,” came the deep, distorted, and metallic voice of Jaron Lesan as filtered through his helmet.

 

[Kyrinov]

Objective 2​

[member="Dianah Vrorae"] | [member="marlo tere"] | [member="Zaralax"] | [member="Jaron Lesan"] | [member="Darth Vyrassu"] | [member="Darth Elra"]​

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He was just about to project horror into the minds of the surrounding Jedi when a man jumped into the middle where they stood and began to cut down Jedi left and right in a very efficient manner. The figure was a blur of movement and light as he danced to a rhythm that was entirely his own, one which Kyrinov opted to not partake it.

Kyrinov frowned.

As each individual Jedi was cut down, he felt them die mentally. He could feel each individual vital organ shut down one by one until the mind was the mind was the only thing left. Once he receded from all minds that he branched out to, he nodded once to both Dianah and the man who'd jumped into the thick of things before running off to a different area to continue his role in the battle.

Dirge became clipped to his left hip as he broke into a slight jog to reach his destination.

Within moments he found another group of Jedi, jumping up and slamming down, grasping Amnesia in a death grip as she sliced through four Jedi on his way down, the momentum of his movements driving the lethal point home.

He continued to cut into the seemingly endless waves and waves of Jedi that streamed out from all directions. By this point, pain was strong enough to become invigorating and liberating. He ground his teeth together and laughed, his deadly dance continuing as it had before he went to help the pale Acolyte.

During his jump, he could view the majority of the battleground. The Jedi were thinning out, popping up unexpectedly only every now an again, but they were nowhere near finished at this point. Not by a long shot.

And so, with this in mind, Kyrinov doubled his efforts to slaughter the ones in his immediate reach. He paused only when there were either no more Jedi or few enough that he could handle them without much effort as he needed for the larger group. When he did have a small reprieve, he fixed his body and renewed his strength in the precious seconds he had before more Jedi came down upon him only to engulf him in yet another loose circle.

 

[Darth Miseria]

Objective 2​

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[member=marlo tere] | [member=Kyrinov] | [member=Darth Vyrassu] | [member=Zaralax] | [member=Darth Elra] | [member=Jaron Lesan]​

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The motion of hacking and slashing was getting boring. Dianah flipped her saber with a dramatic flourish. It hovered the air dangerously, threatening to come back down the wrong way and slice her hand clean off. But she was ready and she knew how much force she had thrown it with. The blade settled between some poor padawans legs and split him from the middle up. 'Hut'uunla.' The words carried loud across the battlefield. He was a coward. Serves him right, Dianah mused. He shouldn't have been running away from the fight. Away from his aliit. He deserved worse then what he had received.

Just as she was about to turn around and block a bright light and hum of saber a quick flash of blue and red zapped past her eyes. Dianah's heart skipped a beat. There was no way he would be here. She didn't even think he would leave his base let alone the entire planet. Her eyes darted back and forth quickly, trying desperately to keep up with the quick mass of moving man. It was, it was him!

A squeal of excitement left her lips and pierced through the noises of the dying Jedi. 'You came!' At the same time that he had come sliding to a halt in front of her she had jumped up against him and wrapped her long arms around his neck in a tight hug. At the same time the lightsaber firmly attached to her hand skimmed across a stray Jedi's face. The sucker had forgotten to fall whilst he was dying and this earned him a neat hole that went right through both cheeks. 'I never believed you would really do it, but here you are!'

She pulled herself away from him and gave him one of her classic smiles. 'What got my miserable cyar'ika to leave the confines of his man cave?' Dianah was more then happy to see him and it shone in the tone of her voice. Despite the heavy fighting going on around them it seemed, at that moment, they were the only two there.

 

[Darth Vyrassu]

Objective: 1 Eliminate the Jedi

Tag: [member="marlo tere"]
[member="Dianah Vrorae"]
[member="Kyrinov"]
[member="Zaralax"]
[member="Jaron Lesan"]
[member="Darth Elra"]

Post: 3

Vyrassu noticed Elra and nodded to her words as he continued to engage Makal. Vyrassu swung low at makal but he was quick to block it but then Vyrassu swung around using his back blade to try and hit makal in the head but he did a back flip avoiding it which Vyrassu used to his advantage running at makal and then kicked makal in the chest as he landed. Makal went flying backwards but recovered quickly. Makal used the force to lift a massive chunk of rubbleand toss it at Vyrassu. Vyrassu sensed his surroundings and noticed 3 Jedi to his left. Vyrassu caught the rubble with the force sticking out one hand and then tossing the rubble at the 3 Jedi crushing them killing them instantly.

Vyrassu turned back to Makal who was charging at Vyrassu. Vyrassu unleashed a deathly blast of force lighting that Makal blocked with a lightsaber and then directed it off him and it hit a pillar destroying it. The pillar crumbled into rubble collapsing. The rubble separated Makal And Vyrassu for the time being. Vyrassu looked around and noticed a nearby Jedi. Vyrassu then ran at a pillar running up it leaping off it and twisting in air and kicking a Jedi in the face. As the Jedi fell Vyrassu used his saber to turn and slice across the Jedi killing him instantly.

Vyrassu then looked up noticing all his Jen'ari sith engaged in battle. He noticed [member="Darth Elra"] behind him, he got close to her and held her hand and gave it a light squeeze with a smile hidden behind his mask. Vyrassu then turned his focus back to oncoming Jedi as he let go of her hand and charged at the Jedi. Vyrassu leaped into the air putting his lightsaber through the face of the sith on the left and used the force to do an enhanced kick to the Jedi on the right killing both instantly. Vyrassu landed and ducked as another Jedi swung at his head. Vyrassu while ducked spun around and came up with an upward slash killing another Jedi.

Vyrassu took a quick minute to locate Makal. After he found him across the grand hall engaged with other sith, Vyrassu started towards him. Several Jedi ran at Vyrassu but Vyrassu used the force to send them flying. Vyrassu was set on Makal and he was going to get him. Then two Jedi knights both with double bladed lightsabers leaped off the balcony stopping Vyrassu by cutting off his path to Makal. Vyrassu spun his double bladed lightsaber around and engaged them both each of his blades blocking theirs.

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[Jaron Lesan]

Objective 2
Tag: @Zaralax [member="Darth Elra"] [member="Dianah Vrorae"] [member="Darth Vyrassu"] @Kyrinov @marlo tere
Post: 2
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There was that word again, cyar’ika. Had she not been raised Mando’ad, Jaron would question if she knew what that word really meant, but since she had, well he would run with it. It was that he didn’t like it, but he knew what the word could be taken to mean and was unsure whether she meant it as such. It really didn’t matter because Jaron returned the embrace, or caught her was more like it. Turning to see her blade push through the face a Jedi that didn’t fall. He shrugged and put his helmet to her forehead, a Mandalorian sign of affection.

“Well, of course I came. I told I would as soon as my mission was over, and it looks like a good thing I came too. These guys are all bang the door down types. You hurt?”

Of course Jaron had to ask. Their last battle had seen her hurt, part to a stray blaster bolt, and the other due to her trying to hard to do something that she could just do. There had been no lessons since she left, not from him, but he had hoped the one lesson he was trying to get across had sunk in. She just needed to let the power flow. If she could see it in her mind it was possible. Refinement would come with practice, and battle was not the time to try to push oneself, unless her life depended on it.

With the battle around them, it did not remain their own world for long. Jaron sensed a new group rushing from the other side of the temple and heading their way. Twirling his saber, Jaron let the other drop to his belt once more. Taking Dianah by the hand he ran with her, and with gentle nudge launched her at the oncoming group. Why not throw her, she would know what to do.

For his own part Jaron rushed the group and began to hack away at them. This was the boring part of combat. Large groups that had to be cut down were a tedious task not befitting someone of his skill, but here they were. His eyes kept on the temple. Jaron was not sure of the orders, he wasn’t there to receive them, so as the opportunist he was, Jaron would help, and pay himself with whatever valuables he found inside.

“What got me out of my cave, this did,” he said as Dianah came along side him once more. “I may also have decided that being alone isn’t all it’s cracked up to be anymore. Maybe I even missed you,” his tease came as the banter came as natural as breathing. Yes, he missed her.

Boots hit the steps of the temple. Each step meant more bodies around Jaron. The second saber had been made active again as he needed it. There were some who looked on, horrified they were being slaughtered by one who used to quote their mantra. There is no passion, only peace. Yet as he killed each one with passionate strikes their final breath was an admittance they were wrong. Passion was very much alive, and it lived through Jaron Lesan.