Populate Beach and Horror | EE Populate of Tholon (SGHW)

[Lana]

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Beach Party​

Looking at the spooky woman, Lana smiled widely. She wasn't sure about clans, or traditions; her mother never really said what she had been from truthfully. "Well, the Lana tradition obviously!" She giggled, whipping her hair about as droplets of sea water sprayed all over the place. She got a vibe from the woman that made her less than happy, picking up massive grumpy flairs from her, which made Lana tad defensive. "Nice to meet you!" She was about to try and make a sneaky retreat under the waves, when another voice called out, and she found a Twi'lek woman making her way over to the pair. She smiled, happy to recall the name of the species and waved to the woman. "Hi! I'm Lana! Feel free to join us!" She declared, looking back to Asaaj, giggling. "Better behave, I don't tolerate any grumpiness on beach day, you'll scare all the fish away!" She didn't tell the woman of course, that she could read the auras off the two woman, and frankly Asaaj's aura was giving her the creeps.​

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Reminded her of her aunt that she didn't like to visit; though her aunts name eluded her.​

Asaaj En Kelsani Silhana Cadera​

 

[Rolin Doan]

Objective: Cult of the Horrors
Location: Capital City, Panatha
Tags: Ingrid L'lerim - Fimrati Vailyippin - Asudai Rapux - Victor Vel Aath

The man in Rolin's grasp froze, eyes wide, staring at the rather imposing figure before him, clad in the armor of the Wardens, blank, expressionless mask seemingly staring into his soul. As the man shook in fear of his life, what with the lightsaber pointed at his brain, he nodded.

"Good." Rolin said, removing his hand from the man's mouth, but keeping it placed on his jaw, firmly. "Speak."

"I-I don't know anything, I swe-!" The man was suddenly cut off, as Rolin snapped the man's mouth shut, literally, almost making him bite his own tongue. "I can tell when you're lying, sir. I suggest you do not try my patience. A laser sword to the brain, while quick and painless, is quite permanent I'm afraid. Now, try again. Even if you feel it's inconsequential, id still very much like to hear it." Rolin said, voice even and polite, as a way to both calm and unnerve the man. He found that being 'the good cop' was a more effective way to get the information you wanted, that one's tongue would be just a little bit looser when faced with someone who is calm, rather than shouting, demanding an answer. Though he supposed that pointing his lightsaber at his brain and threatening to unleash it defeated that purpose. Oh well.

When Rolin removed his hand once again, the man swallowed nervously, then spoke. "I…I'm just a worker, don't know a lot. Just what others tell me…" Rolin nodded slowly as if to say 'go on…'

"There are a bunch of people meeting at one of the Divine Temples. One of the only ones still standing, in the easternmost part of the city. I…don't actually know what they're all doing there, just that they are gonna be there, that's all I know…" The man trailed off, staring at Rolin, waiting for his next move.

Rolin hummed in thought, glancing out to the eastern part of the city. He felt the truth in the man's words. He nodded, removing his lightsaber from the man's head. Then, he waved his hand. "You will not remember this confrontation." The man's eyes glazed over, as he mechanically repeated back.

"I will not remember this confrontation…"

"You will not recall ever speaking to me, or divulging any information."

"I will not recall ever speaking to you, or divulging any information."

"The last thing you remember is your fellow there suddenly being knocked out, out of nowhere, before being knocked out yourself. Now, sleep."

With one final wave of his hand, the man crumpled to the floor in an unceremonious heap. Rolin smiled under his helmet. Took him a while to get that particular trick down, thankfully the man was a fool and easy to control and force unconscious.

He then faced the east of the city and jumped to the next building over. As soon as his feet left the ground, his comm activated once again.

"Be warned, we may have unwanted ears on this channel. Initials, aliases and codes from here on out."

Rolin frowned at this information, troubled as to who could have compromised the channel and why. He then frowned and clicked his tongue. "I don't wanna be called Mr. D…"

 

[Ingrid L'lerim]

Lady Ingrid L’lerim Ragal Terassi Vandiir
Eternal Empress of the Eternal Empire, Lord Commander of the Wardens of the Shroud, Archon of the Primyn Group
Empress of Terraris, Supreme Commander of the Terraris Command, Head of the House L’lerim, CEO of the HPI Consortium​

Objective: Found and eliminate the cultists
Location: Capital City, Panatha
Equipment: 2x Sigra vibroblade | 2x Striith vibrosword | The Soulsabers | Heilagr MK. I Assassin Armour | Viper Mk. I Skinsuit | The Last Gift || Empyrean gland | OPBC-01m
Tags: Fimrati Vailyippin | Rolin Doan | Asudai Rapux | Victor Vel Aath | Open

[ Stormtroopers ]
<"High Nelvaanian"> | ~ telepathic communication ~ | << comm. channel >> ​

<< Switch to a higher encryption channel. >> she told her men.

The next moment, she instructed MANIAC with a single thought, through the biochip, to make the changes. In its current form, this consisted of MANIAC instructing MEIPOC to switch to higher protection. In the meantime, the AI began to look into how it could have happened that someone accessed and connected to the Eternal Empire network without permission. It is true that there was no any central core of MEIPOC on Panatha, but this should not have been a problem due to the established imperial network.

Because of this, if outsiders want to connect, they have to request permission from the network, which may assign them temporary permissions, and they will only be able to share information on the network that affects them. Because everything else takes place on the encrypted channel. Ingrid was Director of Blackwatch and Overseer of the Intelligence Committee in the Empire for nearly a decade in addition to her position as Overlord before becoming Regent and then Empress. Safety was very important to her. As she used to say, an agent and spy will always be an agent and spy.

While this was happening, Ingrid finally entered the place, the building. It was a larger inner courtyard, once it could have been the inner part of a building and it was the inner part of the circular corridors. The walls collapsed after eight or nine metres, there was no roof, so most of the circular corridor of the first two or three floors was still there. The fighters and shooters were hiding here.

<< Take cover! >> she didn't even have to say it out loud, because of the biochip it was enough to think.

The soldiers came in behind her and immediately took cover, resulting in a firefight between the two groups. Ingrid did not hesitate either, but acted immediately. The red-haired woman reached out into the Force, then turned invisible the next moment. During the shooting, the enemy didn't even notice that she was missing, and it wasn't a surprise to her own men. With a quick, springy movement, she jumped up to the corridor of the first floor, then headed in the direction of the enemies that her men could not see.

After a few moments, two cultists with cut throats fell to the ground floor, and the invisible empress continued towards the other enemies…


//OOC: since we don't intend to exclude anyone from the thread, Asudai Rapux will be granted temporary permission and the AI will share information that is not classified as military secrets with his character. //

 

[Fimrati Vailyippin]

Fimrati "Banshee" Vailyippin
Blackwatch Psi Corps
Objective: Found and eliminate the cultists
Location: Capital City, Panatha
Equipment: | 1x AMRX-5 Slugthrower Rifle | 1x ABR1 Blaster Carbine | x2 ZJ-15 Pistol | x1 Combat Knife | Viper Mk. I Skinsuit |
Tags: Ingrid L'lerim | Rolin Doan | Asudai Rapux | Victor Vel Aath | Open

Being nowhere near a window facing out to the east, not that it would have helped owing how deep into the city she was, Fimrati couldn't see who was chipped into the comms much less getting any real idea how they got onto these channels. Still, she hadn't been using anything but assigned codenames before all this. So the shift hardly even bothered or effected her beyond the slight squeal of her earpiece as it shifted frequencies automatically. She didn't really know how or why it did that. Sure, she was certain she sat through a class during the 'training' period she'd been put through for Blackwatch at the Empress', very direct request.

As it was, she was keeping her focus on the environment, watching for any new movement. It was unusually quiet, which considering what was happening, had Fimrati concerned. With what was going on, she'd have expected to see some kind of commotion. But thus far, there'd been nothing. "Red Witch, Banshee. Something's wrong about this. I've got negative movement on scope. It's too quiet out here." She reported, taking a moment to glance up. She doubted these cultists had aerospace craft, but she couldn't explain why she had that sinking feeling that they'd all been played.

Could it have something to do with the man dead behind her? With how she hadn't even known that man was there until he'd made a noise... Who hadn't made a noise until he was literally on top of her. On purpose. Shit! "Banshee to Watchdog, I can't explain why, but I think we were set up. Can you get overflights in Red Witch's sector? We're needing eyes in the sky ASAP." She called in, hoping that the team of analysts didn't question her request too much. She was one of the assigned overwatch plants, so it shouldn't be too much trouble. But she hadn't worked with a team set in place like this before to this extent, so she was guessing how it'd go.

Until then, she would divide her attention between her assigned task watching for any reinforcements approaching, while also keeping herself from being jumped from behind.

((OOC: Watchdog = Victor and his team))

 

[Asaaj En Kelsani]

Loadout

"Oh, the Lana tradition, how silly of me not to recognise you." she smiled at the young woman whose energy was quite frankly all over the place, but she seemed harmless. "In the name of mybancestors I promise to be on my best behaviour" she responded to the comments about being grumpy in a friendly manner as she splashed water on her overheating skin.

As they spoke, another woman approached in the shape of Silhana Cadera . Lana Quickly and excitedly introduced herself to the Twi'lek.

"Hello, I'm Lynne; do you mind if I join for a little?" I asked them.

"You are more than welcome, to, I'm Asaaj, it is a pleasure, to meet you." Asaaj had to confess she felt a little spoiled, although typically when she was surrounded by young half dressed women there was a lot less sunshine and a lot more ritual sacrifice going on.

She paused and considered Lynne a little, "You look a little familiar from somewhere but it is escaping me, have we met?" she smiled, being a friendly and sociable as she knew how, depsite her discomfort in the sunshine. She had in fact met Lynne only briefly and never spoken to her so there was little chance of her remembering the dathomiri. "I could go for a drink my lovely ladies, shall we head for the shade of the bar or shall one of us witches wind the Jedi up by using our powers purely for fun?"

 

[Silhana Cadera]

Silhana Lolaes'ra
Lynne Tal’kira aka Lady Orchid; The Angel-faced killer
Ver'alor (Lieutenant), member of the Clan Cadera; Bounty Hunter, Headmistress of the House Orchid and The Hounty Hunters' Guild​

Objective: To have fun
Location: Beach
Equipment: Beach equipment || OPBC-01m
Tags: Asaaj En Kelsani | Lana | Open

[ Mando music ]
"Galactic Basic" | <"Mandalorian"> | ~"Telepathic" communication ~ | << comm. channel >>​

As for Sil's aura, she wasn't Force Sensitive, just Force-attunement, she was like a normal Twi'lek, nothing more. Sometimes she was lucky and had good intuition and shot well. She wasn't evil, of course she had to kill others sometimes, but these mostly happened in self-defence. She never even goes on a bounty hunt with the intention of killing the target now. The girl always tries to capture the targets alive. In addition, she was quite sensitive to the feelings and presence of others; this is also typical of Twi'leks. She is helpful, selfless, happy to help and support others and tries to protect others. So the two women probably won't find much darkness in her aura. And now she didn't come here to the two women with an ulterior motive either, she didn't want to harm them.

"These fishes don't bite people's toes while swimming, right?" I asked worriedly.

I have not been to this place before, but I have read about this kind of predatory fish in the tropics. I didn't know if they were here, or what kind of water they are found in, salt or fresh. But this thought has now quite put me off wanting to take a swim. I wish I knew what an actual vacation was like…

Both women introduced themselves, and I looked at the Dathomiri woman in surprise when she asked if we had met before. I had to think about that for a few moments. It was quite a striking phenomenon, so I probably would have remembered it, but I didn't. There was no event or mission from which I remembered it.

"I don't think we've met earlier, but I'm the headmistress of the Bounty Hunters' Guild, so you might recognise me from there." I explained.

A drink always sounded good, even though I still had it in my hand, but that didn't mean I couldn't go with them and ask my questions. So I nodded and nudged my head towards one of the nearby hotels.

"They make great cocktails in that hotel's bar." I told them. " This is my first time on the planet…have you been here before? If so, what programs would you recommend?"

 

[Asudai Rapux]

Location: Old Cantha/Capital City, Panatha
Objective: Investigate and provide support
Tags: Ingrid L'lerim Fimrati Vailyippin Rolin Doan

The different task forces entered the building, and before long brief sounds of gunfire rang out along the abandoned streets.

<< Switch to a higher encryption channel. >>
[...]
Because of this, if outsiders want to connect, they have to request permission from the network, which may assign them temporary permissions, and they will only be able to share information on the network that affects them.

Asudai looked over from his position to the comms officer, who signalled that they had securely patched into the new network

"Banshee to Watchdog, I can't explain why, but I think we were set up. Can you get overflights in Red Witch's sector? We're needing eyes in the sky ASAP."

From their position on the east side of the building, the Marquis could not provide overwatch or direct confirmation of Ingrid's status, but he did spot someone.

He then faced the east of the city and jumped to the next building over. As soon as his feet left the ground, his comm activated once again.

Just another of the operatives. Nonetheless, with his eyes drawn in that direction, Asudai unmistakably saw movement down on the street level, which did not correspond to any known movement according to the Eternals' AIs or live HUD updates.

<"Unidentified force moving from northeast corner of the target building towards the location. Confirm no misidentification."> The comms officer called out.

All the other units checked in, and none corresponded. As the seconds crept past, Asudai's sensors were able to pick out details. No weapons or materials corresponding with known weaponry detected. Could this merely be a lost civilian group? Or scavengers thinking this was another gang shootout?

Asudai signalled one of his fireteams to intercept and apprehend. The soldiers nodded, clambering down from their vantage point and speeding to the group. On the interlinked comms, he could see and hear his men burst from the darkness to intercept the five civilians.

"H-hey, we don't want any trouble!"

"You're with the royals, right?" They evidently recognised the uniform of Asudai's men. The civilians seemed to relax somewhat, which Asudai doubted would be their reaction to Eternal soldiers.

<"Classified business. Allow us to escort you out of here.">

And then the crisis passed. The three soldiers herded the civilians out of the area through a circuitous route, back to the speeders.

<"Hold them for questioning. Why they were heading to the building, where they live, why they were out at this hour."> Asudai radioed to them.

<"Aye m'lord.">

 

[Rolin Doan]

Objective: Cult of the Horrors
Location: Capital City, Panatha
Tags: Ingrid L'lerim - Fimrati Vailyippin - Asudai Rapux - Victor Vel Aath

Rolin jumped from building to building on his way to his destination. To one of their 'divine' temples. For whatever gods they may worship, it didn't really matter. Rolin was never a fan of worship, seeing it as simple escapism. That people are so dissatisfied with their lives that they seek a purpose, something to cling on to, to just be another sheep amongst the flock. Not all of them are like that, of course, some he could find himself even nodding his head to in agreement to some of their points.

But as it was now, the people at this temple are most likely desecrating it and whatever god was its source of worship originally with their dark cult. He thought about what he should do, will do, once he reaches the temple. Will he be tasked to massacre them all? He suspected so. Those that would do something as foolish as worship a Cancer deserved to die. There was no retribution to that. It didn't matter if you regret your deal with a devil, the deal was still struck.

Rolin then touched down to the ground, looking out to the temple that was his destination. Indeed, it was one of the only buildings around that was not in ruins. And he could see lights flickering from within, and the movement of bodies causing the lights to flicker. He activated his Comms.

"Red Witch, come in. I am near an abandoned temple with what I suspect to be cultists. Seeking permission to engage"

 

[Ingrid L'lerim]

Lady Ingrid L’lerim Ragal Terassi Vandiir
Eternal Empress of the Eternal Empire, Lord Commander of the Wardens of the Shroud, Archon of the Primyn Group
Empress of Terraris, Supreme Commander of the Terraris Command, Head of the House L’lerim, CEO of the HPI Consortium​

Objective: Found and eliminate the cultists
Location: Capital City, Panatha
Equipment: 2x Sigra vibroblade | 2x Striith vibrosword | The Soulsabers | Heilagr MK. I Assassin Armour | Viper Mk. I Skinsuit | The Last Gift || Empyrean gland | OPBC-01m
Tags: Fimrati Vailyippin | Rolin Doan | Asudai Rapux | Victor Vel Aath | Open

[ Stormtroopers ]
<"High Nelvaanian"> | ~ telepathic communication ~ | << comm. channel >> ​

<< That place you marked is a hornet's nest though, Banshee. It's full of cultists. Try to make or ask for geographical shots and check if there are exit flights, tunnels from this place, if so, where do they lead, over. >> she told her.

She immediately responded to the Twi'lek woman's words, all through her mind, without speaking out loud. During such actions, the biochip was indispensable. On the one hand, it was enough to think to the message's text someone wanted to send over the network was much faster than saying the words. Last but not least, there was no need to fear that anyone would hear them. True, in today's modern times it was a basic function that it could be set so that no sound came out of the helmet, only if it was allowed. But for Ingrid, it was much more comfortable.

There were further radio transmissions as she killed more cultists in this corridor. Meanwhile, there was one more message that was addressed directly to her. The talented young man, Rolin Doan.

<< Copy that, Mr. Doan. First, scout around the area and the temple with the Force. If you feel there are others inside, call for reinforcements and wait for them. Don't risk it! Only go in alone if you feel safe. Don't try to act like a hero. Do you copy? >> she told him.

A moment later, she sent another message, which could be important, since it could be two different groups of cultists that were found.

<< Banshee, it is Red Witch, if you have the data try to see if there is a connection in the tunnels between me and Mr. Doan's place, over! >> she told the woman too.

During this time, Ingrid's men also came inside entirely, the cultists were not particularly good fighters, so the members of the Hellhounds quickly cleared the place. When Ingrid didn't feel anyone in the place except her own people, she walked down to the centre of the place.

<"My Lord! The place is clear!"> the team leader told her.

<"Look around the place and look for additional cultists, as well as exit tunnels and passages!"> she ordered.

 

[Asudai Rapux]

Location: Old Cantha/Capital City, Panatha
Objective: Investigate and provide support
Tags: Ingrid L'lerim Fimrati Vailyippin Rolin Doan

<"Look around the place and look for additional cultists, as well as exit tunnels and passages!">

Even as Ingrid gave the order, Asudai had sent his men to surround the building on ground level on the east side. While the suspicious civilians were escorted away, Asudai and the rest of his men silently patrolled their side of the building.

Gunshots rang out. Asudai could immediately tell the direction; it came from the street his men had led the detained civilians through. Asudai signalled for three of his men to follow as they dashed on foot. Asudai drew his blade, blade ringing in the silence.

They turned the corner and saw the last of the civilians drop to the floor, smouldering holes drilled through their chests.

The men with Asudai raised their guns at their erstwhile comrades. The two escorting soldiers' guns still smoked from the discharge.

"Explain yourselves or face the fate of contravention."

Both soldiers turned to Asudai, their eyes confused and blank. One of them, in a voice too old for his mortal form, spoke:

"Forgive us, lord, for you know not what you do." And raised his gun to Asudai's head.

In a flash, the warlord ducked from the blaster shot, his Dao blade flashing forward. In under a heartbeat the soldier's head was decapitated, blood splashing everywhere. The other soldier raised his own gun but Asudai was faster, his free hand knocking the gun away while his sword cleaved the man's arm off at the wrist.

The soldier screamed and fell, his bloodied stump gushing blood. The Marquis' blade was no lightsaber, and so the wound was not cauterised.

"H-h-help m-me, m'lord," he cried out in fear, mumbling incoherently.

Before Asudai could order anything, the hairs on the back of his neck stood. He rolled to the side as the three soldiers fired at his back. One bolt caught in his armour and he staggered, grunting. He whirled around, Pushing with the Force. The soldiers flew off their feet.

"You turn your guns on your lord and benefactor!?" Asudai roared in anger. By the time one of the soldiers got to his feet, Asudai's blade was buried deep in his chest. The other two of the trio were gunned down by the warlord's own pistol.

Asudai turned back to the wounded soldier, who was still mumbling in fright.

No, not mumbling. Chanting.

An unnatural darkness seemed to press down on Asudai even as he raced to kill the last soldier, the latter's body now convulsing and writhing. Like a thick shroud over his mind, a constricting force around his lungs.

Asudai forced his arm up, aiming the pistol at the soldier, and fired.

The unnatural energy seemed to stop tightening but still it pressed into him, his mind starting to drift. His vision clouded and hands numb, Asudai reached for his comms and breathed a warning:

<"Steelwave actual to all units on net... Steelwave compromised... sever from net... code obsidian... code obs..> and then the darkness was all he knew.

Spoiler: OOC

Code Obsidian is a warning that dangerous Dark Side magic is in the vicinity

 

[Felmorante L'lerim]

BLAH BLAH BLAH
JUST SHOOT ALREADY

​

Equipment: Twin Full Leg Braces, Aspara Armor over Viper Mk. I Skinsuit, Dark Purple pair of Wrist Dazzlers, 4 Whimsy Knives, 3 Terminus Shivs, 4 Explosive Knives, 1 Scherezade Blade, 2 Sticky Glitter Grenades, 4 Giggle Grenades, 2 Pink Vapor Grenades, 4 Microdetonators
Ship and Ship Accessories: Teeny, Screaming Mimi
Companions: 1 Wolf Boi - Shiny Paws III, Stuffy Wig Dimplomats, Number Crunchy People
Objective: III - Negotiations
Location: Thelon
Tag: Open

The blade had stopped a hairs width from slicing into a local guard as they couldn't help but begin laughing despite the sheer panic that permeated their feelings. The frustrated growl of irritation coming sharply as Shiny barked at her.

"IknowIknow!" She snapped back, letting the long blade slide back into the sheath before taking the blaster pistols from around the room. Each bashed into each other as she tapped into a personal line.

<<"Teeny. Lock onto me and bring the ship close to the windo->>" She paused as she heard the small Droid complain about the idea through the line.

<<"It's a highly manueverable ship. It shouldn't have any problem I've been told with high rise-">> Only receiving further complaints as she walked back and forth between the desk and windows that allowed natural light into the room.

The wolf droid had a small but growing smirk that made Felmorante glare at it from behind the protective lense of her helm.

<<"Just get up here. High value people need a speedy exit....Yes myself included." The snappish reply came back as the droid gave a woeful affirmative across the line before shutting it off.

She huffed, glancing around at the security guards and rifling through their gear pockets. Finding enough restraint bracelets for everyone in the room as the sharp whistling of her ship drawing closer emitted through the paned windows. The vessel slowly hovered outside, trying to pinpoint her position as the giggling slowly began to subside.

"Oh. Right." Her hand closed around the hilt of a large Dagger that sank into the glass. A small timer clicking as she twisted and walked away from the side her own people had been seated. The three seconds it took gave her enough time to begin pulling on one of the stuffy-uppity negotiators for the planet as the window blew out.

An afterthought given to those passing below as the port side of the ship slowly drew closer and closer to the window in question. The hatch to the storage area opened, and her eyes narrowed at the sudden realization of how she was going to get everyone important aboard.

 

[Fimrati Vailyippin]

Fimrati "Banshee" Vailyippin
Blackwatch Psi Corps
Objective: Found and eliminate the cultists
Location: Capital City, Panatha
Equipment: | 1x AMRX-5 Slugthrower Rifle | 1x ABR1 Blaster Carbine | x2 ZJ-15 Pistol | x1 Combat Knife | Viper Mk. I Skinsuit |
Tags: Ingrid L'lerim | Rolin Doan | Asudai Rapux | Victor Vel Aath | Open

Fimrati listened to the information from Red Witch, and cursed. "Negative Red Witch. Only line I have is your entrance." she reported, already picking up her rifle. "I'm breaking cover. Will be unable to provide overwatch at this time." She finished, while uncoiling the strap and swinging the rifle onto her back. Grabbing ahold of her carbine, she swung it's strap to wrap around her arm. With everything going on, she wasn't taking chances. Raising the weapon, she began her trek down the building. Bypassing her own traps, she had was moving quickly when the sound of boots reached her ears. "This is Banshee, Any friendlies in my area?" She sub-vocalized into her radio. With no response, she braced the weapon to her shoulder. As the group entered her vision, their ramshackle appearance confirmed her suspicion. The weapons helped as well.

With some quick reactions, aided by the Force, she brought her carbine to bare and began to engage them. Precision fire and the suddenness of her attack aided her, as the 6 man team she ran into were taken down. They began to react, firing blindly as they tried to work out what was happening. 2 already lay dead, and the remaining 4 weren't trained at all. So it was almost no contest, but even a lucky idiot could kill a master assassin. And so Fimrati just made sure that she didn't give the idiots a chance to be lucky. After another minute of fire, the situation was settled. "Banshee to friendly net, 7 hostiles down at my location. Displacing and proceeding to provide Red Witch assistance. Over and out."

There was no two ways about it. Her position had proven fruitless for giving the Empress the information that she needed to succeed much less survive. If she wanted to do her job, she needed to be boots on the ground with her. Since remote support was no longer possible. She'd just do it up close. Approaching the door, she checked where she could. It looked to be clear, but she wasn't taking chances. Not with everything going on. Not with that sense she was getting in the back of her mind that something was wrong about this whole thing. Doorway clear, she swung in, and began to work her way through the passages. "Banshee to Red Queen. I'm entering the compound now. Will link up ASAP." She sub-vocalized once more, not wanting to expose herself any more than she had to. Especially not while she had her slugthrower on her back potentially causing her to have a grab point hostiles could use against her.

 

[Rolin Doan]

Objective: Cult of the Horrors
Location: Capital City, Panatha
Tags: Ingrid L'lerim - Fimrati Vailyippin - Asudai Rapux - Victor Vel Aath


Rolin neared the temple, frowning underneath the shadows that hid him from the cultists that no doubt were inside. He saw no reason as to why he needed to wait for reinforcements, the ones inside were fanatics, crazed lunatics that were willing to plunge head first into darkness. They would be nothing to him, he knew this. He could clear the building in minutes and further investigate, waiting for soldiers would be a waste of time and resources.

But he also knew what would happen if he disobeyed orders, and it wasn't a very pleasant thought.

< "…Understood." >

Still, he needed to actually feel out what awaited him either way. It would be foolish to simply charge in like a rancor with no plan.

Rolin then reached out with the force, to sense those within the temple, and if there were any force sensitives among their numbers.

He could feel the presence of a few dozen, most likely around 4, of the planet's natives, their minds muddled, crazed, some desperate, others hollow. Some he could sense had some sense of power, but were untrained, they would be fodder, swinging the force around like a primitive would a club. He could do it. Sneak around, cut down the force users first, cause panic, get them to scatter. The ruins would provide plenty of cover for him to engage and disengage as he wished, the cultists would have no experience fighting someone that wasn't some helpless civilian.

He knew that any Knight Warden would be able to easily handle such a force. His master certainly could. And his Empress could most likely do it as easy as he would practicing his ligthsaber forms.

Rolin bit back a sigh. He couldnt afford to risk messing this up. There could still be some unseen forces after all. And mistakes due to pride would not be tolerated.

< "Red Witch come in, this is Doan. There are most likely around 4 dozen cultists in the area, possibly more. A few of which I can sense to be force sensitive, but are very weak and untrained. Awaiting orders." >