Faction Boxing Day ; The Unblessed visit Chroma Zed

[Zenva Vrotoa]

The Warhammer, as Zenva had so affectionately named the Heavy Carrier class Battlecruiser, dropped from Hyperspace not far from the lush, mountainous world of Chroma Zed. A breathtaking world of jungles hidden in the valleys of splendid mountain ranges. Massive rivers winding though ancient forests to create stunning waterfalls. And since the influences of criminal underworld had found this paradise, the occasional exotic island resort. Others, like the Confederacy of Independent Systems, had brought elaborate domed cities to portions of world. For thousands of years now, those like Zenva, and her allies had used the world for a dozen reasons. No slaves would be harvested today, though she was certain it would be an enjoyable afternoon all the same.

At present however, Zenva sat, sipping brandy and smoking something which left a soft pink smoke in the air around her, in a private dining room within a private suite. Hidden away deep within the armored hull of her newest masterpiece of War, Zenva's bizarre yellow-red eyes stared at the domed ceilings while she enjoyed the near silence of the essentially autonomous vessel. The Battlecruiser was her largest, and most sophisticated warship to date, and she was dead certain she was going to keep this small piece of it for herself. The nearly four thousand meters of potential death wasn't meant for her own humor however, it would be turned into a mobile platform for sciences well beyond the Crimson Devil's understanding. What exactly her newest allies among the LCFO, and the Unblessed would do with the Ship wasn't really her concern so along as she got to sit in this apartment from time to time.

The quiet she enjoyed was shattered. A golden Droid entered her apartments, it's heavy stride echoed like thunder against the marble floors and hard wood walls, earning it a vicious scowl be the time it reached her. "Excellency, we have arrived. Your forces are preparing to depart as we speak. Everything will be ready for the transfer of ownership within the hour, as requested. Do you require anything else, Mistress?"

"Have my ship depart with my Guard. I'll call for it if I'm actually denied the use of the Dropships aboard the Warhammer." She responded in her vicious mother tongue, Zabraki. Few outside her people spoke the harsh language, but her Droid was beyond useful. It replied with an affirmative and she simply waved the Droid away. It turned, stomping simply to annoy her, she was convinced of it, to send her personal Transport to the planet below for the time being.

"Oh, F-three, make sure the security systems for this room are set to my biometrics, alright? No one enters my suite without me here." Laughter, rich and sweet, filled her chambers for a moment as the Droid answered with another affirmative. "And let me know when guests arrive. I'm sure it will still take me forever and a day to cross this amazing ship, but let me know all the same." Again the Droid acknowledged her orders, though her gaze had long returned to the ornate ceilings above her.

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Open! The Unblessed, and it's allies welcome.

• Tours of The Unblessed Flagship
• Explore the paradise of Chroma Zed
• Socialize with new folks

Aaaine
Achan Jaikavi

 

[Achan Jaikavi]

Achan stood alone on the bridge of the new flagship for their movement. The idea that the movement had grown in scope to such a degree that it even needed such a vessel was outstanding. Each panel, each circuit, each bolt and each weld had been paid for by those dedicated to eradicating Force-uer dominance over the galaxy. He was proud of their achievements thus far.

With this new vessel, no only would they have a platform from which to launch their guerrilla style attacks on Sith and Jedi alike, but their scientists would finally have a lab set up that could move with them when they had to flee from persecution. This would expedite their plans to a great degree.

The air was cool, recycled but clean. The consoles were industrial, but with smooth edges and corners. The ship was perfect. This was, however, the only time he would ever be on it. He would meet with a few high ranking member of the movement, and then he would depart before the full tours began. His identity was still too closely guarded a secret to stay on this ship as its benefactor.

No. He would only be here for a short time.

Aaaine Zenva Vrotoa