Condor Legion (Aargonar Dominion)

[Falon Azrakel]

With the last of the artillery in his sights, Falon armed all cannons and nodded to Iblis. "Stop the walker and arm the guns. There's the last of the buggers." All of the main guns were cooled down, power-core energy at eighty-eight percent. "All systems ready. Fire when ready." Iblis smiled, his pale face glowing with excitement. "Good. I must say; I'm not going to--"

A heavy slug flew from the rebel artillery, slamming into the front wing of the walker. The cockpit shook, Falon's helmet slamming against the cold grey wall to his left. "What the--" Another slug slammed into the walker, the heavy metal slamming through both of the front legs' knee joints.

"Brace yourself!" Falon yelled, gripping the controls before him as a third slug completely obliterated the knees of the front two legs, the walker tipping forwards and crashing into the dunes in a great wave of sand, red lights blaring in the cockpit and klaxons blaring. The walker slumped forwards without a third of its main support, and as it fell it began to tip to the right, the hulking durasteel beast crushing a group of rebels and damaging the remainder of the artillery.

Blood seeped out of Falon's helmet as he lay limp across his control planet, arms splayed across the vast array of buttons and levers, gauges and screens. Even more deathly pale, Iblis lifted Falon's head from the controls, tearing his helmet off incase he was suffocating. Panicking, Iblis flicked on Comms, his voice shaky.

"This is Lieutenant General Iblis. The walker is down and General Azrakel is injured. I repeat, the walker is down."

 

[Matreya]

Slashing through the men's hands quickly, he force pushed them up against the walls with enough force to knock them unconscious. Turning he walked towards the exit he had created, leaping up and out to safety. Charging force energy, he gripped the guns cannon with his mind and bent it upwards, crippling the tank.

Landing with a soft tick, Zaiden heard over his Com, that one of their walkers were down. And a general to it would seem..

Turning Zaiden called to @[member="Eldoc Quasat"], "We should provide assistance to the men!"

(@[member="Falon Azrakel"] if your going to need any assistance)

 

[Eldoc Quasat]

Eldoc smiled for a moment before he saw that there were more armor units He decided to make a fun comm call. @[member="Ashin Varanin"] ( to your captain ) " Captain, we would love a orbital strike.. on some armored units in the heart of the city, " He said as he called Zaiden next " Move asap, orbital bombardment is incoming. " He said as he jumped up on a building and awaited the fireworks. He also needed a break... it was tiring to fight so many men. His breath was ragged, and his muscles ached.

It was strange but his apprentice was definitely learning, but he still had much to learn, he was to over zealous. It was insane to attack armored units like that.. well unless you were lucky enough to pull of what he had done.
@[member="Zaiden"]

 

[Matreya]

Zaiden bolted quickly towards the city limits. Leaping through the hole once again, Zaiden shouted to the remaining men that had followed him and his master, "Fall back!"

Running full speed from the site for several moments, Zaiden didn't stop until he was sure he was out of range. Only then did he squat again gasping for breath, he was pushing his body to the limit. Stupidly he felt he had something to prove. He could be the decisive factor in this battle. If he pushed himself to the very brink, he knew he could bring home the "keys".

Trying to catch his breath, he turned his head to watch @[member="Eldoc Quasat"]. But that action slipped his knee from underneath him and he wound up on his side face in the mud. Slowly sliding to sit against a rock he fought for his breath.

Slowly he regained his breath, and he activted his comlink, "@[member="Ashin Varanin"], empress, where am i from the nearest battle?" Rubbing his temples, he felt like he was getting holes drilled into his head.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

@[member="Eldoc Quasat"]
@[member="Zaiden"]

The response came in a single turbolaser bolt, in a piece of exceptional precision work. After all, to fire on a city where the Empress Herself was currently in residence-

The enemy hardpoint vanished; the city shook.

And Ashin Varanin, the Empress Herself, suddenly stood behind her two Hands. "Gentlemen, you've done fine, fine work. To you, I think, will go much of the credit for today's victories.

"The city is subjugated. I have troops pouring in, a prefabricated base on the ground -- we've won here. But there's an enemy stronghold, high in the mountains, about a hundred klicks south of here. I need both of you to help me. Come with me."

A shuttle awaited.

 

[Matreya]

Zaiden stood shakily, "Yes empress." With that he climbed onto the shuttle. Sitting down, he reached into his pocket and pulled out pieces of dried fruit. He began eating slowly, trying to regain a little of the energy he lost.

Laying his head back he smiled, "So far my first Dominion is going smooth."

 

[Falon Azrakel]

Stabbing out with one foot, Iblis sent the emergency escape hatch skidding across the sands, then proceeding to hook his hands under the armpits of the unconscious General Azrakel, his blood leaking across his icy-white jumpsuit. The man felt heavy as Iblis dragged him out of the cockpit and onto the sands, but it might have had something to do with the fact that Iblis hadn't done much physical exercise in a few years.

Rolling the General over, Iblis hurried to pull his helmet from his head, planting it firmly in the sand beside him. "Falon? Falon!?" Iblis was shaking as he saw his closest friend bleed out on the pale dunes. There was a large gash running across Falon's face, blood steadily flowing from the wound. The rebels were now the least of his worries, the disorganised group now fleeing after the loss of their main ranks of artillery.

Biting his lip, Iblis took to his feet, scrambling into the smoking cockpit of the walker to access the main hold. The hold was ablaze, great tongues of fire licking at his feet as he dashed for the medical kit. Tearing it from his holdings, he sprinted through the flames, arms flailing as he jumped from the walker and slammed onto the sands in a cloud of dust. Ripping open the kit, he took the bandages within and wrapped them round the General's forehead to contain the wound.

Hoisting the man across his shoulders, Iblis knelt down upon the sands, pulling out his comms once more. "This is Lieutenant Iblis with a situation update. The general has been cleared from the wreckage and the rebels have retreated from their main artillery positions. Requesting evac."

 

[Eldoc Quasat]

Eldoc smirked, it wasn't everyday the Empress her self appeared behind you.
" Of course Empress, as you will. " He bowed out of respect to her and proceeded into the Shuttle, motioned his apprentice to do the same. "
He was so glad that the hardpoint was gone... and now he was yet again preparing himself for the next point, he stood and waited for the empress to sit first, before he would dare, in the shuttle.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

@[member="Eldoc Quasat"]
@[member="Zaiden"]

Ashin took her seat in the shuttle, and the vessel lifted off. A cacophony of comm chatter echoed back from the cockpit, and she picked out certain words.

"General Azrakel is down. Pilot, take us there."

Within minutes, the shuttle settled beside @[member="Falon Azrakel"] and the ruined walker. Ashin stalked out. "We have a medical droid on board. It's Iblis, isn't it? Good. We're going to need both you and the General for the final push to take the mountain fortress. And I need your perspective on the assault. Stay with me, General."

 

[Ashin Varanin]

@[member="Sasha Santhe"]

Leaving @[member="Jacen Cavill"] to handle the sandworm with @[member="Val'Ryss Zankarr"], Velok hopped on another transport shuttle.

"Take me to the fortress," he growled.

Within a double handful of minutes at full speed, the transport began to rock from antiaircraft fire. The mountain fortress that reared up out of the sand was heavily defended with clifftop guns. He grimaced.

"Velok to Santhe. Bestir yourself and eliminate this anti-air so the rest of us can land."

 

[Sasha Santhe]

"Bestir? Really old man?" Sasha said through the comlink as she slammed on the door to the cockpit and ordered the pilot droid, through the force, to turn and set a course toward the mountain. Two droid Starfighters broke off and followed her. The ship rattled as anti aircraft fire started to raise up against them. It was time to back off, Santhe decided ordering her droid pilot to divert course to a nearby ravine. The ravine provided enough cover to get closer. She watched overhead as the fighters chased after the AA guns and started to eliminate them. Near the end of the ravine her gunship popped up and started shooting in any direction. One of the fighters was hit and spiraled down destroying an AA gun in the process. "We're all clear," Sasha signaled to Velok as her gunship landed on a pad opening up to the mountains.

Along with several war droids the girl left the ship, which provided overwatch and aproached the mountain fortress's entrance. There would no doubt be traps...

 

[Ashin Varanin]

@[member="Sasha Santhe"]

Velok stalked alongside the girl with eminent bad humor. The door which they approached was a secondary entrance, but still heavily reinforced. An automated or remote turret whirred to life beside the door, and the Dark Lord's lightsabre flared to life as he sidestepped. His lightsabre blade, outstretched to his side, became an immovable object, reflecting the fire back to the dual capital-grade laser cannons.

His arm didn't budge an inch, but it cost him.

The cannons detonated. He stalked past their debris and sank his lightsabre into the fortified door.

 

[Sasha Santhe]

The pair walked down the hallway, droids following close behind. A blast door shut in front of them. "Someone doens't want us to continue," Sasha siad staring up and waving at a camera. She closed her eyes and followed the electronic feed until she came to the system. It was easy enough from there to overload the cameras. "There now they can't watch anymore." The door before them still didn't open.

Stepping forward the girl ignited her saber and started to cut into the door, "We have to assume they have reinforcements behind this door," she said as her saber changed angles to cut horizontally. She smiled at the old Whiphid, he did not like her at all, "Can I count on you?"

 

[Ashin Varanin]

Velok smiled, all tusk, his eyes slitting. "Oh, always..."

The improvised door fell free, and he blasted the room with a storm of crimson lightning. Grenades caught the arcs in midflight, and shrapnel rattled everywhere. Explosions blinded him.

He reset his optic nerves and blinked it all away in seconds, stalking through the improvised door.

"One room after another. I'd rather like to do better than this..."

The next room opened up into a wide mountain chasm, with parts of the fortress built into both walls. Velok stepped back from the edge as snipers fired at him from the other side.

 

[Sasha Santhe]

Santhe followed Velok into the room behind her. Sasha deflected a blaster bolt and laughed. With a simple mental command her droids started to pour in through the hole and fire across the chasm at the enemy. Sasha personally directed two of them, trust Velok to not let her die, to jump across and climb the mountain edge. She wiggled her hands like a puppeteer willing the mechanical creations into motion. She took the opportunity to show off a little for Velok having a droid jump and engage a trooper in hand to hand throwing the snipers rifle aside and then kicking him from the ledge. It was a great deal of control all things considered. "All thanks to you," she said attempting to be humble. It didn't suit her.

 

[Falon Azrakel]

@[member="Ashin Varanin"]

Iblis stepped aboard, his teeth gritted under the weight of the general across his shoulders. Setting him down, he thanked the empress briefly, not wanting to say something too substantial in thanks incase he offended some kind of antiquated law and was set to be executed. That and he didn't want to go on. It would probably haunt him forever if he irritated the Empress, or ended up seeming like some kind of idiot. Looking over at the general, he injected the last of the painkillers into the unconscious man and tried let him wake up of his own accord.

Feeling the man's pulse via his neck, he was relieved to all hell to know he was still alive. "The General's pulse is fine." Putting his ear close to Falon's mouth, he listened close. "As is his breathing. I think we're clear to wake him." Shaking the thickly insulated shoulders of the general, he watched as his eyes slowly flickered open. "...What the bleeding h-" The man's eyes opened wide as he saw the Empress. "Iblis. Would you care to--" Spluttering blood across his white jumpsuit, the man suddenly had a very sour expression on his face.

"Would you care to explain why I'm in a shuttle with the Empress, you, a medical droid and two other people. And why I'm bleeding from both my forehead and mouth." Iblis let out a great breath as he saw the General in a state not riddled with unconsciousness and ill health. "The walker went down, and you received your wound to your head with it. I asked for an evac. Here you are." The man's tone was slightly patronising, and Falon's expression held up. "Thanks for that."

He exhaled heavily and turned to the Empress. "What do you require of me, Empress?"

 

[Ashin Varanin]

@[member="Falon Azrakel"]
@[member="Eldoc Quasat"]
@[member="Zaiden"]

A sick radiance whirled around Ashin's hands. She was no dedicated healer, and she'd botched the transition from Light Side healing to Dark Repair, but she had the general idea. Azrakel's wound knitted shut. In a week or two, of course, they would open again, but by then he'd have all kinds of medical attention.

"My Hands and I are about to assault the mountain fortress from the rooftop. There's a narrow pass below the fortress, a hardpoint. It needs to be decisively crushed. I'm giving you one of the first AT-SAT's ever deployed in combat."

The shuttle set down temporarily beside a gigantic walker, which was surrounded by tanks and all manner of war materiel.

"Here's where you get off, General. The rest of us are bound for a different angle of attack. Good luck."

 

[Ashin Varanin]

@[member="Sasha Santhe"]

"I'm not comfortable with your power," he said.

Black spears formed in his hands, and he threw them across the chasm as he lumbered from cover to cover. Sniper fire pinned him down for a moment, but he arced a spear, eyes half-lidded, and the fire slackened.

"That better not be a rocket launcher over there..."

 

[Darth Hauntruss]

@[member="Jacen Cavill"]
Turning to face the gaint gaping mouth of the enormous transport, Val'Ryss patted the worm and it slithered into the transport. Watching its giant frame squeeze into the transport, she looked at Jacen with her golden eyes, "Boy, take us to the mountain fortress, drop us straight on top. Not near it, on it. If my creation and I fall upon the edge we may eat our own forces in our advance." Val'Ryss finishing turned her head and with a flap of her dark cloak proceeded to enter into the ship. Standing next her monstrous pet, she harnessed the force to send a message to Master @Velok The worm and I are in place Master Velok. I shall arrive shortly.

 

[Eldoc Quasat]

Eldoc was impressed, that was alot of armor... It was soon going to be a time where he would begin the dance of death, and he leaned against the wall, his eyes closed, He was meditating, focusing on the force, and life, and trying to make sense of what was happening around them. He waited for orders, but until then this was going to have to do.

He found it helped in moments like this to focus on his pain, and such, having taken a wound and it hurt like hell, but that pain fueled him, It was the pain that kept him going, anyone around him, if sensing him would feel that pain, as he meditated, waiting for the Empress to assign something for him to do, he hated moments like this, Well at least when he didn't have a drink, Waiting was only good for one thing, drinking, but now was hardly a time to drink. Eldoc looked to Zaiden, opening his eyes after a while. " Good job out there kid, you are making me proud, at this rate, you will be a knight in no time " He said, the kid was making him proud.

@[member="Ashin Varanin"] @[member="Falon Azrakel"] @[member="Zaiden"]