The Red of Sinner
Battle Sister
Planet: Lorrd
Location: Outside Lorrd Space
Objective: Wipe out any Vong remnants, and other resenting groups, but first, we got to land on the planet.
[member="The Onyx"] [member="Zane Hara"] [member="Kaia Brin"] [member="Tiberius Rex"] [member="Breanna Volsh"] [member="Xaefo Mardekin"] [member="Oka Osaa"] [member="stardust"] [member="Ghrom Xenos"] / [member="Kezeroth the Hateful"] [member="Silara Vantai"] [member="Vash Ordo"] [member="Navio"] [member="Ice"] [member="Coric Adromak"] [member="Razz Michaels"] @Chess Tixila [member="Keturah X"] [member="Katar"] [member="Aken Bosch"] @Ash Hettir [member="Cross Ikon"] [member="Emerald Sage"] [member="Eve"] [member="Keltin Gelfon"] [member="Kikhveakkaz"] [member="Lich"] [member="Michael Steelfang"] [member="Lyon Hara"] [member="O22-956"] [member="Rik'Tani"] [member="Solan Charr"] [member="X30-20G"] [member="Shiro De'Vol"]
Aboard the Hazard Beauty.
With enough recources, and diligence, the King of Shadows sat in his captain's chair, awaiting for the Shadow Fleet to approach the planet Lorrd. A place where slavery happened over, and over again, where the Vong set foot, and left their disgusting leftovers of Vong tech. He hated the idea that these people were once slaves, but hated the Vongs more. They were once allies so long ago in the Horde, but now he saw the error of his ways.
Romeo lounged about in his chair, watching the crews every other way, and which, thinking it was funny how he never saw himself running a crew, much less a empire! But here he was, a king, and in his Dark Jedi ways, leading a army. Leading friends, and family. Here he sat, pondering about how best to go about this, because not to long ago, he heard on the news, something he didn't watch very often, about how the neighboring planet of Lorrd was being attacked by a remnant of what was the Horde. A splinter group of mad zealots, and prophets, Vong Shapers, and probably if not anything else a Yammosk, big giant brains with telepathy powers. Romeo found them gross, and a thing to burn out of history. These Vong were not part of the One Sith, but a early group who branched off from the Horde. They were apparently trying to retake the planet from the Lorridans in a conquest much like their old counter group from the
Galactic Alliance era. Funny how old habits are hard to kill.
None the less, he was here to resolve the planet of it's pests, and in return demand that they serve under his empire, and protection, or else face not slavery, but brutal punishment till they give in. He had his ways to do such a thing, and hoped that it didn't have to come to that. He did not want to seem like Sith, but sometimes you had to be rough to get what you wanted. Growth, and expansion of his empire. He opened up his coms to all ships in the Shadow Fleet.
"It Is Time!"
With those words, hundreds of thousands of troopers would be preparing for the fight ahead, they would be gearing up, pilots would be settling up in their starfighters, and whatnot. Now he was standing, watching his fleet prepare themselves for war.
"It's time for the galaxy to know who we are."
He said in his coms, and to himself. He had on his right hip, a lightsaber of no special thing inside, it was a average, red blade. Nothing more, nothing less. Since [member="LLP-850"] took his, he needed a new one, so crafted a normal lightsaber, just for this, though soon he would craft a new one to fit his new role as King of the Shadows, and Exiles.
Location: Outside Lorrd Space
Objective: Wipe out any Vong remnants, and other resenting groups, but first, we got to land on the planet.
[member="The Onyx"] [member="Zane Hara"] [member="Kaia Brin"] [member="Tiberius Rex"] [member="Breanna Volsh"] [member="Xaefo Mardekin"] [member="Oka Osaa"] [member="stardust"] [member="Ghrom Xenos"] / [member="Kezeroth the Hateful"] [member="Silara Vantai"] [member="Vash Ordo"] [member="Navio"] [member="Ice"] [member="Coric Adromak"] [member="Razz Michaels"] @Chess Tixila [member="Keturah X"] [member="Katar"] [member="Aken Bosch"] @Ash Hettir [member="Cross Ikon"] [member="Emerald Sage"] [member="Eve"] [member="Keltin Gelfon"] [member="Kikhveakkaz"] [member="Lich"] [member="Michael Steelfang"] [member="Lyon Hara"] [member="O22-956"] [member="Rik'Tani"] [member="Solan Charr"] [member="X30-20G"] [member="Shiro De'Vol"]
Aboard the Hazard Beauty.
With enough recources, and diligence, the King of Shadows sat in his captain's chair, awaiting for the Shadow Fleet to approach the planet Lorrd. A place where slavery happened over, and over again, where the Vong set foot, and left their disgusting leftovers of Vong tech. He hated the idea that these people were once slaves, but hated the Vongs more. They were once allies so long ago in the Horde, but now he saw the error of his ways.
Romeo lounged about in his chair, watching the crews every other way, and which, thinking it was funny how he never saw himself running a crew, much less a empire! But here he was, a king, and in his Dark Jedi ways, leading a army. Leading friends, and family. Here he sat, pondering about how best to go about this, because not to long ago, he heard on the news, something he didn't watch very often, about how the neighboring planet of Lorrd was being attacked by a remnant of what was the Horde. A splinter group of mad zealots, and prophets, Vong Shapers, and probably if not anything else a Yammosk, big giant brains with telepathy powers. Romeo found them gross, and a thing to burn out of history. These Vong were not part of the One Sith, but a early group who branched off from the Horde. They were apparently trying to retake the planet from the Lorridans in a conquest much like their old counter group from the
Galactic Alliance era. Funny how old habits are hard to kill.
None the less, he was here to resolve the planet of it's pests, and in return demand that they serve under his empire, and protection, or else face not slavery, but brutal punishment till they give in. He had his ways to do such a thing, and hoped that it didn't have to come to that. He did not want to seem like Sith, but sometimes you had to be rough to get what you wanted. Growth, and expansion of his empire. He opened up his coms to all ships in the Shadow Fleet.
"It Is Time!"
With those words, hundreds of thousands of troopers would be preparing for the fight ahead, they would be gearing up, pilots would be settling up in their starfighters, and whatnot. Now he was standing, watching his fleet prepare themselves for war.
"It's time for the galaxy to know who we are."
He said in his coms, and to himself. He had on his right hip, a lightsaber of no special thing inside, it was a average, red blade. Nothing more, nothing less. Since [member="LLP-850"] took his, he needed a new one, so crafted a normal lightsaber, just for this, though soon he would craft a new one to fit his new role as King of the Shadows, and Exiles.