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Dark Lord of the Sith
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Crimson Tide (Sith vs. Republic Invasion of Manaan)
- Thread starter Darth Shadow
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Marcus Faust
Fracti No Ultra
Not far behind @[member="Alendarius Veygar"] was a shadowy figure, one who stepped from the dropship behind the tank of a Sith without a word. Yellow, predatory eyes scanned the area, intent on finding a target, the senator who presented himself made this job far to easy. @[member="Zarro Verres"] would find himself staring into the eyes of not only Alendarius, but the mask of Marcus as well. "Keep him busy, I will incapacitate him, then you may have your kill apprentice." He ordered to his underling, the boy wasn't his apprentice, but Marcus still held authority over him, and as the head assassin of the Sith, it would be unwise to disobey.
The senator was a dog, literally, fur and all. He was a symbol to the Republic, of their precious freedom that destroyed so many lives, and would destroy so many more should he not stop them. So he would, without question or hesitation or mercy. The animal would be put down within a matter of moments.
The senator was a dog, literally, fur and all. He was a symbol to the Republic, of their precious freedom that destroyed so many lives, and would destroy so many more should he not stop them. So he would, without question or hesitation or mercy. The animal would be put down within a matter of moments.
Darth Shadow
An Ancient Evil
@[member="#3395"]
The Sith Master looked at the trooper briefly, amazed that such an underling would address him. For a moment he considered blasting the trooper with lightning, if only to restore balance to the universe.
Finally he simply waved. "Get to your unit, soldier. You are going to Ahto City. Go," he commanded, the Force empowering his final word so there would be no more hesitation.
@[member="Elani Zambrano"]
Another message, but this time from someone important. Mildly so anyway.
"The city is to be taken, but do not go out of your way to spare the useless fish people. All Republic and Jedi forces are to be killed unless they surrender. The surrendered ones will make useful propaganda. If all else fails...there is always the Omega Solution."
Elani's bombers and ships had been loaded a special cargo by the Sith Master. If all else failed it would be used to ensure that Manaan would be useless to the Republic in victory....
The Sith Master looked at the trooper briefly, amazed that such an underling would address him. For a moment he considered blasting the trooper with lightning, if only to restore balance to the universe.
Finally he simply waved. "Get to your unit, soldier. You are going to Ahto City. Go," he commanded, the Force empowering his final word so there would be no more hesitation.
@[member="Elani Zambrano"]
Another message, but this time from someone important. Mildly so anyway.
"The city is to be taken, but do not go out of your way to spare the useless fish people. All Republic and Jedi forces are to be killed unless they surrender. The surrendered ones will make useful propaganda. If all else fails...there is always the Omega Solution."
Elani's bombers and ships had been loaded a special cargo by the Sith Master. If all else failed it would be used to ensure that Manaan would be useless to the Republic in victory....
Xavier Vi'dreya
Character
A small boy stood next to @[member="Darth Shadow"], dwarfed by the Sith Master he stood beside. Kära had wanted him to see this, and he hadn't argued, it was a nice change from the dense Felucian jungles, besides he bridge of a starship was awesome in just about every way. Xavier had a single guard, TK-4242, the stormtrooper who'd found him on Bastion (and the on who this account used to belong to), but he trusted the Fett clone, he'd never hurt Xavier. "Can I help Lord Shadow?" He questioned, using the title Kära had requested that he use when addressing his superiors, which was everyone at this point.
Darth Shadow
An Ancient Evil
@[member="Xavier Vi'dreya"]
It seemed a day for people popping up on his command bridge. This one at least he knew about. Darth Kyros had wanted the child to witness the battle in space, figuring he was safer here than on the ground. True enough.
"No. Stay with TK and observe, do not touch or speak unless it is gravely necessary," he said sternly. He did not like children, and though he had obviously been one, that was thousands of years ago.
It seemed a day for people popping up on his command bridge. This one at least he knew about. Darth Kyros had wanted the child to witness the battle in space, figuring he was safer here than on the ground. True enough.
"No. Stay with TK and observe, do not touch or speak unless it is gravely necessary," he said sternly. He did not like children, and though he had obviously been one, that was thousands of years ago.
Xavier Vi'dreya
Character
Xavier nodded quickly, returning to his stormtrooper escort and walking over to one of the viewports and watching with awe as the Sith vessels approached the planet of Maan. "Tee Kay, did you ever go on the ground and fight?" He asked, looking up at the trooper, who gave a quick nod, but the four year old could tell this was not something the trooper wished to discuss, not with someone so young. Xavier had grown used to this, Kära, Thyrian, TK, they all had little parts of their past which were off limits, and he'd learned to accept that.
@[member="Darth Shadow"]
@[member="Darth Shadow"]
Pier Six.
Standing on the Sixth pier looking out from my post as a simple soldier in armor on Mannan. Taking my time of looking out into the waters. Even though I hated this planet, I was assigned here. One of the things that held true, was my hate for water. I always felt weird about the substance. H2O. I was fine with drinking it, and playing around maybe on a nice afternoon in a simple pool, but on a planet were it was almost completely covered in water, it was my nightmare. Wearing my standard armor with a SR4 blaster slung over my chest in the ready position. I looked up into the clear sky to see nothing but blue. and turning slightly to my right, did I see what looked to be like a black dot in the sky. Coming closer I could see that it was not of the Republics.
My eyes went wide. I aimed my rifle up towards the black dot, using my scope as a farsight, I could see the outline of the ship, and almost instantly I knew that Mannan was under attack.
Standing on the Sixth pier looking out from my post as a simple soldier in armor on Mannan. Taking my time of looking out into the waters. Even though I hated this planet, I was assigned here. One of the things that held true, was my hate for water. I always felt weird about the substance. H2O. I was fine with drinking it, and playing around maybe on a nice afternoon in a simple pool, but on a planet were it was almost completely covered in water, it was my nightmare. Wearing my standard armor with a SR4 blaster slung over my chest in the ready position. I looked up into the clear sky to see nothing but blue. and turning slightly to my right, did I see what looked to be like a black dot in the sky. Coming closer I could see that it was not of the Republics.
My eyes went wide. I aimed my rifle up towards the black dot, using my scope as a farsight, I could see the outline of the ship, and almost instantly I knew that Mannan was under attack.
''Yes Master.'' He said instinctively. Even though the man behind him wasn't his real master, he was still much more skilled than he was and much more powerful. He then turned to the furry man that thought he would be able to stand against the Sith. ''Oh, you think you can defeat me?'' He said as he drew his Lightsaber. Then he activated it. His black robes turned a shade of red from the light that was emitted by the crimson blade. He entered an opening stance for Soresu and waved his waved his hand forwards and backwards as a challenge. The Jedi would not stand a chance against him, of that he was certain.
@[member="Marcus Faust"] @[member="[/FONT][FONT=Tahoma]Z[/FONT]arro Verres"]
@[member="Marcus Faust"] @[member="[/FONT][FONT=Tahoma]Z[/FONT]arro Verres"]
Flint Dexen
Wandering Lost Soul
@[member="Marcus Faust"] @[member="Alendarius Veygar"] @Zarro Verres
Flint gritted his teeth as he watched the Imperial forces descend upon Manaan. Much of the Republic's forces were still involved in the attack on Ossus, there weren't abundant numbers of Republic forces in defending the planet, but Flint knew how vital this planet was to the Republic. And besides, there were people here. Thousands, millions actually, that would be affected by the Imperial takeover. Flint wasn't going to let that happen.
He moved quickly through the capital city. They would have to evacuate the citizens of the city before anything else. Before he knew it, Flint found himself facing two Sith and a furry creature he recognized as a senator in a confrontation. Running forward, Flint launched a Force Push at the Sith Apprentice, who was in a ready Soresu stance. If effective as hoped, it would knock the apprentice off his feet, or at the minimum, throw the Sith off balance and give Flint time to get to the senator.
The Jedi Knight activated his lightsaber, the blue blade igniting as Flint positioned himself between the Sith and the senator. "Senator, you must convince the Ahto City Civil Authority to get everyone off the city." the Jedi requested with respect. He knew that the senator was ready to fight, but he felt as if the senator's diplomatic skills would be much more needed in the current situation in getting everyone evacuated. With that, Flint faced the two Sith, ready for combat.
Flint gritted his teeth as he watched the Imperial forces descend upon Manaan. Much of the Republic's forces were still involved in the attack on Ossus, there weren't abundant numbers of Republic forces in defending the planet, but Flint knew how vital this planet was to the Republic. And besides, there were people here. Thousands, millions actually, that would be affected by the Imperial takeover. Flint wasn't going to let that happen.
He moved quickly through the capital city. They would have to evacuate the citizens of the city before anything else. Before he knew it, Flint found himself facing two Sith and a furry creature he recognized as a senator in a confrontation. Running forward, Flint launched a Force Push at the Sith Apprentice, who was in a ready Soresu stance. If effective as hoped, it would knock the apprentice off his feet, or at the minimum, throw the Sith off balance and give Flint time to get to the senator.
The Jedi Knight activated his lightsaber, the blue blade igniting as Flint positioned himself between the Sith and the senator. "Senator, you must convince the Ahto City Civil Authority to get everyone off the city." the Jedi requested with respect. He knew that the senator was ready to fight, but he felt as if the senator's diplomatic skills would be much more needed in the current situation in getting everyone evacuated. With that, Flint faced the two Sith, ready for combat.
Verres too a quick look at @[member="Flint Dexen"], wondering if he was someone his boy had met. Still, the jedi was right. He was a diplomat and he recognized @[member="Marcus Faust"] from a description his son had given him. "Very well, I shall do as you ask, but one thing. That sith, the masked one. He has my boy's lightsaber. I'd appreciate it if you retrieved that object. It is rather important to him. The hilt is scaled with an open mouthed fox's head as the blade guard." He may not be fighting with him, but he would always do his best to help his son. The human who had shown up on his doorstep eighteen years ago.
Turning around, Zarro continued on his way, hitting his comlink to order his guards to help Dexen. Two sith on one jedi? That wasn't fair. Thus, it was only right that the old fox should even out the odds a bit. The troops passed by Zarro as he moved towards the building. He would do his part, and when he was done, these sith would find that the old fox, was far more crafty than any mere politician.
@Alendarius Veygar
Turning around, Zarro continued on his way, hitting his comlink to order his guards to help Dexen. Two sith on one jedi? That wasn't fair. Thus, it was only right that the old fox should even out the odds a bit. The troops passed by Zarro as he moved towards the building. He would do his part, and when he was done, these sith would find that the old fox, was far more crafty than any mere politician.
@Alendarius Veygar
The pale-haired Master levitated, deflecting blasterfire with a globe of energy that fritzed Shank's helmet eyepieces. He kept firing, pouring disruptor discharge into the shield-
And then the Master was gone. Shank blew imaginary smoke off his disruptor muzzle. "Move out, squad. Let's fix the situation."
They trotted off looking for Jedi to kill.
And then the Master was gone. Shank blew imaginary smoke off his disruptor muzzle. "Move out, squad. Let's fix the situation."
They trotted off looking for Jedi to kill.
Moira Skaldi
Paperclip Maximiser
Ahto City
War. At long last, after a long, disgusting period of peace, it was beginning to spread like wildfire across the Galaxy. It had been such a test of patience that the organics had been complacent. To be sure, by the way a droid measured time it was a short period, but that did not make it less annoying.
The thoughts of the so deceptively organic looking machine as she made her way through an alleyway on this change of events were clear:
Finally! She was a firm believer in the democratisation of terror. The hammer blow had fallen upon the fish planet, the ocean and the streets of Ahto City would turn red with the blood of the wicked and the innocent alike. Even as a human Moira had never been terribly fond of the fish people. For one it took them ages to finish a single sentence.
The Butcher of Contruum had come to visit Manaan, having been dispatched here in advance of the Sith invasion. While the bright sun of Manaan beamed down upon the planet, so deceptively heralding the start of a new, joyful day Moira came to a halt in front of a door, seemingly the entrance to one of many small apartments in a less populous district, and quickly keyed in a lengthy pass code. For just a moment her eyes flared up behind the electronic photoreceptors as the retinal scanner performed its function before the heavy durasteel door slid open, quickly closing behind her as she gracefully moved inside, a quick scan having confirmed that she was not being followed. Stepping into the the dark room she did not bother flick on the light, nightvision made that unnecessary.
A quick scan of the area led her to a hatch on the floor in a corner of the room, lifting it open she hopped down into a darkened bunker. Glancing around the shelves various weapons, all neatly and tidily arranged in a manner that might hint at obsessive-compulsive disorder, revealed themselves to her. A smuggler contact who had proved useful at Contruum had arranged it for her. His reward had been to be processed. Naturally Moira did not care for his consent, it was for his own good. She examined the weapons racks, lethal instruments of death dealers arrayed before her, such as the infamous Mark One Boltgun. Having once been employed by the Protectorate had its perks. Back on Yaga Minor she had fought against Sith on the side of Mandalorians and...Zombies, for want of a more scientific term.
Now she was here on their side. Like any other empire the Sith wanted to subjugate all life and exact their will upon the Galaxy. This was a rational goal. So was their proclivity for planet-killing superweapons. The inferno of Donanyd had been an impressive holocaust. The Age of Steel would erase the organic pestilence from the Galaxy, but much work needed to be done until then and the Empire paid well. It was always good when organics helped you get the funds to construct the tools of their demise. She took the boltgun along with spare magazines to be hidden in her duffel bag, a Verpine Shatter Gun, silenced and terribly lethal was hidden inside her coat along with a heavy sonic pistol, grenades of various types followed, lastly a flamer, blades for close quarter and a handful of explosive devices. And, of course, there was the HRD herself, designed for murder.
The roar of Imperial dropships could be heard from afar, she was tuned into the frequency of the Imperial channels and, using the in-built wireless communication, sent a burst transmission to her partner in crime. The infamous droid designated as @[member="MSE-007"]. A fitting accomplice in the venture of exterminating pitiful organic creatures. "At the safehouse. What is your status and ETA? The organics shall be crushed like vermin."
War. At long last, after a long, disgusting period of peace, it was beginning to spread like wildfire across the Galaxy. It had been such a test of patience that the organics had been complacent. To be sure, by the way a droid measured time it was a short period, but that did not make it less annoying.
The thoughts of the so deceptively organic looking machine as she made her way through an alleyway on this change of events were clear:
Finally! She was a firm believer in the democratisation of terror. The hammer blow had fallen upon the fish planet, the ocean and the streets of Ahto City would turn red with the blood of the wicked and the innocent alike. Even as a human Moira had never been terribly fond of the fish people. For one it took them ages to finish a single sentence.
The Butcher of Contruum had come to visit Manaan, having been dispatched here in advance of the Sith invasion. While the bright sun of Manaan beamed down upon the planet, so deceptively heralding the start of a new, joyful day Moira came to a halt in front of a door, seemingly the entrance to one of many small apartments in a less populous district, and quickly keyed in a lengthy pass code. For just a moment her eyes flared up behind the electronic photoreceptors as the retinal scanner performed its function before the heavy durasteel door slid open, quickly closing behind her as she gracefully moved inside, a quick scan having confirmed that she was not being followed. Stepping into the the dark room she did not bother flick on the light, nightvision made that unnecessary.
A quick scan of the area led her to a hatch on the floor in a corner of the room, lifting it open she hopped down into a darkened bunker. Glancing around the shelves various weapons, all neatly and tidily arranged in a manner that might hint at obsessive-compulsive disorder, revealed themselves to her. A smuggler contact who had proved useful at Contruum had arranged it for her. His reward had been to be processed. Naturally Moira did not care for his consent, it was for his own good. She examined the weapons racks, lethal instruments of death dealers arrayed before her, such as the infamous Mark One Boltgun. Having once been employed by the Protectorate had its perks. Back on Yaga Minor she had fought against Sith on the side of Mandalorians and...Zombies, for want of a more scientific term.
Now she was here on their side. Like any other empire the Sith wanted to subjugate all life and exact their will upon the Galaxy. This was a rational goal. So was their proclivity for planet-killing superweapons. The inferno of Donanyd had been an impressive holocaust. The Age of Steel would erase the organic pestilence from the Galaxy, but much work needed to be done until then and the Empire paid well. It was always good when organics helped you get the funds to construct the tools of their demise. She took the boltgun along with spare magazines to be hidden in her duffel bag, a Verpine Shatter Gun, silenced and terribly lethal was hidden inside her coat along with a heavy sonic pistol, grenades of various types followed, lastly a flamer, blades for close quarter and a handful of explosive devices. And, of course, there was the HRD herself, designed for murder.
The roar of Imperial dropships could be heard from afar, she was tuned into the frequency of the Imperial channels and, using the in-built wireless communication, sent a burst transmission to her partner in crime. The infamous droid designated as @[member="MSE-007"]. A fitting accomplice in the venture of exterminating pitiful organic creatures. "At the safehouse. What is your status and ETA? The organics shall be crushed like vermin."
Zahori Denko
Command Deck - The Crimson Fang
Skies Above Ahto City
Elani continued to sit aboard her ship's command deck as the dropships began unloading it's troopers and headed for the Sith embassy. Thousands of Blackblade troopers entered the city, engaging any and all Republic forces, pushing towards the Republic embassy. "You got it." Elani replied to @[member="Darth Shadow"]. Immediately, all of Elani's ships activated the IFF in order to confirm the locations of Sith personnel.
Before she spoke into the Sith channels, she began scrambling all Republic channels that would lead off the planet. "This is Elani Zambrano. My fleet will be firing danger close onto the city's surface when Darth Shadow gives the order. In the meantime, they shall provide cover in the air from any who'd dare interrupt us." She cut off the message there and headed for her ship's hanger to descend upon the city herself. Aboard her dropship were Blackblade Elites, trained to take down Jedi and other force users. "Anyone down there in the city: I will be pushing towards the Republic Embassy with my troops. May the Emperor's dark eyes watch over us all today." Elani relayed to all Sith personnel before landing onto the city's surface and engage Republic troopers.
@[member="TK-5914 Shank"] | @[member="Alendarius Veygar"] | @[member="Marcus Faust"] |
Skies Above Ahto City
Elani continued to sit aboard her ship's command deck as the dropships began unloading it's troopers and headed for the Sith embassy. Thousands of Blackblade troopers entered the city, engaging any and all Republic forces, pushing towards the Republic embassy. "You got it." Elani replied to @[member="Darth Shadow"]. Immediately, all of Elani's ships activated the IFF in order to confirm the locations of Sith personnel.
Before she spoke into the Sith channels, she began scrambling all Republic channels that would lead off the planet. "This is Elani Zambrano. My fleet will be firing danger close onto the city's surface when Darth Shadow gives the order. In the meantime, they shall provide cover in the air from any who'd dare interrupt us." She cut off the message there and headed for her ship's hanger to descend upon the city herself. Aboard her dropship were Blackblade Elites, trained to take down Jedi and other force users. "Anyone down there in the city: I will be pushing towards the Republic Embassy with my troops. May the Emperor's dark eyes watch over us all today." Elani relayed to all Sith personnel before landing onto the city's surface and engage Republic troopers.
@[member="TK-5914 Shank"] | @[member="Alendarius Veygar"] | @[member="Marcus Faust"] |
Marcus Faust
Fracti No Ultra
His boy? The furry dog thing was the father of the griping one? What in the hell had happened to the universe? "Oh I shall enjoy hurting you, kill the senator slowly apprentice. I will handle the Jedi for now." He ordered @[member="Alendarius Veygar"]. @[member="Zarro Verres"] presented the threat of a docile bantha to Faust, @[member="Flint Dexen"] on the other hand, he presented a threat. Pulling a lightsaber hilt from his side and igniting it, the very saber Zarro wanted so dearly ignited in Marcus' hands as he assumed a Dejm So stance.
Then he lashed out, a pseudo strike went for Flint's head, followed by a true one to his gut. The attacks were heavy and powerful, as well as rapid, anger was poured into each and every strike, giving his fire fuel to burn. Now Dexen would either block his attack, or have his stomach sliced clean open, and this would be a far shorter fight than expected.
Then he lashed out, a pseudo strike went for Flint's head, followed by a true one to his gut. The attacks were heavy and powerful, as well as rapid, anger was poured into each and every strike, giving his fire fuel to burn. Now Dexen would either block his attack, or have his stomach sliced clean open, and this would be a far shorter fight than expected.
Dris Negan
Jedi
A few more guards ran past, not even taking note of Dris as he wandered their building. They probably thought him some civilian who had came in to escape the chaos now inflicting Ahto. Poor bastards. They had no idea what High Com had planned for these people. Their people. Dris turned a corner marked "SECURITY SYSTEMS" and walked toward a heavy door.
He knocked.
The door opened and a suprised looking Selkath in uniform had a brief moment of clarity before a heavy round removed the alien's brain from the back of it's head. Dris moved the body from the chair it'd fallen into while shutting and locking the weighted door in a swift motion. He sat and went to work surveying the various cameras and options available to him.
Auto turrets? Down.
Comms? Down.
AA? Down.
He also set the rest of the turrets in the Security Station to riot mode, effectively turning the station into a free fire zone. All systems locked.
Ahto Security was effectively shut down.
Dris keyed his superiors and spoke in a neutral voice. "Attention all Imperial elements, Ahto Sec is shut down, feel free to move about the cabin."
He leaned back in the bloodied chair and watched the vid screens with a careful eye. Somebody might want the facility back.
@[member="Moira Skaldi"] @[member="TK-5914 Shank"] @[member="Zarro Verres"] @[member="Flint Dexen"] @[member="Alendarius Veygar"] @[member="Dareck Shaw"] @[member="Darth Shadow"]
He knocked.
The door opened and a suprised looking Selkath in uniform had a brief moment of clarity before a heavy round removed the alien's brain from the back of it's head. Dris moved the body from the chair it'd fallen into while shutting and locking the weighted door in a swift motion. He sat and went to work surveying the various cameras and options available to him.
Auto turrets? Down.
Comms? Down.
AA? Down.
He also set the rest of the turrets in the Security Station to riot mode, effectively turning the station into a free fire zone. All systems locked.
Ahto Security was effectively shut down.
Dris keyed his superiors and spoke in a neutral voice. "Attention all Imperial elements, Ahto Sec is shut down, feel free to move about the cabin."
He leaned back in the bloodied chair and watched the vid screens with a careful eye. Somebody might want the facility back.
@[member="Moira Skaldi"] @[member="TK-5914 Shank"] @[member="Zarro Verres"] @[member="Flint Dexen"] @[member="Alendarius Veygar"] @[member="Dareck Shaw"] @[member="Darth Shadow"]
Valentina Clairemont
Member
| @[member="TK-5914 Shank"] | @[member="Elani Zambrano"] |
Location: Ahto CityObjective: To engage any Jedi and Republic soldiers, secure the embassy.
Upon emerging from her drop ship, Valentina's features were shadowed, shaded from the light of Maanan's sun as she left the drop ship she had just entered the planet on.
It didn't appear visually as she that she was all that concerned walking into a war zone, yet she understood the intensity of the situation and was all too aware of what was going on. The mission as addressed to her from Darth Shadow was clear. Assist in securing the city and destroy any resistance encountered.
She had spared no time mediating and trying to secure some kind of inner peace, such weak acts were futile and were the domain of the religiously mislead Jedi. No, instead, she would allow the darkside to feed and influence her emotions, to feed the energy emotion provided. By the time she entered the battle zone she was already in tune with the dark side, the dark side being her guide.
There was a gothic elegance that the jedi could never admire about the power of the darkside, what Valentina embraced, the Jedi feared.
Hood up she prowled the city, and now she was hunting Jedi, preferably to encounter a padawan. With a lightsaber on her belt, and its sister lightsaber in her right sleeve of her obsidian cloak, she was ready.
She began to make their way toward the embassy.
The apprentice was disappointed when the Jedi interfered. He had been looking forward to killing that lowlife, but it wasn't all bad. He was now able to fight a real Jedi. He would gain a lot from that experience, but then the Master ordered him to follow the Senator. He was fine with that, either way he would get to kill some more today and killing was what he enjoyed most about such conflicts. Then he moved after the Senator and past the Jedi. He wouldn't get away that easily.
He augmented his speed with the Force and ran after him, but quickly afterwards he had to stop to kill a small group of soldiers. They had no chance against a Sith. After they were dealt with he moved on, determined to kill that Senator that had so cowardly left the Jedi to fight in his place, but soon that wouldn't matter. The Senator would be dead soon and Manaan would fall.
@[member="Marcus Faust"] @[member="Zarro Verres"] @[member="Flint Dexen"]
He augmented his speed with the Force and ran after him, but quickly afterwards he had to stop to kill a small group of soldiers. They had no chance against a Sith. After they were dealt with he moved on, determined to kill that Senator that had so cowardly left the Jedi to fight in his place, but soon that wouldn't matter. The Senator would be dead soon and Manaan would fall.
@[member="Marcus Faust"] @[member="Zarro Verres"] @[member="Flint Dexen"]
Zahori Denko
In front of the Sith Embassy
Elani grabbed her lightsaber from the leather belt hugging her hips and activated it's crimson blade and began deflecting shots of Republic troopers back at them. Elani's quick movements were graceful and vicious all at once. Her emotions were not shown on her face, but she was filled with anger and hatred. her father's demeanor lived throughout her. With Valentina and Darth Orcus at her side, the Republic troopers moral deteriorated slowly but surely. "The Jedi can't even protect a simple city. This is going to be easier than expected." Elani laughed.
@[member="Valentina Clairemont"] | @[member="Hion the Herglic"]
Elani grabbed her lightsaber from the leather belt hugging her hips and activated it's crimson blade and began deflecting shots of Republic troopers back at them. Elani's quick movements were graceful and vicious all at once. Her emotions were not shown on her face, but she was filled with anger and hatred. her father's demeanor lived throughout her. With Valentina and Darth Orcus at her side, the Republic troopers moral deteriorated slowly but surely. "The Jedi can't even protect a simple city. This is going to be easier than expected." Elani laughed.
@[member="Valentina Clairemont"] | @[member="Hion the Herglic"]
Kelios Shara-da
Rogue Wanderer
The massive feline Jedi ran through the city. It was under attack now. He could sense Sith nearby. The male was a merely a Padawan on Manaan for training at the time but now a need to protect the galaxy arose and the Jedi would answer. His basic ability in Force lead to him to the nearest target.
The cat watched as he rounded one of the winding city streets to see a cloaked Sith tearing into a group of troopers. The non-senstive soldiers stood no chance and they were torn apart. Kelios sneered, not in anger or sadness, but in guilt that he hadn't arrived fast enough. He threw that aside though and rushed forward, massive clawed paws thudding on the metal grounding under him as he ran headstraight at the Sith Apprentice with a deep, bellowing roar that could even startle a Wookiee, his double bladed amber saber being drawn and flicked to life as he stood in the way of his foe.
"Lay your weapon down and you may leave this place with your honor intact."
The 10'3" tall Gorvan-Horansi dropped into a Duel-Bladed Soresu stance with a rumbling leer.
@[member="Alendarius Veygar"]
The cat watched as he rounded one of the winding city streets to see a cloaked Sith tearing into a group of troopers. The non-senstive soldiers stood no chance and they were torn apart. Kelios sneered, not in anger or sadness, but in guilt that he hadn't arrived fast enough. He threw that aside though and rushed forward, massive clawed paws thudding on the metal grounding under him as he ran headstraight at the Sith Apprentice with a deep, bellowing roar that could even startle a Wookiee, his double bladed amber saber being drawn and flicked to life as he stood in the way of his foe.
"Lay your weapon down and you may leave this place with your honor intact."
The 10'3" tall Gorvan-Horansi dropped into a Duel-Bladed Soresu stance with a rumbling leer.
@[member="Alendarius Veygar"]
The Wicked Truth
Double the Fun
Wicked and truth both looked at the sight of things that were coming. The pair both stood opposite each other and smirked under the helmets. They weren't with Havoc squad and that was a good thing but they both touched their sigils on their necks while securing the black helmets. The battle had called for them to bring out their armor and not use the standard gungnir MK III, they preferred for this their old beskar armor from Mandalore and Concordia the pair of them were in cover while staring through the scopes of the sniper rifles. Their faces prepared for the fight but win or lose they were going to give some hell and show why the last few of the RSFU were still around and kicking.
@[member="Carn Dista"]
@[member="Carn Dista"]