Crusade of the Feenix System

[Amelia von Sorenn]

Cardinal class Corvette - Celles​

Edge of the Feenix System​

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A single blink upon the void of darkness that graced the background revealed a sleek vessel. One which had not been seen, at least not in this place, before now. Though it was not alone, as the following blinks upon the darkness revealed. First it was just one more, another vessel appearing, then two, followed by five, and soon enough dozens dropped from hyperspace. These vessels, designed to be instruments carried a small force, nothing large enough to threaten more than just a single system. ​

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Of course this was just a single system. Those on board had their own mission, their own view for what the galaxy had to become and what it needed. Thus it was this system that would serve such a purpose. They had set their eyes upon Val'halla, yet it was a world beyond saving. Thus they moved unto Vassek, only to see as the world was already in the hold of those whom mired their capabilities by allowing themselves to be permeated by those that used the Force. ​

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This system though, this long forgotten holding at the edge of what many would call civilized space, was a perfect place to hide their numbers. Though it made the woman uneasy for the simple fact that the Galactic Alliance was so near. They were just a few systems away, however, the demand from the Knight-Vigilant was clear. ​

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"Report." ​

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"Nothing of substantial note ma'am. I'm tracking a couple of freighters, may be pirate vessels." ​

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"Capabilities?" ​

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"Too far out to tell ma'am. We've numbers on our side though which may cause them to think twice." ​

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"Understood."​

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The woman shifted for a moment in the heavy suit of armor, her arms crossed over her chest as she peered out the large viewscreen before her. The simple structure all that stood between those that were currently upon the bridge, and the dark void of space that lay beyond. A simple smirk would cross her lips, she enjoyed the thought and more so took it as a lesson. ​

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Death was always present, always around the corner. She could not prevent her own when the time came, and she would accept it willingly. Though such a time was far off and for now there was much to be accomplished. ​

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Pushing forward, the fleet soon gathered its sizable force, nothing that was being fielded by those in the One Sith, though it was still more than what the Jedi had acted upon. A disgusted look crossed her face for a moment before she shook the thoughts from her mind. Those things could be dealt with later, for now she needed to keep her mind upon the task at hand. ​

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"Take us in. Form up the main fleet, arrow formation. I want the reserve vessels ready to come up as needed in case there's any resistance to be dealt with." ​

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"Yes ma'am." ​

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Soon enough the vessel became a hive of activity, the woman remaining silent as she kept her eyes peering towards the world before them. Feenix, a new home. A world in which the Templar Order could hide, could form until such a time as was conducive for the Order to reveal itself. ​

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"There is no Chaos, there is Order." ​

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[member="Aria Fel"]​

[member="Cyamus Romulus"]​

[member="Harald The Valiant"]​

[member="Terys Rocabel"]​

[member="Tyr Caalgen"]​

[member="Ydrin"]​

[member="LUDWIG"]​

[member="Sofia Annesley"]
[member="Lara Frost"]
[member="Fiore Cœur de Noir"]



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[Terys Rocabel]

[member="Amelia Sorenn"]

"Come on, Shiny! I want to see this planet we're going to!"

Terys was excited. Even though she still hadn't fully consigned herself to the "destroy all Force Users" aspect of the Order, the Templars had done all they could to make her feel welcome.

And, if she were honest, it was nice to have a home away from home. Even if that home was now on... Dang it. She forgot the name of the planet.

Shaking her head, the woman continued her walk to the bridge. While part of her wish to go to the bridge was so that she could get a better view of the planet, she also had another reason: Terys was, for lack of a better word, bored. What little medicine she carried with her was tucked away on her utility belt, ready to be used. None of the ship's engineers needed her help, either, so that left the blonde with absolutely nothing to do.

And, since she didn't know where [member="Cyamus Romulus"] or [member="Ydrin"] were,she figured the next best person to give her an order was the head honcho herself, Knight-Vigilant Sorenn.

Finally arriving at her destination, Shiny in tow, Terys waved at a couple of the people she'd come to know before stopping a respectable distance away from the armoured woman.

Clearing her throat slightly, she said simply, "Ma'am."

 

[Llkt'tudrin'wyshd]

Ydrin rolled out of his bed with a groan, landing heavily on the cold floor of his quarters, face first. Groaning even louder at the pain in his nose, Ydrin rolled over onto his back, staring up at the ceiling of the quarters, his eyes flickering over the reflection of his form in the mirror that covered the entirety of the ceiling. He was currently dressed in a black, tight fit shirt that clung to his body and a pair of loose trousers. Around his neck hung a sliver necklace in the shape of a hourglass, a reminder for him that time and life was ultimately finite.

His sight was mainly drawn to his face, more specifically, his eyes. His irises were a strong purple and easily shone out of his features with an inhuman light, making the discrepancy behind their colouring more obvious, the right iris being a darker colour than the left. However, the main aspect of his eyes that caught his attention was the birthmark found in his left eye. A black film covered the sclera, the white of his eye, turning it completely black. The cause of this was a particular birthmark called the Nervus of Ota. It was that aspect of his eyes that always drew people's attention.

Sighing, and pushing himself to his feet, Ydrin stumbled out of his quarters, scratching at his scruff as he did so, ignoring the cold metal beneath his feet. Instead of heading directly towards the cockpit, where he knew his droid, Y8-S1, was piloting the ship to obtain an update and instead stumbled towards the bar set along the wall.

After drawing himself a drink of scotch and picking a cigarette out of a holder, lighting it with a mounted lighter, and only then, Ydrin stumbled into the cockpit, cigarette hanging from the corner of his lips and drink in hand. As he knew, the large red droid that was S1 was sat at the controls as the ship drifted through space.

"Update, S1."

"Addressee: Master Ydrin. Statement: No changes Master..."

"Good." Ydrin mumbled out as he dropped into the co-pilot's seat, before he realised that S1 had continued to speak.

"Apart from a large amount of combat-ready ships exiting from hyperspace 1 Klick ahead of us."

For a moment, Ydrin was silent, staring at the droid. "Well, maybe you could of opened with that," The sarcasm in his voice was obvious, but, like always, it flew above S1's head.

"Addressee: Master Ydrin. Corrected Statement:," Ydrin's palm hit his forehead, "a large amount of combat-ready ships exited from hyperspace 1 Klick ahead of us, beyond that there have been no changes Master."

For a moment, Ydrin considered explaining sarcasm to his droid for the only-the-Gods-knew time, but disregarded the thought as insanity and gave a new order instead. "Continue on this course S1, and let me know if we're hailed or targeted." Ignoring his droid's confirmation of orders, Ydrin leant back in his chair and enjoyed the taste of his cigarette and scotch.


[member="Amelia Sorenn"]

 

[Tyr Caalgen]

Feenix System, 0500H

" Shame this beauty has been forsaken. " Tyr muttered to himself, his voice echoing to the silent corridors as he grunted. He was observing the countless planets and stars gazing across the Cardinal-class corvette, slightly gasping while reaching for his pocket. " There it is. " He reached for his pocket knife and swung it for a moment and placed it back into the pocket. He had been quiet for months since he joined the Templar Order. He thought it was wise enough to join such occupation without a doubt. Personally, Tyr has this sprouting hate for Force-sensitives, dark-side or light-side alike. " Justice is served not with the Force. " He slightly moved backwards as he glanced towards his trusty data-pad, picking it up and turning it on. " Let's see... it's been a long while since I have used you, pal. Now, where are we? " He spoke, and a voice responded, displaying the galaxy map as it zooms in into the Mid Rim, and into the sustem. " We are currently approaching the Feenix System. " He smirked. " Finally. " His eyes peeked outside of his window, revealing Feenix.He felt adventurous. " We are here. " He quickly got himself recording a message to the Knight-Vigilant " Reporting in. " He uttered, clothing himself with a leather jacket as he jolted outside of the room with excitement.

 

[Amelia von Sorenn]

Cardinal class Corvette - Celles​

Edge of the Feenix System​

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The vessel slowly moved towards the world before it, even with the vessels that remained in orbit, though it was clear that some where smart enough to leave. The fleet of corvettes, though lacking individually in firepower more than made up for such a sort coming in numbers alone. The Celles though would slow, marking the front of the formation as those vessels around it followed suite. For a moment the woman stood quietly, not yet acknowledging the young woman whom had approached. ​

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A moment of silence fell over the bridge before she slowly turned, bowing to a knee as the vessels' bridge slowly became enveloped in a darkness. The dark though would soon become illuminated as the image of an armor clad figure appeared, the hologram flickering for a moment before coming to a solid appearance. ​

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"Knight Commander Sorenn." ​

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"Yes Knight Vigilant?" ​

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"The Crusade of the Feenix system shall begin. You are in command now." ​

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"Yes my Lord." ​

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Slowly the image flickered away until it was no more, and only then did the woman rise from her knee before the bridge was once more illuminated by its lights. Slowly turning towards the world once more, her eyes falling upon the gem that rest against the darkened tapestry of space. A soft smirk crossed her lips as she nodded her head, the Celles now broadcasting to the fleet as she stood silently for a moment. Arms crossed behind her back as she looked forward, allowing herself to gather her words even though there were only a few that needed to be said. ​

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Bringing her hand up, the officer nodded before ensuring that the message would also be broadcast to the vessels before the world. A soft smirk grew to a devilish grin as she leaned forward, her eyes besetting upon the world. She watched as those vessels that fled pushed away from the world, and she gave a simple nod to those whom remained in defiance before speaking. ​

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"The Crusade of the Feenix System is now begun." ​

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[member="Aria Fel"]​

[member="Cyamus Romulus"]​

[member="Harald The Valiant"]​

[member="Terys Rocabel"]​

[member="Tyr Caalgen"]​

[member="Ydrin"]​

​[member="Fiore Cœur de Noir"]​

[member="LUDWIG"]​

[member="Sofia Annesley"]​

[member="Lara Frost"]​

 

[Terys Rocabel]

"Miss, the Knight Commander is busy."

"Well, yes, I gathered that, but--"

"Busy. Which means she does not yet have time to, ah, speak. With you, I mean." The other Templars sniffed. "We are about to begin our Crusade of the system."

"I know. I came up here to see if there was anything I could do."

The other Templar peered at her. "What branch are you a part of?"

She shrugged. "Hospitaller, I guess. Or Armourer."

"Then go help the other Hospitallers and Armourers. We require focus up here, and you might get in the way. Now, shoo!"

The blonde grumbled, then grabbed her droid's arm and pulled him along. Once they had exited the bridge, she complained, "I just wanted to help! I'm bored."

"Sir, why not go to the medical bay? Help out there?"

The girl looked at her droid sheepishly. "Well, because I also wanted to know what the bridge looked like. And what the planet looked like. And what a crusade looked like."

Shiny made a noise that he usually reserved for her, as it was one she knew well -- essentially, if Shiny were human it would have been a huge, exasperated sigh, accompanied by an eye roll and maybe a face palm. "Sir, you are a nonsensical organic."

Terys elbowed him, and in turn almost tripped over her feet. "I know, Shiny. I know." They continued to walk down the hallway, her boots and Shiny's metal feet making a peculiar rhythm of noise.

 

[Farryn Loragwyn]

Sofia's gun collection was something to be admired. Old, new, powerful, weak, Sofia did not discriminate when it came to her collection. It was better to have too many or too little. Her room on the ship reflected her well. She did not have much of a personal life and thus only one set of civilian clothes and one dress for formal occasions. The rest of her wardrobe was filled with her uniforms.

Sofia tucked a small pistol in the belt of her uniform, no matter where she was, she was never without a gun. It was better to err on the side of caution. After she ensured her room was locked up, Sofia left to visit the armoury to see if there was any special ammunition that she could use in her firearms.

To her disappointment, the armoury did not contain much special ammunition, something that was not unexpected of a new organization. The armoury was not as well stocked as the Republic's but she had agreed with the mission of the Templar Order. As a soldier she had seen the atrocities of the Sith and the lack of action on the part of the Jedis. Her once idealised view of the Jedis being the heros of the universe was shattered upon joining the Republic. For someone who worked hard on the elimination of the Sith, their lack of action disgusted her. The 'smaller' atrocities perpentrated by the Sith did not matter only the 'big' events mattered to them since there was something for them to gain. They were as selfish as anyone else.