Faction Dark Clouds: Aftermath of Lothal and Mon Cala [Empire of the Lost]

[Karl Von Strauss]

Objective: II - Strategic Assessment
Location: One of the Heimdall's meeting rooms as a hologram
Equipment: Imperial Uniform
Tags: Maldor Mecetti | Darth Rasnuhl | Illithor Du'thra

Karl looked at the holoprojection with pure curiosity. He had heard of coreplast, but never considered it as part of a composite armor layout on a ship. Even as talented as he considered himself, there was still much to learn in this ever-changing, ever-expanding galaxy.

"This is quite the invention Mr. Du'thra, and quite the generosity to Moff Mecetti as well." He smiled, showing his joy of engineering. "It's superb that it works that well at only three meters in thickness. Despite being hefty, I think it would still be lighter than some of the armor-plating I've put on ships."

He would wait for a response and indulge Mr. Du'thra in his engineering exploits for a few minutes longer. Allowing all of them to strengthen and build relationships with one another. But then would get back to business.

He looked to Maldor and then to Rasnuhl. He set whatever holopad he currently held in his hands down. "Now gentlemen, I have two items I would like to get to. Item one is the loyalty of Emperor Kilran's clones. I know they were extremely loyal to the late emperor, and now I'm wondering if they'll continue their loyalty to the Empire or swear allegiance to his daughter... to the new Empress." His mind drifted to Kanni, she had just lost her father. How is she doing? Has anyone checked in on her? All the fears of a father were brought into reality before continuing, "The troopers aboard the Nucleus haven't begun slaughtering the engineers, yet. Nor do I hear reports of huge outrage among the troopers throughout the empire. I hope you all have heard as little as I?"

Karl hadn't been here as long as the other Moffs, so he knew little about the clones' tenacity, abilities, or skills. Of course, he had read the reports on them and understood them from a tactical and bioengineering standpoint. But he was anxious to hear what the others thought or what they knew.

 

[Ivixa Nera'kas]

Location: Mon Cala
Objective: III - The Holy Body
Tag: Pawky

“No, unfortunately not. We’ll cut have to cut—”

A hard crack tore out from the whispering winds—the sound of shattered betaplast plating. Ivixa immediately dropped down low, pulling Pawky down with her before quickly drawing her CryoBan pistols. Her armor’s sensors pinged fresh contacts both outside and inside the dreadnought, causing the short-statured Asa’nyx to narrow her eyes as she silently contemplated her next course of action. She looked across the hull, eyes scanning for the enemy.

“Rebels,” Ivixa growled, her tone low and predatory. “We have to keep moving.” The sniper said, before gesturing towards the radtrooper commander, who promptly directed one group of his soldiers to give suppressing fire towards the rebel positions, while a smaller group moved towards the airlock. Upon their arrival, one of the troopers planted her baradium-core code key thermal detonator on the door, before swiftly diving back down into cover.

BOOM!

That was their cue.

Ivixa snapped her pistol onto the skull of a nearby rebel and squeezed the trigger. The enemy’s head was frozen in an instant, before suddenly shattering into bits of frozen viscera, bone, and brain matter when his head struck the nearby railing.

“Stay close!” Ivixa said to Pawky, before vaulting up the ledge and making her way towards the airlock entrance, firing her pistols as she did. Two more rebels dropped in turn, their skulls frozen solid with deathly rictus grins permanently struck across their features.

Spoiler: Loadout

• Ivixa’s Phase II “Glitter Ghost” Sniper Armor
  
  • Gauntlets
    
    • FAE/M-02 Energized Gauntlet Vibroblade (2) - R/L
  • Modifications
    
    • FAE/S-14 Headgear System Suite - Updated Version
    • FAE/S-12 “Dream Sight” Combat Sensor System Mk. II - Updated Version
    • Redundant Systems Removed
  • Energy Shield
    
    • Radiation Screener
• Bluebell Heartpiercer
  
  • Attachments
    
    • 1-100x FAE/S-08 Electro-Scope
  • Ammunition
    
    • 10 Round Magazine (2) - Standard
    • 5 Round Magazine (3) - Standard
    • 5 Round Magazine - Void-Touched Ammunition
• CP-01R CryoBan Pistol (2)
  
  • Ammunition
    
    • CryoBan Cell (5)
  • Attachments
    
    • 1-5x FAE/S-08 Electro-Sight
    • Reflec Coating
• ASBF-X86p “Njósnari” Probe Droid
• Class-D Detonator (2)
• CryoBan Grenade (2)

 

[CT-9219 "Hawk"]

Location: Lothal City-Lothal

Objective One: The Return

Forces: 1 Platoon of New Gen Clone Troopers and One Commander + 1 LAAT

Spoiler: Old Relaible

Ahh Lothal

The city was quite beautiful, from the massive towering buildings to the local markets providing local delicates and even the enormous dome government, it was quite the sight to behold ... even if half of It was on fire.

But he wasn't to sightsee, more like burnsee.

He was here to make the Lothians pay in blood for what they did to the emperor.

Honestly, he didn't know the guy all too well, but I guess Command liked them enough to slaughter some rebels for him.

Besides, who's he to deny his troop's target practice and his heavy troops their backblast callouts

The LAAT began to slow and doors began to open, showing the city engulfed in chaos.

"So I'm going to keep this brief, you see that city down there? Those guys are hiding some Insurgents and it's our job to root them out. "But Hawks" I hear you say "How can I tell the difference between an insurgent and an innocent civilian." Well, that's simple! Is he on our side? No? Then put a blaster bolt through his skull and if you're feeling particularly cruel, then hand them over to a Sith, I'm sure they get them to talk, if they can, then it means more insurgents for us to blast. Do you understand!"

His Troops began to chant "Sir Yes Sir."

"Excellent! Then happy hunting!"

He then reached for the side of his helmet, activating his comms to all Imperial frequencies

"This is Hawks, me and my platoon are in the process of being deployed planetside, Do any of you feel generous enough to give my boys target practice?"

Troop equipment

DC-15s Blaster Carbines

DC-15a Blaster Rifles

DC-17 Blaster Pistols

2x RSP-6 Rocket Launchers

x5 Thermal Detonator

x5 Dioxis Grenade

Hawks Equipment

Katarn-class Commando Armor

DC-17m Interchangeable Weapon System

DC-17 hand blaster

Left Gantlet Repulsor

Right Gantlet Vibroblade

x5 Thermal Detonator

x5 Dioxis Grenade

Spoiler: Ionic Platoon Trooper

Spoiler: Ionic Commander

Spoiler: Ionic Heavy Trooper

Tags: Amiggie Lutih , Myri Dara , B/U-800 "Evelina" , Sicarius Hekate , Darth Angonous

 

[Pawky]

Objective: III - The Holy Body
​

Ivixa pulled Pawky into a tight embrace, and the little Squib had never been happier to be shot at.

She was a fighter, this girl. Probably had to be a very good fighter to be given Imperial armor like that, and an Imperial officer's rank. Mmm. She smelled good, too. Like Lavender. He wondered if she wore perfume or if that was her natural musk.

Finally, her forces blew the door, and it was time to get on the move.

"I'll stay with you, sure, Pretty Blue Ivixa. Good view from here, yup." He winked and advanced through the halls of the now exposed ship interior. As he advanced, he activated his bracer shield and drew his tensor pistol.

When she froze a man to death, Pawky remembered an old adage and repeated it aloud, "Cold hands, warm heart." And she had the very coldest hands. Colder than ice, if you counted that cryo-pistol in her grasp.

He'd expected more rebels inside, contesting the Imps for whatever treasure they were after within, but Pawky soon saw that there was more than human opposition on the inside. Security droids roved the halls. Droideka variants, unless he missed his guess! Nasty things, with energy shields that protected them from harm. One of them rolled up and unfolded a pair of auto-blasters to gun them down with.

Pawky hooked his shielded arm around Ivixa's waist for additional support and to offer her its protection as he activated the attractor nodes in his boots to root him to the deck. Then he fired his pistol, pulling a support beam from the damaged ceiling down upon the Droideka. Those shields weren't any good against physical attacks. Just blasters and lightsabers.

There was a loud crunch as the thing was flattened. Pawky lamented there wouldn't be time to pick through the pieces.

"You an' me is small and quick, Pretty Ivixa. Leave these guys and we'll scoot into a vent shaft." He indicated a large air vent to their left. "Get you to the bridge double-quick, afore anyone else and without any droid trouble. Yup-yup!"

The idea of getting Ivixa into tight spaces had merits all its own, of course. Especially given the view.





Ivixa Nera'kas

 

[B/U-800 "Evelina"]

Location: Lothal City - Lothal
Objective: I - The Return
Sub-Objective: Annihilate the Rebel Cells
Tag: Shov Brald CT-9219 "Hawk"

Six dead stormtroopers?!

Evelina blinked when the report appeared in her HUD, but she couldn’t afford to stop moving. Even so, the Butterfly wondered if the blaster-dispersing gas had simply failed or if the stormtroopers had somehow not positioned themselves behind it properly. By all rights, the gas should have provided sufficient cover to shield everyone during the disembarkation. Why hadn’t it worked?

Evelina shook her head as she continued to sprint around the block, her augmented physiology allowing her to run faster than any unaugmented human could hope to do so in turn. However, it was only then that the Paragon gave her an order to flank the rebels, causing the Butterfly to roll her eyes with equal parts frustration and disappointment.

“You need to keep up, Paragon! I’m literally already doing that!” Evelina growled as she rounded the corner to the next block over. And there, she spotted more rebels—the ones who had likely slain the stormtroopers.

Evelina drew a chakram over her head and flicked her wrist, sending the bladed disc flying towards the rebels in a powerful hammer throw. With the same motion, she whipped her other chakram in a forehand flick, the weapon leaving her hand just as her first chakram bisected a soldier’s skull from temple to jaw, splattering chunks of gray matter ribbons of crimson vitae onto the nearby facade. Before the stricken soldier's body hit the ground, three of his comrades were cut down as well, the second chakram flying in a deadly arc to decapitate them one after the other in a savage arc. Three headless bodies were left briefly standing as blood geysered out from the stumps of their necks, before each collapsing to the ground in successive fashion.

“All these rebels are dead.” Evelina narrowed her eyes as she called her chakrams back into her grasp. “Let’s move on our targets, before they get wise to our presence.” The Butterfly added.

"This is Hawks, me and my platoon are in the process of being deployed planetside, Do any of you feel generous enough to give my boys target practice?"

Evelina placed a hand over her chest. With their six casualties that they had sustained during the landing, the situation had become dire before the mission could truly begin. Fortunately, it seemed that reinforcements had arrived just in time.

“Hawk, I’m sending you the intel on our targets.” Evelina answered the transmission as she worked her OmniLink device. “Have your platoon disembark at our position, and after that, we will initiate our assault on their command post. The LZ should be clear now, so you’ll have a safer landing than we had.” She finished.

Spoiler: Loadout

• Pulsiva Bodysuit Mk. II
  
  • Arms
    
    • Energized Gauntlet Vibroblade (2) - L/R
  • Energy Shield
    
    • “Force Avenger” Energy Shield
• Butterfly Tiara - Energy (2)
• Butterfly Tiara - Sonic (2)
• Blaster Pistol
  
  • Ammunition
    
    • Power Cell (4)
• Dampener Aerosol (2)
• Kinetic Concussion Grenade (2)

 

[CT-9219 "Hawk"]

Location: Lothal City-Lothal

Objective One: The Return

Forces: 1 Platoon of New Gen Clone Troopers and One Commander + 1 LAAT

“Hawk, I’m sending you the intel on our targets.” Evelina answered the transmission as she worked her OmniLink device. “Have your platoon disembark at our position, and after that, we will initiate our assault on their command post. The LZ should be clear now, so you’ll have a safer landing than we had.” She finished.

After receiving the transmission from B/U-800 "Evelina" , he quickly inspects the targets

A Former Pit Fighter Male Houk, the strategist male Devaronian, and a pair of human twins, one a slicer, the other an assassin.

They're certainly an interesting bunch of rebels, but rebels nonetheless.

"Copy that, heading to your position now."

The LAAT's Engines roared with new life and began its journey to the told location to provide assistance

Within a couple of minutes, they had arrived. Once the LAAT found a safe place to drop the troops, it landed, opening the doors to the 30 eager troops now ready to fight for the empire.

Hawk was the first one out, His DC-17m now changed to its sniper configuration.

Once all the troops disembarked from the LAAT and took positions, Hawks began to order the LAAT

"Circle around the command post, ensure no one gets in or out."

The pilots of the LAAT nodded in understatement and lifted off, beginning to circle the building in search of insurgents to blast.

With that out of the way, he turned his attention back to B/U-800 "Evelina"

"So we got a plan or are we just charging in head first?"

Spoiler: Ionic Trooper

Spoiler: Ionic Commander

Spoiler: Ionic Heavy Trooper

Spoiler: Old Realible

Troops equipment:

DC-15s Blaster Carbines

DC-15a Blaster Rifles

DC-17 Blaster Pistols

2x RSP-6 Rocket Launchers

x5 Thermal Detonator

x5 Dioxis Grenade

Hawks Equipment:

Katarn-class Commando Armor

DC-17m Interchangeable Weapon System

DC-17 hand blaster

Left Gantlet Repulsor

Right Gantlet Vibroblade

x5 Thermal Detonator

x5 Dioxis Grenade

Tag: Shov Brald , B/U-800 "Evelina"

 

[Amiggie Lutih]

FAE/A-11 Imperial Stormtrooper Armor
LO-26R
IG-14 Blaster Pistol
x4 Thermal Detonator
x 4 Smoke Grenade

Ami's back was pressed against the concrete pillar that was being showered by blaster bolts. Four more of those murderous bastards left, Ami's body was coursing with adrenaline, her heart was pounding at 100 beats per minute. No amount of Spice could compare to what the body could produce to gain that high. "I do wonder if adrenaline is available on the market," Ami muttered remembering seeing some on the Holonet. "I'll be fracking addict."

"I don't know!" Ami yelled back. "We'll do what we've always done! Make chit up as we go along!"

Exiting from the pillar, Ami grabbed her baseball bat that was slung from her shoulder. "What the hell is that trooper doing?!" One of the men shouted attempting to fire at Ami. However, as quick as a Commando Droid, Ami connected the bat against the man's skull. Bone and brain were scattered everywhere and he fell to the ground lifeless.

"NO!" The other man screamed turning his weapon towards Ami. However, she already closed the distance and a sickening crunch was heard as if an egg was thrown against the wall.

"Frack! We surrender!" The remaining two men threw their rifles to the ground attempted to get on their knees but Ami didn't give two chits. They were rebel scum who wanted to destroy any semblance of a home for her.

Raising her baseball bat, Ami slammed the melee weapon on top of the man's skull his head exploding in gory paste. "For the love of the Force!" The last man blubbered out. "We surrend-"

The other man met that same fate though Ami had to take a few swings before his head turned into mush. "There!" Ami said out of breath and picking up her Machine Gun. "I accept your surrender!"

The Stormtrooper looked at the exit ahead and turned to Myri. "I see a door!" Ami yelled. "Now let's get going!"

Myri Dara

 

[IC-01 "Chief"]

• Mark III, Katarn-Class Commando Armor
• DC-17m ICWS Blaster
• DC-15s Sidearm
• 5 Thermal Detonators

"You're Hawk?" A voice spoke through the intercom. "We have a CP set at the old market northeast from your location. I'm sending you the coordinates." Chief turned off the holoradio and silently turned at attention witnessing the wonton destruction of the Lothal Capital city. From afar Star Destroyers loomed over the ruins silently incinerating them with massive amounts of plasma. Squadrons of TIE Bombers dropped Fusion Bombs devastating the cities crystalizing the surface. Men and women soldier or civilian were being melted away in a merciless bombing run that went on for 8 hours.

And they've done this to themselves.

Chief was bred to care nothing but the mission, but he couldn't resist a smile on his face to witness the city being torn to ash. The Empire was tolerant of the Lothal people but in return they received nothing but defiance and it resulted in the death of Chief's creator: The Emperor himself: Velran Kilran . Chief never hated the enemies he fought but for the TAC and the Lothal inhabitants, nothing but hatred was formed inside of him. They were less than trash in his eyes for what they've done.

" CT-9219 "Hawk" , B/U-800 "Evelina" , and Paragon Shov Brald " Chief spoke. "When you're finished mopping up, meet me at the CP we got a lot to talk about."

 

[CT-9219 "Hawk"]

Location: Lothal City-Lothal

Objective One: The Return

Forces: 1 Platoon of New Gen Clone Troopers and One Commander + 1 LAAT

"You're Hawk?" A voice spoke through the intercom. "We have a CP set at the old market northeast from your location. I'm sending you the coordinates."

Surprised by this new voice, he responded

"Copy, Just need to help Eves here kill some insurgents."

He began to think for a moment about who this guy was, and then he remembered.

Right, he was one of those new gen commandos made by the old emperor, Velran Kilran

He quickly pulled up some files from his datapad. The kid had potential. He was good in a fight and supposedly charismatic, but he had no real combat experience, just some virtual combat simulations.

Reminded him of his time on Kamino.

" CT-9219 "Hawk" CT-9219 "Hawk" , B/U-800 "Evelina" B/U-800 "Evelina" , and Paragon Shov Brald Shov Brald " Chief spoke. "When you're finished mopping up, meet me at the CP we got a lot to talk about."

Huh, wonder what that was about?

Maybe news from the higher-ups

Whatever, that could wait

Right now he needs to focus on the task ahead

Spoiler: Ionic Trooper

Spoiler: Ionic Commander

Spoiler: Ionic Heavy Trooper

Spoiler: Old Realible

Troops equipment:

DC-15s Blaster Carbines

DC-15a Blaster Rifles

DC-17 Blaster Pistols

2x RSP-6 Rocket Launchers

x5 Thermal Detonator

x5 Dioxis Grenade

Hawks Equipment:

Katarn-class Commando Armor

DC-17m Interchangeable Weapon System

DC-17 hand blaster

Left Gantlet Repulsor

Right Gantlet Vibroblade

x5 Thermal Detonator

x5 Dioxis Grenade

Tag: IC-01 "Chief" , B/U-800 "Evelina" , Shov Brald

 

[Ivixa Nera'kas]

Location: Mon Cala
Objective: III - The Holy Body
Tag: Pawky

Once she was inside the ship, Ivixa took a quick stock of her surroundings while the radtroopers under her command moved to secure the immediate area. However, it was only when her ears twitched upon registering the noise of something metallic rolling towards their position at a very high rate of speed did she realize that the danger had not yet passed. The sensor readout in her helmet lit up in turn, swiftly cuing her into the nature of the incoming threats.

A trio of droidekas turned the corner and appeared at the far end of the hallway. However, Ivixia already had her rifle unfolded and pointed in their direction. She fired the weapon immediately, discharging a large-caliber, hypervelocity slug that ripped through the bronzium backshell plate of a droideka while it was still rolling and thus, unshielded. The battle droid fishtailed and veered off into a nearby wall in a shower of sparks and shrapnel, leaving two that needed to be dealt with. That was when Pawky grabbed her by the waist, coaxing a squeal from her lips as the scavenger fired his tensor pistol at a support beam on the ceiling, thereby collapsing it on top of another droideka in a loud, metallic crunch.

Seeing the results of Pawky’s gambit, Ivixa shot a look at the scavenger after the radtroopers finished off the third droideka through the combined weight of their firepower, but she didn’t otherwise protest.

"You an' me is small and quick, Pretty Ivixa. Leave these guys and we'll scoot into a vent shaft." He indicated a large air vent to their left. "Get you to the bridge double-quick, afore anyone else and without any droid trouble. Yup-yup!"

Ivixa regarded the nearby air vent with a slight frown. The short-statured sniper was very much aware of the fact that she was small in terms of her vertical stature, but whether such a term could characterize the rest of her frame was another question entirely. Still, the merits behind Pawky’s plan could not be denied. With control of the bridge, they would be able to open blast doors for the radtroopers, while simultaneously shutting them off to any unauthorized scavengers or opportunistic rebels going after Imperial intelligence.

“Fine.” Ivixa nodded, before folding her rifle and handing it off to a nearby radtrooper. Even collapsed, the weapon would only present an impediment within the tight confines of the air vents.

“I’ll go in first,” Ivixa declared. And with that, the sniper lowered herself onto all fours and squeezed her way into the vent, briefly having to shimmy her hips to get them through as well! Fortunately, the entrance was the narrowest part and the vent widened after that, giving just enough room for both of the small-statured beings to crawl side-by-side, should they so wish.

“I’m transmitting the floor and vent plans for this specific area of the Velran-class to you now,” Ivixa said, hoping that they would be enough for the scavenger to work with. Given the security implications, she was loath to give him the floor plans for the entire vessel. “I should be able to begin interfacing with the ship’s systems when we get to the bridge,” She added.

Spoiler: Loadout

• Ivixa’s Phase II “Glitter Ghost” Sniper Armor
  
  • Gauntlets
    
    • FAE/M-02 Energized Gauntlet Vibroblade (2) - R/L
  • Modifications
    
    • FAE/S-14 Headgear System Suite - Updated Version
    • FAE/S-12 “Dream Sight” Combat Sensor System Mk. II - Updated Version
    • Redundant Systems Removed
  • Energy Shield
    
    • Radiation Screener
• Bluebell Heartpiercer
  
  • Attachments
    
    • 1-100x FAE/S-08 Electro-Scope
  • Ammunition
    
    • 10 Round Magazine (2) - Standard
    • 5 Round Magazine (3) - Standard
    • 5 Round Magazine - Void-Touched Ammunition
• CP-01R CryoBan Pistol (2)
  
  • Ammunition
    
    • CryoBan Cell (5)
  • Attachments
    
    • 1-5x FAE/S-08 Electro-Sight
    • Reflec Coating
• ASBF-X86p “Njósnari” Probe Droid
• Class-D Detonator (2)
• CryoBan Grenade (2)

 

[Myri Dara]

Objective: I: The Return
Location: Rebel Communications Bunker, Capital City, Lothal
Equipment:

• Light Armor
• HUD goggles
• Overseer-pattern HPI Biochip
• FAE/P-02 "Phoenix" Winged Jetpack
• KC-77N Hybrid Pistols x2
• Knuckle plate vibro blade
• Explosive Charges

Tag: Amiggie Lutih
Dialogue Legend: "Galactic Basic" | << comm. channel >>

The charges were set. Timer was just long enough for Myri and Amiggie to get clear of the blast. Of course that would mean they would need to avoid more rebel distractions. ”Timer’s set!” Myri echoed her thoughts into a shout to her partner. The junior agent grabbed her blasters again and rushed out of the jammer room into the entrance foyer of the building. Ami muttered something about adrenaline being sold on the market. ”What do ya think stims are? Synthetic adrenaline mostly. Doesn’t compare to the real thing though if you ask me.”

As Myri completed her response and Ami commented that they would just have to make it up as they went, a rebel trooper got Ami in his sights and took a shot. Myri knew it would be the last thing that guy did. Shortly after Ami sprung into action, another group of rebels burst into the room. Myri cursed under her breath and quickly shot one of the rebels in the middle of the chest, smirking as he fell to the floor. Ami was bashing rebels with her bat. Myri knew that the stormtrooper was enjoying every moment of it. But it was a bit less graceful that Myri herself would manage. ”So you went through all your ammo already?” Myri chuckled and pulled the trigger downing another rebel soldier.

The rebels soon realized that the two Imperial women were much more than they could handle. And they surrendered. Myri lowered her blasters, but she knew that it was not over. Ami was taking no quarter today. She was the most pissed off that Myri had ever seen. And each and every rebel was going to pay for it. Whether they raised a weapon or threw one down.

Ami pointed out the door and Myri gave a nod of her head. ”Thirty seconds. Let’s move. I’ll take point, rush across the street and you come out quick after.” Myri didn’t wait for confirmation. Neither of them officially had sway over the other. In action they both just barked out their thoughts and hoped the other would follow along. Ami might not agree and push right past Myri, but the young Thrysian agent was not going to wait around for any argument.

<<Command. Jammer will be down in five, four…>> Myri broke for the door and once outside straight across the street. She knew that Ami wouldn’t stick around. <<two, one.>> The explosives in the room with the disabled jammer blew and Myri knew their job was done.

As she took cover and surveyed the field she yelled out to Ami, ”Jammer is done for. The bombardment will start soon. We need to make ourselves scarce. You ready to drink the night away in a bar? Or do we have to take the long road and let you vent some more of that anger?”

 

[Illithor Du'thra]

Tags: Darth Rasnuhl | Maldor Mecetti | Karl Von Strauss | Augustus Von Strauss

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"Thank you," Maldor said, "I will gratefully accept this offer."

He smiled "Thank you for allowing more testing of our designs. The Werr family has been crafting ships we used for the last millennium. Our last few decade foray has been with first hand knowledge from helping them."

"My seat of power is currently on Voss," he went on, "and that is where my shipbuilding efforts are centered. As a token of friendship, I will offer your ships at-cost maintenance and refueling at my orbital facilities there if they should ever need to pass in that direction.

In addition, I will waive any transit tariffs and fees normally associated with passing goods in and out of Imperial space through my borders."

Illithor listened to the next part, which made him quite happy. More border entrances that had no fee, which would no doubt make Aurine Werr happy. "Excellent, do you want the ships to arrive there? Also would you like to use the Veil network? The network is secure from others surveillance, but only allows connections to others on the veil network.

"This is quite the invention Mr. Du'thra, and quite the generosity to Moff Mecetti as well." He smiled, showing his joy of engineering. "It's superb that it works that well at only three meters in thickness. Despite being hefty, I think it would still be lighter than some of the armor-plating I've put on ships."

Illithor was quite happy and in his tech element vs dwelling on the social aspect of the meeting "The invention is all thanks to the other two allied families. One made the material the other figured out how to make the hull system. Karl Von Strauss Would you want a few ships to bolster your new territory? I have heard you are quite the engineer."

The contract signed by his late grandfather was bearing fruit in the outer rim. Their own shipyards far from Taris, a long tern contract starting with Darth Zavinus and continuing with Darth Rasnuhl. After speaking to the respective parties Illithor nods at Darth Rasnuhl, eager for the future.

 

[Darth Rasnuhl]

Objective II: Strategic Assessment​

Tags: Maldor Mecetti | Illithor Du'thra | Augustus Von Strauss | Karl Von Strauss |

​

Listening to Illithor Du'thra talk made him happy. The man was truly at home in the tech world and not much place else. Moff Von Strauss brought the meeting back on track after Moff Mecetti & Illithor had been talking.

"Now gentlemen, I have two items I would like to get to. Item one is the loyalty of Emperor Kilran's clones. I know they were extremely loyal to the late emperor, and now I'm wondering if they'll continue their loyalty to the Empire or swear allegiance to his daughter... to the new Empress." His mind drifted to Kanni, she had just lost her father. How is she doing? Has anyone checked in on her? All the fears of a father were brought into reality before continuing, "The troopers aboard the Nucleus haven't begun slaughtering the engineers, yet. Nor do I hear reports of huge outrage among the troopers throughout the empire. I hope you all have heard as little as I?"

Darth Rasnuhl waited for a moment before speaking "That is a prime concern. I do not know what degree their loyalty was tweaked for the late Emperor. He could have had it set for the Kilran bloodline or more narrowly for himself." He paused for a time wondering what state Kanni was in. "I have not had any of the clones near my forces doing anything out of the ordinary. We can get to the bottom of this quite quickly, where is his top cloning scientists? They were the ones who made these edits & set the training program after all. Along with still producing batches."

It was a prospect that Darth Rasnuhl was curious of, whether or not he could clone some of his best troops to bolster his organic Zabrak army.

 

[Sicarius Hekate]

Sicarius huffed at the similarities between the Hutt and the Mad Emperor.

"The Hutt was atleast predictable Velran took the word mercurial to a whole new level. One minute we'll be confronting a minor sith cult another he'll be asking for everyone's pizza orders. The man was mad. The fact that he was powerful did nothing to assuage the madness."

Sicarius frowned and nodded.

"Yes Master. Patience. As always. Patience." Sicarius knew she sounded petulant but it was frustrating. It seemed like when she wasn't being held prisoner she was still being restrained.

Sicarius sighed and barely restrained herself from rolling her eyes as her master counselled patience. Again. It was all he ever said when Sicarius just wanted to kill something anything. Just once she wished his orders were; 'kill anything that moves.'

Sicarius frowned and glanced up. Did he just really say that? Was she dreaming? Sicarius felt a slow grin spread across her face.

"Yes Master!" Sicarius obeyed with glee and launched a force jump.

Sicarius started cutting down enemies left and right. Smiling and laughing as she did so. Now this was what being a sith was all about. As much as Sicarius enjoyed her experiments sometimes it felt good just to enjoy the chaos of battle, the rush, the bloodlust.

"Wait please I surren-"

Sicarius laughed as she cut down the fool who had thrown down his weapon. This was life. It felt good. To finally be able to be unleashed. Too often the people around her tried to tame her, to calm her. Sicarius was a weapon. She needed to be used. This is what she was built, bred and trained to be. A Sith. Crushing all in her path.

Darth Angonous