The Redeemed
Location: En Route to Fortress Kh'aris
Objective: Save the Padawan Learners
Allies: Silver Jedi Order - Kyra Perl | W Wagyl | Kat Decoria | Acaadi
Enemies: The Sith Empire - Darth Carnifex | Darth Prazutis | Vandra Zambrano
Equipment: Armor | Blade
Racing across Kintan towards the ongoing battle at Fortress Kh'aris, Ven meditated silently aboard his ship. He could feel the hand of evil clutching tight around the planet. The imperial war machine was methodical in its approach to conquering the galaxy. Like dominoes, planets fell one after another to the might of the Sith Empire. Few factions within the galaxy could contest his father's forces like the Silver Jedi Order could, but things were spiraling out of control. His assassin droid maintained an open feed to allow its master to track the chaos as the battle played out. With each passing second, it grew harder to make sense of the ebb and flow, but the Jedi master's meditation aided in sifting through even the smallest detail. No piece of information reported slipped past him with the help of both the force and the droid. A vivid mental picture began to take form within Ven's mind.Objective: Save the Padawan Learners
Allies: Silver Jedi Order - Kyra Perl | W Wagyl | Kat Decoria | Acaadi
Enemies: The Sith Empire - Darth Carnifex | Darth Prazutis | Vandra Zambrano
Equipment: Armor | Blade
"H, patch me through to the master in charge of the fortress's defense, I require further information before we engage," Ven stood and moved beside the droid. One hand moved to sort the bits and pieces of information holographically projected before him.
"There is no master, sir."
"Odd choice, very well, put me through to the highest-ranking Jedi."
"I have a select group of padawan learners available, sir."
"Hmm," Ven turned away and peered out to the world before him. Kintan passed by in a blur as he and the droid soared dozens of feet above the surface. "No wonder the defense is shattering, no one competent is manning it. Anything else you care to report?"
"Apparently, one of the SJO commanders ordered a strike on the fortress. It is completely leveled and a number of our men are trapped," the droid spoke the words devoid of emotion, which often left its master somewhat perturbed.
"Very well," Ven stepped away from the droid and paced several steps away. "Open up a secure line between the children and me, afterward fetch the rest of my armor," he looked down at his hands and released a sigh. Months were lost searching his various hideaways and weapon caches for his spare battle armor. He eventually made his way home to Panatha and liberated his belongings from his family's tyrannical rule, but it took more time than he would've liked. The halfbreed wanted to be on the frontline taking the fight to his father, not playing hide and seek with fragmented memory.
"Master, the line has been established. I've identified the trapped apprentices as Kyra, Kat, and Acaadia."
"Good," the Jedi activated the communicator on the terminal beside the droid and cleared his throat. "Greetings, this is Ven. I am en route to your position. If you can hear me, I am a few minutes out. Do not lose hope, the force is with you. Soon enough, I will be too."
With that, Ven turned away once more and stepped away from the terminal. He raised his arms to allow the droid to begin its work. Piece bt piece, his armor was fitted and prepared for the coming assault. It still felt familiar to the rogue Sith Lord, as if he had only worn it to Mandalore days prior. The bloodlust and anticipation to face the Sith rose within him once again, but he quelled it quickly enough. He would not fall to the temptations of the dark side this day. There was a battle to be won.