Dreadguard Supremacy (Republic Dominion of Kashyyk)

[Dish]

Dish's rifle snapped up as the soldier sighted a pair of One Sith troops moving to set up a heavy blaster. He placed the crosshairs a few paces in front of the lead trooper and squeezed. Lead spat from the slugthrower the first trooper jerking wildly as he practically ran into 50's stream of fire. The second skidded to a halt, only for Dish to release the trigger, re-align his shot, and let off a quick burst into the man's head which kicked back harshly as the man crumpled. Taking advantage of the brief pause, Dish scurried over to one of his previous victims and yanked free the Czerka fighting knife before returning it to its sheath. He didn't bother to clean it.

[member="Kelghast"] seemed to be the one he was under, the one who'd just taken out a MG nest. Not to shabby.

He'd yet to kill an actual Sith which was disappointing, but with every passing moment he mowed down more Sith troopers, until a crimson blade to his right caught the soldier's eye. Turning right, 50 twisted his torso to avoid a downward strike, retaliating with a quick uppercut to knock the Sith back. The grin remained beneath his helmet as he slung the rifle into the hands of a passing wookie who questioned nothing, simply wielding the rifle in tandem with a stolen OS blaster. Dish would get that later.

Roaring in anger the sith stuck again, going for his midsection. Backstepping out of the strike, as soon as the blade past he surged forward and grabbed the Sith's arm. With a quick twist and smash he broke it, and his attacker wailed in agony. Now he'd take something out of their book.

As the acolyte writhed in pain as an iron grip wrapped around his throat and lifted him into the air where he hopelessly tried to use the force to blast Dish away. Dish liked the look in the Sith's eyes, fear, the arrogant bastards needed more of that. Drawing a blade with his free hand 50 ever so slowly cut down from the Sith's forehead to his eye, then he drove it in. At first it was nice and slow every second of the monster's agony was music to his ears, but their were more monsters to kill. So, with a quick boost from his augmented strength, he put the knife into the Sith's skull and felt his body go limp.

Pulling his blade free and sheathing it, he cast aside the body, striding over to the dual wielding and reclaiming his rifle with a swift jerk. Unsurprisingly after watching him for the past few moments, it didn't do a thing. Now he had to regroup.

[member="CC-308 Maverick"] [member="Titan"] [member="Lenne Fayth"] [member="Riley Stryker"] [member="Book"] [member="Pappy"]

 

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This was a start. The Wookies roared their approval as [member="Pappy"] provided the neccesary cover fire. One of the massive warriors popped out from behind the endive with a Kachirho rocket launcher on his shoulder.

The massive wooden weapon growled as it sent forth an explosive shell. The resulting explosion shook the ground beneath Book's feet as on of the Sith tanks was blown to flaming metal bits.

"Aren't we fancy?" He snickered through the comms. The Dreadguard commander popped out from behind cover, filling a nearby Stormtrooper with a dozen small holes in his chestplate.

A single tank remained, and it's coaxial LMG cut down two charging Wookies in an instant. Book charged his Retaliatory cannon, and annihilated the tank. The remaining Stormtroopers on this side of Kachirho fell back toward the gate.

"They're routed."

"Well that didn't take long, did it?"

"Drop them while their backs are turned!"


[member="Pappy"] [member="Titan"] [member="CC-308 Maverick"]

 

[Lok Xiangu]

Objective: Secure Kanchiro

Nothing could stop the approaching reinforcements that were here to assist Wookie Resistance to strip down the tyrannical banner of the Sith that brought a harsh atmosphere upon these mighty and proud warriors that fought like the Mandalorians, but with more strength and aggressiveness as they buried their muscle built arms into the heads of stormtroopers, ripped off their arms, and many more as they were in close quarters with their enemies that indeed were the controllers of this planet, it they could never win the loyalty of these hairy humanoids that rebelled against imperial rule that oppressed them.

He didn't dare to look back at the Dreadguard that was assigned to him due to her comments she was giving to him. "Enough playing around, soldier! We have a job to complete and finish! And that needs to be done today, not tomorrow!" He barked at her via comm link. Duck, cover, fire, advance, repeat was this cycle he was taking. Gradually, they were decreasing the chasm between Republic Forces and the big tree of Kachiro as he and others fought their way through the forest towards it.

[member="Lenne Fayth"]

 

[Lenne Fayth]

This guy needed to take a chill-pill, stat! Seriously. Did he have a big bowl of testosterone for breakfast, or what? He seemed so desperate to prove him manliness by being a big 'ol stick in the mud! Behind her visor she was making faces at him. Whatever. She was here to do a job, yeah, didn't mean she couldn't be herself while doing it.

She ducked behind a tree, humming to herself as she fired at the enemy. A popular tune, the latest by a really popular band. Lenne listened to their songs all the time. The noise helped her concentrate, kept her in good spirits. Stars knew somebody on the team had to be!

"Oi! That's the tree, right?" she asked over the comm in her helmet, letting out a low whistle, "Things huge!"

She fired again as they pushed forward, wishing she could play music in this thing. She'd be so much more comfortable that way...

[member="Riley Stryker"]

 

[Kelghast]

With bloodied fist still raised skyward, Kelghast looked to his right to see that a Sith was still alive. Bonafide with lightsaber and all, not to mention those edgy dark robes. These guys were serious when it came to looking menacing, but not as fear-inducing as a Dreadguard.

Kelghast dropped his fist and tilted his head to the left a tad, watching as the Imperial dog struggled to pick himself up. It would seem that Loud-Mouth's readings were just one shy, and the thermal detonator had burned him severely from the legs up to his chest. Seems the Force wasn't so protective after all.

Walking over to him, the young Sith's eyes met with the visor of the six-foot tall armor-clad soldier with a shaky demeanor. Watery from pain, his face contorted into a hateful grimace and he spat blood on the honorary lower robes of Kelghast's fallen Jedi friend. He then smiled and chuckled, but soon coughed again on his own blood. With one hand, DG-49 picked up the broken Sith and brought him close to eye-level.

"So this is what one of those Sith things looks like... why is it so pale?"

Kelghast was silent, using his free hand to unsheathe his long-knife from his waist.

"What- uhm, what are you about to do, Kelly?"

The Sith began to writhe in the clutches of the Dreadguard, trying to reach for his lightsaber, but to no avail.

With silence, Kelghast thrust the blade into the Sith's abdomen and pulled upward to slice through bone and muscle. Screams of agony filled the air with an almost piercing vocal range. Blood spilled, and the body dropped from the Dreadguard's grip. He still remained silent.

For DG-49, this was turning into a path of vengeance. He remembered what they did to his Jedi ally years prior, it was still burned into his mind how mercilessly they destroyed him. Now it was his turn to show the same treatment. They deserved no honor, no mercy, nothing.

But he couldn't keep that mentality for long, it was time to make a report on the current situation.

"Kelghast reporting; MG nests down, requesting permission to further assault and dispatch enemy forces beyond current perimeter."

[member="Pappy"] [member="Book"] [member="DG-45"] [member="Riley Stryker"] [member="Lenne Fayth"] @Dish

 

[Marcus Itera]

They were nearing the halfway point of this little skirmish with what remained of the Sith forces on Kashyyk. Since their mass disappearance, what little garrisons they'd left here on this jungle and forest world had all been destroyed or were nearing their ends. Wookies tended to outnumber these recently under-manned outposts and were exterminating the last little bit of Imperial-Sith resistance with angered fervor. Their shaggy comrades had been cruelly and mercilessly killed in the invasion and now it was time for a little payback.

"Geez. I never knew how intimate these Wookies got. I know understand that when someone warns you about them ripping off your arms - they're giving sound advice."

Pappy snickered, silencing his com as he did so. "As long as they're dismembering the boys in white and not us, then I'm perfectly okay with them doing so. After all, it'll be their mess to clean up fairly soon."

"Well aren't we going to help sweep up the mess?" Miranda's pursed lips looked thoughtful, optimistic almost. "We can't just leave them."

The battle was dying down near Pappy, so it was a moment of rest before pushing back into the charge. "I'm a soldier, not a medic or search and rescue specialist. My job is to repel and destroy the enemies of the Republic in direct and indirect operations."

Miranda snorted. "I know you. Don't go spouting job descriptions on me now."

Marcus merely ground his teeth together as he toggled the unit's comlink back online. He didn't have time to discuss ethics in the middle of war. Ironically enough, that was what had been happening lately and he rather disliked the loss of focus.

"We'll finish this chat later. I've got a job to do."

"Sorry.."

[member="Book"]

 

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Wookies were violent little buggers. Thankfully, they were staunch allies of the Republic - and some had developed a soft spot for the Dreadguard. That tended to happen when over nine thousand men volunteered to defend a stranger's homeworld on sheer principle. The Republic might have had a stake in it, the Dreadguard and their Peacekeepers had joined the battle because it was the right thing to do.

Freeing the Wookies from their enslavement was just a follow up to that event.

"Reports from scouts indicate the Sith are reinforcing the route to their FOB. Wookies are en route to join us at the junction. No walking carpet jokes, alright?" Stanley informed.

Book slipped a power cell into the Ravagar, and slung it across his back. He rolled his shoulders, and nodded his agreement.

"Marcus, on me."The Wookies gathered at the adjacent gates. Book went to wait alongside them.

Across the planet, pings from Dreadguard teams indicated success in their objectives. The liberation of Kashyyk was going smoothly.

"How many did you drop [member="Pappy"]?" The Commander said in greeting. He slipped a fresh magazine into his Harbinger rifle, and tilted his head toward the other Dreadguard.

That was when [member="Kelghast"]'s message was received. Book brought a hand up to toggle his comm frequency.

"Join [member="Lenne Fayth"] in taking the tree. Force knows she'll need your help Kelghast."

 

[Sabena Shai]

As the Dreadguard was busy in Kachirho and routing the Sith from the nearby forest, Sabena was on a boat heading toward the Wartaki Islands. She was talking to a native Wookiee. The Wookiee made a detailed description about how the One Sith began moving tons of supplies to the islands with the use of forced Wookiee labor.

The Republic had an interest in finding out what was on the island. Sabena along with several other Republic personnel were in charge of performing the investigation / clean up of whatever facility the One Sith had built.

As the boat neared the island, Sabena saw an unassuming treeline on the shore with no signs of the massive base that the Wookiee described. It would take a few minutes for the boat to reach the island. As she waited, Sabena kept a hand close her to lightsaber and her eyes peeled.

 

[Nyos Val]

Moving through the trees with high speed bursts from his Reaver Repeater. The Sith remnant was not expecting a unit that would attack so brazenly. More splinters few everywhere when Titan pulled the trigger and sent more Sith down to the Netherworld.

"This is Titan, I'm heading for the Tree."

Running through the trees, Titan sling bolt after bolt into Sith blood.

[member="Pappy"] [member="CC-308 Maverick"] [member="Kelghast"] [member="Lenne Fayth"] [member="Riley Stryker"] [member="Dish"] [member="Book"]

 

[Corvus Raaf]

Corvus headed for the tree. Not just any tree. The tree. The one she'd meditated in front of before facing the Once Sith six long years ago. What was the final count? Four Sith Lords and a Knight? Her ankle mended over time and apart from a small scar there was nothing to remind her of the speeder that threatened to decapitate her at one point.

The beauty of Kashyyk was the trees. The downside of Kashyyk was...the trees. They were an excellent vantage point for Sith to hide. She'd already dodged one bullet and not trusting to us the Force was relying on her other abilities to stay alive.

So as she rounded a corner and saw the base of the great tree for the first time in six years, she was dismayed to see five Sith troopers sharing some death sticks. She sighed. Death was never the first option but sadly, it had to remain an option. So she sauntered over to them, closing the distance as quickly as possible - but kept a smile on her face.

"OK, who's in charge here? Because you can surrender on behalf of your comrades here, OK?" One day...one day it might just work. But probably not today, eh?

 

[Lenne Fayth]

Tree! It was so... big! Lenne was a city gal at heart. She loved tall buildings, loved the people, loved the shops, the food, the atmosphere. But here, she found a new found appreciation for nature. Even the wookiees, tearing off limbs and throwing them at people, seemed like best friends to her. She grinned behind her visor as she popped her gum, that same song still stuck in her head. Just like taking a walk through the city... with guns. And Sith.

"Hey! Big T!" she called to [member="Titan"], coming up beside him, "Why did the tree go to the doctor? I'll tell ya! It was feeling... green!"

She snicked as she hurried along to the tree, silently congratulating herself on yet another fantastic joke. She pulled the trigger of her rifle again, making a 'pow pow' sound with her mouth.

 

[Ardeo Sophos]

I sat high in the canopy of one of the large trees covering kashyyk. A small squad of One Sith troopers was down below. I sat on the branch almost nonchalant, and watched the formation move through the vegetation below. They were at least organized, but organization wouldn't protect them. I smiled. This was going to be fun, training was scarce in this post apocalyptic world, so sadly this had become my way of training. There wasn't much else. The good thing was my skill had progressed as a jedi, and I could most definitely take care of myself now. I grabbed both lightsabers form my belt, and activated the green and yellow blades. I let myself leisurely fall from the tree, and cushioned the fall with the force. I old at least manage that. I landed right in the middle of the squad. They reacted fast, which was to be expected. I quickly spun in a circle flourishing my blades, and slicing through the rear members weapons, and pushing them back. The front men turned around at the sound of the fight, and I quickly swept one man's legs, and held my lightsabers at the others throats.

" I would surrender if I were you. This fight is over."

 

[Corvus Raaf]

The five pulled their blasters as one. Fortunately they weren't exactly elite troopers and by the time they'd dropped their deathsticks and grabbed their sidearms, she was amongst them.

She didn't trust the Force at the moment, so she utilised Teräs Käsi. This gave her extreme speed, and an aptitude for anticipating strikes. The first trooper tied to club her over the head so she simply moved out of his way and taking advantage of him overbalancing she performed an Aryx slash. She heard the vertebrae pop and dismissed his role in this encounter at that point.

The second tried to fire at point blank ran, so so grabbed his hand and pointed at the one on her left. The hole in his chest suggested it was not 2 down three to go.

The third was a brute of a man and she decided to take him on next. She let him hit her with a telegraphed blow to the ribs and heard the unmistakeable crack as she performed Charging Wampa. She literally charged at him, hitting him in the jaw, which shattered before following up with a simultaneous hit of both arms to his neck. The force severed his spinal cord.

Which left just two...

 

[Kelghast]

Kelghast nodded at the received order from [member="Book"], jogging toward the tree everyone else seemed determined on capturing. He grasped his MI309 Wolf and loaded another barrel clip. Slugs; the best in blowing an enemy into shreds. The scenery of carnage littered the surroundings, casualties on either side amassing into graves that would be disrespected yet respected from either alignments. A loss was a loss, and with these multiple deaths, loved ones were bound to be had on either side. A Storm Trooper could have a family just as easily as a Republic soldier had a child.

But those thoughts didn't apply in war. Through either perspectives, an enemy was an enemy.

War was hell, war was merciless.

[member="Pappy"] [member="Riley Stryker"] [member="Lenne Fayth"] [member="Titan"] [member="Dish"] [member="DG-45"] [member="Corvus Raaf"] [member="Ardeo Sophos"]

 

[Orick T'ane]

Dropping out of hyperspace was always an adventure wit The Ranger, he never knew exactly how much she wanted to cooperate with him. Kashhyyk. Not what he was thinking when he envisioned it. Somewhere down there beyond those giant canopies, Republic troops were ripping apart Sith forces.

Cargo work again. He should invest in one of those taxi counters and charge by the the parsec. He could see the look on all of those Admiral's faces as he printed out a ticket for his fare. He wasn't sure he wouldn't end up in a nice shiny brig for that one. Definitely something to consider for a later time.

He checked his comm frequency again and toggled an open channel, " Republic ground forces commander, I have some fresh goodies for you courtesy of fleet command. you tel lme how to get it to you and you can show these wonderful sith how much you care about them."

He dropped into a low orbit and turned on his IFF scaners to maximum range and waited for a response.

 

[Nyos Val]

As he ran, the little woman approached him with a joke, he figured he'd oblidge Her humor with laughter even if it wasn't funny.

"Ha." Titan pressed out of his throat. He continued behind the woman, his repeater sawing Sith troops in half along with trees. They'd need them to rebuild anyways.

"Now that's one I haven't heard before. Don't quite your day job."


[member="Lenne Fayth"]

 

[Corvus Raaf]

The remaining two chose to stand either side of Corvus - clearly deciding this was a tactic to avoid being attacked at the same time. They'd clearly not witnessed her first ever training session with [member="Tracyn"]. She jumped and performed the splits in mid-air, hitting the both squarely in the throat.

Landing gently, she started to walk towards the tree and put her hand in her pocket. She pulled out a small pouch. In the pouch was a piece of cloth. Inside the cloth was a coin. A Mandalorian coin. Now,12 years later she felt she was worthy to be its owner. And she smiled.

 

[Catherine Soja]

As the padawan fought her was from the beaches toward the tree she encountered some sith soldiers. Deflecting blaster bolts with her saber she moved forward slower than she wanted until she got close and struck the sith down each one taking only a single or sometimes two swipes before falling. As she struck she found more sith trying to get to her some wielding vibro blades or staffs to even the odds. here she dominated most of them slicing and parrying blows away as she lead a charge of republic soldiers moving up from the front. She was not commanding them however only making a path for their advance. She hated killing these people but she also knew they had long submitted to the Sith and would never give in so she accepted the fact she had to fight to defend the peace of the galaxy. This was the burden of the Jedi, she thought back seemingly now it felt so long ago the man with no saber and dark side powers asking if she'd killed anybody. Not then no now she has killed plenty and she knew it changed even the jedi. But perhaps unlike how he may have thought she was at peace knowing that she fought not for selfish gain or riches. She fought for the lives of others. That was what a guardian fought for. As she spunb and moved forward she jumped atop of some crates then off them to simulate an ataru move the force was too much in flux to utilize at this time with any certainty. So this limited her saber styles some. With another slash a sith fell as one struck her armor she grunted in pain before striking back and dueling with her briefly before managing to down the warrior.

 

[Ardeo Sophos]

I have the two soldiers infront of my sabers. They aren't going any where, but my attention is momentarily drawn away as I hear a sound from behind me. Looking back it is one of the soldiers who apparently was still alive. He had his blaster aimed at me. The force wasn't exactly acting perfectly at the moment, but I didn't really think about it. I activated force Omnio. The occular ability that had emerged along time ago while training to be a jedi. It allowed me to see the next move of my opponent, and he was about to pull the trigger. I decided to take advantage of this. I quickly dodged to the right, allowing the energy bolt from the gun to pass by me, and hit the soldier on my right behind me. I quickly twisted and stabbed outward infront and behind me with my sabers, impaling each soldier. I stood up, flourishing my sabers before deactivating them.

"Well that takes care of that." I turned towards the giant tree, that we had agreed was a key station to take in order to gain victory. I sighed "Well I guess I should probably head over that way." I looked up into the trees. Man that is a high jump. I can't make that. Not with the force acting all weird. I really need to make a grappling hook system, that i can fire myself. I made a note to make that when we got back to the jedi temple. I also wanted to form a security class for jedi. I made another note to present the idea to the jedi council. My main skill when it came to fighting was speed, and so on top of that i had trained my endurance to a level in which i could maintain high speeds for a long time, and that was a skill that really came in handy in a time like this when the force was unstable right now.

i took off at top speed towards the large tree. I was about a mile away, and closing. I would arrive soon enough. [member="Corvus Raaf"] [member="Titan"] [member="Orick T'ane"] [member="Lenne Fayth"] [member="Kelghast"] [member="Sabena Shai"]

 

[Lok Xiangu]

Objective: Secure Kashiro

"Aye," he responded back to the female soldier as she asked him if the big tree that outstood out of the other trees that made up the beautiful forests of this planet who's resources were exploited by companies and was invaded by industrial factories that polluted this planet and the way of life of these wookies that were the main and general population of Kashyyyk. A new magazine of BANG slugs was inserted into the slugthrower as he had already exhausted a clip of BANG slugs against the imperials. At least this woman was keeping to herself and improving her behavior in this operation. How he disliked those types. Makes him want to flog them or discipline them until they were real soldiers.

"Almost there," he and the other allied forces were close of exiting out the forests and blitz into the tree to wipe out stormtroopers and raise the Republic flag that would symbolize victory and the liberation of Kashyyyk.

[member="Lenne Fayth"]