Junction Eternal Alliance | Battle of Panatha | EE+Firrerre, TSE+Soullex

[STRATCOM]

Panatha was on fire.

A few weeks have passed since the battles of Dantooine, Korrriban, Felucia and Byss. There was just a very little peace now, not only in the house of the Eternal Alliance, but in the Galaxy as well. Fortunately, the Eternal Truth chose this just more peaceful time to attack the planet, with which they managed to infuriate two different empires.

Panatha was on fire.

The planet, which had not yet been conquered by the Eternal Empire, and the Empress also indicated to the House Zambrano that they had no intention. She, so the Empire respected their alliance. The place where Darth Carnifex and Darth Prazutis also came from. It may have been far from the Sith Empire, but the place was important to them as well. The planet is important to the Eternal Empire because of trade and corporate reasons as well. And for Eclipse Rebellion, because the Byss’ Nexus for some reason marked this place for them while translating the table.

Panatha was on fire.

The Eternal Truth attacked a large part of the planet with great force, where the biggest attack took place against the capital, again involving buildings and areas that could be linked to the Zambrano house and the Sith Empire. He did not even mention the business buildings of the Eternal Empire and its allies. The traitors were not interested in the civilians, the population, they were killed if they got in their way and soon the entire capital was taken over. This was pretty much the case when the Eternal Empire and the Sith Empire arrived.

Panatha was on fire.

The intention of the Eternal Truth was to destroy everything related to the Force and the Sith on this planet and in the capital, so they had already collected a lot of related things, relics, documents, books, holocrons, and wanted to destroy them all in public, in front of everyone's eyes to spit on the Sith and the Eternal Empires. Unfortunately for Eclipse Rebellion, this place was exactly what they were looking for…

Objectives:
Take back the city and liberate it, not to mention save the countless relics, artefacts, priceless treasures that the enemy wants to destroy. The centre is the Governor's Palace.
The rebels also have exactly what they want at the governor's palace. So it is a good question whether they want to form an alliance with their enemies to achieve their own goals. Or whether they want to find something that makes them here, regardless of their enemies and ahead of them.

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OOC:
The Eternal Truth is a traitorous military and Warden group that deserted after Tacitus disappeared and tried to carry out a coup against the STRATCOM to take power. According to them, Tacitus strayed from his original goals, becoming weak, as was the leadership of the Empire. They are actually quite an Anti-Force and strongly extremist fanatic group.
They are using standard Ultranaut Corps's equipment.

And don’t forget we need 50-50 posts to gain our hex.

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[Ingrid L'lerim]

Lady Ingrid L’lerim-Ragal
Eternal Empress of the Eternal Empire, Lord Commander of the Wardens of the Shroud
The Red Witch; The Night Queen, Head of the House L’lerim, CEO of the HPI Consortium​

Location: Near to the Capital, Panatha
Equipment: Brynja coat | Heilagr MK. I Assassin Armour | 2x Sigra vibroblade | 2x Striith vibrosword | G1 OmniLink || Shield talisman | Taozin amulet | Empyrean gland
Writing with: Open

Truth be told, this attack was very unexpected, Ingrid did not expect it at all, nor that Panatha would be the target. She thought their enemies would attack when they were at war. That’s why she left Tubrok at home when the Byss were attacked to support the new Overlord if this happened. But it didn't happen, in fact, the woman was all suspicious, she didn't know why. Now, however, they received an answer, they wanted to attack Panatha.

She considered it an infinitely foolish move to anger two empires at once. They actually succeeded. It is not as if the Eternal Empire did not want to destroy them since the coup attempt was carried out that day. The Empress saw the arriving TSE ships as the communications officers probably made the usual greetings and also forwarded the coordinates where Ingrid and her men were. Close to the capital in a well-defended location, which was perfect for dropships to land here as well, with larger units to attack the city from here.

They were on a hill, the red-haired woman watching the capital from here. She wondered who would be coming from the Sith Empire, since Panatha did not actually belong to them, but was the home planet of their royal house. She hoped the Eternal Truth would sign their own death sentence with this. It would have been time to destroy them once and for all. While she waited she just listened to the reports and directed the units.

And, of course, she waited, mostly for the people of the Sith Empire, as it was a neutral planet where they had just come to help. The delegates of the House of Zambrano will be those who actually have power here, as this was their world. So Ingrid felt it would be best to wait for them to see what they were planning. In light of that, she will lead her own troops.

For the time being, she turned her gaze back to the city, standing in a small stretch, her hands clasped behind her back, in her usual military stance. Whatever is happening today, she felt that this day would turn out to be interesting…

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[Joycelyn Zambrano]

She was the Empress of the Sith Empire, the daughter of a High Priestess in the Ember of Vahl and the Sith Emperor Emeritus.

Most of her life, Joycelyn Zambrano had either been travelling the long routes of the Vahla's migrant fleet, or marched to the drum of war in service to her father's dream of an Empire, of Sith Eternal; a dream she now carried on into the future. Even though she had spent so much of her life elsewhere Panatha was still a world she held close to her heart.

So when the Eternal Empire said that home was in danger.

The Sith Empress answered personally.

She did not come alone, but brought both other Sith and a detachment of her own Varanin Legion to support the Eternal Empire's consolidation of this most sacred world. To say that she trusted the Eternal Empire and their alliance would be an overstatement, but she did not underestimate the value of their cooperation. Tacitus had been a fluke, a fraud, a mistake. The new Empress was ushering in an Eternal Empire who was both stronger than ever and devoted to their transaction. Joycelyn regretted she had only been able to meet her in fleeting moments.

But these unfortunate vents opened up an opportunity for them to talk Empress to Empress.

She looked forward to such an opportunity.

Among the ships of the Sith Empire that appeared in the sky was the Empress' own flagship, The Cathedra, a sign of her personal investment in this conflict. She was carried down in a sleek, black transport with a minimal presence of the sworn crownguard by her side, a sign of good faith to their ally. Her body was clad in the black plates of the Imperator's Raiment, with her head kept bare save for the golden wreath among her black locks. Her sithsword rested at her side, cruel and foreboding.

The silhouette of the Sith-Empress at war.

Ingrid L'lerim

 

[Darth Strosius]

Objective: Protect and recover the artifacts of the Sith, kill those who would defile and destroy them
Location: Descending to the surface of Panatha, somewhere outside the Capital
Equipment: Lightsaber
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"-look, all I'm saying is that we just got leave from fighting on Korriban. Now we have to go all the way to Panatha and fight again?" The Legionnaire voiced his complaints for all to hear inside the small troop transport ship. Thankfully said Legionnaire was silenced by a swift smack from his superior. Alisteri held back a small chuckle at the sight.

As usual the Sith Acolyte had hitched a ride with whatever Sith ship would allow him to, this one being apart of the force sent to assist the Eternal Empire with their little problem on the planet below. The squad that he traveled with didn't belong to the mighty Varanin Legion however. He hadn't been that lucky.

"I would be more grateful if I were you." He spoke before the squad's leader could reprimand his squadmate. "This planet was once the home of our rulers. Once we land we will walk amongst the lands that birthed and sheltered them, it is a great honor to be able to do so. So silence your complaints, we must not falter in our duty to our Empress and our Dark Lord."

Silence followed his words and he sat back in his seat with a small feeling of pride in his chest.

A part of him did understand the strife of that Legionnaire however. Even though it had been some weeks since he participated in the defense of a couple of different worlds, Alisteri hadn't had all that much downtime to properly rest his body and recover from his more prominent wounds in that time. However, he was a proud member of the Sith. If he was ordered to dive straight into a volley of blaster fire he wouldn't question that order, so he didn't hesitate to come and assist the Sith Imperial forces heading to Panatha.

His gaze rested on the planet as the ship brought them ever closer to their landing zone. The Capital was visible, and he narrowed his eye at the sight. This planet was nearly sacred in his mind, and yet it harbored heathens still. It seemed that nothing sacred was safe.

Besides, he got to protect artifacts and slay heathens all in one. For him, it was a win-win.

 

[Ty Sibo]

Ty sibo:harm armor, , Anti material rifle, Protosaber
biodroids: harm armor, GMG's, M-416's


Ty would arrive Near to the Capital, Panatha along with a four-man team of biodroids the same ones he had lead in the defense of

Dantooine. "Am i too late for the party M'lady?" He spoke threw his telepathic abilitys to Ingrid L'lerim before adding "are the biodroids and equipment to your like?" In truth Ty really shouldn't be hear siding with a enemy of the CIS allies but he was a businessman and one thing he cared more about then political alliances was furthering his goals for hades corp so here he was aiding someone who had struck a lucrative trade deal with him.

the squad was outfitted with their usual kit of H.A.R.M. suits, two gmg 4 M-416's. Ty bowed his skeletal head as his loose fitted cloths revealed the bleach-white bones of his body held together with the same blueish energy that flowed from his sockets. ​

 

[Ingrid L'lerim]

Lady Ingrid L’lerim-Ragal
Eternal Empress of the Eternal Empire, Lord Commander of the Wardens of the Shroud
The Red Witch; The Night Queen, Head of the House L’lerim, CEO of the HPI Consortium​

Location: Near to the Capital, Panatha
Equipment: Brynja coat | Heilagr MK. I Assassin Armour | 2x Sigra vibroblade | 2x Striith vibrosword | G1 OmniLink || Shield talisman | Taozin amulet | Empyrean gland
Tags: Joycelyn Zambrano | Ty Sibo | Open

Ingrid was in her completely unadorned military coat, under which was her armour exceptionally, not her uniform. The helmet of her armour was in one of the coat pockets for now. She stood in a military position and waited, that's how she watched the city. Small spread, stiff hold, hands clasped behind her back. Many may have found this uncomfortable, but the woman was able to stay in this position for hours, completely motionless. The wind caught her red hair, blowing a few strands into her face, but the majority backwards.

She had already seen the ships of the Sith Empire delegation descend, shuttles when she heard the telepathic voice in her mind. Even if she didn’t immediately know who the man was, the biorobot immediately made it clear it was Ty Sibo , an independent contractor in the Eternal Empire. The man made great armour for those who liked heavier armour, and for the army as well. Rocksolid Arms was also working on more recent ones, so they will be abundantly equipped with such a thing.

~ You're not late, Mr. Sibo. As a matter of fact, when I’m present somewhere as a military person, I prefer to address “my Lord,” after all, I’m a soldier. And yes, biorobots and armor are also great. We can also test them today, soon. ~

She replied telepathically, too, without turning in the direction of the man. The red-haired woman did not turn until the Sith Empress's ship arrived. The two new empresses. She had not met her many times before, but rather had made allies among the members of the Dark Council for herself; AMCO and Telis Taharin-Zambrano , a lover and future husband, and a friend. Circles higher than the two men were inaccessible as double agent. But even so, she achieved more than she thought. When Joycelyn arrived, she greeted the other woman with a respectful nod.

”Empress! Thank you for coming. The soldiers of the Eternal Empire took up their positions, but they could be reassigned at any time. This world belongs to you and your family, which is why we consider you and the Sith Empire to be military leaders in this place. So we are waiting for your order.”

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[Ty Sibo]

Ty nodded, responding with a quick "As you wish my Lord." telepathically before redirecting his attention to Darth Strosius , Bowing his head. blue wisps of energy flowed off the sides of his head as he telepathically linked his mind to ask a question to them, "I Must ask the craftmanship on your mask is Very interesting may I ask where you got it from?" The biodroids with Ty, that had altered their hair color to tell each other apart stood in attention choosing to speak only when spoken to.

One walking forward asked, "My lord what are our orders?" THe biodroids moved fluidly like any living being would the only telltale signs that they weren't "like everything else other than their experience was their voices had the slight hint of static to them but other than that they were like anyone else. they breathed sweated bled, ate and drank, and could do many other things living creatures do off the battlefield.

 

[Second Son]

Objective: Bring The Traitors Ruin
Location: Inside the Capital City
Equipment: Sorcerer's Spellbook, Lightsaber

This would not stand.

A pool of darkness formed on the floor within the royal palace, growing in size until it erupted from the ground. A doorway of darkness among the traitors that had dared to bring ruin to the Once-Emperor's home. The Second Son stepped out of this darkness, his book already opened and glowing the deep red of his magics. The troops opened fire immediately, but none of their blasters could get through the dome the Knight had formed around himself. He calmly strode to one of the soldiers, the expressionless helm radiating hate. A gauntlet fist snatched out and caught the man by his throat in a crushing grip. Uselessly he tried to fire at his assailant, but the barrier would not give in. Every shot of blaster fire was absorbed by the red barrier.

"S̖u͏̺̤t̹̪̦̱͔͜t̝͖͘a̝̪̣͙ ͈̕C͡h̪͈͎͖wi̡͉͎̦̪ͅt͈̗̪͈̙̲̮u̞̙͠sk͡a̞k̶̹̪̫̗."

Ancient Sith echoed from the voice modular within the helmet. The tome beside him flipped to the appropriate page before flaring to life with a flash of red. The soldier in the Second's grasp then fell from it, their head completely consumed by a black flamelike substance. The gunfire ceased for a moment as the soldiers took in the sight. "Your judgement is at hand." He lowered his arm as he turned to face this squad.

"Ask mercy from your gods, for I will give you none."

 

[Felix Astermo]

Location: Capital City, Royal Palace
Objective: Unmake the rogue elements.
Equipment: Sith Warblade, Fancy Robe&Mask.
Writing With: Second Son

Treachery. Heresy. Duplicity. These were the names of corruption, the stain at the heart of orderly society - much like a tumour, it must be extracted.

Stepping out of the gate of inky blackness after the Sorcerer that had conjured it, Aurum's gilded form radiated power, but not hatred. Not like the Knight. These were vermin to be exterminated, after all - hardly worthy of his attention, let alone his fury. With significantly less fanfare than his companion, he raised a single gauntleted hand, the local temperature plummeting as half the defenders froze suddenly and violently while the other half spontaneously combusted.

An impressive feat, to the uneducated spectator, but a mere reallocation of abundant thermal energy to the enlightened mind.

"I appreciate the efficiency of your barrier, Sorcerer. Too many wastefully counter with energy of their own rather than use their foes' against them."

The rare compliment delivered to his satisfaction, the Golden Magus' unblinking gaze swivelled back and forth, seemingly oblivious to their ornate surroundings, for what was artisanal furniture and fine art next to the splendour of gold? More importantly, there were relics to rescue.

 

[LE-03 (Leigh)]

Location: Capital Outskirts, Panatha
Equipment: Passive/Active Holonet comm system, multi-phase arm cannon (part of chassis), Five (5) standard thermal detonators, One(1) 50-meter syntherope coil
Tags: Vidalu Na'an , Adelle Bastiel , Open

It felt...strange, being here in person. Leigh's pressure sensors could not feel the earth the way human feet could, but as they exited the shuttle the difference somehow still felt significant. Since being picked up by a local Eclipse cell upon their escape from Kalidan, Leigh had carefully maintained the pretense of merely being another droid--a far more sophisticated droid than she had played at being on Imperial grounds, but a droid nonetheless. She and her human partner had argued about this over and over, circling furiously around the topic for hours on end, but in the end she had had to embrace the logic of it. Even among allies, it was safer if she was not known as their leader, the enigmatic Voice of Abbaji--for their sake as well as her own.

Even if she hated the new version of this lie with every circuit in her system, it was for the best.

And, logic aside, there were benefits to being unknown. Like finally being able to join the fight herself.

"Must you still wear that helmet?" she said sourly, checking the settings on her cannon. It had been a long time since her chassis had seen combat, and while her programming was sound, it was still wise to go over the equipment carefully. While the Capital was small, with only a short run between the spaceport and their first objective, it would not do to have anything fail--especially once the packs on their back started to fill. "It is hideous, and no longer serves any purpose, considering your...recent choices."

She turned to scowl back into the shuttle, where Vidalu Na'an was already fitting the ugly goggles of the Ultranauts into place. For the first time in a long time, she flickered her hologram to life, letting the scowl be visible on a blonde, freckly face.

Another benefit of being free of constraints--she could finally return to openly pointing out when her human was being a fool.

 

[Adelle Bastiel]

Location: Capital City, Outskirts
Objective: Secure Force artefacts and information before destruction
Equipment: Standard rebreather, half-suit standard combat armor, lightsaber
Interacting with: Anyone nearby


Adelle hit the ground running.

She'd come from the anomalous jungle planet out in the Unknown Regions when both a vision and Leigh had tipped her off to the importance. The smoke had been visible from low-orbit. Fleets bearing the sigil of both the Eternal Empire and the Sith Empire hovered in orbit, deploying dropships and escorts by the dozens. She had landed her X-wing just outside the city limits, far enough away that anyone trying to make a quick getaway would seek other options first. Adelle attached a rebreather to her face before leaping out of the fighter and sprinting for the city.

Knowing the resources of each Empire to be vast, it was likely that they would secure the initial location of the Force artifacts. But also knowing politics, there would be some kind of formal meet and greet, and, logistically, they'd have to coordinate the deployment of troops and establish a chain of command that would satisfy both sides. Which gave her and any other rebels answering the call of the Voice of Abbaji some time to make a snatch and grab.

The city burned uncontrollably. Smoke tore tears from her eyes as she ran, the people around her running in the opposite direction. The current of the Force pulled on her, out of her path. Adelle followed and gripped the corner of a building beginning to buckle. The wall scorched her palms with heat but Adelle drew on tutaminis to aid her hold up the building without burning her skin too much. She felt the remaining residents leave the doorway and jumped back, letting the structure collapse in on herself.

Intel said the rogue sect of the Eternal Empire had been gathering the artifacts, holocrons, and literature in the square before the royal palace, watched closely by their operatives. Adelle took off running again, letting the Force guide her through the unfamiliar streets. Hopefully, the others would converge on that location.



Vidalu Na'an | LE-03 (Leigh) | Any rebels nearby

 

[Vidalu Na'an]

Location: Capital Outskirts, Panatha
Equipment: One(1) shoto lightsaber with tied wrist cable, One(1) standard E-11D blaster carbine, One(1) industrial-strength syntherope (50m), Two(2) standard thermal detonators, One(1) Imperial trooper helmet with standard comm connections, Libeta Neural Implant
Tags: LE-03 (Leigh) , Adelle Bastiel , Open

"Of course it serves a purpose!"
Vidalu Na'an was in high spirits. She waggled her head at Leigh, snorting as the helmet bobbled back and forth on her neck in response. When the pantomime brought no laughter in response, however, she abandoned it and returned to kitting herself out. They'd need plenty of firepower for this operation, however fast and hard it would be. The Nexus on Byss had been perfectly clear about that. "You saw the brief--hell, you gave the brief. Parnatha's burning because The Empire couldn't keep control of their own people after the Emperor abandoned them."

There was a pause. Naming the Emperor still brought to mind, if only for a moment, the person who had abandoned the Empire at his side. Then Na'an returned to fitting herself with her kit, pulling at her belt with just a little too much vigor. "The Wardens threw a fit, and now we're here to clean house and get another piece to the artifact problem," she said briskly. "Soooo...imagine how much it'll piss off the new Empress if she sees me in one of the same helmets her traitors are all wearing! The proverbial golden goose, so bold as to rub it right in her face?" She sighed, letting herself imagine it as she slid her saber's loop around her wrist. "Magical."

She slid a matching pack onto her back as she jogged down the shuttle ramp to Leigh's side. The droid had been...testy, since their departure from Kalidan. Not that Leigh objected to their need to leave Kalidan, now that the Empress wasn't there to provide what meager protection her mere presence offered. No, it wasn't the fact that they'd had to leave so much as the way they left that had the droid in a sniping mood.

Which was...fair. Totally fair. Na'an couldn't fault her for that. She’d already apologized more than once for saying what she'd said to the Empire without consulting her partner. Chances were, she wasn’t done apologizing.

But hey, Leigh always got mad when Na'an did something stupid and self-destructive for her sake. Like taking the droid's heat, on top of her own.
"I know this isn't ideal," she said meekly. "And I am sorry. But things are going well this way, aren't they? We're out, finally. And we're gaining ground, however small."

Her eye followed Leigh's gaze out towards the city, which glowed with the light of what was probably several hundred fires. "Sort of."

Neither of them had much more banter in them after that. The entered the city with a sort of hard determination, setting aside their own squabble in favor of the objective-- Rendezvous with the other Eclipse, grab the goods, save lives.

 

[Second Son]

Objective: Bring The Traitors Ruin
Location: Inside the Capital City
Equipment: Sorcerer's Spellbook, Lightsaber
Tags: Felix Astermo

The rage within the Second Son was not of his own, but from a fragment within. A voice, furious and unyielding, demanded payment in blood. A voice that was quickly becoming the Son's own. He kept the barrier up even as the poor squad that ended up the victims of the two sorcerers were dealt with. The abundance of energy he'd absorbed made it plenty easy to keep it up, at least for the next minute or so. "The foolish and the arrogant believe their reserves are unlimited. When your enemy freely gives you energy, best to make use of it."

He stepped forward just as the barrier faded. Strong as it was, it was immobile. Many of the fine furnishing had been tattered and ruined, much to the masked figures annoyance. But the relics. He could still feel them. Close. Still guarded. "The Royal Guards have fortified deeper within. We can regroup with them, then find the relics and get them out."

 

[Daeron]

With no practical choice in the matter, Daeron journeyed to Panatha with Sith forces. He silently sat on a similar transport as Darth Strosius and others. For now, the ships flew in tandem with each other.

Daeron’s gaze shifted to the Epicanthix landscape outside the ship. Vast jungle swallowed the land beneath with a massive city shooting out from the horizon.

The transports quickly approached the capital. At a certain distance though, Eternal Truth forces within the city opened fire at the Sith ships. With each shot of flak, Daeron’s transport began to shake.

Eventually, one volley of anti-aircraft fire struck Daeron’s transports. The Apprentice braced himself. The soldiers onboard panicked. He did not get a chance to see if Alisteri’s transport experienced the same fate.

Daeron’s transport spiraled downward from the sky – toward the depths of the capital city and deep within enemy territory…

 

[Felix Astermo]

Location: Capital City, Royal Palace
Objective: Unmake the rogue elements.
Equipment: Sith Warblade, Fancy Robe & Mask.
Writing With: Second Son

The Royal Guard. Planetary. Provincial? No, the Epicanthix were at once traditional and innovative. Proud, yes, but not too proud to adopt modern tactics and armaments. They would provide a stiff resistance to this so-called Eternal Truth, but their numbers were likely limited.

"Yes, though there may be no need to retreat. The Epicanthix are staunch warriors - reinforced they may serve as the anvil to the incoming hammer."

As was implied, their numbers could already have been excessively culled; even then, the simple act of extracting the Royals alongside the relics might be enough to drive them to a suicidal last stand. Certainly more practical than breaching true the traitors' defences not once but twice. Securing some of their kin might earn the appreciation of the Once-Emperor and Diarchs both; a worthy secondary objective.

Assuming they had not already fled, but Panatha was a warrior culture. They may not have that luxury.

"There must be servant hallways; out of sight, out of mind. I recommend that approach."

 

[Elaena Kessia Miran]

Kessia Miran
Chameleon, Knight Warden of the Wardens of the Shroud, Agent of Blackwatch, sithspawn, L’lerim’s right hand​

Location: Royal Palace, Capital City, Panatha
Equipment: Gildenweave Light Armor | Viper Mk. I Skinsuit undersuit | Simple robe | 2x Westar 34 blaster pistol | 2x Sigra vibroblade | 2x Striith vibrosword | Stealth field generator | G1 OmniLink | Shield talisman | Taozin amulet | Healing amulet | Empyrean gland
Tag: Felix Astermo | Second Son

Kessia was the Empress's bodyguard and played her several times if needed. After all, this is why the shape-shifting sithspawn was created from the once Mandalorian woman. Not that she remembered her past, but her knowledge remained. Even now, the Empress sent her to the city to try to get as much information and data as she could to send to the camp through her abilities. She was already close to the palace when she was disturbed by two Sith in her work.

She was usually a lone wolf and didn’t like to be disturbed because intruders always ruin her work. And which was a very unpleasant factor for a person like her. Arrogant… arrogant figures as she heard their conversation. Did they seriously think the Royal Guard could still fight at the same time? Had it been so, neither the Eternal Empire nor the Sith Empire would have been here. Kessia walked behind the two men invisibly, as she had been hiding in the Force as well as her presence. But now she appeared behind the two men before addressing them.

”Are every Sith so optimistic, or would I rather call you stupid? There is no Royal guard, especially not in the palace. If they still exist, they pull themselves somewhere deep in the canals. The Eternal Truth has had full control over the palace and the capital for days. By the way, I am Chameleon, the agent of Empress L’lerim, at your service, gentlemen!”

The woman had been here before, as her own, or just the Sith, would have arrived.

” I recommend the cover because snipers can be everywhere. The Eternal Truth is a strongly anti-Force group, so be prepared to block the Force as well. They expected both factions to come. I would even call it a trap. Do you feel like walking into this trap with me?” she asked in an almost good mood.

 

[Second Son]

Objective: Bring The Traitors Ruin
Location: Inside the Capital City
Equipment: Sorcerer's Spellbook, Lightsaber
Tags: Felix Astermo Elaena Kessia Miran

"A hammer. I can agree with this." The spellbook beside the Sorcerer had once more begun to flip through the pages. There was a spell or two that might come in handy for such an approach, though if they went through the servant halls, well. That would work just fine. He calmly stepped to one such doorway. He knew this palace like the back of his hand. In twisted way, it once belonged to him. Or at least, a part of him.

The new voice stilled him. A hidden soul? The masked figure glanced curiously to Kessia. Good she was a friend. In his rage he failed to notice her. That wouldn't happen again. The pages stopped flipping as he muttered a minor spell. A sensor around him, to detect movement close by. Just in case these anti-forcers made use of their own stealth tech.

".. If they've truly defeated the palace guard, they must all be destroyed. Do you have information on the royal family?" He spoke quieter now at the mention of snipers. It was likely they'd be in the sights of one soon. Not a feeling he liked. He opened the door to the hidden passage for the three, nodding.

"Why spring their trap if we can set our own? Do you know Runes, Darth Aurum, and how to quickly place them?"

 

[Felix Astermo]

Location: Capital City, Royal Palace
Objective: Unmake the rogue elements.
Equipment: Sith Warblade, Fancy Robe & Mask.
Writing With: Elaena Kessia Miran & Second Son

It would seem the Royal Guard were not all they were made out to me, or perhaps they had simply been outnumbered enough that retreat or death were the only remaining options. No matter, dead or useless were interchangeable in his mind, they would have to resolve this themselves.

"I am Darth Aurum of the Sith." No further titles nor unnecessary banter - though he was interested in the fate of the royals too, if for selfish reasons.

Turning towards the hidden passage - truly, the Zambranos were unusually eager to conceal their commoner staff, even by royal standards, if this was how such hallways were hidden. Or perhaps they doubled as escape routes, but that would be placing a great deal of faith in mere serfs. Whatever the case, it would suit their purposes nicely while keeping them away from the open spaces where a sniper might lurk.

"Sorcery is not my speciality, I lean more towards the altering of matter's essential nature by way of Alchemy. That said, I can manage some spells and engraving any necessary runework into a material of your choice is a trivial matter." Stone was an excellent medium, from what he had heard.

 

[Elaena Kessia Miran]

Kessia Miran
Chameleon, Knight Warden of the Wardens of the Shroud, Agent of Blackwatch, sithspawn, L’lerim’s right hand​

Location: Royal Palace, Capital City, Panatha
Equipment: Gildenweave Light Armor | Viper Mk. I Skinsuit undersuit | Simple robe | 2x Westar 34 blaster pistol | 2x Sigra vibroblade | 2x Striith vibrosword | Stealth field generator | G1 OmniLink | Shield talisman | Taozin amulet | Healing amulet | Empyrean gland
Tag: Felix Astermo | Second Son

She had a connection with the Sith, more than she wanted. Even when she was created, it was also a Sith who, in addition to sorcery and alchemy, was the Sith Lord was familiar with witch things. That woman taught her. Then there was the late Emperor, her own mistress, the former Overlord, now Empress. And because L’lerim had too much to do with the Sith Empire, she couldn’t avoid meeting them either. It was part of her job and she had to work with the Sith several times before. It wasn’t particularly safe to say she liked it all, but there was no other option.

”According to my information, they got out before the palace fell. I have no information about their current situation, which means that the traitorous dogs probably don’t know either.”

And that was good, because through her shape-shifting ability, she could get into places that no one else might have succeeded at. So Kessia had some inside information. She nodded at Aurum's introduction and just sighed loudly at the traps. Once again, ego and arrogance. They would kill her, and she didn't want to die. A sorcerer and an alchemist. As for Kessia, she was very little familiar with these, those were more theoretical knowledge than actual practical knowledge. She was more of an assassin.

”I wouldn’t be so sure they don’t know such secret paths. Most of the enemy is trained to kill Force Users. I believe you are confident, but don’t be too overwhelmed, many have already died in this.” she said with some mockery in her voice.

As they reached one of the places where the enemy could have seen them, she reached out to the Force and disappeared in the Force, also from technology and eyes. She stepped out to the affected area first and walked through it, watching the delicate parts, but not seeing or feeling anyone. On the other side, when she got into cover, she reappeared, though her presence was still hidden, but she was visible again.

~ The area is clear, you can come! ~ she messaged in telepathically; she didn't want to shout.

 

[Rath Nihro]

Location: Near the Capital, Panatha
Equipment: Aegis of the Snow, Vibrodagger, Nelvaanian Sword, KC-95'ACE of Spades'
Ship: Fireaxe "Deep Space" Starfighter
Tags: Ingrid L'lerim Joycelyn Zambrano Ty Sibo

Ever since Rath acquired himself a ship of his own, Rath has been busy as an Initiate Warden. Mainly on the extensive search for his old master who left the Wardens of the Shroud years ago for reasons unknown to Rath. It was his duty to remove the suspicion of treason from himself by bringing in his old master to the Wardens. Or so he kept telling himself. That was until he received a message of alarm regarding the Eternal Truth's biggest scheme. The attack on Panatha, and frankly Rath thought that was a rather bold move on their part. Ta'kir, the ex-Warden that Rath has been searching for, certainly wouldn't take part in something so risky. Not usually at any rate, but if anything Rath could probably get some answers from the Eternal Truth.

The engines from the Fireaxe blazed to life as it descended from the vast space into Panatha's atmosphere. Snow steered the vessel to land close to the other starships that belonged to the Sith Empire. When it landed, Rath grabbed the Nelvaanian sword in a reverse grip. Both as a sign of non-hostility, and it's actually to deceive the opposing judgement of what distance to keep out of his sword's reach. His helmet secured on his head as the mostly white coloration clashed against Panatha's environment. The ultrachrome of his hooded cloak became more apparent as the result.

Once he disembarked his ship, Rath addressed the Red Witch with a salute. It was always proper to inform the commanding officer of their arrival, and considering who Lady Ingrid was speaking to. Rath didn't speak a word as he simply remained off to the side as his vision looked upon the burning remnants of the Capital. Painting the sky into a fiery scarlet, and frankly Snow felt a major disturbance in the Force. The kind that reeked of the dark side, but whether that was from the collection of darksiders, the planet itself, or the vast collection of force artifacts Rath couldn't honestly tell. He wouldn't doubt if all three were the cause, but he still felt a sinister hand was guiding these turn of events.