Private Fires of Glory

[Sig Dryggo]

Fires of Glory​

Tag(s): Zandra Ruus
Objective(s): Survive

The Dauntless shook violently, throwing anything not nailed down about. On the small budge of the scout ship was Sig and M9, both in their usual positions piloting and co-piloting the vessel, respectively. The Crusade was progressing at a steady rate. World after world fell to their influence. World after world the Galactic Alliance was losing their grip. The future Sig dreamed was slowly but surely being realized.

In the short time following their victory on Onderon, Sig had been launching small private raids on independent systems and settlements. The goal was, as always, grow the influence of him and his clan. Clan Dryggo had numbers now and a few planets to call their own domain. The twisted teachings Sig imparted upon them was taking affect. It was clear to anyone that if Sig broke from the Crusade, or if they discovered his own motives and outed him themselves, he’d have a significant force parting with him.

The top of his list was the young Zandra Russ. The young warrior had a fire and vigor that Sig hoped to groom and exploit for his own purposes. As such she had moved into one of two rooms in the crew quarters. He also began holding private lessons with her, intending to impart his direct vision onto her.

The Dauntless shook again, shaking Sig from his momentary loss in thoughts. Zandra as below deck somewhere, likely in the middle of one of her many menial tasks Sig had for her, when they fell under attack. They had recently hunted down and turned in the bounty of a small crime ring on Tatooine. While he thought they shook the tail, the gang had caught up.

Taking the ship towards the planet, Sig gritted his teeth with curses slipping out, he turned momentarily to M9, “I’m taking her down,” he quickly flipped over the switch to the ship wide comm, “Brace for impact!”

After a few more moments of violent shaking, which grew more aggressive as they entered the atmosphere, the ship impacted hard and slid across the golden dunes of Tatooine. Sig could tell a rib or two was broken. An inconvenience as the enemy would likely be upon them soon.

Standing he walked away, knowing M9 would tend to his duties making any necessary repairs. Walking down the stairs he looked around the lower deck, which was now a mess from the crash and recent violent flight. “Zandra,” he called out, “Time to get to work.”

 

[Zandra Ruus]

Below the main deck of the ship, Zandra had been hard at work honing her body and mind. She was focused on repeating lessons she'd been taught in her head as she exercised. Even as the ship hurdled through space, she was doing inverted crunches hanging from a bar. Each time she completed a crunch, she would softly repeat the words "A strong body makes a strong spirit..."

Her workout was swiftly interrupted however, when the ship began to rattle and shake. She had no time to brace herself before one massive shake sent her to the floor. Even though she didn't know it, the ship had crashed, sending her to the floor with great force. Thankfully she didn't land on her head, but her right shoulder harshly impacted the wall as she was spun around the ship. There was a sickening pop from under her skin, no doubt her right shoulder was dislocated.

This would make things very interesting, especially given her reliance on her sword hand... Even with this impairment, she began dawning her armor as quickly as possible. It was quite a process to undertake without using her right arm, the beskar would protect her from most things, but the damage was already done.

Once she was fully decked out, she made her way to the main area of the ship. Zandra obviously favored her right arm, trying not to move it if she didn't have to! "Hey, the frak is going on?! Someone busted us up or something?" The young girl continued to swear and curse as she looked around the bridge area of the ship. She wasn't the only one hurting it looked like, too bad there wasn't a good medical droid around...

"I'm going to gut whoever just blasted up my ship!!"
Sig Dryggo