Heart of Darkness (DMed Story)

[Claire Ouron]

Location: Strip Mines
Objective: Free slaves.
Allies: @Joshua Dragonflame [member="Matsu Ike"] [member="Rasu Gan"] [member="Lyth Meran"] [member="Celiana"] [member="Jakkor Kess"] [member="Xiarr Sair"] [member="RC-506 Lock"] [member="Viktoria Kess"] [member="Lark"] @Rylan Thatcher [member="Arisa Yune"]

"Good grief...People come and go so quickly around here..." Claire said quitely as she noticed the sudden influx of people wanting to help. She then heard [member="Lyth Meran"] ask if there was any sort of plan. She turned to the winged girl and shrugged. "Heck if I know? I think they're talking to a runaway slave about how he got out."

 

[Lyth Meran]

[member="Claire Ouron"]

" Think we can sneak in and detonate a nuke? " she joked looking over to Claire.
" Lyth Meran bad-ass space fairy inventor ans Microengineer.". she offered a tiny hand.
She was beginning to feel better as she ate. the Gen-Dai dna helped.

 

[Darth Caecus]

“Droll thing life is -- that mysterious arrangement of merciless logic for a futile purpose. The most you can hope from it is some knowledge of yourself -- that comes too late -- ​

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A crop of inextinguishable regrets.”​

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-Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness​

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The Sith Academy
Even the wind is silent here.


The Main Entrance

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[member="Atheus"] [member="Vustia"] [member="Samka Derith"] [member="Wolf"] [member="CT-47B"] [member="Tyger Tyger"] [member="Mael Ren"] [member="Thresh Sken"] [member="Daxton Bane"] [member="Kierel"] [member="Darth Ophidia"]

Despite the utter silence, it was inevitable that the theatrics on the floor below would attract attention. Of course, merely their presence here may have done that, but there was no way to know now. The curtains at the top of the stairs parted, revealing a man. His white eyes marked him blind- to be deaf, as well as blind in this place? Madness.

His hands were empty but for where they held the curtains and he stood, head held high for a heartbeat before beckoning to those before him with one finger.

Follow the motion clearly spoke where words could not.

He turned then to return back through the curtains, as if those on the floor below and stairs behind him could pose no threat. Arrogance? Certainly not trust. But he had his instructions for all those who entered the Academy. And the Lady had not altered those instructions, despite the war raging at their doorstep.

Would they follow? Or attempt to strike him down?


Left Door Beneath the Stairs

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[member="Nomar"]

The door opened soundlessly beneath his touch. A long, slightly sloping, dark hallway (were there any lights in this place?) curved before him, taking the end out of sight. Something waited at the end of that hallway. He was sure of the it. It waited, weighted- a heavy, dangerous feeling. Not a living thing. But what?

The barest scent of something metallic filled the hallway. Old blood.

If he explored, he would find the hallway ended in another door. This one locked.


Beneath the Academy

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[member="Matsu Xiangu"] [member="Jude Falkrowe"]

They chose their passage. Leading down, down, the temperature never rose, even moving in to the bowels of the Academy. It became clear that this passage was deliberately built, and more recently than the rest of the towering edifice. In the eerie light of Matsu's saber, the stone work was rough, hurried. No art here, only artifice.

Eventually, ahead of them, a sickly yellow light glowed. The hallway opened up in to a vast cavern- they were far beneath the Academy now. Across from where their tunnel let out, they could see in the poorly lit gloom a series of cells. Murky movement assured that there were people in them- the shadows confirming hominids rather than monsters, but no details could be made out from this distance. To the right, a series of tables. Each had a slight indentation in the center, a raised lip around the edge.

While the Lady had given instructions about the Academy works above, she had allowed those in its bowels to continue their work without interest. The methods studied here meant nothing to her.

One of the tables was occupied, though the hulk of a large humanoid, bent over the table with its back to them, obscured any view of what was happening. It seemed to not have noticed the intruders yet, silent as they were and it intent on whatever lay on the table before it.

 

[Lark]

Objective: Enter the Strip Mines
Allies: The Jedi and those with them, [member="Thoja Arlos"]

How did you manage to escape? It was a question Lark hoped nobody would had time to ask, it was one thing to say he escaped, but something else entirely when asked how. Many of the Jedi and those accompanying them were still getting ready. Most gave Lark strange, suspicious looks, and he could not blame them for that. He could tell that some Jedi sensed something wrong with him. Odd, he had thought he was a brilliant actor. How powerful this Force is, he thought. He'd have to learn more about it's mysteries.

Lark tried to read the man's language and body expressions. He was worried for his men, he wanted to make sure Lark wasn't a threat to their safety. He also saw Lark as a tactical advantage in the Mines, if Lark had been telling the truth he'd know the way down there better than anyone. There was no story in the world that could eliminate suspicion from him entirely. But that was alright, Lark didn't plan on sticking around for long once this was all over.

"My older brother," Lark started, "He and a few others got desperate, tried to steal from some guards. He didn't tell me what it was, I had assumed it was food or new clothes or something. After a little while, he came back to me, told me to get ready and run. He said the collars would be deactivated soon, that he had found a way to remove them." Lark didn't actually know if the collars could be removed or not, but he didn't think it was an unreasonable assumption to believe that they could. "I think that the battles outside had just started, so the guards were all distracted. That's when my brother left. He said 'Wait here, I'll be back soon.' After a minute, the collars deactivated. That's when I ran. That's when I left him there." Lark managed to spawn a tear from his eye, that fell slowly before freezing on his cheek. "I was frightened, and I left him to die. That's why I need to go back. Maybe... maybe he's still in there somewhere. Maybe I can still save him."

 

[Visser Chernykh]

The Sith Academy
[member="Kierel"] | [member="Wolf"] | [member="Samka Derith"] | [member="Thresh Sken"] | [member="Nomar"] | [member="Darth Ophidia"]

Mael would've dearly loved to put a bullet through the intruder's head. Except Samka was still too close for a clear shot. Still, his Verpine shatter gun had been drawn in the ensuing seconds. It trailed after the retreating form of the man until he was out of eyesight.

Another cloaked figure had made their way through a side entrance. She practically stank of Sith with her presence in the Force. Another one clinging to the past. He strongly suspected her interest lay in acquiring whatever bits of knowledge and trinkets lay within.

This wasn't their goal and he would keep in line any who strayed. Kreiger went to follow the cloaked female with his newly acquired weapon. His eyes were drawn to it as the tall man walked past. A crudely built saber of an ancient design.

Kylo Ren's lightsaber.

Somehow the damaged kyber crystal hadn't been destroyed. That despite the damage it had accrued even after cracking. Crimson crackled and spat in serrated irregularity. Mael felt the unstable field for an instant as Wolf moved past.

Once again the girl took the lead. Mael kept his weapons drawn though it seemed the threat had past. Safety was an illusion in this place. Even it's original inhabitants would've known that.

He ascended the staircase whilst he ceaselessly kept his vigil. His eyes swept the surroundings even as he searched the Force. The whispers were still there with their temptations. The Knight of Ren found the siren call harder to ignore as they penetrated deeper.

 

[Claire Ouron]

Location: Strip Mines
Objective: Free Slaves
[member="Lyth Meran"]

"I'm Claire Ouron. It's nice to meet you Lyth." Claire said as she shook her hand. Then she heard something that caught her attention yet again. Lark mentioned leaving his brother behind, that was something she defiantly understood because she had to do the same thing once. But wait a minute, he said he left shortly after the battle started, that would have just been a few hours ago at least. When Claire had to leave her brother behind she couldn't stop crying until she fell asleep that night, sure Claire was a emotionally fragile wreck back then and this guy seems older then her but it still stuck her as incredibly strange that this guy wasn't more upset then he was. "Hey Lyth... I'm not the only one who thinks this guy's... a little odd right?"

 

[Lyth Meran]

[member="Claire Ouron"]

" Im a frekin fairy all ya'll are wierd to me. " Lyth said. honestly she lost hes force connection alond with her wings.
" sorry if it is a force thing im force blind now"she felt a tad sorry about that.

 

[Vustia]

Location: Sith Academy.
Objective: Make a friend

Vustia had made it to the entrance. She ran through attempting to scream with excitement, she was spared the embarrassment by not being able to make any noise at all.

She looked stupid running down a hallway with her mouth open. She just hoped nobody saw her

 

[Zark San Tekka]

Location: Castameer, Strip Mines, Near X-Wing Crash Site
Allies: Team Light Side, [member="Choli Vyn"], [member="Tiland Kortun"], [member="Taeli Raaf"], [member="Raeya Papanoida"], [member="Dax Fyre"], [member="Aerion Ivelisse"], Others
Objective: Continue to Pollux Air Base


Arix had already begun to follow Master Raaf on her mission towards the shantytown when he realized that the Captain wasn't following.

"The Master is right, we should split up," Zark said to those remaining in the clustered group, "Knight Kortun was right as well, it will be an easier approach to the Air Base if we can pass as one of these poor souls. Each slave is a potential ally, as long as they know we mean them no harm."

"Captain Pulsar!" Arix called, catching the Jedi Knight's attention, "A moment?"

"You disagree," Zark said in a lowered tone as he moved away from the others to speak with the Padawan.

"These people are suffering," the cyborg replied simply.

"And I can't save them all in time," Zark answered, his tone not unkind, "There are others here, other Jedi, who will try. Who have a better chance than either of us, and more importantly, don't have other oaths to keep. We're Galactic Alliance officers, and right now there are a lot of good men and women dying over our heads, and even more if the Sith get that superweapon online. Now, I understand if you want to go with the other group, as a Jedi that is your right and I won't hold it against you. But I need to know now, if you're with me or not."

"All the way."

Nodding, the two grasped each other's shoulders in a show of comradery and then he and Zark returned to the group.

"I leave it up to your own conscience's to decide, but my men and I are headed for that Air Base," he said to everyone, and started off after the Pantoran Jedi who had already made her choice.

 

[Matsu Ike]

Location: THe Strip Mines
Objective: Free the people
Allies: [member="Arisa Yune"] [member="Claire Ouron"] [member="Rasu Gan"] [member="Lyth Meran"] [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] [member="Celiana"] [member="Jakkor Kess"] , [member="Xiarr Sair"] , [member="RC-506 Lock"] [member="Viktoria Kess"] [member="Lark"]
DM: [member="Raziel"]

Matsu listened to the one and then there were the others with them while she was moving. Then there were slaves coming around as the group was working to release them one at a time. Her first initial thoughts were that she could do this faster maybe herself with the force but there was a chance that could be dangerous. Her mind racing though seeing the guards before she was moving with the force energies to enhance her speed before she attacked them to stun and put them down. She could sense Joshua who was standing around while she spoke seeing Lyth and Claire. "All of you protect who you can we don't want guards shooting everyone before we have a chance to rescue them."

Matsu was wondering about some of them but she could work with it presenting her sabers at low energy when she was searching the ones she had knocked down. To restrain them so they would be able to start working on things while she grabbed the device. "Lyth see if you can figure out what this does, Claire you keep working on collars and Joshua you work with our new guest to try and disable as many guards as you can. Restrain them and looks for keys or something for the collars." She said it while hoping he would stop acting so casual in the face or them fighting in a huge slave area. There were guards who would likely kill everyone here and he made it seem like a picnic.

 

[Werah Unon]

Location: Voracion Citadel
Allies: TE
Enemies: Rogue Sith
Objective: Infiltrate and Destroy the Omega

Werah danced back and forth, ruthlessly slaughtering the OS troops from behind. HIs droid was still alive, surprisingly, and Werah called for it to come to him, now that there was a small gap for them to get through. Unfortunately, with no OS troops near him, the artillery was free to attack again, and Werah felt the ground began to shake as Werah leapt out of the trenches. His goggles scanned the ground ahead for traps, and Werah noted the locations of most of the hidden explosives. The OS troops were still firing at him, but Werah was obviously not the only attacker, and Werah managed to stop them from noticing him that much. With the droid beside him now, Werah raced across the open stretch of freezing ground, towards the looming citadel.

Reaching the doors, he cut his way in,only to be greeted by a hail of blaster fire that tore his shield to bits, and knocked him onto the ground. The Z-5 Droid tried to protect Werah on the ground, but the blaster fire soon made it fall crashing to the ground, in a smoking heap. Luckily, though, it's large body made an imormtu cover for Werah, giving him enough time to inject a healing serum into his arm. It wouldn't make him better, but it would stop him from dying right now, and that was what mattered. Werah sent an image leaping over the droid's body, and towards the citadel. Oddly, the image was destroyed by a shot from one of the other mercenaries, not the OS. No-one could be trusted, it seemed...

 

[Nima Tann]

Allies: [member="Elpsis Elaris"] | [member="Charlyra Araano"] | Mandos | Team Firemane
Enemies: Sith, Sith and more Sith.

The battle continued as more soldiers replaced the dead ones over the battlefield, which was covered in blood and flames. Whatever this place was holding, it had to be very important, in this case it would bring them to the location of the superweapon. Up to this point, soldiers managed to keep them out of the place, but it had to change, fast. Charlyra and Elpsis doing their best at offense and Nima tanking the damage up and creating distractions for them, it wasn't going to be good if it continued like this. They were fighting well, but they were losing huge amounts of energy before even arriving to their target and who knew what more difficulties they were going to face. Just about to look at them both, she heard a sound. A huge blasterfire was about to hit Elpsis! "Elpsis!" She shouted, but it was too late... The laser hit her and she disappeared from the sky... "ELPSIS!" She shouted once more. Charlyra was already on her way towards the crashing site, and Nima followed, enhancing herself with Force Speed and let the Dark Side strengthen her.

The enemies in front of her were sliced in half, some decapitated, some lost their limbs meanwhile she was under heavy fire by the others who weren't in her way. She carved a path between her and the two, lasers cutting small wounds on her body, burning as they touched her skin but she managed to avoid the deadly ones with her acrobatics. As the last one got sliced, she arrived to the scene, seeing the both were okay! "Glad you are both okay!" She shouted, and sighed happily but it was too soon to be happy. There were still enemies between them and their target. Once she saw the flames, she got an idea. "Alright." She said, then added. "Elpsis, concentrate on the big group that is between us and forward. I am going to get in their minds. Charlyra, once you see them acting strange go stab some Sith. Once it's clear we will rush forward." She nodded and closed her eyes, concentrating on the group and using the Force around them to get closer, closer and closer. She pushed through their mental defences, her catapults fired and fired until their castle was completely destroyed. Once more, once more and once more. Getting in the minds of many was difficult for even a Master, and her body reacted with a nosebleed meanwhile she looked completely out of there.

The flames that Elpsis created started to grow up, up and up to the point it created a wall, the heat increased, color turned to more lightish orange. And it was moving forward right towards the group stood, getting hotter and hotter each second, which she made sure they felt a bit heat up by pressing through their brains, which would make this illusion as real as it could be. The flames started to create a creepy skull which was smiling, and it looked like an approaching death. Some of the soldiers didn't stay there and ran to another cover, some of them tried to attack the illusion, firing their weapons to empty space, some of them stood there completely stunned. But every one of them had one thing in common, they were pretty vulnerable for a massacre.

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[Lyth Meran]

[member="Matsu Ike"] (im deactivating a bomb coler right?)

Lyth wakked over to the man and indicated for him to lift her to his shoulder.
" Its a mini detonator. one wrong move and it takes the head off."
" its tricky rely advanced stuff it'll take ...... dun. " she joked.

 

[Lucien Galtier]

Location: The Strip Mines
Objective: Free the slaves

"Understood sir. Fall in 'ell Divers," Sgt. Galtier and his squad formed a defensive perimeter around his superiors and the few slaves they had rescued. They scanned the area and kept there guns at the ready at all times. "Check dose corners, I don' want dem sneaking up on us,"

Galtier looked at the slaves and shook his head. He gave a few of them weapons and briefly showed them how to use the guns while his commander questioned one. "You mus' take your freedom back. Fight wit' us and you and your family' will never be slaves again," He paced up and down the line of slaves. "Some of you were born 'ere, Some were forced 'ere, but one ting you all 'ave in common is zat you are living beings. Not property. Now let us s'ow dem zat you are not cattle for z prodding, but people who 'ave 'ad enough. We are equals in z crucible of battle," Lucien raised his rifle in the air "And wit' z'ese we will prove it!" A wave of shouts followed, "Freedom!" "Down with the Sith!" "Hail the Republic!" Lucien nodded "Stay wit'in z perimeter and follow us. It is time to free your comrades,"

The Hell Diver's and the mob of slaves continued to follow [member="Thoja Arlos"] deeper into the mines.

 

[Thresh Sken]

Location: Sith Academy
Objective: Continue penetrating deeper into the Academy
Allies: [member="Samka Derith"] [member="Wolf"] [member="CT-47B"] [member="Mael Ren"] [member="Kierel"]

The first thing I noticed when I ran into the Academy was the silence. The pressing, suffocating silence. My boots had stopped their crunching on the floor, my lightsaber had stopped mid-ignition through the door. My sense of hearing here was useless.

Disoriented, I slid to an unsteady stop at Wolf's outstretched hand. The man with Kylo Ren's lightsaber. I now looked upon him with something akin to awe, that such a weapon of power and symbolism of our Order was wielded with such ease in his hands. He took on a much more authoritative aura in my mind, because of that unique lightsaber. It was probably the one thing that stopped me from running headlong into battle and engaging the man who had crossed lightsabers with Samka.

I was quickly thankful for Wolf's gesture. I had not noticed the silent exchange between my comerades because I didn't understand the silence in the Academy before I stepped in. I now realized the nonverbal exchange that had occurred between them, and I deactivated my double bladed lightsaber as I watched the drunken intruder disengage and slink away from Samka and Wolf. Although words could not be heard, their glares were loud enough for an onlooker to understand.

Don't mess with us.

Strolling past Samka, Wolf lead the way up the staircase I had missed when running into the academy preparing to do battle. I stood rooted in my spot, wondering if this was the wisest decision. Shouldn't we explore the other passage ways first to see if they lead to Omega or Sith relics? Then the obvious truth hit me. A path to Omega would probably be at, if not near the top of the Academy. It would be the hardest spot to get to, well defended with who knows what.

Plus, the only reason I really needed was that the man with Kylo Ren's lightsaber was going that direction. That cemented my decision making process. I quickly followed Wolf, climbing the first stairs behind him. Unease lurked with every step that I took. Something else was certainly odd about this place... And it wasn't the lack of noise. There was something else, something as of yet unseen.

 

[Darth Ophidia]

Location: Sith Academy; Hall of Silence > Top of stairs and beyond.
(Potential) Allies: [member="Matsu Xiangu"] [member="Vustia"] [member="Wolf"] @.Other People.
Enemies: TBA.

Darth Ophidia threw a side-glance at the aggression happening at the left, ground-floor door. They had barely met, yet resolved to crossing blades already. In her eyes, these were the actions of beasts, not masters of the Dark Side. She proceeded up the stairs when her mind was brushed by one of the Knights of Ren [ [member="Wolf"] ]. She could identify him by his company, how they grouped together. The pale woman stopped and looked at him over her shoulder. She allowed a wry smile to creep over her black-painted lips. The scars reaching out over her cheek -like lightning frozen in ashen flesh, peaked through the hem of her hood. She touched back.

'I am not concerned with the playtime of children.'

A slight? Perhaps. It was certainly not a complement. However, she sent a look to Wolfe after her passing comment. He had broken the norm with his sharp-sighted observation of her. Her power did not shift, but remained obscure, restrained, feigning weakness. At the same time, she slowed down a little to walk next to him.

Before they could reach the top, however, a person had stepped through the curtains. Ophidia was certain their new guide would have noticed their presence with or without the spectacle. This did not appear to be an operation working on coincidence; it was much too clean. She did not halt, nor reach for her weapons. Her readiness was as masked as her power, making her appear reasonably comfortable considering the circumstances.

Darth Ophidia followed the blind man through the curtain.

 

[Aithne Charr]

Location: Near the Strip Mines
Immediate personnel: [member="Bryce Bantam"], [member="Effie Duanna"], And [member="Kira Vaal"], Plus [member="Karen Roberts"]
Objective: Get to the mines, and comfort a friend.


Solan noticed the arriving woman and as she talked, staring at her with a small smile but then glancing back at the makeshift grave. They needed to get work soon enough, something that made him look towards the not too far Strip Mines. His eyes focused in and then a certain sentence brought his attention back to the area around him, making him blink and look at [member="Effie Duanna"] with the stupid grin that he was normal for him.

"Well, you see the thing about that is that I'm actually a King of the planet Kesh... but that's for another time, my dear. Shall we get along to our job?"

With that he cast a look back on Karen and Bryce, thinking about what they could do to help out the people already ahead of them. They were behind and there was no doubt that getting into the main complex would be a bit hard. They would need to hit something a bit more viable and some place that would be easier to cover eachother's faults. For a few momentsss his eyes stared out before he smiled and looked at the others.

"Have you guys ever blown up power generators before?"

(Brain is fried)

 

[Jsc]

The Strip Mine
w/ - Rescuing Doctor Perth (4)


"When your eye is turned to the Golden Paths. Many small things can become visible to you. And like the gust from a butterfly's wings. All of them can become capable of changing the future." ~ Sid's Log, The Omega War


Karen had sensed something back up nearer her starfighter. So she took a moment, while the others planned ahead, to mount a small search. She returned to the burning vehicles nearer the mine entrance.

Her black helm scanned the debris and quickly came to settle upon a half-destroyed construction trailer. One she had assumed quite empty. Luckily, the Force pushed her onward. So she stomped through the icy mud and came to the broken door. Indeed. Someone was coughing inside!

"Hello?"

She poked her head inside. Ah. Someone was hiding in the debris of a smashed filing cabinet. Someone very, very small.

"Come out now. I'm not an overseer. You need not be afraid."

A young dwarf woman poked her dirty eyes from the broken debris. Her large eyes sparkled with intelligence. Not fear. This was a slave of a different color.

"Well? Can you speak. Can you speak Basic?"

Karen shouldered her rifle and knelled down in the doorway. Doing her best to seem non-threatening. The small woman slowly inched outwards from her small hiding place. She was wrapped in barbarian leathers and wore an orange jumpsuit underneath. The mark of a slave. However, her collar was missing. There was no bomb around her throat. Even more surprising! She spoke,

"Who are you stranger? I could sense your arrival."

It was a young woman's voice. Hardened, but not broken. Wary, but not afraid. Karen seemed to understand. This young woman was Force Sensitive. She had been hiding and the Force had been helping her.

"I am Karen. A soldier with the Galactic Alliance of Sullust. And a Jedi. We have come..." But she was quickly cut off,

"A Jedi!"

"Oh. Well. Yes. Are... Are you familiar with the Jedi?"

The small woman quickly climbed out from her hiding place. Standing up straight and tall. To a full hieght of less than four feet, or about 120 cm. She was no giant. But her spirit was abnormally strong.

"I am familiar. Please. Forgive my situation. I am... Erm. I was... Doctor Bana Perth of the Karak Garrison. A small military post in the Debran Cluster. Near Tu'pal. A medical officer, I suppose."

"And you were captured?"

"Two years ago. Yes. We were ambushed by blackguards from the core worlds. Brought here. To work the mines. ...I... Well. Some of us survived."

Karen sat down in the doorway and opened herself to the Force. Sensing the honesty and the regret in this small person. And, the relief.

"Well. I'm sorry Bana. But... You need not be a slave any longer."

"I know. You're a Jedi. You have come to save us!"

Karen balked,

"Us?"

"Yes. ...Us."

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"...Doctor Bana Perth. Yeah. Nice gal. Though I only met her once in passing. She wasn't like the other slaves we found down there. She was bright. Educated. She knew things. In fact. She had already figured out how to take off her own bomb collar and ditch the guards by the time that Roberts found her. Smart gal. Clever little woman. And it was her love of the Jedi that endeared her affections towards Master Roberts too. To tell you the truth? Ha. I don't think the Sith ever saw them coming." ~ Sid's Log, The Omega War


Karen and Perth sat together underneath the cover of an X-Wing's long wingspan. R2 listened in from his seat behind the cockpit as Doctor Bana Perth draw small diagrams in the mud. Maps. Locations. Drawings about guards, guns, molten foundries, and war factories too. Everything Bana knew about the Strip Mines, she gave to Karen.

Karen sat back and nodded as Bana finished. Listening again as the small dwarf woman talked,

"The Air Base is the key. If we can convince the rest of the workers that it has the food and water we need to survive until rescue? They'll fight to take it."

"An army of slaves might be able to overtake a Sith airbase. But what of weapons? Bomb collars make for terrible grenades."

Bana nodded,

"The Shanty Town is surrounded by War Forges. There may be enough guards, laser cutters, or even improvised weapons inside to do the trick."

"How many slaves are there Bana?"

Bana shook her head,

"Don't know. Thousands. Tens of thousands maybe."

"Damn. That's far too many for the Alliance to get out. The war in the sky is too dense. Too critical."

Bana nodded but had to persist.

"The airbase, Master Jedi. Please. ...With that? We might be able to save ourselves."

Karen gave the young woman a good hard look. There was hope in her large eyes now. Desperate, desperate hope. Two years of longing just waiting to explode.

She relented,

"Get your people together Bana. As many workers as you can bother. Meet me at Foundry 02, among the factories. Then. We'll see if these Sith war forges can arm your workers for a fight."

"But? What about the Overseer? The bomb collars?"

Karen sensed again the golden paths. Already the future was securing itself. Someone else would nab the Foreman and his keys. The slaves would have their freedom. But. What would they do with it when they had it?

"Foundry 02, Bana. Get there."

"Aye aye Master Jedi. I'll be there. ...And I'll bring a crowd with me."

.....

 

[Effie Duanna]

Location: Near the Strip Mines
Allies: [member="Karen Roberts"] , [member="Bryce Bantam"] , [member="Solan Charr"]

"The king?....of Kesh?" What Effie just said was accompanied by a slight chuckle. The disbelief was was prevelant in her voice, surely a warzone was no place for a king she thought. But Solan was correct, this was no time to learn each other's life stories. They had a job to do and an important one at.

"That sounds like a good idea your majesty" Effie said with an obviously cheeky tone.

Sass aside, it was now time to get to work. Without moving from the group, Effie glanced around the area. They had not yet ran into any big trouble, she knew that would not last for long. Especially after Solan asked his next question. Her eyes widened at the thought. She knew this was not going to be easy.

"No, I can't say I have." Effie said still looking around. She then turned back to face him, a half smile now present on her face.

"But I guess now is as good a time as any to start"

 

[Omega]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F5MoBb8-75E

Elpsis, Lyra & Nima

The onslaught of the Fire Order had a noticeable effect on the Sith line. Elpsis’ flames and manipulation of the missile launchers had created a breach. Dead and dying Stormtroopers lay scattered. In places their plastoid armour was melted like wax and the snow had turned into a lake of slush and steam.

Lyra’s assault had driven the Sith troopers back, many of their number cut down by lightsabre blades.

They did not escape notice entirely though.

Darth Kallous

He saw them attack, saw their fire and blades cutting through his soldiers. Yes, here were proper enemies to fight!

As the purple Twi’lek – disgusting creature he felt – emerged, he unleashed a torrent of Sith lightning at her and then moved in to the attack with his lightsabre.

“Apprentices, kill them!” he ordered.

From behind the lines two more Sith approached, one a Knight and one an Acolyte.

Lord Varsh

She saw the redheaded woman with her fire, and she wanted to bring this kill to her Master. Reaching out with the Force she sought to burrow into the redhead’s mind and unleash all the terrors and fears of the darkness upon her. If it came to combat she would call on her lightning and lightsabre, but the latter as only a last resort.

Acolyte Tarnow

The lightsabre girl was his target. Killing her would earn him favour with his Master, and might even accelerate his rise to lordship.
Sabrestaff active, he leapt forward to attack the woman.

Werah Unon

The Sith had watched mockingly as the attacker had blown up. But no, just an illusion?! They readied their weapons…and fired!

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Lieutenant Aslon

Suddenly he was upon them, moving faster than should be possible, the enemy was there, purple lightsabre blazing.
“Fire! Fire! Use your grenades! Fire stun blasts!” He shouted, somewhat desperately. The creature was getting closer, so he pulled out his blaster pistol and opened fire!

Dean Letham & Rhan Komo

The vehicle was not seen in the chaos. They would get an opportunity to open fire at some of the vehicles gathering behind the trench lines….

Cole Dagos

Several Sith went down to his accurate blaster fire. Whilst artillery continued to rain down, much of it was aimed at the larger concentrations of enemies. There was a chance now at this moment for Cole to advance and either use grenades or melee weapons to capture the trench line.

Ghorua

The juggernaut’s attack was ferocious and five soldiers went down, four dead or permanently disabled. One was alive enough, though with maimed legs, to aim a blaster at the monster.

The E-webs in the position couldn’t turn to face Ghorua, but they could lob a few grenades his way to try and flush him out….

Spoiler

[member="Ra Vizsla"] [member="Rhan Komo"] [member="Damien Daemon"] [member="Lyth Meran"] [member="Thraxis"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Ghorua the Shark"] [member="Korro Kenyu"] [member="Ronan Vizsla"] [member="Rylan Thatcher"] [member="Nara Basaar"] [member="Werah Unon"] [member="Drogh"] [member="Cole Dagos"] [member="Arla Balor"] [member="Dean Letham"] [member="Funky Balor"] [member="​Nima Tann"] [member="Elpsis Elaris"] [member="Charlyra Araano"]

OOC: Feel free to dispose of NPCs as you will, but do so in a dramatic and fair way.