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New Beginnings

[member="Iriaan Sakor"]

Selvaris was once a planet that was controlled by the Vong; once ancient enemies of the galaxy, the prejudices held against the Vong had slowly died out. Yet, there were many that would attempt to use their facilities for their own ends: that was why he was here, to attempt to stop them.

The Anzat had once trained in the grueling methods of both the Zeison Sha, and the Sith. Knowledgeable in some of their training methods, Krayzen had decided to experiment an idea he had, choosing to send Iriaan to take out a small base here that housed enemies of the Iron Empire; enemies that had willingly killed civilians, and taken them hostage to suit their own selfish ends.

The Dark Knight stood in a shuttle that had a stygium cloaking device, as well as other devices. "They are using the old Vong camp as their base. Most of the tech they have might be obsolete, but just to be safe, I'm sending you in their. Take all of them out, and blow up the camp." he stated.

"I will be watching you." Krayzen said. He had his own methods of making sure Iriaan was safe, and he would implement them.

"Are you ready?"
 
He stood alongside his mentor. Wearing a seeming armoured version of his usual attire, the hood covering the upper half of his head. He had come prepared for the occasion. He knew, something like this would occur sooner than later. So he had manufactured this set of armour, prior to it happening. He stood with countless methods of infiltration circling around his head, though he would simply nod to the commands given from [member="Krayzen Dratos"]. When he asked the question of was he ready, he spoke in turn.

"I believe I am." Then turning to the ramp, and pressing in the button for it to open. They were still mid-air, and the winds would smash through to the inside of the ship, he would turn and give Krayzen a soft nod. "I'll be back, with the task completed." He stated, confidently.

With that he would step out from the ship, falling through the air. Eventually turning so his boots would be aimed to the ground and a soft burst of almost silent flames would emit from the boots, slowing the fall down before eventually releasing a parachute from the back of the armour, landing in an opening within the vast jungles surrounding him. Removing the parachute and opening his holocommunicator, dialing for Krayzen.

"Send me the co-ordinates." He said, bleeping it off, before silencing the device.
 
"Transmit the coordinates." Krayzen ordered, a droid transmitting the location of the base to Iriaan.

"Capture anyone if you can. Their information could be useful. If you can, also try and get any useful data." Krayzen further added. The Anzat also readied himself to be deployed, also sending out a drone with a stygium cloaking device. His apprentice's safety was important to him, and if the droid reported that Iriaan was in trouble, he would instantly go to the prison.

"Good luck." he stated, before he ended the communication.

[member="Iriaan Sakor"]
 
He was content with the orders given, and with that, he would input the coordinates into his personal device mounted on his arm. A holoprojection would emit, showing a map with directions presented alongside it. "Hm." He released, before beginning to lightly jog. A sword by his side and a dagger on the other slowed him down slightly, though he would leap through the trees at some points. Running at an inhuman speed, augmenting himself. His natural affinity.

Eventually reaching the compound, he scouted out the outer layer. Taking note of each and every detail, almost searching for a form of weakness in the facility. Though, he would seemingly cover himself in various leaves and bushes in an attempt to raise his chances of sneaking closer to the prison, as it was surrounded by a vast jungle of sorts.

Eventually, he would circle around to find a small window in the wall, seemingly where they dispose waste. He would wait and wait. Eventually, it opened, he struck grabbing the unsuspecting victim by the throat and dragging him out of the window, stabbing him through the neck with his dagger, hesitantly. Then climbing through into the compound.

[member="Krayzen Dratos"]
 
Krayzen's drone followed Iriaan, being able to find him thanks to his heat signature. The Anzat had slave rigged the drone so that he was the one that was controlling it. He felt it was best he controlled it, since he wasn't sure the drone wouldn't do it's function, and decide to scout other areas of the base.

The complex was an old prison, refurbished to serve as a base for the last remnants of the Chiss extremists. They had once attacked the Emperor's personal estate, as well as kidnapped Princess Aster. That had led to a swift response, leading to the conquering of planets that harbored those terrorists.

"What's the status on the patrols?"

"All units have reported no intrusion sir, however section A hasn't reported anything in five minutes."

"Send two of our men to check it out." he immediately ordered.

[member="Iriaan Sakor"]
 
Climbing up the shute, was easy. Though what lied beyond was far more difficult. He had to eliminate the entire compound's security before he could blow up the camp. His eyes scanned the room quickly, his hand slowly making it's way to one of the two weapons on either side of his waist. One is a sword and another being a sword breaker. A weapon that his mentor had used on him prior to the mission at hand. He though unholstered the sword, squinting for a moment at the ground seemingly listening for something. Footsteps.

Clank. Clank. Clank.

As the two seemingly armored men were sent to check the disturbance Iriaan had created. He darted behind cover and awaited the pair to come close before he would even think about striking them. Patience was something Iriaan had attempted to teach himself more recently. It was an aspiration of his, so to speak. They entered the same room as him, though they didn't know he was there.

Almost like lightning Iriaan struck. Leaping into the air, and slicing horizontally across the first man attempting to swipe his head off, cleanly. He would then roll to the side impaling the other, through the stomach. Quickly placing his hand over his mouth so he couldn't alert the others. "You're not dead yet, but if you don't do as I say I won't hesitate to put you down like your comrade over there." His eyes would flicker to the man he had decapitated prior. "Tell me about this place. What are your goals? Who is in charge?"

Though as he spoke, he would reach into his pocket and drop two small metallic balls onto the ground and they would seemingly gravitate to the ceiling before rolling outside into the corridor. They would alert Iriaan if someone were to come looking.

[member="Krayzen Dratos"]
 

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