The Shaper
The Shaper
The Iron Crown|| Whilstone of Prowess|| Whilstone of Acuity
Whilstone of Power|| Acharn|| Urfael|| Mithralian
Voice Sample
Forces
x90 Reforged
x2 Darksworn
As the troopers of the 501st Stormtrooper Corp. advanced, led by the iron-willed Rurik Fel in their defiant advance, the Shaper's eyes calmly swept over the readings displayed before him. Several squadrons of Darth Prospero's Reforged had fallen already, bu had proven their mettle in the Shaper's eyes, and more than earned their place as a useful tool, a shield, to defend the glory of the Sith Empire with. As the Stormtroopers advanced the Shaper nodded ever so slightly in recognition of their shielded approach, and with the Whilstone of Power amplifying his telepathic command he simultaneously sent out new orders for the Reforged to follow. Something to shatter and splinter the advance of the Lord Executor. A small smile gracing the Shaper's lips as he saw the Darksworn beside him twitch anxiously, if they could sense the darkness, the death, and they hungered for battle. The Shaper's arms crossing over his armored chest as he hummed to himself "Well fought Executor, but let us see if you can break the back of Dantooine when you are forced to adapt. After all, iron is not known to bend."
In startling synchronicity did the Shaper feel Lord Darth Carnifex , the Once-Emperor, and the King of Midvinter move from their meditation and talks. Deep into the temple, and the Shaper could feel the power the Once-Emperor gathered to himself, and he directed the Reforged to their new stratagem. In the moments before Carnifex teleported himself and Thurion Heavenshield behind the enemy lines did the next waves of Reforged move to man the breach caused by Fel. Answering their dauntless shield-wall with a precise answer directed and amplified by the Shaper's influence. The Whilstones of Power and Acuity helping to sharpen the Reforged snipers in particular. From their vantages they would punish the shield wall of the advancing Imperial Forces, only after fellow Reforged launched their handheld rocket launchers into the shield walls. Attempting to break them apart and disrupt their synchronization while the snipers took advantage of any gaps created. Picking off individual members of the shield wall with shots to any exposed craniums, shoulders, feet, sides. As well as targeting the Heavy Repeaters of the Imperials whenever they were exposed. Their accuracy was deadly, their purpose drilled into them, their punishment to the enemy..... absolute.
Only once these orders were relayed effectively did the Shaper turn his attention to the two dozen Reforged who had come to the command center to join him as he set about the next step of his defensive plan. These Reforged he took the time to alter, ever so slightly, as he inscribed very specific markings on the inside of their armor in very... unorthodox locations. Locations unlike to be hit with blaster fire or a lightsaber strike, before he stood and turned his attention from the sniper teams to these Reforged, and bade them follow him out of the command center. Deep into the Temple did they tread, to one of the many bunkers the citizenry of Dantooine had been beckoned. Nestled safely in the proverbial bosom of the Empire the Shaper's lip curled in disgust. Did they really believe they would let the citizenry simply die? As nothing but meat to a grinder? Foolish, and predictable. Saving the citizenry, safely tucked away, huddled together fearfully in bunkers, was FAR more useful.
Perhaps once the Empire was a machine that would have sacrificed it's citizens like the traitors so callously thought. But no, at least not while the Shaper held sway, instead he did the citizens a... kindness. Reaching out with the Force he drew their fear from them, calming their minds as the knowledge of their fear as removed entirely, and into himself. He felt his pulse quicken, the Dark Side raging within him as he smiled, his eyes smoldering a deep, flickering amber as he chuckled to himself. The citizens as meat to a grinder? No. They were far more useful, and far more safe, as living, breathing batteries of fear. That would, all the while they saw the Empire valiantly defend them, fuel the Empire's valiant protectors with every rush of adrenaline, every quickening of their pulse, and the Shaper would make every single use of it.
As he turned to the Reforged the Shaper spoke in a low, ancient dialect, siphoning the fear from the citizens within the bunker and letting them have their peace as he finalized the finishing touch to his alterations. Imbuing the markings fully onto the Reforged before dispatching them with VERY specific instructions. Down to the moment of their death, they would know what to do, as the third wave of Reforged entered the fray with power maces in hand. Intent on engaging the encroaching Knights in melee combat, taking up a specific formation, and meeting their enemies in the disarray caused by both the Shaper's counterattack and the unleashed energy of Carnifex into the rear of their enemies.
Still retaining a vast majority of the energy he had gained from siphoning the fear of the citizenry, the Whilstone of Power even being restore fully with excess power surging through the Shaper, he returned to the command center and sat with his eyes closed, cross-legged, before beginning to inscribe a ritual circle on the floor around him. The markings burning into existence in a rush of green flame as the Shaper drew in a deep, focusing breathe, preparing for what would turn the Lord Executor's offensive into a show of just how strongly the Sith would defend their empire. The Shaper's own pulse quickening once again as he murmured to himself "This will be a lesson, that the Sith are truly eternal, and unlike iron...." The Shaper's eyes opened and pulsed with deep, ruby-red power, a snarl curling his lips. "....we do NOT break."
Allies: Darth Carnifex Thurion Heavenshield Ruek Tast Iasha Rha Adron Malvern Xobos Yakieer Freyu Molidias Other Space Kaiden
Enemies: Rurik Fel Detritus Ren Ryv Shaka Sunstar Cotan Sar'andor Loske Treicolt Hans Rennagen Oceiros Sunstrider Zaavik Perl Corso Rook Creuat Kalika Vaar