Faction Objective 3 - Siege of the Industrial Works

[Tales of the Diarchy]

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Location: Bescane | Industrial Works
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The Cowardly Warlord Voss has gone back on his deal with the Diarchy, mass producing tanks and fortified positions, he is well prepared for the assault on the planet.

The brave men and women of the Diarchy Military forces have brought our full mechanized division to bare, utilizing the equipment gifted to us by the Lilaste Order, we lay siege to the treacherous warlord and showcase what happens to those would stand against Order.

Become a tank commander and lay waste to our enemies, or lead brave men and women through the fortified positions within the industrial works and secure these means of production for the Diarchy!

The Choice is yours!

 

[Darth Reign]

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Location: Bescane | The Industrial Works
Tags: Naamino Zuukamano Micah tol Powl Gavin Vel

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Darth Reign was aboard the lead gunship, the Navy of the Diarchy providing them a narrow window to get men and equipment down to the surface.



As the battle groups split, Reign and his cohort veered towards the industrial district. As they approached, the heavy shield covering the main buildings of the works shimmered in the air in front of them. Reign had no time to observe where the potential generator may have been, as anti-aircraft fire began lighting up the sky around them.



Veering sharply, the gunships headed towards the designated LZ on the outskirts of the area.
As soon as they hit the ground, the Diarch took control. Designating an area for their forward operating base, establishing a firing line for the Diarchy's artillery support, and ensuring a logistics plan was in motion to support the walkers and infantry when the blockade was broken.



As the fortifications were underway, Reign surveyed his battlefield with macrobinoculars. The industrial works were a sprawling area, glimmering with enemy tanks and fortifications. Each step would be under heavy fire, there was no way to avoid taking some losses in the days to come, a thought which saddened the Diarch greatly.



Giving direction to his artillery engineers, Reign ordered suppression fire for the forward most lines of fortifications, acting as a deterrent. Utilizing the gunships and artillery as cover, the droid soldiers completed the Diarchy's fortified command center. As the power came online, Reign gathered his commanders around the holoprojector to develop a plan of assault.

 

[Micah tol Powl]

Darth Reign Naamino Zuukamano Gavin Vel
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How had he let Naami talk him into this?

As the young Cathar clung to the oh sith bar while the gunship plunged into the hail of lasers and artillery, the kit was again presented with the likelihood that his following the Iridonian was going to lead to his death. Apparently strapping himself into a prototype cockpit that had then lodged itself in a public bathhouse had not been a strong enough lesson. Now they were out in the Outer Rim, on a planet that the boy had never even heard of.

And from what he could see from here, he hadn't missed anything.

Factories. Smog. More factories. More smog.

The hunting here had to be terrible. And still, somehow, people were willing to war over this infinitesimally tiny speck in a galaxy full of planets, in a universe full of galaxies. Now, just think: they could all be reading a book right now.

The one silver lining to this was that they were close to Bastion. The libraries there were supposed to be quite impressive, with a long Imperial tradition that included having been host to the Sith Empire of Darth Carnifex at one point. Certainly worth a side trip.

If they survived, that is.

Which, why were they doing this again? Oh, yes, because Naami.

So why was he here? As if he even needed to ask. All it took was a pair of blue eyes and the cat would apparently agree to anything. Much to his regret.

Though, the boy would be lying if he said that he wasn't the slightest bit curious about this technology that the Diarchy was using. The metal plating on the walker, for example. It wasn't a material that he'd been able to identify yet. It wasn't impervium. And it damn sure wasn't durasteel. Plus, was that a mass driver cannon? The tanks were... well, less interesting. Impervium. Fairly standard weapons.

The walker though, that was intriguing.

Lost in his thoughts about the walker, the boy had been on auto-pilot. Absently following behind the Zabrak as the students disembarked the gunship and joined the dark lord du jour around a holo-table.

Was Gavin with them? Had he and Naami been talking between themselves? The cat couldn't have said, his mind was still trying to reverse engineer the mass driver cannon. Though, now that he was standing in the presence of an actual darth, he should probably pay attention.

Not that he really knew just what to pay attention to. Soldiering was really more of Naami's thing.

The cat was more of an idea man.