One Sith vs. Galactic Republic: Invasion of Togoria (Dueling Thread)

[Zef Halo]

Location: Caross
Objective: Slaughter Republic Defence Forces
Enemies: [member="Arisa Yune"]
Duel: Private
Gear: Post

The large pieces of rubble falling after the explosions above had opened a hole that led up to the roof where two robotic figures lingered. Around him, Einarr could see half of his men in this building knocked out cold or worse, on the other building they seemed to be faring much better but were still in the process of recuperating and retaliating to their attackers.

Rage.

Seeing his people lying on the ground helpless made anger and hate seep into his veins, strengthening his connection with the dark side of the Force. He was becoming a beacon as he wished death upon his foes, especially the Jedi among them that was hiding all the time. Einarr was going to slay them all, he had sustained some damage from the rubble but the Force had helped him to survive and stand on his feet. With all the rage and wish to slay, Einarr tapped into the Force and grabbed the rubble on the ground. From pebbles to 3m2 cement parts from the fallen roof, as larger rubble he was not strong enough to grip, all was hurled with extreme speed with the Force up through the opened hole towards the roof. The grenades (ion) tossed after the explosion were picked up along with the 'storm' of objects going at incredible speed above. Einarr roared as he focused more into the Force, imbuing not all but numerous of the objects with the Force weapon technique giving them strength to pierce through what they otherwise would not be able to. This was on top of the kinetic damage suh objects hurled at such speed would possibly deliver.

There will be no satisfaction.

Until blood was shed.

 

[Darth Prazutis]

Location: Somewhere, Caross
Duel: Private
Allies:
· The One Sith
· [member="Darth Vornskr"]
Enemies:
· Galactic Republic
· [member="Elaine Thul"]
· [member="Aedan Miles"]
Gear:
· Modified Battle Armor
· Cortosis Gauntlets
· Hearteater
· Sith Lightsaber #1
· Sith Lightsaber #2
· Valthris
· Primeval Signet Ring

As Kaine gave his order to take on the master Prazutis smirked, the thought of crushing this pompous fool the first thing on his mind. He shook his head at the man’s arrogant flourish of his blades, his own sulfuric eyes burning holes into the purple haired man. “I’m more than capable of snuffing out your pathetic existence, gnat.” Prazutis tightened the grip on Hearteater as he lept towards the man the force magnifying his speed. The aura of uneasiness poured off of him like a powerful, sickening fog coming down on this Dark Jedi.

However his charging would give Aedan a deceiving appearance of the man charging, but in reality it was a feint. Prazutis gave a casual gesture from his hand and all of a sudden, a powerful bright eruption of light erupted in front of the dark jedi master. Blind. It was a potent technique Prazutis learned during his rigorous training under his master, an excellent technique to use against opponents in combat. The light would be his attempt at overloading Aedan’s optic nerves, to render the man momentarily blind. Prazutis himself had the chance of looking away, shielding his eyes from the powerful flash.

The Goliath of Panatha continued his charge towards the man, letting the force flow through him feeding on his hatred. Prazutis’s anger boiled deep inside giving him focus, empowering his strength. He delivered a series of powerful strikes down upon the man when hopefully, he was blinded.

 

[Aedan Miles]

Location: Abandoned Courtyard
Allies:
[member="Elaine Thul"]
Enemies:
[member="Darth Prazutis"]
[member="Darth Vornskr"]

Aedan almost sighed as Vornskr turned aside to face the knight who had just charged in turning his attention to the other Sith he saw him start to charge and smirked. Instead of staying stationary Aedan darted forward unaffected by the simple uneasiness that was rolling off the man. His lightsaber came up with a flick to lock with the sword the man used. The flash behind him gave him warning to what he had just avoided it appeared this man had attempted to blind him. Smirking Aedan let the Dark Side swell within him using Dark Rage to increase his strength substantially snarling dangerously Aedan ignited his second lightsaber and swung it at the man's side while pushing on the sword he used attempting to keep that weapon busy. As their weapons were locked the young man snarled to his opponent. "Next time make sure any so called gnats aren't immune to such pathetic fear effects."

 

[Miss Blonde]

Location: PVP district
Objective: Stomp Sith out in style.
Gear: Armor, Hush, wrist guns x2
Allies: Republic
Enemies: OS [member="Haytham Kaze"]

When the kid went in for a strike at the knee Blonde didn't need to do any fancy maneuvering to make sure the blade didn't catch and damage the joint, not that it would do too much damage. All she had to do was move her knee a bit so the saber would mostly run against the plate and slide across the servo. A few sparks came off it and the surface of it was damaged, but it was still operating at a good capacity. Not that it mattered, not like her legs were down there.

Blonde outside of the armor was a good four foot eleven so in order to fill up the armor she wore she basically had to stand on what was the equivalent of high tech stilts. But when the damage report came through it didn't bother her much, she had other plans.

But with the sith within her guard the woman didn't go in for a strike with the blade. Rather than that she lowered her fist for an underhanded jab towards the kid's gut that would probably bruise a few organs if not break a couple ribs if it connected.

She still didn't want to kill the kid, maybe give him enough of an ass whipping until he decided that maybe siding with the sith wasn't the greatest idea. Always look out for number one and right now doing the opposite of that had landed him here fighting a beskar plated behemoth that was going to stomp him a new nerf herder.

 

[Jaccer Ramirez]

Location: Riverside, near large engagement
Enemies: [member="Darth Rapax"], [member="Veptus Shravus"], [member="Krayzen Dratos"], [member="Annaliese Zambrano"], [member="Briga Tiin"]
Allies: [member="Léon"], [member="Alexandra Feanor"] plz help
Side: Galactic Republic
Duel: Public
Gear:
HAED-L Slugthrower Rifle, CAS – 6 Heavy Armour, Deflector Shield, X-60 Happy Boomer, Ethylene oxide canister from the A-1500 Thermobaric Bomb

It didn't take long for Jaccer to be noticed by the increasing amount of hostile and as one would expect from enemies such as the One Sith, it didn't take long for them to fire back. What came first was a volley of fire balls coming from the Sith Knight. Fire. Did they really think that armour, which was designed to stand up against the intense heat of blaster fire, would take any susceptible damage from this attack? If they did, they would pay for it soon. The soldier didn't realise, in the heat of the battle, that the actual aim of the attack was to remove the forestation that was acting as concealment for him.

The Republic Major would then fire a few more bursts in the direction of his opponents, this time they were all aimed at the Sith who had fired at him. The slugthrower rounds would make it difficult to block or deflect the attack but Jaccer didn't expect them to penetrate his armour or do any serious damage. He hoped that it would cause the Sith to retreat to cover, giving him valuable time to prepare for his next attack. Once he unloaded most of his clip into his target, Jaccer would notice his lack of cover. Although he probably realised too late, he was quick to act and made a short sprint followed by a dive to a nearby crater which was probably formed by an artillery bombardment. It was beyond perfect but he had to get away from the raging battle.

It was obvious at this point that the Major was both out gunned and out manned, he would need reinforcements if he was to survive. "Calling any Republic forces and allies in the area, I'm in need of immediate backup!" He spat through an open comm system attached to his wrist, "I've got at least two Sith force users in my vicinity, please respond."

 

[Ax'no]

Location: Togoria battlefield
Enemies: [member="Jaccer Ramirez"], directly targeting
Allies: [member="Krayzen Dratos"] [member="Veptus Shravus"] [member="Darth Rapax"]
Side: OS
Duel: Public
Gear: Sith Infantry Armor MK II, Lightsaber, Standard vibrodagger

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TU07z8N1V40​

Briga moved closer, walking swiftly towards the battlefield and noticed a lone Republic warrior taking fire. He fired back a few blaster rounds, but the Caprine Acolyte happened to be coming from a different direction. She lowered her head, bent her knees and began to summon the energy for a Force speed-induced headbutt, horns first into the Republic infidel as though she was a Balae warrior ram on Iktotch.

But suddenly he jumped and scurried into a nearby crater caused by the fallout from the dropship crashing, diving headfirst into it and likely calling for backup. In a guttural, unearthly voice, the Priestess began speaking as she slowly stalked her prey, now about twenty feet from the crater.

"Age kizs amzius, ri tutsi shiyi tsosûtidisi sas ri siajuâ wos ri skysosûtas; ri doti diâ ra kata shiyi ensnared diâ wohmniyizi ri riyiyazi diâ warmoné, diâ rariu, ir wisa ri shirsijia iw shukita, shiyi ai nia succored ri wodwtaki!"

Using Odojinya, or the Darkside Web spell, inky filaments of energy leaked from her hands, from under her helm and crept out of any exposed piece of her armor, snaking its way towards and over the crater, rushing foward like spilled oil. The unbreakable mesh latticed over top of the crater, landing atop the soldier, essentially trapping him inside. Likewise the Sith spell would cause the man to become extremely tired, sapping his strength and energy for the duration of his ensnarement.

“I’ve got one trapped,” spoke Briga to Darth Rapax telepathically. “This way.” She would not move closer as her energy web would keep him contained. No reason to get any closer to the helpless dung beetle in his burrow.

 

[cheshire_kitty]

Location: One Sith Inquisition Shuttle
Enemies: [member="Jaccer Ramirez"]
Allies: [member="Briga Tiin"], [member="Darth Rapax"], [member="Krayzen Dratos"], [member="Veptus Shravus"]
Duel: Public
Gear: In signature minus the hairstick and whip.

Under the careful supervision of her fellow Inquisitor, Annaliese quickly made her way to the battlefield where several of her colleagues were already engaged in battle with the Republic soldier. With a smirk, the Sith Acolyte drew her daggers and turned the vibrogenerator on. Although lightsabers seemed to be the preferred weapon amongst force users, they had one fault in the young Zambrano bastard's eyes - you don't bleed when cut with one.

While she was able to see her the ongoing battle, she was still a distance away. Impatient and having inherited her father's thirst for blood, Annaliese summoned a bout of Force Speed and ran straight towards Jaccer Ramirez, knives drawn. Once she was behind the man who seemed to be trapped by the Caprine's Darkside Web spell, Annaliese attempted to stab him behind his shoulder blades - one knife to each side. Hopefully this would inhibit the movement of the Republic soldier's arms.

"It will be my pleasure to break you," Annaliese told the soldier with a smile as she move to stand next to her Caprine colleague who kept him trapped with her Darkside Web.

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Edit: Fixed formatting and a couple of typos.

 

[Rapax]

Location: One Sith Inquisition Shuttle
Enemies:[member="Jaccer Ramirez"]
Allies: @Briga Tiin, [member="Annaliese Zambrano"], [member="Krayzen Dratos"], @Veptus Shravus
Duel: Public
Gear: In Bio.

Rapax walked over to see Briga's handy work when he saw the web that sealed the soldier within the crater he couldn't help but chuckle. He spoke to Briga in a approving tone "Very well done Briga...I see you have started to put what i showed you to use. I shall tell your master of this my self when this battle is done.'' Was all he said before he turned to Annaliese..another Zambrano eh? they are many indeed he best be careful around her for she maybe a mere acolyte...but this is an acolyte that has ties to Not only every Zambrano alive now...but to Vornskr and he had no intention on ensuring the wrath of that beast on him. He gazed down to Jaccer in his prison before he raised his hand forward arm stretched out and unleashing a blast of lightning into the crater...it would be as if he landed in a school of electric eels,Rapax was enjoying the blood bath abit too much...but it mattered not.

 

[Gorteko Graye]

Location: Urban Enviroment (Dusk)
Enemies: [member="Gray Raxis"] / [member="Cynthia Garon"]
Allies: [member="Harley"]

'She really doesn't talk much, though her state of mind wasn't exactly in the calm and collected spectrum. Perhaps she's more vocal when not attempting to end lives. I suppose I should just go finish the mission then.' Gorteko thought to himself once Harley had ran off once more. Turning around he faced the troops that she had just left behind and addressed them as if to say he would be taking command over them at this point. "Alright then, while she goes to take care of the opposition, we're going to go burn and destroy whatever is still standing, is that alright with all of you?" Murmurs came from the group but it seemed as though they would be willing to go along with the plan, at least for the time being. They retraced their steps back to where they left off with their path of destruction, only to resume it. The troops started burning the buildings and making their way further into the soon to be ruins.

 

[Elaine Thul]

The Enemy: [member="Darth Vornskr"] and [member="Darth Prazutis"]
My Ally: [member="Aedan Miles"]
Gear: H.T.E. Dueling Armour and a lightsaber

She watched as the Sith Lord literally catched her force lighting, how was that even possible. It was a power she must lean, as in her heart she wanted power to kill all sith. Then fired it back at her, still slightly stunned by this she initially failed to deflect it. She flew through the air, and screamed in pain, AAARRRRGGGGHHHHHHH! She then flew past one her soldiers, and his guardsmen, the lighting forked off her and fried them for a split second During that split second, she managed to put her lightsaber between her and him, it acted lighting conductor. Her hair though was now a mess standing on end, and her alice band had melted. This was last time she would wear a plastic alice band into battle, it was painful to say the least. Though through sheer determination, she got up and did not cry in pain. She charged back at him, and used force push as she did, she was aiming it at his head. She hoping to unbalance him, as she came close, and then ram her lightsaber through his chest.

 

[Vilaz Munin]

Location: Some hangar
Allies: One Sith
Enemies: [member="Mantic Dorn"]
Objective: Win

His HUD brought him to a sole Jedi after tracing the location of the IFF tag. So he wasn't alone after all; however, that would soon change as Vilaz intended to end the man's life. There would be no forewords of diplomacy coming from the Mandalorian. No signs of mercy or trying to get his foe to surrender before they got into harm's way. No, none of that would come from the Warrior. The Jedi that stood before Vilaz was the same as the many Galactic Republic soldiers and Jedi Knights that he slayed in combat. Just another dead man to the Redneck. The same mutual feeling, from the Mandalorian's perspective, was given from his opponent as he didn't try to persuade him from leaving this fight or fight back against the his employers, the Sith.

Be a waste of damn saliva if he did.

After seeing the green blade of the Jedi's lightsaber activated the Mandalorian activated his jetpack and began to fly towards his opponent. As the Field Marshal was suspended in the air, he fired a high velocity bolt from Orar'bev which was aimed to hiss Jedi enemy. Three miles per second was the speed of the bolt and it created a roar of thunder within the hangar. After his attack the Bounty Hunter would descend down to the ground, ten meters away from the Jedi, drop his crossbow, and would draw one of his pistols in his left hand and unsheathe his Fett-Kal knife in his right hand. He again activated his jetpack and would advance to his opponent's displacement while sending volleys of blaster fire and circling around the Jedi for a few mere seconds. Vilaz would then land on the ground, five meters away from Dorn, and would run towards the Jedi still shooting plasma projectiles from his pistol.

[member="Mantic Dorn"]

 

[Darth Carnifex]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ZmAKMtd58w​

Location: Somewhere, Caross
Allies:

• [member="Darth Prazutis"]

Enemies:

• [member="Aedan Miles"]
• [member="Elaine Thul"]

Duel: Private
Gear:

• Tyrant Armor
• Shuk'orok
• Primordial Signet Ring
• Sith Lightsaber #1
• Sith Lightsaber #2

The overwhelming stench of ozone permeated the air while faint discharges of excess lightning bounced across the courtyard and danced across the Sith Lord's fingers. He took a step forward, the Force building with each step he took towards the downed Thul, but even as he moved to approach he was waylaid by the soldiers she had brought with her. His grip tightened on his lightsaber, and he wound up his arm, the muscles coiling, and with a grunt of effort he launched his lightsaber through the air towards them. It spun end over end on a trajectory that would bisect the nearest one from hip to shoulder before twisting through the air by the will of the Force to decapitate the next and on and on it spun to mutilate and murder.

The last soldier, however; had the benefit of moving awkwardly as the blade came his way, and only suffered the lost of his right arm rather than being split in two. But he was not safe, for the Sith Lord recalled the blade to his right hand and stretched out his left to grip the soldier like a child clutches a small toy, and pulled him closer. He outstretched his blade and impaled the soldier on its end, the smell of cooking flesh wafting through the air, and Vornskr watched the light in his eyes dissipate before letting his body crumble to the ground like refuse.

A scream drew his attention back to the child, her blade extended and the Force flowing through her tiny frame. The Sith Lord could respect her tenacity, but he denounced whatever she was trying to prove by recklessly charging into the jaws of the apocalypse. She flung a cone of telekinetic energy at his head, and he allowed her that momentary victory and stumbled back as if stunned. She lunged and moved to drive her lightsaber through his chest, but as the tip of her blade met with the armor plating that protected her chest she would find that it would not penetrate the phrik armor. In return he swing his lightsaber in a horizontal arc in an attempt to dismember the young Thul, or even outright bisect her at the waist, before unleashing a telekinetic burst that wound send anything in his near vicinity flying away like a ragdoll.

And then he laughed; "You are less than dust, fit only to be brushed from my sleeve."

 

[Eugen Aker]

Location: Caross
Objective: Aid Republic Unit (Kill Sith)
Enemies: [member="Einarr Warscream"] (Private)
Allies: None
Gear: Read intro post.

As before, the ion grenades that were tossed through the second floor had been cooked to prevent being used against them, so the ion grenade would still detonate within the building as it was flung upwards in the debris being manipulated by the Sith. The Harvester opening veered back to avoid the shards of debris, flailing its multitude of arms to deflect debris as it moved away. A few arms were damaged in the process, but the unit remained intact. From an angle overlooking the interior of the building, it would fire into the ruined lounge of the first floor in retaliation in a bout of suppressive fire, shifting around in the air to make itself harder to hit. As for the other Harvester, it would begin to shoot fire into the building following the detonation of the ion grenade in the other building, taking similar evasive maneuvers as it fired.

"APE Rounds and blaster fire into the buildings, now!" Arisa barked as she slid into position behind a new wall on a rooftop. This one gave her a view of the Sith's building from the middle lane that separated it from the adjacent building where the rest of his men were situated.

Each team would fire into the new gap created by the destruction of the second floor, team member using their light repeater while the other fired with their Bolter. The Bolter's didn't have much capability for splash damage firing their special armor piercing munitions, but they could obliterate personnel upon a direct hit. The suppressive effect on its own was enough.

Arisa focused on the rampaging Sith as she raised her rifle, easily tracking him by his angry aura of psychic energy. She fired several rounds precisely at his position while her squad was still saturating his floor with fire from multiple angles. Even using normal pellets or darts, Arisa wouldn't have had much trouble penetrating the flimsy walls of the Togorian housing on the power of her shattergun alone, but with the armor piercing enhancements of the vibro-flechettes, they were going shred through those walls like rice paper on their way toward their target.

As this was going on, Sterap had finally position herself in a new position on a multi-level building high enough to look into see the roofs of the buildings that the Sith squad occupied. It wasn't the best angle, but she could always take flight to hover into an even higher position if required.

Summery of Actions:

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*Harvester above Einarr's building suffers some damage to a few of its arms as it moves to avoid the debris from Einarr's telekinetic attack. It retaliates by firing into the first floor at an angle to avoid another attack. Its partner at the other building immediately begins firing after the floors are totaled, and the ion grenade is thrown in and detonates.
*Under Arisa's orders, the Dragoons begin firing into the buildings with their light repeaters and bolters.
*From her new position, Arisa snipes Einarr, firing several vibro-flechettes through the wall at his exact position inside the building.
*The sniper Arisa deployed earlier is now setup.

 

[Darth Prazutis]

Location: Makeshift Blackblade HQ, Caross
Duel: Private
Allies:
· The One Sith
· [member="Darth Vornskr"]
Enemies:
· Galactic Republic
· [member="Elaine Thul"]
· [member="Aedan Miles"]
Gear:
· Modified Battle Armor
· Cortosis Gauntlets
· Hearteater
· Sith Lightsaber #1
· Sith Lightsaber #2
· Valthris
· Primeval Signet Ring

The man sprang into action his quick reflexes allowing him to narrowly avoid the Dark Titans blinding attempt. The cold steel of Hearteater met with the energy line of a lightsaber, sparks flying off in either direction. Anger rose within Prazutis’s opponent as he fed off his own anger and hatred, allowing himself to delve deep into the power called Dark Rage. The dark rage significantly increased the man’s strength as Sith and Dark Jedi collided raining down powerful blows. Were it anyone else Aedan was dueling his strength gained would be sufficient to overpower his opponent. But this was Darth Prazutis, the Goliath of Panatha, standing close to seven feet tall rippling with muscle, his strength three fold what a normal humans was due to his anzati heritage.

Prazutis would not be overwhelmed by the power rumbling inside the man, his stance rock solid as they met in a blade-lock. The force sounded imminent danger in his mind mere moments before Aedan activated his second lightsaber in the heat of combat and tried to deliver a crashing blow to break the blade lock and slice open the large opponent standing before him. But Prazutis had surprise on his side as Aedan never fought him before, he didn’t know what was at his disposal. Prazutis reached out towards the saber that crashed in towards him and grabbed the humming blade of energy trying to cut him down.

The Dark Titan always came prepared with equipment to tackle on any situation, this day was no different. He wore on his hands a pair of cortosis gauntlets they were impervious to the powerful blades of lightsabers. A lightsaber making contact with, and being vice gripped by them would cause it to short out for a short period of time. No doubt the man was surprised by the deactivation of his blade but Prazutis didn’t stop moving, he crashed towards the man’s defenses, making him focus on his blade. But Prazutis held his hand close to his person and low so it was out of his focus, held it forward. The dark side exploded through him and suddenly a thick black fog erupted from Prazutis’s hand and wrapped onto Aedan. This was the ancient art of Drain Life made infamous by Zelashiel the Blasphemer. It would siphon the vitality of its target while feeding it back to the user.

Prazutis lunged at him then raining down a blow with his blade.

 

[Elaine Thul]

Allies: [member="Aedan Miles"]
Enemy: [member="Darth Vornskr"] [member="Darth Prazutis"]
Equipment: H.T,E. Duling armour

As her opponent looked stunned from the telekinetic push, as she got close enough she smiled. She then lunged her lightsaber at his chest to no avail, as bounced off his phrik plate. She was not smiling for much longer, as raised his his lightsaber to cut into her. She moved to block it, she was not fast enough, she felt the heat of his blade against her forearm. He was fast, but in this case to fast for his own good. As under the initial layer of dura steel that protected her forearm, was a layer cortosis. She saw his lightsaber hiss, as deactivated on it. She had a chance one chance, with grim determination she slammed her lightsaber towards the his face. She was aiming towards his eyes, she did not know if she made contact in time or not, as she felt him use the force. She then sped through the air and landed flat on her backside, fortunately all this building destruction did managed to land on what was an old sofa.

She took a second to catch her breath, and then looked for him.......

 

[Jaccer Ramirez]

Location: Riverside, near large engagement
Enemies: [member="Darth Rapax"], [member="Veptus Shravus"], [member="Annaliese Zambrano"], [member="Briga Tiin"]
Allies: [member="Léon"], [member="Alexandra Feanor"]
Side: Galactic Republic
Duel: Public
Gear:
HAED-L Slugthrower Rifle, CAS – 6 Heavy Armour, Deflector Shield, X-60 Happy Boomer, Ethylene oxide canister from the A-1500 Thermobaric Bomb

What happened was way too fast for the soldier. He had been flanked and trapped by multiple people before he could even raise his weapon for the second time. His body was encased in some sort of energy he was unable to break free off, it was interesting but unappreciated at this time. Magic, or more commonly known as The Force in the Galaxy, had always given the Major a disadvantage in wars against the One Sith. wherever he was deployed it seemed that he always came into contact with a Sith who were adept in some form of dark sorcery.

As if to make matter worse, whilst he was trapped another enemy soldier would appear behind him and sink two vibrating daggers into his back. It wasn't unlike the Sith to prey on a weakened, trapped opponent instead of facing a fair fight. One of the blades met its target in the soft tissue of his back causing extreme pain, the force web was the only thing that prevented him from convulsing violently. Luckily the other dagger got caught in the heavy spaced armour on his back and failed to cause any serious damage. As the Sith who had launched fireballs at the Major moments ago unleashed a volley of lightning, which caused further agony to Jaccer, he realised that he would have to escape soon before he was put to rest.

It was only in this dire time of need that Jaccer remembered the canister hanging loosely around his body. Although he did not have the freedom nor the strength to point his weapon at his foes, he could manage to point the muzzle at this canister. Using some of the last remnants of energy in his body, he pulled the trigger. The metal tube holding the chemicals would explode in a cloud of chemically gas as the slugthrower round penetrated the casing due to the immense pressure that had built up. The rapidly expanding cloud, which now engulfed much of the surrounding area was a chemical known as Ethylene Oxide. This was a particularly nasty chemical. Those in the area of effect would notice irritation all over their body, as if their skin was burning off them. Their throats would feel similar as would their lungs. Those who breathed in enough would also begin to notice narcotic effects, hopefully this effect, along with the agonising pain from the presence of the chemical on their flesh would distract the force users, preventing them from continuing this onslaught. Jaccer didn't care if this use of chemical warfare was not approved by the Galactic Republic; desperate times call for desperate measures.

 

[Xevek Nekonis]

Location: Togorian Wilderness
Duel: Private
Allies: One Sith
Enemies: [member="Alyona Volkovna"]
Gear:

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Armour:

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Assassin Armour (Appearance)
Weapons: List of Weapons in Bio

When the Echani's Presence within the Force disappeared from his preview, the feeling of the detested feeling of warmth that emanated from the Light that she reeked of no longer bombarding against the cold shroud that Xavka had drawn around himself, a sneer of frustrated anger spread across the Iridonian's lips. Even though that her location was still clear to Xavka, the frustration of the fact that she was hidden from his senses bloomed into a writhing ball within his breast. Even though the stark smell of upturned ash that plumed up beneath her feet and the sounds of her pushing through newly growing foliage growing ever louder as the two of them progressed further and further beneath the outcrop of rock that loomed above them left behind a clear path for Xavka to pursue and follow, the fact of the matter was that his senses, as acute as they were, were by no stretch of imagination infallible. In the end, they could be as easily tricked as any other being's. And, in fact, could be turned against him should his opponent realise that suddenly sharp smells or sounds could temporarily leave his disoriented and his advance sense of smell and hearing momentarily rendered mute.

However, despite the annoyance that was slowly blooming within his chest, Xavka soon settled back into a calm-obscured-by-a-raging-storm mindset and his expressions shifted seamlessly from a sneer to an expressionless facade of focus as a minute detail caught his attention, one that was almost lost within the rolling waves of the Force as more and more conflict, pain, misery and death began to permeate the planet; born from the fighting that continued to wage both on the surface and above in space. Exactly where his physical senses were telling him his prey was located, Xavka could feel a small seed of Dark, one that he recognised easily; a shard of his own Presence. Even though his prey had suppressed their Presence, the seed of Illusion that he had planted continued to exist within it and, through that, he could follow them.

Ahead, Xavka heard the extremely faint, barely there, sound of something diving into the river that he could clearly an easily hear flowing only a short distance ahead. Dropping down from the treeline to land, crouched, at the bank of the river, Xavka's lone eye gazed down at the churning mass of water bellow him. For a few seconds, no more than it took for his two hearts to beat a couple of times, Xavka considered diving in after his prey. However, that idea was soon dashed and torn asunder when an errant spray of water caught him across the face. Flinching at the sharp, piercing cold, Xavka leapt backwards from the edge of the bank to consider his options as, even though he had learnt how to use the Force to regulate and control his body temperature, he much preferred and was very much used to warmth and heat.

Casting his gaze around him in consideration, mindful of the fact that the faint feeling of the seed of his illusion was beginning to move away from his location and, as such, the Echani was doing the exact same thing. The trees along the side of the river were thinned, and far apart from one another, not at all suitable for travelling through as he previously had been. And while trees further away from the water were closer together, he did not wish to put too much distance between himself and the river. Cursing softly at the fact that he would be in full view of the river as he did so, but seeing no other option, Xavka broke into a run, bared feet pounding against the ground as he sped along next to the churning waters, his form nothing more than a black bur.

As he ran, almost parallel to where he assumed to Echani to be, a small shock of blue, a tiny spark, ran through his cupped right hand, his biological one, leaping from one clawed finger to another. Soon, the minute blue spark was joined by a twin, arching through the air, moving from finger to finger. Then another joined and another, until a large mess of blue arch of Force powered lightning was hissing within the Zabrak's grasps, a small maelstrom of Darkness beginning to pervert the Force around Xavka person as he poured more and more energy and focus into the gathering mass of electricity. Suddenly, Xavka's arm whipped our and the spiting lighting burst from his grasp and cut through the air, leaving behind the pungent scent of burnt ozone, before impacting against the surface of the river, close to where Xavka estimated the Echani to be.

Even though Xavka had empowered and purposely strengthened the blast of Force Lightning, he did not seek for it to be a killing shot. No, he sought for it to be a test. This woman that he chased after had displayed an understanding of what smart prey would do when confronted with a predator. They would not beg for reprisal from their fate. They would not try to stand and fight at a disadvantage. No, smart prey would flee, not to escape, but to gain the advantage. Beyond that, beyond displaying behaviour that whispered to Xavka's inner beast that perceived reality as nothing more than prey and hunter, she belong to a species that Xavka had had dealings with in that past, a species that Xavka could consider on equal ground to Iridonians when it came to being called warriors.

The ashen haired woman he sought intrigued Xavka Duquo of Ru Rukama and, if she survived the strike of Lighting, he would make her his. His to play with and use for entertainment. An instrument that would provide amusement through allowing Xavka to embrace his feral side more. Even if she was unwilling, she would become his. As those dark thoughts ran through his mind, Xavka's eye gleamed with a dark passion and animal like anticipation.

 

[Aedan Miles]

Location: Abandoned Courtyard
Allies:
[member="Elaine Thul"]
Enemies:
[member="Darth Prazutis"]
[member="Darth Vornskr"]

Aedan's face darkened as he saw and felt his lightsaber short out snarling darkly as he went to disengage and think up a new plan only for a force power he knew to well was used causing him to quickly gather the force within himself and aim a force push at the man's center of gravity. At the same time Aedan leapt back turning off his other light saber he reached for the rifle hanging from his back bringing it up and around as he smirked darkly before flicking a switch on it to the Disruptor setting and holding the trigger down to start a charge going. As he did he backpedaled carefully letting the force guide his movements.

 

[Cynthia Solus]

Location: behind enemy lines in an urban environment (dusk)
Enemy's: [member="Harley"] Ξ @Gorteko Graye
Allies: Mr @Gray Raxis
Dule: privet
Gear: in my sig (armor black)

Cynthia saw the woman charging her moving out from the doorway and cock her shotgun. With a smile under her helmet she would fire a shell and use her jetpack to move to the side. Cocking it once more she'd turn the gun to fire a second shot at the woman. Neither of the shots where intended land. It was just to toy with the woman. "Wow you look pissed." She said making the comment. "I know I didn't miss so where did I hit. You know feedback I like to know." Cynthia was more teasing the sith. It was just simply funny when they threw temper tantrums. She only knew sith from reputation the all became stronger in anger or something like that. If that's the case all their panties must be just as twisted as their intentions. Cocking her shotgun once more she crouched leaning forwards towards the woman. Activating her jet pack again she'd begin flying fast at the sith at the same time she'd fire a shot cock it and fire a second soon after. Both of them this time intend to hit the mark and at a fast pace too.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Location: Riverside, near large engagement
Enemies: [member="Darth Rapax"], [member="Annaliese Zambrano"], [member="Briga Tiin"]
Allies: [member="Jaccer Ramirez"]
Side: Galactic Republic
Duel: Public
Gear:

Alexandra's hands moved to her sabers as she walked towards a fight she could see a small distance from her. It seemed like a curious little fight to be had. Especially when it came to the combatants, otherwise she would be rather bored with the entire situation if it was on fairer grounds. Numbers aside it was fair enough, being the one side was still Sith of this generation and not those of the last Generation. Maybe she didn't give these ones enough credit though. Maybe their performance was more than she could simply tell by a single look but it was time to make sure what she saw was so worth her attention.

"Hello you all, how are you doing." Casually her hands moved to unlatch her sabers, letting the hilts fill her hands as she looked at the combatants. She let her robes smooth back out as she stood there, pure silver robes dirtied by the dust that had been kicked up by the fighting. While she was still without any fatigue from the battles around her, she could not avoid it sooner or later and it was better that she enter in on her own choice. So she waited for their little battle to waver and give her a nice little target to start on, assuming her enemies were so courteous as to split their focus, if not she would simply move to strike one of them in the back. She may prefer an honorable approach, but she had given her warning to them.