Equipment:
Jen’wodasir,
Lightsabres in
belt,
Armour +
Robe,
Tsaisibola,
Nagajj, 2x Vibrodaggers,
Shikkar.
Engaging: @Acelus Thorn
The Holocron of Heresies had taught her much. While Andeddu was a fickle teacher and while his philosophies were outdated, his skills were incredible. It had been difficult to contain him and prevent him from coming back into life, but with the aid of the spirits of Krayiss II and no little amount of lies, she had successfully opened him up. She found now that reality itself was at her fingertips.
She had disguised herself as one of the Blackblades, using such an illusion, and followed the Princess of Dromund Kaas into battle. She too had sensed the arrows incoming, and while the Princess had veered off to the side, Darth Ophidia saw further.
She gathered her feet onto the seat of her speeder before tilting the nose of it down and hitting the breaks. The suddenly slowed momentum launched Ophidia’s disguised form into the air. She crossed her arms over her chest and twisted her body to manipulate the momentum. Her form soared through the air, arrows slipping past her waist, her neck, just shy of her leg, all sailing past harmlessly. Her speeder exploded in the hail of arrows, and the ground was pockmarked.
Darth Ophidia landed, skidding, but unscathed. The illusion she had weaved around herself burned away. The blackblade armour disappeared, replaced by her black and the well-worn beskar cuirass. Her presence slipped too, leaking out from its usual cover as if someone opened a container of supercooled gas. Ophidia looked briefly over her shoulder at the blackblades moving on, then cast a glance at the pockmarked ground. She could discern direction of the arrows by the errant shaft standing at an angle, and the scooping of the craters. Whatever caused it was unchecked for now.
So, this would be her task.
Weaving her hands together, the Pale Assassin covered herself again in a shroud of the force one that put a lid on her presence and intent. She also ran a finger under the rim of her armour and flicked the switch of her cloaking device. Her form was swallowed by its surroundings.
And she were off. Quickly and silently moving through the landscape at inhuman speed.
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[member="Vela Alya T'Ser Sipal"] [member="Atlas Drake"] [member="Cuan Kunn"] [member="Kiff Brayde"] [member="Gilamar Skirata"]
After the main invasion force, there was a new entrance:
The Xiphos. It was deliberately delayed to best fulfill its purpose. It was a blade in the dark, made to cut through battleships and fleets from under its cloak. As it reversed out of hyperspace, the darkened hull closed itself off, sealing entrances and forming a single point at its bow. This was the flagship of the Sith Assassins, the secret dreadnought.
The command throne turned slowly to unveil its dread captain, a person whose very existence was a mystery: The Sith Assassin,
Akito Koushou, Her Toxic Majesty, apprentice to the Queen of Shadows herself. The mouse rose from her seat in the minature command throne, placed on the real command throne, and corrected her newly minted captain’s coat.
“
Engineer: Activate the cloaking device!” She pointed to one side of the bridge, then to the other side. “
Uh, You! Boost the engines!” With her other, clawed hand, Akito made a seizing motion in the air. “
They won’t know what hit them!” She cackled, madly.
Remarkably, the crew responded to the words of the frantic mouse. When it was made clear that it was she -And not the Pale- who would be captaining the Xiphos, some had thought it a joke. One had even sought to pet Akito. That was why there were four fingers strewn around the base of the command throne, each almost as tall as Akito herself. Her small stature demanded she cast a large shadow, even within an organisation that prised subtlety and stealth above all things.
And now, a stygium stealth system was baking the ship into the background. Whilst its passive stealth systems already made it difficult to track, the stygium cloak made it invisible to the naked eye and many sensors. The only sign that it was even there was a magnetic signature and the emissions of engines. Soon, that too would be practically indiscernible in the chaos of battle.
“
Ma’am, Confederacy ships are opening fire on the Behemoth.” An ensign said. In response, Akito jumped to the arm-rest of the true command throne and folded her hands behind her back. A wide grin spread on her lips.
“
Line us up, helmsman, get us a target.” “
Prepare to attack. When ready: Ramming speed!”
Despite its enormous length, the Xiphos steered nimbly to aim its deadly point. It was made to break and cut its way through ship hulls and expose the interior to the void. A perpendicular strike on a large warship like the Valiant II class Star Destroyers currently engaging the Behemoth was the perfect test for their experimental dreadnought.
“
Charge!”
The Xiphos was deceptively quick in its acceleration as it shot toward the left (From planet view) Valiant II with its deadly point.
