Totally Bernard of Arca
The Iron Crown|| Whilstone of Prowess|| Whilstone of Acuity
Whilstone of Power|| Mithralian|| Cyan Lightsaber
As the Shaper was ferried down to the surface of Byss in a covert shuttle toward the Capital, he gingerly donned the
Sith Amulet that would be facilitating his disguise with which to infiltrate the city. The Shaper closed his eyes and meditated as he weaved the magics into the Amulet with masterful precision. A grand illusion that would hide and change his appearance to that of his intended scapegoat. A Jedi he had sensed on the surface of Korriban and one he had studied quite extensively in planning for this operation. A Marshal of the Galactic Alliance by the name of
Bernard
whom the Shaper could feel the Iron Crown morph into the soft, pale features of. Having taken note of every scar, every imperfection, ever blemish Bernard possessed, so as to be unmistakable as anything but the real person.
Once the disguise was fully in place the Shaper then imbued the Amulet with a constant
False Light Side Aura with which to deceive any other Force Sensitives, even fellow Masters, as the Amulet powered the aura. As the shuttle made planet-fall the Shaper dropped down to the surface and sighed softly, extended his arms, flexing his new fingers, and drew what was in all honesty the most detestable part of his disguise from his belt.... the Lightsaber. Igniting the cyan blade the Shaper was revolted briefly by the thing but, steeling his purpose, he closed his eyes and slipped into character. Every detail from the color of his eyes, to his voice, his hair and gait would match Bernard's.
Bernard would make his way through the streets and avenues of the city with purpose and determination. None of the defenders the wiser as a gallant Jedi seemed to move to assist in their defense elsewhere. In truth Bernard had a goal in mind, a local broadcasting tower that he could use to begin broadcasting false orders to the defenders through. Everything from disrupting troop movements to false retreat orders to abandon uncompromised positions, commands to reinforce unnecessary theatres of action, etc. Yes, that would be perfect. Sewing Chaos and confusion in the ranks of the enemy would only make the actions of his allies more beneficial to the invasion.
However, one problem stood in the way, that being Bernard's utter lack of knowledge with modern technology. He was FAR from a slicer, the furthest thing imaginable really, and so he thought for a moment as he moved through the city streets. Only for his answer to, quite literally, approach him as another Jedi, a young woman with short brown hair tied in a ponytail, dust-covered features and light brown eyes approached him. "
You there! Hold a moment!" Bernard turned, beheld the female Jedi leading a small squadron of troopers, and his idea came to fruition as he gave a small smile. Not to the woman, but as he realized he could use their own communicators to relay the messages.
The Jedi, however, simply saw his smile and returned it. Bowing to him as Bernard did the same. "
Jedi Knight Vereena Iyora. You... seem familiar, have we met before? You're a member of the Alliance yes?" Bernard nodded and answered quietly "
Bernard, of Arca, a pleasure." The Jedi woman nodded and motioned to the troopers with her "
Scan the area, reports indicate a Sith vessel was sighted in the area." She then turned to Bernard and smiled again, brushing her hair aside as she asked "
Have you seen anything Knight Arca?" Bernard shook his head and she sighed, muttering under her breathe. "
Yes... well.... in any case. Would you be able to join us? We have orders to intercept whatever it is that shuttle was bringing to the party. We're sure to catch them by surprise."
Bernard's response was a curt nod and a short, clipped answer as he drew in a steadying breathe. "
Of course. Lead the way Master Iyora." The woman nodded and turned to the troopers, only for Bernard to pull her Lightsaber from her belt, making her pause just as she was about to speak, and turn to address Bernard with a look of profound confusion on her face. "
What are yo-..." Without a single word or a flinch at the violence of his action, Bernard ignited the Jedi's green blade and took her head from her shoulders in one, casually perfected strike, the troopers raising their blasters at him only for Bernard's eyes to shift and for his telekinetic grip to rip them from their feet. Choking and strangling them as he exerted his Mechu-Deru over their electrical systems, preventing them from signalling for help as he crushed their throats mercilessly. Blood splattering out from under their helmets to seep down the front of their armor, while Bernard casually took the fallen Jedi's communicator, as well as one of the fallen trooper's helmets. This would not be enough, communications from one squad would be easy enough to jam, no, for this Bernard would have to diversify the signal. Thus did Bernard of Arca set out on his mission, a malevolent glint that had never graced those beautiful blue eyes harboring the masquerading evil within.....
Several Atrocities Later.......
Only after apprehending the communicators of several Jedi and troopers, and using the amulet to mimic the voices of the slain to give false reports that they would be unresponsive due to enemy opposition, did Bernard make his way up the broadcasting tower. Having removed the circuitry, with a precise application of Mechu-Deru, from the helmets of the troopers it was a simple thing for Bernard to carry the equipment up the tower as he slew those garrisoned within. Shoving the bodies of the deceased into closets, unused rooms, ventilation shafts with the Force before he truly began to realize how hampered he was in this disguise should he wish to maintain it. All uses of his magics and more malevolent abilities were lost to him and he was fighting with a weapon that was similar but foreign to him. How distressing.
Even so the Shaper was able to set up the false broadcasting network with only moderate difficulty, though he was no fool, and would not simply begin by broadcasting false orders all throughout the enemy lines. No. Instead he tested his new system by simply broadcasting locally to the nearest Jedi (
Caedyn Arenais) who would no doubt find the false orders curious enough to investigate. As the signal was sent Bernard retrieved one of the bodies, altered the armor to seem undamaged, and placed the corpse at the broadcasting station in a more or less believable position one might briefly think him alive. Before imbuing him with a minute amount of Force energy so the Jedi would not simply be able to tell he was dead. This left Bernard with a smirk as he suppressed his own presence in the Force and simply left the room. He would wait for the Jedi to arrive and follow him into the room, pretend to have received the same signal and accuse them of doing what he had done, slay them, and after sending the broadcasts out to the rest of the enemy force, his work would be done. Absolutely nothing could go wrong.
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