Dominion [RNR] Behold, a Pale Horse || Dominion of Woostri

[Kalantha]

BEHOLD, A PALE HORSE
… a Royal Naboo Republic Story

Woostri, once a Galactic Alliance manufacturing world on the edge of its territory, fell to the Sith Order during the latter's campaign to secure the Outer Rim. With its planetary defenses damaged by Sith forces, the atmosphere littered with debris, and an important data vault in Gopsthal ransacked, Woostri is a shell of its former self – but it is a shell that the Sith will likely have forgotten.

Seeking to secure member worlds, the Royal Republic has sent a military force of Jedi and RNDF troopers to Woostri in a bid to secure the planet before a formal occupation begins.

Meanwhile, the Royal Assembly convenes to address the humanitarian crisis and its geopolitical complexities.

OBJECTIVE I:
The Data Vault

Republic forces and Vanguard strike teams are being dispatched to the administrative capital of Gopsthal to secure the data vault and remove any Sith forces left behind. With most of, if not all, of the data having been stolen, Sith security forces should be minimal. The planet's underwater defense complex has been dark since the invasion, leaving the data center to stand as the Republic's command post on Woostri once it is secure. Whatever data remains must be secured.

Infiltrate the data vault, eliminate enemy forces, and take control of the facility.

OBJECTIVE II:
The Declaration

Back on Naboo, the Royal Assembly has summoned its senators for an emergency meeting. Umgul, Seltos, and other Republic client worlds located near Woostri are expected to be met by Sith expeditionary forces in the coming weeks as they carry out their expansion across the Outer Rim. It becomes clear that the newfound Southern Systems Alliance will soon serve its purpose.

Convene in Theed’s Assembly Hall, discuss matters of defense and evacuation, and decide if a formal declaration of war upon the Sith Empire is necessary or premature.

OBJECTIVE III:
BYOO

Woostri is just one of dozens of worlds left ravaged by the Sith-Alliance war in the Outer Rim. Its atmosphere is littered with the debris of starships and battlecruisers, its aquatic defense systems are crippled, and cities are forced to resist violently or submit to occupation. Certain sectors of Gopsthal have been cleared by Republic forces for receiving civilian aid, providing the people with food, water, medicine, and even evacuation assistance.

Explore the ruined world of Woostri, aiding local rebels against the Sith, providing aid to the people, or salvaging what you can from the wreckage.

 

[Niki Priddy]

Objective: BYOO
Weapons: ''Revy'' | 2 -''Demo-keys''
Equipment: Priddy Plates | Attire - See Right | Wristwear | L&R Middle-Finger Rings | Belt | Belt Charm | Dasmi's Pendant | Coal Nail Polish | Transition Glasses | Glasses Charm
On Person: Yellow Vipers
Augmentation: PGEM-SAP "Amber Eyes"
Tags: @OPEN

The Volunteer burned bright against the atmosphere as it brought itself, a company of Security Contractors, and Niki Priddy towards the planets surface.

All anxious beside the woman as tiny speculations as to the nature of their visit grew beyond what had already been explained to them. Ranging from disbelief at the simplicity to theories about potential untapped reserves that had been secreted away inside the buildings they were to inspect. All of them properly equipped for the task of escorting the executive around to get a lay of the land.

Ferrying them from their host world to the planet that had once boasted a healthy, if automated, production system for others. Now potentially left in ruin by those that had sought to remove their enemy from this place. Which was the nature of PGEM's executive to be directly present for the purpose of surveying the damages and what might await them for repairs to bring the planet back up to the potential that it had prior.

Skimming across the water as other vessels made themselves known on the scanners, the captain of the vessel waved for Niki to join him once more from her spot overlooking the cargo bay and the security contractors on loose formation.

Pulling out food pills as she made the short walk back to identify the signals coming through.

"Royal Naboo Forces. Hopefully they see we are broadcasting friendly IFF signals." Their voice already laden with exhaustion at a potential incident. Taking a few seconds to think on it as the food pill was chewed and swallowed to prepare her system for using her augmented eyes.

"They should. If they ask, we are gathering information." Popping another food pill and making a face at the flavor as she covered her mouth. "Somfing to preezent to da council to-"

Turning away from the man to finish off the indignant pill that was threatening to make her cough or worse yet make her vomit.

"Eugh. Anyway, to better inform the council of potential costs in bringing what is already present to spec for further operations." Words becoming lighter with each second as her stomach curled into itself to leave her breathless from trying to keep the stupid thing down.

The Captain was left staring at her as she closed her eyes to focus on willing the taste away. And to keep from losing the blasted thing.

"Ma'am?"

"I'll. I'll be fine. I. Take us in please." She worked on steadying her breathing as those nearest to her also joined the captain in staring. With only the major and second lieutenant coming close enough to offer her support as the ship shuddered against the atmosphere to draw closer to the first production center to be inspected.

 

[Connel Vanagor]

Guess who’s back!
WOOSTRI
OBJ I - Data Vault
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It felt so strange to be back here, but he was. The last trip to Woostri was, well let’s face it, it was a disaster, on multiple levels. That was a conversation, and news story for another day, and he did not truly feel right being here under the circumstances that he was, but the planet was not going to stay in the hands of the Sith, one way or the other, that was all that was truly important.

He was not alone, either.

Michael Angellus was tagging along. His young cousin. A great kid, but a “kid”, and he could not be a cousin right now. He had to be in “work mode” and that meant being less and less caring of anything or anyone. Alright, you can either stay here to protect the ship and the “hellion twins”(he was of course referring to “Buster” and “Pip”, Ryana Mina’s Racyon who he was watching right now while she was undercover), or you can stay close to me. If you follow check your ego at the door and follow my commands exactly, I don’t have time out there to coddle.

Michael was busy giving treats to Pip and attention to Buster to take anything personally. Babysit the pup and the Pip… hey that sort of rhymed? Yeah, I got it, you brought me here to pet sit. It’s cool.

Connel smirked and shook his head. Just the opposite, kid. I brought you to get you some field experience, and maybe give you some more skills to learn. I won’t force it though because this is probably going to be rough.

Sorry, but I get it. I’ll stay here. He went back to petting both of the “twins” and didn’t bother to concern himself. The comment annoyed the Shadow who stood up and walked over from the common area of the ship and back into the cockpit. Pulling out a cylindrical object and walked back into the common room offering it to the kid. Of course Pip went to reach for it first, but Connel pulled away.

Don’t even think about it, you little thief! His tone said otherwise, but he knew Pip and Pip knew him well enough to know he was not insulting the Racyon. Pip of course just sat back and stuck his tongue out. If I didn’t want you here, I wouldn’t have brought you this. Offering the device again, he waited for Michael to take it.

The kid scoured every centimeter of the cylinder. Inspecting every little piece of it. Is this real? He was holding a Lightsaber.

Connel smirked. You’re holding it. You tell me.

Michael looked like he wanted to cry. I’ll take care of it, and get it back to you just as you lent it to me. Thank you for trusting me with it.

Michael, this is yours. Normally as a right of passage, you would collect all of the materials, as well as a crystal, but your uncle built it for you. That electrum? It’s your father’s wings melted down. A way of always having him with you.

“Wanted to cry”? Now came the waterworks and a hug.
Th… thank you...

Connel just hugged him back. You’re not unwanted, kid. You just need to forge your own path like we all did. Connel could speak of this from a position of authority. He scratched and clawed out of his Father’s shadow… to become… a Shadow… no pun, or play on words intended. You want to come?

Wiping his eyes, still overcome with emotions.
Actually, I think it would be better if I stayed here and got used to this… is that okay? Connel smiled proudly at the mature decision his cousin just made.

Definitely. COMPUTER, Activate lightsaber training program, Vanagor-Sarlacc-Alpha.

Then a holoprojector lit up and the projection of Father, or “Uncle Caltin”, depending on your point of view appeared.
I can do this.

Pulling the mask over his head, Connel nodded. Be safe. “BRAD”, if you detect any threats, get in the air immediately. Don’t wait for me. The astromech whistled enthusiastically and went about his business.

With that, Connel headed out, straight for the vault. He was on the top of a building, and needed no bearings.

He knew exactly where to go.

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