Scratching Names Off The Naughty List [Sith Empire VS Mandalorians - Invasion of Yaga Minor]

[Hawke]

Turbo fire filled her bridges view port. And a grand Pellaeon Star Destroyer unleashed hells fury towards the enemy ahead of them. The Paladin was not made to fight in the thick of fleet battles. She was good for two things, support, or running a blockade with her superior speed and maneuverability. Blockade running was not on the mission list today. Thusly, hiding behind this battleship was her best option while the fighters and bombers strafed the Mandolorian ships. "Port gunners target Bravo Green. Full fire". Bravo Green was taking a pounding from that Pellaeon ahead of her; assistance would finish it off quicker.

"Lieutenant; fighter status report ASAP" another order barked. Hawke pulled herself back to the tactical battlefield holodisplay. Little bolts of light streamed from their ship to the other. Sure as Hutts were fat the shields fell on that Frigate designated Bravo Green fell. Turbolaser bolts tore her asunder in a spectacular display of fire quickly snuffed by the void of space. "Chalk an assist up for us" Hawke said aloud.

Mr. Freedolf her astute First Mate was next to her relaying necessary information; as always. "Grids row 15 cleared Captain. We're in the rough now though. Fighters are swarming 14-E to our starboard. They're asking for fighter support".

"They'll have to manage. To busy up front. We're headed for a line thick as a Wookies beard and our Pellaeon shield is going to need what we can provide". Hawke scanned through the holo display again, there was much she needed to focus on. "And I don't even know our fighters status. Lieutenant where the hells my report"!

 

[Gorba the Hutt]

THE RIVER

@[member="Darth Mortivious"] @[member="Basaba Willamina"]

Hunkering down in the mud, Vertorix grunted as plasma bolts sizzled through the air above his head, or slammed Into the ground around him, splashing even more mud onto his armor. The Mandalorian warrior kept his sight trained on the stormtroopers and sucked in a deep breath as one armed a frag and attempted to chuck it across the river at him. Steadying his aim, Vertorix tracked the trajectory of the grenade arcing through the air. Years of combat training took over. Vertorix hel his breath, steadied his aim, and fired once.

A single, solid 5.56 millimeter metal slug hit the frag grenade dead on. Flames and smoke-trailed shrapnel fell like tears from the sky, raining down on Vertorix. He merely grunted, safe inside his armor. The nutrient frame managed to remain unscathed.

Vertorix readjusted his aim back toward the Imperials and caught sight of a Mando'ade chucking grenades wildly. He wouldn't leave a brother in need. Vertorix grunted and put down covering fire, peppering the stormtroopers area with shrieking metal slugs. He put five rounds in a soldier, the man's body looked like it had been put through a garbage disposal.

Click. Click.

Empty mag.

Vertorix took out a magazine of "venom" slugs. These hollow bullets had poor piercing capabilities, but were full of a slow acting acid that would chew through flesh and armor alike. He levelled his rifle at the with and fired off a three round burst aimed at the torso, then two more shots aimed for the legs.

 

[Judas of Vahl]

Aboard the Dzu'ari
Yaga Minor [SPACE]
ORBAT:
Dzu'ari (1)
Tulak Hord-class Star Destroyers (2) - Judgement and Cutting Edge

Everything was going according to plan. The allied fleets of the Sith Empire and the Corsair Brotherhood loomed over the distant shipyard, a Mandalorian fleet arriving minutes after the Sith had made contact with the pair of early warning stations. The Dzu'ari and its pair of hulking escorts continued their slow pace towards the orbital yards, each vessel pouring out a massive payload of fighters, interceptors, bombers, and support craft to attack the defending Mandalorian fleet. A sharp crackle came from the Emperor's chair, its built-in comlink patching him through to the Corsair leader @[member="Aedan Miles"]. "Lord Miles, it is a pleasure to be meeting you. Continue your assault on the defending fleet, try to make the hostiles move away from the yards." Those were his final orders as he silenced the signal.

Moments later, his expected guests had arrived. @[member="Kära Vi'dreya"], @[member="Thyrian Ashborn"], and @[member="Sin Lykos"] were the three stand-out personnel that strode onto the bridge. His golden eyes locked upon the frame of his daughter despite barking out orders to the crew that continued its heavy rain of fire and outburst of fighters into the defending fleet. He watched as his daughter made an eloquent bow, greeting him formally before closing the distance to whisper a very much informal greeting. Dranok smiled, "Kara, I see you have brought your friends." His eyes lingered upon Ashborn before shifting to train upon the boy resting atop his shoulders of steel. The steel in his glare wasn't from anger, merely from the concentration of battle. The Emperor listened quietly as Kara stated her claim, obviously expressing her desire and her followers' desire to learn more of fleet command.

A light, wolfish grin touched him. "I want Galaxy-class bombers inbound to that flagship (@[member="Verz Horak"]), send escorts as well." Assurance held its grasp around the Emperor, his orders no doubt being carried as officers nearby sent them down the chain of command at lightning speeds. A wave of his hand brought up a holographic tactical screen, depicting blue and red blips to signify enemies and allies. Immediately, several blue blips broke their screening formation to descend upon the enemy flagship and its escorts. "Backfire speed, zonal attack pattern." His voice rang out, shifting the blue blips to an even faster speed as they spread out apart into even intervals for an attack worthy of the word "perfection."

OOC: EVERYONE be sure to @Tag your opponents and allies in your respective areas. Also be sure you add your location and activity at the top of your posts, this keeps everything organized and makes it easier to catch up on for people posting later.

 

[Aedan Miles]

@[member="Hawke Katamirth"]

Aedan let a grin cross his lips as he stood and strode forward to the command table pointing at 4 fighter squadrons. "I want the Examen-class to move forward with a screen of Remnant-class 2 squadrons of each. Also send Raider-class to stop those Mando fighters heading towards that Cruiser I would hate to see people die this early. Remind the Examen-class that they are to capture fighters with their warheads. I want to see disabled mando fighters in space NOW!" He watched calmly as he nodded to the helmsmen. "Take us in alongside that Cruiser." The rather oddly painted Dreadnaught-class heavy cruiser started to slowly move forward and alongside the Paladin. Aedan glanced side ways at it before opening a channel to them allowing for them to show a hologram of him if they wished. "Greetings names Pirate Lord Aedan Miles pleasure to be working with you today. Chance I could know your name or are you just going to let me make one up?" The hologram if they showed it would reveal a young man wearing an iron skin under a loose fitting jumpsuit with 2 silver hilts attached to his belt and another sticking up over his left shoulder.

 

[Thyrian Hearthfire]

Aboard the Dzu'ari
Yaga Minor [Space]

The commanding presence of the Emperor was an awesome sight to behold, and not one that was given often at that. The Ashborn was of course well aware of the code-of-conduct demanded when addressing the Sith Leader, and as such he did not speak until spoken to, instead lifting the little boy off his shoulders to set him down beside him, much to both their dismay. He then kneeled before the man and gestured for the boy to join him in doing so. While he was young, he still needed to know when to show respect and courtesy towards those deserving or demanding of it, and what better place to learn this than in an audience with the Sith Emperor himself? Rising from the kneeling position he whisked the boy up with one arm in one flawless motion, letting Sin rest his head against his armoured chest while grabbing hold of the Ashborn's armour, like a baby monkey would his mother when being carried around. Thyrian then walked to stand beside his master, ready to serve should she give him a hint to do so.

@[member="Kära Vi'dreya"] @[member="Sin Lykos"] @[member="Dranok Lussk"]

 

[Jsc]

Yagai City Outskirts
Vs: @[member="Kaine Zambrano"] & The Blackblades

Sith Master Zambrano's arrival had not gone unnoticed. Omega Shadowguard reinforcements were dispatched to deal with his violent incursion. Lead by SAAT Commander Karen Roberts herself.

"Ready Bolters. Chamber explosive rounds. Remember, use Det-charges to clear any hostile rooms and keep team Ballistic shields on the doorways. Here we go."

She and her men choose to engage The Blackblades as the enemy approached a large open-air Marketplace. A sprawling urban expanse that would make CQC inevitable. Thank goodness Omega Shadowguard were Force Users. They might just be able to delay the Blackblades long enough to make a difference.

"Spank em good boys and light up that mistletoe! ...It's my turn to ravish this Sith Lieutenant until he's naked and ashamed!"

 

[Darth Carnifex]

Kaine's soldiers came under fire from a bunch of Protectorate dogs immediately after they had crossed into the city proper, more specifically in a large marketplace. A suitable place for a firefight, lots of cover and many usable positions for both sides to engage one another. The Blackblades did not stay out in the open for long, quickly leaping behind defensive fortifications and utilizing a combination of assault rifles and heavy weapons to create a thick sheen of death and destruction between them and the Protectorate Shadowguard. Kaine, meanwhile; had begun an attack of his own through the force by opening himself up to the Dark Side of the Force, and unleashing a large-scale hybrid of a mobile battle meditation coupled with Force Insanity that would fall upon the Shadowguard like a ton of permacrete. His attack was also significantly strengthened by the power of the Sith Gauntlet gifted to him by Darth Moridin, which allowed his attack to hit each individual Shadowguard with his full strength instead of splitting it between each one, thus weakening the overall effect.

While the battle raged, Kaine took refuge in a nearby structure to keep up the attack while his Blackblades unleashed death incarnate.

@[member="Karen Roberts"]

 

[Hawke]

@[member="Aedan Miles"]

An image of an unknown figure came to existence on her holodisplay. Introducing itself as a pirate lord of some description. She was obliged to respond to the man; distain for pirates or not. "I am Captain Hawke. I was told we hired some vagabonds to assist us. The pleasure is all yours good sir. I'd expect one not to be trading idle pedantries in the midsts of a fleet battle. That is my experience with a proper naval code of course; Pirates I would perhaps expect to be picking space daises". Hawke really hadn't the time to be dealing with this fool. Ally he was, but a distracting one. She focused back on the battle and put him to the back burner until he bellowed again. She received that status report about the fighters conditions, finally. "Four down... Have them only side strafe or from the real. Tell them thats an order. They're wasting themselves fighting like that"!

 

[HK-36]

Orbit of Yaga Minor
Entering Protectorate Naval Taskforce
1x Belsar Command Carrier
2x Malleus-Class Star Destroyer
4x Anti-Starfighter Telum-Class Frigate

@[member="Dranok Lussk"] @[member="Verz Horak"]
And if there was anything that could mess with the so called perfection, it was unaccounted variables and pure luck.
And just as fortune had it, the charge of Dranok's bombers was interrupted with hail of anti-starfighter fire, cutting it short and putting it to a screeching halt.

From the darkness of the Space emerged the four anti-starfighter Telum frigates, ships HK knew how to command well, he spend plenty of time as captain of one, he knew the full extension of their capabilities. Their primary mean was defense, and as such, so they defended the Mandalorian fleets from capital missiles, such as those used by Aedan, hooray for point-defense turrets, and starfighters, like Dranok's bombers.
Of course, HK would not call in fleet support made up just from 4 frigates, he was recently promoted to Colonel of the Pyre, with that came some perks. Such as the Belsar and Malleus ships coming along with the frigates for support against those pesky Star Destroyers the Sith likes so much.
With that, the Destroyers would start firing against the Sith, their sudden appearance gave them the element of surprise, a slightly upper hand as they targeted anti-starfighter ships and guns of the enemy. Hopefully they would be able to knock off a larger portion of them before the enemy would be able to re-adjust.

On the bridge of the Belsar stood a little boy in Pyre's uniform, overlooking the holo-terminal showing the battle.
"Patch me through."
He said to the Yeoman who nodded, a transmission would be send to Verz on a private terminal
"Mandalore, my Mandalore."
The little boy nodded
"This is Aspect of Colonel Iron Knight, I have come here with naval reinforcements from the Protectorate, we are at your command, hopefully more ships will arrive soon."
The little boy was one of the HRD bodies HK put a copy of his mind into, one he has often paraded about for official or diplomatic missions, mostly the boring kind he didn't wanted to attend in person.

 

[Zykhan]

RIVERGROUP

The rush of battle filled the apprentice. His veins rushed with pure adrenaline, his heart beat with the thud of a thousand warriors. His attention went directly to the group behind them, likely stalking them through the jungle. How hadn’t Mortivious been able to feel them? Had it been that long since he had faced such a silent enemy that he couldn’t even feel his life in danger from them? Or had the tone of war deafened him to such a small ripple? Either way, the warrior watched as the first two grenades lobbed themselves toward the Sith group. Alaxander was smart enough to roll away, wedging himself between a couple of trees. His vision went red as the explosions sounded, red hot shrapnel being discarded all across the forest floor.

Small trees and brush started to catch fire after the explosion. This would be the perfect time to launch his attack. These pigs wouldn’t get away with their crimes against the Empire. He regained his footing and watched as the tinbuckets launched two more grenades into the air. He extended his palm to try to deflect one of them, instead the pressure applied it’s hidden effect and the grenade burst in mid air, releasing a stream of gas into the atmosphere, mixing with the smoke forming from the burning greens. This meant that the second grenade was likely the same and whatever the gas was, Mortivious’s helmet wouldn’t filter all of it.

The six foot two tower of muscle and armor turned his back as the second explosion sounded, the gas quickly taking over the battle field. Mortivious tried to take as little breath as possible, using the gas to his advantage to fall back, he needed to regroup and reconsider. His dodge wasn’t 100 percent effective however, his leg had been nicked by one of the hollow point bullets, the acid eating away at his armor slowly. Soon he would be in real trouble, he needed to trust in the Force. He had fallen back enough to get some distance by now, they would have to wait for the gas to clear to see where he had gone.

The damage wasn’t purely physical however; Croix had a tightening feeling in his chest, like his essence had been drained. His muscles all over his body started to tense up, and his mind got much lighter. He felt as he did the day he stepped foot onto Rhen Var, the day he opened his mind to the Force. He couldn’t have lost his connection to the Force? Whatever that gas was that he breathed was already having adverse side effects. He needed some sort of back up and fast or else he wouldn’t last much longer. “Fething pilots, if they could have crashed somewhere else I wouldn’t be in this situation.”

@[member="Vertorix"]
@[member="Basaba Willamina"]

 

[Jsc]

Yagai City Outskirts
Vs: @Kaine Zambranohttp://starwarsrp.net/user/136-kaine-zambrano/ & The Blackblades (p2)

Sith Master Zambrano's meditation was a glazing defeat for the Shadowguard. Concentration was required for combat and their personal prowess in the Force was nowhere near proficient enough to stop him. While they didn't break cover, they certainly didn't muster the strength to stand up and shoot straight anymore.

Karen knew she needed to do something right away or risk being leveraged,

"Ahem. Pardon me soldier. I'll take that, thank you!"

She retrieved an advanced RPG and summarily aimed it at the Sith Master's location. Be it inside a building or not.

"I have a holiday present for you Sithling. Let's see how you meditate now?"

Roberts popped her head out a second story window and quickly loosed 3 anti-tank rounds at Zambrano. Explosions ensued with gusto. Even the Mandalorians would be proud of that one.

 

[Darth Carnifex]

What was so special and unique about Kaine's signature attack, was that he didn't exactly need to keep concentrated in a meditative trance to keep up the attack, just to keep it at its highest strength. When he sensed the incoming anti-tank rounds he raised one hand out in front of him and from the palm of his hand expanded a Force Barrier that would engulf his person and everything around him for half a meter, but that defensive effort also weakened the attack on the Shadowguard's minds to a degree. When the explosions erupted from the three well-placed shots the fire and shrapnel covered the outside of the barrier, destroying everything around him but keeping him relatively unharmed. Of course there was now the problem of the debris falling from the top floor above him, which he managed to deflect with his other hand, utilizing telekinesis to push the threatening pieces of structure away from himself and his barrier, which effectively created a wall of crumbled building around his position. Once the threat was cleared with the explosions and the rubble he focused solely on the barrier and the mental assault on the Shadowguard, keeping the shield up and strong due to the fact that if someone was smart enough to target him in the first place they will no doubt try again.

And that was definitely bad for business.

@[member="Karen Roberts"]

 

[Dakil]

Aboard the Harbinger
Yaga Minor [SPACE]
ORBAT:
1 x Pellaeon-class MKII Star Destroyer (Upgraded) - Harbinger (Flagship)
2 x Xo'Xaan-class Star Destroyers - Breaking Silence and Eternal
10 x Subjugator-class Assault Ships (Second Loadout) - Blaze, Shepherd, Blood Funnel, Vengeance, Bonegrinder, Crimson Sparks, Hell's Angel, Dragon's Mistress, Damnation, and Resolute

A mass of a fleet emerged from hyperspace, led my none other than the illustrious TD-30. Upon his master's ascent to the throne, he'd been tasked with the managing of the Imperial fleets, one such placed under his command this fine evening. A rather spectacular evening highlighted by the innumerable deaths of hundreds of enemy personnel and the massive enveloping explosions of hostile vessels daring to even move towards his master's fleet. Almost a thousand droid starfighters began pouring from the launch bays of the Subjugators, their launching delayed longer than most carriers due to their design. However, the Breaking Silence and Eternal kept up their roles as battleships and laid massive amounts of turbolaser and anti-starfighter barrages downrange to smack into the enemy fleets.

"Emperor Lussk, I have arrived at the specified coordinates. Engaging enemy now."

 

[Aedan Miles]

IN ROUTE TO LAND ON PLANET
@[member="Basaba Willamina"] @[member="Darth Mortivious"] @[member="Vertorix"]

Aedan chuckled to himself as he watched the command table and then nodded addressing all but the Dire-class and most of the fighters. "Remnant-class, Impetus-class, Raven-class, and my flag ship we are headed to ground to begin assault of the Mandalorians." He glanced sidelong at the Cruiser beside his and chuckled as the ships that he had designated turned side on and then headed down towards the planet swiftly the rest of his fighters staying in place around the Sith fleet. He smirked as he looked up noticing a series of fighters moving towards him he pointed at them. "Have the Raven-class break off its attack and stop them." He then looked back down looking for a suitable landing spot. He finally noticed something and pointed towards a clearing near a river within miles reach of a crash site. "There I want shields to have more power pushed to them and the fighters to dock with us so they are safer." He looked over everything as he watched them come in at the proper angle his grin darkening.

 

[Olom Grihk]

Location: In the woods.
Plan: Divert information, play dirty.
@[member="Vertorix"] @[member="Horaan Estidal"] @[member="Darth Mortivious"]

Olom assayed the battle as much as possible. He saw Mortivious charge forward, drawing far too much attention to himself, and then get repeatedly assault by sniper fire. Brilliant. Well, he wasn't about to have the big man croak. As more shots were fired, he noted the infrared trails produced by them. Multi-spectrum vision and a knack for trajectory physics. Ahh, good. He eyeballed the position, but he couldn't sense anything in the force. There was a thin amount of heat, though...He sighed. Probably taking force-sensitive camouflage. The right move, but a good Sith didn't let his skill stop at the force.

He grinned, hitting a button on his holographic display to activate his comm breifly, smirking. "Ghost Squad, there is a sniper at the coordinates 7-13-29-Besh-18, firing on our men. Please give the punk some CQC lessons, before he takes any more potshots at the infantry," he said, picking up the lingo of troopers quickly. He might not be able to save Mortivious, but he'd at least avenge the over grown behemoth. He continued forward, through the trees, something else in the force drawing him, leading him. Who had such power among the Mandalorians...this felt familiar, but strange....

@[member="Lavania"]

 

[Jsc]

Yagai City Outskirts
Vs: @Kaine Zambranohttp://starwarsrp.net/user/136-kaine-zambrano/ & The Blackblades (p3)

Sith Master Zambrano was clearly the superior sorcerer. Karen raised an eyebrow at his success in thwarting her attack and maintaining his debilitating assault. Well played. Already the Shadowguard were being pushed out of the middle spaces of the battle. Death was a new firestorm and the structural integrity of their battleground was already wavering. This marketplace would sooner resemble a brickyard by tomorrow than a forum.

"Tsk. Well then? I think Mrs Claus needs to make a more personal delivery this time."

She grabbed a dead soldier's Ballistic Shield, dropped her launcher, and leapt from the side of the building. She would flank the enemy from the left side of the public battlements. Getting close to this Sorcerer was her next objective. If she could not break the Sith Sorcerers hold on her soldiers? Defeat was inevitable.

The battle maiden beheaded only a single Blackblade in her stealthy approach. Twin saberstaffs with which to finish their negotiations. Initiative was now the enemies. Though she would be personally upon Zambrano's flank soon.

 

[Basaba Willamina]

@[member="Darth Mortivious"] @[member="Vertorix"]

Basaba bounded near the trees and stood there for a moment. She could track with the sensors through the gas the other but her team finished moving in. Chai La or at least a squad of the entire platoon followed behind her in varying colored armor. Her head turned a little while speaking into the private channel. "Solus, contact the one near us if you can then trash the troopers communications. We can't open retrieve their codes with the helmets like that." Her voice then had a hint of anger while the purple armored mandalorian went after the stormtrooper helmets. One of the few things about them, if you didn't take the helmets off properly to protect the secure communications... It broke, encrypted itself and ruined the helmets systems. The mandalorians tore the helmets off while getting the power packs from the knee of the armor where it was standard to keep it.

Her voice came out now while she hefted the rifle at her shoulder just enough to draw a sonic pistol. "Come out aruetyc, you wanted to fight and try to kill us and now your hiding in the dirt like a simpering dog. Thinking what? Come out and fight, I'll even make it fair huh." Her grin darkened and the sound of ships overhead. She didn't need to look up, no the ships rushing towards them... Coming in would meet the same fate as the others and this was a long river, with several crashes off from it. The same section of river was also where the Rally masters and teams were chasing other sith. No matter her rifle went on her back while drawing the sonic pistol and a frag grenade went to her side.

She threw the frag grenade as the sound of transports and it meant one thing was coming. The sith wanted to crash near the river then they could... No there was only one unit for fighting at this point. The supercommando battalion with reinforcements and armor support. Her gaze remained cold while she spoke for Vertorix "Vod get ready, once support shows we will deal with these dar'jetii and move out." Basaba threw the grenade and aimed the sonic set and calibrated for humans and at the highest setting. The other members of Chai La stood at the ready with their weapons as it went through the air then she led a little preparing to squeeze the trigger.

 

[Darth Carnifex]

His opponent was quite tenacious, which was very admirable indeed, but it grated on Kaine's nerves. Thus he decided to meet this interloper in mortal combat, successfully dropping both his barrier and his mental assault upon the Shadowguard to engage this woman. Unsheathing his lightsaber he leaped from the circle of rubble he had surrounded himself with, and activated it's crimson blade mid-leap before crashing to the ruined ground with a resounding shudder. Not only was he tall and imposing, but he wore a full set of armor the color of ebony with a maroon cloak clasped at each shoulder. His eyes scanned the battlefield for his foe, but odd enough he could not see her in the space between the two forces only to discover that she had cleverly flanked his forces and managed to slay a few of them closest to Kaine before moving to engage Kaine himself! As he spotted her approaching he extended his right hand, which was covered by his magical Sith Gauntlet, and from the palm erupted a geyser of Dark Side energy aimed in her direction.

The beam was powerful enough to rip through most armor, and only one person had been able to take the full force of the blast head on. Ashin Varanin, former Empress of the Sith and one of the most talented Dark Jedi Kaine had the pleasure of fighting twice. However; her defense against the attack involved her absorbing the attack through her right hand, and the effort nearly destroyed that entire limb and also set her clothes aflame. We would see now how Karen would step up to the plate against this assault.

@[member="Karen Roberts"]

 

[Lavania]

@[member="Kiyala Demont"]

Lavania stood in the room finally prepared, the ichor at the center and several soldiers protecting the single entrance in the base. There was a solid need as she breathed in deeply and unwrapped her headdress letting the scarred face show where she had carved her own eyes out. She could feel the other force users and right now all she did was kneel allowing two other nightsisters to join her. It would require something... Powerful something dangerous and something as they started. "Choono slalem denni tay'lori olee-ay. Lucheno vadem klavlane. Blenay vedi nalem koreem. Blenay vedi nalem koreem. Villos susko kono lamal! Vlemon tagoo!"

The green mist from the bowl slowly rose while their words came again, the chat couldn't be stopped it would ruin the magics and right now... The magics were what was needed. Or at least enough to do what could be considered a boolster of the forces. A smile crept along her face at the thoughts of what could happen. "Choono slalem denni tay'lori olee-ay. Lucheno vadem klavlane. Blenay vedi nalem koreem. Blenay vedi nalem koreem. Villos susko kono lamal! Vlemon tagoo!" The three bounced back and forth while their voices took on a slight echo in the force and in the room. The temperature dropped a few degrees until their words came out again the mist spreading.

"Choono slalem denni tay'lori olee-ay. Lucheno vadem klavlane. Blenay vedi nalem koreem. Blenay vedi nalem koreem. Villos susko kono lamal! Vlemon tagoo!" Slowly it went on and on across the base and into the woods, spreading like an ocean of low fog. A few puffs here and there with some whisps of it but their voices carried in the fog. "Choono slalem denni tay'lori olee-ay. Lucheno vadem klavlane. Blenay vedi nalem koreem. Blenay vedi nalem koreem. Villos susko kono lamal! Vlemon tagoo!" The echo of the room allowed for more smiles to creep along the faces of the nightsisters. This was what could be needed and Lavania rolled her shoulders. "Choono slalem denni tay'lori olee-ay. Lucheno vadem klavlane. Blenay vedi nalem koreem. Blenay vedi nalem koreem. Villos susko kono lamal! Vlemon tagoo!"

 

[Judas of Vahl]

Aboard the Dzu'ari
Yaga Minor [SPACE]
ORBAT:
Dzu'ari (1)
Tulak Hord-class Star Destroyers (2) - Judgement and Cutting Edge

The tactical screen Dranok was observing flashed red, his eyes widening as a new fleet (@[member="HK-36"]) jumped in right behind the intended targets of his fighters and bombers. The tactical scanners recognized them as a fleet with Protectorate affiliation, an affiliation that brought a snarl to the Emperor's mouth. Anti-starfighter laser fire erupted from the newly arrived Protectorate, their obvious targets being his incoming fighters. Due to his earlier command "zonal attack pattern", his attack craft were spaced out enough to grant them the maximum protection from flak and point-defense fire, allowing them to drop their payloads upon the fleet whilst taking minimal losses.

"All attack craft, pull back to form a screen." His eyes scanned the screen, noting the recent arrival of his droid's fleet (@TD-30). "Nice to see you, TeeDee. Give 'em hell."