Rexus Drath
Well-Known Member
Location: Kashyyyk forest
Objective: Pre game dialoge
Enemies: [member="Raymond Mosses"] [member="Bottlecap"] [member="Willam Forlon"] [member="stardust"] [member="Ali Hadrix"] [member="Turin Val Kur"] [member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Rafeesh"] [member="Mantic Dorn"] [member="Corvus Raaf"]
With the Trandoshans fighting and holding as long as they could the twenty hunters were unfortunately no match for the powers of three force masters and their students. Falling one by one out of the trees or being sliced to pieces on the ground the men had tallied their final life score and were sent up to the goddess in the sky. After a few minutes the forest around the firefight went dark and only the sounds of sabers humming were left, the Republic had won that little skirmish. But there was no mistake that this wasn't over yet, the republic forces were on the fringe of the shadowlands and deeper into the forest the wound of the darkside only grew stronger and stronger.
Blood flowed on the table in rivers through its grooves, beautiful tapestries of sacrifice and evil being painted red from the blood of the innocent. The spell was almost charged and the the darkside around the table was pouring off in visible waves of black and purple smoke, and atop the table there was the entity of the hour.
Requiem stood atop the table, in their hand he held a bloodied dagger that had sigils and runes carved into it, with a tight grip on it the dark entity lifted their hands up into the air to show their blood stained body to the other wookie children that were forced to stay there from the last of the remaining trandoshan hunters. The republic were gaining ground and they would be upon the table soon, this had to be pulled off now before it was too late. The nexus was forming and that power was starting to reach critical mass.
Objective: Pre game dialoge
Enemies: [member="Raymond Mosses"] [member="Bottlecap"] [member="Willam Forlon"] [member="stardust"] [member="Ali Hadrix"] [member="Turin Val Kur"] [member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Rafeesh"] [member="Mantic Dorn"] [member="Corvus Raaf"]
With the Trandoshans fighting and holding as long as they could the twenty hunters were unfortunately no match for the powers of three force masters and their students. Falling one by one out of the trees or being sliced to pieces on the ground the men had tallied their final life score and were sent up to the goddess in the sky. After a few minutes the forest around the firefight went dark and only the sounds of sabers humming were left, the Republic had won that little skirmish. But there was no mistake that this wasn't over yet, the republic forces were on the fringe of the shadowlands and deeper into the forest the wound of the darkside only grew stronger and stronger.
Blood flowed on the table in rivers through its grooves, beautiful tapestries of sacrifice and evil being painted red from the blood of the innocent. The spell was almost charged and the the darkside around the table was pouring off in visible waves of black and purple smoke, and atop the table there was the entity of the hour.
Requiem stood atop the table, in their hand he held a bloodied dagger that had sigils and runes carved into it, with a tight grip on it the dark entity lifted their hands up into the air to show their blood stained body to the other wookie children that were forced to stay there from the last of the remaining trandoshan hunters. The republic were gaining ground and they would be upon the table soon, this had to be pulled off now before it was too late. The nexus was forming and that power was starting to reach critical mass.