Shadows of the Empire: The Dominion Dom of Helska IV and Paxin Sul

[Dunames Lopez]

Objective 1
Post: 13/25

The hoversleds used to gather local materials to build the spaceport terminal were soon returning, while realizing that the end result will look as if an Ewok architectural firm was hired to build the terminal. Here it amounts to building a village around the spaceport on that island. They returned with a few dozen kempas trees in tow, still rather raw, and eerily resembling those harvested on Lanteeb.

"That's not a whole lot but enough to get started" the island team leader reported.

"Get started to cut that stuff down to size" Dunames ordered.

 

[Bartic Myth'rand]

Post 2
Location: Pax Insul
Objective: Establish a mining colony

Bartic had needed to bring [member="Nicademus Blith"] into the creation of the colony, the CEC lacked sufficient resources Dominion space to compete such a large task in a timely manner. The two companies needed to expand into Dominion space and both needed material to operate once they entered into contracts with the Dominion government, mutual growth and profit was one of the things that would make the two companies that were destined to be harsh competitors to work together. In tune with the old phrase 'Speak of the devil' the ship carrying Mr. Blith appeared on sensors.

Bartic spoke to his comms officer, "Hail them, and put me through the Nicademus Blith, I'll take this in my office."

[member="Nicademus Blith"]

 

[Dunames Lopez]

Objective 1
Post: 14/25

Now that the kempas trees were processed much as they would in an improvised sawmill, the smallwood was kept in reserve for roofing, while the rustic terminal was being built on its duracrete sill plate after the were hastily dried in a process akin to some sort of sawdust-powered kiln used in sawmills. Meanwhile, Dunames realized that this makeshift spaceport was going to suffice for the time being, with very little to expect beyond the very basics: there would be one FBO (fixed-base operator) operating on that planet. And only one: that was better than what the Primeval actually tried to do: in Dunames' mind, they were there mostly to destroy spaceports, not to build them.

"That's better than I would expect of an uninhabited planet, but on the other hand, it would provide a near-perfect hideout for smugglers operating in Dominion space"

"May Pax Insul serve as a training base for Neimoidian Yacht pilots then: usually, pilots that can pilot Neimoidian Yachts can also pilot AT-AT barges, but we need some additional housing to host the pilot trainees"

 

[Riamah]

As soon as hole large enough for the two of them to pass through was opened, Dune grabbed Ra by the back of the cloak and jammed her through. He started going through clothing, lockers anything to help them accomplish escaping with their hides intact. Seeing what he was going, she started looking around as well, but didn't find anything. He had though.

Just as Dune found the activation sequence for the self-destruct, the droids broke through the door. There were about twelve of the little droids and another half a dozen of the bigger ones. Ra eyes opened wide in a terror she couldn't hide and let out a tremendous roaring scream. It was nothing like she had ever done before, fear controlled her and the howl destroyed all the type one droids and two of the type two. The other four kept coming.

She ran along with Dune, keeping up with the fear pushing her past what she had done before. The fear gave her fuel needed to keep running.

They came to another crossway and with a doorway straight a head and two hallways on either side. Not bothering to look down the hallways, Ra dashed over to the door, slamming against it to burst through.

"Ahh!"

The door splintered when she crashed through and she ended up going face first in the pristine and undisturbed snow on the backside of the compound. The speed of her fall knocked the wind out of her for a moment, but she quickly regained her feet to just keep running.

[member="Dune Rhur"]

 

[Darth Exode]

Location: Heslka IV
Objective: Survival
Nearby: [member="Grace Darkson"] | [member="Darth Rage"] | [member="Cairyn Midore"]
Posts: 3

Ravana realised that this was a similar beast to Korriban, but perhaps a bit more intense. Ravana didn't attempt to wrap herself in the Force, like Grace had done, for the simple reason, the she didn't have that level of control, and if she tried, she would end up creating a Force Wave that would hit everyone. So instead, she soldiered on, and just kept walking, focused on reaching her goal, the Shelter that was Kilometres away.

 

[Nicademus Blith]

Nicademus had arrived to inspect the progress of the job, it appeared [member="Bartic Myth'rand"] was here too, as he received a hail came in. It said that it was from Bartic himself, Nicademus would be obliged to answer, they were working together on this project, and it most likely was highly important to the development of the project. Nicademus had the hail routed through to the passenger cabin of the shuttle he was in. He was completely alone, he had nobody to love, and nobody to care about, at least not right now.

He clicked on the comms speaker put next to him, answering the hail.

"Hello Bartic, how are things? Im just here to get a grasp on how the project is developing."

 

[Dunames Lopez]

Objective 1
Post: 15/25

Dunames was pleased with the level of progress that was made with the compound, where the kempas was being worked on in the premises, with the little twigs assembled in a dense netting that would be used for the roofing. Oh and the duracrete dried pretty quickly, so that the sheets of metal that were to become a hypermatter reservoir were swiftly assembled: a reservoir containing 1000 cubic meters of hypermatter would last the spaceport for months, if not years. With the landing pad large enough for an AT-AT barge... that might have been more like a last-resort spaceport for the stranded.

 

[Dune Rhur]

The Bith was temporarily deafened when Ra let out a terrible scream. He stumbled out through the hole the sonic blast had created. In that moment he scarcely felt the cold of Helska IV. He scrambled on hands and knees away.

He couldn't hear anything just then but need drove him onward. Dune made it back to his feet and began a lurching run. He didn't know exactly how long they had but they needed as much space as possible. Behind him he didn't remember that there was now less than a minute.

As they scrambled away the first of the droids began piling out.

22/27

 

[Grace Darkson]

Location: Helska IV
Objective: Sith Stuffs
Nearby: [member="Cairyn Midore"] | [member="Darth Rage"] | [member="Darth Exode"]
Posts: 4

The Vahla gave a small shake of her head at the youth. Apparently, Cairyn didn't like being called a kid. Interesting. "Fun will also spend your energy faster." She snapped back, trying her hardest to hide her smile. Denying the child the enjoyment he craved was something that would help temper that overly hyper spirit. She needed him focused on the power available to him, rather than whatever shiny distraction was available. That was something an enemy could exploit. So she would make it so he had nothing but the icy winds.

The sun sank lower and lower on the horizon as the child's songs grew more and more discordant. Still, Grace didn't slow. Her right hand moved to rub the scar on her neck, and a shiver ran down her spine. Just how different are we now, Master?

 

[Riamah]

Out of the corner of her eye, Ra spied Dune stumbling out of the building as well and along side her. The brightness of the snow almost blinded her because it had been so dim inside the base.

Her eyes adjusted after about thirty seconds and she turned to look behind for just a moment. The droids were still coming after them, but the numbers were a little less. The blood pumping in her ears blocked out most sound around her and it was actually silent. The only sounds currently were her and Dune's breathing and running.

Ra stopped in her tracks and sent another very broad force push against those droids, hoping to knock them down and allow them that much more time to escape. She turned her back again to the compound, the blaring of the self-destruct was coming to a conclusion, but she could not hear it.

Using some of the last reserves of her Force, she reached out, grabbed Dune and threw him to the ground. Her cloak had never been damaged by anything in all her life and she hoped it would protect them now. Covering them both, the building exploded behind them, taking the entire compound and those droids she had just pushed back into the side.

She lay there breathing hard, laying on top of Dune. This mission had worn her to the core and she didn't know if she had the strength to even get up again.

[member="Dune Rhur"]

 

[Dune Rhur]

Dune lay there for a moment with his apprentice shielding him. They both were breathing hard in the snow. He gathered himself enough to begin laughing in spite of himself. They were alive.

"Well then," he said "Somehow that worked."

He stopped for a moment and grumbled.

"This weather is abysmal. Let's get out of her...in a moment...."

 

[Riamah]

Post 22

The debris from the explosion settled around them, her cloak had done the job it was designed for and kept them safe. It was covered in snow and dust now, but under the grime, it looked just as new as it always did.

Dune started laughing under her and said it had worked and grumbled that the weather was abysmal.

Rolling off her master now that the worst of the debris was done falling, Ra rolled onto her back and looked up at the cloudy sky. Taking a deep and centering breath, she sat up after a few minutes and held her hand down to assist Dune to his feet.

Slowly, they made their way back to the shuttle they had brought and Ra tiredly piloted it up and away from Helska IV.

 

[Cairyn Midore]

"Doo dootdoot doo doo- Then I'll just make someone carry me." At this point he was just arguing for arguing's sake. It was better than doing anything physical, apparently. It was a nuisance, a complete waste of time, as far has he was concerned. "So what's the point in this silly little training thing? Are you trying to weed out the weak ones in the group 'cause if that's the case, you coulda just said so. I can point out the weak links." Also known as all potential Sith, not including himself.

[member="Grace Darkson"] [member="Darth Exode"] [member="Darth Rage"]

 

[Dunames Lopez]

Objective 1
Post: 16/25

"Are you sure we paid our bills to Meran Mechanics? I would hate to be falling behind on our bills"

"After all we did on Trian, Gravlex Med, Hijarna, Taris, Gilaria and now Pax Insul, that's going to be one heck of a bill" the accounts payable technician warned.

"Which bills are paid and which ones aren't?"

"The bills from Trian and Hijarna have been but Gravlex Med, Taris, Gilaria and Pax Insul haven't"

All the bills from Subterrel and older have been paid in full, but the financial aspect of the megaproject consisting in rebuilding the spaceports in Primeval-land Before Star Tours came in, only a handful of spaceports were rebuilt, now nearly all of them have been, with the exception of Mirial of course. Yet the cost of building a half-dozen spaceports (Serenno was that one spaceport for which there was no involvement from Meran Mechanics) in Primeval space caused the bills to balloon, from Chiloon Rift Duracrete, a favorite in Primeval-land, Mara TibX Fuels for the hypermatter, and outside Primeval-land, this project was criticized as a vanity project, even in First Order-land, where Star Tours otherwise had the most presence.

 

[Nyos Val]

Pax Insul
Post 1
BYOA

Marrik was descending upon the world of Pax Insul, a tropical planet with many mysteries. Marrik wished to investigate these things. He'd brought along a few Nightbrother Initiates. They'd be learning the ropes of being a Hunter. Both in spirit and through combat.

As the shuttle dropped out of hyperspace, Marrik assembled his trainees.

"We will be touching down in five minutes. Grab your packs and weapons. Be prepared for anything."

"Yes chieftain!" A chorus of replies echoed the shuttle.

 

[Alyson Halle]

Alyson had been tasked with hunting down a vile and disgusting Hutt slaver who had been wreaking havoc across Dominion space, a stop had to be put to him and his slave ring, at any cost. The DSB had been able to track down the Hutt to Pax Insul, and Alyson had been sent in to stop him. He had built a massive treasure palace on the tropical paradise, it contained all of his material wealth, and held hundreds of slaves to be sold and bought as the Hutt please. It sickened Alyson, slavery was the worst crime somebody could commit in her eyes, this Hutt had to be stopped.

The DNV Heavenly Spire dropped out of hyperspace over the system with its companion fleet. The Mephirium-Class Battlecruiser would provide the firepower needed to prevent anyone from leaving the planet should things go south, which they were going to, that was a guarantee. Alyson got her guard unit together, it would not need too large of a force, as the Hutt had not hired too much of a substantial force, it would probably only need a small detachment of 200 men to completely clear out the castle, it was now time to strike. The shuttle loaded on their contents and began to take off for the surface below, it was time to end this Hutt for good.

[member="Daclen Sint"]

 

[Daclen Sint]

Alyson had been tasked with hunting down a vile and disgusting Hutt slaver who had been wreaking havoc across Dominion space, a stop had to be put to him and his slave ring, at any cost. The DSB had been able to track down the Hutt to Pax Insul, and Alyson had been sent in to stop him. He had built a massive treasure palace on the tropical paradise, it contained all of his material wealth, and held hundreds of slaves to be sold and bought as the Hutt please. It sickened Alyson, slavery was the worst crime somebody could commit in her eyes, this Hutt had to be stopped.

The DNV Heavenly Spire dropped out of hyperspace over the system with its companion fleet. The Mephirium-Class Battlecruiser would provide the firepower needed to prevent anyone from leaving the planet should things go south, which they were going to, that was a guarantee. Alyson got her guard unit together, it would not need too large of a force, as the Hutt had not hired too much of a substantial force, it would probably only need a small detachment of 200 men to completely clear out the castle, it was now time to strike. The shuttle loaded on their contents and began to take off for the surface below, it was time to end this Hutt for good.

[member="Daclen Sint"]

Daclen was standing beside his master, not really interested in the dealings of the disgusting slug, his only job was too keep him alive. Then the alarm started going off, "Report!" Daclen shouted as he started to walk towards the control room. It could be nothing, just other pirates or raiders, They werent exactly a smart bunch. The monitors showed an incoming ship. "Activate the turrets and point defense, force them to the ground"
Several turrets opened up outside and started firing, The illegal tech rapidly making a mess of the shuttles shields and blowing its engine. Daclen watched "Send two detachments to take care of any survivors". Daclen would only get involved with the fight if it happened to make it inside the compound, but something felt off about this raid.
His armor was freshly cleaned as were his blades, the double blade was a gift from the hutts for his service, 'not that he had a choice', But at least it was an expensive gift. "Prepare a raid party to follow up!" he commanded and several of the men ran to get the speeders prepared.

 

[Alyson Halle]

Bad situations were common in the military, this was one of those bad situations. The Hutt saw them coming, and proceeded to activate the point defence cannons, turns out shuttles were not designed to survive this sort of abuse, shuttles dropped like flies, two of them were gunned down almost instantly, luckily the rest were able to take evasive manuevers and deliver their cargo, however, one of the two downed Shuttles contained Alyson. The shuttle had its engines shot out, with flaming, non functioning engines, the ship quickly dropped like a stone.

"WE CANT HOLD HER! WERE GOING DOWN! THIS IS DELTA ECHO ALPHA DELTA TWO SIX SIX! WE ARE GOING DOWN!" The ship crashed into a clean, sandy beach, the pilots died.

Before the ship crashed Alyson projected a bubble of force energy around her and a few others nearby, it was enough to save them from dying, but not enough to protect them from injury. Alyson was mostly untouched, she had a few cuts but she was okay. One of her men got off with a broken arm, but the rest seemed good enough to fight, everyone else in the shuttle had died on impact. Alyson unhooked her lighsaber and cut her way out of the burning shuttle, it had crimpled like a bag of chips, the doors were unusable, it was the only way out. The hull cut easy enough, and she jumped out using the force, lifting the 5 men still living out, they hopped onto the sandy beach, observing the huge trail of destruction the ship left.

"We still have a job to do, lets get to that castle." She said

[member="Daclen Sint"]

 

[Dunames Lopez]

Objective 1
Post: 17/25

Star Tours has been beneficial as a whole in this region, she could be sure of it. But the accounts payable technician made the payments in the nick of time, to ensure that there would be no problems down the road. With that said, there isn't a whole lot of money left, and the company's chief financial controller for the Primeval region, a Neimoidian male, open a comm channel to Dunames to inform her of his displeasure regarding the whole enterprise, from his office on Cademimu:

"You, boss, will lead the operations in the Primeval region to ruin! Expenditures are going out of control for the scope of expansion you are pursuing!" the controller yelled at Dunames, in anger.

"I understand your anger but recouping the expenses, in the transportation industry, is not something that can be achieved in a quarter or two" she explained, even with the stack of bills being flashed by the accounts payable technician.

 

[Nyos Val]

Pax Insul / The Hidden Isle
Post 2
BYOA

Once on the surface, Marrik and the three Initiates left the shuttle on the coast of the Hidden Isles. Here Marrik turned to his men and addressed them...


Now, we are here to test your skills as warriors, as well as possible Hunters. This means, I will not be engaging as we go along unless something absolutely needs my intervention. Are we clear?

Yes, Chieftain.

Good, now, this world holds many secrets, some that even I do not know. We will be going inland from here. Keep your eyes up, ears open, and use any abilities you have. I will be monitoring from a vantage point. Let's move.