Darth Abyss
Eldritch
Maramere, Point Modie - Backroom of the Silver Cloud Cantina - Three Hours Earlier
The Black Assassin moved his hand, and the dirt and filth of the galaxy moved in unison. Each of the four shadows that stood on top of the secret society that had served the sith as silent killers throughout the ages had their own ways and methods, their own brand of darkness. Darth Abyss, the Black Assassin and Aspect of Famine was an odd being. Hollow metal held together by eldricth alchemy and uncontrolled obsession that mirrored a creature which was expected to mindlessly hunt the living until nothing but endless darkness was left of the galaxy.
Yet Abyss was far more than that, a master of shadows that had no connection the assassins at all. Under the moniker of Prophet the entity had risen to become a notorious major player of the underworld that always came out on top by anticipating his enemies every moves. The connections forged through his unique position had more than once served the assassins in various ways, and today the Black would move his hand once more.
The Silver Cloud was one of the more well known cantinas inside of Point Modie, the capital of Maramere. Inside the main room various patrons were seated, downing their drinks in the dim light of the rundown bar, but in the back something far more twisted was taking place.
"Any questions?"
As the echo of his otherworldly voice faded the Black stepped away from the holoprojector behind him, the image of the private fortress that would be today's target slowly fading. It was not a simple plan, but it also wasn't a simple target. Stygium was a rare material, and no matter where you went, it was near impossible to gather a sufficient amount without a complex operation.
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Maramere, Near Point Moide - Pirvate Fortress - Now
"The Prophet I assume? I'm most pleased to meet you, I have heard much praise for your work on Malachor."
Derek Carodes was surprisingly small for a Muun, only standing a few inches higher then the husk in front of him. The expensive clothes and various rings on his hand tried their best to project an image of wealth and influence, but Abyss knew all to well that the alien was only a lowly cutthroat that was banned from the Banking Clans and had amassed his wealth through extortion of the Stygium miners. Not that he had any problems with that, from a moral standpoint, but the Muun was far from a trusty businessman which was why he had decided to simply take all he had instead of making a deal, including his wealth, his crystals and his life.
"I am pleased as well Mr. Carodes. Good allies are hard to come by these days."
The husk shook the hand of the alien before turning around the survey the area. Various guests had gathered, enjoying the drinks and food served by the less then legal Twi'lek "waitresses" that resides on the fortress. A bith band was playing a slow tune as the sun was about to touch the horizon in its fall.
Neither of these things particularly interested Abyss. His figurative eye was locked on the guards patrolling the outer walls, the dormant Droidekas and B2 Super Battle Droids hidden behind closed doors. Rumors even said that the office from where the vault could be opened were guarded by a collection of IG-100 MagnaGuards.
Silently the husk waited for more of the Assassins to join to the festivities, until enough had gathered to give the call. Soon chaos would be unleashed above the fortress.
OOC
The Black Assassin moved his hand, and the dirt and filth of the galaxy moved in unison. Each of the four shadows that stood on top of the secret society that had served the sith as silent killers throughout the ages had their own ways and methods, their own brand of darkness. Darth Abyss, the Black Assassin and Aspect of Famine was an odd being. Hollow metal held together by eldricth alchemy and uncontrolled obsession that mirrored a creature which was expected to mindlessly hunt the living until nothing but endless darkness was left of the galaxy.
Yet Abyss was far more than that, a master of shadows that had no connection the assassins at all. Under the moniker of Prophet the entity had risen to become a notorious major player of the underworld that always came out on top by anticipating his enemies every moves. The connections forged through his unique position had more than once served the assassins in various ways, and today the Black would move his hand once more.
The Silver Cloud was one of the more well known cantinas inside of Point Modie, the capital of Maramere. Inside the main room various patrons were seated, downing their drinks in the dim light of the rundown bar, but in the back something far more twisted was taking place.
"Any questions?"
As the echo of his otherworldly voice faded the Black stepped away from the holoprojector behind him, the image of the private fortress that would be today's target slowly fading. It was not a simple plan, but it also wasn't a simple target. Stygium was a rare material, and no matter where you went, it was near impossible to gather a sufficient amount without a complex operation.
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Maramere, Near Point Moide - Pirvate Fortress - Now
"The Prophet I assume? I'm most pleased to meet you, I have heard much praise for your work on Malachor."
Derek Carodes was surprisingly small for a Muun, only standing a few inches higher then the husk in front of him. The expensive clothes and various rings on his hand tried their best to project an image of wealth and influence, but Abyss knew all to well that the alien was only a lowly cutthroat that was banned from the Banking Clans and had amassed his wealth through extortion of the Stygium miners. Not that he had any problems with that, from a moral standpoint, but the Muun was far from a trusty businessman which was why he had decided to simply take all he had instead of making a deal, including his wealth, his crystals and his life.
"I am pleased as well Mr. Carodes. Good allies are hard to come by these days."
The husk shook the hand of the alien before turning around the survey the area. Various guests had gathered, enjoying the drinks and food served by the less then legal Twi'lek "waitresses" that resides on the fortress. A bith band was playing a slow tune as the sun was about to touch the horizon in its fall.
Neither of these things particularly interested Abyss. His figurative eye was locked on the guards patrolling the outer walls, the dormant Droidekas and B2 Super Battle Droids hidden behind closed doors. Rumors even said that the office from where the vault could be opened were guarded by a collection of IG-100 MagnaGuards.
Silently the husk waited for more of the Assassins to join to the festivities, until enough had gathered to give the call. Soon chaos would be unleashed above the fortress.
OOC
Objectives:
-The SA, under the guise of being a criminal syndicate, have gained an invitation to a private party hosted right above a vault filled with Stygium. The Fortress build above his heavily secured by guards, droids and automated defenses. A group of disposable mercenaries was hired to hit the party to create a diversion.
Team A: Chaos
-Taking up the invitation Team A is tasked with hiding under the guests until the attack hits. Once chaos breaks out Team A has to use the diversion to open up the Vault from the inside, while staying in cover as long as possible. The Vault control is located in the main office.
-Bonus Goals:
1. Disrupt Communications: Underground Bunkers holding reinforcements are scattered around the fortress. The Comm Room is at the highest point of the fortress and heavily guarded. Once disabled reinforcements will die down
2. Disrupt the Droid Command. Located above the vault is the digital Center of the Fortress. The path is littered with traps and digital countermeasures. Once disabled the droid forces will follow suit.
Team B: Level the Vault
-Only a secret underground tunnel outside the fortress leads into the entrance room of the Vault. The main door is guarded through both energy and physical shields and can not be opened from the outside. The path is heavily patrolled by guards and droids. Team B has to reach the Vault, while making as less noise as possible to not trip of more security.
[member="Darth Ophidia"] [member="Darth Lykos"] [member="Krest"] [member="Leliana"]
-The SA, under the guise of being a criminal syndicate, have gained an invitation to a private party hosted right above a vault filled with Stygium. The Fortress build above his heavily secured by guards, droids and automated defenses. A group of disposable mercenaries was hired to hit the party to create a diversion.
Team A: Chaos
-Taking up the invitation Team A is tasked with hiding under the guests until the attack hits. Once chaos breaks out Team A has to use the diversion to open up the Vault from the inside, while staying in cover as long as possible. The Vault control is located in the main office.
-Bonus Goals:
1. Disrupt Communications: Underground Bunkers holding reinforcements are scattered around the fortress. The Comm Room is at the highest point of the fortress and heavily guarded. Once disabled reinforcements will die down
2. Disrupt the Droid Command. Located above the vault is the digital Center of the Fortress. The path is littered with traps and digital countermeasures. Once disabled the droid forces will follow suit.
Team B: Level the Vault
-Only a secret underground tunnel outside the fortress leads into the entrance room of the Vault. The main door is guarded through both energy and physical shields and can not be opened from the outside. The path is heavily patrolled by guards and droids. Team B has to reach the Vault, while making as less noise as possible to not trip of more security.
[member="Darth Ophidia"] [member="Darth Lykos"] [member="Krest"] [member="Leliana"]