Ozymandias
The Galactic Alliance has fought a desperate war to hold control of the Ado Sector, but with its supply lines cut off, it has begun to struggle under the logistical weight of war. While the Jedi Strike Force meant to cripple the Sith’s own infrastructure had been broken in their vain attempt at breaking the war machine, the First Legion, Darth Empyrean’s own force led by the Mors Mon, began to move its fleets on their preordained warpath.
First came the breaking of the Var Hagen sector, as its numerous worlds were subjugated to the dead Emperor’s might. Vondarc and Alakatha burned, each in their own right, as they were stripped of their freedoms and subjugated to the wake of Empyrean’s dreadnought. The Inquisition followed closely behind his Legion as it marched from planet to planet, driving entire populations into subservience to the Sith and their goals.
It was at Woostri that a fallback force had formed, carefully drawing a line in the sand of the Rimma Trade Route. The Alliance held vast amounts of equipment, manpower, and ships in reserves - for years it had been the dominant power in the galaxy, and it called upon its resources to stop the Sith surge north. The Woostrians, intelligent and industrious, aided in this effort - as they saw the chaos of the Sith’s Empire, that lack of order, the violence in every step it took from the shadows.
Automated defenses had been activated, great towers of protection domed their cities in shields for the coming bombardments, and orbital cannons calibrated their aim in the final moments before the battle began. The 10th Sector Armada 'Dawnflower Star' stood poised and ready to stop the Dead God’s Chariot in its tracks, and all the Alliance and the Empire looked to Woostri for the first signs of where this war would go.
A victory could mean a short war in the Sith’s favor, but a loss spelt out that this would be a long and violently costly war fought tooth and nail for the inch.
Both prepare their ships, and as the last mechanisms begin to come to life, the Force began its screech - a terrible sound, victimized and abused the Force wretched as the Mors Mon ripped reality in its favor. One hundred and twenty kilometers of war trudged from a gash in space that stood even larger, white tinged and frayed as it struggled to sustain itself. Around the great ship, a storm began to form as large as a moon, and its docking bays began to release its battlecruisers.
Objective One: Autonomy
Woostri has formed in its molten core a great series of complex automated defense measures to protect the world from invasions just like this. Deep in the ocean, at depths many fathoms lower than any had dared tread, stood the primary control center for all of Woostri’s defenses. It was here that a gathering of Woostri’s highest experts in military technology prepared themselves for a long siege - kept aloft by their tactical mindset, and logical aptitude.
But the alarms came just as the last tram made its way there and shut down. Sonar had begun to pick up the presence of foreign, undefined, and unknown vessels descending at a rapid pace. They fluctuated in size, a clear indication of faulty sensor masking according to one of the Woostrian Experts. It would prove correct as the initial interception droids were eliminated one by one - only for six great shapes to form on the screens.
The Sith had launched siege submersibles from orbit, great diving vessels meant for this exact defense. The Woostrians send out an all-hands call for roaming fleets and wolf packs to intercept, but the Sith trudge ever closer. If the Central Control Unit is compromised, if it is lost to the Sith, the entire world could have its defenses begin to shut down and fail.
Sith: Latch onto the ocean floor facility, and carve your way into its belly. You need to take control of this facility and turn its guns onto the Alliance fleet in orbit - anything less than victory will mean innumerable casualties.
Alliance: If the Woostrian Complex falls, it could spell the end of the Alliance’s well-planned advantage. The Woostrians cry out for their wolf packs to intercept these siege ships, but you know sooner or later the Sith will have one land. Hold them off for as long as you can, and if they touch foot on the base - make sure it's their last.
Objective Two: Dread
The Mors Mon has ripped itself into existence within striking range of the Alliance ships, but it has not come alone. A dozen battlecruisers, numerous Star Destroyers, any number of smaller support vessels - they pour out of its great hangers and dry docks, ready to strike and break the fleets of the Alliance. Ships of both sides began to cross the astronavigational barrier that had become the Storm.
Automated fleet elements have been prepared to drive back the Mors Mon to whatever Nether Hell it had crawled from, but there has never been a beast like the Star Dreadnought to hunt in the Galaxy. Its guns have been turned against critical targets - and it must be stopped before it can let its cannons find where they need to aim outside the storm. Minutes to decide the lives of thousands, if not millions.
Engage with the enemy, break their ships and send them careening into the great oceans below. Let this battle create a new watery grave, to always mark their failures.
Sith: Protect the Mors Mon from the Alliance. It has dropped on top of their defenses to ensure maximum damage can be done as fast as possible - but it is vulnerable, as the Alliance has brought a fleet meant to stop it in its tracks. Make sure this fleet knows their efforts are otiose, for the Mors Mon’s march is inexorable.
Alliance: The Sith have dropped too close to the planet, and the Mors Mon has spread its suffocating storm in all directions, even spreading it to the world below, causing hurricanes to form in its wake. You must stop the Mors Mon from readying its guns as all sensor information has shown its focus is on critical points of command - bridges, planetary relay stations, and generators visible to it. Drive the beast back to Jutrand with a scar for its efforts.
Objective Three: Knowledge
Woostri has only a few cities still on its surface, and each is populated by billions of automated servants and industries. As a result of its great efforts in automation, Woostri has formed itself into the pleasure world of its sector, only challenged by Alakatha. Until Alakatha burned, and the Sith stood on their doorstep.
Now, they’ve come for more than the Jedi, but the archives of the Woostrians. Data slates in the counts of trillions - Woostri had positioned itself as one of the greatest worlds in the galaxy for research, recording critical data, and pulling many thousands of years of census information. It is critical infrastructure for any Empire to have, and the Sith intend to take it even if they do not take the world.
The hurricanes in the oceans have built up to their highest categories, and their edges have begun to rip at the cities that yet remain above water. Rain falling like bullets, winds that could strip the skin, there was no comfort to be found as it roared eternally over the sounds of orbital guns firing in desperation. It was only the sirens, moaning and drawn out, that told those gathered in Gopsthal that the Sith had used the cover of the storms to drop transport ships onto the city.
Adonis Class Transports flew in by the dozens, First Legionnaires fought violently the second they took their first steps onto the world. All these combined attacks, fighting automated emplacements and droid soldiers, pointed in only one direction - the Central Archive and Computation Building. It was a complex many stories tall, nearing the edges of the world’s atmosphere and holding the largest of Woostri’s administration Mega’puters.
As more guns come online, more droids are deployed, and more streets are turned into warzones - the armies of the Alliance and Sith begin to meet.
Sith: Within those walls lies the greatest cache of information in the Galaxy second to Coruscant - and it must be taken. So critical is this information, that even the failure to hold the world would mean nothing by comparison to holding that data. Uplink the facility to the Mors Mon and the super AI ‘Typhojem’, and seed the Alliance’s death in the research covering thousands of years.
Alliance: The Sith have embarked on Gopsthal to take its leadership from the source. They are moving to the central control units that govern the world, and with them - the databases of trillions. Entire worlds across the Galaxy used this facility as a means to keep themselves efficient. The loss of this information could give the Sith an advantage that will be hard to get back - but more importantly, the eradication of this data could mean the Alliance would face an economic crisis as thousands of planetary stock exchanges and trade networks would go dark.
OOC Notes:
Ally slots must be requested and will be approved by the Admin teams of each respective faction.
An optional invasion posting template has been made for this invasion and you can grab the code here:
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