The Chorus of Chaos (Dominion Dom of Mandalore Hex)

[Lunarius Admonis]

[media]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eC6OKIYXBxQ[/media]​

[SIZE=11pt]Lunarius stared out over the barren land his troops had militarized with trenches and fortified emplacements. Battle priest waved their Thuribles low to the ground spreading their holy smoke along the lines. They said prayers to Mephirium and blessed soldiers with the “Rite of Battle”. The chill wind whistled listlessly as it swept through the battlefield. Bannermen raised companies of soldiers to their designated attack vectors. Waving the flags of their cohorts high into the sky rallying the troops around them. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]Lunarius had planned a three pronged blitz. The city would be assaulted on three fronts by a thousand troopers each. Everything was divided evenly between the assault lines. The AT-AT would be heading the charge. Tanks would support the walkers at the front while the AT-ST’s brought up the rear. A thousand troops would remain behind to keep the beachhead secure to cover in the event of a tactical retreat. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]Lunarius listened to his bard and nodded as the man spoke. “Yes hail Mephirium,” he said while a priest mounted two battle banners on his back. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]Sacred flags of one’s company. To lose your flag in battle was the ultimate disgrace. Which is why during battle Lunarius’s personal cohort would launch their flag into the middle of the field. Their zeal would drive them forward as they fought their hardest to be the first to reclaim the holy relic. The battle monks finished their prayers and took up position with their squads and began to sing gregorian chant. Thrubiles were replaced with blaster rifles and the priest robes swayed gracefully over their battle armor.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]Lunarius took place at the head of his cohort and began to march. “Bard, play Mephiriums chosen,” Lunarius laughed joyfully.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]Despite the chill wind the sun had managed to break through the ash stricken clouds of Mandalore and graced the holy Dominion army with it’s presence. The priest had conferred and taken it as a good omen. Mephirium fought with them today.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]The chanting of the priest dwindled momentarily as the AT-AT’s great thundering footsteps drowned out all noise. They stomped forward and began to bombard the city with blaster cannons and high grade explosives. The men remained stoic as the first sounds of battle pierced the air and the priest chants continued. They feared no death for they knew their souls were eternal in His name. Lunarius’s legion was on the move.[/SIZE]

 

[Judah Lesan]

Location: Concord Dawn - Northern Hemisphere
Allies: DW/Mandos et al
Enemies: Dominion et al
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Aden had been working in the field when [member="Mesh'la Dral"] hopped in the speeder she'd been using and took off. She was in her armor which had Aden concerned. He dropped what he was doing and ran into their home, donned his own blue and gray armor, and followed after her. A sniper rifle was kept on his speeder at all times, and since he was on a speeder bike he knew he'd catch up. It was nothing compared to the times Strider had made him keep up.

They pulled into the Munin homestead not that far apart. Mesh'la ran in while Aden grabbed his rifle and slung it over his shoulder. He'd walked in about the time his riduur had been asking about what was happening. They'd both been pulled from work, so this had better have been good.

"You made me follow this speed demon, so this had better be important," Aden added. He didn't know Lok well, but the reputation around him was trouble. His helmet had been clipped to his armor the entire time. Hopefully Mesh'la hadn't noticed.

 

[Zef Halo]

WORLD GUARDIAN SHIELD HAS BEEN ACTIVATED. ​

TIME LEFT UNTIL IT COVERS THE WHOLE PLANET: 25 MINUTES​

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[member="The Librarian"] | [member="Lunarius Admonis"] | [member="Ardgal Raxis"] | [member="Alice Tal'verda"] | [member="Olivia Dem'adas"] | [member="The Slave"] | [member="Alkor Centaris"] | [member="HK-36"] | [member="Mishka Larraq"] | [member="Darth Sarcophago"] | [member="Atheus"] | [member="Darth Morzas"] | @Kalius Aegras | [member="Ignus"] | [member="Jagen Wren"] | [member="Dune Rhur"]​

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MANDALORE
Make it hell for the enemies
Allies: Death Watch ([member="Gharis Vevut"] ; [member="Meraal Vaun"])
Enemies: Aruetii ; [member="The Slave"] Soon.png

Vevut was slowly making progress, so that was a good thing for their efforts. Perhaps this place was not as damaged as they first believed it was. Yet, there was still time to make a final conclusion on that. Vaun seemed ecstatic about the shield going up and setting up their defensive perimeters across the facility.

Jaig lowered his rifle down as he observed the scanners come to live. They showed nothing. He wondered for how long. The Rise of Mandalore was beneficial for Death Watch's efforts. It had given them time to entrench themselves, to set up while the rest slaughtered each other - Death Watch prepared.

They were few, indeed. At their height, they had been a lot. Enough to challenge the rule of the Alor council and the Clans. A dangerous foe to the Mandalorians more than it was for any aruetii. Things had changed, though. Changed a lot and not only today where they acted as a shield to the Mando'a against the aruetii aggressors. No. Change had occurred some time ago.

After numerous skirmishes with the clans, the Death Watch was finally brought on their knees at the battle of Agamar where newly proclaimed Ra Vizsla saw the remains of Death Watch plead loyalty to his name. It was a reconciliation between brothers as the Death Watch returned in the fold of the Mandalorians under the righteous Mand'alor.

The path was long and full of obstacles. Even until now, Death Watch faced scrutiny from other Mandalorians. Yet, the rise of Aryn Spar as leader of the Death Watch and their full support by Ra Vizsla, the previous Mand'alor, paved a new way for the Death Watch. To become a symbol of repentance for the previous incarnation's mistakes and errors. But Mandalorians did not recognize repentance with words but with actions, so Spar took to prove that the Death Watch was a shield of Mandalorians, or a weapon, depends how one sees it. After a series of raids against Mandalorian enemies such as the One Sith and the Galactic Republic, Death Watch emerged pivotal in the crushing of the Republic and its subsequent dissolution at the invasion of Kashyyyk where their members engaged in a clandestine and almost suicidal mission against Republic forces.

They became Mand'alor Ra Vizsla's personal sword against those that dared threaten Mandalorian culture.

Still, Mandalorians had eternal memory. Some would never see Death Watch as anything more than kinslayers but things were slowly changing. Hopefully, Jaig could lead them on the same course set out by Aryn Spar. One could only hope and try to discern the emotionless features of this man and what roamed in his head.

One thing was certain though.

Death Watch would fight the aruetii by all means necessary and until the final man.

 

[Drox Fuga]

Location: Wayland
Enemies: [member="Rach Vizla"] [member="Ronan Vizsla"]
Allies: The Dominion and Allies
Objective: Choke the Insurgence

Drox stood on a hill that took in the amazing scene of the massive fortress, Fort Monroe. He knew of its existence, but a siege against the massive shielded outcrop was a waste of soldiers and resources. This was thee last stronghold for Clan Vizla on the planet, all other Clans pledged their loyalty to the Dominion or the Fuga Family. All others faced Drox in Single Combat, all lost and their clansmen executed or labeled Dar'mando, some considered this worse then death. The Lord Minister was strong gripped man who spend all his life sharpening his military mind and combat training. The simple minded Mandalorians were a worthless opponent to him. As he stood there he looked at the Holo-Map that showed the fortress and the shield protecting it. The skies blackened with it filling with the Dominion Air Corp. The surrounding forest was set ablaze be Dominion Flame Troopers using D93 Incinerator that were purchased through a third party. The Lord Minister ordered that the forest be cleansed for 10 meters and all areas constantly watched. Walkers and Main Battle Tanks constantly patrol the area. Dominion Trooper Squads rotate watching the shield wall and watch out for any warriors that try to leave.

From what Drox had learned about Clan Vizla and their warriors, open combat with them would become a draw and thus more resources get pulled from the Blockade. More Mandos kept here would free up the Archlords Champions and slowly bleed the Rebels.

A shadowy figure approached the Minister, "Lord, DSB has intercepted a message from the Fortress, unfortunately we couldn't understand who the message was for, or where it had gone, but it was there."

Drox stood there, some armor shrouded in a thick dark robe. His hands behind his back, and standing in a military manner. "Order the Fleet to tighten the shield of the planet, increase patrols and keep the Marines on high aleart, my attentions must stay here, Ronan will take any advantage to get a slight upper hand, I'm sure he has asked for a Clansmen to trap me here," He pulled his hand out from under the cape and his hand appeared. Purple gauntlets and Blue gloves vibrantly clashed with the dark cape, opening his palm, there sat a small wooden figurine in the shape of a Mandalorian Warrior. "Should be a interesting game Vizla, I'll wait in anticipation."

Actions:

Spoiler

The Ash Army has moved its Legions to chock the Fortess, completely surrounded and the forest next to the shield have been cut back by 10 Meters. Patrolling by Walkers and Tanks are constantly moving around the shields. Drox has cut off the Fortess from leaving their grave.

Most clans on Wayland have submitted or died to Droxs Command.

Fleet has tightened around the top of the Fortess in orbit, but also sends fighters to the main cities to combat possible outburst.

Ash Army:

Spoiler

Centenarian Battlecruiser - PLS Anaxes 100%
3x Spearhead Heavy Cruisers - PLS Abomination 100%, PLS Gods Grasp 100%, PLS Hevans Gift 100%
4x Hammerhead Class Frigates - Gold Rider 100%, Duro Bound 100%, Reliance 100%, Battlefield Peace 100%

5x Wasp Fighters Squadrons
15x Rendilli Starfighters Squadrons

4 Legions of Dominion Troopers:

Spoiler

--20,000 Standard Dominion Troopers
---- Zevronce Peacekeeper Armor
---- RX-329 Blaster Rifle
---- A280 Blaster Rifle
---- Assasin Sidearm
---- D93 Incinerator
---- Snips Sniper Blaster (Limited)

--4,000 M-1 HBD Droids

-- 4 Platoons of Dominion Heavy Weapons

Armored:
-- 62 Dominion URW
--52 Main Battle Tanks

 

[Amelia von Sorenn]

In transit to the Mandalore System
Observe and Report
Allies: Unknown
Enemies: Unknown


The bridge was bustling with activity as the crew rushed from their stations, the scene hectic in its own accord though in such a way that in the Chaos there was an Order to everything. The three Corvettes were tunneling through hyperspace, their destination the Mandalore System. It was to be a simple observe and report, refraining from engagement unless they were engaged upon first. The woman stood silently upon the bridge of the lead vessel, her arms behind her back as she kept her attention forward. The entire vessel was on alert, the bridge glowing with a soft red hue, the alarms having been silenced for good reason.

"Mandalore... tsk... to have an enemy creeping closer to the Coalition."

She let out in an exacerbated tone as she began to pace back and forth upon the bridge before the view screen. Her pacing stopped as an officer approached, they themselves quickly saluting before handing her a datapad.

"Ma'am. Long range scans have picked up at least two separate forces vying for control. Multiple vessels in orbit around the world and in the system."

"Thank you Lieutenant."

A quick wave of her hand sent the individual off as the heavy blast doors to the bridge hissed open. The armored figure striding into the room and taking their place just to the left and behind her. The woman keeping her attention upon the datapad as she began to pace back and forth once more. Her golden hues slipping over the information as she scrolled through the report.

"You'll wear a divot into the decking Amelia."

The armored soldier spoke bluntly before stepping forward to look out the view screen before them. The stars nothing more than white lines upon the shimmering blue of the tunnel. A soft smirk crossing his lips as he looked to his right, seeing Amelia now at his side. The woman though was still focused upon the datapad before she let out a heavy sigh, setting it down between the two of them.

"Multiple fleets. Scans show that this conflict is across the entire region, not just located in one system."

"War is coming again. This time though you act because it inches towards your home, a home reclaimed."

"I worry for Alderaan and her people. I've seen death too many times, I do not wish to see the horrors of war befall that peaceful world."

"Then Fight Amelia. Become the shield of Alderaan and the Coalition."

A soft smirk crossed her lips as she leaned forward, her arms folded one over the other as she leaned against the ledge before the view screen. The woman shaking her head for a moment as she let out a soft chortle. Sitting up and turning her attention fully upon the individual next to her.

"Always with the words of Wisdom Knight-Captain Krig."

"Comes with the age."

Looking back at the screen, the two of them took a moment to enjoy the scenery as it slipped by. They both knew that this mission was going to be difficult. Three corvettes showing up unannounced and out of the blue could cause its own problems, not to mention it could cause problems for Alderaan. Amelia though needed to be sure, she need to see what was transpiring. If some force was pushing towards the core from the Galactic East, it would put Alderaan in that path.



Amelia's Forces:

• (3) Cardinal Class Corvettes
• (12) Longsword class Starfighters
• The Sigma Praetorian

 

[Garza]

Location: Landing on Mandalore
Allies: Rebellion Forces, [member="Alkor Centaris"], [member="Aedan Miles"], [member="Ardgal Raxis"], [member="The Librarian"],
Enemies: Dominion, Anti-Rebellion Forces
Objective: Rek shiz
Gear: Sword, Rifle, Sidearm, Armor, Charges,
Military Strength: The Vanguard, Thalia,

As my own forces marched forward, Firefights struck out. Each one of my men were capable with themselves, and I trusted them to hold their line. But push it as fast as I wanted against these insurmountable odds? No. Thalia looked over at me as she and I knew both what we were thinking about. Both of us were wanting to push into the city as fas as we could. Nodding to her in my armor, She moved behind our forces as Recruit, and two more joined in the defense of her position.

"Hurry up Thalia."

I spoke those words as all of a sudden I got over the Com system that there was a World Shield being activated. It would completely cover the planet in less than 30 minutes. I smiled in my helmet as I held the flat of my sword in front of me. The weapon being used more like a shield to defend myself at the moment. I had already given my weapon to a soldier whose own gun had been shot out of his hands. After I got the all clear from her, I ran forward.

I didn't even care for the blaster bolts flying at me. I could feel the influence upon my body from Thalia. She was keeping her focus completely upon me as I ran forward. Almost as though I had a ghost standing next to me and aiding me in battle. Even as I ran forward, I could hear the loud clanking and clanging of armor parts as I ran. My body rushing faster and faster. I reached out with the force and drew on the emotions of everyone, and everything around me. I drew from the nexus of my own sithsword. Feeling the raw emotions used to create the weapon. I felt fire in my veins.

I became a Titan, a Monster of War. I could feel my prowess rising through the force. My entire body felt hot within my armor as I charged forward relentlessly. Slamming my left shoulder into the first man I could come into contact with, my large stature, and increasingly faster speed I came at him with knocked the man in powerarmor over like a truck hitting a child. Tossing him to the side with such force and slamming into his allies. The second man in line received worse treatment.

The whining of my arm activated as I had been running and was now so loud it rang within my armor. Even through the armorweave, you could possibly see the blue energy of the arm storing up as I unleashed it upon the second man. Slamming it into the beings head, The loud crunch sound of my armor connecting with his own, as well as my metal arm beneath it, and breaching the man's armor. Breaking the faceplate into pieces and sending the man flying back.

As much as a soldier, or trained warrior could punch hard enough to break a piece of wood, or break bone, My arm could store up enough energy to break through armor. to quite literally be powerful enough to break concrete that could support the weight of buildings and vehicles. The man was either dead, or knocked out to the point of being almost in a coma stasis. While his body was flying back and to the left, My body went to the right. Still being flung with the force speed, and aided with battlemind.

I used my sith sword to slash into one more of the behemoth's armor and was stopped about half way through his body from the amount of metal my sword had to cut through. Pivoting around him, I yanked the sword back out from the same cleaving canyon I cut into him, and with spinning around, I sent the blade into another cut to the other side, completing the entire severing of the man at his stomach.

Letting his top half be flung a few feet away from the bottom half as the rest of the soldiers converged upon me. Their armor was strong and tough. Their resolve to defend the planet powerful, but they were not as powerful as myself. They would never attest to the strength I could control. Drawing deep into my powers, being pushed to the limit with my own personal strength, Added with consuming the emotions of others, and Thalia adding to it, There was no way I could be bested by these men.

My left arm and sword were flung left and right, Slashing, stabbing, punching, entrenching into their armor. I built a mound for which I could stand upon as my own forces took this time to move forward and press the advantage. I was quite literally attempting to take all of the shots, all of the weapons being thrown at my own forces, and act as a one man army on my own.

They wanted to take the planet of my allies. They wanted to take control of the Heritage I had found an interest in. They wanted to take the home, of so many of my allies, and didn't expect me to fight back? Then they were wrong. Dead wrong. They WILL discover the reason I am a titan.

The Titan of War.

 

[Lok Xiangu]

Location: Concord Dawn
Allies: Deathwatch, Mandos, and Sith ([member="Aden Dral"] [member="Mesh'la Dral"] [member="Vengeance"] [member=Anya Loma"])
Enemies: The Dominion ([member="Jessica Med-Beq"])
Objective: Get off of my lawn

"Understood, Jaig," the Munin replied back to his leader, acknowledging and respecting his orders before the hologram shut down. He would have no problem in killing any soulless Mandalorian or some foreigner that stood in his way. Lok would accept no prisoners today. Not a single one would be shown mercy or compassion. He was Deathwatch, and Deathwatch never took prisoners in or would accept any retreat or surrender. Ever since joining the secret enclave of the Aka'liit, his attitude changed. While he still was indifferent, rebellious, and carefree it was only meant for those that didn't share the name Mandalorian. Jaig expected a lot from the outlaw which molded the youngster in what he was.

But not all of him was stripped. Habits of smoking spice and caring for his family was still intact.

And speaking about family, here came two of them.

"Mesh," the youngster greeted his stepsister before giving a nod to her husband, "it's not good news. Some fethers in the Mandalore sector have shown up at Mandalore. My commander has prepared his defenses and ordered me to mobilize the troops."

All around him Munin warriors and other Mandalorians that were part of the Aka'liit, Deathwatch or not, was readying themselves just like Jaig. Some clansmen were also sent to notify the Journeyman Protectors of the news which would most likely cause them to rally and side with Lok. Both the Mandalorians and the residents of Concord Dawn both lived in a mutual relationship and cared so much about this planet. Since it was possible for this system to be threatened by these foreigners, then they all had to be ready.

"I've also given out orders to kill any dar'manda on sight as well as other hostiles. All Mandalorians on Concord Dawn have been given the choice to join, but some were...blind to see. Thankfully, there are still those that are open minded."

A message was sent out to Camp Fatakist where Lok expected the response of this Tal'verda person.

 

[Alleycat]

Location: Concord Dawn - Northern Hemisphere
Allies: DW/Mandos/Sith
Enemies: Dominion/Jedi
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Mesh'la listened intently as [member="Lok Munin"] spoke of the situation unfolding. It seemed aruetiise were setting to destroy what new happiness the young Mando had come to know on Concord Dawn.... after surviving the destruction of Mandalore and everything she held dear there. Mesh'la would not stand for it this time if she could help it. What happened on Manda'yaim was completely out of her control. This wasn't.

Blue eyes flicked to the brown of [member="Aden Dral"]'s as the well-built sniper stood next to the petite medic. They were on the same page for once since Aden's return into her and their two year old's lives. The young couple had a common goal now; to rebuild the homestead that [member="Strider Garon"] had given them, and to continue the legacy of Clan Garon on Concord Dawn. But more so and most important - to raise Valen together and teach him the ways of the Aka'liit. That couldn't happen if outsiders or worse, traitors, took over their homeworld.

"Okay... So where do you want us, alor'ad?"

The young Munin had certainly matured from when she'd first met him as a rebellious teenager when her buir and his buir started courting. Mesh'la give him that much; gotten much harder though, almost too much? So was that rumor true then because Lok looked like a cold blooded killer when he said to give no quarter to anyone not faithful? Must be... but the personal matter of him being Kyr'tsad would to be dealt with another day. Today they were all Mando'ade fighting for what was right.

Spoiler

Mandalore - planet
outsiders/traitors
Faithful - followers of the six tenets
captain
mother
father
Mandalorians
Death Watch

 

[Kalius Aegrus]

Location: High Orbit, Mandalore
Objective: Crush the insurrection.
Allies: The Dominion ([member="Lunarius Admonis"], [member="The Slave"], [member="Jessica Med-Beq"])
Foes: The Deathwatch, The Sith Ascendancy ([member="Jaig Vizsla"], [member="Gharis Vevut"], [member="Meraal Vaun"])
Gear: See bio.

It was as if everyone was coming out of the woodworks. Fleets roared out of hyperspace, drop ships dashed planetside to field more troops to assist the defending Deathwatch terrorists, and there didn't seem to be a stop to their monstrous initial growth. While it was rather unconventional, Kal had the Deatwatch all figured out and assumed dealing with them alone would be just another blue milk run. However, now more and more Sith and independent vessels and fleets dropped into the system as if he'd kicked the beehive.

He grinned. He'd watch this hive burn before he left.

"Lord Captain Aegrus!" The signals officer reported. "Massive energy fluctuations planetside. Telltale readings of a shield generator being activated."

"Frak," he snarled in reply, "Pinpoint it and hit it from orbit. Get myself and my men on the ground. I want reinforcements inbound now."

It had all been intended to be humanitarian in nature. To help restore the glory of what this world once was. Now he watched viewscreens via helmet cameras and watched these pathetic terrorists and their allies gun down innocent rear-line troops. Troops coming in with medical aid and supplies for the depraved people of Mandalore.

That would be no more. There would be nothing left to help once he was done.

The duo of Permanence-class battleships would begin to rotate on their axis to bring all of their weapons to bear upon the suspected shield generator's position. As for the Lord Captain himself, he made straight for the hangar bay and was blasting into high atmo within seconds. The boys from 1st Platoon had valiantly volunteered to tag along with himself and a contingent of Peacekeepers. Dropping that shield was the top priority. Then they would cleanse this world of all its traitorous heresy.

"This is Lord Captain Aegrus of the Dominion," he hailed all communications frequencies, "This is sovereign territory. If you are here with the intent to raise a hand against us, then you will reel back with a nub. "

That was all he had to offer to these people. There was no reasoning with Sith or savages. They claimed to be here for reasons similar to their own but Kalius cared little for their reasons and more so for their actions.

Kal and the first platoon dropped into the glory of battle immediately. Smack dab in the middle of Keldabe - or what was left of it.

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Rend and reave! Crush these terrorists!​

 

[Jaster Awaud]

Location: Hyperspace Exiting over Wayland
Allies: The Dominion, [member="Drox Fuga"]
Enemies: Death Watch
Objective: Finally bring peace to Mandalore

It had been some time since Jaster was last in his home Sector. The last time was to attend his grandfather and brothers funeral and take on the Alor of Clan Awaud. He turned his back on the violent ways of the previous Mand'alor and spat on the names of the clans who vied for war. As such Jaster was pushed out of the Alor Council and he voluntarily moved to the Fringe Territories. He brought his whole clan where he made a successful business and riches. Yet deep down he and his clan always wanted to return to a peaceful Mandalore, it was now time to make that dream a reality.

He was told that the Dominion had moved in to take the Sector and Jaster was needed to assist rebuilding the destroyed home. Yet, when he was in transit, he heard that Death Watch, the hated enemy of civilized Mandos, had sparked a rebellion. Jaster was not surprised, a foreign entity occupies their home world, it would happen. What he was shocked to hear was that the Acendency and near by nations used this as an excuse to use the Mandalorian nation as a puppet. Had the Mandos forgotten that it was the Sith who destroyed their homeworld?

Jaster and his fleet from the United Trade Conglomerate exited the Hyperspace above the planet of Wayland. There he stood at the bridge of his flagship, the Star Destroyer, Unknown Bound. These he sent a message to the forces below, both Dominion and Mando, "As A'lor of Clan Awaud, descendents of Manda'lor the United, have joined forces with the Dominion to rebuild and bring peace to our people," Jaster looked back to space, "Remain neutral or join us, but joining the traitorous Death Watch will bring this Sector and our great ways to the brink of extinction, Clan Awaud will remain the catalyst for the Unity of our people like we did many years before."

He looked at the Security Forces on the Bridge, "Inform the Lord Minister that we have arrived."

Fleet:

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1x MC80 Liberty type Star Cruiser
1x Xo'Xaan -class Star Destroyer
3x [http://starwarsrp.net/topic/11991-spewer-class-assault-ship/]Spewer Assult Ship[/url]
4x Xeta-class Troop Carrier (Landing on the Planet)
5x Crusader class Corvettes

Ground Forces:
UTC Security Forces
Director Guards
Clan Awaud Warriors

 

[Mishka Larraq]

LOCATION: Larraq Homestead, a few miles outside of Keldabe
MISSION: Call for backup and investigate reports of hostile Aruetii on Manda'yaim
ALLIES: All True Children of Manda'yaim
ENEMIES: Sith, Jedi, Traitors, Dar'jetii, Aruetii,
The Dominion, Space Marines, [member="Darth Morzas"], [member="Drox Fuga"], [member="Kalius Aegrus"], [member="Lunarius Admonis"], [member="Alice Tal'verda"], [member="The Slave"], [member="Jessica Med-Beq"], [member="Sierce Alderech"],


Mishka pulled the pair of magnifiers from her face, gazing out upon the mobilizing army of aruetii with her own eyes. "Sheb." Mishka said quietly as she watched one of the armored giants smash a piece of machinery upon the ground and turn his back upon her home. From her position upon the back of Rygel, the massive mining walker that sheltered her family from the toxic atmosphere and acid rain of Mandalore, Mishka could see almost everything. With her right hand, Mishka pinched the throat of the thin black choker she wore around her neck, activating the subvocalizer "An utrel'a." She said into the transmitter, making no outward noise with her mouth. In the fields, the handful of her family members stopped pretending to till the dead and useless Mandalorian soil (made so by the tainted water table). Dropping their tools where they lay, the remaining members of the family rushed towards Rygel where the rest had already gathered. Within the armored belly of the great rusting beast that protected her home, House Larraq prepared to utilize her brother's last gift for the clan. Two squadrons of Bes'uliik MkII War Droids came to life with House Larraq vod upon their backs, Beskar'gam covering each of her extended family members in armor that she or her grandfather had played a part in crafting.

"Ni kelir striilir." Mishka said as she mounted her custom speeder-bike that her brother had gifted her so many years ago. With a light roar, the engine sprang to life and Mishka lurched into the air, diving to within a quarter meter of the ground before leveling off and racing through the protective shield that surrounded her home, a barely perceptible flutter marking when the shield had disabled for a split second to allow her passage. Hair whipping in the wind behind her, Mishka quickly closed the gap between herself and the several thousand strong army of Aruetii, skirting the edge of the formation by a handful of kilometers. Absently, Mishka slowed her speeder-bike and focused upon the aruetii army with senses blessed by the Manda. She felt them. All of them. Cyborg warriors clad in massive walking coffins. She felt personal reactors roaring with life, adding mobility to each of the unnatural soldiers as they marched alongside the hover-tanks and mechanized walkers that trundled upon broken ground towards Keldabe.

Singing.

The aruetii sang songs with words she did not understand as Mishka's manda-blessed mind tried to understand the meaning and emotion behind the song itself. Her concentration was shattered as the siege walkers opened fire upon what remained of Keldabe city. "Kark." Mishka whispered as she stared at the scene, unsure of what to do in the face of this army. Her fear and anxiety washed from her in an instant as she heard her sister's voice cut through the small ear-piece she wore upon the left of her head.

"This is Alor Dem'adas, ruler of Clan Dem'adas and an angry queen with which you do not want to kark. To all foreign vessels in sovereign Mandalorian space. I have no idea what fool told you Manda'yaim was up for grabs, but they were sorely mistaken. You have ten minutes to withdraw your forces and flee the system or face... Kark it, you have one minute. Get the hell off my lawn."

In that same instant, Mishka knew what her sister needed from her. Opening a side pouch upon her bike, Mishka pulled forth a small vid-recorder and quickly pointed it at the aruetii army. Her sister would want to see first hand the heathens wrecking havoc upon what remained of the former capital of Manda'yaim, something that was very much a civilian target. As she recorded her message, dropships and drop pods rained from the sky, landing upon and among the broken buildings of Keldabe city. Her earpiece barked with an unfamiliar voice as an aruetii spat foul words upon all channels.

"This is Lord Captain Aegrus of the Dominion," he hailed all communications frequencies, "This is sovereign territory. If you are here with the intent to raise a hand against us, then you will reel back with a nub. "

A sweet smile lit Mishka's face brighter than the Manda'yaim sun had done since the cataclysm.

<Olivia's going to be pissed.> Mishka thought to herself as she broadcast her recording on an unencrypted channel.

(Translations: "Ass." "All clear." "I will scout." "Sh**.")

 

[Kenrath]

Location: Descend to Concord Dawn
Objective: Re-enforce Death Watch defensive positions
Allies: Death Watch, TSA, [member="Anya Loma"] [member="Lok Munin"] [member="Mesh'la Dral"] [member="Aden Dral"]
Enemies:Anyone not an Ally [member="Jessica Med-Beq"]

Spoiler: Ships and Troops

http://starwarsrp.net/topic/107558-xoxaan-ii-class-star-destroyer/(With1 MAACIV Docked Ven +300)
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/107265-maaciv/(X10with 400 Troopers per ship)
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/107713-sith-ascendancy-trooper-armour/
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/107729-tsa-sar-41-multi-purpose-assault-rifle/
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/107736-tsa-sab-032-multi-purpose-sidearm/

Spoiler: Vengeance gear

Standard Robes
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/30650-obsidian-lightsabre/
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/80150-tactical-fighting-blade/

Vengeance stopped dead in his tracks and looked at Anya with a bewildered look on his face as if to say were you not just on the bridge listening?

"What do you think the objective of war is? If you can't keep up the stay on the ship............I don't have time to babysit."

Vengeance turned and boarded the loan drop ship in the hanger. A few minutes later it would take off whether Anya was on board or not. As it lifted off out of the hanger the pilot jumped on the comm with the other ships.

"Form up and follow us in. Latest Intel puts us going into a cold LZ."

Vengeance himself turned to the 300 troopers with him in this ship.

"Latest sitrep puts our LZ in a clearing near a homestead. We are going touch down and set up a perimeter. I wanted 360 degrees and check your fields of fire. Current rules of engagement are do not fire until fired upon. Going in we do not have any clear way of determining friendly from enemies. This situation reads like a civil war scenario."


As the men were getting their final briefing and orders the drop ships in a tight formation broke atmosphere headed for the clearing they had been provided. They were giving a ten minute warning, then a five minute warning. As the settled into the final landing sequence the doors of the ships opened. When the wheels touched down hundreds of troopers came pouring out of them setting up a perimeter. Out of the lead ship Vengeance walked out of the ship in a calm but purposeful stride He appeared to say something to one of the troopers before making his way towards Lok Munin and his group. Half way to them Vengeance lowered his hood and the Trooper removed his helmet. As they got right up to the group Vengeance spoke.

"I am Lord Vengeance with the Sith Ascendency and this is Colonel Atwall. We have been ordered here to harden your defenses against an Impending Dominion attack. Who is the CO here?"

 

[Aedan Miles]

Location: Mandalore
Allies: [member="Atheus"] [member="The Librarian"] [member="Ardgal Raxis"]
Enemies: [member="Lunarius Admonis"]
Objective: Defend the City
Mood Music: Dragon Force - Through the Fire and Flame

Aedan walked into the city calmly looking around as he started to bark out orders pointing his men towards the city outskirts his forces were numerous and the most well trained would take the center part of the defensive his clan's personal force prepared to throw back any foolish attackers. He looked over at Atheus and pointed to the west glancing toward around he noticed another Mandalorian who had brought his own forces jogging over he pointed to the east. "Vod can you and your men hold the Eastern edge of the city alone? If not I can send some men to reinforce it." He looked behind himself as the walkers and APC's of the Clan Akaata milita rolled through the city heading to the Northern edge of the city to set up defensive positions a small evil smirk on his lips as he stretched. He reached out snagging a sniper rifle from one of his men directing the Red Fang to take position with the Clan Akaata milita so that they could use their heavy weapons against the tanks and walkers of the Dominion. Rolling his shoulders Aedan started towards the northern edge of the city turning his com link on he synced a channel with Atheus and Adrgal so they could communicate between each other if one group needed help. Soon the fight would begin and it would be over before the dominion knew what hit them he smirked and activated the channel he was in speaking quickly. "IF they have banners that look special make sure to capture and in sight range of their men destroy them. It will drive them into a frenzy and while that will make them mess up quicker. Before doing it make sure your men are prepared for a charge. Odds are that is what will happen." Aedan set up in a small three story building near the edge of the city over looking the battlefield his men would be using earth works already being constructed quickly to supply cover as the Red Fang interspaced themselves so they could adequately deal with the tanks and walkers. The rest of the walkers spread out as well prepared to fire into the enemy if they amassed in any one spot. He kept one company of the Shadown Gundan near the center of the city to quickly move to assist his Dark Jedi adepts spread among his men in an attempt to help defend them. On the southern border he had left another full company of the Shadow Gundan just in case. Guarding his ship were the Drakon Regiment and members of Aegis Security. Aedan keyed his comlink on once more sending a simple message to [member="Jaig Vizsla"] Things are about to hit it off in the capitol Vod if you need assistance contact me and I will see what aid I can scramble for you.

Army

Spoiler

1x Red Fang
2x Shadow Gundan
1x Drakon Regiment
1x Clan Akaata Milita
1x Dark Jedi of Bogan
1x Aegis Security

 

[Olivia Dem'adas]

LOCATION: Space above Mandalore
MISSION: Save Mandalore
ALLIES: True Children of Manda'yaim
ENEMIES: The Dominion, Space Marines, [member="Darth Morzas"], [member="Drox Fuga"], [member="Kalius Aegrus"], @Lunarius Admonis, [member="Alice Tal'verda"], [member="The Slave"], [member="Jessica Med-Beq"], [member="Sierce Alderech"],
RESOURCES: 1x Type 3 Keldabe-class Battleship, 2x Type 2.5 Keldabe-class Battleship, 1x Hyperspace signature,
GEAR: Skira Beskar'gam, Ori'mirshir Ori'chaab'kad (Soul-steel Saber),



As her trio of Battleships raced towards Manda'yaim, hyperspace signatures echoed throughout the sector as individual ships and small fleets raced back and forth to attack or defend various planets. Still partially tapped into the network of aged monitor stations, the ship's astrometrics lab kept Olivia abreast of these movements. Ships popped forth from nothing and made themselves tangible within the void over Mandalore. Some of these ships took immediate action, moving in formation to one location or another. Others simply made themselves ready as commanders barked out announcements not entirely unlike the one Olivia had spat forth only moments ago. Had she not been so absolutely pissed, Olivia would have felt silly for her outburst.

Tapping the fingers of her armored gauntlet upon the armrest of her 'throne', Olivia glared at the primary holodisplay that projected the skies of Mandalore before her. Eyes unflinching, Olivia listened to the first response to her message.

She keyed in order to respond "This is Alice Tal'verda, clan second of Clan Tal'verda, the aruetyc Kyr'tsad, and the karking Darjetii have come to make a mess of the sector, the Dominion has come to help with the defence."

Olivia's eyes widened in shock for but a moment before a raging fire of hate filled her heart and an even darker glare shot out upon the holodisplay before her. "Where did that come from?" Olivia demanded of her bridge crew. "Starfighter squadron, mam."Answered one of her clansman. "Looks like some form of Y-wing squadron."

"Dispatch a squadron of Rekali Starfighters to hunt down and murder that traitorous queen." Olivia said coldly before switching frequencies and responding to [member="Alice Tal'verda"] herself. "Tal'verda is a name I have not heard in a long time." Olivia said with a cold calm. "It has been... what? Decades since your clan held a seat upon the Alor Council... And about as long since your clan was declared Dar'manda." Taking a deep breath and forcing herself to keep her hate and anger in check, forcing herself to remain calm, Olivia continued. "Your clan was declared unfit to touch the Manda. Unfit to set foot upon Manda'yaim. Exiled from the homeworld of the Mando'ade. And yet you would return? And bring with you aruetii? Instead of tainting the soil of Manda'yaim with your own feet, you would allow it to be defiled by the boots of aruetii instead? Your clan is weak and you are a coward. Come and face my judgement or be hunted like the Strill Rat you are." Olivia said coldly before silencing the line and focusing her attention upon the warships orbiting Mandalore. Should the Dar'manda woman see fit to respond, her officers would alert her to the fact. Or her pilots would hunt the woman down... either way, Olivia had more pressing issues that demanded her attention.


Ahead of her, the two Star Destroyers closest to Manda'yaim pivoted on their axis and pointed their prow towards the planet, aft towards Olivia. With a cold horror, Olivia realized the aruetii machines were pointing directly upon Keldabe. <They wouldn't.> Olivia thought for a moment, a cold shock running up her spine as the pair of Destroyers finished their maneuver but had yet to fire. <I'll kill every last one of them.> Olivia thought to herself as she stood from her throne. "Have the formation rig for maximum speed and set collision course for the starboard-side Star Destroyer. All batteries are to fire upon the port-most Star Destroyer as soon as we come into range. Prepare Missile Tubes for a full delta-salvo of assault missiles, followed by a secondary sierra-volley of assault missiles." She barked out before her comm was triggered yet again.

"This is Lord Captain Aegrus of the Dominion," he hailed all communications frequencies, "This is sovereign territory. If you are here with the intent to raise a hand against us, then you will reel back with a nub. "

Another unfamiliar voice spat out profanity from the bridge speakers. Seconds later, a video message from her homestead played upon the holodisplay. An aruetii army laid siege to Keldabe as some 'Lord Captain' proclaimed Mandalore for the Dominion.

"Not on my watch." Olivia said coldly to herself as she donned her helmet and made for the belly of the ship.

 

[null3]

Location: Mandalore system
Allies: The Dominion
Forces:

Spoiler

Harris' Thrown (Modified Star Destroyer)
9 Star destroyers
4 Venator 3's
2 Interdictors
85 Fighter squads
10 Bomber Squads
6 Acclamators
3 attack storm trooper battalions.
6 Special forces teams
3 raider class corvettes
5 vulture Droid squads
2 Clone Attack Battalions

Admiral Harris had just been redpelyed, while heading to the front, he received a distress call from a dominion fleet under attack.
The fleet split, 3 star destroyers and 15 squadrons on fighters would join the allies while the rest of the fleet would push from behind.
The shops lined up and assumed positions, they jumped to hyperspace and disengaged right in position.the fleet hailed the allies and then opened fire upon the attacking ships as the fighters launched from the hangers. The enemy fleet was surroundedicated with a better armed fleet and more diverse ships, due to the interdictors, the couldn't attempt to jump away. The battle was on.
On the bridge of Harris' thown, Harris stood in his new black uniform commanding men to their positions. His face was smiling, finally a good fight.
The venator unloaded their fighters and all dominos ships pinched in and bombarded the hostile fleet. In the chaos of the battke, the 1st Attack battalions' Acclamator snuck to the surface and began landing and assault.

Actions:

Spoiler

Moved into system,surrounded Iguns an solan's fleet, prevented escape of fleet, deployed fighters and bombers, started bombardment of Iguns and Solan, began landing of first attack battalion.

 

[Jessica Med-Beq]

Redacted

 

[Ria Misrani]

Location: En Route to Concord Dawn, from Onderon
Allies:[member="Lok Munin"] | @Aden Dral | [member="Tanomas Graf"] | [member="The Librarian"] | Deathwatch, The Mando'ade
Enemies: [member="Jessica Med-Beq"] | The Dominion
Objective: Eliminate the Dominion

HVS Ngāti Toa moved with the blur of the stars behind her, and aboard the heavy frigate, Amaya Verd. She stood with her arms behind her back, hands clasped as she watched the navicomputer. Eyes focused on the words: CONCORD DAWN and what weighed on her mind was the knowledge that this was home. Clan Verd, Clan Munin had made their homes here. Built themselves on this world and to see it ravaged by the so-called Dominion. Dogs who knew not which master to obey, her jaw clenched tightly as her ears were pricked by the words. "Revision to realspace within the next two minutes, Amaya." Good. She thought to herself, as her eyes then shifted to another console. This one a holotable, as it projected the small fleet she had brought with her, two other Kirehe-type heavy frigates, and nine Auli'i-type hybrid gun/dropships.

The engineer's only regret was that she had not been able to bring the Savea or the Makali'i both of which were still in pre-production phases. Fett hospital, the Munin homestead - feth, the Verd homestead... All of it. "Send word to Lok, vod. The Verds are coming home."

Spoiler

9x Auli'i, 648m
3x Kirehe, 1194m
----------------------
12 Ships, 1842m total.

 

[Klesta]

Location: Vjun -> Mandalore
Allies: Dominion [member="Lunarius Admonis"] [member="Kalius Aegrus"] [member="Fleet Admiral Harris"]
Enemies: [member="Ignus"] [member="The Librarian"] [member="HK-36"] [member="Jagen Wren"] [member="Aedan Miles"]
Objective: Space interdiction -> Fighting the enemy fleet in orbit
Music:

“The Mando’ade have the capital locked down tight. I would recommend bombing the whole city, but we don't know how civilian casualties would be and I have reason to believe their may still be some within the city,” Lunarius raised an eyebrow at the farm “We have set up a beach head just outside it. We will be attacking as soon as reinforcements arrive. You could set ships down here and when the situation becomes more clear we can launch fighter strikes from this position if necessary,”

"I'm afraid I can only spare four squadrons at most, but it's better than no air reinforcements at all" she told @Lunarius Admonis over comms from the cockpit of her own fighter, as it prepared to deploy.

"We're detecting a surge of energy: it appears that the enemy is raising some planetary shield below us. Time is short until the shield is raised" the sensor technician told Yula from the CIC.

"All right, squadrons 2-5, make for the designated staging area. All other units, protect the fleet!" Yula ordered her fighter squadrons.

With that said, four squadrons sent for the staging area designated by Lunarius, but wading through the sections of the shield that was being raised below Yula's position may mean that the four squadrons would be taking a while longer to arrive at the staging area. May those four squadrons arrive in time to help our friends on the surface, she thought, while the ships in the fleet are preparing weapons and shields for the impending assault. As such, the payload in the stealth MIRVs loaded on the artillery cruisers contains seven Discord missiles apiece, each of which contains several buzz droids, and the same would hold for the first two volleys of Volksgrenadiers fired from the artillery cruisers. Shortly thereafter, there were several hails made from other people in-system, which all light up on the communications like a tree. First came the confirmation that buzz droids were loaded.

"The missiles are set to aim at the enemy destroyers' bridges and unleash buzz droids to ultimately aim at the command throne" the captain of the Vonium reported.

"Admiral, there are several people who are hailing us" the communications officer reported.

"Forces of the Dominion. You are invading of the sovereign territory of Mandalore. Your presence has been detected, and as such the Ascendancy's Second Fleet has arrived to render assistance to her Mandalorian allies. We do not wish to fight you. Withdraw from Mandalore space immediately and spare yourselves the pain and suffering of your people. You have five minutes to respond," the Admiral said before cutting the transmission. "All ships shields up and weapons primed."

"Hello, Soldiers of the Dominion and Unknown fleet. My name is Solan Charr, Commander whose loyalty lays with Clan Verd. I will give any enemies of the Mandalorian people one chance to surrender. If you do not, I will destroy every single ship that remains without hesitation. You have a minute to comply before I fire on you. If you do not believe me, the dead in orbit around Cato Nemodia during the Mimban Engagement, should be proof enough."

"Cut the chatter: we are not wasting any more time with chatter" Tetrus responded. "All units, prepare long-range firing solutions on the enemy heavy destroyers! They appear to be a little problematic at long range, so do not close in until the enemy does"

"Firing solutions established: port batteries are trained on the Armistice, starboard batteries on the Riptide, with the hypervelocity cannons aimed at the Armistice, the Ziost hardpoint at the Riptide" the captain of the Punishment reported.

"All units, fire!"

With that said, the enemy destroyers had the equivalent of nearly 900 turbolasers' worth of long-range fire directed at each of them in different forms, ion cannons, turbolasers, hypervelocity cannons, in addition to five stealth MIRVs containing seven Discord missiles apiece. The lone ship not firing at an enemy destroyer was the Ketch, which fired at the Lambent Shadow. Meanwhile, Yula is now in orbit, taking her squadron under cloak and making her approach towards a ship called the Mando'ade Sentinel, with one [member="Jagen Wren"] onboard, clearly identified as an enemy, and advancing at maximum speed towards the blockade and, from there, what the enemy called Manda'yaim. It doesn't take long to realize that they would be engaging the YV-929 in a stern chase, and that they can overtake them without much trouble, even under cloak. That was going to get interesting and Yula was perhaps going to force the enemy to land.

"Sith Hunter Squadron, decloak! Attack pattern delta, go now!" Yula ordered the ten fighters from Sith Hunter Squadron upon reaching firing range of the target.

Two flights of five fighters then descended upon the Mando'ade Sentinel, one flight from above and another from below, firing at the enemy ship in a single file at distances nearing point-blank, and fanning out in different directions thereafter, in an attempt to force the enemy hardpoints to swing around when they came around for another pass.

Spoiler: 13th Fleet

Capital ships:

Punishment (Sionoma-class elite destroyer) Shields: 100% | Hull: 100% | Firing at: ANV Armistice (port 50%), ANV Riptide (starboard 50%)
Rift (Venator-class carrier) Shields: 100% | Hull: 100% | Firing at: N/A
Vonium (Munificent-X-class heavy cruiser) Shields: 100% | Hull: 100% | Firing at: ANV Armistice
Tricestium (Munificent-X-class heavy cruiser) Shields: 100% | Hull: 100% | Firing at: ANV Riptide
Kitsch (Lothal-class artillery cruiser) Shields: 100% | Hull: 100% | Firing at: ANV Armistice
Iowa (Lothal-class artillery cruiser) Shields: 100% | Hull: 100% | Firing at: ANV Riptide
Duquesne (Duquesne-class heavy frigate) Shields: 100% | Hull: 100% | Firing at: ANV Armistice
Necessity (Duquesne-class heavy frigate) Shields: 100% | Hull: 100% | Firing at: ANV Riptide
Capacitor (Hardcell-X-class anti-starfighter frigate) Shields: 100% | Hull: 100% | Firing at: N/A
Fuel Cell (Hardcell-X-class anti-starfighter frigate) Shields: 100% | Hull: 100% | Firing at: N/A
Ketch (Mustafar-class monitor corvette) Shields: 100% | Hull: 100% | Firing at: The Lambent Shadow

Attack craft:

10 Yutan stealth fighter-bombers
336 Chiloon fighter-bombers (48 sent down to the surface, 288 in orbit)

Spoiler: Summary of actions

• Sent 4 squadrons to reinforce @Lunarius Admonis on the surface
• Fired long-range firepower to target the Ascendancy's destroyers from long range
• Yula's squadron

 

[Tanomas Graf]

Location: Hyperspace
Objective: Assist the Mandalorians in defeating the Dominion
Allies: The Galactic Empire | Death Watch | The Sith Ascendancy | [member="Jastor Husk"] | [member="Baron Morcus"] | [member="Tari Prule"]
Enemies: The Dominion | [member="Jessica Med-Beq"] | Anyone Else

[Theme]​

​

The massive Imperial fleet surged through hyperspace, a dozen frigates, cruisers, and star destroyers neatly arranged in rows, centered around a battlecruiser, the command ship. Aboard the Praetor Mark IV-class Star Battlecruiser Voidgazer, the Imperial Grand Moff stood in front of the transparisteel viewports, his onyx uniform contrasting with the melancholic Imperial grey.

"We made the decision to assist the First Order during Asmeru, and we were right. Now we are fighting with our former enemies, the Mandalorians, who defended Hypori. We only do this because the Dominion is too much of the old Republic, too much of a threat to us and our Imperial doctrine. They will fall to the might of our combined forces." Tanomas said, turning around to face Field Marshal [member=Jastor Husk"], who was accompanying him to Concord Dawn.

Graf paced over towards the expansive holoprojector in the middle of the bridge that showed an ever updating map of the Galaxy, including Imperial forces and the like. "Grand Inquisitor Morcus will be taking Death Squadron and 501st to Mandalore to assist them there, we will be moving for Concord Dawn. I assume your men are ready, Marshal?" The Grand Moff queried, leaning against the holoprojector while he imputed several commands to track their journey to the Mandalore sector.

Imperial Moff Council Fleet:

Spoiler

• x1 Praetor Mark IV-class Star Battlecruiser (2,800 meters) (Command Ship)
• x2 Imperial IV-class Star Destroyers (3,200 meters)
• x2 Victory IV-class Star Destroyers (1,800 meters)
• x2 Dreadnaught-class Mark II Heavy Cruisers (1,200 meters)
• x4 Tempus-class Star Frigates (1,500 meters)
• x4 Lancer-class Frigates (1,000 meters)
• Total: 11,500 meters

 

[Anya Malvern]

Location: Descend to Concord Dawn
Objective: Re-enforce Death Watch defensive positions
Allies: Death Watch, TSA, [member="Vengeance"] [member="Lok Munin"] [member="Mesh'la Dral"] [member="Aden Dral"]
Enemies:Anyone not an Ally [member="Jessica Med-Beq"]

She had stopped quickly as she froze, she knew that look and had to say to herself yes she didn't listen she was in a daze...

to conquer the enemy and reign victorious, my master

She stayed silent as she quickly followed him on Baird silent as could be, she closed her mind as she inhaled and exhaled, confidence and radiate it, show the enemy her might and honor her master...maybe even impress him of possible...such things she would strive for

She stood to the side of her master a a She listened to him, civil war....just like back on her planet...she shook her head and listened as she gave a nod to herself....she would have to restrainherself till the enemy was identified, she hoped she could make up for the..horrible display she put for her master...where she failed

The ship rocked and buckled, they had hit atmosphere, she let a breath out as she watched the door open and troops disembarked, she watched her master go forward and followed slightly behind him as she kept a eye out, she would defend him if need be...