Skirmish The Clash at Demonsgate

[Grindo Sedog]

Demonsgate System, Kathol Rift

On the edge of the Galaxy lies the planet of Kal'Shebbol. Most wouldn't give it a glance, let alone any interest. Kal'Shebbol is unimportant. What it possesses, however, is of great value. In a cunning move, months in the making, pirates of the Outer Rim have blockaded the far end of the Rimma Trade Route. Though only active for a brief time, their blockade has diverted the course of their plunder. The burgeoning group known as the Outer Rim Syndicate has kept its ear to the ground, and learned of the merchant convoy planning to leave from Kal'Shebbol, bound for the core worlds, loaded with refined metals and a veritable fortune of credits.

Word has spread like wildfire across the Outer Rim's disreputable freeports, and a pirate fleet has amassed. Some hope to aid other crews and partake in the spoils together, some seek to take the plunder all for themselves, and others wish only to strike fear into the hearts of the galaxy's governments. Whatever their goal, the rare occurrence of the such an ambitious fleet is worthy of galactic attention.

Forcing the helpless convoy through the Kathol Rift, the pirates have sprung their trap at Demonsgate. Through the haze of the nebula, the convoy is suddenly beset on all sides. A high-powered distress beacon is activated, but if the pirates are lucky they'll seize the valuable cargo before anyone can arrive to stop them.

On the bridge of the Hammerhead-Class Crusier Hydian Jewel, the chief architect of the trap is observing the battle. The massive form of the Dread Pirate, Captain Grindo Sedog, towers over most of the bridge crew. Soon, he knows, it'll be time to board their victims. If Sedog had his way he would never miss the chance to take his crew on a raid, leading from the front of course.

His mechanical hand, strudy but of inferior quality to the market standards, whirred as he pressed it against the railing, looking down into the pit of officers below him. He trusted that his men had it from here, and they trusted in return that he would bring them their share of the credits.

He turned to his quartermaster, his second in command, a surly Rodian who stood at the side of the room. "Bring us in nice and close... and ready the boarding crafts."

The Rodian nodded silently. Sedog took one more glance into the void before he exited the bridge. The dark mists of the nebula were lit up like fireworks as the pirates barraged the enemy ships, and even each other. It bloody chaos, and pure, unadulterated liberty at its peak. The rest of the galaxy was soon going to know who the outer rim belonged to... and it wasn't them.

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OOC NOTE:This thread is run by the Outer Rim Syndicate minor faction, but its wide open to any pirates or spacer looking to make a profit, and maybe join the Syndicate. Boarding action and fleeting are both possible here. My hope is that we can also get some opposition from anyone who feels up to the task of hunting the pirate fleet. Narrative-wise the ship is bound for The Galactic Alliance, and maybe somewhere else after, though this is not expressly an attack on any one faction, and however many that feel like it are more than welcome to come and write with us.

 

[Grindo Sedog]

A ARS VAMI | OPEN

The pirates embarked on their boarding crafts, many overlooking their vibroswords and sidearms to ensure everything was in order. Once they set foot on that ship it was go time, taking every corridor and room until the whole vessel and its riches were theirs. They would give no quarter.

The boarding crafts shot out from the Hydian Jewel and traversed the short gap between it and the main cargo hauler. Violently the boarding craft ripped through the hull, and with eager intent the pirates lept from the pods and flooded into whatever part of the ship they happened to land in.

The Dread Pirate's craft struck the hanger of the hauler. With a heavy rifle in his hands, he stormed off the craft and fired at anything that moved. The pod was quickly surrounded with the defender of the ship, mercenary Wookies. such powerful guards might have scared other pirates, but none that were led by Grindo Sedog himself.

He gunned down a few walking carpets before one caught him off guard and slammed him with a body check. Grindo went down and the hariy beast lep on top of him, wailing his fists down on the pirate. With his gun out of reach, Grindo grabbed one arm of the Wookie, and but down hard on it. His sharp teeth dug through the thick, matted fur, and the Wookie recoild with a roar. Grindo brought his mechanical arm up, with with hydraulic strength punch upwards at the Wookie's face. The beast toppled over, and Sedog retrieved his rifle from nearby, firing in a sweeping arc across another group of Wookies.

"Destroy them all! Leave none alive!"

His men cheered in return to his dire command. These mercenaries were fools to try and stop the people of the Outer Rim from taking their due...

 

[Pyrrah Tae]

Durasteel was pierced as his ship’s anchors sunk into the main cargo hauler of the fleet.

The captain and his crew could only imagine what would he on that ship. From the intel they had gathered, this fleet was supposed to be hauling valuable artifacts, heading for a museum only force knows where.

As The Blue Pearl slowly reeled its way towards the hauler, he watched as one of the other pirate ships began their boarding process. From the looks of it, the ship was Grindo’s. The large Karkarodon and Pyrrah have not crossed paths before, so this experience would prove interesting.

Once his ship was lined up parallel with the cargo hauler, he instructed his crew to begin cutting into the ship. The Blue Pearl’s oxygen bubble would latch onto the small opening, allowing the crew for easy access. After they were done, the surviving crew would be exposed to the vacuum of space.

The Durasteel shell peeled open like a piece of fruit. Stepping through the opening, the captain was greeted with some defending Wookiee guards. Fair enough, he expected nothing less.

With a sharp hiss, the lightsaber in his hand activated. Shock could be seen spreading across the Wookiee’s faces. It wasn’t his fault that they were keeping him for the treasure, but they were an obstacle that needed to be moved.

“Well then, this shall be fun.”

A few seconds after the activation he charged forward, using the force to enhance his speed. Cutting down the first two guards, his sight was set for the third. Deflecting the blaster shots with ease, he threw his lightsaber at the beast like a spear. It pierced the Wookiee’s just, ending its life.

“C’mon men, the treasure awaits us.”

Turning around, he looked at the men. They were still shocked at what he had just done. It had happened many times before, yet he wasn’t sure why they were still surprised.

This is why he was captain and they weren’t, he supposed.

Grindo Sedog | A ARS VAMI