The first step is a doozy [Dominion of Lareen]

[Yag'dril'sil]

@[member="Lylin Osh"]

Mirshen looked at the woman and gave a nod before hearing the orders and getting some more gear. "Alright then get into the ship and start her up. We'll head sown and anything that gets in the way we blow it up." With a look around he touched one of the boar rifles and a river gun securing them in the case. He knew what he needed to do and knew what would have to be done on the ground warning all the people that the sith were coming, maybe with glow rods. One by land and two by sea would have to be worth it after all. He loaded another crate into the ship and secured it with the soldiers who came to stand there before he crouched low taking his mask out. "Alright Lylin... Lets kick some tires and light some fires we have a planet to save."

 

[Allison Willamina]

Allison looked down at Ayden and gave a nod as she went to the ship and had her equipment. A breath in as she loaded the weapon harness with two turrets to carry and grabbed one of the larger flak cannons for herself. She looked at the Omega soldiers that came into the transport with her. They couldn't all fit in but it left more room for equipment and speeders while the large armored mandalorian tapped the door closing it. She was ready to head down to the planet and take care of what needed to be done. Fortify the cities and help the people.

 

[Nameless Knight]

Knight had moved into the transport and checked her gear namely the speeder she would be using once down on the planet. THe cities had to be warned and communications had to be set up so they could get more forces from the Protectorate. She ran a hand through her hair and checked the pink robes while the others filed into the ship and secured the soldiers. They were going to go down into the storm and she hoped the pilots were ready.

 

[Basaba Willamina]

The transport was getting loaded while Basaba checked the river rifle and bolter MK II, not as special but with all the equipment they were taking down she had taken the chance to get be on one of the supply transports with the communications equipment. her gauntlets flexed before bringing another crate into the ship and nodding her agreement. The doors were closed and she went to the front taking the co-pilots seat checking the systems. "Ready to go"

 

[Mistral]

@[member="Aoyoshi Kinkawa"]

Mistral looked at Aoyoshi and gave a nod, he hadn't enjoy the idea fully of leaving but he preferred being with her. As logn as she was here and safe he was more then willing to do all he could ever want to do. He sat there on the transport and gave a nod securing himself in and making sure she was in it as well. "Alright once we get down there we'll do all we can." He kept his hand on hers while he wondered about her wound but knew it had to hurt.. The best he could do is hope she had been replacing the synth skin and bacta batches to heal it.

 

[Noah Corek]

@[member="Flint Corek II"]
Noah chuckled when his brother mentioned the fact of their parents wanting them to do this. "I gotta admit,all those lessons dad drilled into our heads when we were kids about helping people sure go through." Noah admitted to his brother and then chuckled when his brother mentioned the Omega redhead rumor. "That's a rumor,but we have some hot redheads."

 

[Katagiri Ike]

@[member="Ayden Cater"]

Katagiri followed and gave a nod of her head to that. Once they could communicate with the Republic and mandalorians. Once they could link of and be prepared for the sith it would all play a factor into their success or failure on this world. With a breathe of fresh air she was on the lift and spoke. "The gods favor the bold and compared to the sith we are bold, they need to hide behind cheap tricks and fear. We offer peace and safety." Then they were in the hanger and she looked upon the transports giving a nod of her head to the talks of the plan. She moved quickly towards her own transport and checked the speeder while getting one or two looks as she sat down on the edge near the door to be the first off the ship and protect her people. "We are ready to head down Lord Protector and brign the freedom of the protectorate to Valen."

 

[Serana]

Serana moved getting onto the transport and giving a nod of her head at the others. She had more equipment and checked the speeders with a nod that they were secure. Then moved to the co-pilots seat checking the systems. There was plenty to load still but she had a flight plan they could use and looked at the pilot. "We can use this and adjust as needed but it should get us through the storm safely... Hopefully. This world is many things but we will not know." She checked her visor and removed it for moment to rub her eyes with a grin. "Ready when you are."

 

[Captain James Edward Stone]

Edward looked at the Lord Protector as he spoke in person and there was not much else to say the man was quite the awesome sight to behold. He payed attention to the words and stood in the doorway before his crew entered with crates for the rest of them to get down there. "Alright Lord Protector we shall work to alert the local populace of the wickedness of the sith." He moved in and closed the doors as several soldiers and the crew joined in with a smirk. "Alright crew we shall fly once more into the breach and save the people and if we find any pirates down there we will hunt them.

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

@[member="Mirshen"]



She smiled as Mirshen started to load the ship. She loves to fly and this was going to be fun, flying with him again. She just had to remember to avoid the apples.

In the pilot seat, Lylin commenced the warm up procedures and ran checks on all systems. Fuel is at capacity, and the engines hummed .. she listened to them for a bit as she has a way of hearing them, hearing any slight problems through the sound. The hyperdrive recalibrated and check, shields all good, they are good to go.

As soon as Mirshen arrived to the cockpit, he gave the signal to depart and Lylin eased the ship off the platform and into the atmosphere. Co-ordinate all set and soon they will in on course.

 

[Jsc]

.....

Herald-Class Cruiser, Construct One: Falling from the Sky

Indeed. It had already been over a month since the discovery of the new mineral-rich planet had garnered their attention. Demand had skyrocketed for the world throughout the entire galaxy and The Omega Protectorate had seen fit to launch a priority mission to secure as much of the world as they could. It was no surprise that Mass-Landing craft like the Herald-Class Cruiser had been dispatched en masse either. It was just too bad that the uncharted orbital storms had a funny way of knocking them out of the sky.

~ "...We are going down. All hands brace for impact. I repeat, Construct One is going down..." ~

The lights flickered and the artificial gravity paneling began to lose it's pull. Karen fought her stomachs desire to be pulled in two directions at once. Then there was silence, darkness, and cold sweat of plummeting into the unknown. She took two rapid breaths before the entire ship began to shake violently again. Then came the crash. And she blacked out.

.....

The White Cliffs. Construct One Crash Site: Unharmed

Construct One had crash landed into the green-grassy plains just north of the Valenite City of Lareen. The salty wind was brushing along the coastline of jagged grey rocks and shear coastal drop-offs. Pressing against the lopsided hull. Already the flickering ruin of the massive Cruiser was being circled by white-winged seagulls above. Deep inside the ship, the crew's heads were still swimming from the crash.

"Commander. ...Commander Roberts? You okay up there?"

"Yeah. ..Ugh, yeah. I'm fine. Crash webbing did it's job. ...Ugh. ...How are we?"

"Well. The ships in two pieces now. One piece landed up on the ridge and one smashed down into the beach below. We flipped onto our side somehow coming in. So. Other than having the crew split up into two separate parties now? ...I'd say were fine. Well. We're alive, anyway."

"Losses?"

"Sorry. Still counting everything I suppose. Captain Guile is up top getting a sit-rep. He might have answers for you. ...Um. Need a hand getting down from there?"

Karen undid her crash webbing and fell down to the floor. She landed like a kitten upon the new 'walkway'. The new 'ground' that had once been a wall. The ship was resting on it's side now. Mobility around the ship would be interesting.

"No. I'm fine. ...Continue your cabin sweep looking for survivors. I'll fine Guile and see to the situation myself."

"Very well. Suit yourself Commander. ...Let's just hope everyone else made it planet-side without needing to blow up their ship first. God speed ma'am. Climb safely."

Karen brushed the dirt and bruises away from her face. Sighing with regret as she climbed down into the off-kilter doorway and out into the hall. She would proceed top-side and rendezvous with the crew. Then what was left of the crew would likely gather together and proceed south towards the Lord Protector's objective. It was sad to say, but some of this expensive equipment would never leave this planet again. Crash landing or not? It was time to see if this long-forgotten planet was the friendly sort?

...Or not.

 

[Ayden Cater]

Protectorate FOB
Endless Resolve
Mid-day

"It could be worse. Out of our initial eight assault cruisers, we have one confirmed destroyed and one confirmed crash. Construct One was loaded with most of our manufacturing equipment and supplies for vehicle repairs." Ayden sat at a table with a dozen officers while a Colonel gave the first major sitrep. "Last transmission from Construct One puts its likely crash location somewhere near the coast of the northern sea. Our priority should be recovering Construct One's cargo and crew. Without those supplies, our ground armor will be significantly harder to repair and maintain." A few others murmured in agreement while Ayden tapped his fingers in thought.

"How many boots do we have on the ground?" The Colonel looked at his datapad and seemed to flip through a few pages before looking up. "Initial estimates put our present ground force at around seventy-thousand. We have another twelve assault cruisers on landing approaching. They've been advised to route all available power to their shields and engines. Conservatively, we should have close to one hundred eighty thousand troops on the planet before the day's done." There were some pleasured chatter amongst the officers before the Colonel continued. "Unfortunately, sensors indicate that the storms in the upper atmosphere are only getting worse, and will continue to get worse. Projections indicate that within twenty-four to forty-eight galactic standard hours, the storms will reach an intensity so strong that any further landing attempts would risk almost certain destruction."

"Thank you, Colonel. You've done well." Ayden nodded and rose from his chair. "I have reports that indicate the first of our forces have arrived in the northern city of Telin and have received favorable welcome. As it is the northern most city on the continent, its safety is all but guaranteed. So, our focus will continue to be on the city to the south-east of our present position, Lareen. Thanks to map data received from our team in Telin, we have the names and locations of the most major cities on the planet. I want scouts sent as far south as Polth and Oliph the begin military readiness assessments of the cities and begin introducing ourselves to the locals. Gods willing, by the time we get that far south, they will welcome us warmly and we can begin fortifications without delays. Dismissed"

Each officer gave him a salute and turned to carry out their orders. Ayden, for his part, let his thoughts wander to the two ships they had lost already. Construct One would be salvageable, of that he was certain. The other ship, the one that had been destroyed over water, was unlikely to be covered. There might have been some escape pods and dropships that escaped the ship's destruction, but it was still a setback when they could ill afford one. Every major power in the galaxy was here, contesting the planet's control. It bothered him that they were having to do the same, but he told himself that if they won control over the planet, that he'd leave it completely autonomous. They had good lives before the galaxy turned a greedy eye to them. He had no wish to keep his hand on their lives than absolutely necessary.

Such was the ugliness of war.

 

[Jsc]

.....
The White Cliffs: Salvaging Construct One

Karen popped open the roof hatch and pulled herself out from the long darkness below. The beautiful light of day was, I dare say, blinding. Up here, the smell of the sea and chiming of the gulls was a blast of fresh air. She smiled and breathed it all in. It was breathtaking.

"...Roberts? Ha! About darn time you showed up. Where the mark have you been?"

Captain Guile. White male in this late forties. Lifelong colonial military turned Protectorate man. Apparently, this wasn't his favorite mission so far. Go figure.

"Sorry sir. I was climbing. What's the news."

"Miles! Bring her up to speed. And get me that radio!"

"Yes sir! ...Ahem. Ma'am? If you'll follow me. The Captain has the FOB on the horn. We're still working on getting everything settled out here."

"Understandable Lieutenant. How are our numbers?"

"We're still counting. With half the ship and her crew down on the beach? It could take awhile. ...Look. See down there. We're pulling all the equipment out from the hull and getting it prepped from transit. Surprisingly, the Engineers say most of the equipment is salvageable. It will just take time to pull it all out. We're counting it as we go."

"And the medics?"

"Ah. You mean casualties? Yes, I know. We've restored power to the med bays and are helping as many people as we can. Truthfully it's a blessing in disguise. We didn't lose any doctors."

"All right. I see. Well then. I'll head down to the floor and help the teams with the salvage operations. But once we get everything pulled out, we'll need a place to store it?"

"The Captain is working with Command already. I think all of our gear is already tasked to operations around the Peninsula. The trick is getting it there without being late to the party. Sorry ma'am. But I don't think we'll be needing any warehouses."

"It's fine. It's fine. ...Thanks for the sit-rep. Tell the Captain we'll be working as hard as we can to get everything out of the ship and out to where it needs to be. That broken section of the ship down by the beach will just have to wait for now."

"Understood Commander. And sorry for the rush. But, god speed and Force be with you. We'll be in touch."

The young Lieutenant gave a quick salute and returned to the Captain's side. Karen sighed and looked out over the great expanse from which she towered like an eagle. From the top of this smashed ship you could see everything. It was like being on top of the world. It made her smile one last time as she reached for her com,

"Kyles? You reading me? You still alive down there soldier."

"Oi. Yes ma'am. We're all here. What's the situation?"

"It's complicated. ...Meet me on the ground near deck twelve. We're on off-loading duty. Let's get this baby unpacked by nightfall. Commander over and out."

She switched off her wrist com and approached the edge of the ship. The view was amazing. Though, it was a long way down to deck twelve. Climbing back down the way she came, just wouldn't do. So she giggled and spread her arms to the sun. Ah. Just smell that air. It was magnificent. ...Just like old times.

She smiled effortlessly, closed her eyes, and stepped off the bridge. Drifting down, down, into the endless sky.

One more day to go.

 

[Corvo Anattolius]

The electrical storms of Valen were an intimidating barrier to be sure, but Corvo thought he'd figured a way past the things. Special antenna-like vanes had been secured to the underside of the Persephone to ground static electricity away from the hull and back into the air, hopefully at least. That would make them a less attractive target for the lightning, but on the off chance they were still hit, well that was the really crazy part of the plan. Flying his freighter into the atmosphere, he waited until they were about a kilometer above the storm, then he cut the hypermatter feed to the reactor. High winds and turbulence began buffeting the YGX as it plummeted through the storm. A sudden gust slammed into the port side of the ship, tilting it almost onto its side before Corvo could compensate and the nose of the ship began to drop. Rather than correct the roll, the Echani pilot just let the nose continue to fall as he swung it down and then back around, pulling the nose up in the new direction the ship was facing just as they burst through the lower cloud cover. "Power!" He shouted so the Wookie in engineering could hear that it was time.

Five hundred meters later and the lights had only flickered once before dying again. "Get that reactor back on, we need power..." Another half kilometer of near free-fall, this thing didn't really glide much. "Power power power power," by then he might have sounded a little panicked. Seriously, what was taking that blasted Wookie? Power came surging back on in time for him to see the altimeter fly past three thousand meters in the wrong direction. Oh this wasn't good. Hitting the thrusters to maximum, he initiated the landing mode which rotated the outside rear and waist engines into VETOL mode. The ship lurched as the engines slammed on, pressing everyone into their seats, or more into them anyways. By the time they passed a thousand they were well on their way to slowing and he brought the repulsorlift online which brought them to a steady hover. "Phew, thank you whoever's idea that was." Sniffing his shoulder he decided that he could probably use a change of shirt before presenting himself to whomever. "Nami, get a line to whomever is in charge and get a sit-rep and find out where we're supposed to report to. I'll be back momentarily."

 

[Ayden Cater]

Southeast of Protectorate FOB
Aboard a M47 Dropship
En Route to Lareen

Ayden stood in the center of the dropship's cargo hold, hand looped through a leather holding strap while the other occupants sat quietly. None looked at him, most likely due to their unease with being in the presence of the Lord Protector. While he couldn't say he understood the sentiment fully, Ayden knew well enough by now to know that he had something of an intimidating aura around him that was only exacerbated by his title. In short, he was fairly unapproachable. While it had its uses from time to time, Ayden did not want to let arrogance get the best of him and carry him off into corruption. So he periodically liked to remind himself of reality.

They were on their way to the nearest city of Lareen. Protectorate forces in Telin reported total success in convincing the locals of the dangers and that they had begun preparing the city for possible invasion. Though it was a relief for a mission to go according to plan, Ayden doubted that their future missions would be so easy. As the sky tinged pink and orange from the setting sun, Lareen came into view. Staring out a viewport, Ayden was immediately struck by how much it looked like the city of Theed on Naboo. It certainly looked every bit the peaceful city they were expecting.

"Hail them and see if we can't get some kind of starport or landing zone. Otherwise, we'll have to hoof it into the city." There were some groans at that thought, but in truth Ayden felt that most of them would welcome the open air. There was something about Valen that just begged for peace. It was a travesty that the Sith would seek to turn the planet to ruin. After a few minutes of waiting, they got a response and soon the dropship was flying low over the city. People stopped and looked up at the unusual ship as it made a few circles and slowly lowered itself into a waiting hanger. As it touched down, the ramp lowered to allow the three dozen men to disembark. Ayden stepped down the ramp, dressed in a sharp suit that concealed an armored underwear. "Greetings. My name is Ayden Cater, Lord Protector of the Omega Protectorate."

Opposite of him were four Humans; three male, one female. The woman spoke first. "I'm Lera, High Councilor of Lareen. These are my fellow Councilors." Introducing them in turn, she turned back to Ayden with a questioning gaze. "I do not recognize your ship. You must be offworlders." Despite the relative pleasantness of her voice, there was no missing the hesitation in her voice, nor the subtle tone of mistrust. Ayden smiled and nodded in the affirmative. "We are. I'm sure you've already heard some reports of other offworlders; some good, some bad. I want to promise you we're some of the former." Lera seemed briefly placated while Ayden continued. "We're actually here to warn you about some bad offworlders." The Councilors murmured together briefly before Lera turned to Ayden and beckoned for him to follow her.

 

[Levy Willamina]

Protectorate FOB

Levy had been ready and amped the entire time down, the forward bases construction and getting it ready was only the excuse she needed to properly get down and on a speeder. Now as she stood there and popped her neck, cracked her knuckles and checked the equipment a grin played on her face under the helmet. The view of the city they were heading to more then enough to inspire in the setting sun but more then that it had her ready to make sure these people were safe. They weren't mandalorian or like the others they actually did know peace at least it seemed and with their primary resource something the galaxy wanted they would have to find a way to fight back so the planet didn't get strip mined by the likes of the sith. "Alright people when we get down make sure everything is ready to go and work on showing why we are the smarter choice then ones who want to exploit them."

 

[Tysk Willamina]

Telin was a strange place, it was no wonder she had come here first with the others. the less armored and little weapons they had weren't needed. The people were very much welcoming and kind. Just went to show you why if war truly came they might be destroyed Tysk thought letting out a sigh as she walked around the city towards her speeder. The clothing, the culture and the people were pleasant enough but they needed to make sure the defenses were up and ready for it the sith attacked. Needed to make sure the other cities were warned and made aware of who was coming. "Alright form up on me and head out we'll get to the next city and work to help them."

 

[Basaba Willamina]

The ship came in and Basaba let the polarizing lift from the visor, the ship rocked a little and she straightened it out coming in towards the city. "Everyone get ready to deploy, we're coming in t-minus five minutes." With a look at the other pilot she gave a nod and they went to work setting it about while the field outside of Telin came into view with the night descending upon them. A smirk came to her face for the moment while running a hand along the controls. Once the ship was touched down she started to open the doors while speaking. "We are down go go go."

 

[Yag'dril'sil]

@[member="Lylin Osh"]

Mirshen looked at Lylin with a grin while he peered at the controls and made sure the door was closed. This was private time, between the two of them before they entered the hellish landscape of night and war. Oh so many things to shoot and he would do all he could to make things go boom. "So when we get down there what you looking to do? We could hop on a speeder, visit some of the locals, find a few sith and shoot them or go and find the beach frolic in the sand while plants mines in case of aquatic assault. Make lots of things go boom."

 

[Nameless Knight]

Knight looked up from her transport while the were going down, there were some questions she had but they could wait. Namely what the overall plan was to try and drive the sith off of the world. They could do much but this was a semi dangerous gambit if the enemy didn't care about anything more then just the resources... Which she imagined the sith would seek to do, little else besides looking for the mines of the planet and what they could take. The people of Valan be damned. It meant she and Omega would have to seek to break down all of the enemies footholds on the world. "Alright once we get down move out and spread the word. The sith are here and dangerous."