The Jen'ari Empire Rises

[Darth Vyrassu]

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[member="Alec Rimmer"]
[member="Darth Aegis"]
[member="Darth Elra"]
[member="Darth Ivum"]
[member="Darth Kraves"]
[member="Darth Umbra"]
[member="Dianah Vi'Dreya"]
[member="Jack Anderson"]
[member="Jade Isara"]
[member="Jaron Lesan"]
[member="Khaldun"]
[member="Kyla Asla"]
[member="Kyrinov"]
[member="marlo tere"]
[member="Ozun Zhil"]
[member="Rure Vukot"]
[member="Seras Goto"]
[member="Statsberg"]
[member="The Speaker"]
[member="Valor"]
[member="Xevek Rakama"]
[member="Zaralax"]
[member="Zok Stellaris"]

Deep in the outer rim a planet covered in eternal electrical storms sits awaiting it's new owners. The Jen'ari Empire. Soon the orbit of the planet is disturbed by hundreds of Jen'ari Empire Ships coming out of hyperspace.

The Armada is led by Centurion Star Destroyer, named The Retribution. Aboard the massive capital ship sat the Sith of the Jen'ari Empire. As the ships all come to a hover over the planet several Drop ships are seen leaving various ships making their way to the planet most likely filled with Imperial Troops. On the Retribution bridge stood Darth Vyrassu in deep discussion with an Imperial Officer. Vyrassu was and would ignore anyone that came to him that wasn't his apprentice Kyrinov or His hand Darth Elra. Vyrassu looked out the massive windows watching the shuttles and drop ships heading to the massive planet in front of the capital ship. Vyrassu knew this would be a good spot to start the Empire's conquest to grow the Sith Society and build up the Empire's forces. The planet was dark, constant electrical storms, a Sith society already established here and the Jen'ari Empire would only add ti it.

Vyrassu looked over his shoulder to see the Sith of the Jen'ari getting ready to do whatever it was they were going to do. Vyrassu was proud of the Empire he built and proud of the Sith that has helped him do it, but he would never admit any of it ever. Vyrassu closed his eyes sensing the life forms on the planet, on the ship. Vyrassu felt this was right, it was far from the TSE, far from the First Order. It was perfect. Vyrassu opened his eyes looking still out the massive windows watching everything. This will be a crowning moment for the Jen'ari Empire. He then thought to himself, he will need to begin his lessons to Kyrinov very soon. He wanted to learn the ways to be a Sorcerer. Vyrassu knew the path all too well, it was difficult, long and stressful. But if his apprentice succeeded and doesn't fail, then he'll have great potential. Vyrassu closed his eyes and used the force to find Kyrinov. Once Vyrassu located the young Knight he smiled behind his mask opening his eyes to again sare out the bridge windows of the Retribution.

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[Norvuir]

Doomed​

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A derelict ship jumped out of hyperspace shortly after the bulk of the Armada appeared. The almost dead ship was flickering slowly to life as dropships and other transports began pouring out of the old ship. The rot flows ever onward never to be stopped, never to diminish until all life is smothered by darkness.

Valor stood inches away from the hangar exit, a mere step and he would meet oblivion for a second he thought to take that step. "My existence is only a speck in the grand picture, the time for life is over now we welcome an eternal sleep to wash over us." The words were spoken to no one but to valor, it seemed everyone heard them.

One of the three approached Valor, Viduus He who holds the scales. "Lord the time to descend soon approaches, the others have already departed." A simple nod form Valor and Viduus departed to his transport, Valor made his way to his own and stepped aboard.

[member="Darth Vyrassu"]

 

[Darth Miseria]

The Retribution​

Outer Rim Territories​

Classified Planet​

[member=Darth Vyrassu] | [member=Jaron Lesan]​

'The Retribution' hung in the blackness of space. Every so often the bright forks of lightning from the aggressive electrical storm below would reflect blinding flashes of light off its metal hull. Aboard this illustrious ship stood a woman so pale in contrast to the dark colour scheme it almost looked like she didn't belong.

But she did belong.

Black was the normal garb of a Sith but she never did like it much and she did have to make a pretence at looking like one, at least for today. Red was the next best thing. The deep robes of crimson she wore complimented her stark white skin and long hair that swept against the bottom of her back. Looking out with deep amber eyes from one of the many windows on the ship, she drank in everything she could. There was something magical and inexplicable about viewing a planet from space. From here it looked small, like you could walk around the entirety of it in less than a day, but the reality of it was very different. Through the confusing array of coloured storms she could make out the few different towns and cities. They all stretched as far as the eye could see, built in clusters on the vast blue tinted landscape.

Even though it looked rather insignificant from her vantage point, this was to be a second home.

A small smile worked its way over her expression when she tore herself away from the spectacular view. There wasn't time to marvel at it much longer. Adventure pulled at her curious bones and there was none bigger than the man who waited for her. Together, on his ship or a borrowed one, they would explore the very heart of the Jen'ari Empire.

 

[Kyrinov]

The Retribution​

Outer Rim Territories​

Classified Planet​

[member="Darth Vyrassu"] | The Jen'ari​

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Whenever possible, he spent his time alone.​

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[SIZE=9pt]Away from the bustle of Acolytes. Away from the tasks and missions and “etiquette” of the upcoming Empire. There any Dark Lords or budding Acolytes to bother him in the Sanctum aboard the [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Retribution[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]. No sense of urgency or thrill of sparring so far. However, should the opportunity present itself, he likely wouldn’t refuse. But, better still was the ringing silence of the room. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=9pt]It [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]consumed[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt] him. Swirled about the chamber in a violent maelstrom as he knelt in the eye of the storm. Black pants danced along the floor as bone pressed into metal. Further. [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Further. [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Further[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt] until the pain of holding such a position became excruciating as the seconds ticked by and dripped into what felt like days. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=9pt]The pale Knight seemed to shake as his upper body was exposed to the freezing condition of the area. But, even that was his own doing. Lean muscle tensed and relaxed as [/SIZE][SIZE=9pt]Amnesia[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt] was set down to the right of him, only to tighten once more as his throat constricted while the censorship of sound rendered him mute. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=9pt]There, in the Darkness, bathed in red light, he meditated in front of the small obelisk. He hoped that no one disturbed him while he was busy fixing and examining himself. For once, he’d kill for some quiet. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=9pt]But, as they all knew,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt]Peace is a lie[/SIZE][SIZE=9pt], however temporary it may be.[/SIZE]

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[Alec Rimmer]

Coming out of hyperspace, the planet could be seen below. I'ts blue atmosphere was alive and flickering with the lightning that constantly raged above the earth. Although the system had a sun, the planet was cast in eternal darkness accompanied by constant rain, the Dark Side filled this world. It was the perfect location for the rise of the Jen'ari Empire.

Alec guided his ship down to the surface of the planet in hopes of observing the landscape before continuing on to the rendezvous point. The clouds made it hard to see as he passed through the atmosphere trying to keep control of his ship. The lightning crackled around his ship as he descended to the planet's surface. As he passed through the clouds he was presented with the sight of a dark jungle, the darkness of night hid most of the details but the large number of trees along with the muddy river confirmed his thoughts. He would have to come back to the jungle at some point to discover more of what could be found on land; however, he didn't have time, he needed to meet back with the fleet and the rest of the Sith at the Citidel. As he continued north the storm seemed to grow stronger causing him to focus more on the control of his ship, suddenly out of nowhere, a long jagged dagger of blue lightning struck the wing of his Delta-7. "Rimmer to fleet, I've been struck by lightning I'm going down, repeat I am going down!" his only reply was static, his communications must have been damaged by the lightning. "RD-66, prepare for an emergency landing!" The forest zoomed ever closer as he fell from his position in the sky, the trees began to slap against his ship as he blew through the tree line.

The impact was something he didn't quite remember, the next thing he knew, he was still belted into his cockpit with the nose of his ship buried about a meter into the ground. Opening the hatch, he jumped out of the crashed vessel. "No comms, no navigation, it looks like I'm in for a great time walking back to the Citadel."...

 

[Jaron Lesan]

The Retribution​

Outer Rim Territories​

Classified Planet​

[member="Darth Vyrassu"] | [member="Dianah Vi'Dreya"]​

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The floor buzzed with the faint and soft vibrations of the powerful engines which moved the flagship through the reaches of Jen'ari space. Jaron was not a member of the empire, but friendly, especially when it came to the ghastly white ghost which stood looking out of the view port. Jaron stood behind her in stark contrast. His dark hair and black robes were that of what a typical sith would wear. The color was not under his ownership by any means, but he had been wearing it for so long that he had adopted it as his trademark. Save the red helmet of his armor, nothing Jaron wore had color to it.

This mission was not anything Jaron was needed for, but his curiosity had seen him join. The borders of the empire were something Jaron wanted to take in, as was life among the armada. While the capitol planet was one he was familiar with, most of the living was not done there, not when an Empire had to be policed. Jaron wanted to see it in action, and what better way to do that.

Dainah was his ticket aboard, as was his friendly relations with Vyrassu. Jaron had met the man only once before, and was darker because of it. His hand pressed against Dianah's back as he stepped closer to the viewport. He would hope to meet her master, though for now, he was content to drink in the form she kept now. While he could not change, she could, and it was like this, the white ghostly figure, her name would be made for itself. His caramel complected lover would not be the face of fear she would be known by, Jaron was convinced of it, and why... when this facade inspired fear and intimidation from the most seasoned of warriors.

She was in fact, the lady in white...

 

[Darth Vyrassu]

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[member="Alec Rimmer"]
[member="Darth Aegis"]
[member="Darth Elra"]
[member="Darth Kraves"]
[member="Darth Umbra"]
[member="Jack Anderson"]
[member="Khaldun"]
[member="Kyla Asla"]
[member="marlo tere"]
[member="Ozun Zhil"]
[member="Rure Vukot"]
[member="Seras Goto"]
[member="The Speaker"]
[member="Valor"]
[member="Xevek Rakama"]
[member="Zaralax"]
[member="Zok Stellaris"]

Vyrassu finishes his discussion with the Imperial officer. Then Grand Moff Sarkis walks up to Vyrassu. My lord, the imperial military is ready for departure to the planet, my troops will begin marital law and put the planet under our control. Nothing can stop us now lord. Vyrassu nods to the Grand Moffs words. Vyrassu knew this was it, the planet would become under Empire control, a great starting place to expand their territory. Vyrassu remained focus looking out the window watching people leave the fleet and heading to the planet. Vyrassu slightly turned his head to the Grand Moff. Make it happen Grand Moff Sarkis, show no mercy to those who disobey or turn against the empire. This planet is ours now and it shall remain that way. Grand Moff Sarkis bowed to Vyrassu. Yes my lord.

Grand Moff Sarkis turned on his heel and walked out off the bridge to give the orders Vyrassu requested to the Imperial Military. Vyrassu turned and watched Sarkis leave the ship. His black mask flowing evenly with his black robes and black pauldrons. The eyes of his mask glowing red as he watched the imperial officers work. Vyrassu's body had black smoke stems coming off him from his power in the darkside. Vyrassu then turned back around watching out the window. Meanwhile down in the Retribution's massive main hangar thousands of black Sith Troopers were marching together loading onto drop ships and shuttles.

(JUST IMAGINE IT AS DEATH TROOPERS NOT CLONE AND IN A HANGAR NOT OUTSIDE)
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On a balcony over the hangar watching the whole thing was Grand Moff Sarkis and several imperial officers. This was a sight that would take your breath away. A sight that meant power, control and the start of something big. The rise of the Jen'ari Empire.


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[Alec Rimmer]

The jungle was even darker than he had thought it would be, the light that came through the atmosphere was barely enough to see regularly, but amongst the trees it was impossible. Alec would have to rely on his fine tuned senses to get him through the mysterious rain forest. Reaching out he could begin to construct a mental force-map if you will, the trees, bushes, and all living things were in sync with the force, he just had to tune in.

Walking through the forest was still slightly difficult as Alec could not see the un-living things such as rocks or water. As he continued, he ignited his lightsaber, perhaps the minimal glow given off by the red lazerblade would be of some help in improving his sight. "I'm getting night vision as soon as I get to the Citadel, this is ridiculous." As he spoke to himself he was slightly distracted from force-mapping and was relying too much on the light from his weapon to notice that he was on a course to collide with a group of strangers patrolling the woods.

"I really hope I'm getting close to the..."
"Hold it right there." a voice commanded him from behind, the sound of a blaster charging to the ready. It was foolish of him to get so distracted by the small amount of sight given by his lightsaber, now he was in a predicament that could most likely, only be resolved through violence, an outcome Alec had no problem with.
"Drop the lightsaber Mandalorian."
Alec had no intention of dropping his weapon, not to anyone especially not to some marauder scum on the surface of the Jen'ari's new planet.