The Mandalorian Crusade | MC vs GR Invasion of Kashyyyk

RC 212 · Aug 27, 2016

Battle of the Century!

Location: West Beach

Allies: Republic

Enemies: The Crazy Mando's. Also [member="Ra Vizsla"]

Jack laughed aloud, letting the laughter roll around the insides of his helmet and into the mike. The madman Vizsla called him Dar'Manda, but yet lead his Clan's into the dishonourable slaughter of anything in their path?

"Traitor ha ha ha! C'mon now Vizsla you slimy son of a bantha porker. Auretii. The Republic didn't have to pay me Osik. I'm Jack Raxis, founder of Clan Raxis, Second Warden of the Void!"

The chant grew insanely loud in his mind, energies swirling in a vortex about him. He felt the very air crackled and ripple, roiling off his skin. Jack was mustering up every bit of energy he possibly possessed. He'd stood toe to toe with Sith Lords in the deep reaches and faced down monsters in the Void.

This Vizsla was just another test, another Challenge.

"Who could believe the Clans made someone as pathetic as you their ruler. They must surely be blinded by your incredible blood lust. You're dung Viszla. You've thrown away the very core tenants of the Supercommando Codex and brought us back to the Dark Ages. Nice work!"

Goading and goading some more. As the Rangers fired, Jack reloaded, swivelling the gun around his fist and locking another Beskar Shell with a click. His mind tracked everything, the weight of his Besk'ad at his side, the Gun in his hand, the armor on his back.

"Come for me Auretii. Clan Raxis will defy you until their extinction, I swear it on my mothers honor and all those before me!"

Taung ala' taung gosh....

Both feet slid shoulder length apart. Dark purple energy crackled on Jacks armor, and he clenched his jaw tight, ready for the storm of the Aeons....

Ra Vizsla · Aug 27, 2016

P R A C T I C E

"Clan Raxis will defy you until their extinction!"

"....Oh, good."

Ra was more than halfway down the beach towards Jack Raxis, who was very obviously aware Ra was coming for him but was making no moves towards the Mand'alor.

Was Jack all bark and no bite?

It sure looked like it.

"...This defiance won't last long, then."

Blaster fire began erupting towards the troops Jack had brought with him from the massive armada that had landed on the beach.

Their orders were clear, though.

Ignore Jack.

He was Ra's.

Ra was close, now, and began to break into a sprint directly for Jack. His skystrike jetpack began boosting him up into the air as the Iron Wolf's spear elongated and aimed directly for Jack's helmet.

Gna Grimwasp · Aug 27, 2016

Location: East Beach heading to the main group.
Allies: no one
Enemy: who ever is in front of her
Operation: Fall back to the main group.
Equipment: http://starwarsrp.ne...ns-saber-spear/ http://starwarsrp.ne...-phrik-halberd/

Skev Anaki hated to cut and run Damm it ir went against what Argus taught her.
But the orders were to fall back and she was in Enemy terretory.
She spun her saber at her opponents to ward them off and channeled the force anf unleashed a force push shoveing them back

And then she ran.
dodging blaster fire a shot rang off her helmet.

RC 212 · Aug 27, 2016

Battle of the Century!

Location: West Beach

Allies: Republic

Enemies: The Crazy Mando's. Also [member="Ra Vizsla"]

Vizsla came in just as hot as Jack had hoped, if not a little hotter. He was moving much faster than even he had planned for and for a moment Jack felt a brief sensation of fear flutter in his stomach. Fear which was demolished and sucked into his spell. The goading had worked, drawing the Warlord in close.

On any other day Jack would be loathe to make the first move, but circumstances required it.

"Ang vosh, tau' la!"

The chant grew in intensity, the syllables repeated again and again. Jack waited a second, then two, then three until the hulking armored beast was right on top of him and roared the last repetition of the chant.

Ancient Tusken Magic's worked well here, since their Warlocks had spent centuries among the Sands, and the beach was sand it was only fitting. The earth crackled as the dark purple energies arced and flashed from his body down into the sand, leaving scorch marls as their tendrils seared the grains.

Jack felt the weight of the sands, the curve of the lightning, and focused on it. Everything else melted away. The sounds of battle, the screams the cracks of rifles. He was the sand now, and the sand was him.

"Yarrrghh Die Auretii!"

Twin serpents thick as a man ripped up from the beach, made of sand folding in on itself and lashed towards Vizsla. Like twin pythons of crackling dark magic and sandpaper they encircled him moving in to try and grip on and grind his body, to crush his organs and strip his exposed skin raw..

"This is only the beggining Vizsla!" Jack roared.

The Shotgun raised up as he pedalled back, muzzle dead in line with the warrior.

Ra Vizsla · Aug 27, 2016

P R A C T I C E

"....w-what are you doing?"

Ra landed next to the man, pulling back his spear, and refusing to impale him.

Mand'alor stood still, allowing the man to backpedal with his shotgun as two Sand Serpents began to emerge from the ground.

Ra looked down, and they immediately began to rescind.

As if they were being pushed back by some unknown force.

The Ysalamir on Ra's back chirped.

The Bral sat silent in the distance.

Ra thrust his spear into the sand, looking at the man.

The blaster fire towards Jack would stop for a minute. Silence was befalling their side of the beach.

"Okay, stop."

Ra held up his hand. If the man was going to shoot him, then it would be the third least cowardly act Clan Raxis had performed in the last span of 10 minutes.

"You're a - er, were - Mandalorian.

I'm Mand'alor.

You challenged me, said 'lets settle this the old way'. Your words, dar'manda. And now you have a shotgun and..."

His hand gestured to the beach.

"....whatever that was."

Ra looked around the troops.

"Does anyone have a beskad, maybe a mythosaur axe that we could borrow over here?"

Ra's vizor turned back to black from red, his judging eyes falling on Jack.

He didn't say it, but Jack could infer the words from the Iron Wolf's helmet.

"Seriously?"

Gna Grimwasp · Aug 27, 2016

" I have a Halbard. " Anaki yelled as shr ran on to the beach just in time to haeat the request.
" It woyld be an honor to see it used my a Mand'Alor. " Anaki SAid sucking in air as her hart thudded in to her ears.
[member="Ra Vizsla"]

Ra Vizsla · Aug 27, 2016

[member="Anaki Sann"]

"Thank you, girl. Give it to the nice man over there," Ra pointed at Jack. "Though I don't think it'll be getting used by a Mand'alor."

The flaming turkey from earlier was seen running around in circles near the crest of the beach, smoke billowing from its feathers.

Dune Rhur · Aug 27, 2016

West Beach, Behind the Lines

Dune had taken a moment to rest. He ate methodically as he studied the distant battle. He couldn't see it in great detail. His species near-sighted vision hindered him in this way.

But he could feel the energies of the battle. The wrongness of it all washed over him. The Bith sighed after swallowing a mouthful of water. There was work to do so he rose again.

The few moments had passed by quickly. Then it was back into the field hospital....

RC 212 · Aug 27, 2016

Battle of the Century!

Location: West Beach

Allies: Republic

Enemies: The Crazy Mando's. Also [member="Ra Vizsla"]

The old way's. Yes now he remembered. So ensnared in the heat of the battle Jack had quite forgotten what was occurring. His mind had reacted of instinct rather than of actual thought. As the spear thrust into the sand Jack faced the hulk and sneered.

"I did say the old way, and no I don't need your halberd girl."

The shotgun was flugn away next to the spear, and he stepped forwards. One gloved hand went to his Besk'ad, gripping the cloth wrapped hilt. It was a reassuring feeling, a hilt he'd felt a thousand times before. Old ways.

"Single weapon, no armor."

Jack drew the Besk'ad, letting the dull and pitted blade gleam in the setting sun and the flames of the battle. Smoke washed over them, wrapping the combatants in a sea of black and gray hues. The sea's salty smell rushed into his nostrils as he ripped off his helmet and cast it into the sand next to the shotgun.

"A circle of combat, drawn in the sand by a third party."

Now it was Vizsla's turn. Once h stripped his helmet and the circle was drawn, they would both strip their armor until they were in clothes only.

"Do you accept?"

Whispers of Lumirith · Aug 27, 2016

Location: Kochirho City Vicinity
Objective: To Catch a Master.
Allies: Mandalorian Clans | [member="Ra Vizsla"] | [member="Draco Vereen"] | [member="Caspian Rekali"] | [member="Rekali the Hutt"] | [member="Funky Balor"] | [member="Vilaz Munin"]

Enemies: Galactic Republic | [member="Elaine Thul"] | [member="Captain August "]| [member="Ali Hadrix"] | [member="Kara Runo"] | [member="Kista Fel"] | [member="Dune Rhur"]

Mira had taken the time to catch up to [member="Dune Rhur"], having sensed a presence within the Force amongst the chaos and comedic scene unfolding around her.

His trip to the field hospital would be cut short.

With an explosive and thunderous BOOM, Mira would land before him in a cloud of debris and dirt. As the cloud settled, Mira stood before him, brushing herself off casually. A sigh escaped her lips as she began to speak, not even bothering to look ahead at the Bith. *The Jedi Order allowed themselves to be corrupted by darkness.* She shook her head slowly. *It's actually quite sad, nothing more the puppets.* She turned and looked at Dune.

*Tangled in strings.* A hand would gesture to him. "You follow murderers and cowards who hide behind holocameras and armies filled with children as soldiers." Mira would pace to the right, examining the Jedi Master. *I ask that you surrender and come peacefully.* Both hands would come up, briefly. "No one is attacking you here, however, should you resist a peaceful request - I will be forced to take measures to restrain you and bring you in.*

Her hands lowered to her side.

*The choice is yours.*

Gna Grimwasp · Aug 27, 2016

" Idiots missing an oppertunity to use a Prik Halberd? The boss man better kick this fools arse. " Anaki said to herself admittadly she thaught it was [member="Ra Vizsla"] who was going to use her weapon thus her hast in offering it up for use.
but her eyes moved to Jacks's troops she readied herself. sucking in some air she focoused slowing her hart rate trying to gather her breath.
and ready for a fight.

Arla Ordo · Aug 27, 2016

[SIZE=18.6667px]Location: At the Embassy[/SIZE]
[SIZE=18.6667px]Objective: Twilight Raid[/SIZE]
[SIZE=18.6667px]Allies: [member="Ginnie Ordo"] | [member="Mia Monroe"] | [member="Andy Rodarch"] | @korono oda | [member="Buruk Surhaai"] | Wembley the Tuk'ata[/SIZE]
[SIZE=18.6667px]Enemies: [member="Thoja Arlos"][/SIZE]

[SIZE=18.6667px]Ginnie was right Arla did not know how to deal with fire, it was destructive, and left nothing but ashes when done. But yes if Ginnie knew how to suppress the fire that she was for it. It would keep the rest of the city from burning.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=18.6667px]"Bio-signs in fire blip as pale green, blue and red in IR. Look for mottled pillars in the flame. Look low, if they're stuck inside, they're usually huddling down close to the ground, where the air hasn't been used up, yet."[/SIZE]

[SIZE=18.6667px]Arla listened this time taking the information and applying it to her surroundings, yes there were wookies trapped in here, hiding trying to get away. Immediately they began shuffling out any of the wookies that had tried to duck into other places they thought safe.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=18.6667px]The Embassy was burning but as she followed Ginnie out she watched with amazement as her sister put out more of the flame. Meanwhile Arla turned back to look at the Embassy. The heat was increasing, there was word of Ra on the beach a challenge from Clan Raxis, feth.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=18.6667px]Could they pick a better time?[/SIZE]

[SIZE=18.6667px]But there were still blips in the Embassy, beneath it...Arla stepped closer, opening her comms again “Is there anyone left in the Embassy?” She had heard that snipers were needed to take out Republic solders, and she would go, but she couldn’t shake that feeling that someone might be trapped below.[/SIZE]

Ra Vizsla · Aug 27, 2016

P R A C T I C E

"A Mandalorian never removes his armor in battle,"

Ra bellowed.

His soldiers responded with a battle cry of roar.

This was no training circle. This was no spar session.

This was an instruction to the Republic. To Clan Raxis. To every enemy of the Clans, this was an instruction of who they were. Of what the Resol'nare meant. Of why honor and tradition were so important. It seemed every Mandalorian who took issue with Ra seemed to be so engrossed with themselves that they had forgotten what even they were arguing for. What they fought for.

Ra knew what he was fighting for.

Even in the Alor'e Council's failures as a governing body, they knew why someone like Ra was now here.

He was a living reminder of the glory we once had as a people.

A glory that every self-proclaimed Mandalorian spat on when they reached for the Force, for their magics, first. There was nothing glorious about this challenger. But, all the same, Ra would make an example of him.

Treachery was as contagious as it was cowardly. Because of this, Clan Raxis could no longer be permitted to exist.

"Raise your beskad, traitor. Honor it, for it will be your last... then you will face the empty void of death, cursed as dar'manda, unable to join the Manda of the afterlife."

Ra's spear was removed from the sand and found itself flung upward, racing towards the man's face as the Mand'alor sought to impale him once again.

Both hands on the handle of the spear, it furiously drove forward to break open the man's skull

and spill his insides upon the sands of Kashyyyk.

Subject 37 · Aug 27, 2016

Twilight Raid
Royal City - Beneath The Embassy
Immediate Area: [member="Andy Rodarch"] | [member="Kronos Oda"]

How?

This was all so simple. So easy. They weren't fighting a war, they weren't even fighting a battle. The Republic was being pushed back inch by inch, no, they were being burned. The Embassy sat aflame, slowly smoldering into ash. The Royal City around them began to fall to the Mandalorians, nearly unopposed, and all Aryn could think was that this was...weak. He hadn't expected this, he'd thought that the Republic would at least fight back, that they would muster...something.

But this?

This was pathetic.

A part of him wanted to scream in disgust at the sight before him. Mandalorians craved battle, they craved honor, a challenge, they craved a true fight...but this...no. He did not fault his people for striking here, nor did he fault The Wookiee's for their resistance, but he found nothing but pain in this. His hand tightened around the hilt of his blade as he slowly stepped away from the Embassy, good eye surveying the rest of the city. In the distance he could still see pockets of fighting, the bolt of a bowcaster shuttering across the air, the bite of a blaster singing into a tree, but it wasn't a battle...it was more like a slowly played out slaughter.

A hushed growl caught in his throat. Would it be the same on every world they visited? Would every planet defended by The Republic offer the same resistance? Would they all fall without so much as a bite of effort. He couldn't help but feel disgust as he stepped further into the Royal City, his blade swiping forward into a single Republic Soldier who managed to courage to lash out at him. He scowled as blood flicked onto his armor.

The Togorian Sighed, wandering away from the flames and towards what he hoped would be a challenge.

Dune Rhur · Aug 27, 2016

West Kachiro Beach, Behind the Lines
[member="Mira Rekali"]

Dune groaned audibly. He would've rolled his eyes were he capable.

"This is a field hospital, Mandalorian. Beings here are in need of aid. Take your sanctimonious preaching elsewhere."

He frowned at her when it was obvious she was going nowhere.

"Your clans speak of honour. What honour is there in killing the wounded. And you will be responsible for their deaths even if you didn't wield the blaster or blade. If you deny them healing. So go away, you are not wanted here."

His tone brooked no nonsense and a hand came to rest on the hilt of his lightsaber.

RC 212 · Aug 27, 2016

Battle of the Century!

Location: West Beach

Allies: Republic

Enemies: The Crazy Mando's. Also @Ra Vizsla

Jack scoffed, laughing at the fool before him.

"A warrior is more than his armor. Was that not taught to you as a child Vizsla? Kark you really are a Coward."

Jack sheathed his Besk'ad and called the shotgun back to him grasp with a thought, still loaded with the Beskar shell.

"You will accept the terms, or we will fight-"

And there it was, the lunge, the spear flying trying to impale his face. Jack had only moments to react as he moved, ducking as the spear grazed his scalp, drawing blood and searing pain as inches cut his scalp. The true ways were surely abandoned then. this Traitor sought to fight dirty, not even giving him time to respond to the refusal of the challenge.

"I never worry about the Manda Vizsla. Because I know the truth. The truth that the true Mando'ade would never Slaughter the innocent or challenge the weak. True Mandalorians only attack opponents that are stronger than them. This, this is a turkey shoot against an enemy whose lands you have long coveted."

Jack stepped left, blood dripping into his eyes.

"Prepare to die Auretii."

Boom!

A beskar slug ripped from the bore of the shotgun, racing towards the traitors chest!

Rekali the Hutt · Aug 27, 2016

Location: West Beach heading to Third Trench
Allies: [member="Caspian Rekali"] | [member="Draco Vereen"] | [member="Ra Vizsla"] | [member="Preliat Mantis"] | [member="Varien Moxla"] | [member="Funky Balor"] | [member="Loray Tares"] | [member="Aver Brand"]
Enemies: [member="Ali Hadrix"] [member="Myles Savar"] [member="Elaine Thul"] [member="Captain August "][member="Kaiden Rohn"] [member="Alena Reckar"]
Equipment: Lightaxe, Custom-Fitted Rekali'gam, Totem of the Unfamiliar

Rekali's the Hutt's Squadron came to meet with Clan Balor
Stretching over to give them aid to charge the Third Trench
Infected by their enthusiasm they charged with passion galore
Perhaps thinking it would be safer on a Kashyyyk park bench

Igniting Lightaxe the Hutt held the line
Leading the warriors that fought behind him
A squadron of Rekali, some of them had an awful whine
To have to follow a Hutt, tendency they found most dim

But as he swung his axe and cleaved wookiee arm and leg
They joked less, and focused ever on their next shot
Were they drunk, had they had too much from their keg
Or was the slug pulling his weight, felling all he fought

Not to say they respected the Republic, after all their crimes
But the Kashyyyk locals had a warrior's heart
Legendary for rage, they'd fought many a time
Protecting their forest home, making enemy depart

It was a shame they were caught in this galactic struggle
But the Mand'alor would treat them well
There would be no silly senate to juggle
Their would be no atrocities to have to tell

For war was war, but war crimes were a terrible thing
The merciless slaughter of civilians
Inexcusable, horrifying, their neck would wring
Choked out, a death wanted by millions

The Republic would fall, if it was the Hutt's last breath
But thusfar his armor held, till a wookiee raised it's bowcaster
Firing a shot at his armor, breaching considerable depth
"Grr" he grunted as the pain traveled faster

"Take this stim"
A fellow vod of Clan Rekali came to his side
"It'll numb the pain and heal a bit, keep it from getting grim."
"Thank you." The Hutt replied. "But the battle still rages, I must take it in stride."

Whispers of Lumirith · Aug 27, 2016

Location: Kochirho City Vicinity
Objective: To Catch a Master.
Allies: Mandalorian Clans | [member="Ra Vizsla"] | [member="Draco Vereen"] | [member="Caspian Rekali"] | [member="Rekali the Hutt"] | [member="Funky Balor"] | [member="Vilaz Munin"]

Enemies: Galactic Republic | [member="Elaine Thul"] | [member="Captain August "]| [member="Ali Hadrix"] | [member="Kara Runo"] | [member="Kista Fel"] | [member="Dune Rhur"]

Mira frowned.

Did he just insult Clan Rekali?

The remnants of her blood?

Her family?

Where did she say she was going to kill wounded? She never said that, she had peacefully asked for an end to a conflict - before it had even started! But he insulted her instead.

Last she had checked, she lived by a strict Code. She even stopped herself short at times from killing those who were hell bent on seeing her own demise. This was typical Republic behavior, nothing more. It failed to surprise her, instead she remained disappointed. A sigh escaped her lips as she gestured once again.

*The Mandalorian Clans can see to their care, more so than your vaunted Order and Republic medics. Knowing how you people take care of things – you’d sacrifice your own people in order to achieve victory.* She shrugged.

*You did it before, you did it at Roche, what is stopping you now? How many lives have you sacrificed since then? What do you know of honor? You speak to me like you know it.* Mira gestured to her buy’ce and made a motion.

*I can’t throw up right now, but if I could – it would because of the self-righteous bullpoodoo that is spewing from your mouth.* Her hand fell back down once more, and per the norm, she was ready for the Jedi treachery.

*I was once a Jedi, like my mother before me – but that path of my life is closed and who is to blame?*

Her head lowered as spoke, eyes narrowing at the Bith before her. *Your Republic.*

Ra Vizsla · Aug 27, 2016

P R A C T I C E

"You mewl like a child,"

Ra roared.

The Mand'alor's feet spun in the sand, the wolf-skin cloak of his armor spinning in a circle as he drew first blood. The spear spun in his hands, retracting it and moving ever closer towards the man who brandished a shotgun and was intent on using it. Makes sense, Ra thought, for a man intent more on victory than he was fighting. Gray Raxis did seem to have an air about him, one of pomposity and grandstanding. But Gray had seemed more neutral than he had traitor. It was strange that these men would ambush the Mandalorians like this, on behalf of the Republic.

Stranger still that the man who led them had been all but absent within the confines of the Mandalorian Clans until he had his 15 seconds of limelight.

Still, it mattered not to Ra. This man spoke on the behalf of all of Clan Raxis.

He was a traitor to his nation. The man spat on the Mandalorian flag, raised the Republic's own, and called it honor.

Misguided, maybe. A fool, yes. Dead? Soon.

Ra could not permit such a thing to go unanswered. They would be tracked down, hunted, and executed among the stars.

What's th-

Ah, kar-

BOOM.

A shotgun blast went off, right at Ra's shoulder as he turned into the man. Point blank, Ra's shoulder pauldron was torn into by the beskar slugs.

Ra's visor flipped back to red.

If he felt pain from the hit, he showed no signs of slowing down.

His left gauntlet went to grab the gun.

His right gauntlet brought up his spear, defensively.

His helmet went to strike the man in the nose, threatening to break it.

Jessica Med-Beq · Aug 27, 2016

Location: West Beach
Objective: Defend the West Beach at all costs
Allies: GR [member="Kaiden Rohn"] [member="Myles Savar"] [member="Alena Reckar"] [member="Elaine Thul"] [member="Kara Runo"] [member="Kista Fel"] [member="Jack Raxis"]
Enemies: [member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Preliat Mantis"] [member="Yasha Mantis"] [member="Arumi Zy"] [member="Sko'saht"] [member="Funky Balor"] [member="Rekali the Hutt"] [member="Ra Vizsla"] [member="Varien Moxla"] [member="Anaki Sann"]
Equipment: 2 grenades, bowcaster (primary), SI-74 anti-tank rifle (secondary), WESTAR Skirmisher armor

With the Mandalorian forces now scaling up the trees, Jessica saw that the time was ripe for what was left of the squad in that trench to fire at the Mandalorian vode climbing up the trees. It seemed hopeless from their standpoint until, fortunately, Clan Raxis turned tail and began firing at the Mand'alor close guard. In the momentum thus regained, Jessica heard the signal from the remaining Republicans in the outer trees of the Wookiee city. The time has come to turn the tide, alongside that traitorous clan (from a Mandalorian standpoint). Combine to that Cathul may cause some damage if she ever decided to jump ship from Clan Lok: Mandalore's mental healthcare would suffer and rumors to that end began circulating in the Mandalorian camp. Whichever party lands Cathul, gains complete control over Mandalore's mental healthcare system. And, if Cathul betrayed the Mandalorian Clans, she may even fight here! But all these thoughts were irrelevant to the situation at hand.

"We have visual confirmation that Clan Raxis has turned tail against the Mand'alor" one of the Republican soldiers in the trees told that Squad.

"It would appear that the ruse worked, ma'am: the Mandalorians charged straight through and are now barking the city trees"

"You were correct: fresh dead exhibit thermal signatures not unlike those of living soldiers, especially in the heat of Kashyyyk" a second Squad member told Jessica.

"They shall see that zombies are attacking them from behind by now. Fire at the Mandos up in the trees!"

"Roger, roger"

That Squad opened fire on the warriors led by [member="Draco Vereen"], who were climbing up the tree. Jessica, even though she was advised not to fire the SI-74 in a kneeling position when she first bought it, did it anyway, firing at Draco from the back, with the hilarious result that the recoil was pinning Jessica to the ground, or more accurately the back of the trench. And, in a laborious fashion, given the weight of that equipment, she needs to have the back firmly positioned against the trench's wall if she is to fire more shots using said SI-74; after all, she only used up half a Trandoshan LSAT180 to fire at the Mandalorians since the battle on Kashyyyk began. The wroshyr will take a few bruises but... that ought to give the Mandos climbing up the trees the impression that Republican zombies were behind them. Eight seconds later, she fired another SI-74 shot in the direction of [member="Rekali the Hutt"].

"Watch out for the Republican zombies!" Jessica shouted in the Hutt's direction.

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