The Path Diverges (Republic Dominion of Onderon/Dxun)

[Padak Arciso]

The transport had flown quickly through the jungles, and as they approached the ruins, Padak felt nauseous. The dark energy around the ruins was making him feel sick. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. The ship had arrived, and the transport descended. As Padak got out, he almost collapsed. The ruins were indeed Sith in origin. He looked to his Master, who was talking with what appeared to be Republic Intelligence. He was about to walk up to Darron when he heard a message through the Force. It was difficult to hear at first, with the nausea, but he got the gist of it. Behave, but stay alert. He caught up with Darron.

"Master" he whispered "Is it normal to feel this ill near a Sith ruin?"

 

[Maelion Liates]

Maelion followed @[member="Flint Pherson"] to where the gate was closing. Even she could not stop it closing, it was too heavy.
"My apologies for speculating, sir, I will endeavor not to mention such things again...even though I was correct." Maelion could be incredibly snarky when the mood took her. She was completely calm though. Fear was something she did not have to deal with. In fact, she had a rather straightforward, basic way of dealing with things.

Faced by the black priest, the green guards and the white guards, Maelion knew exactly what had to be done.

She drew her blaster pistol and fired with unerring accuracy right at the black priest.

Act of war, stupidity or merely cutting short the inevitable, it was impossible to tell, but with a blaster bolt in his heart the priest would not be part of the problem any more. Never send an assassin to a stand-off, especially if you have just annoyed said assassin beforehand....

 

[Kaia L'cwa]

They were coming down, and Darron was getting ready to depart the ship. Kaia looked around at the others in the group, checking to see how they were acting and how they felt about what was going on. Most of them seemed calm and focused. That was a good thing, she supposed. If they weren't calm and focused, she would probably be nervous about what was going on. Unlike the others, she didn't yet have a lightsaber to call her own. The only weapon she carried rested at the small of her back, tethered to her belt. It was her discblade. It was the only thing she carried with her everywhere she went. The only other signifier she had about her were the black gloves that she always wore on her hands, with little protrusions for her claws.

When Darron jumped down, she stepped to the edge and followed suit. There were quite a few people there, including a few Republic soldiers and some of the locals. Darron's words in her head caused her to look around and take in their entire surroundings. If things went south, she wanted to know where to go and how to get there in order to deal with the situation. She hoped that things wouldn't go South, though. She wanted things to go well, and she followed after her Master as they headed towards the temples, but she couldn't help but wonder what exactly it was they were going to be getting themselves into. She was nervous.

 

[Elara Hulis]

As the drexyl continued to fly next to Elara's transport, she could not help but have a bad feeling about the whole mission. She realized from how others felt that the drexyl could have posed a danger to her wellbeing, and that of the entire transport. When the ship began to make its approach to a massive temple, the drexyl flew off to the distance. There was a slight sigh of relief from Elara. Yet, she wondered if the next time such a beast showed up whether or not it would attack.

When the ship she was on touched down, Elara and her group of Jedi quickly exited through the landing ramp. She quickly gathered with the other Jedi that came with Darron's transport. While other Jedi displayed discomfort due to the proximity to the Sith ruins, Elara showed no distress. She maintained a calm demeanor as she listened to the Shining Order's representative.

The message Darron sent did not go unnoticed by Elara. She still maintained a relaxed stance, though, apparently seeking to keep herself as collected as possible.

"I have no idea," whispered Elara in response to @[member="Padak Arciso"]'s question, "Yet try to stay calm, it may help."

 

[Flint Pherson]

Temple of the Nine
Initiating Hostilites
@[member="Maelion Liates"] @[member="Davin Jusik"] @[member="Delila Castillon"]

Mae fried the priest.

Flint barely had time to raise his eyebrows before he was tackled by the two nearest White Guards. Apparently they did not approve the Republic's newest, 'Shoot first and ask questions later' routine. The two other White Guards moved to kill Liates.

The Commander didn't have to struggle though. The Jade Warriors blasted Flint's attackers off of him. One at a time. The White Guards screamed in pain as the Jade Warriors began firing into the crowd as well. Flint's procession, as well as the rest of the White Guards, dove for cover.

"Commander!" The Com's Lieutenant screamed just before she took a Golden Spear strike across her chest. Sending her tumbling down the Temple's entrance way.

It was now a three-way. Republic, Jade, and White.

"Liates!"

Flint shouted as he clambered to his feet. The limestone door was still falling and the interior of the Temple was suddenly being swarmed with Jade Warriors. They had guns, electro-staffs, and ballistic shields. There was apparently a whole army hiding in that Temple.

Suddenly a metal cable snapped out and wrapped up the Supreme Commander like a spider's web. Then it hoisted him through the air and dragged his body into the conglomeration of Jade Warriors inside the Temple.

"...Get the Major! Get the 73rd!"

Those were Flint's last words to the 30 something Republic troopers at the entrance to the Temple. After that he disappeared into the swarming hive of Jade Warriors that were striving to hold the Temple's doorway. The door which was now halfway closed.

Republic Troopers beat the White Guards into a full retreat, whilst the Jade Guardians fought over the Temple's entrance. In space, Republic scanners detected a full launch of Ondi fighter and bomber squadrons against their high orbit location. Admiral Samantha Daniels demanded to get the Supreme Commander on the com. But to no avail.

On land a large detachment of the Ondi Armed Forces was sailing up the river on it's way to the Temple of the Nine. And it was lead by non-other than the Onderon Champion and, most recently, Dark-Side General; Korval Terrvash. A dark-skinned woman with orange eyes and clad in full black array. She stood and shouted at the head of the water-fleet that was on it's way to crush the Republic Diplomats, once and for all.

"...Hear me!? Soldiers of my proud planet! The invaders to our Homeworld have only moments ago killed our Queen! They demanded a sacrifice of her blood! And now they demand that we bow down and serve their evil ways in tribute! Will we do it!?"
"No!"

"Will we lay down our arms while they plunder our world of it's riches!?"
"No!"

"Then will we take back our world and seek vengance for our fallen Queen!?"
"Yeahh!"

"Forward! To Death! To Victory! Against the Republic!"
"YEAHHH!!!"

...

Things had just gone very, very wrong.

 

[Davin Jusik]

@[member="Delila Castillon"] @[member="Flint Pherson"]

At the sounds of nearby gunshots Davin's mind immediately switched from semi-bored-irritated mode to combat mode and he ordered his men toward the sounds of battle. Since they weren't far away the first company of troopers made it to the temple entrance with a mere thirty second sprint. They were greeted with the horrific sight of masses of warriors smashed together in close quarters combat.

@[member="Delila Castillon"]

"Captain, take half of the men and secure the back if the temple and breach, we'll meet in the middle, bayonets fixed." He said into his helmet's com with a cool confidence. The confidence slowly faded as a realization slowly creeped into his mind. The Supreme Commander might be somewhere in that mass, he was either in there or the temple. There was no other option unless he'd magically teleported out of the fight.

"Check your fire men, the Supreme Commander is somewhere in this mess." He said loudly over the battalion wide coms.

 

[Jsc]

Duxn Ruins
@Jedi Peeps

Karen Roberts of Corellia stepped off her transport and missed the introductions. She was busy checking her gear and disruptor pistol when her boots hit the ground with a thud. This was a strange place to be vacationing to and she had come as best prepared as she could. But, of course, Karen had signed up for her reasons as well. She lifted her glasteel faceplate and took a deep breath of the moist Duxn air. She had never smelled such a spicy aroma before. This whole moon was an exotic thoroughfare and she was rather starting to enjoy it. Not a bad start for a tour really. Even if it was Sith related.

She slapped the transport's side and waved to the pilot. Landfall was green. And that make Karen very happy indeed. However, just then her wrist com started beeping. As if, almost appropriately, something had gone wrong elsewhere.

 

[Padak Arciso]

Dxun Ruins
Jedi

The nausea was great enough that Padak couldn't tell that @[member="Elara Hulis"] had approached him. He turned to see his fellow Padawan speaking, trying to help. He nodded, putting his hand against a wall to steady himself, but pulled it away quickly. It had made the sick feeling grow much worse. He staggered, then stood still, taking deep breaths. The nausea faded, but was still there. He opened his eyes and looked at her.

"Thanks. That helped a bit. May I ask your name?"

 

[Judah Dashiell]

Atmosphere Above Onderon

Judah sighed for about the thousandth time. He was on some type of patrol duty but honestly since everything was going so well it seemed pointless and a waste of fuel. Apparently the Galactic Republic had much to burn. Upon hearing his sigh, R7-F8, better known as "Fate" started to whistle and chirp the code being translated by the X-Wing and appearing on his screen. Judah always seemed to get the gist of what his droid was saying though.

"Yes I'm bored. Who wouldn't be?"

More whistles and chirps.

"Well I'm glad you're having a good time flying around Fate"

As soon as the conversation was drawing to a close, chatter started on his in-helmet comm. Apparently it was getting ugly on the surface. Banking starboard, Judah followed the rest of the squad to check it out. Air support may be needed.

 

[Delila Castillon]

@[member="Davin Jusik"]

"Understood Major.Lets go Bravo company, split up and meet me around back."

Breaking apart, Delila went with the group moving to the right. The soldiers were running, needing to get out of the open and the mass chaos of battle and inside the Temple. It would be just as dangerous inside however. As of right now, they were blasting their way to the backside of the Temple,not stopping to ask questions. Everyone was focused on breaching and meeting Major Jusik inside.

Reaching the backside, Delila posted soldiers to watch their backs along the sides of the Temple while they focused on breaching. Right now she needed her explosives tech to just blow them a nice sized opening. The door was thick but that was no match for their firepower.

"Sergeant Malik! Front and center, we need your skills"

A young female Zabrak stepped forward, a large pack on her back. She immediately started working, setting charges at the door. Laree Malik was the explosives specialist for the 73rd, leaving her with the task of making an entry point. Working quickly, the Sergeant set the charges and pulled enough ignition wire far enough so not to get hit. Having everyone back up slightly, she depressed a button, causing a mild explosion and the door to fall in.

"Breached! Lets move it!"

Once the 73rd entered, the firing and bloodbath started happening immediately, from all sides. It was going to take a bit to reach the Major.

 

[Darron Wraith]

Dxun

Where have I seen these markings before? Why does this all seem so vaguely familiar yet so foreign, he mused. The Jedi Master simply followed the Shining Knights delegation across the ancient stone floor taking in his surroundings. The leader was rambling on and on about their religion and it's cultural significance but the Jedi was simply not paying him any attention. Instead his blue eyes were actively moving across his surroundings trying to take in all of his surroundings and get a handle on where they were. The pilots had taken a rather strange vector with the transports to get here so it threw of the Jedi's awareness of the landmarks he had studied on the moon after he had learned he would be heading the mission. Instead, he was actively paying attention to the markings on the walls and trying to cross-reference them with the marks he had studied on Sith history during his briefing for the mission.

The cries of the massive flying creatures known as drexls pierced his reverie as he watched some of the massive creatures land in the massive trees above. Curious that those massive creatures are allowed so close to a temple that this man says is so important. Darron tried to extend his senses further out to asses the situation but all he was getting back was darkness. It was as if the whole entire temple was a black hole sucking in all the light, and with it his senses. A rustling in the bushes in the distance indicated the presence of several boma, their eyes all the Jedi Master could spot as they raced along the perimeter of the temple. In the trees above he noticed massive plants that seemed to attract his attention: crasna from the looks of them. They where massive man-eating plants with tentacles strong enough to snap bone from the looks of things. Why are those allowed to be growing right near this temple? Blue eyes tracked up to the rooftops of the ancient structures and he noticed heavy artillery cannons and anti-air defenses bolted to their roofs, or was he seeing things? I didn't notice those upon our approach...

Darron stopped in his tracks as he suddenly understood what the symbol meant. Yet the Leader of the Shining Knights kept speaking to him.

"So Master Jedi, are you impressed with how we have saved our culture and are consciously trying to bring Onderon and Dxun's grand history back to significance among her people? Your Republic and galaxy will be impressed without our cathedral situated in Freddon Nadd's tomb!" The leader's words matched up with what Darron had suspected, they where at a Sith temple, one with a history of amazing powers. "Why did you request a bunch of Jedi...and just what are your plans?" The words left his mouth as he let his feet spread slightly and his knees bent. The wind carried his robes away, exposing the light armor breastplate he wore and his two electrum plated lightsabers on his belt. "Why Master Jedi, our plan has always involved YOU. The Republic just happened to send more so we had to expand upon our ideas to accommodate all these other delicious Jedi you brought with you!"

The darkness that had been clouding the Jedi's mind ever since he had approached this moon subsided and the world around him crystallized.

He realized he had never met the pilots for the transports before, they where all new. In his mind's eye he could see and hear the transports moving as their guns started to point at the Jedi contingent as the ascended above the group. The cannons above the rooftops all were pointing directly at the Jedi, and snipers lined the outlying walls. The ground started to shake as massive armored zakkeg and bomas traveled together driven by a dark purpose from all sides. The skies above began to darken as more and more drexl appeared, their beast riders directing them towards the Jedi down below. And last but certainly not least, Darron saw the subtle lightsaber hilts hidden under the robes of the "Shining Knights". As the world started to speed up, the Jedi Master threw his heavy cloak off and sent a desperate telepathic message to the assembled Jedi.

Its a trap!

"So you're Sith, and I'm assuming you are in line with the beast riders on this planet?" The "Shining Knights" quickly threw off the rather silly robes they where wearing and the sound of multiple snap-hisses pierced the air as a massive contingent of Sith warriors revealed themselves. "Yes Jedi, you will be sacrificed to bring Freedon Nadd back and help strengthen our Order. You should have came alone!."

Darron without hesitation pulled his two hilts to his hands as his blue blades activated in synch. "All Jedi to me, this is a kill box. Work together!" Those were the only words the master managed as all hell broke loose as every gun, beast, and Sith suddenly bore down on all the Jedi assembled at Freedon Nadd's temple.

 

[Flint Pherson]

Temple of the Nine
Into the Breach
@[member="Maelion Liates"] @[member="Davin Jusik"] @[member="Delila Castillon"]

The gunfight escalated like a fevered pitch.

The massive limestone door was now almost closed. Leaving Jade Warrior to lie on their bellies and shoot their guns underneath the slowly closing slab. The once beautiful Temple walks were now cratered, melted, and scarred. Another detonator smashed a chunk of marble into bits and sent enemy troopers scattering. Red and green bolts flew back and forth as the air melted down with the sounds of ravenous combat. And just when the last Cryoban grenade slipped underneath the massive door, it closed shut. Muffling the sounds of the dieing on the inside.

Boom. Now the courtyard was silent.

The helmet's gaze turned. The back door had been breached open by the 73rd. And with the front door now closed, the Jade Warriors were free to spring their trap. The interior of the Temple was built of polished fine marble columns. Birthed from the silver mirror that was the stone floor and lost upon the shadows that was the high ceilings. Ferns, water fountains, golden banners, and massive paintings decorated the walls. And the echo. Oh, the echo was enormous. Every footfall was a gunshot and every breath seemed to fog the walls. It was beautiful. And it was deadly.

The Atrium was a beehive. A nest of writhing Jade Warriors gathering to cover. Behind columns, stone tables, and on the second and third story balconies above. The stairwells in the corners were wide and their were no elevators or modern conveniences. It was a stone building. A temple to the Gods and a cathedral to the damned. And in the middle of the atrium stood two droids. Colossal structures they were. Who's eyes burned like fire and like hell itself. They were Kraith Carbonite War Droids. Heavy as a tank, fast as lightning, and their massive shields and spiked clubs were as impervious as they were deadly.

"For the Gods! Death to the Xenos!"

The Jade Warriors shouted and the War Droids charged. ...And with the front door closed? The 73rd rear guard was on it's own. In the Temple of doom.

 

[Flint Pherson]

Temple of the Nine
Upstairs

The ground scratched and his head swam. They dragged the Commander through the halls and into the throne room. Gold and blood banners. With the statue to a dead god behind the silver throne. And underneath it a woman grabbed in black.

The Queen curled her long black fingers against her seat with glee. She raised her chin to the sun, to show the flickering light of death within her cold, charred, inhuman eyes.

"Welcome Commander. ...To your doom."

And the doors slammed shut behind them. The way was closed. And no sound escaped that room. Even as the din of battle echoed down below.

 

[Flint Pherson]

The Republic Expeditionary Fleet
High Orbit
@[member="Judah Dashiell"]

"...How many!?"
"It's off my screen ma'am!"

"Damn it! ...Coms!"
"Negative ma'am! No response from the Supreme Commander. Listening Posts are getting jammed. Surface has gone dark!"

"Helmsman bring us straight in!"
"Aye aye Admiral!"

Admiral Samantha Daniels stood with passion upon the bridge of the Salvation-Class Star Defender. Her heart was racing for her fleet. And for the man she loved.

"Incoming attack wings! I can't count them! Captain Tibian is requesting orders ma'am!"
"Order all ships to blow a firing line right down their gut. Full volley. Clear the lane. We are going planetside!"

"Aye aye ma'am!"

"...Bring all frigates and escorts to bear! Clear the lane! All ships. We are going down there now!"

The Republic Fleet was charging. And Sam was going to bring the whole fleet to Flint. If she had to land the whole damn thing right on his head.

"All fighter wings! Launch! ...And ripe those Onderon antiques to pieces!"

 

[Rosa Gunn]

Rosa leapt from the transport after Darron, landing lightly behind him. She regarded the lietenant with calm eyes, something about his appearance stirred something in her mind and it wasn't until the group was moving through the ruins that the face of the young sith apprentice sprung to mind. So Mikhail had a brother in the republic? how interesting. She made a mental note to politely question Lieutenant Shorn about it once this was over. That was of course if she got the chance.

Rosa's eyes flicked from stone to stone of the ruin with little interest. Another day perhaps, she might have been interested but the darkness coming form the centre was so uncomfortable it was difficult to really focus on anything but keeping it at bay. Ever attuned to Darron's emotional changes however she moved closer to him as his calm curiosity suddenly shifted to realisation. His sharp voice made her move to stand close behind him, her gaze rolling over the Shining Knights wishing she had paid more attention earlier in the tour.

As the chorus of snap hisses echoed around her Rosa activated the lightsaber she carried, turning so her back was to Darron's, the calm aura that she had worn before evaporating. "What a wonderful day this is going to be." she muttered to herself under Darron's order as hell began to rain upon them.

 

[Darron Wraith]

Dxun

Darron felt Rosa press her back against his, the green and blue blades he carried hummed in unison as once more the world crystallized for him. Every threat was assessed within an instant, and the Jedi Master began to prioritize everything. The tingling he felt all over his senses was that split second of knowing what was going to happen before it did, it was one of the two things he was particularly gifted at amongst his brethren. Everything was being rated in his mind's eye as he saw all the Jedi circling up together. The troop transports and the snipers above were most troubling, then it had to be the natural fauna of Dxun that was next in the threat category. The snipers could easily be deflected, the artillery guns would pose issues, and the Sith who were back throwing objects at the Jedi were a separate threat. With his two blades, one blue the other green crossed infront of him, the Jedi Master began deflecting bolts as he felt the Jedi circling up as instructed.

His voice enhanced by the Force, was barely audible to the Jedi as he issued orders. "I need Jedi on those transports, and I need some to break away and handle the tower defenses. Those well versed in combat need to stay down here and deal with these monsters and the Sith. Now GO!"

Just before he entered Vaapad he sent one last communication to Rosa, you need to stay close but give me room to operate if you're wanting to watch my back. Good luck.

With his orders given, the Lion of the Jedi emptied his mind of all emotion. He knew who his threats were and he knew how to deal with him, so he did what he had always done. As his emotions cleared, Darron channeled his will to win and desire for victory into a conduit within himself. As he did he pulled from the darkness around him and formed a superconducting loop within himself. On this particular world the influx of power was almost intoxicating to the Jedi Master as he walked the penumbra of the darkside making it his weapon of the light. With all that energy and emotion boiling within him, he kept a calm expression on his face as his deadly focus took over. I have a job to do, and not one of my men will die today. The thought became his mantra as he heard his heart begin to beat loudly in his chest, almost like his own personal war drum.

The Force flowing fully within him, the Jedi broke from the circle as the first wave of blaster bolts made their way to him. His blades moved as a blur as they knew where to go before even Darron did. A few men fell to stray deflections as Darron appeared to be encased in light as he started to slowly march forward. They are holding back, there's more to come. He sent the message to the assembled Jedi as they went about their orders and just generally trying to survive. His boots slowly made their way across the stone, the ground shaking from the incoming beasts. Darron was focused on one specific creature, a massive zakkeg. Each bolt he deflected towards the creature only seemed to be absorbed by it's thick plating. This will be difficult, he managed.

The thought barely crossed his mind as he was leaping up and away from Force lighting, they were directing him towards the massive beast. Judging from the fear in their own hearts, this monster is to be feared. As soon as his boots touched the ground, the massive creature was only inches away from goring him as the Jedi once more took to the air, this time landing on the monster. His feet landed on uncertain, yet muscle bound ground as he tried to balance on the creature as it charged through the center of the great clearing they where in. His lightsaber strikes did little as he swung his blades down on it between dodging blaster bolts and artillery fire. Couldn't we have made this easy?

The zakkeg took a sharp turn and Darron had no choice but to allow himself to be launched away as a artillery shell hit the monster where he had been. Yet the beast still stood, and it roared before charging the Jedi Master. "Come on you monster!" His voice was barely audible over the din of war as the monster came closer and closer, calm yourself Wraith. At the last possible second Darron fell to his back and drove his blades into the creatures neck as it ran past him, his blades carving a path through it's body as it ran it's own self through. He quickly stood to regard the creature as it fell to the ground, well that wasn't so bad. He turned to asses the battle but three Sith Master's were upon him in a blur of red blades....

 

[Maelion Liates]

It was, bluntly, a mess. Maelion had shot the priest, but then it all went to hell in a handbasket.
Two of the green guards had come at her, but Maelion had shot the first, then engaged the second. Moving with lightning speed she evaded a blade and hammered her hand into the man's throat. Driven by her superhuman strength, the man fell, choking the death. Maelion let him die slowly, moving on.
The Commander was gone, they had taken him inside.

Blaster bolts skipped around them, and the Republic troops moved to blow open the rear door. Maelion let them go about their business. She had other things to do. Moving with purpose down a long outer wall she came across another of the green guards, this one managing to scrape her arm with his blade. Evidently he expected the toxin on the weapon to do its work, but Maelion was unaffected and shot him twice in the chest. This was more like she enjoyed. She was not the Commander's pet, she was an assassin, and he would be reminded of that.

Now though, she began to climb. The outer wall was old and had handholds, but no unassisted person could make that ascent. None except Maelion, who carefully made her way up the stones, heading for the top. With any luck she could launch an unexpected attack from the flank.

 

[Jsc]

Duxn
@Jedi

The transport was hanging low and aiming down it's sights. The enemy pilot was about to squeeze the trigger when he heard a loud thump against his canopies white glass. He looked up just in time to see the lightsaber blade coming down around him too,

"Araghh!"
*smash*

The canopy was sliced open, carved away to bits, and red warning lights began blinking all around the cockpit. The Pilot screamed as he was torn from his seat and launched into the free air beyond. His screams became sweet music to her ears. Now. Karen plopped down in his seat and admired her handiwork. So much for seat belts. She leveled the stick and switched to torpedoes. Hitting the accelerator hard, she engaged the other aircraft in the vicinity with lethal effect.

"Morning boys. Time to play ball."

She heard boots on the ground in the cabin behind her and turned back around in her seat with her Disruptor. She then blew the man's face off. He dropped dead on the transport's lower cabin with a thud and a squish.

Karen blew away the smoke from her gun barrel and pulled on the stick's trigger again. Returning her focus to the air battle beyond her open and now quite-windy cockpit. Yep. It was time to blow some stuff up.

 

[Rosa Gunn]

Dxun

Stay alive.

She retorted at Darron stepping away and giving him space to move as she channelled her own energies into the light, and giving herself over the force, letting it flow through every fibre of her being as the blue blade before her hummed and droned as she batted away blaster bolts. She could feel every Jedi around her a circle of light surrounded by darkness, a great beacon that could not and would not be swallowed by the darkness.

She felt Darron move away and knew it would be folly to follow him. Some of the Jedi here were just padawans. As a Knight she needed to ensure they stayed alive, a rock flew her way and she leapt above it, sending a warning through the force to whoever was behind her in the circle more headed towards her and she used them as stepping stones leaping from one toe the next before she landed behind target, bring her saber with effective speed across his back, severing nerves and rendering him paralysed but not dead.

Heavy fire from the artillery gun made her retreat in a series of jumps and somersaults as she dodged the bolts and deflect those smaller blaster fire that came her way. Landing once more within the circle a inhumane scream above her drew her attention, a drexl. She watched as it swopped low, a sith leaping to its back as it did before moving away and coming in again its claws reaching for the a padawan. Rosa leapt for its pushing the padawan down and driving her saber up into its foot, causing it to retract both feet and change course quickly.

Its scream tore at her ears drums, but she did not hesitate as she propelled herself into the air to land on its back. The sith spun to meet her and their blades flashed against each other a blur of blue and red as the clashed together again and again, but her speed gained the upper hand soon enough and a sharp elbow to the face dislodged his footing and cost him his hand. jumping for the drexls head she peered down to the battle below, getting a brief moment to gauge every thing.

It wasn't good. Snatching up the reins of the drexl she leapt over its head and hung there as he weight force it to descend, it was then she saw Darron surrounded and without second thought she swung herself free of the reins, and dropped towards him building the force up beneath her as she did to slow her down and produce a small shockwave as she landed ahead of Darron and behind his attackers. One more saw her coming to back Darron up and leapt forward, side stepping his strike she struck low, slicing the back of his leg before leaping again somersaulting over the sith attacking Darron to catch a strike on her own blue blade.

 

[Elara Hulis]

As @[member="Padak Arciso"] continued to display signs of discomfort, Elara almost reached out to place her hand on his shoulder as he leaned against the wall. Eventually, she decided that in this environment it would not have been a good idea to do so. She retracted her hand, crossing it over with her other as the Shining Cloak Order continued to guide the Jedi.

When Padak turned around and eventually opened his eyes, he would not have been met by any eyes. Elara wore a headband, presumably to hide the vacant eye sockets that Miralukans had.

"Elara," she answered, "Hulis."

The Padawan braid draped over her headband would have been enough for Padak to assume what Elara's rank was.

Yet, the Shining Cloak Order gave no time for conversation. Just as Darron gave warning that the Jedi were lead to a trap, Elara rushed toward the Jedi Master. She drew her practice lightsaber - knowing that it could help against blaster fire as well as stun nearby foes. It was at that moment that Elara noticed the many vicious, man-eating fauna that surrounded them.

With a snap and hiss, Elara activated the blue practice saber. She swung it up and managed to deflect a blaster bolt just at the right time. It was the first one she ever blocked in actual life-or-death.

Upon Darron's suggestion, Elara made a dash toward the cannons and artillery at the rooftops with a few Jedi. Many dark sider forces were in her way, yet she hoped she had enough assistance as she made her way - and that the shocking touch of a practice saber would have been enough to deal with her foes.