The Rains of Castameer (Ground Battle)

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

Location-15.08 engaging 13.09 and 14.09
.5 squad of God killers + stardust attempting to hijack walker at 16
3 squads engaging walkers at 17

Objective: destroy all enemy forces and aquire a walker
Allies: [member="Gray Raxis"] , [member="Olivia Dem'adas"] , [member="Symara Tarriq"] , [member="Draco Vereen"]
Enemies: [member="Vilim Ramic"] and Sith forces

The fire did not let up on either side, men full both directions, behind her the artillery pounded sending rocks, dirt, and snow onto them covering them in a white layer that melted as they come tinned to fire, she watched a man go down and yelled " NEED A MEDICAL HERE STAT" she said as she crouched and started checking before she sighed and pulled his helmet off, the man was coughed blood as he looked to her

"Did we get them ma'am "

She closed her eyes and patted him" yea we're getting them sleep now" she said as he passed away right there,stardust stood as she looked to the disabled walker and looked to her men as her gun arm transformed into its ion blaster" men on my mark throw a few detonators get on Coms tell those speeders to get clear high yield blast are inbound " she said as a man got into coms to the speeders that [member="Gray Raxis"] commanded and warned them of a incoming grenade volley, meanwhile stardust started charging her arm up and started to aim for the disabled walker, after a minute or two she fired straight at it, now she hasn't tested it to see what a charge shot could do, the shot would hit more or less around the main body if it hit"GIVE THAT THING A FIERY HELL!" She said as her men pulled their thermal detonators out setting for high yield and tossing them put towards the walkers, if successful most would land for the legs while few would get to its body and cock pit

Soon stardust com piece went off a direct line from gray, she crouched as she listened and gave a laugh, and her plans were crazy he said...well better then nothing"Roger that gray let's see just what we can do" she said as she stood and called out to the half squad of men remaining "you five come with me we are gonna commandeer a walker" she said, the 6 stood and started for the only walker in their sight, of which was distracted fighting the ally tanks, she hopped to coms and spoke" those tanks engaging walker be advise we are attempting to hijack repeat we are attempting to hijack enemy walker to commandeer keep it distracted if you can stardust out" she said

she and her men kept running even as fire rained around them, soon they were there and started looked up at it" arlight...this is a problem" she said rememberingredients they were forced dead....did mean they weren't able to be picked up physically " alright piggy back time!" She said grabbing one man and focused the force and jumped up placing him on board, she related this five time the last time she was on and fell to one knee that was something she hadn't done in awhile" she said as she stood and looked to her men, she made her way to the hatch and opened it, they all jumped in and any who came up got a hail of bullets... own time to clear and take command

Sparrows all but scrap
3 and a half squads of God killers

 

[Zark San Tekka]

"If I charge, follow me. If I retreat, kill me. If I die, revenge me."​

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Commanding Officer: Lieutenant Colonel Kyle Nasher
Perspective: Lieutenant Isaac Knight, Recon Marine
Allies: Mandalorian Forces
Enemy: [member="Vilim Ramic"]

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1st Battalion 42nd Marines

Aurek Company
125 C Quality Infantry Marines
Infantry Kit
MM100 MM110 MM115
Movement: 03.22 to 04.19
Attacking: No Target
4 C Quality MARV-1a and 4 C Quality MARV-1b
Movement: 05.21 to 05.17
Attacking: No Target

Besh Company

125 C Quality Infantry Marines

Movement: 03.22 to 04.19
Attacking: No Target

4 C Quality MARV-1a and 4 C Quality MARV-1b

Movement: 05.21 to 05.17
Attacking: No Target


Cresh Company

125 C Quality Infantry Marines

Movement: 02.21 to 03.20
Attacking: No Target

4 C Quality MARV-1a and 4 C Quality MARV-1b

Movement: 04.20 to 05.18
Attacking: No Target

Southwest of Voracion Citadel, Castameer
Commonwealth MARV-1a, Assault Ongoing

"Dren! We must have been farther off course than we thought!"

Lieutenant Knight's driver was an over-talkative Corporal named Hastings, the type of man that considered his position as communications specialist an excuse to narrate and contextualize every aspect of the information he received and passed on. That being said, in this particular instance Isaac couldn't disagree. Initially he had put up a fight when the Colonel had ordered a marine to dismount the passenger seat of his MARV, but the corpsman that had pulled him from the wrecked bird was still hovering around him as if he expected the Lieutenant to drop dead in some sort of delayed reaction, and since the forest they were headed for in the distance to gain some measure of cover in the otherwise tundra-like environment had seemed close enough at the time he had acquiesced in the name of expediency. But sometimes the horizon could play tricks on the eyes, and their MARVs were only just now approaching the woods from the southwest. Isaac's MARV was running point, at the van of the Commonwealth advance. Several kilometers behind them, he could just barely make out the friendly footmobiles double timing it to catch up.

"Stay frosty," he said as the vehicle slowed enough for normal conversation to be heard, "These woods would be a good spot for the magic wielders to set up an ambush."

"You really believe all that, LT?" Hastings chattered away regardless, "Space wizards and laser swords and all that?"

"Cut the chatter," he snapped for what seemed like the hundredth time already, eyes focused on the woods to the right as they received orders to progress north along their western border.

This close to the forest, the trees blocked out all but the tip of the Citadel, and the surroundings almost seemed peaceful. In the distance, they could hear the cacophony of heavy weapons fire and smoke billowing up from the north, but all around them it appeared idyllic. The surreal discordance of warfare. As the woods slowly began to clear out a little Isaac knew they were approaching their northern edge, which meant a new and much closer view of the Citadel's western perimeter and its defenses. The overeager Hastings seemed ready to gun it straight on north towards the positions of their Mandalorian allies, but Knight ordered him to slow down instead as they approached the forest edge. Just before they would be within sight of the Citadel, he ordered a full stop and dismounted.

In the bed of the MARV was a spare MM115, and setting his MM110 down beside it he collected the sniper rifle and headed towards the lip of the next ridge that would put him within sight of the Citadel. Staying low and peering through the rifle's scope, Isaac knew his black armor would nonetheless stand out to the focused observer if he stayed in the open for too long, so he would have to be quick. Making a quick assessment of the citadel's fortifications, he eyeballed a headcount of the enemy infantry before heading back to the MARV and picking up his MM110.

"We pushing forward? Attacking?" the eager Corporal asked before he had fully taken his seat in the vehicle.

"We're not doing anything until our boots get a little closer," the Lieutenant mused charitably, but also to calm the excitable enlisted man down, "They've got a couple walkers, AV and AI turrets, and a little under double our numbers. So as for when the men catch up, it depends. How aggressive is your CO?"

"Get that fifty ready, Thomas!" the Corporal yelled over his shoulder.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

INTERMISSION - just writing something random while waiting for the GM
19.09 (no movement, still firing on 18.07 infantry, elapsed time less than a minute)

Time seemed to stand still, far as Ajira was concerned. The Force swelled so that even she could feel it. Far overhead, a harsh line burned across the sky: the Omega weapon had fired. She sensed a glimmer of determination that reminded her of [member="Ayden Cater"], and maybe he was up there with the Galactic Alliance. Maybe they'd brought a target the Omega couldn't resist.

Her eyes turned to the citadel that still needed to fall, and frustration stoked her cold fury. The Force gathered in her, behind her eyes and her sternum and inside her fists. She'd refrained from using it thus far, leaving defense to the Ke'dem shieldwrights and her anonymous beskar'gam. So far she'd taken a few bits of shrapnel, enough to punch through the bodysuit in her armour gaps. The occasional trickle of blood chilled her beneath the bodysuit.

She kept the swoop bike behind the three remaining APCs, watching as they poured fire into the back of the infantry formation. It all felt like slow motion; the Force reverberated in her, altering her perception unbidden.

These Sith, she reflected, had ties to those who'd taken Spencer. Imprisoned her, spirited her away across the galaxy, tortured her for no reason other than torture. So few of the One Sith had truly paid for what they'd done to Spencer and to others. Oh, she and Ke'dem had raided Lujo, Crina, Mayferria, and other Sith temples, but for every dozen acolytes she killed, two dozen more got away scot free. And that simply wasn't acceptable.

She'd killed enough people that she didn't believe justice existed, and saw more holes than substance in what people termed right and wrong. But still. What the Sith had done demanded an answer, a comprehensive resolution, recompense. An eye for an eye, as they say.

She almost lashed out, then, in one of the ways she knew, but no. This was nothing but a transitional position. Her forces would be moving along, likely to the north, maybe behind that patch of woods lest artillery zero in on her. This was no place or time to call on the apex powers of the Dark Side, no matter how much strength she'd gleaned from the cold-blooded sacrifice of a hundred enemies.

Not now, not now, said her slow cold heartbeat.

 

[Olivia Dem'adas]

Clan Dem'adas Armored Marine Battalion
Faction: Mandalorian Clans > Clan Dem'adas
Quadrant: North West

Previous Hostile Actions

Northwest Engagement
Olivia Dem'adas Draco Vereen Symara Tarriq

The bombardment from the tanks did their damage, taking out two more walkers in quick succession. One was damaged, unable to move but its weapons were still operational. All around, men screamed and died in the burning forest, the forest that was attacking them now because of the efforts of the Mandalorian Force Users. The remaining walker in sector 7.06 brought all its weapons to bear, its main cannon turning and firing in the direction sensors picked up a grouping of men staying still. All around, the order had been received... they were to die in this burning hell and cause as many casualties as possible. Their fanaticism would keep them in place, among the dying and fire and smoke, shooting all the while with anything that came to hand from either their own weapon or that of a fallen comrade they had picked up. Blaster bolts and missiles continued to try and impede the Mando advance, with some men taking out their thermal detonators and actually running at the Mandos with the grenades primed in a suicide charge. Explosions would echo through the hellscape, walkers firing all their weapons as the Mandos but taking a ton of fire themselves. They would not hold out for long... The walkers to the north were fairing somewhat better, but they were being swarmed by the Mando gunships, their famous Basilisk war droids. They were opening up with quad lasers and concussion missiles, but one walker was already damaged and unable to move now. It would be easy prey.

Fire continued to surround the vehicle as it rumbled its way through the forces of the Sith. The occasional thud reverberated through the hull as a missile detonated near the vehicle, intercepted by the Myrkava's active defense system. Olivia watched as a Sith Trooper ran towards the tank instead of away from it. One of the vehicle's top-mounted weapons spat out a trail of bullets at the brave fool, but the dar'jetiise was too close for the weapon to find its mark. Through her viewscreen, Olivia glared at the enemy soldier as he dove under the tank. A fraction of a second later, an explosion rocked the vehicle. Olivia waited for the vehicle to skid to a half and a damage report to be called out... but it never came.

Whatever sort of bomb the sith trooper had tried to use on them, the Myrkava was fine. Which shouldn't have surprised Olivia as much as it did. Myrkava were designed to withstand anti-tank mines. A feature that she had personally put to the test in the past.

A glance at the battalion's status display showed her that not every vehicle was undamaged by the desperation of the Sith. Two vehicles from second squadron and a vehicle from third squadron had ground to a halt. "Hold position and engage local forces." Olivia ordered, routing her comm to the channels of the three individual vehicles. "Once clear of targets, disembark and repair vehicles. When all three are repaired, reform as second squadron and catch up with the rest of us." Switching frequencies to that of the rest of third squadron and the remaining vehicle of second squadron, Olivia continued with her orders. "Vehicle 2-C, attach to third company and continue under their command."

Olivia checked the battle-map again. They were out of the fire and past the collapsing vanguard of the sith. There were a further handful of Sith Walkers to the left... but they were already being engaged by clan vereen forces. And ahead of them... loomed the fortress. "Hold here." Olivia said to her battalion as her company came to a halt just south of the Sith walkers. Far to her left, Charlie Company was already coming under fire from the infantry and artillery hiding within the fortress walls. "Bravo and Charlie Company, open fire on the bunker at grid 12.08. Sustained barrage. Alpha Company. Unload any remaining shells and re-load main cannon with two HEAT rounds, four HESH rounds, two HE rounds, and two HE-Frag rounds." She added simply. At the fore of the vehicle, as the driver brought it to a stop, Olivia could hear the vehicle commander hop from her seat and rush to aide the loader as they yanked the pre-loaded ordnance from the magazine and returned it to the storage area.

She also heard the sustained barrage of weaponry being fired by her vehicle's gunner. While the main cannon was being prepared, the gunner added the rest of the vehicle's weight of fire to that of the two Medium Tank Companies that flanked Alpha Company. A moment later, and the driver too abandoned her position to help reload the main cannon while they kept the vehicle stationary. Olivia's eyes darted from one screen to another as she waited for Alpha Company to ready itself. Charlie Company was taking an impressive beating from the Sith artillery... Which seemed to be employing some sort of... bending... Heavy Turbolaser. Not Heavy Laser Cannon... Turbolaser. Each round impacting the ground to cause a massive detonation of heat and energy like a massively oversized blaster round. Two Reliants exploded as the super-heated plasma of the rounds overwhelmed their armor plating and hit their fuel tanks. Another was sheered in half by the force of a near-miss that tossed the vehicle to its side. A fourth of the tanks disappeared entirely as it was enveloped by a direct hit from the absurd weapon.

"Main cannon ready." Reported her vehicle commander. Olivia glanced at the bottom left of the display screen. <88 seconds... not bad.> Olivia thought to herself as she double-checked the time it had taken them to unload four rounds and load ten replacements. It was quick... but not quick enough. Their vod were dying.

A small chorus of green status icons lit up her display as the other vehicles of her Company reported being ready to add their fire to what the rest of the Battalion was unleashing upon the enemy. "Empty the mag." Olivia said simply, ordering each of the 12 ready vehicles to fire upon the sith bulwark at their maximum rate of fire.

For the next 50 seconds or so, Alpha Company would project the damage output of an armored company several times the size of what she fielded.



Units and Movement

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Unit One: Alpha Company; Myrkava Armored Company (3 disabled)
Location: 11.06 (Hold)

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12x Myrkava Main Battle Tank

• functioning and at 11.06

12x Myrkava Main Battle Tank

• disabled and at 08.04

Unit One: Bravo Company; Medium Armored Company
Location: 10.06 (Hold)

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25x Reliant 10-8 Medium Tank

Unit One: Charlie Company; Medium Armored Company (6 destroyed)
Location: 14.07 (Hold)

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21x Reliant 10-8 Medium Tank

Hostile Forces

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11.05 (Heavy Walkers)
12.04 (Heavy Walkers)
08.09 (Infantry)
09.07 (Infantry)
16.08 (Heavy Walkers)
12.08 (Fortified Infantry)
13.10 (Fortified Artillery)
12.10 (Fortified Armor)
10.10 (Fortified Artillery)

Fire Distribution

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Alpha Company

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12x .32cal Automatic Weapon w/ ROF 720rpm vs Fortified Infantry @ 12.08
12x .52cal Automatic Weapon w/ ROF 480rpm vs Fortified Infantry @ 12.08
12x 40mm Automatic Grenade Launcher w/ ROF 20rpm vs Fortified Infantry @ 12.08
12x 20mm Coaxial Deck-Cannon Autocannon vs Fortified Infantry @ 12.08
12x 140mm Smooth-bore Antimatter Reactive Cannon (FULL SALVO 10 rounds each) vs Fortified Infantry @ 12.08

• 2x HEAT, 4x HESH, 2x HE, 2x HE-Frag

3x .32cal Automatic Weapon w/ ROF 720rpm vs Infantry @ 08.05
3x .52cal Automatic Weapon w/ ROF 480rpm vs Infantry @ 08.05
3x 40mm Automatic Grenade Launcher w/ ROF 20rpm vs Infantry @ 08.05
3x 20mm Coaxial Deck-Cannon Autocannon vs Infantry @ 08.05
3x 140mm Smooth-bore Antimatter Reactive Cannon (2 rounds each) vs Infantry @ 08.05

• 2x HE

Bravo Company

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25x Bow Plasma Repeater ("burst fire") vs Fortified Infantry @ 12.08
25x Coaxial Plasma Repeaters ("burst fire") vs Fortified Infantry @ 12.08
25x 90mm Railgun (1 round each) vs Fortified Infantry @ 12.08

• 90mm Discarding Sabot Fin Stabilized Armor Piercing Rod

Charlie Company

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25x Bow Plasma Repeater ("burst fire") vs Fortified Infantry @ 12.08
25x Coaxial Plasma Repeaters ("burst fire") vs Fortified Infantry @ 12.08
25x 90mm Railgun (1 round each) vs Fortified Infantry @ 12.08

• 90mm Discarding Sabot Fin Stabilized Armor Piercing Rod

TLDR:
Stand and Deliver

 

[Vilim Ramic]

Voracion Citadel
Command Center

"Our northwest front has collapsed, General!" a lieutenant yelled hysterically.

"Hmm... acceptable losses," Vilic replied. "They will be honored, as will all our forces, in the annals of Sith history. We shall make them rue the day that any of our enemies attempted to attack us!"

"You're a fool!" the lieutenant shouted. "We've all been fooled into following these madmen. They will sacrifice all of us and..." The lieutenant was cut off by a blaster bolt hitting him squarely in the throat, the slightly smoking barrel in Vilic's hand as he looked contemptuously upon the traitor.

"Anyone else agree?" he asked. Silence was the only answer he received. "That is what I thought. Intelligence, continuing seeking a way to figure out who the Republic commanders are. In the meantime, I want all our forces to double their efforts to crush the enemy."

~~~

Northwest Engagement

[member="Olivia Dem'adas"] [member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Symara Tarriq"]

The northwest forest would fall silent, except for the agonized cries of men who had not had the chance to die a glorious death. Burned walkers spluttered, adding more smoke and flame to inferno that was the forest formerly. Any Sith survivors were easy prey for either vengeful men, determined to kill their enemy, or for those who might want captives... but these men who still lived, choking on smoke and blood and soot would not allow themselves to be captured. Thermal detonations would continue, even if they would do no effect. These loyal Sith fanatics would rather die than be prisoners. The forest was silent now.

The northern walkers fell to the massed attack from the Mandalorian war droids, their defenses overwhelmed and their guns falling silent as one exploded, shrapnel flying in every direction and raining to the ground. One was crumpled in the snow, flames billowing from within. No survivors would be emerging from it.

Still the Sith artillery would open fire on some enemy armor to the NWW while the beaten infantry would stumble into the trench lines, temporarily being offered a respite and allowing their hatred of those in the field against them to fester stronger.

The bastion at 12.08 would hold for now, but parts of the fortification were blown away, including several men on the ramparts. Cries would echo out and the anti-vehicle turrets would turn to try and engage the Mandalorian tanks at 10.06.

Northeast Engagement

[member="Stardust Raxis"] [member="Gray Raxis"]

The battle would continue to rage, men dying and the wounded screaming. The enemy reinforcements had the desired effect, the walkers being heavily damaged even as the friendly artillery continued to rain down on both friend and foe alike, its goal to wipe out the enemy tanks and devastate any attempts from the northeast to breach the citadel's defenses. Even still one AT-AW was still working, still firing and moving, still causing as much death and destruction as it could. The tanks did their damage even as they were hit, tearing through the walkers and AT-AAs, driving the infantry into the path of murderous Mandos and their own guns.

The commander inside the final walker was grinning maniacally as he watched the main guns rip apart the enemies of the Sith, he was reveling in the glory... and then he heard the distinct clank of boots on the roof. The enemy were trying to take his walker from him... no one would take his walker from him! They would have it over his dead body... not a bad idea actually. His crew would agree to... the hatch blew in and the enemy dropped into the walker, blasters bolts rang out while the commander took two final actions. He set the core to overload and explode in 15 seconds... and then sabotaged the controls so no one NO ONE could take HIS WALKER FROM HIM EVER. He charged towards the man leading the enemy forces that had breached into his walker, hoping to grapple and stall him for those few seconds left before they all died for the glory of the Sith!

Southeast Engagement

[member="Triam Akovin"] [member="Ajira Cardei"] [member="Asharad Graush"]

The infantry were devastated as they continued their retreat, bombs and heavy destructive rounds tearing them apart, leaving a trail of broken bodies and armor on the sullied snow. They would continue their retreat, the trenches in sight and that was when the sky was illuminated, first by the firing of the Omega and then the much lighter green of the artillery fire coming from the SPMA-Ts in the trenches. They would double their pace, running as fast as they could to the trenches... but their salvation would also prove their destruction as well the artillery fire had been given orders to wipe out everything, friend and foe alike to halt their advance on the citadel.

Southwest Engagement

[member="Ali Hadrix"] [member="Junko Ike"] [member="Rozalyne Kurganova"]

The heavy mass driver would destroy one of the AT-LAWs before they were behind the trench lines, reforming themselves to prepare for a breach... even as the entrenchments shook and cracked from the beginning bombardment they were taking.

@Issac Knight

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1,969 Castameer Sith Infantry
+ 86 at hex 17.07, 14 of these armed with PLX rocket launchers (40 dead), engaging Grax Raxis and Stardust Raxis
+ 78 at hex 18.07, 9 of these armed with PLX rocket launchers (42 dead), engaging Gray Raxis and Stardust Raxis
+ 96 at hex 8.09 (54 dead), moving to 9.10
+ 112 at hex 9.09 (38 dead), moving to 10.09
+ 271 at hex 12.08 (19 dead)
+ 300 at hex 12.16
+ 300 at hex 8.12
+ 300 at hex 16.12
+ 80 at hex 16.16, 16 of these armed with PLX rocket launchers (70 dead)
+ 46 at hex 17.17, 13 of these armed with PLX rocket launchers (50 dead)
+ 300 at hex 8.12

4 AT-AAs
+ 1 at hex 12.08
+ 1 at hex 8.12
+ 1 at hex 12.16
+ 1 at hex 16.12

7 AT-AWs
+ 1 at hex 16.07, firing
+ 2 at hex 17.08, one damaged and unable to move, but still firing on Gray Raxis and Stardust Raxis
+ 1 at hex 12.16
+ 1 at hex 8.12
+ 1 at hex 12.16
+ 1 at hex 16.12

29 AT-LAWs
+ 10 at hex 9.15
+ 10 at hex 10.15
+ 9 at hex 11.16

20 AA Gunboats
+ 10 at hex 12.14
+ 5 at hex 12.10
+ 5 at hex 14.10

24 SPMA
+ 5 at hex 12.14, opening fire on enemy armor at 15.17
+ 5 at hex 13.10, opening fire on tanks at 14.07
+ 5 at hex 14.12
+ 5 at hex 10.12
+ 2 at hex 10.10, opening fire on forces at 6.07
+ 2 at hex 11.15

8 Anti-Vehicle/Anti-Air Turrets
+ 2 at 12.08, opening fire on tanks at 14.07
+ 2 at 12.16
+ 2 at 8.12
+ 2 at 16.12

8 Anti-Infantry Turrets
+ 2 at 12.08
+ 2 at 12.16
+ 2 at 8.12
+ 2 at 16.12

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Clan Vereen War Conclave
Commander: [member="Draco Vereen"], Alor
Sub-Commander: Sklor, Beast Shaman
Sub-Commander: Jarl Volgrim
Allies: [member="Olivia Dem'adas"] | [member="Gray Raxis"] | [member="Stardust Raxis"] | [member="Symara Tarriq"]
Enemies: [member="Vilim Ramic"]

MUSIC

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vkOJ9uNj9EY​

Unit Roster

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Assault Kindred
Movement: 07:05-->10:05 (4/2 Hex)
Firing At: Shields Active (400m Radius)

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Ori'edee-class Shield Walkerhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/74772-acs-503-oriedee-class-shield-walker/, C Rank, Limited
War Kindredhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/91705-clan-vereen-war-kindred/, B Rank, Uncommon
MH Hyperion Squad Automatic Weaponhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/31454-hyperion-squad-automatic-weapon/ (4 Hexes)
Viper-2 Grenade Launcherhttp://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Viper_2_grenade_launcher (1 Hex)
MM9 Rocket System x2, ZX Miniature Flame Projector, Wrist Bolter (Shoulder) (CQC Range)
Wrist Weapons (CQC)
Skald
3 Shamans
7 Einherjar
70 Warriors
15 Young Bloods (C Rank)

Sky-Strike Kindred
Movement: Air
Firing At: Repositioning

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6 XS-155 "Naast" Mandalorian Missile Boatshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/8351-xs-115-naast-mandalorian-missile-boat/, C Rank, Minor

Air Support Kindred
Movement: 06:05-->13:11 (10/10 Hex)
Firing At: 12:10

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6 Cobra-class Gunshipshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/62464-cobra-class-gunship/, C Rank, Mass

Air Cavalry Kindred
Movement: 11:04-->12:09 (10/1 Hex)
Firing At: 13:10 (Artillery)

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6 Basilisk War Droidshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/95650-basilisk-war-droid/, C Rank, Minor
MK3 Black Smoke Screamer Generatorhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/92501-black-smoke-screamer-generator-v100/
6 Basilisk War Droidshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/95650-basilisk-war-droid/, C Rank, Minor
Proton Bombs
6 Basilisk War Droidshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/95650-basilisk-war-droid/, C Rank, Minor
Proton Bombs

Air Cavalry Kindred
Movement: 16:06 (10/1 Hex)
Firing At: 17:07 (Infantry)

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5 Basilisk War Droidshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/95650-basilisk-war-droid/, C Rank, Minor
MK3 Black Smoke Screamer Generatorhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/92501-black-smoke-screamer-generator-v100/
5 Basilisk War Droidshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/95650-basilisk-war-droid/, C Rank, Minor
Proton Bombs
5 Basilisk War Droidshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/95650-basilisk-war-droid/, C Rank, Minor
Proton Bombs

Jump Infantry Kindred
Movement: 06:05-->13:11 (Riding in Gunships) (3/2 Hex)
Firing At: 12:10 (Firing Grenades)

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War Kindredhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/91705-clan-vereen-war-kindred/, B Rank, Uncommon
MH Hyperion Squad Automatic Weaponhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/31454-hyperion-squad-automatic-weapon/ (4 Hexes)
Viper-2 Grenade Launcherhttp://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Viper_2_grenade_launcher (1 Hex)
MM9 Rocket System x2, ZX Miniature Flame Projector, Wrist Bolter (Shoulder) (CQC Range)
Skald
3 Shamans
9 Einherjar
70 Warriors
8 Young Bloods (C Rank)

Jump Infantry Kindred
Movement: 08:04-->10:06 (3/2 Hex)
Firing At: 9:10 (Infantry)

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War Kindredhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/91705-clan-vereen-war-kindred/, B Rank, Uncommon
MH Hyperion Squad Automatic Weaponhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/31454-hyperion-squad-automatic-weapon/ (4 Hexes)
Viper-2 Grenade Launcherhttp://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Viper_2_grenade_launcher (1 Hex)
MM9 Rocket System x2, ZX Miniature Flame Projector, Wrist Bolter (Shoulder) (CQC Range)
Skald
3 Shamans
9 Einherjar
81 Warriors
7 Young Bloods (C Rank)

Mobile Infantry Kindred
Movement: 10:04-->11:10 (6/1 Hex) or (3/2 Hex)
Firing At: Main Guns Firing on 10:10/ Anti-Personnel Guns on 10:09/ Flame Carpets on 10:09/9:10

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18 Myrkava Main Battle Tankshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/58743-myrkava-main-battle-tank/, C Rank, Mass
3 Helion Missile Launchers
War Kindred, B Rank, Uncommon
Main Gun (16/38 Hex)
Secondary Gun (9/13 Hex)
MH Hyperion Squad Automatic Weaponhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/31454-hyperion-squad-automatic-weapon/ (4 Hexes)
Viper-2 Grenade Launcherhttp://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Viper_2_grenade_launcher (1 Hex)
MM9 Rocket System x2, ZX Miniature Flame Projector, Wrist Bolter (Shoulder) (CQC Range)
Skald
3 Shamans
10 Einherjar
50 Warriors
45 Young Bloods (C Rank)

Mobile Infantry Kindred
Movement: 9:05-->11:09 (6/1 Hex) or (3/2 Hex)
Firing At: Tanks firing on 12:08

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18 Myrkava Main Battle Tankshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/58743-myrkava-main-battle-tank/, C Rank, Mass
3 Helion Missile Launchers
War Kindred, B Rank, Uncommon
Main Gun (16/38 Hex)
Secondary Gun (9/13 Hex)
MH Hyperion Squad Automatic Weaponhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/31454-hyperion-squad-automatic-weapon/ (4 Hexes)
Viper-2 Grenade Launcherhttp://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Viper_2_grenade_launcher (1 Hex)
MM9 Rocket System x2, ZX Miniature Flame Projector, Wrist Bolter (Shoulder) (CQC Range)
Skald
3 Shamans
10 Einherjar
50 Warriors
45 Young Bloods (C Rank)

Fire Allegation

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Firing At 09:10

• 116 Clan Vereen Warriors (MH .32 Hyperion Rifles) Sharpshooter Fire On Infantry
• 18 Flame Carpet Warheads

Firing At 10:09

• 18 Myrkava (40mm Grenades, MH .52 Hyperion Machine Gun, MH .32 Hyperion Rifles) On Infantry
• 9 Flame Carpet Warheads

Firing At 10:10

• 18 Myrkava (140mm Cannons firing Ionite Sabots, 20mm Autocannons) On Artillery

Firing At 12:08

• 18 Myrkava (40mm Grenades, MH .52 Hyperion Machine Gun, MH .32 Hyperion Rifles) Infantry
• 18 Myrkava (140mm Cannons firing Ionite Sabots, 20mm Autocannons) On Walkers
• 27 Flame Carpet Rockets From Helion Rocket Pods

Firing At 12:10

• 6 Cobra Gunships (48 Rockets, All guns)
• 120 Clan Vereen Warriors (MH .32 Hyperion Rifles/Viper-2 Grenade Launchers Thermal Detonators)

Firing At 13:10

• 18 Basilisk War Droids engaging in Close Quarters Battle with all them Guns and Claws
• Black Smoke Covers a mile radius around the zone
• 6 Proton Bombs launched into Artillery

Firing At 17:07 (Infantry/Walkers)

• 18 Basilisk War Droids engaging in Close Quarters Battle with all them Guns and Claws
• Black Smoke Covers a mile radius around the zone

"Someone, anyone get DNA samples of those Sith Troopers. I'm surprised they lost Coruscant if their remnants could manage this." Draco said, slapping a fresh magazine into his rifle and looking to his largest remaining unit. "All units, Shukalar orders convergence on the Citadel. You lot, come with me, we are hitching a ride." The warriors roared and clambered into the Cobra Gunships, using their jump packs to leap up into the spacious troop compartments each gunship had. Safety mag-locks in their soles clamped them to the floor of the gunship, and the warriors howled as their Alor joined them aboard the lead gunship, followed by the Conclave's sub-commanders. Jarl Volgrim, the titan of Clan Vereen towered over Draco's shoulder, clutching his voidsteel sword, the Rancor tusks on his helm spattered with Sith blood already. Sklor, the Beast Lord, High Shaman of the Eaters of the Dead stooped over behind the Warlord, holding his own Sith Axe and feeling the Force pulse through him. Blood and snow covered the shaman whose presence leaked through the Force, an unnatural command. Even the rats and birds, the vermin of this place grew restless at his presence. "GUPU STO LO KADIILIR! OYA!"

"OYA!" The roar barked out from the entire Conclave as they pushed for the Bastions, gunships tearing across the sky. Beneath Draco he could see the Myrkava under his command had gotten his orders, advancing at full speed for the Citadel. Here comes the pain, and Mandalore gonna give it to you. Tank guns barked out, Basilisk War Droids from the north swooped in low, using their smoke generators obscuring hundreds and hundreds of meters of the sky and ground, the air filling with the screams of those lost at Roche, rising to meet the roars of the warriors of the Clan Vereen conclave.

The Gunships and tanks rumbled forward into and across the trench line, Flame carpet rockets streaking through the short distance between Myrkava and Bastion. Though ineffective against walkers, there was no better weapon against trenches and pillboxes than copious amounts of White Phosphorus and Napalm mixture besides the Nuclear option. Twenty seven was enough to turn the relatively small area into a lake of fire, much like the one the Corellians claimed waited for the Sith in Hell. Tank rounds and heavy machine gun fire followed the rockets into the Northern bastion. Grey smoke from the fires mixed with the black smoke created by the Basilisk war droids, covering the northern face of the citadel with smoke, obscuring the charging tanks and gunships for the time being. They would still be in for a storm, but they could weather it.

Rifles and grenade launchers blazed, gunship rockets streaking from their missile pods to meet the enemy AA Gunboats. They were literally just repulsor sleds with a rocket pod, so, it was arguably overwhelming fire power, however, better safe than sorry when the only reinforcements Clan Vereen could count on where its own laying siege to the Northern Bastion outside.

The Ori'edee having collected its complement moved forward alongside the remaining infantry unit until it was situated behind the Clan Dem'adas forces. Its shields pulsed out again, providing them with protection they could roll forward to fire, and ride the recoil back into the very powerful Ori'edee area shields. Sieges were usually broken by a sortie into the enemy's fortress, and that assault was taking place, targeting the weaker lines of undefended, unmanned trench line so that Clan Vereen's armor could assault the back field.

Draco could feel the overwhelming power of the Force growing, but it was not within the citadel or the bastions, but outside. It felt... Familiar to him, something odd, like a vague memory he had. An unknown ally perhaps? Someone he had crossed paths with before for certain though. "You two, you are tired, lend your strength to Alor Raxis." He grumbled between shots into the AA Gunboats from his perch. The two shamans nodded and reached out to the Alor, seeking him through the Force. If he would reach out to them, and accept them, they would flow what little power they still held into him. There were still six fresh, untapped shamans and Sklor to aid the Assault direct.

The Eater of the Dead looked into Draco's visor, the coal like visors of the Shaman glaring into him, a supernatural feeling when staring back into the eyes of a cannibal shaman. "There are many cooked foes below, but I prefer fresher meat, meat not riddled with bullets and burnt. Meat I know I killed with my own axe. When will I be sated?"

Jarl Volgrim spoke up, cuffing the shaman on the shoulders. "I have a feeling, they are all about to give us a good run for our money, so you should be able to find a few good meals." The massive man towered over even Draco, his beard braided and clasped together as it hung under his helmet.

"Someone warn Commander Halifax that those infantry he's combating are about to be in a lake of fire. We have them from both sides and I don't want Firemane's forces to accidentally walk into a napalm river." Draco muttered, taking aim from his perch in the gunship, zipping off rounds towards a group of armed repulsor sleds.

 

[Ria Misrani]

- Redacted -

 

[Asharad Graush]

Location: 21.19
Objective: Kill anyone in the way.
Allies: None.
Enemies: [member="Vilim Ramic"].
Collaterals: [member="Triam Akovin"] (Only taking 18 of the kills on 17.17 as most of my units were firing on 16.16, so you get 32 of them. )
Kills: 88


Numerous reports were coming in to A'sharad Graush, speaking of the dozens of soldiers that they had felled that were fleeing from the Rogue Sith forces. All he could do was nod his head slowly. He had promised the Yuuzhan Vong that he would do his part in destroying the Rogue Sith, and here he was, honouring that word, his units just hadn't gotten into position yet. But when they did, it'd be an entire company of the best of the best from the First Order's very own White Wolves Stormtrooper Regiment.

"Our progress is being slowed by the neutrals in the area, Sir." A voice from a Captain that he recognized, the Stormtroopers of Trill Company continued moving onwards. But, they couldn't let themselves be stunted in their movements.

"Stand by for orders," he said.

Many decisions ran through his mind. What sort of consequences would he face if he did nothing, or he did something about those in the way?

"Artillery coming in!"

One of the LIUV's was struck, but the scout vehicles never stopped moving. Without the LIUV's being sensor painted, to score a direct hit on one would've been lucky at best. Fast moving vehicles that didn't stay in one place, well, ever. The only casualty that would've been suffered was the time of the artillery crews, and the LIUV's continued, certainly fast enough to swing around to the other side of the Sith troops. Six repeating blaster cannons is what the LIUV's commanding officer had subjected the Rogue Sith troops to while they went past them on their repulsorlift projected vehicles.

"The droid forces have moved out of the way, and into the trees, Sir."

"Good," A'sharad answered. "Recall the gunboats. Have the bombers prepare for another run." They're close to my position aren't they? "Burn the forest. Destroy that force. I'm on the way as well." With two hundred and fifty Stormtroopers, A'sharad Graush was on the way to the treeline. Not as far as he had initially thought, and he had waved a hand at the head of the Stormtrooper Company, "Fire!" He had said, and while Stormtroopers targeted, TA4 Ultra Battle Droids and TA2 Super Battle Droids, with their sonic rifles, some even manned TI-S Mortars, blaster rifles, and shotguns. What they couldn't hit within the trees, well, they aimed to fell those trees too. Without impunity.

But there was another Battlegroup's Stormtroopers coming as well. The group that had been impeded by the droid forces were right on their tails as they headed into the forests. They were outfitted with the same equipment as A'sharad's commanding unit. They performed the same thing as well. And then the gunboats after having been pulled from the Rogue Sith so as not to be shot down by any Anti-Air, were dumping proton torpedoes to eradicate the forests, with impunity.

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Spoiler: Battlegroup One: Aurek Company

Battlegroup Aurek:

• One Hundred White Wolves Stormtroopers - B, 400pts (18.20 ---> 19.19) Lighting up 19.18 forests with mortars, blasters, shot-guns from long ranges, and sonic rifles.
• Two All Terrain Tactical Transport - Common, 20pts (17.19 ---> 15.17) Firing on 16.16 Rogue Sith Troops.
• One TIE/FO-SK Bomber Flight - Common, 60pts (Gone this turn)

Spoiler: Battlegroup Two: Zerek Platoon

Battlegroup Two: Zerek Platoon

• Eighty White Wolves Stormtroopers - B, 320pts (18.20 ---> 16.18)
• Two Arcturus Imperial Gunboats - Common, 30pts (16.17 ---> 20.17) Dropping proton torpedoes over the forests 18.17, 19.18, and ending at 20.17

Spoiler: WW: Scout Unit

WW: Scout Unit

• Sixty White Wolves Stormtroopers - B, 240pts (17.23 ---> 14.21)
• Six Light Infantry Utility Vehicles - Common, 30pts (15.17 ---> 16.15) Firing on 16.16 Rogue Sith Troops as they drive past with repeating blaster cannons
• Four All Terrain Scout Transport - Common, 60pts (15.22 ---> 14.19)

Spoiler: Trill Company - Command Group

Battlegroup: Trill Company

• Two Hundred Fifty White Wolves Stormtroopers - B, 1000pts (21.19 ---> 20.18) Directly engaging [member="Triam Akovin"] at 19.18 trees, firing upon her forces and droids alike.
• Four All Terran Tactical Transport - Common, 40pts (18.18---> 17.18) Firing upon 17.17 Rogue Sith still, relentlessly.
• Two All Terrain Scout Transport - Common, 20pts (18.18 ---> 17.18) Firing on 17.17 Rogue Sith.
• Twelve TIE/FO-SK Bomber - Common, 180pts (Unusable this turn)

 

[Omega]

North-West (01.01 etc) – [member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Olivia Dem'adas"] [member="Symara Tarriq"]
South-West (01.24 etc) – [member="Ali Hadrix"] [member="Isaac Knight"] [member="Junko Ike"] [member="Rozalyne Kurganova"]
North-East (24.01 etc) – [member="Gray Raxis"] [member="Stardust Raxis"] [member="Gray Raxis"]
[SIZE=11pt]South-East (24.24 etc) – [member="Asharad Graush"] [member="Ajira Cardei"] [/SIZE]

 

[Ashin Varanin]

FORCES:
Representing the T3 corporation Ke'dem, a portion of Team Nadd, plus guests.

4 3 Vornskr APCs, Unique, Quality A = 150 points - condition good
40 36 infantry, Unique, Quality A = 300 points - all loaded into APCs
100 generic Quality E infantry rabble = 50 points - sacrificed
Total: 500 points

LOCATION: 19.09->17.12, assaulting the bastion - aiming to push to 16.12 if we can drive the occupying forces out

ENGAGING: Infantry (with associated walkers and turrets) at 16.12

KILL COUNT: 38+21(half of the 42)=59

OBJECTIVE: Spend the powerup I've been working on since post #1


The 13mm turrets ripped into the back of the Sith infantry position, and the Sith forces faltered. On the other side of their formation, Mandalorians were moving in to support the embattled Clan Raxis position. The immediate situation appeared stable.

The same couldn't be said for the south, where it appeared the First Order had devoted a considerable chunk of its forces to assaulting [member="Triam Akovin"]. Classless, stupid, and worthy of recompense, but that would have to wait. The critical issue here was doing what the First Order wouldn't: prioritizing the actual enemy. With luck, Ke'dem could carve out a position where Triam could find refuge.

Ajira snapped an order, and the APCs disengaged to follow her swoop bike. The four vehicles tore across the snowscape, back the way they'd come. Their stint in the trench line, very close to the eastern citadel, had given them a clear picture of the emplacement's defenses, the slope of its walls, the placement of its vehicles and heavy weapons. Now Ke'dem arrowed for the eastern citadel.

They crossed the intervening two kilometres, avoiding a patch of large stones, in under a minute.

High-powered repulsorlifts roared behind her as the Ke'dem drivers gave the lift controls their expert attention. The APCs pulled away from the ground, following her rising swoop, and soared toward the top of the citadel. Ajira, Ashin, raised one hand with the other clamped to her control yoke. A tidal wave of energy rushed through her from the APCs' occupants and the mass sacrifice and her own specialized abilities. A shield took form before them. Counterfire -- turrets, small arms, armour -- smashed into the shield fruitlessly.

Ke'dem hit the top of the citadel and crashed inside as a multistage disaster: a wave of redirected Sith shrapnel and fire; a brutally uncompromising jackhammer of a Force shield, vast and impregnable for the critical moment; automatic fire from dual turrets of 13mm autocannons and shield-and-armor-ignoring Ssi-Ruuvi paralysis beams; forty thousand kilograms of armored personnel carrier traveling at almost half the speed of sound; and thirty-six airborne elite Dark Jedi, spilling from the carriers in their wake. The whole apocalypse was aimed at the openness of the citadel, where vehicles and so forth maintained their watch. Three dozen lightsabres snapped to life and ripped into everything in range.

Three dozen and one, that is.

 

[Ria Misrani]

Northwest, Castameer
Faction: Firemane Industries & Technologies (Tygaran Alliance)
Commander: Major Lavali Sanjeet

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The Lion's Maw

Infantry Company - Alcori's Wrath
Movement: 5.07 >> 7.08

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160 Soldiers
Sentinel Battle Armorhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/85302-sentinel-battle-armour/
MKII Boltgunhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/10052-mk-ii-omega-boltgun/
Anti-Force User Grenades
Rating: C, Quality: Common

Manticore Squad - Fire Angels
Movement: 3.04
Firing At: 10.10 [member='Vilim Ramic']

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1 Tank Support Squad
9 Heavy Support Tanks
Manticore Support Tankhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/15783-manticore-heavy-support-tank/
Rating: C, Quality: Common

Heavy Ordnance Platoon - Angelii Halo
Movement: 3.04

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30 Soldiers
ARGH-CBRW-1 “Flamer”http://starwarsrp.net/topic/31347-argh-cbrw-1-flamer/
Sentinel Battle Armorhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/85302-sentinel-battle-armour/
MKII Boltgunhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/10052-mk-ii-omega-boltgun/
Rating: C, Quality: Uncommon

Heavy Ordnance Platoon - Kerrigan's Pride
Movement : 4.07 >> 7.09

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30 Soldiers
ARGH-CBRW-1 “Flamer”http://starwarsrp.net/topic/31347-argh-cbrw-1-flamer/
Sentinel Battle Armorhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/85302-sentinel-battle-armour/
MKII Boltgunhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/10052-mk-ii-omega-boltgun/
Rating: C, Quality: Uncommon

Anti-Air Sections - Ashira's Grace 1 & 2
Movement: 5.08 >> 7.08

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2 Anti-Air Sections
6 Anti-Air Tanks
Hydra Anti-Air Tankshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/30780-hydra-class-anti-air-tank/
Rating: C, Quality: Common

Self-Propelled Gun Sections - Phoenix Section
Movement: 2.03
Firing At: 10.09 [member='Vilim [/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255,0,0)]Ramic[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255,0,0)]']

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1 Artillery Section
3 SPGs
Thunderer Self Propelled Artilleryhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/82666-thunderer-self-propelled-artillery/
Rating: C, Quality: Common

Reaver Section - Red Reaver
Movement: 6.08 >> 8.09
Firing At: 9.09 [member='Vilim [/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255,0,0)]Ramic[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255,0,0)]']

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1 Assault Tank Section
3 Assault Tanks
Reaver Assault Tankhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/22615-reaver-class-assault-tank/
Rating: C, Quality: Common

Valora Walkers - Valora's Might (1-4)
Movement: 6.07 >> 8.09
Firing At: 10.09 [member='Vilim [/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255,0,0)]Ramic[/COLOR][COLOR=rgb(255,0,0)]']

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1 Walker Unit
4 Valora Walkers
Valora-class Walkershttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/72862-valora-class-walker/
Rating: C, Quality: Common

Castameer
Northwest Region
Objective: Eliminate Rogue Sith
Allies: [member="Draco Vereen"] | [member="Olivia Dem'adas"] | [member="Gray Raxis"] | [member="Stardust Raxis"]
Enemies: Rogue Sith | [member="Vilim Ramic"]

Cry havoc! And let slip the dogs of war. Major Sanjeet's eyes narrowed on the battle, "FIREMANE! FOR HER GRANDMISTRESS! OPEN FIRE!" She shouted, "ARMOR CHARGE!" And as the words slipped from her beautiful lips the Red Reavers did move to engage the Sith with their holy fires, and while the sounds of the dead and dying could be heard. No reprieve for the Sith could be in sight, for when Firemane unleashed her breath, did the Mandalorians rain down their wrath. Another cannonade was made audible, but it too would be silenced. "Halifax! Support Mandalorian fire on Artillery!"

"Aye! Artillery regaining target." He shouted back, "target acquired!"

"FIRE!" She ordered and looked overhead as the sounds of artillery, nine manticores and three thunderer's poured their shells onto the Sith artillery unit stationed just beyond the trenches. Oh, the trenches, the trenches where now the Sith were being swept into the flames of death. Where now they would be volleyed and shelled, but for them, no song would be sung. For them - their deaths would mean the end of the beast that threatened an entire galaxy. "Lieutenant Tarriq scope out the enemy!"

"Aye!" Symara shouted as she took her sniper rifle and got into cover, her aim was to be true and swift. She was hampered by tracks and repulsors, by the movement of her own squad's feet. So she waited, she waited and down, far down her scope. She could see units, just barely and she could hear Major Sanjeet screaming for people to keep a lane clear. She took her count and she waited, too far out of range she could see on her scope. "Too far, we'd have to swing around, we've got another infantry unit the ones from earlier they retreated."

Sanjeet looked at Halifax, "have the thunderers relocate their fire to that unit. I want them gone and I want a clear path to the Citadel! Let the Mandalorians know where we're going!"

"Aye!" Halifax punched in to the artillery, "reacquired!"

"Fire!"

From there, he dialed up the Alor. Alor Vereen, was that his proper title? The young man didn't know, he fumbled with the holo for a moment, "C-Clan Vereen?" He winced as he heard artillery overhead, "we're throwing flames down into the trenches we're gonna pull up just as soon as the artillery is gone. We-" Halifax ducked from a whizzing bolt. Symara was turned and looking over, "Firemane out!"

"Have the Infantry prepare to engage that section down there," the Sergeant overheard the Major talking to the Lieutenant and he swallowed. "I- I believe we have Mandalorians to the South."

"If we do, we're gonna need them to meet us in the center, and fast," Major Sanjeet said, "all units! Move! Keep up the pressure!"

 

[Not Ordo]

Location: 1, 14
Units: 0

The distant explosions rippled through the frozen ground of Castameer like a rock thrown into a lake. The sounds of death could not be heard but felt as the sleeping beast lay curled on the bottom of the almost completely frozen lake. How the thing came to be there was anyone's guess. It had fallen asleep on Manaan ages ago and now it was here.

Waves of hate and death were faint in its dark frozen hole but even the faint smell of one's favorite meal was enough to cause hunger to be realized. It began slowly, the awareness that brought wakefulness, but once begun it was already too late. An eye twitched, a claw stirred and with a kind of slow grace, as if a snake uncoiling it began to move. It's many eyes fixed themselves on the light above. That was where its primal senses declared it should go. With a flick of its tail it moved upward, cautiously at first, and was met with...resistance. It didn't understand, nor care truly. Resistance meant it was being barred from a meal and so the resisting substance had to be killed. It turned around and dug its clawed legs into the silt covered lake bottom and launched itself through the water at the icy surface above. Head first it crashed into the Ice. It cracked. The ice crunched like thunder in the water as the soundwaves reverberated and rebounded beneath the water. It was not enough, the beast turned and with violent determination fired itself at the cracked ice once more.

Above the surface ice and water sprayed into the air as if sent skyward by a bomb. The great azure beast dug its claws into the shore as it pulled itself from its aquan den. Its arms like great pillars stood against the ground while water ran from its body and froze in the biting air. The blister packs on its back flared as the great beast looked skyward and roared.

[media]https://youtu.be/zX3YcI7xNEI[/media]

Now it was hungry.

 

[Cassus Akovin]

Forces representing T2 company Akovin Stock Company:

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• 
  Crol H’hurut - Unharmed
  
• 
  TA5 Lightsaber Droid (A.K.A. “Mr. Follow”) - Unharmed
  
• 
  [19x] TA4 Ultra Battle Droids - 3 Casualties, 2 heavily damaged,1 damaged
  
• 
  [75x] TA2 Super Battle Droids - 10 Casualties, 5 heavily damaged, 3 damaged
  
• 
  [134x ] TA1 Battle Droids - 30 Casualties, 5 heavily damaged, 20 damaged
  
• 
  [18x] M1 Light Walkers - 1 destroyed, 3 heavily damaged, 4 damaged
  
• 
  [6x] M2 Heavy Walkers - 1 damaged
  
• 
  [20x] Z5 Maintenance Droids - Unharmed
  

Point Total - 492/500 pts
Total Infantry - 250 - 43 = 207
Total Walkers - 24 - 1 = 22

Current Position: 19.18, engaging First Order Infantry at 20.18 and 19.19 [member="Asharad Graush"]
Casualties: 45
Damaged: 44 (15 heavily damaged, those units are under combat repairs)
Confirmed Kills: 48

Personal Equipment:

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• I. Assault U. II Armor with attached H.E.R.D. Laser, M.E.A.D. Gloves, and built in modified Phanton Fingers. Dart guns utilize C.H.I.T. Darts.
• The Akovin Hand cyborg arm, equipped with the Aurek Gatebreaker Node.
• Spark Implant equipped with Second Wind Node
• Verpine Sniper Rifle with Argus Clusterkark Sniper System
• [x2] Standard Blaster Pistols
• Ammo held in Bodo Baas Gunbelt
• Relentless Blade

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XL-Hp__Y5kM​

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It was as expected, her opponent changed, but not before the sky turned crimson, the sky cracked with the thunders of war from above. The Omega had fired, and now three kinds of hell rained from the sky, while an army stood at her feet.

Artillery rained from above, crashing through trees and exploding over her troops, destroying some, damaging others. Then the proton bombs, those pink orbs of destruction came along with it, burning the trees as they fell through the sky. Some of them hit the ground with explosive force, sending droid debris into the air. That's when the blaster fire began to pour in... but she had prepared for that.

"Regroup! Form a wall! Walkers, wipe them out!" She took her helmet back from Crol, using her annunciator to project her voice clearly over the explosive din. The First Order had made a mistake in sending in their troops. This unit was not a simple infantry detachment, it had armor with teeth... and it had Triam Akovin. The TA1's who had originally set out to lead the pack, turned around and surrounded the compromised center of the group, where they would fill in the gaps between the charging shield wall from the arms of TA2's. Their armor was tough, and would require lots of concentrated fire blasted into them, or sufficient enough explosions. Fifteen lay in the dirt either destroyed or problematically damaged, while a few walked merely damaged, either from the surprise First Order attack (and proton bombs) or through the Rogue Sith artillery fire. Others suffered from carbon scoring as they suffered through blasterfire. Six TA4's were destroyed or problematically damaged in the surprise attack or through the artillery fire or proton bombing run, but they too grabbed their blasters and scattered into the growing semi-circle of multiple types of droids, guarding against the stormtroopers from attacking their largest threats....

M1 Walkers with M2 Walkers reeling in the heavy damage, let loose the full power of their anti-personnel weapons. Repeating Blaster Cannons, both light and heavy would rain down on the enemy from nearly two dozen places, exploding against the frozen earth along with Heavy Ordinance and Slugthrower shrapnel. Grenades from the M1's as well as missiles from the M2's would go flying into the enemy ranks as the Walkers pushed forward intending to squash any and all infantry resistance.

Meanwhile Z5 maintenance droids pulled in the heavily damaged TA4's and TA2's to initiate repairs, while a small team worked on the few walkers halted by their damages, behind the relative safety of the droid formation. They wouldn't be back up to their old selves, but salvaging parts from the irretrievable would get them back into combat condition. The advantage of having droids, was how quickly units you would dismiss as no longer functioning, can be put back into the playing field. The same could not be said for the hell she sentenced the White Wolfs infantry to, damaged men were markedly more difficult to put into battle while missing their heads or limbs. The TA4's didn't seem to mind too much though.

Triam, atop her Walker took her sniper rifle and began firing at the largest threats to her company, namely any soldier carrying a Mortar unit. Crol followed suit with his Dressellian Rifle with the increased efficiency of his guided projectiles. Some trees fell over (either through the mortar, proton bombs, or artillery) though luckily not too many droids were damaged by that, thanks to their droid agility (the notable exception being the TA2's and Walkers, but the Walkers were themselves often as large as or, larger than the trees and posed little more than a destabilizing moment where the Walker had to move out of the way of the falling tree).

"Push forward! Cut them down, over run their position!" Triam pointed to the infantry unit directly in front of her, the larger of the two. The droids and Walkers would attempt to charge into the open, leaving the moderate safety of the Forest to wreak havoc on the enemy forces in the open plain. They would have no troubles or difficulties with aiming if the enemy was directly below ones boot, and the usefulness of mortars would drop drastically as well. The forest fire did not seem to daunt the droid forces, being inorganic, but did leave them a menacing backdrop as their reflective durasteel surfaces marched forward like a swarm of death. She acknowledged the increased logistics of attempting to guard damaged droids under repairs, but also knew it would take time to push forward through the enemy unit.They were, after all, effectively outnumbered. It would take time to destroy them all. Not to mention the fire support they received from an adjacent unit. Luckily the droids fired between the two to keep them at bay, but the goal was to eliminate the greatest force from being a threat.

Triam's unit might not be in any condition to storm a citadel now, but she was sure as hell not going to allow the First Order to push her around with such low tactics. She was determined to get lower than them.

She only hoped the other forces were not as blind about the objective as the First Order had become, even while the Omega fired above them...

Movement: 19.18, attempting to move into 20.18 only if by some miracle the First Order Unit is destroyed there, or moves.
Actions:

• TA1's move to encircle the center of the unit to absorb casualties away from higher class droids, ~33 firing on 18.19, ~66 firing on 20.18
• TA2's use their arm mounted shield projectors to absorb damage and push forward to open up with anti-personnel weaponry against the enemy forces, ~20 firing on 18.19, ~40 firing on 20.18
• TA4's use their blasters to fire into enemy forces while dodging attacks, looking to move into close quarters and literally cut down enemy forces, ~14 firing on 20.18
• Triam Akovin and Crol H'hurut begin sniping multiple enemy troops with mortar units in 18.19
• TA5 "Mr. Follow" continues to guard Triam Akovin's position, while firing into enemy ranks with a blaster rifle into 18.19
• M1 Walkers fire into enemy forces with their full arsenal, ~14 firing into 20.18 with a combination of two repeating blaster cannons (or slugthrower autocannons), while launching grenades into the enemy forces or disintegrating them with flame projectors (or stepping on them if they get too close).
• M2 Walkers fire into enemy forces with their full arsenal, ~6 firing into 20.18 with a combination of Heavy Blaster Cannon or Heavy Ordinance Launchers, along with two Repeating blaster cannons or Slughthrower Autocanons, and all of them firing their two missile launchers into the enemy infantry.
• Z5's will bring all units marked with "heavily damaged" status, into a "damaged" status thereby allowing them to be functioning combat units.

Total: 56 Infantry Units firing on 18.19, while 120 Infantry Units fire into 20.18 with 20 walkers pouring in anti-personnel weapons

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Clan Vereen War Conclave
Commander: [member="Draco Vereen"], Alor
Sub-Commander: Sklor, Beast Shaman
Sub-Commander: Jarl Volgrim
Allies: [member="Olivia Dem'adas"] | [member="Gray Raxis"] | [member="Stardust Raxis"] | [member="Symara Tarriq"]
Enemies: [member="Vilim Ramic"]

INTERMISSION​

MUSIC

Spoiler

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wq6MJpSTRd0​

Unit Roster

Spoiler

Assault Kindred
Movement: 07:05-->10:05 (4/2 Hex)
Firing At: Shields Active (400m Radius)

Spoiler

Ori'edee-class Shield Walkerhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/74772-acs-503-oriedee-class-shield-walker/, C Rank, Limited
War Kindredhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/91705-clan-vereen-war-kindred/, B Rank, Uncommon
MH Hyperion Squad Automatic Weaponhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/31454-hyperion-squad-automatic-weapon/ (4 Hexes)
Viper-2 Grenade Launcherhttp://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Viper_2_grenade_launcher (1 Hex)
MM9 Rocket System x2, ZX Miniature Flame Projector, Wrist Bolter (Shoulder) (CQC Range)
Wrist Weapons (CQC)
Skald
3 Shamans
7 Einherjar
70 Warriors
15 Young Bloods (C Rank)

Sky-Strike Kindred
Movement: Air
Firing At: Re-positioning

Spoiler

6 XS-155 "Naast" Mandalorian Missile Boatshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/8351-xs-115-naast-mandalorian-missile-boat/, C Rank, Minor

Air Support Kindred
Movement: 06:05-->13:11 (10/10 Hex)
Firing At: 12:10

Spoiler

6 Cobra-class Gunshipshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/62464-cobra-class-gunship/, C Rank, Mass

Air Cavalry Kindred
Movement: 11:04-->12:09 (10/1 Hex)
Firing At: 13:10 (Artillery)

Spoiler

6 Basilisk War Droidshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/95650-basilisk-war-droid/, C Rank, Minor
MK3 Black Smoke Screamer Generatorhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/92501-black-smoke-screamer-generator-v100/
6 Basilisk War Droidshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/95650-basilisk-war-droid/, C Rank, Minor
Proton Bombs
6 Basilisk War Droidshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/95650-basilisk-war-droid/, C Rank, Minor
Proton Bombs

Air Cavalry Kindred
Movement: 16:06 (10/1 Hex)
Firing At: 17:07 (Infantry)

Spoiler

5 Basilisk War Droidshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/95650-basilisk-war-droid/, C Rank, Minor
MK3 Black Smoke Screamer Generatorhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/92501-black-smoke-screamer-generator-v100/
5 Basilisk War Droidshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/95650-basilisk-war-droid/, C Rank, Minor
Proton Bombs
5 Basilisk War Droidshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/95650-basilisk-war-droid/, C Rank, Minor
Proton Bombs

Jump Infantry Kindred
Movement: 06:05-->12:11 (Disembarking, Moving on Citadel) (3/2 Hex)
Firing At: 12:10 (Firing Grenades)

Spoiler

War Kindredhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/91705-clan-vereen-war-kindred/, B Rank, Uncommon
MH Hyperion Squad Automatic Weaponhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/31454-hyperion-squad-automatic-weapon/ (4 Hexes)
Viper-2 Grenade Launcherhttp://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Viper_2_grenade_launcher (1 Hex)
MM9 Rocket System x2, ZX Miniature Flame Projector, Wrist Bolter (Shoulder) (CQC Range)
Skald
3 Shamans
9 Einherjar
70 Warriors
8 Young Bloods (C Rank)

Jump Infantry Kindred
Movement: 08:04-->10:06 (3/2 Hex)
Firing At: 9:10 (Infantry)

Spoiler

War Kindredhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/91705-clan-vereen-war-kindred/, B Rank, Uncommon
MH Hyperion Squad Automatic Weaponhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/31454-hyperion-squad-automatic-weapon/ (4 Hexes)
Viper-2 Grenade Launcherhttp://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Viper_2_grenade_launcher (1 Hex)
MM9 Rocket System x2, ZX Miniature Flame Projector, Wrist Bolter (Shoulder) (CQC Range)
Skald
3 Shamans
9 Einherjar
81 Warriors
7 Young Bloods (C Rank)

Mobile Infantry Kindred
Movement: 10:04-->11:10 (6/1 Hex) or (3/2 Hex)
Firing At: Main Guns Firing on 10:10/ Anti-Personnel Guns on 10:09/ Flame Carpets on 10:09/9:10

Spoiler

18 Myrkava Main Battle Tankshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/58743-myrkava-main-battle-tank/, C Rank, Mass
3 Helion Missile Launchers [Used]
War Kindred, B Rank, Uncommon
Main Gun (16/38 Hex)
Secondary Gun (9/13 Hex)
MH Hyperion Squad Automatic Weaponhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/31454-hyperion-squad-automatic-weapon/ (4 Hexes)
Viper-2 Grenade Launcherhttp://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Viper_2_grenade_launcher (1 Hex)
MM9 Rocket System x2, ZX Miniature Flame Projector, Wrist Bolter (Shoulder) (CQC Range)
Skald
3 Shamans
10 Einherjar
50 Warriors
45 Young Bloods (C Rank)

Mobile Infantry Kindred
Movement: 9:05-->11:09 (6/1 Hex) or (3/2 Hex)
Firing At: Tanks firing on 12:08

Spoiler

18 Myrkava Main Battle Tankshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/58743-myrkava-main-battle-tank/, C Rank, Mass
3 Helion Missile Launchers [Used]
War Kindred, B Rank, Uncommon
Main Gun (16/38 Hex)
Secondary Gun (9/13 Hex)
MH Hyperion Squad Automatic Weaponhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/31454-hyperion-squad-automatic-weapon/ (4 Hexes)
Viper-2 Grenade Launcherhttp://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Viper_2_grenade_launcher (1 Hex)
MM9 Rocket System x2, ZX Miniature Flame Projector, Wrist Bolter (Shoulder) (CQC Range)
Skald
3 Shamans
10 Einherjar
50 Warriors
45 Young Bloods (C Rank)

Fire Allegation

Spoiler

Firing At 09:10

• 116 Clan Vereen Warriors (MH .32 Hyperion Rifles) Sharpshooter Fire On Infantry

Firing At 10:09

• 18 Myrkava (40mm Grenades, MH .52 Hyperion Machine Gun, MH .32 Hyperion Rifles) On Infantry

Firing At 10:10

• 18 Myrkava (140mm Cannons firing Ionite Sabots, 20mm Autocannons) On Artillery

Firing At 12:08

• 18 Myrkava (40mm Grenades, MH .52 Hyperion Machine Gun, MH .32 Hyperion Rifles) Infantry
• 18 Myrkava (140mm Cannons firing Ionite Sabots, 20mm Autocannons) On Walkers

Firing At 12:10

• 6 Cobra Gunships (60 Rockets, All guns)
• 120 Clan Vereen Warriors (MH .32 Hyperion Rifles/Viper-2 Grenade Launchers Thermal Detonators)

Firing At 13:10

• 18 Basilisk War Droids engaging in Close Quarters Battle with all them Guns and Claws
• Black Smoke Covers a mile radius around the zone
• 6 Proton Bombs launched into Artillery

Firing At 17:07 (Infantry/Walkers)

• 18 Basilisk War Droids engaging in Close Quarters Battle with all them Guns and Claws
• Black Smoke Covers a mile radius around the zone

The thing about the repulsor-sleds Draco and his warriors were engaging, was they were freakishly light. As he and his warriors dropped from their gunships to engagement up close and personal with thermal detonators and crushguants, Draco realized that they weighed only slightly more than his unenhanced, un-Force Assisted Clean and Jerk. In fact, he could probably lift these gunboats on a good day even with Ysalamiri all around him. Draco was no Ember Rekali, arguably only half the Dark Father's physical strength if we was fresh into the fight, much like he was here. He couldn't go arm-wrestling Rancors, but giving himself slight boosts in strength was a simple thing.

Simple enough to burn a slight amount of Force Energy to lift, turn it over, and drop it on its roof into the ground. His crushgaunts dug into the thin sheets of duraplast that held it together and attempted to do so, to heft it up with his arms and smash it back down again into pieces. There was a simplicity to the act, a simple, effective kill that could easily disable or disrupt them. Clouds of grey and black smoke churned on all sides of the Dragon of Mandalore, rising into the sky, lingering on the ground. Screams and groans echoed across the battlefield, both from the Basilisks and their screamer generators and from the burning trenches and defenses the Mandalorians and their allies were quickly overtaking. Draco could smell the fire and the ash, the distinct smell of burnt flesh. The air around the citadel was no longer crisp and cold, but billowed with heat and fire on two sides. The sky blackened and Draco knew it was almost time.

Sklor, while not adept as his Alor with Enhance Attribute, was very keen on Dark Rage, the deep red fires of the Dark Side burning through the Beast Lord as he tore open crew hatches and ripped men apart with his hands as though they were drawn and quartered, drenching his fur and skull covered armor with their blood. The Eater of the Dead tore into the flesh of his victims, tearing out livers from still screaming Sith troopers, feasting on them before their very eyes. His black eyes burned like embers being stoked in an old fire and the Force churned around the Shaman. Chanting and muttering, the shaman called out to them, and on the wind they could hear the whispered answer.

They were coming.

Volgrim, the Jarl of the kindreds attacking the planet roared, sweeping his massive voidsteel greatsword about him, cutting down what foes tried to flee from him. He and the warriors worked to make quick work of what few extremely light gunboats there were in their vicinity. Barely heavier than a speeder bike, the AA gunboats weren't something the skirmishers of Clan Vereen feared, as each warrior had several wrist rockets for taking out this kind of light armor or bunkers. He could hear the whispers on the wind, no doubt the Dark Jedi to the south could hear them as well. The chittering, squawking of hundreds, possibly thousands from every forest, from under every rock, and from every hole in the earth. "Release them," his voice somber over the unit comlink as he ordered his warriors to go about executing their duties. His orders didn't pertain to the Sith Troopers in the slightest, who were still being mercilessly cut down, but to about one hundred quarter-sized disks that floated through the air on their own.

Draco growled as he took a blaster bolt to the shoulder, a stray his light-shield didn't reflect before he threw his spear into the unlucky pilot, pinning him to the gunboat behind the unfortunate soul. "Push vod. Bring them down up close. Get your swords wet!" The warriors drew blades, used boltgun pistols in shoulder mounts, wrist rockets, swords, axes, and thermal detonators in an effort to clear the gunboats and breach the Citadel gates.

 

[Zark San Tekka]

"But if it be a sin to covet honor, I am the most offending soul alive."​

​

Commanding Officer: Lieutenant Colonel Kyle Nasher
Perspective: Lieutenant Isaac Knight, Recon Marine
Allies: Mandalorian Forces
Enemy: [member="Vilim Ramic"]

Unit Roster

Spoiler

1st Battalion 42nd Marines

Aurek Company
125 C Quality Infantry Marines
Infantry Kit
MM100 MM110 MM115
Movement: 04.19 to 04.17
Attacking: No Target
4 C Quality MARV-1a and 4 C Quality MARV-1b
Movement: Stationary at 05.17
Attacking: No Target

Besh Company

125 C Quality Infantry Marines

Movement: 04.19 to 04.17
Attacking: No Target

4 C Quality MARV-1a and 4 C Quality MARV-1b

Movement: Stationary at 05.17
Attacking: No Target


Cresh Company

125 C Quality Infantry Marines

Movement: 03.20 to 04.18
Attacking: No Target

4 C Quality MARV-1a and 4 C Quality MARV-1b

Movement: Stationary at 05.18
Attacking: No Target

Edge of Forest Southwest of Voracion Citadel, Castameer

"Keep moving marines!"

His men were almost falling down all around him, but Lieutenant Colonel Kyle Nasher seemed completely unfazed by the grueling double time march from a remote landing point through unforgiving terrain and devastatingly cold weather conditions. Each company was clad in cold weather gear specific to the climate of their area of operations, but after enough kilometers completely exposed to the elements, it was enough to wear anyone down. But the men and women around him weren't just anyone, Nasher knew, they were Commonwealth marines. The look in his eye and the edge in his tone was almost daring any of them to complain. So far, none of them had, and the three companies had just reached the forest's southern edge. Ahead way off in the distance, the Colonel could just barely make out the parked MARVs at the forest's northern tip. Most of the camouflage work their crews were doing must be focused on the sides of the vehicles facing towards the Citadel.

So far, none of their communications specialists had managed to make contact with either the Mandalorians or the Lord of Admirals in orbit. Nasher wasn't too surprised, as the sky above them had grown dark and terrible, punctuated by brilliant flashes of crimson the source of which the Colonel could not fathom. It wasn't his job to worry about the sky and what might be going on overhead, his job was to get his marines into position despite nearly impossible odds and spearhead the Commonwealth's first strike on the surface of Castameer. The 42nd Marines skirted the western edge of the forest at a fast jog in silence, exhausted but also on the edge of an adrenaline rush as each of them knew they were coming closer to their objective with every step. When Nasher and his men finally caught up to Lieutenant Knight, most of them collapsed in a heap, embracing the few precious moments of rest before the action really began. Nasher simply did some breathing exercises to counteract the cramps that came as he came to a sudden stop, and started giving orders almost immediately.

"Colonel, are you sure this is a good idea?" Isaac asked the old veteran when he has done and the men were moving into position for an assault.

"I'm almost positive it isn't," Nasher said casually, drawing a look from the special forces lieutenant, "You want to pack up and go home?"

"No, sir," Knight replied, slamming a magazine into his MM110.

"Good, then I'll see you on the other side of that wall."

 

[Omega]

[member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Olivia Dem'adas"] [member="Symara Tarriq"] [member="Ali Hadrix"] [member="Isaac Knight"] [member="Junko Ike"] [member="Rozalyne Kurganova"] [member="Gray Raxis"] [member="Stardust Raxis"] [member="Gray Raxis"] [member="Asharad Graush"] [member="Ajira Cardei"]

The battle is over. The Sith are beaten. Some surrender, others flee into the snowy wastes, others into the sky.

The Citadel has been taken, and without its protective shield, the Omega lays open to attack from the fleets in orbit. Even now fighters and other craft speed forward to complete the final onslaught.

Through all of it though you glance up and see the Omega.

Something is wrong though. The sky is red as blood, fuelled by the fires raging from broken machines and defences. Still, you can see something has changed.

The Omega is facing Castameer.

A malevolent eye now looks down at you. With the shield gone this planet is surplus to requirements.

It’s time to leave Castameer. Perhaps you will join the final attack on the station, perhaps you will withdraw to the safety of your fleet, perhaps a prudent withdrawal to a different system.

Either way, the frozen wastes are no longer safe. Gather your wounded and slain and go…before the malevolence above you strikes….

OOC: Feel free to post your departure. If the time comes and the Omega does strike you will be assumed to have departed. I will post here if that happens if you wish to post a daring escape.

 

[Asharad Graush]

The battle was over.

Whether the Rogue Sith surrendered when the OMEGA started turning to target the planet, or whether they realized they didn't have the means to win, not when they had marched out from the Citadel, it made no different to the First Order High Colonel. The fastest vehicles of the White Wolves Regiment's were sent ahead of the rest of the host after the apparent standing down of the forces, and had ransacked as much equipment and technology as they could before fleeing.

The order had been given.

Where A'sharad Graush had been cutting down droids, he was now at the back of the retreat to the landing zone. Imperial dropships had suddenly begun to fill the sky. Some were smaller carriers and transports for the vehicles that wouldn't otherwise fit in troop transports. AT-TT's had turned around from their firing on the droid army in what was left of the trees, loading themselves onto their respective carriers before they lifted off from the planet. The AT-ST's did the same.

The gunboats and bombers had lifted up from the planet and were returning to enter the final step of the Space Battle.

There were dead, and there were wounded.

All of them were collected, not a single body, warm or cold was left behind by the First Order. There was some speculation as to the ruthless nature of the Regiment's High Colonel. Perhaps collecting the dead and wounded would be enough to stoke the rumours that may or may have met the Field Marshal [member="Ludolf Vaas"]'s ears.

After A'sharad had marched onto the transport that would've brought him off of Castameer, the last vehicles, the LIUV's had arrived, loading onto their respective transports before they too lifted into the atmosphere, as close to the First Order Fleet as possible. On the comm line however, A'sharad had given the single order, "As many of the White Wolves as possible, get to the OMEGA. This battle is not yet over."

Save for the walked upon snow and ice, and blast marks from bombs and explosions, when it came down to the appearance of the landscape, it was as if the First Order hadn't been there at all.

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Clan Vereen War Conclave
Commander: [member="Draco Vereen"], Alor
Sub-Commander: Sklor, Beast Shaman
Sub-Commander: Jarl Volgrim
Allies: [member="Olivia Dem'adas"] | [member="Gray Raxis"] | [member="Stardust Raxis"] | [member="Symara Tarriq"]
Enemies: [member="Vilim Ramic"]

​

MUSIC

Spoiler

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ezuzT8u20qo​

Unit Roster

Spoiler

Assault Kindred

Spoiler

Ori'edee-class Shield Walkerhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/74772-acs-503-oriedee-class-shield-walker/, C Rank, Limited
War Kindredhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/91705-clan-vereen-war-kindred/, B Rank, Uncommon
MH Hyperion Squad Automatic Weaponhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/31454-hyperion-squad-automatic-weapon/ (4 Hexes)
Viper-2 Grenade Launcherhttp://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Viper_2_grenade_launcher (1 Hex)
MM9 Rocket System x2, ZX Miniature Flame Projector, Wrist Bolter (Shoulder) (CQC Range)
Wrist Weapons (CQC)
Skald
3 Shamans
7 Einherjar
70 Warriors
15 Young Bloods (C Rank)

Sky-Strike Kindred

Spoiler

6 XS-155 "Naast" Mandalorian Missile Boatshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/8351-xs-115-naast-mandalorian-missile-boat/, C Rank, Minor

Air Support Kindred

Spoiler

6 Cobra-class Gunshipshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/62464-cobra-class-gunship/, C Rank, Mass

Air Cavalry Kindred

Spoiler

6 Basilisk War Droidshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/95650-basilisk-war-droid/, C Rank, Minor
MK3 Black Smoke Screamer Generatorhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/92501-black-smoke-screamer-generator-v100/
6 Basilisk War Droidshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/95650-basilisk-war-droid/, C Rank, Minor
Proton Bombs
6 Basilisk War Droidshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/95650-basilisk-war-droid/, C Rank, Minor
Proton Bombs

Air Cavalry Kindred

Spoiler

5 Basilisk War Droidshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/95650-basilisk-war-droid/, C Rank, Minor
MK3 Black Smoke Screamer Generatorhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/92501-black-smoke-screamer-generator-v100/
5 Basilisk War Droidshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/95650-basilisk-war-droid/, C Rank, Minor
Proton Bombs
5 Basilisk War Droidshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/95650-basilisk-war-droid/, C Rank, Minor
Proton Bombs

Jump Infantry Kindred

Spoiler

War Kindredhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/91705-clan-vereen-war-kindred/, B Rank, Uncommon
MH Hyperion Squad Automatic Weaponhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/31454-hyperion-squad-automatic-weapon/ (4 Hexes)
Viper-2 Grenade Launcherhttp://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Viper_2_grenade_launcher (1 Hex)
MM9 Rocket System x2, ZX Miniature Flame Projector, Wrist Bolter (Shoulder) (CQC Range)
Skald
3 Shamans
9 Einherjar
70 Warriors
8 Young Bloods (C Rank)

Jump Infantry Kindred

Spoiler

War Kindredhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/91705-clan-vereen-war-kindred/, B Rank, Uncommon
MH Hyperion Squad Automatic Weaponhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/31454-hyperion-squad-automatic-weapon/ (4 Hexes)
Viper-2 Grenade Launcherhttp://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Viper_2_grenade_launcher (1 Hex)
MM9 Rocket System x2, ZX Miniature Flame Projector, Wrist Bolter (Shoulder) (CQC Range)
Skald
3 Shamans
9 Einherjar
81 Warriors
7 Young Bloods (C Rank)

Mobile Infantry Kindred

Spoiler

18 Myrkava Main Battle Tankshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/58743-myrkava-main-battle-tank/, C Rank, Mass
3 Helion Missile Launchers [Used]
War Kindred, B Rank, Uncommon
Main Gun (16/38 Hex)
Secondary Gun (9/13 Hex)
MH Hyperion Squad Automatic Weaponhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/31454-hyperion-squad-automatic-weapon/ (4 Hexes)
Viper-2 Grenade Launcherhttp://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Viper_2_grenade_launcher (1 Hex)
MM9 Rocket System x2, ZX Miniature Flame Projector, Wrist Bolter (Shoulder) (CQC Range)
Skald
3 Shamans
10 Einherjar
50 Warriors
45 Young Bloods (C Rank)

Mobile Infantry Kindred

Spoiler

18 Myrkava Main Battle Tankshttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/58743-myrkava-main-battle-tank/, C Rank, Mass
3 Helion Missile Launchers [Used]
War Kindred, B Rank, Uncommon
Main Gun (16/38 Hex)
Secondary Gun (9/13 Hex)
MH Hyperion Squad Automatic Weaponhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/31454-hyperion-squad-automatic-weapon/ (4 Hexes)
Viper-2 Grenade Launcherhttp://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Viper_2_grenade_launcher (1 Hex)
MM9 Rocket System x2, ZX Miniature Flame Projector, Wrist Bolter (Shoulder) (CQC Range)
Skald
3 Shamans
10 Einherjar
50 Warriors
45 Young Bloods (C Rank)

Summary of Actions

Spoiler

Try to Blow up the Citadel
Get the Force-Loving Crap out of there

The Mandalorians within and around the base of the Citadel roared with pride, hatred, even a little remorse for their fallen. It was war, people died in war, and they were warriors after all. Each and everyone of the men and women that had joined Draco on the ground had known the risks and fought to be among the few who would join him. They had been chosen from a vast pool of volunteers, and those that had fallen were deserved of praise, nonetheless, there were those that fell before their prime, and that was never a happy thing. A necessary thing, a consequence of their circumstance, but their loss could not be celebrated. Their lives would be, their deaths would be glorified in song, in praise, and immortalized in their armor, but their death would not be the cause of a toast or speech.

The sky turned red above them as they went about securing their prize given they were by far the closest when the Rogue Sith stood down. At first a faint light, like the setting sun, they hardly noticed that it was in the wrong place. As time progressed more and more began to look skyward at the blood red glare of the Omega as it peered down upon them. "EVERYONE!" Draco's bellow resounded across the snow and ice of the tundra where they had fought and laid down their lives. "TWENTY NINE VOLUNTEERS TO STAY BEHIND! ONE COBRA! EVERYONE ELSE FALL BACK TO THE DROPSHIPS AND GET OFF WORLD NOW!" His voice was throaty and hollow, but it brought with them action. Every Mandalorian began dropping all their thermal detonators into a pile and the volunteers quickly arrived beside the Alor, Jarl Volgrim, and Sklor. Myrkava began reversing, using their main guns to blast holes into the Citadel as they grabbed up warriors and began making their leave of the planet. The Ori'edee, as slow and cumbersome as it was, was faster than a man running, and so, after the warriors swiftly dumped what explosives they had into the pile, they loaded up as many as they could into the walker, the five remaining gunships, and the myrkava tanks and began racing back to the Dropships.

"Engines hot, keep her running and ready to go at a moment's notice. You lot, grab some thermal detonators, get to the sub-levels. Kill any non-mando you cross. Set the explosives to this trigger," Draco held a universal remote detonator up for them all to see, "And get on that gunship once you've run out. Set ordnance on Foundation supports, reactor banks, and at armories that still have ammunition and explosives. We book it back here when we are done, we blow the whole thing sky high." The twenty nine men and women nodded and grabbed satchels full of thermal detonators and began running into the Citadel in small groups of three of four, still armed, still armored.

"Volgrim, Sklor, we are going to see if there is a mainframe, and if it has anything on it about that gun while they do." His finger jabbed at the air, pointing upwards. "Maybe we can find some weakness to stall it for our vode in space and on it." Sklor looked down on the ground and grumbled about not getting to have any fresh meat, but he relented when Draco began sprinting away from them into the fortress.

Inside it was like a maze, a horrid complex of corridors, cat-walks, turbolifts, and stairs that made Escher jealous. Every now and again the trio could hear short bursts of blaster and slug fire below them as they ascended, his warriors encountering some light resistance still within the Citadel as they worked to demolish what was left of it. Draco and his group found none hiding within the surface levels they breached. Wherever a door blocked their path, lightsaber and strength made fresh doors and passages for them to travel through. Wherever they found dead end, they growled in frustration and made a new door to cross through. Each time they became rather lost, they checked their sonar mappers marking the passages they had tried as they searched for a set of computer banks.

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

It was over

Stardust opened the hatch of a ataw that was commandeered on the final push to the citadel

She hoped down and rolled as she stood, she had men coming up behind her....out of fifty only half remaind...

Where did she go from here, she got on comms to [member="Gray Raxis"] and took a minute to think before speaking* gray...what is out orders

She spoke calm despite her body aching, heart pumped, she had pushed herself to the point and thank the force that it was over

However the shadow lurked with rats, one sick rate had its sight sat for Star, star turned to where he was hiding, a spilt second to late as when she opened fire he fired as well catching her right in a liver

Her men screamed out as one caught her, the rest lot uo the hiding spot making cheese out of the man, but now star looked up at the sky becoming red...and...Omega was pointing at them

A God killer got immediately onto comms that would go out to all allies as they moved her to a drop ship with a medic....however they made sure to contact [member="Gray Raxis"] especially *alor raxis! Commander stardust has been hit and has been moved to a drop ship, we will need to get to a medical center stat

Even if it hurt she smiled and looked up giving the finger, yea...true even when down to herself



[member="Draco Vereen"]
[member="Symara Tarriq"] [member="Ajira Cardei"] [member="Olivia Dem'adas"]

 

[Ashin Varanin]

Five old Fringe Confederation Sekairo-class stealth transports hovered in a semicircle around breaches in the east fort. Dark Jedi -- bloodied, broken, but triumphant -- were loading themselves and their loot into the little ships. The trusty APCs went too, and the dead. Sith lightsabers, turret components, small arms, the salvage of gutted walkers, portions of the fort's systems: the Dark Jedi of Ke'dem were stripping the fort they'd taken alone.

As cartloads and armloads of common-to-decent loot hopped from broken walls to outstretched ramps, Ajira found a place on the edge, just out of sight. Her feet dangled over the long drop to the ground. Armored boots and calves clinked on the wall. She removed her helmet, revealing a face like any other face, one belonging to a midgrade noblewoman of Naboo. She withdrew a glitterstim-laced cigarra from one of her belt pouches, lit it, and leaned back against the rubble as wind tried to tear her off the wall. Above her, the Omega's eye glared at her balefully. She took a long drag and held it. Spice had been her addiction as much as Force Drain ever was. She'd been doing glitterstim in small or large amounts for, oh, a couple of decades now, maybe longer. Had her first hit been on Trevel'ka, maybe?

Another drag, and a cloud of blue-sparkling smoke. Beside her hip, her helmet comm crackled: a multitone non-verbal 'ready to go' alert.

Another long drag as the Omega stared down. She stood, cracking her neck, and headed back across the shattered bulwark to join Ke'dem. Her buy'ce slotted back into place. She was the last aboard the final transport; the others were already cloaking and aiming for orbit.