Invasion The Reckoning [Invasion of Empress Teta: Mandalorians vs One Sith]

[Zac Grayson]

Location: Cinnegar Streets,
Allies: Darth_Morgoth Melakoth Tyrin Darth Nephthys Alaki Luminara Rikanati, [member="Darth Vidar"], [member="Eikrie Daom"]
Enemies: Kad Tor Ralize Darkfeather Briika Tor Kable Detta, [member="Navio"]
Objective: Breaking Hearts

Darth Ares scuffed at the Bounty Hunter did not accept his challenge. Sure he could force it, but then he felt a terrible darkness that he knew very well because this sith had earned Ares' respect in a fight in a temple. Darth Ares, still with the bloodied, Mandalorian head, sheathed his sword and used the force to head for the call through the force to kill some Mandos. As he arrived he saw them already in battle and a piece of depree heading for Darth Vidar. He drew his sword as he lept for it and shattered it. He landed and faced the girl, Ralize and smirked. He was no longer covered in blood due to running, but some still remained. As for the bloody Mandolorian head and helmet, He merely tossed it to the side and looked at her. She ha the force in her and she wore it on her sleeves. He felt love and longing to fell the love, must have been the one she was trying to protect. Darth Ares approached the woman and shot a powerful force push directly at her. "Why fight for love when yo know you will not get it. A shame he will be dead before the sunsets, maybe I will be the one to kill him, would you like to see that?"

 

[Ellie Mors]

Location: Cinnagar Streets, broken
Allies: [member="Darth Mierin"] | [member="Darth Carach"] | [member="Darth Nephthys"] | [member="Alaki"] | [member="Luminara Rikanati"]
Enemies: Boys Masquerading as Men | [member="Arrbi Betna"] | Mando'ade
Objective: Return to the Fight

[media]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ITc-U4rd73o[/media]​

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Chaos erupted with renewed vigor throughout the massive city, and as [member="Dralshy'a"] fell the foundation of it all shook with a vicious roar, sending a rippling wave of earth and dust through the streets and collapsing buildings as an ear-shattering smack of the Leviathan's bulk collided with the ground. It was all of this turmoil that awoke the unconscious Sith, whom still bled from her side, and threw her into a collapsed wall that was once astride the building she had been standing on prior to her fall. Words could not describe the painful throbbing that robbed her of the capacity to speak, but she drew on this pain, on the rage of her loss - of her defeat, and pulled one of her sabers from her belt, where they had been held, and activated it. Hesitating for a moment, she knew the pain that was to come next would be one of the most excruciating feelings she would ever experience, Silara looked at the crimson saber and then closed her eyes tightly as she pressed the tip of the blade into her exposed wound, screaming out as she struggled to not move and keep her hands steady, deactivating the saber after a moment. The wound which she had once worn was now cauterized and the bleeding had stopped, though the pain that she felt was insane at this point. It felt like every single nerve in her body throbbed with the pain of being struck by a concussive pulse from every direction at once repeatedly.

Bringing her eyes back open, after some deliberation, the Sith began her long struggle of a crawl towards the street, slowly regaining feeling in her legs as she pulled herself along, the tips of her fingers bleeding as she desperately dragged her limp body along the concrete and watched as the fighting she so obsessively wished to join in on. All around her she could feel the surging of the dark side and emotions that resonated with its black nature, feeding off of it while she pressed on with an enviable resolve. "I...will...survive." The Sith coughed out softly, glaring into the street as she started to push herself up, immediately falling back to the ground as her strength left her. "By the force...if only for him." She hissed, closing her eyes and clenching her mouth shut as she mustered her strength and channeled the force through her body and attempted to push herself up from the ground again, letting out a heavy gasp of frustration while she slowly succeeded in her struggling rise from the ground. Just as she had managed to rise up, on her knees, the cold grasp of the force that often chimed in like a sixth sense rested on her shoulders and she couldn't explain how, or why, but something told her that something had happened to @Ordo. A slight panic had settled in momentarily, but as she pushed up from the ground with renewed vigor and a steeled resolve the darkness that she had come to love reached out and caressed her amidst the chaos and immediately she became aware of the stark truth that was presented to all of them - the Dark Lord was alive, and his merciless rage was spoken through the mouth of [member="Darth Junra"] as Silara managed to regain her footing, though she leaned against a collapsed wall for support at the moment.

Kill them all?
The words that had echoed across the city did not fall on deaf ears, but she was bewildered for a moment. In the past she had seen the mercy the One Sith had granted their enemies, allowing those weaker and less fortunate live for the mere act of mercy, as if it denoted them as beings of superiority, of honor, for doing so. She? The Vahla had murdered both of her parents with such brutality that mercy was never used - only a postponement of fates, as a means of manipulation, never such foolish and weak-hearted ideals. Her own master, [member="Darth Veles"], has spoken of himself as if he believed himself to be a saint, and it sickened her. But with the words of her Dark Lord there was no longer anything her fickle master could say to sway her from the descent into the dark pits of the force that longingly called for the apprentice. Closing her eyes for just but a moment, the brunette took in a deep breath and then pulled the force into her, feeding off the rage, the fear, and the vengeful feelings that circulated through the air around her while she began to feel the sharp weakness in her arms and legs begin to fade, though the pain still remained. "I cannot falter." She grumbled, limping towards the street as she continued to gather the force within her - and it was at that moment that she caught sight of a starfighter in the distance that seemed to be preparing to swoop down towards her allies.

A silent groan of disapproval resounded from her lips as she turned slightly and lifted both of her hands up in front of her chest, the muscles in her arms and hands, as well as her fingers, straining while she lifted up on a particularly large section of rubble that had once made up a portion of the now-collapsed wall with an application of the telekinetic prowess she possessed through the force. "Sixty degrees left....forty up...a kilo away....bye." Silara muttered hoarsely, making a throwing gesture with both of my hands, as if tossing something up in the air, followed by a forceful push of her hands and a loud grunt of pain - palms outstretched - to direct the boulder-like section of concrete hurtling towards the incoming aerial craft, intending to take out at least some of her frustration on the unwitting pilot. Perhaps she'd just gotten up, but she'd make it clear why she was praised so heavily by her master for her talent in the force - even if it meant getting into another heated fight with that accursed Dark Jedi.

 

[Muad Dib]

LOCATION: lower levels
ALLIES: Mandos
ENEMIES: @Darth Mierin One Sith
MISSION: eliminate hostile

Caught in the sith's embrace he felt himself shoved back and off and his boots lost contact with the roof. Falling for mere moments he hit hard on his side, bouncing back against the balcony's rail. He watched momentarily stunned as the sith woman retrieved her lightsaber and slid into the darkness of the lower level. Rising he felt blood drip from the back of his head where he whacked it on the landing.

With the rage still fueling his body he took a step forward but paused, instincts kicking in. Hunting instincts honed by a mandalorian, not a force user. Feeling the ebb of the darkside Atin smiled. "Oya." Turning he gripped the railing and swung his body from the balcony and let go dropping down where his boots hit the railing on the balcony a floor below. Flexing his knees he rolled forward easing the impact. He slid quickly and silently into the shadows of the lower level.

Moving quickly he placed explosives around the level before finding the stairs and climbing the stairs. Coming from the stairwell he paused as he gripped the cylinder hilt at the small of his back. A weapon, a tool, a blade. He knew it intimately. Holding it in his right hand he moved forward, his eyes seeing the faint red outlines of various shapes from the flickering exit sign.

His gauntlet lashed up and smashed the light casting them into darkness. "You still need to fall dar'jetii." He slid forward seemingly silent despite the armored boots.

 

[Nolan Detta]

Location: Limbo

Allies: The Light

Enemies: The Darkness

Objective: Wake Up


The flash of lightning that erupted from Nolan's body flooded his eyes and in an instance, all he saw was black, the a brilliant totem of light appear. To one side of the totem glimmered the silhouette of a woman clad in blue light([member="Ralize Darkfeather"]). He knew the woman, she was in trouble, but the white totem beckoned. Nolan looked back to the woman, she looked happy, sad, scared and hopeful all at the same time. Above him he saw a pink aura of another woman (Bri), even closer. Her aura was that of love and loss. A green aura([member="Kad Tor"]) wih a tether to the blue woman shown bright in contrast with the surrounding blackness. Within the blackness, Nolan felt a familiar warmth, it was broad and gold, warm and dangerous all the same([member="Kable Detta"]). But the totem beckoned ever stronger. The totem moved closer or Nolan did, he could not tell.

It transformed into the visage of his father, his dead father. Standing tall with a Beskad planted blade down into where he stood. Green eyes like Nolan pierced the white veil of his aura.

"What are you doing my son?"
"You are not yet done in this life. I am not ready to see you yet."

"What should I do father, I am not strong enough yet. I have the skills yet not the strength to stand alone."

"Your are Vod my son, you are never alone, look about you now, if you look closely, you will see a strand between you all, your family, your responsibility to them is the same to you. Family is more than blood. We are all family, when you've bled together, cried, laughed, and died. They are your everlasting bond to this life, grab hold to your tether my son, hold tight and bring them all closer to you...Now return to them, you are not done...With honor I call you Son........"

A flood of white light as Nolan jerked back to life in a bed of rubble with his family around him, fighting to save him. [member="Briika Tor"] was crouched over him tending to his wounds. He coughed through his helmet as he struggled for the breath that had left him. He moved his hand to his sidearm in reflex.

He could feel [member="Ralize Darkfeather"] nearby in trouble. He felt for her, the Force guiding his head and hand to lift up as a chunk of earth flew at her. He pulled hard with all of his might, the Force willing, it yanked the rubble from the air and off to the side. A red faced demon stood beyond and Nolan lifted the slug thrower up and in position and loosed a trio of high velocity, high impact slugs. Aimed right for the one armed one.

[member="Darth Nephthys"].

 

[Soeht]

The Sith woman looked at the battle continue. Her eyes scanned every skirmish that she could spot. She clipped the lightsaber in her right hand to her belt. Before the building she stood on finally fell, she leaped off to the distance in order to reach a different battle.

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[media]https://soundcloud.com/2emedanger/danger-142[/media]
Allies: [member="Darth Urak"], [member="Darth Atrace"], [member="Darth Carach"]
Enemies: [member="Chloe Hinata"]r, [member="Pyrrha Nikkita"], [member="Atin Kandossii"]

Somewhere else in Cinnagar city, a brawl among between Sith and Mandalorian forces raged. [member="Chloe Hinata"] managed to avoid death at the hands of two Sith Knights - [member="Darth Urak"] and [member="Darth Atrace"]. Despite the odds not being in her favor for this one skirmish, she upheld her own and even dished out attacks against the two Sith.

One of the Sith Knights, Atrace, managed to avoid the woman’s attack and launch his own. At the moment that his lightsabers rushed toward Chloe, Darth Junra’s body flew across the gap between one rooftop and the one that Chloe stood on. She landed with a loud thud and crack on her two feet - her knees bent and head lowered due to the impact of the landing.

Slowly, the woman rose to stand straight. Dark eyes looked at the nearest Mandalorian fighter - Chloe.

When the woman opened her mouth, the voice from her once again reached out to grace the Sith fighting on Empress Teta.

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[member="Aaron Kidd"]
[member="Aaron Nomarr"]
[member="Abric Korne"]
[member="Aedan Miles"]
[member="Aeon Caedus"]
[member="Aiker Ebizu"]
[member=Ajona]
[member=Alaki]
[member="Aleksandr Idruin"]
[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
[member="Alicia Drey"]
[member="Apos Sanaz"]
[member="Ariel Shadowmaster"]
[member="Aros Varr"]
[member="Arturious Engel"]
[member="Asar Anchti"]
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[member=Azal]
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[member=Azrakiel]
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[member="Bass Terrik"]
[member="Bastian Briareos"]
[member=Bond]
[member="Bria Shadow-Tarkin"]
[member="Cain Laatl"]
[member="Cale Gunderson"]
[member="Chloe Van Derveld"]
[member="Commander Orin"]
[member="Connar Arneir Whitelight"]
[member="Cordelia deWinter"]
[member="Countess of Báthory"]
[member="Cractius Stretus"]
[member=Crentice]
[member=Cross]
[member="Cross Ikon"]
[member="Cyrus Tregessar"]
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[member="Darth Acarus"]
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[member="Darth Tuk'ata"]
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[member="Desolis Kharr"]
[member=Dovian]
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[member="Elaine Thul"]
[member="Eleena Miho"]
[member="Evard L'Rik"]
[member="Eve Amelia Zambrano"]
[member="Ferian Adair"]
[member="Foren Derfom"]
[member="Gahven Nightwalker"]
[member="Gancorth Typho"]
[member="Garth Hummel"]
[member=GNK-699]
[member="Hal Terrano"]
[member="Halcon Xelio"]
[member="Hion the Herglic"]
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[member="James Mathison"]
[member="Jared Ovmar"]
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[member="Jettak Swift Yatinini"]
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[member="Leena Mai"]
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[member="Melakoth Tyrin"]
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[member="Mike Zenima"]
[member="Miranda Acosta"]
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[member=Ordo]
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[member="Pandora Liline"]
[member=Potterstone]
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[member="Ratih Lah"]
[member="Razer Sin"]
[member=Raziel]
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[member="Revy Khai"]
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[member="Reylan Abraxis"]
[member=Rytek'irk'intrano]
[member=sabrina]
[member="Salvor Arnex"]
[member="Sawa Ike"]
[member=Sciath]
[member="Selena Halcyon"]
[member="Seras Goto"]
[member="Sero Valrel"]
[member=Shargon'Ta]
[member="Shiro De'Vol"]
[member="Sierra Momoa"]
[member="Silara Vantai"]
[member="Silas Tyree"]
[member="Silva Talith"]
[member="Skorn Draclau"]
[member="Skyren Vau"]
[member=Smeg]
[member="Sorin Vanado"]
[member="Sorthus Axvyr"]
[member="Sosu Deviron"]
[member="Sven Talith"]
[member="Sylvanan Glass"]
[member="Syrra Venn"]
[member="Taral Mirtis"]
[member=TD-18]
[member=TD-30]
[member=Tefka]
[member="Telforn Sletin"]
[member="The Hydra Queen"]
[member="Titus Zan Thul"]
[member="TJ-1467 Jay"]
[member=Toxarien]
[member="Trenchcoat Man"]
[member="Tsavong Kraal"]
[member="Tyger Tyger"]
[member="Tylan Toarinar"]
[member=Vaelokin]
[member=Vaermina]
[member="Valduin Izbien"]
[member="Valentina Clairemont"]
[member="Vehanv Kiva"]
[member="Vilox Pazela"]
[member="Vinyata Nicashii"]
[member="Vraska Yo'gand"]
[member="Xavier Vi'dreya"]
[member=XoChitl]
[member=Yen'fay]
[member="Yruss Shien"]
[member="Zack First"]
[member=Zarran]
[member="Zenoc Lah"]
[member="Zhaera Shai"]
[member="Zothan Venn"]

 

[Bubák]

Location: Cinnagar
Allies: [member="Luminara Rikanati"], [member="Darth Vidar"], [member="Darth Nephthys"], [member="Darth_Morgoth"], [member="Darth Vornskr"], [member="Darth Ares"], @Melakoth Tyrin
Enemies: [member="Briika Tor"] [member="Ralize Darkfeather"] [member="Kad Tor"] [member="Nolan Detta"]

The young girl screamed in sheer terror as the entire building fell with a deafening roar, completely breaking her focus. Everything shook and for a minute, she believed the whole world was going to collapse, crush everyone in the city and bury them under tons and tons of debris. It almost looked like a scene from apocalypse, only supported by the menacing lightning looming above Cinnagar and occasionally striking down a Mandalorian, such as her former opponent. The last time she had seen him was shortly after he lightning bolt found his body as a suitable target, moments before the tall building collapsed on his weakened body. The teenage Chiss only hoped that now he finally lied properly dead, crushed into a red, greasy stain. The glowing red eyes of the Padawan could not really tell though, as the cloud completely enveloped her body and coating her in a layer of grey dust. Alaki hissed in pain as more debris has been sent flying on all sides, several shards cutting through her cloth and skin, leaving crimson wounds that were in stark contrast with the color of the dust. And just in case that wasnot enough, the girl started coughing violently, almost choking before the majority of the dust settled. When that happened, she remained silent and motionless, peeking from behind her cover of rubble, searching for foes and friends alike, tears pouring down her cheeks and clearing the dirt from her eyes.

For several long minutes, the teenager could not hear the screams of the Mandalorians calling their buried friend. Still deafened after the devastating collapse, the former Jedi found it hard to properly access the situation, and she definitely did not like that. Were the Sith forces in the area still outnumbered? What happened to the Twi'lek Acolyte and the Sith Master? What about the numerous Mandalorians? Hysteria threatened to take over her body, forcing Alaki to sit down among the rubble, hold her legs and rest her head on the knees. Occasional wave of sudden fear shook her entire body and she clenched her teeth, trying to ignore the possibility she might very well die. The extreme fear of death fought against the part of her telling her to get up and fight, not as a fallen Padawan, but as a Sith, to prove her worth. Unfortunately, as much as she wished to find the strength to face the Mandalorians, she could not. Once again, she was just that scared Jedi Padawan, someone unworthy of befoming a Sith. The bloodlust and anger disappeared completely, leaving nothing more than a weakling where a Sith-in-making used to be.

Left alone, with only the Force as a companion, she attempted to meditate and draw the Dark Side into her body, hoping to find the power she needed so desperately. The fear of being discovered and shot made it very hard to focus and the blue skinned girl often found herself opening her eyes, looking around in panic. It was then that she heard the dark voice booming everywhere, telling her to leave none alive. A signal. For some reason, it filled the fallen Padawan with hope of surviving this battle. She just had to kill her enemies before they killed her. Only the strongest survived this slaughter, an excellent example of survival of the fittest. Since neither side appeared to be taking prisoners, it was a kill or be killed situation. While certainly not a cold blooded killer herself, Alaki would certainly rather kill others than die. The fact the other people wished to kill her as well only made it easier and she could see herself even finding enjoyment and pleasure it taking their lives. She'd do anything to survive. Finally gathering the strength, the Dark Jedi Padawan rose to her feet, feeling the signatures of several Sith appearing in the Force. It was time.

Firmly grasping the silver cylinder in her right hand, not igniting it yet, she climbed on her cover to look around. What she saw caused her to remove one of the sticky grenades from her belt, glowing red eyes still watching the group of Mandalorians recovering their downed friend while fighting against the Sith Master and another new Dark Side user. She also saw a Ysalamir one the back of one of the Mandalorians, which most likely made it impossible for the others around her to use the Force. Not for long, though, as Alaki set off the sticky grenade and telekinetically tossed it towards Briika's back, hoping to kill the lizard. And not only that, if she were lucky, the grenade would also cause the jetpack to explode if it ignited the fuel inside the canisters, increasing the damage to the Mandalorian who wore it and everyone around. And possibly the Sith who got too close in order to fight the Mandalorians. Unless the warned them. Still just a learner at the beginning of her journey, Alaki could not very well quickly send a telepathic message stating the grenade was coming closer. Instead of trying to form words, she simply sent a telepathic message that made the Sith in the area feel some sort of incoming danger.

 

[Olivia Dem'adas]

Location: INSIDE the City
Allies: [member="Sherruk Fett"], Briika Tor Ralize Darkfeather Kad Tor Nolan Detta, [member="Azrael"], [member="Arrbi Betna"], [member="Anija Ordo"], Aynea Savan Xyhn, Chloe Hinatar, Pyrrha Nikkita, Atin Kandossii
Enemies: [member="Mantorok"], [member="Kymaero Vol"], [member="Darth Banshee"], Luminara Rikanati, Darth Vidar, Darth Nephthys, Darth_Morgoth, Darth Vornskr, Darth Ares, [member="Alaki"], Darth Urak, Darth Atrace, Darth Carach
Objective: Rolling Thunder


As assault walkers collapsed and lighter vehicles withdrew, her platoon was free to deal with the approaching Corvette. It angled down into a strafing run, turbolasers scorched earth as they walked a path of destruction towards Squadron Three. Proton Torpedoes fired and impacted in and around the formation. Dust and fire filled the air and Olivia punched the communicator. "All Tanks, bring down that bird!" She barked out. A chorus of acknowledgements rang out as the dust cleared from around Squadron Three.

Olivia could see from where they were that they had gotten banged up. But they looked to be intact. Each of the squadron's turrets rotated to track the Corvette, its engines exposed to them. Tank One-Alpha and One Charlie's turret rotated as well, taking aim at the side of the craft. On her viewscreen, Olivia could even see the tanks from Squadron Two rotate turrets and track the Corvette. "Fire." She ordered, and a thunderous roar echoed through the field. Quickly to be followed by secondary explosions as the twin mass-drivers of the Canderous tanks found their mark.


Olivia plotted the Corvette's path and the damage she had done to it and transmitted it on the GROUND-COMM channel. Someone else would finish it off shortly and Olivia could focus on the ground engagement. With the collapse of the center formation, Olivia was finally free to advance into the city with what was left of her platoon. "Platoon Bravo. Finish off the last Sith Walker and make your repairs. We're advancing into the city." She said over the Company frequency. Seconds later, she sound of mass-drivers echoed from behind her squadron as the other Platoon focused fire on [member="Mantorok"], their heavy guns targeting the walker and their anti-infantry weaponry clearing up the Sith Forces that had disembarked.


It didn't take Platoon Alpha long to reach the city. Condensing into a single five tank formation, they glided down city streets and marveled at the destruction. Ruined buildings and smoldering fires were everywhere. More-so... There were bodies everywhere. Sith... Vong... Rat-people... Mando'ade... Corpses littered the ground. Olivia clenched her jaw and cursed quietly. It had taken her too shebbing long to arrive. Too many of her brethren had died while she played at Siege tactics.

The road her platoon traveled forked before her. In the distance, she could see Sith and Mando'ad fighting down either road, extending more than a Kilometer from her vehicles and eachother. On the ground, she saw small reptiles scurrying about, wandering from the wreckage of some massive vehicle. "This is as good a position as any." Olivia said over the Platoon frequency. "Find whatever cover you can." The Canderous tanks spread out and hid themselves as best they could among the rubble of the ruined city. Massive chunks of concrete and durasteel were used to hide the bulk of the tanks, revealing only the turrets to the enemy.


"Fire on all targets." Olivia said simply before thunder and fire tore through Cinnagar's streets.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rsPa8QgGGkc



Combat Force

Spoiler

OLIVIA'S PLATOON / HALF COMPANY:

PLATOON ALPHA: Engaging all Sith.
SQUADRON ONE:
One-Alpha: Canderous-class Assault Tank (Olivia): Advancing into the City, taking cover behind rubble and Ysalamiri survivors
One-Charlie: Canderous-class Assault Tank: Advancing into the City, taking cover behind rubble and Ysalamiri survivors
Three-Alpha: Canderous-class Assault Tank: Advancing into the City, taking cover behind rubble and Ysalamiri survivors
Sensor damage.
Three-Bravo: Canderous-class Assault Tank: Advancing into the City, taking cover behind rubble and Ysalamiri survivors
Left repulsor damaged, pulling to left.
Three-Charlie: Canderous-class Assault Tank: Advancing into the City, taking cover behind rubble and Ysalamiri survivors
Vehicle comms offline, operating on individual suit comms.


PLATOON BRAVO: Engaging [member="Mantorok"]
SQUADRON TWO (300 meters west of Two-Alpha, Bravo, and Charlie)
One-Bravo: Canderous-class Assault Tanks: Hull-down. Left repulsor offline. Left hull plating damaged.

SQUADRON TWO (East Flank)
Two-Alpha: Canderous-class Assault Tanks: Hull-down in front of Two-Bravo. Damaged sensors.
Two-Bravo: Canderous-class Assault Tanks: Hull-down. Damaged front armor. Driver dead. Damaged sensors.
Two-Charlie: Canderous-class Assault Tanks: Hull-down. Damaged Turret-Ring.

 

[Anija Betna]

Location: enroute to provide air support
Allies: [member="Arrbi Betna"] | [member="Briika Tor"] | [member="Nolan Detta"] | [member="Ralize Tor"] | [member="Kad Tor"]
Enemies: The sith attacking them

For several seconds, Anija found that she couldn't breath. From everything she'd seen.... [member="Ordo"] was dead. But it didn't appear to be at [member="Azrael"]'s hand. Whose then, she knew not. But they would pay. Keeping just of Arrbi's port wing, she followed him as he made for the nearby building.

She was jolted from her thoughts as she heard Kad over the Mandalorian channel. The riduurok. Not something she expected. But, it gave her hope. Which was further boosted by Arrbi's own recitation of those few lines over their secure channel a few moments later. Some might think they were jare'la. But she didn't care.

She carefully repeated then back, and then took a deep breath, following close behind him as he made for the roof. She dropped in behind him and began pumping laser bolts across what remained of the roof, and carefully avoiding the transponder signals of her vode. "Take cover....." She warned as she prepped another bomb.

 

[Darth Nephthys]

Location: Cinnagar
Objective: Neutralize Railize by smashing her with a big chunk of rock
Allies: [member="Luminara Rikanati"], [member="Darth Vidar"], [member="Alaki"], @melakoth tyrin, [member="Darth Vornskr"] Sith [member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"] [member="Darth Tsolan"] [member="Darth Arcis"] [member="Evard L'Rik"] @Rytekirkintrano
Enemies: [member="Kad Tor"], [member="Ralize Darkfeather"], [member="Briika Tor"], [member="Nolan Detta"], [member="Kable Detta"], [member="Anija Ordo"] | Mandalorians


Specifically [member="Nolan Detta"] and [member="Ralize Darkfeather"]


The man may have attempted to take the debris aimed for his new bride, but the power that Darth Nephthys held as a Sith Lord was more than that of the Mandalorian. She had afterall, sent the entirety of her force to direct that debris straight at Railize -- and the Sith Lord was not to be swayed.

What meager amount of power Nolan shot would be overridden by the original sheer force of strength that Nepththys had originally given it. A twist of her fingers and a sudden surge of her hand only sealed the deal as speed increased and deadly force potential amplified in its intent to strike the woman.

Sokara was not going to be swayed, determination glittering within those crimson orbs at the intended follow through of the attack. Ralize would fall one way or another and Nephthys would not be denied.

High impact slugs came her way, and the Blackblades were quick to provide protection for the young Darth. A few managed to strike her on the shoulder where her nub was and another by her thigh. The crystallized Vondunn Skerr Kyrric armor gave a small crack, but the slug did not go through, the armor able to take on slugs. Bruising would bloom under her white skin, pain ripping through her body, and potentially hairline bone fractures, but they were not fatal in any form.

Overhead, shots would rain down in a line of laser bolts, prompting the Darth to move out of line of sight. She would roll only to pop back up anew onto her feet, fiery crimson eyes latching upon her prey.

The warning and sense of premonition that had filled Alaki soon would sing like the Eye of the Dark Lord's words. In a circle we must get, and so she sent silent motions for all to do so.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Location: Cinnager Streets
Allies: [member="Alaki"] [member="Darth Nephthys"] [member="Darth Tsolan"]
Enemies: [member="Nolan Detta"] and [member="Ralize Darkfeather"]
Objective: Catch up with an old friend.

Alexandra groaned at the sight, bored as she watched the fighting from the roof tops and letting her visor peel back so that she could look at Tsolan. "Hey, find me after the battle, i think i saw someone who is going to find my a sight for sore eyes." The visor returned to her face and she back up a bit before darting over the battles in the streets and running over rooftop after rooftop, hands curled around her sabers before she smiled and dropped over the side of one of the buildings, not tearing free her sabers but rather the sniper on her shoulder as she landed in a group of three mandos.

Sadly though, these guys weren't as lucky as the ones before, the first receiving a point blank blast from the slug thrower rifle, his throat for the most part gone. Alexandra yawned as the other two turned on her, turning her rifle on the faster man and firing into his heart before dropping it and bolting into the third. Good thing about mandalorians was they knew how to fight in hand to hand combat. This guy was no exception, able to block her first series of jabs and strikes she slowly grew a bit annoyed before cheating so to speak as a dagger flew to her hand and he plunged it into his palm when he tried to break a strike. Using that moment she slammed him in the chest with a force push and sent him tumbling, unconscious indefinitely. Her target was in the next street though.

Soon she looked at the three in the street and smile lightly, speaking to one of the mandalorians as her visor peeled back. "Hey there Nolan, pardon me but get the kark off the planet. Nothing personal, but the Sith are paying my credit income, so do be a good boy and leave before i have to hurt a friend." She smiled, and in her hand were two vibroblades she had taken from the mandalorians in the other street, twisting them into a ready stance.

 

[Lord Gaius]

Location: Cinnegar Streets
Allies: [member="Melakoth Tyrin"] [member="Darth_Morgoth"] [member="Darth Nephthys"] [member="Alaki"] [member="Darth Vornskr"]
Enemies: Whoever decided to stick around to be napalmed
Objective: Join forces

His attack had failed, and the Mandalorian leapt away to safety. Darth Vidar unleashed a guttural roar from his throat, depicting his frustration upon his foe. It was now that he felt it, a form of ripple in the force that resonated throughout. The hairs on his arms and nape stood on end, attempting to alert him to danger. He tuned his attention to the force, seemingly forgetting his surroundings. His ears pricked to the sounds of aircraft, and whilst they were not the aircraft in general it was the precognitive warning that something was coming.

"To me!" Darth Vidar rallied Morgoth and Tyrin, looking to see Nephthy, knowing that she too had felt it. He deactivated his Lightwhip, and propelled himself forward. He thundered across the rubble, shooting up dust in his wake. The ash-covered Sith Pureblood stood beside the much shorter woman, acknowledging her presence with a nod of deep respect for her prowess. They seemed to acknowledge in unison their train of thought. To unite the cosmic energies of all the Sith present to deploy a form of Force Barrier, to protect them from the incoming airstrike.

Darth Vidar closed his eyes, his chest bare and rippled with muscles. His hood and cloak remained tarnished, the leather strappings across his chest holding his weapons at the ready. He raised his hands, fingers outstretched and curled inward. Veins began to surface on his smooth skin. He focused on the force. The Force was a single galactic power, and all the unique 'abilities' in the eyes of Vidar was but manipulations of the force into unique and common attacks. Although one could obtain mastery of certain force powers, some abilities were not out of the hands of others. He began to manipulate the energies above him. They were meagre in comparison to the greatest of Sith Lords, but that wasn't where his true strength lay. He called on the others to join him, knowing Nephthys would be urging them to do the same.

 

[Arturious Engel]

Location: Exiting Hyper in the systems

Allies: One Sith

Enemies: Mandalorians


Arturious sits among the Troopers on the ship talking to them learning their stories and more about them when the Captain announces they are about to exit Hyper. Standing Arturious speaks to the Colonel making final preperations.

"Ok I am going to take two companies with me to the surface at the coordinates provided." "You keep the other two companies in reserve on stand by." "The Captain is most likely going to get pulled into the fleet action in orbit above the planet." "It is most likely going to be to hot to level the ship until you are ready to break the atmosphere."

The Colonel nodded look over Arturious' robes before calling up one of the other Troopers. The Colonel handed Arturious a set of the same armor the Troopers wore.

"You are going to need the added protection My Lord take a spare set."

Arturious looked over the armor and smiled softly to the Colonel taking the armor and quickly putting it on as the two companies of Troopers loaded onto the Drop ships to go down to the surface. Arturious loaded up on the lead drop ship waiting for the count down. Once they exited the Drop ships launched engines kicked into full throttle as the broke into the open space outside the docking bay.

 

[Evard L'Rik]

"All fighters and you two corvettes... Pull back and protect Kirk's ship. He's getting blasted."

I looked at the tactical holo, and issued another command. There was a Mando tank squad coming up on us. Presumably the one under Dem'adas' command.

"All Flames, fire on those Mandos. Tanks first, full power. Give 'em hell."

[member="Anija Ordo"]

 

[Vilaz Munin]

Location: Cinnigar; rooftops
Allies: Mando'ade
Enemies: Dar'jetti
Onjective: Retrieve corpses and get the heck outta here

The warrior somersaulted to the right, avoiding her fire from her wrist blaster. He would have continued his assault on her until his eyes noticed the sky. A dark storm was approaching them, sending out lightning in random places of the city. He knew this wasn't any ordinary storm that was occuring. More like some voodoo, space magic. "Props to the di'kut who's gonna put all of us in our graves," the Mandalorian said to himself. While he liked the idea of fighting on a rooftop of a skyscraper that seemed to be collapsing, he knew it was a stupid idea that would end up costing his life. He had ordered a basilisk war droid to come to the coordinates that he sent him to retrieve not just Vilaz, but the corpses of Gilamar and Ordo. The Mandalorian Warrior then rushed towards Gilamar's corpse, and noticed that there were cracks beginning to appear on the roof. Then he noticed, but didn't care of the woman who looked exactly like Mia. She was probably a clone, a doppleganger, but there was no way she was their vod after attending her funeral.

Where the hell is that damn droid?!

Time was running out for Vilaz and sooner or later he, too, would join Ordo and Gilamar if his pickup didn't come in time. He placed Gilamar's left arm over Vilaz's head and once he had Gil's corpse he slowly began walking towards Ordom dragging the lump of weight with him. He didn't knew why he was about to take Ordo's body with him. He really had no idea or answer to his question. There were a ton of ideas coming from his mind, but none of them seem to be the accurate answer to his question. More cracks began to appear on the roof and in a short time the whole building would collapse bring anyone who was in it or on it to the ground. "This ain't gonna be how I die. Not with gravity killing me," he said and got to Ordo after walking there and dragging Gil with him.

This was going to be a load for Vilaz. The weight that he wouold carry was way out of his muscle's league and it would slow him down, bery much, especially when they still had their Beskar'gam on. After placing Ordo's right arm around his head Vilaz could feel how heavy the total mass he was carrying and how slow he was. More cracks began to appear and he could feel the skyscraper rumbling from the vibrations it porduced from its architecture. These would be the last cracks before it would collapse to the ground. And, of course, the lightning from thes storm hurried up the collapse of the skyscraper sending bolts at the building and other sections of the city. He was walking careefully as he tried not to get zapped by lightning which would end up killing him and frying him up, for the lightning was nothing comparable to force lightning.

Finally, after waiting several moments for his pickup the war droid had come to his location. One of its claws pgrabbed the corpse of Ordo while Vilaz tried to put Gil on top of the war droid. The building was now collapsing as it shook, rumbled, and the cracks were turning into holes. "Damn it, forgot Gil's helmet," and he looked at the helmet of their Manda'lor that was laying down on the rooftop and then disappeared as it fell in a hole of the rooftop. As quicly as he could he got on top of the droid and it flew away from the collapsing building that would send debris and a cloud of fog to the ground affecting everyone. The droid then flew off to another building that wasn't any of the collapsing buildings, nor it was taking any damage of looked that i could collapse to drop off Vilaz, and with the bodies of both Ordo and Gilamar it flew off to drop them in the custody of the Mando'ade where they would be safe and undisturbed.

 

[Ralize Darkfeather]

Location: Cinnegar Streets
Objective: Get out alive...yeah...no problem!
Allies: [member="Nolan Detta"], [member="Briika Tor"], [member="Kad Tor"], [member="Kable Detta"], [member="Olivia Dem'adas"], Mandalorians
Enemies: [member="Luminara Rikanati"], [member="Alaki"], [member="Melakoth Tyrin"], [member="Darth Vidar"], [member="Darth_Morgoth"], [member="Darth Nephthys"], [member="Darth Ares"], [member="Darth Vornskr"], Sith
Soundtrack: Prince of Persia "Warrior Within" Soundtrack


Everything was happening at once.

Ralize could hardly make sense of everything fluttering and screaming through the Force, confusion reigning as she valiantly tried to sort out the important bits.

Important bits...

...like a grenade being launched at Briika's back...

...like the rubble that Nolan and the crimson-hued woman were playing tug of war with...

...she could only affect one, and she acted out of reflex, without much thought to her safety. Ignoring the Sith who sought to torment her - whom she would have snorted at in derision if she had but the time - Ralize turned her attention towards the grenade that was hurtling too close to Briika and Nolan for comfort. She lashed out with a burst of emerald-hued energy, pushing the grenade off track and trying to redirect it back towards its origins. At the very least, Briika and her ysalamir were safe from it for the time being.

What she couldn't save herself from was the massive chunk of pourstone that hurtled at her, wrapped in sickly Dark energies that she could all but taste. There was no time to dive out of the way, so her brilliant green lightsaber came up in a desperate attempt to cleave the stone in two.

It worked...mercifully, she thought, it had worked...as the stone was sheared into two chunks, one of them shooting back towards [member="Darth Ares"] only because of his proximity to her, but the other...she Felt and sensed Ares' Push and emerald eyes went wide as it sent her off balance and squarely into the path of the jagged stone...

...the pain didn't register until the bile-wrapped rubble slammed into her shoulder and sent her hurtling into the ground. Ralize couldn't keep any thought in her mind save for the sheer agony that blocked everything else out, a scream erupting past her lips as she panicked and Pushed the still smoking stone off of her. It wasn't going to be enough...she couldn't stand...couldn't see...

Her lightsaber extinguished and fell useless from her ruined hand, ruined beskar'gam mercifully at least holding her shattered shoulder in place. Ralize tore her buy'ce from her head, emerald eyes wide with shock as she struggled to sit up. But Kad...no sooner had she glanced wildly around to find him then he was there at her side, helping her to her feet. Her lightsaber in his hand and soon clipped into its holster, as she clipped her buy'ce to her belt with a shaking hand. They scrambled out of the way of the incoming laser fire, and knowing the napalm would be incoming soon as well, the lot of them scrambled for cover and out to evacuation.

 

[Nolan Detta]

Location: The Ground

Allies: [member="Kad Tor"] [member="Ralize Tor"] [member="Briika Tor"] [member="Kable Detta"]

Enemies: [member="Darth Vidar"] [member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"] [member="Darth Nephthys"] [member="Alaki"] [member="Darth Ares"]


Nolan looked up to see a silver haired vixen above him, ordering him off planet. As his vision cleared more, he saw the twin swords aimed at him, Bri was still patching him up. He struggled to his knees and felt the familiar clang as his worn crushgaunt met his Beskad within the dirt. Pulling it out, he stabbed it into the ground, like a cane he willed himself up, but only got off one knee before it buckled.

"You have chosen the wrong allies for such a bright and beautiful lass. I only hope we never meet in combat again, it would be a shame to stain that porcelain figure of yours red. Your request will be heard, I am done here...Bri, gather our family. We are leaving."


In that moment, Nolan saw Rali go down, Kad swoop her up, and Kable battling the Sith around them. He holstered his pistol and used what was left of his strength to stand. With aid from Bri, were she willing.

"Requesting Med-evac and glassing of sector 645.41-Alpha. Heavy Sith incursions at location. LZ will be hot. I hope you have a crazy pilot."

 

[Arrbi Betna]

Location: Cinnagar Airspace
Objectives: kill Sith, enjoy being married
Allies: [member="Anija Ordo"]
Enemies: [member="Luminara Rikanati"], [member="Darth Vidar"], [member="Alaki"], @melakoth tyrin, [member="Darth Vornskr"] Sith [member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"] [member="Darth Tsolan"] [member="Darth Arcis"]

Betna watched the shots hit the ground in and among the Sith below. The bomb Anija carried would be on them soon enough, spreading flames far and wide and, hopefully, allowing the Mandalorians to do what they needed to do: Regroup and attack once more.

Betna pulled up and around, cloaking as he did so, dodging a large chunk of debris hurled at him from below with a simple juke left of his starfighter. Time to move on to the next target.

"Angel Two," he told his new wife. "Let's hit the next target, then come back for this one."

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Location: The Streets
Allies: One Sith
Enemies: MAndalorians
Objective: Save the bucket head from friendly fire...

That is when she heard the sound of the bombs dropping and the fact that [member="Nolan Detta"] and the woman tending to him would be thrown in the line of fire once it detonated. Dropping and bolting towards them, at first looking like she was going to cut him down, she instead stopped infront of him, dropping the blades and pushing all she had into stopping the flames as they came at the three of them standing there, her hands raised as she summoned what control of Pyrokinesis. She had to move the flames and the fire over and around them, much like the Sith's bubble would try to once the fire started, unsure if she could... the problem was that she was alone in doing this, and it was only a basic knowledge in this skill. She really hoped Nolan wouldn't kill her while he had the chance.

 

[Olivia Dem'adas]

Location: INSIDE the City
Allies: [member="Sherruk Fett"], Briika Tor Ralize Darkfeather Kad Tor Nolan Detta, [member="Azrael"], [member="Arrbi Betna"], [member="Anija Ordo"], Aynea Savan Xyhn, Chloe Hinatar, Pyrrha Nikkita, Atin Kandossii
Enemies: [member="Mantorok"], [member="Kymaero Vol"], [member="Darth Banshee"], Luminara Rikanati, Darth Vidar, Darth Nephthys, Darth_Morgoth, Darth Vornskr, Darth Ares, [member="Alaki"], Darth Urak, Darth Atrace, Darth Carach,
Objective: Rolling Thunder


Olivia was flipping through the frequencies of Mandalorian communication channels. She was trying to get a handle on the overall situation her Vod had gotten themselves into. “Requesting Med-evac and glassing of sector 645.41-Alpha.” said a voice on the current frequency. Olivia left the channel open and began typing in the coordinates into the Navigation console of the Canderous.

“Dropship inbound.” Responded a deeper voice from the other end of the channel. “Kibo Vod zeroing in on target coordinates now.”

Olivia paused and thought for a moment. <Kibo Vod?> The name seemed familiar to her. She couldn't remember if it was a Clan Dem'adas ship or not, but she knew that it was a Skira-class Battleship. The thing was likely using its sensor mask to avoid detection while it held position in orbit.

While her gunner enjoyed herself taking pot-shots at Sith soldiers with the Canderous's twin Mass-Driver cannons, Olivia watched a dropship fly down the street to her left and close in on whoever had called for Evac. Nudging her gunner with her foot, Olivia gave the woman a new set of orders. “Track that dropship. Give it as much covering fire as you can.” She said simply. “Yes commander.” responded the woman. A second later, a twin crack of thunder marked the firing of the tank's twin guns at the targets threatening the Dropship.

Combat Force

Spoiler

OLIVIA'S PLATOON / HALF COMPANY:

PLATOON ALPHA: Engaging all Sith.
SQUADRON ONE:
One-Alpha: Canderous-class Assault Tank (Olivia): Advancing into the City, taking cover behind rubble and Ysalamiri survivors
One-Charlie: Canderous-class Assault Tank: Advancing into the City, taking cover behind rubble and Ysalamiri survivors
Three-Alpha: Canderous-class Assault Tank: Advancing into the City, taking cover behind rubble and Ysalamiri survivors
Sensor damage.
Three-Bravo: Canderous-class Assault Tank: Advancing into the City, taking cover behind rubble and Ysalamiri survivors
Left repulsor damaged, pulling to left.
Three-Charlie: Canderous-class Assault Tank: Advancing into the City, taking cover behind rubble and Ysalamiri survivors
Vehicle comms offline, operating on individual suit comms.


PLATOON BRAVO: Engaging [member="Mantorok"]
SQUADRON TWO (300 meters west of Two-Alpha, Bravo, and Charlie)
One-Bravo: Canderous-class Assault Tanks: Hull-down. Left repulsor offline. Left hull plating damaged.

SQUADRON TWO (East Flank)
Two-Alpha: Canderous-class Assault Tanks: Hull-down in front of Two-Bravo. Damaged sensors.
Two-Bravo: Canderous-class Assault Tanks: Hull-down. Damaged front armor. Driver dead. Damaged sensors.
Two-Charlie: Canderous-class Assault Tanks: Hull-down. Damaged Turret-Ring.

 

[Lina Ovmar]

Location: Rootops
Allies : Sith
Enemies: mandos

Mya was still giggling when the royal guard pulled her up and deposited her on the roof tops. She lay there for a moment pain lacing her chest with each breath, before rolling onto her front and coming to her knees. One by one, they were starting to flee, one by one they were beginning to break. Mya coughed and got to her feet, spitting gore from her mouth as the Dark Lords commanda rolled over them.

She smirked and looked towards [member="Lieutenant Kir"] and [member="Laufeia Carzi"] and moved to the edge of the rooftop to watch the carnage continue.