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The Sacking of Zeltros
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Kana Truden
Wandering Healer
Ally: [member="Corvus Raaf"]
Enemy: [member="Darth Praelior"]
The dead around them were of no concern as long as Balaya got hers. Pride wasn’t part of it, vengeance was. Not for anything she had done to Kana but because of what she had done to Corvus. She owed her friend this one action of vengeance, of loyalty and righteousness.
“Not. Going. To. Happen.” Kana spoke through her teeth. Her lack of control clearly growing greater. “You. Are. Not. Going to. Turn. Me. Anytime. Soon!”
Her mind slipped again and her aggression vented out in a quick set of motions as she reached her saber for the overgrown zeltron’s face, legs and hands. She reverted to jabs and thrusts in her Makashi stance and proceeded to jab away all over the different zones. The last time she released emotions like this was back before the order when she was just a nobody. The same feeling of guilt was reemerging.
“I’d rather see you dead than stand by your side! I’d rather die horribly than betray my best and only friend! I would rather she live in a galaxy without you and if that means I have to make sure that happens myself then I will!”
The aggression may be strong and overwhelming, but there was still that one feeling that she clinged to in hope the rest would go away.
Enemy: [member="Darth Praelior"]
The dead around them were of no concern as long as Balaya got hers. Pride wasn’t part of it, vengeance was. Not for anything she had done to Kana but because of what she had done to Corvus. She owed her friend this one action of vengeance, of loyalty and righteousness.
“Not. Going. To. Happen.” Kana spoke through her teeth. Her lack of control clearly growing greater. “You. Are. Not. Going to. Turn. Me. Anytime. Soon!”
Her mind slipped again and her aggression vented out in a quick set of motions as she reached her saber for the overgrown zeltron’s face, legs and hands. She reverted to jabs and thrusts in her Makashi stance and proceeded to jab away all over the different zones. The last time she released emotions like this was back before the order when she was just a nobody. The same feeling of guilt was reemerging.
“I’d rather see you dead than stand by your side! I’d rather die horribly than betray my best and only friend! I would rather she live in a galaxy without you and if that means I have to make sure that happens myself then I will!”
The aggression may be strong and overwhelming, but there was still that one feeling that she clinged to in hope the rest would go away.
nihil
Location: Streets
Allies: One Sith, Darth Odium?
Enemies: [member="Flint Dexen"], Ben Watts maybe?
Objective: Light the flint, see the fire burn (Combat the Jedi Knight)
Listening:
Killing, killing, killing. It served the Sith Lord no true purpose in this juncture. In fact, advantage was obviously gained by the presence of bystanders, diverting the Jedi Knight's attention from the task at hand. He would neglect his own life. Gabriel couldn't help but inwardly shake his head, not appeased by the notion of killing the youth when so easily wrought with disadvantage. There was no sport in it. Nevertheless, that wasn't the point. He was here to end them, end the lives of those unable to endure. He was the cog, merely turning to the will of the One Sith.
The Jedi Knight gave the distinct impression of a child swinging at insects with a net, saber dividing falling drops from the sky in side-swinging and frantic motions, his movement equivalent to scaring a nest of adders from the yard. Just as the Knight's saber swung in front of Gabriel, he arched his chest forward and jumped slightly, curving his stomach back. The beam passed within inches of him, technically below him, swinging from the Sith Lord's left to right. Just as the jedi knight's saber passed him, his right hand leaped from the dodging tactic to attempt to smack the Jedi against his right shoulder with the crimson beam, right at the cusp of it where shoulder extends down into tricep. He focused, in that moment, the force into a presence around him, an angry manifestation of his own pent up and bottled hatred, lighting flung from the glass with the removal of the cork. He wouldn't release anything, not just yet, but he would prepare himself to dodge the change in inertia that he anticipated from the Knight.
The attack was more of an expression, an attempt to wake the Jedi Knight from his 'slumber' and slap some sense into him. Focus, the saber the sung, focus on the task at hand. No one cares for those insects, and especially not enough for this Sith Lord to imbue them with such gifts of torment and pain.
Allies: One Sith, Darth Odium?
Enemies: [member="Flint Dexen"], Ben Watts maybe?
Objective: Light the flint, see the fire burn (Combat the Jedi Knight)
Listening:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NR7dG_m3MsI
Killing, killing, killing. It served the Sith Lord no true purpose in this juncture. In fact, advantage was obviously gained by the presence of bystanders, diverting the Jedi Knight's attention from the task at hand. He would neglect his own life. Gabriel couldn't help but inwardly shake his head, not appeased by the notion of killing the youth when so easily wrought with disadvantage. There was no sport in it. Nevertheless, that wasn't the point. He was here to end them, end the lives of those unable to endure. He was the cog, merely turning to the will of the One Sith.
The Jedi Knight gave the distinct impression of a child swinging at insects with a net, saber dividing falling drops from the sky in side-swinging and frantic motions, his movement equivalent to scaring a nest of adders from the yard. Just as the Knight's saber swung in front of Gabriel, he arched his chest forward and jumped slightly, curving his stomach back. The beam passed within inches of him, technically below him, swinging from the Sith Lord's left to right. Just as the jedi knight's saber passed him, his right hand leaped from the dodging tactic to attempt to smack the Jedi against his right shoulder with the crimson beam, right at the cusp of it where shoulder extends down into tricep. He focused, in that moment, the force into a presence around him, an angry manifestation of his own pent up and bottled hatred, lighting flung from the glass with the removal of the cork. He wouldn't release anything, not just yet, but he would prepare himself to dodge the change in inertia that he anticipated from the Knight.
The attack was more of an expression, an attempt to wake the Jedi Knight from his 'slumber' and slap some sense into him. Focus, the saber the sung, focus on the task at hand. No one cares for those insects, and especially not enough for this Sith Lord to imbue them with such gifts of torment and pain.
Veino Garn
Saaraai-Kaar
[member="Lady Exedō"] Boss Battle
Veino hadn't heard the message from outside the little bubble. He had misplaced his communicator in the melee. Fortunately, he had purchased the extended warranty from Best Purchase and they would replace it if necessary. Surely lost in a fight with a Sith cannibal was covered under warranty, right? Honestly, with the state of affairs in the galaxy right now, it should be a common aspect of all purchases of electronics.
But now was not the time for an advertisement or wondering if his warranty had expired yesterday or would expire the day after tomorrow. He was being crushed beneath his opponent, whose body now shimmered blue as it seemed to absorb the lightsaber energy. Tutaminis then. Wonderful. Her Lightsaber was deactivated, which was also good.
But he awas cold now, down to his very core, as if he was stuck on Hoth in his underwear. Shivers racked his body and his teeth chattered. Dark fuzzy spots grew on the edge of his vision. Not good fuzzy either, that makes one want to fluff and hug them, Fuzzy as in a bad signal hat needs antennae readjusted. Think! She feasted on energy by the looks of it. It made her stronger. What happened when an electrical device was acting strangely? You unplugged it.
It was a gamble to try that with himself, but he didn't know what other options there were as her hands reached down for his face. He completely de connected from the Force, hoping it would give him a moment's opening, deactivated his saber, and then gave her what he wanted. Almost.
He shot himself upwards from his crouched position, putting all the speed and strength he could mister rough his legs down to his heels, propelling his body upwards. He tilted his head, aiming to catch his opponent in the nose with the thick part of his skull.
Veino hadn't heard the message from outside the little bubble. He had misplaced his communicator in the melee. Fortunately, he had purchased the extended warranty from Best Purchase and they would replace it if necessary. Surely lost in a fight with a Sith cannibal was covered under warranty, right? Honestly, with the state of affairs in the galaxy right now, it should be a common aspect of all purchases of electronics.
But now was not the time for an advertisement or wondering if his warranty had expired yesterday or would expire the day after tomorrow. He was being crushed beneath his opponent, whose body now shimmered blue as it seemed to absorb the lightsaber energy. Tutaminis then. Wonderful. Her Lightsaber was deactivated, which was also good.
But he awas cold now, down to his very core, as if he was stuck on Hoth in his underwear. Shivers racked his body and his teeth chattered. Dark fuzzy spots grew on the edge of his vision. Not good fuzzy either, that makes one want to fluff and hug them, Fuzzy as in a bad signal hat needs antennae readjusted. Think! She feasted on energy by the looks of it. It made her stronger. What happened when an electrical device was acting strangely? You unplugged it.
It was a gamble to try that with himself, but he didn't know what other options there were as her hands reached down for his face. He completely de connected from the Force, hoping it would give him a moment's opening, deactivated his saber, and then gave her what he wanted. Almost.
He shot himself upwards from his crouched position, putting all the speed and strength he could mister rough his legs down to his heels, propelling his body upwards. He tilted his head, aiming to catch his opponent in the nose with the thick part of his skull.
Nyos Val
The Redeemer
Location: Streets
Allies: Republic
Enemies: [member="Darth Praelior"]'s Dead Horde
Titan and the troopers fell back to a destroyed building, setting up a killing field to deal with the Horde of the Risen Dead. Firing sparingly, troopers tried to conserve ammo. Titan realized they'd run out too soon, so he jumped into the fray, aiming for Risen Troopers to obtain their ammo after he re-killed them. Some troopers moved out to collect the ammo from Titans kills, grabbing what they could before returning back to the line to replenish the others.
As the Risen Glycon neared, Titan was barreling through the line of dead, slicing through the bodies of the Risen that came too close. Using the jet pack he had, he propelled himself up and back down onto the head of the once killed beast. He began to hack viciously into the skull of the creature while it arduously tried to grasp him. Once the dead brain of the beast was exposed, he dug his Beskad into the brain and pushed hard to the side, ripping the brain from the cranium, severing the unknown source of the Risen Glycons resurrection. As it fell, Titan hovered with his pack, watching it squish dozens beneath it.
Cheers came from the Republic survivors as the Horde was being thinned in their area...
Allies: Republic
Enemies: [member="Darth Praelior"]'s Dead Horde
Titan and the troopers fell back to a destroyed building, setting up a killing field to deal with the Horde of the Risen Dead. Firing sparingly, troopers tried to conserve ammo. Titan realized they'd run out too soon, so he jumped into the fray, aiming for Risen Troopers to obtain their ammo after he re-killed them. Some troopers moved out to collect the ammo from Titans kills, grabbing what they could before returning back to the line to replenish the others.
As the Risen Glycon neared, Titan was barreling through the line of dead, slicing through the bodies of the Risen that came too close. Using the jet pack he had, he propelled himself up and back down onto the head of the once killed beast. He began to hack viciously into the skull of the creature while it arduously tried to grasp him. Once the dead brain of the beast was exposed, he dug his Beskad into the brain and pushed hard to the side, ripping the brain from the cranium, severing the unknown source of the Risen Glycons resurrection. As it fell, Titan hovered with his pack, watching it squish dozens beneath it.
Cheers came from the Republic survivors as the Horde was being thinned in their area...
Balaya Praelior Zambrano
Balaya Zambrano, Emperor's Bust
Location: Hammerhead
Enemies: [member="Kana Truden"]
Allies: One Sith
Balaya was aghast slightly... she had not been expecting that... the method of attack at least. She was expecting the shouting and rawness of how she would feel while her hand came up, the talons made from turadium hardened with alchemy. What could already resist sabers was harder to get and slice through as the magic sharpened blades gleamed protecting her face. She also had the vong biots allowing her body to protrude blades that could resist if needed so she was safe while the saber moved to protect her lower body. She could do that but Kana was still up in the air as Balaya moved her body with the force and rage speeding up.
SHe struck using the saber protection of her armor with the raw power from her size to off set Kana standing in the air and never having shown a use of telekinetic flight like other jedi had. She smacked at her to just try and smack her into the wall of the hanger and either piss her off or she would injure her again. The girls words were what was more important though as she listened to them and started thnking about what else was happening on the streets and at the port. "Do you feel it little jedi? That knot in your stomach when you release all those pent up emotions. Come on now keep at it, give into your anger and come at me."
She kept her eyes on Kana while moving, Corvus liked to play defense and smug, Kana liked to play it seemed the sacrifice play and would do something drastic at the cost of a piece of her soul... It showed very different parts of the two jedi while Balaya spoke into her mind down the line through the familiars. 'Glitter finish destroying the palace and then move towards the streets and the soldiers there' She could see it through Elara the republic soldiers weren't winning but they were fighting smart now which meant the best way to handle them was to put a giant boot on [member="Titan"] who amused her.... He would provide valuable information.
Her full attention return tot he girl laying there while Elara continued to direct the living graug and their forces in the streets from another building sending them out and into the hordes to lob grenades and explosives but also overwhelm some of the defenses. They could draw more fire and take cover to eat away at the valuable ammo or throw damaged power cells letting them become mini grenades. She was speaking now while looking at Kana. "As for you jedi I do not have to turn you, I only have to keep you. Keep you fighting, keep you pushing that venom through your veins and throughout your body."
Now it was her turn to act somewhat smug but it was earned she didn't have to win, she could have just stood there and summoned tendrils to protect her, she could have had a smoke demon playing with them but she had played the odds and two jedi moving in chaotic fashion it only needed time. So her game of stalling while one fought hard and the other allowed herself to fall into a defensive stance near permanently. "There might be two of you but there could be one hundred and you still would have lost this time. You have no tactics, no drive to win or imagination, all you wanted to do was confront the big bad sith and what?"
"What did you plan to do? Convince me to go with you as a prisoner? I am a voice of the dark lord I became this through cunning and skill. Did you plan to outfight me and meet my power and aggression with your own? Then you were already upon the path to becoming agents of the dark lord. Did you think you could stop what is to come? I am merely one of many, a cog in the engines of the one sith. Strike me down and another will take my place. Or perhaps you truly believed you could get some form of justice and revenge.... but forgot that to do that you would have to face me and in that regard girl you have fallen."
Her free taloned hand was able to go for her belt while the saber was at the ready to fight. SHe could quickly grab the hand cannon and beat home the danger of being reckless while she spoke more. "Come little jedi so me how much you will not turn by kill me, show me how calm and strong you are by fighting me with your aggression and recklessness. Then I will show you again why you fail."
Enemies: [member="Kana Truden"]
Allies: One Sith
Balaya was aghast slightly... she had not been expecting that... the method of attack at least. She was expecting the shouting and rawness of how she would feel while her hand came up, the talons made from turadium hardened with alchemy. What could already resist sabers was harder to get and slice through as the magic sharpened blades gleamed protecting her face. She also had the vong biots allowing her body to protrude blades that could resist if needed so she was safe while the saber moved to protect her lower body. She could do that but Kana was still up in the air as Balaya moved her body with the force and rage speeding up.
SHe struck using the saber protection of her armor with the raw power from her size to off set Kana standing in the air and never having shown a use of telekinetic flight like other jedi had. She smacked at her to just try and smack her into the wall of the hanger and either piss her off or she would injure her again. The girls words were what was more important though as she listened to them and started thnking about what else was happening on the streets and at the port. "Do you feel it little jedi? That knot in your stomach when you release all those pent up emotions. Come on now keep at it, give into your anger and come at me."
She kept her eyes on Kana while moving, Corvus liked to play defense and smug, Kana liked to play it seemed the sacrifice play and would do something drastic at the cost of a piece of her soul... It showed very different parts of the two jedi while Balaya spoke into her mind down the line through the familiars. 'Glitter finish destroying the palace and then move towards the streets and the soldiers there' She could see it through Elara the republic soldiers weren't winning but they were fighting smart now which meant the best way to handle them was to put a giant boot on [member="Titan"] who amused her.... He would provide valuable information.
Her full attention return tot he girl laying there while Elara continued to direct the living graug and their forces in the streets from another building sending them out and into the hordes to lob grenades and explosives but also overwhelm some of the defenses. They could draw more fire and take cover to eat away at the valuable ammo or throw damaged power cells letting them become mini grenades. She was speaking now while looking at Kana. "As for you jedi I do not have to turn you, I only have to keep you. Keep you fighting, keep you pushing that venom through your veins and throughout your body."
Now it was her turn to act somewhat smug but it was earned she didn't have to win, she could have just stood there and summoned tendrils to protect her, she could have had a smoke demon playing with them but she had played the odds and two jedi moving in chaotic fashion it only needed time. So her game of stalling while one fought hard and the other allowed herself to fall into a defensive stance near permanently. "There might be two of you but there could be one hundred and you still would have lost this time. You have no tactics, no drive to win or imagination, all you wanted to do was confront the big bad sith and what?"
"What did you plan to do? Convince me to go with you as a prisoner? I am a voice of the dark lord I became this through cunning and skill. Did you plan to outfight me and meet my power and aggression with your own? Then you were already upon the path to becoming agents of the dark lord. Did you think you could stop what is to come? I am merely one of many, a cog in the engines of the one sith. Strike me down and another will take my place. Or perhaps you truly believed you could get some form of justice and revenge.... but forgot that to do that you would have to face me and in that regard girl you have fallen."
Her free taloned hand was able to go for her belt while the saber was at the ready to fight. SHe could quickly grab the hand cannon and beat home the danger of being reckless while she spoke more. "Come little jedi so me how much you will not turn by kill me, show me how calm and strong you are by fighting me with your aggression and recklessness. Then I will show you again why you fail."
Kian Karr
Kel Dorable
Objective: Evacuate the royal family
Location: Outside the Palace
Enemies: @One Sith, [member="Darth Praelior"]
Allies: [member="Corvus Raaf"] - [member="Kana Truden"] - [member="Gir Quee"] - [member="Camellia Swift"]
"Copy that, I'll keep them safe until you arrive." Kian said into his comm and he spun to avoid a blaster bolt. He didn't know if it was coming from the guards he was fighting with or those attacking. The back of the palace had become a bit chaotic as the forces fought viciously, one side to protect the royal family, the other to kill them.
The chief of security and the royal families personal guards had the royal family nestled safely in the alcove of the palace while Kian and the guards created a human wall, defending them from attack. Kian was getting tired. His fight with the Sith at the palace, and the exertion of telepathically fighting the starweirds had taken its toll on Kian.
Then the ships arrived. Kian felt a wave of relief come over him as the transport ships dropped down in between him and the horde of sithspawn closing in on them. "Get in!" yelled one of the soldiers who leapt out and began waiving his arm, directing the royal family forward. Kian turned and nodded to the chief of security and he rushed forward, the royal family in tow. Once the transport was loaded it rose into the air, pouring blaster fire into the crowd of sithspawn as it went.
"Sir, in this one." Another officer yelled and Kian nodded in his direction. He waited, cutting down sithspawn as they came at him, until the last of the guardsmen had made it onto the transport, before he himself leapt into the ship. As it took off Kian took a keep breath and deactivated his lightsaber. He slumped against the seat in exhaustion......but his respite wouldn't last.
As he closed his eyes in exhaustion, he felt it in the force. It was a familiar feeling, but it was different. It was chaotic and dark.......and it was coming from [member="Kana Truden"]. Kian's eyes popped open and he made his way forward sticking his head into the cockpit between where the pilot and co-pilot sat.
"Take us that way!" Kian said, worry in his voice. Then he stretched it into the force, allowing his mind to follow that tendril of chaos and anger, his mind honing in on his friends' minds.
Kana....Corvus.....I'm coming. Kian said to them through the connection and he hoped he would make it there on time.
Location: Outside the Palace
Enemies: @One Sith, [member="Darth Praelior"]
Allies: [member="Corvus Raaf"] - [member="Kana Truden"] - [member="Gir Quee"] - [member="Camellia Swift"]
"Copy that, I'll keep them safe until you arrive." Kian said into his comm and he spun to avoid a blaster bolt. He didn't know if it was coming from the guards he was fighting with or those attacking. The back of the palace had become a bit chaotic as the forces fought viciously, one side to protect the royal family, the other to kill them.
The chief of security and the royal families personal guards had the royal family nestled safely in the alcove of the palace while Kian and the guards created a human wall, defending them from attack. Kian was getting tired. His fight with the Sith at the palace, and the exertion of telepathically fighting the starweirds had taken its toll on Kian.
Then the ships arrived. Kian felt a wave of relief come over him as the transport ships dropped down in between him and the horde of sithspawn closing in on them. "Get in!" yelled one of the soldiers who leapt out and began waiving his arm, directing the royal family forward. Kian turned and nodded to the chief of security and he rushed forward, the royal family in tow. Once the transport was loaded it rose into the air, pouring blaster fire into the crowd of sithspawn as it went.
"Sir, in this one." Another officer yelled and Kian nodded in his direction. He waited, cutting down sithspawn as they came at him, until the last of the guardsmen had made it onto the transport, before he himself leapt into the ship. As it took off Kian took a keep breath and deactivated his lightsaber. He slumped against the seat in exhaustion......but his respite wouldn't last.
As he closed his eyes in exhaustion, he felt it in the force. It was a familiar feeling, but it was different. It was chaotic and dark.......and it was coming from [member="Kana Truden"]. Kian's eyes popped open and he made his way forward sticking his head into the cockpit between where the pilot and co-pilot sat.
"Take us that way!" Kian said, worry in his voice. Then he stretched it into the force, allowing his mind to follow that tendril of chaos and anger, his mind honing in on his friends' minds.
Kana....Corvus.....I'm coming. Kian said to them through the connection and he hoped he would make it there on time.
Shinju
Eater of the Dead
Location: Communications Hub
Enemies: [member="Veino Garn"]
Allies: One Sith
The feeling coming from him was there, the sensations and the food but then he stopped cutting himself off from the force quickly as SHinju barely had time to frown before his head was smacking into her face and mouth. She felt the bone there and brought her arms quickly with his head going closer it gave her a better chance to wrap her arms around his head and try to squeeze, to bury his face into her skin as she snarled and let blood trickle in lines from her nose. Shinju moved to try and bite his scalp to tear at the flesh and put blood in his eyes while her hands were moving to squeeze his head like a vice and pull at his body heat more and more. People didn't want to move when they were cold it was easier to be lazy and just lay there... she wanted him to sleep and feed her more and more now
Enemies: [member="Veino Garn"]
Allies: One Sith
The feeling coming from him was there, the sensations and the food but then he stopped cutting himself off from the force quickly as SHinju barely had time to frown before his head was smacking into her face and mouth. She felt the bone there and brought her arms quickly with his head going closer it gave her a better chance to wrap her arms around his head and try to squeeze, to bury his face into her skin as she snarled and let blood trickle in lines from her nose. Shinju moved to try and bite his scalp to tear at the flesh and put blood in his eyes while her hands were moving to squeeze his head like a vice and pull at his body heat more and more. People didn't want to move when they were cold it was easier to be lazy and just lay there... she wanted him to sleep and feed her more and more now
Kana Truden
Wandering Healer
A thud and Kana felt herself flying through the air. With the air in her lungs already having been pushed out of her she began gasping as the second thud ripped what little air there was left away from her. Gasp for gasp she could feel her conscience wanting to quit on her but the small part in her that was ready for round two got the better of her. With shaky arms and legs she got up from the ground.
If there had ever been a moment when Kana had looked beyond graceful, this would be it. She tried to move but it just wouldn’t happen. Her body was shaking as she stared up at the ‘voice of the dark lord’ again. Kana’s breathing wasn’t getting better and her head hurt like crazy. She hadn’t been ready for this fight by a longshot and she was paying the price. Not that it was the thoughts that ran through her mind. No, those were considerably more panicked.
Then came Kian’s message and her body slumped down. A cough or two for good measure as she caught her fall with her elbows. She was wide open for an attack and she knew it. The ground rapidly approached her eyes and before long she had collapsed fully. She tried to move her arm but all she managed to do was roll around on her back. Unknowing to her she had managed to hit her head with the landing. She had a concussion. She would be needing medical attention at the end of this, no doubt.
She tried crawl up to the wall to sit up and look at the other two. Kana would have helped if she could but to admit she was beaten by just a suckerpunch to the gut made her feel as bad as a lowly little padawan. She was simply… Catching her breath.
[ [member="Corvus Raaf"] | [member="Kian Karr"] ]
[ [member="Darth Praelior"] ]
If there had ever been a moment when Kana had looked beyond graceful, this would be it. She tried to move but it just wouldn’t happen. Her body was shaking as she stared up at the ‘voice of the dark lord’ again. Kana’s breathing wasn’t getting better and her head hurt like crazy. She hadn’t been ready for this fight by a longshot and she was paying the price. Not that it was the thoughts that ran through her mind. No, those were considerably more panicked.
Then came Kian’s message and her body slumped down. A cough or two for good measure as she caught her fall with her elbows. She was wide open for an attack and she knew it. The ground rapidly approached her eyes and before long she had collapsed fully. She tried to move her arm but all she managed to do was roll around on her back. Unknowing to her she had managed to hit her head with the landing. She had a concussion. She would be needing medical attention at the end of this, no doubt.
She tried crawl up to the wall to sit up and look at the other two. Kana would have helped if she could but to admit she was beaten by just a suckerpunch to the gut made her feel as bad as a lowly little padawan. She was simply… Catching her breath.
[ [member="Corvus Raaf"] | [member="Kian Karr"] ]
[ [member="Darth Praelior"] ]
Ben Watts
I Am No One
Ben closed his eyes and kept himself in tune with the force. Though his eyes were shut, he was still aware of the battle at hand, taking in everything around him. Creating a doppelganger was not an easy technique, especially when his mind was melded with another, but his focus was amplified by the fact that he was in battle. Focus, focus, focus, he could do it. But then something caught his attention, another person in the battle, another STRONG person and he realized he was not going to be able to complete the task at hand. No matter, he would have to win this the old fashioned way.
Then, his spider senses tingled, and through his deep connection with the force he felt he was in danger. Snapping his eyes open, he twisted his body, and he blocked a shot that came directly at him from another direction. That was close, his lightsaber had saved him just in the nick of time. Head snapping upward he looked directly at the Sith who was attacking his fellow Jedi, [member="Flint Dexen"]. This made things.... complicated.
Sprinting forward with the aid of the force, Ben was intended to engage the Sith directly, to distract him so that Flint could get the upper hand. In his golden years he would have been all that the Sith could focus on and Flint would have been able to attack without worry, but, Ben had to be careful. He was not as used to battle as he once was and one little slip up could mean his life and the sanity of the young Jedi Knight. He hoped he had made it clear that if either of them died or was badly wounded during this fight, the other would experience the same pain... the same suffering... the same death.
Ben brought himself forward, spinning to gain momentum for his strike, and he brought his lightsaber around at an angle and slashed at the Sith. He aimed it so that, hopefully, his only defense was to greet him with his own lightsaber. He seemed capable, he knew this was not a kill shot, but this was not about getting a kill... it was about getting position and gaining the advantage in the fight. Plus it was a good way to see how fast the Sith's reaction time was.
[member="Reverance"]
[member="Flint Dexen"]
Then, his spider senses tingled, and through his deep connection with the force he felt he was in danger. Snapping his eyes open, he twisted his body, and he blocked a shot that came directly at him from another direction. That was close, his lightsaber had saved him just in the nick of time. Head snapping upward he looked directly at the Sith who was attacking his fellow Jedi, [member="Flint Dexen"]. This made things.... complicated.
Sprinting forward with the aid of the force, Ben was intended to engage the Sith directly, to distract him so that Flint could get the upper hand. In his golden years he would have been all that the Sith could focus on and Flint would have been able to attack without worry, but, Ben had to be careful. He was not as used to battle as he once was and one little slip up could mean his life and the sanity of the young Jedi Knight. He hoped he had made it clear that if either of them died or was badly wounded during this fight, the other would experience the same pain... the same suffering... the same death.
Ben brought himself forward, spinning to gain momentum for his strike, and he brought his lightsaber around at an angle and slashed at the Sith. He aimed it so that, hopefully, his only defense was to greet him with his own lightsaber. He seemed capable, he knew this was not a kill shot, but this was not about getting a kill... it was about getting position and gaining the advantage in the fight. Plus it was a good way to see how fast the Sith's reaction time was.
[member="Reverance"]
[member="Flint Dexen"]
Directorate Officer
Location: Palace
Allies: [member="J.Reaper"], [member="Carn Dista"]
Enemies: [member="Darth Praelior"]
Objective: Beat down the Sith
Sergeant Besk Sez knelt down next to Todd, who laid unceremoniously in heap on the floor; but judging by the constant flow of blood trickling out of two holes punched in the black undersuit that covered his neck, he almost knew for certain that his partner was now dead. Two other Republic troopers had fallen in the fight, but they had managed to take down an equal number of Starweirds, and then send another wounded one scurrying away from the palace grounds. But in it's escape, it had collided with and killed his partner. Still, in the grand scheme of things, he knew the action to be successful. They would have to press on with their counterattack into the palace itself and hopefully face and kill whatever was battering down the barriers erected in the palace.
The bothan turned to the clone trooper that had just joined the group of warriors, "We need to exploit this surprise to the fullest before they catch on to this counterattack. The sithspawn might not use comlinks, but they have their own ways of communication. You take point, and we'll back you up, all the way."
Allies: [member="J.Reaper"], [member="Carn Dista"]
Enemies: [member="Darth Praelior"]
Objective: Beat down the Sith
Sergeant Besk Sez knelt down next to Todd, who laid unceremoniously in heap on the floor; but judging by the constant flow of blood trickling out of two holes punched in the black undersuit that covered his neck, he almost knew for certain that his partner was now dead. Two other Republic troopers had fallen in the fight, but they had managed to take down an equal number of Starweirds, and then send another wounded one scurrying away from the palace grounds. But in it's escape, it had collided with and killed his partner. Still, in the grand scheme of things, he knew the action to be successful. They would have to press on with their counterattack into the palace itself and hopefully face and kill whatever was battering down the barriers erected in the palace.
The bothan turned to the clone trooper that had just joined the group of warriors, "We need to exploit this surprise to the fullest before they catch on to this counterattack. The sithspawn might not use comlinks, but they have their own ways of communication. You take point, and we'll back you up, all the way."
J.Reaper
leave no one behind
"roger that sir" reaper held his weapon high and took point and started moving in the palace, he activated his holo map and did a radar scan of the palace and saw two dots in the area, one blue and one red "sir i got something on the radar showing an enemy is fighting a friendly close to our position, should we support" he asked while moving and looking at his holo map.
Gir Quee
Gir Quee
Nyos Val
The Redeemer
Location: Streets
Objective: Destroy the Risen Dead
Allies: Republic [member="Camellia Swift"]
Enemies: [member="Darth Praelior"]'s Risen Dead
Titan regrouped with the troopers on the line. He'd been able to replenish the ammo for his Reaver repeater and began to set up an arch of fire support on the advancing Horde. A trooper with a radio called to Titan about requesting air support. He handed the Goliath the comm.
"Orbital Command, requesting air support and reinforcements at current location. We need the big guns and evac for wounded. Repeat. Request immediate air support and reinforcements at current location. Over"
Titan returned to his task as he awaited a response from the fleet above.
Objective: Destroy the Risen Dead
Allies: Republic [member="Camellia Swift"]
Enemies: [member="Darth Praelior"]'s Risen Dead
Titan regrouped with the troopers on the line. He'd been able to replenish the ammo for his Reaver repeater and began to set up an arch of fire support on the advancing Horde. A trooper with a radio called to Titan about requesting air support. He handed the Goliath the comm.
"Orbital Command, requesting air support and reinforcements at current location. We need the big guns and evac for wounded. Repeat. Request immediate air support and reinforcements at current location. Over"
Titan returned to his task as he awaited a response from the fleet above.
Flint Dexen
Wandering Lost Soul
Location: Zeltros Streets
Allies: [member="Ben Watts"]
Enemies: [member="Reverance"] [member="Darth Odium"]
Objective: Defeat the Sith
Flint watched in frustration as his blade missed its target by mere inches. Taking another step forward, he attempted to come back around with another strike before he realized that the Sith Lord was bringing down his crimson lightsaber towards his shoulder. Without further hesitation, the Jedi Knight hastily turned his blade's angle around to defend against the incoming well-placed attack.
His cyan blade clashed against the Sith's crimson blade right above Flint's shoulder, and Flint had to grip onto his lightsaber with both of his hands to ensure that the Sith Lord would not exert further pressure on the blade, which could lead to the lightsabering cutting into Flint's shoulder. Then, Flint saw Watts sprinting into combat, and was relieved to see the Jedi Master come in for a lightsaber strike against the Sith that Flint was fighting.
Mere seconds following Watts' attack, Flint followed up with another quick slash at the Sith. This time an upward one, aimed at hitting the Sith on the chest. Flint purposefully aimed in so that his attack would not collide with that of the Jedi Master's, and so that the Sith would have to defend against the two attacks coming in from different directions, there being only a few seconds in between the two attacks.
Allies: [member="Ben Watts"]
Enemies: [member="Reverance"] [member="Darth Odium"]
Objective: Defeat the Sith
Flint watched in frustration as his blade missed its target by mere inches. Taking another step forward, he attempted to come back around with another strike before he realized that the Sith Lord was bringing down his crimson lightsaber towards his shoulder. Without further hesitation, the Jedi Knight hastily turned his blade's angle around to defend against the incoming well-placed attack.
His cyan blade clashed against the Sith's crimson blade right above Flint's shoulder, and Flint had to grip onto his lightsaber with both of his hands to ensure that the Sith Lord would not exert further pressure on the blade, which could lead to the lightsabering cutting into Flint's shoulder. Then, Flint saw Watts sprinting into combat, and was relieved to see the Jedi Master come in for a lightsaber strike against the Sith that Flint was fighting.
Mere seconds following Watts' attack, Flint followed up with another quick slash at the Sith. This time an upward one, aimed at hitting the Sith on the chest. Flint purposefully aimed in so that his attack would not collide with that of the Jedi Master's, and so that the Sith would have to defend against the two attacks coming in from different directions, there being only a few seconds in between the two attacks.
nihil
Location: Streets
Allies: One Sith
Enemies: [member="Ben Watts"], [member="Flint Dexen"]
Objective: Fighting and stuff
Ravenous and unyielding, Gabriels force aura poured out of him in waves of pent-up rage and hatred. Not necessarily hatred for these two in particular, their identities insignificant to him in this moment. No, what was more important was the thing they stood for. The reluctance to break the chains, the hesitation to move from servitude to freedom, the willingness to be forever bound by false worship and dogma of things that weakened the soul and halted change. In this moment, they became his focus, a practicality of his nature that allowed him to fight any foe, no matter where they landed on the spectrum of good and evil, light and dark. They were against him, they were the enemy, their lightsabers and unity their swift and furious indicators of stout resilience. He would break them, he decided.
A left hand reach up to intercept the Jedi Master, encumbered with a telekinetically moved silver hilt that shot red from the core in an instant. His sanguine left handed lightsaber met with that of [member="Ben Watts"], being held perpendicular to the assailing swing. With a rotate of his right wrist and a twist of the body, he deflected [member="Flint Dexen"] s attack to the Sith Lords right, fluidly kicking hard, with his left foot, towards the chest of the Jedi Master he now held in pause, who had chosen to strike where he had assumed no defense existed. Gabriel could feel the weakness of the Jedi Master's strike, the slow moving and the shift in focus despite the spin for additional momentum, a man of prime talent left on the shelf to collect dust. The sort of dust that even this rain couldn't clean away.
Within, he split his mind into two, Gabriel and Reverance, to yield battle prowess against the foes that now swung against him. Calculating and cold, weaknesses would be found and advantage would be claimed. Weight pushed to the core, no sacrifice in footing, he prepared himself for the chance that Flint would not be so easily be dismayed. Just as he kicked at Ben Watts, his right wrist rotated back on itself as he extended the elbow out, aiming to strike the Jedi Knight against the elbow with a strike that was perpendicular to his own body .
Allies: One Sith
Enemies: [member="Ben Watts"], [member="Flint Dexen"]
Objective: Fighting and stuff
Ravenous and unyielding, Gabriels force aura poured out of him in waves of pent-up rage and hatred. Not necessarily hatred for these two in particular, their identities insignificant to him in this moment. No, what was more important was the thing they stood for. The reluctance to break the chains, the hesitation to move from servitude to freedom, the willingness to be forever bound by false worship and dogma of things that weakened the soul and halted change. In this moment, they became his focus, a practicality of his nature that allowed him to fight any foe, no matter where they landed on the spectrum of good and evil, light and dark. They were against him, they were the enemy, their lightsabers and unity their swift and furious indicators of stout resilience. He would break them, he decided.
A left hand reach up to intercept the Jedi Master, encumbered with a telekinetically moved silver hilt that shot red from the core in an instant. His sanguine left handed lightsaber met with that of [member="Ben Watts"], being held perpendicular to the assailing swing. With a rotate of his right wrist and a twist of the body, he deflected [member="Flint Dexen"] s attack to the Sith Lords right, fluidly kicking hard, with his left foot, towards the chest of the Jedi Master he now held in pause, who had chosen to strike where he had assumed no defense existed. Gabriel could feel the weakness of the Jedi Master's strike, the slow moving and the shift in focus despite the spin for additional momentum, a man of prime talent left on the shelf to collect dust. The sort of dust that even this rain couldn't clean away.
Within, he split his mind into two, Gabriel and Reverance, to yield battle prowess against the foes that now swung against him. Calculating and cold, weaknesses would be found and advantage would be claimed. Weight pushed to the core, no sacrifice in footing, he prepared himself for the chance that Flint would not be so easily be dismayed. Just as he kicked at Ben Watts, his right wrist rotated back on itself as he extended the elbow out, aiming to strike the Jedi Knight against the elbow with a strike that was perpendicular to his own body .
Directorate Officer
Location: The Palace
Objective: Beat back the Sith assault on the Palace
Allies: [member="J.Reaper"]
Enemies: [member="Darth Praelior"]'s Sithspawn
Bez's fur rippled underneath his armor, "It would be the right thing to do, trooper."
Another soldier tapped on his armored pauldron, causing the alien sergeant to turn around to face the dead, now neatly arranged in a row on the stone floor. Some sort of almost clear fluid drenched both trooper and starweird alike. Bez sighed as he eyed one body in particular, the man he had shared a drop pod with only twenty minutes ago. Life can get taken far too quickly. The other soldiers cleared out of the way while Bez knelt down besides Todd's body and flicked a switch on his lighter; a current of flames rushed across the corpses; beginning the immolation of teh makeshift funeral pyre.
"Resquiat in pace, Todd," said Bez quietly, "may you or our other comrades never be forced to fight us."
The bothan turned to Reaper, "Let's get going. Who knows what awaits us deeper in the palace, whether Graug, whatever these things are, or whatever they've cooked up with their foul magics."
Objective: Beat back the Sith assault on the Palace
Allies: [member="J.Reaper"]
Enemies: [member="Darth Praelior"]'s Sithspawn
Bez's fur rippled underneath his armor, "It would be the right thing to do, trooper."
Another soldier tapped on his armored pauldron, causing the alien sergeant to turn around to face the dead, now neatly arranged in a row on the stone floor. Some sort of almost clear fluid drenched both trooper and starweird alike. Bez sighed as he eyed one body in particular, the man he had shared a drop pod with only twenty minutes ago. Life can get taken far too quickly. The other soldiers cleared out of the way while Bez knelt down besides Todd's body and flicked a switch on his lighter; a current of flames rushed across the corpses; beginning the immolation of teh makeshift funeral pyre.
"Resquiat in pace, Todd," said Bez quietly, "may you or our other comrades never be forced to fight us."
The bothan turned to Reaper, "Let's get going. Who knows what awaits us deeper in the palace, whether Graug, whatever these things are, or whatever they've cooked up with their foul magics."
J.Reaper
leave no one behind
"roger sir, lets hurry" he started moving quickly thro the corridor leading to the friendly, he turned left and they came to balcony and got eyes on two people fighting, one looked like a jedi and the second looked like a sith. he whispered to Gir Quee "sir i got eyes on our friendly and hostile, looks like the jedi is in trouble" he aimed at the sith and waited for new orders.
Gir Quee
Gir Quee
Kian Karr
Kel Dorable
Location: Spaceport, enroute to Hammerhead
Allies: [member="Kana Truden"], [member="Corvus Raaf"]
Enemies: [member="Darth Praelior"]
The ship bobbed and weaved its way toward the spaceport, taking some minor fire from the forces on the ground below, but Kian paid it little mind. His thoughts were focused elsewhere as he stretched out with the force, looking for any sign that his friends were okay. He could still feel them.....but Kana felt wrong.....felt different.
"Sir, were there!" The pilot yelled out over the noise, but Kian was already aware of it.
"Put us down, then circle the area, we may need extraction!" Kian said urgently and leapt from the ship before it was even on the ground. The guards that had come with him followed closely behind him and began firing at the Sithspawn that swarmed the area. Kian's yellow blade sprang to life and he began to fight his way toward the spaceport. It took time to reach the port and by the time Kian was there he was covered in a light layer of sweat. Kian's fight at the palace had worn him out, but he had been given time to recover on the flight over, but he still wasn't a hundred percent.
Swinging his blade in an arch, Kian lobbed the head off of two sithspawn and darted into the building.
"Hold the entrance!" Kian yelled to the soldiers as he ran in. He could feel the tendrils of force aura pulling him toward his friends and he followed it to them, moving with a sense of urgency, but still keeping an eye on the surrounding area. Kian wasn't the type to run blindly into a fight without evaluating the situation.....but this was Corvus and Kana and he wasn't going to take a chance that he wouldn't arrive in time.
Allies: [member="Kana Truden"], [member="Corvus Raaf"]
Enemies: [member="Darth Praelior"]
The ship bobbed and weaved its way toward the spaceport, taking some minor fire from the forces on the ground below, but Kian paid it little mind. His thoughts were focused elsewhere as he stretched out with the force, looking for any sign that his friends were okay. He could still feel them.....but Kana felt wrong.....felt different.
"Sir, were there!" The pilot yelled out over the noise, but Kian was already aware of it.
"Put us down, then circle the area, we may need extraction!" Kian said urgently and leapt from the ship before it was even on the ground. The guards that had come with him followed closely behind him and began firing at the Sithspawn that swarmed the area. Kian's yellow blade sprang to life and he began to fight his way toward the spaceport. It took time to reach the port and by the time Kian was there he was covered in a light layer of sweat. Kian's fight at the palace had worn him out, but he had been given time to recover on the flight over, but he still wasn't a hundred percent.
Swinging his blade in an arch, Kian lobbed the head off of two sithspawn and darted into the building.
"Hold the entrance!" Kian yelled to the soldiers as he ran in. He could feel the tendrils of force aura pulling him toward his friends and he followed it to them, moving with a sense of urgency, but still keeping an eye on the surrounding area. Kian wasn't the type to run blindly into a fight without evaluating the situation.....but this was Corvus and Kana and he wasn't going to take a chance that he wouldn't arrive in time.
Ben Watts
I Am No One
[member="Reverance"]
[member="Flint Dexen"]
Ben felt their sabers lock and he stared into the Sith's eyes for a few moments. The same eyes he had stared into countless times, eyes full of hate, he had the stare of a man who would kill Ben in a heartbeat and not think twice about it. His grip held firm and only loosened when he felt the full brunt of the man's kick hit him directly in the chest. His body was flung backwards and he hit the ground hard. When he had been sharper he would have done some cool acrobatic trick and landed on his feet. Now, though, he just hit the ground hard and struggled to keep hold of his lightsaber as he slid across the ground.
Grunting, he rolled on his side, and pushed himself back up quickly and went to get back into the fight. He realized that keeping this force meld going was going to consume his energy quickly. He could not keep this up if he was going to win this fight. I have to stop this technique, it is draining power from me too quickly. As quickly as it came, his connection with Flint was gone. He was still weaker than normal, but, at least he could focus all of his energy on the Sith. The plan was still the same, though, keep the man distracted so that Flint could get the upper hand.
Ben focused as he closed the gap and engaged the Sith, the force flowed through his mind, and soon his signature technique would give him the upper hand. Battle Precognition, a technique that could seemingly predict what was going to happen next, especially useful in a fight. Normally he would have already been prepared, but it was not something he could just turn on and off at will, it would take time. He wanted to keep the Sith engaged, so he slashed at him over and over again, very careful so as to not leave an opening. His attacks were not fatal, but they kept coming, forcing him to stay on the defensive.
[member="Flint Dexen"]
Ben felt their sabers lock and he stared into the Sith's eyes for a few moments. The same eyes he had stared into countless times, eyes full of hate, he had the stare of a man who would kill Ben in a heartbeat and not think twice about it. His grip held firm and only loosened when he felt the full brunt of the man's kick hit him directly in the chest. His body was flung backwards and he hit the ground hard. When he had been sharper he would have done some cool acrobatic trick and landed on his feet. Now, though, he just hit the ground hard and struggled to keep hold of his lightsaber as he slid across the ground.
Grunting, he rolled on his side, and pushed himself back up quickly and went to get back into the fight. He realized that keeping this force meld going was going to consume his energy quickly. He could not keep this up if he was going to win this fight. I have to stop this technique, it is draining power from me too quickly. As quickly as it came, his connection with Flint was gone. He was still weaker than normal, but, at least he could focus all of his energy on the Sith. The plan was still the same, though, keep the man distracted so that Flint could get the upper hand.
Ben focused as he closed the gap and engaged the Sith, the force flowed through his mind, and soon his signature technique would give him the upper hand. Battle Precognition, a technique that could seemingly predict what was going to happen next, especially useful in a fight. Normally he would have already been prepared, but it was not something he could just turn on and off at will, it would take time. He wanted to keep the Sith engaged, so he slashed at him over and over again, very careful so as to not leave an opening. His attacks were not fatal, but they kept coming, forcing him to stay on the defensive.
Location: Spaceport
Allies: [member="Kian Karr"] , [member="Kana Truden"] , [member="Corvus Raaf"]
Enemies: Sith ; Sithspawn etc.
Catherine had heard via her Republic contacts that there was a huge battle going on in Zeltros between the Sith and the Republic. She had also heard that two of her Jedi friends, Kana & Corvus were fighting there. Not a fan of the Sith, Cath decided to pitch in. She flew her fighter into the damaged spaceport, landing quickly.
Catherine came across many Republic troopers fighting their hardest against the invading Sithspawn. Helping out with a couple of blaster bolts from her rifle, she spotted a authoritative figure she recognised as Jedi Master Kian Karr. She approached him saying "Looking for Kana & Corvus? Me too. I'm here to help them as well. Let's go together. Two heads are better than One."
Allies: [member="Kian Karr"] , [member="Kana Truden"] , [member="Corvus Raaf"]
Enemies: Sith ; Sithspawn etc.
Catherine had heard via her Republic contacts that there was a huge battle going on in Zeltros between the Sith and the Republic. She had also heard that two of her Jedi friends, Kana & Corvus were fighting there. Not a fan of the Sith, Cath decided to pitch in. She flew her fighter into the damaged spaceport, landing quickly.
Catherine came across many Republic troopers fighting their hardest against the invading Sithspawn. Helping out with a couple of blaster bolts from her rifle, she spotted a authoritative figure she recognised as Jedi Master Kian Karr. She approached him saying "Looking for Kana & Corvus? Me too. I'm here to help them as well. Let's go together. Two heads are better than One."