Junction The Sartinaynian Crisis [Empire of the Lost - The Diarchy - Dark Empire]

[Maldor Mecetti]

OBJECTIVE 2 - The Second Battle of Bastion

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Resources in Play by Moff Mecetti of the Empire of the Lost
1 Obscurer Class Destroyer
'Quest' Obscurer Class Destroyer - Compromised
8 Tercio Class Cruisers
'Phalanx' 100% Hull || 95% Shields
'Relentless' 100% Hull || 93% Shields
'Vowkeeper' 100% Hull || 98% Shields
'Domina' 100% Hull || 100% Shields
'Judgment' 100% Hull || 100% Shields
'Aegis' 100% Hull || 100% Shields
'Ascendant' 100% Hull || 100% Shields
'Argent' 100% Hull || 100% Shields

1 Singularity Class Battle Carrier
'Legion' 100% Hull || 100% Shields

Starfighter Scale Craft
96 Tie Jester Attack Fighters
1 Tie Command Shuttle (From the Quest, Landed)
16 Gat-120 Skipray Blastboats
32 25 House Mecetti Tie Interceptors

The Mecetti fleet continued forward, and as it neared, the deadly reality of combat crept forward like a predatory animal. Explosions of ordinance could be seen. At first, far away. But it came closer with every passing moment. Orange-red glows from powerful detonations began to cast a warm but unwelcome glow upon the occupants of the bridge.

"The Phalanx and Relentless continue to take sporadic spillover fire, and now the Vowkeeper as well. So far, we haven't been the primary focus of enemy fire." The comms officer announced, getting reports from other vessels in the formation.

Maldor nodded, "That will change, or we are not doing or jobs."

The tactical officer announced, "The enemy is changing their massdriver warheads. Based on their impact, I'd say they are armor-piercing explosive."

Maldor looked at the man, "Is that better or worse?"

The Tactical officer allowed himself a bitter smile, "Like so many things in war, better in some ways, worse in others. Struck ships will not need to worry about widespread systems failures if they are penetrated.

On the other hand, actual damage to materiel and personnel will be multiplied. I'd say our forces' general warfighting capability will last longer under such a barrage. However, the actual losses sustained will be more severe...

...and this is interesting. I think the Lilaste are pulling punches with some of their weaponry. They seem to be targeting weapons. That's... interesting."

Maldor didn't find it nearly as interesting as his Tactical officer did. "I suspect they are just pulling the Rancor's claws before trying to cut his ankles." He noticed something on his tactical display. "Let's give Captain Dréze there some more support, if we can. Target incoming fire with the Legion's smaller starfighter-scale concussion missiles. They may not stop the enemy fire, but an explosion might knock the enemy fire off-course, either missing the ship entirely or missing targeted areas."

The comms officer interrupted. "Our Fighters are coming into missile range of the enemy fighters... and the enemy are using an interesting maneuver. Their fighters are able to invert their direction of fire without inverting their direction of travel. Flight leaders report this is enabling the enemy to shoot down incoming missiles and also to return fire against pursuing craft."

Well, if he had learned anything about the Lilaste during his limited exposure to their combat forces, it was that they were innovative warriors.

"Make sure they place double shields forward. It sounds like they're going to be charging right into the teeth of the enemy."

The comms officer relayed the order, and more explosions erupted in the distance. Maldor knew that some of those explosions belonged to his fighter squadrons. Brave men and women who were chasing a dragon, maw first.


TL;DR

Spoiler

- The Mecetti fleet continues to advance, while the Mecetti fighters make initial contact with the enemy fighters. The Mecetti fighters have been ordered to place full shields front to contend with the unexpected enemy fighter capability. The Legion is attempting to use its small concussion missiles to knock enemy fire off-course, hoping to protect Captain Dreze's ship.

Laphisto Augustus Von Strauss Kato Dréze Aemicia Vaiken Damos Vakaro GhostKey Lyssara Thrynn Sieliel Dimegor Tales of the Rule of Two Diarch Reign Diarch Rellik Kato Dréze and others who may be on Objective 2

 

[Diarch Reign]

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Location: Bastion | Objective 1
Tags: Darth Nathrax Kanni Ugaiya Kilran

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The chaos of battle was everywhere. The Diarch had joined the thick of it. Cutting down the Empire’s forces at the head of his elite Myrmidons.

He had been searching for the architect of this betrayal. His mind instantly went to the Empress but he knew that perhaps that was a mistake.

He searched the battleground for the young woman, if she was not his enemy, he would know when he looked in her eyes.

Then he spied her, and his heart sank briefly. The high marshal had her in his sights. Knowing the man’s bloodlust, Reign knew it was only a matter of time before any hope he had of a unified front against the Fifth Wing was dashed.

Cutting down any who got in his way, he attempted to reach the Empress before it was too late.

As the High Marshal brought his blade down, it was met with the Blood-Orange of the Diarch

“Nathrax, stand down! The Empress is not our enemy, she has been played. As well all have. Sate your bloodlust on the agents of these would be Sith Lords. Make them pay for stepping foot on Bastion”

His eyes were locked on the young Empress as he spoke. He could see the shock in her eyes. The disbelief in what was happening around them.

 

[Lord Dvasius]

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As he watched Diarch Rellik 's shocked reaction at his and his Shadows' appearance the Sith assassin tried not to audibly make a sound, but underneath his mask he was smiling and lip twitching, trying not to laugh out loud. All that could be seen behind the mask was his piercing red Sith eyes, remaining emotionless and unmoving, almost looking down on the Diarch. The look of possible perceived disdain was just the look he always had on, towards all people.

"Your acceptance of the call is appreciated. As we push into the enemy ship any intelligence we recover on our end will be given to you. If not, when our torturers get their hands on the enemy, something you do not know will be brought to light. Either way, you will have your prize. I am a man of my word - This you will come to know."

They both acted as if Dvasius was the superior and not the other way around. It wasn't quite so, but Dvasius didn't answer to anyone as a servant or subordinate and was a Sith who liked his ego stroked so he played along. His eyes still were unmoved as he listened to the man's agreement to his terms and stated what he had to gain even if the plan didn't hold. The assassin smirked, unseen, at the bow and getting his intel by any means, even the Diarch torturing someone or someones to get it. He might even help with that or just join for the sadistic thrill. His dark eyes finally seemed satisfied.

"Sounds good to me, Diarch." the Sith extended his hand for a shake, like a classic deal with the devil, "And if it does come to that and your torturers need any help you can let me know and we'll make them into men of their word."

Dvasius wasn't expecting another ally Sith to show up (or at least he looked like a Sith), but then Kallous showed up after him and greeted the "boss". He certainly didn't talk like a Sith with ambition, though suppose Sith can feign loyalty. He was doing it, but more feigning friendliness for the sake of a necessary alliance. Hm. They'd see what this other Sith was like soon enough.

The Sith gave side eyes back and forth, at one of his invisible agents and at nothing beside the two men as he watched the friendly display between master and apprentice. That was very unusual for a Sith's master to do, but he guessed he wasn't a Sith, but was confusing that the apprentice was. How that work would probably be discovered later. He focused his eyes upward as their ride arrived to take them to the ship in orbit. To rescue the other apprentice of Diarch Rellik . Dust and dirt kicked up, the Sith Lord was glad he was wearing a mask, but covered his eyes still to keep it out.

"Everyone who is coming, it is time. No matter who or what we come across. For this mission - it is war. Kill everything that moves and once our High Councilor is saved I will come over the comms and we will exfil. Be quick, be lethal. - Now board."

All he heard was "it is war", "Kill everything that moves" and, "Be quick, be lethal.", then to board. That was a lot of his favorite words. He really liked these people. Dvasius motioned with a gracious hand for Rellik and the other Sith to board first, while his Shadows went ahead of all them, hidden and making sure to avoid anyone bumping into them that couldn't see they were there on accident, then he, himself followed onboard the ship last.

"Let's go make mother-sûdas beg for a mercy they'll never see.", he said to Rellik and the other Sith. They could imagine he was definitely smiling wickedly under his white, blank-faced mask. "... Then kill them anyway. Ha-ha!"


Nyva Shei

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[VR-4 “Four”]

Objective: Serve the Empress
Location: Pelleon Gardens, Bastion
Outfit: White Uniform
Equipment: Lightsaber
Tags: Kaanni Ugaiya Kilran | Darth Nathrax

My quiet confidence and steady protection of the Empress was put to the test as a creepy voice echoed through the now unrecognizable gardens. Where had all the other Imperials gone? What was happening here? Did someone thrust the Empress into a trap? If so she needed to get out. And I could help her do just that.

I grit my teeth and tightened my grip on the hilt of my weapon as I took a step forward to answer the challenge. "You are in presence of royalty. But Empress not taking audience now," I called out not understanding the sarcasm in the statement. "You want talk to Empress. Do later. You mean her harm…you need go through me." I said it slowly and with as much confidence as I could muster, despite the fact that I knew the grammar was not right. My thoughts don't properly translate to action. Especially in dialogue. I hoped most thought I was just learning Basic, but I sound like a child.

Assuming a standard beginners defensive position I waited for the man to make his move. "Empire needs you. Find way home. I take this one…"