The Siege of Dra'vadia [CIS Dominion of Pzob]

[Darth Athora]

A strange facility off in this distance spewed blackened smoke into the air of Pzob. Within the walls, a human scientist enslaved by the Gamorrean warlord to perform experiments on woman and children. Although this wasn't Vael's usual job, saving lives from experimentation and whatnot, but at least he would have the chance to kill some pig men. Vael stole an abandoned, yet still functional, speeder and darted off for the facility. He kept his hair tied back to not hinder him in his ride for the facility.

The large establishment came into view in no time. A sly smirk came upon Vael's face as he only imagined what would ensue inside. There's bound to be some fun inside. he thought to himself.

 

[James Mathison]

James walked away from the office, bodies lay strewn about, blood soaked walls and the smell of blaster fire. He moved into the chaos of the battleground filleting one soldier after another. They were all running to meet the incoming CIS forces, and none thought to look behind them. James ran up the side of a building to a window seal, turning and jumping down on top of a pair of soldiers who'd taken aim on him. James was toying with those who noticed, by fighting without his blades. Snapping wrists, arms and necks, left, right and center. A whirlwind of blocks, parries, counter-srtikes and finishing blows, James moved through the center of the city. How could they stop what was coming from behind them. After a pause in the action, James disappeared into an alley and up to the roof. While he caught his breath he checked in to HQ

Command, this is Mathison, The General of the ground forces has been 'relieved of duty' What's my next target?
@[member="Genesis Rostu"]

 

[Darth Athora]

Vael jumped from the speeder with ease, sending it crashing into the front door of the facility. The damage from the speeder darting into the door caused a small explosion, killing everything near the doorway. "Let's get this over with.." he muttered, walking towards the door. Inside, he found the charred bodies of a few gamorreans lying around the ground. There was a long corridor behind them leading to a second door which opened to the main floor. Vael reached for his belt and grabbed his lightsaber. The neon orange blade ignited in a fiery flash of light. Vael took his blade and began cutting through the door before him.

After some cutting had to be done, Vael was inside the facility. A few steps in, he was attacked by a pair of sentry turrets. Vael held his lightsaber in his strong grip and began deflecting the turrets shots back at the turrets, destroying them. Vael continued on through the facility, bent on reaching his target.

 

[Rayn H'voc]

A shadow shifted through the Gamorrean numbers. A shadow with a blade that lit up a bright blue with the force within. Rayn cut down the pig men with ease, slaughtering and butchering them without mercy.

 

[Darth Athora]

Vael had arrived to the lab where the captured scientist should have been, but it was empty. Completely cleaned out. The faint sound of a ship firing up reached Vael's pointed ears. He rushed for the rear of the facility to see that the Gamorreans were cutting their loses and attempting to escape. "Feth.." Vael muttered. He took a few back steps and ran towards the window to jump through it onto the ground. The ship was beginning takeoff when Vael managed to leap onto the ship.

 

[Rayn H'voc]

Rayn utilized blade and fist against the warmongering forces of the warlord. Her body count grew larger and larger as time went on. She daced through their ranks, blade tightly within her grip, cutting and slicing through their flesh with ease and grace.

 

[Darth Metus]

The battle for Pzob was long and difficult for the young Master, especially with the fact that the love of his life battled by his side. However, the apparent demise of the enemy General had lead the Gamorrean forces to disorganize, and their numbers began to be thinned out by the Confederate task force. As such, Josiah hearkened to his comm-link and was brought up to speed about the situation that was occurring across the theatre of battle. There was still fighting at Dra'vadia itself, but that was being handled and addressed by numerous individuals and the young Master was confident that they could handle it...but another shred of information came through regarding a scientist and forced experiments. Apparently, a single individual had taken it upon himself to undertake bringing this terrible situation to a close and Josiah opted to join him.

With the swine scattering little by little, Josiah had enough room to turn to his beloved and smile. "Love, stay safe. I'm going to help take care of another problem. Channel two if you need me, I'll be back in a few..." he said, before facing forward and then lowering to one knee. The young Master lowered his head and lulled his eyes to a close, pouring out himself and allowing the presence of the Force to surge forth within him. It saturated him and washed over every single fiber of his being, allowing him the focus and might to accomplish the task which he had elected to pursue. It was a feat that he had not tried in quite some time, and especially not in the heat of battle, but there was no time like the present...About his form, Josiah mustered a tremendous sum of telekinetic might, concentrating and molding it until it reached an apex point...and then he took off in a leap.

Josiah flew, borne through the Force, up into the air and surged forth like a blur. It was a rather impressive display of telekinetic skill on his part; but he did not revel in this particular facet of the ability. He simply recalled the general direction of the target and closed in. The flight was brief, yet swift, and ultimately brought him to the scene where a fellow Templar barely made it aboard a vessel taking off into the air. Utilizing the Force to apply drag and slow his speed, Josiah was able to descend to the vessel's level and impale his saber into the hull. It was enough to provide him leverage to grab hull of some exterior components before clinging on in order to get a read on the situation.

 

[Darth Athora]

Vael removed his scarlet robes to reveal the golden and crimson armor protecting his body. Josiah's lightsaber would pierce the ship directly in front of Vael's face. "What in the.." he muttered. Vael grabbed his lightsaber from his belt and readied for himself for whatever could be intruding on his mission.

@[member="Josiah Denko"]

 

[Darth Metus]

Looking down at the warrior who clung to the ship beside him, the young master realized that he had almost impaled the man's face and have an apologetic smile. "Sorry about that!"he said, damn near amused that he was holding onto the side of a fething ship as it took off. "Never seen you around Roon befo-." he began, just as the vessel lurched terribly to the side. Apparently, those aboard had noticed a pair of lightsaber blades sticking in the hull and we're now attempting to throw them off through risky maneuvers.

 

[Rayn H'voc]

Rayn moved to ensure the safety the people of the city as the Gamorreans became disorganized. She came across many small families that needed to hide away as the fighting ensued. Her presence calmed them and soon the fear within them dissipated. Rayn continued moving through the city to ensure it's habitants were safe.

 

[Darth Athora]

Vael slowly backed away from the part of the hull being pierced up until he saw who it was. "Master Denko. What in the feth brings you he-" Suddenyl, Vael was interrupted by the ship jerking off to the side. "Lead the way. These pig men still have the scientist." Vael stated, wielding his crimson blade in one hand and pointing forward with the other..

@[member="Josiah Denko"]

 

[Darth Metus]

The young Master did not need to be told twice and simply rendered a sharp nod to his comrade before placing his full attention on the hull before him. Whilst he clung for dead life, he also needed a way for the two of them to get inside the vessel. As such, he gathered his focus and reached out with the Force, placing his telekinetic grasp upon the metal adjacent to him. Durasteel, wires, and other components screamed in protest as he, quite literally, tore a rectangular hole out of the ship and casually allowed the material to fall to the earth below before carefully climbing over to enter the breach he had made. "Didn't know pigmen could fly..." he said with a chuckle.

 

[Darth Athora]

Vael cracked a grin at Josiah's actions and moved forward towards the command deck of the ship. "Let's see how well the squeal.." Vael stated with a hungering grin on his face. He impaled his blade into the blast door and cut through it in a circular motion, slicing a large hole into the door. Once the hole was finished, Vael stepped through into blaster fire made by some gamorrean riflemen. Vael held his lightsaber tight within his grasp and blocked each of the shots that came his way. "Whenever you're ready!" he called out to Josiah.

@[member="Josiah Denko"]

 

[Rayn H'voc]

Rayn had scoured the city as much as she could and ensured that all families within were in safe positions. Once their safety was concluded, Rayn called into high command. "This is Agent Banshee. Families within the city are safe and sound. THe battle is slowly subsiding. Victory is assured. Banshee out." She turned off her commlink and walked back towards her comrades.

 

[Hannibal Oryen]

@[member="Jax Denko"]

The lock disengaged. Well, it looked like everything was going to be a-okay after all. Hannibal had been worried there, for a second. Relief flooded over him as he smacked the keypad again and the door slid open. Sweet, sweet reli-

Why was it dark in here?

Hannibal squinted in the gloom, remaining in the doorway. What the hell was it dark in here for? Harvit didn't seem like the doom and gloom type. Hannibal could distinguish the form of someone or another slumped over the desk, apparently unmoving. Yeah, that was Harvit, and Hannibal was now once again willing to wager that it wasn't the mayor he had heard moving around in here. Hannibal flipped a switch on his visor, activating its low-light setting. With the room now rendered in a brilliant, garish green to Hannibal's eyes, he could confirm that it was Harvit in the chair. And he wasn't moving. Or breathing. He was far too dead to be doing either of those things.

That was the bad news. The good news was that the killer was likely still in the room and Hannibal could vent his newfound frustrations upon them. Hannibal slid his blaster pistol out of its sheath.

"Guess I'll set this to stun, then." Hannibal said, flipping the setting to full-power. "An' I'll waits for ya t' try ya luck. Unless ya wanna surrender nice-like."

"Go ahead, twinkledick. Make my day."

 

[Darth Athora]

The aspirant quickly moved for cover inside the command deck of the ship as slugthrower fire rained in his direction. One slug managed to take a piece of meat from his arm but it did not stop him. With his bright crimson blade in hand, he leaped from cover, rolling over it, and began to cut through the crew. The squeals fo death filled the room as Vael continued his onslaught against the terrorist Gamorreans.

 

[Rayn H'voc]

A distant explosion prompted Rayn to leave her post defending the families to investigate. It seems a building was collapsing due to a misfire made by the CIS artillery. From the screams of peril and fear, people were still inside. With force-imbued blade in hand, Rayn entered the building and began searching the floors for any still trapped inside.

 

[Darth Athora]

Vael hopped into the pilot's seat and took control of the ship before it went off careening to the ground. From another room came in the captured scientist. "What's going on..? Who are you..?" he asked frantically.

"I'm here savin' your ass. I suggest you take a seat and buckle yourself in." Vael replied. Vael wasn't much of a pilot, but he tried his best to make the crash as 'comfortable' as possible. The ship slowly fell to the ground, but the crash was not pleasant. The speed of the ship caused the crash to create a large crater into the ground about the size of a small city.

 

[Rayn H'voc]

The crumbling building was bound to give way soon and Rayn was running out of time. So far, she managed to help 3 trapped civilians escape, but there had to be more. As she ran up the stairs, checking for any trapped people, she managed to dodge crumbling debris.

 

[Darth Athora]

The ship sat in the crater, smoking from the engines. Vael was lucky enough to not be badly hurt int he crash save for a broken rib or two. He'd live with it. The scientist ran over to Vael'roth and lifted him from the pilot's chair. "Take me back to my people." Vael commanded. The scientist led Vael to the hangar of the ship and helped him onto a speeder which they then took off on.