The Slog (Dominion Tier 2 Dom of Vjun and Aargonar)

[Bhakt Wemk]

(5/25)

Bhakt growled, and let his anger flare a bit as both Mecrosa he fought pressed their attack. They were well coordinated always swinging or thrusting their swords at different angles to throw the Nikto off. Bhakt began to get frustrated and fed a bit more on these feelings, his ax felt lighter and the attacks of the 2 assassin's felt less heavy against his weapon. It was Bhakts turn to go on the attack now. He began to swing his ax to block instead of just holding it defensively, this caused the the Mecrosa to have to take a step back or be clipped by the ax's vibrating blade. The pirate pounced on their moment of hesitation and stepped forward to cleave the left arm off of the opponent on his right. His partner thinking to catch Bhakt off balance came in with a swift thrust, only to lose both her arms as all Bhakt did was continue his previous swing taking them off a the elbows. Both Mecrosa fell to the muddy ground and began the process of bleeding out.

Bhakt took a moment to get himself under control and tried to find peace amid all the turmoil and pain around him. It took every ounce of his will to not give into the bloodlust, to begin seeking more opponents and feel their blood spray over him. It almost felt like a cloud over his mind, a person could become drunk off the feelings he fought. It was the dark. He growled and shook his head telling himself he was not the animal he used to be. He didn't even fully fight the darkness...he took it in, felt its presence but suppressed it with the knowledge that he had a job to do here, he had people to protect and more importantly a new calling to uphold. He took the dark and did what he'd been doing for the last few years. Instead of it being an out of control inferno inside, it became the flames that tempered his skill into a fine edged blade. The clouded drunkenness faded, he was himself again.

His inner battle felt like it took several minutes but it was only really a few seconds. Seconds that almost cost the Nikto warrior his life. As he recovered he barely manged to catch the dark shape of a dagger aimed for his throat. He moved his head to the right and felt the thrown knife graze his cheek. Bhakt new that charging foward was not the best option here. He backed further toward Darius now within range to hear the humming of his lightsaber over the yells and noise of the battle. He planned to get back to back with Darius and fight off the rest of the ambushers before the Mecrosa allies could reach the column. Bhakt looked to the tank crews to see them crash through the wreckage finally and begin to file out into the valley proper.

[member="Darius Sedaire'] - [member="Jack Anderson"]

 

[Klesta]

Location: Aargonar
Objective: Defeat the Vong warlord
Allies: Dominion [member="Alyson Halle"] [member="Causstik Rahn"] [member="Tandar Dest"]
Enemies: Vong
Post: 3/25

So our own forces would push the assault using the dust storm for cover? she thought, while the explosions shattered the enemy fortress' primary defensive emplacements to its foundations, and with it, the anti-aircraft emplacements, with only a few anti-tank emplacements left standing. Also, while the dust storm would be useful for the MC40-deployed Trandoshan troops brought in to reinforce the Essionian Peacekeepers, for the bomber squad, or any coralskippers, a dust storm would make it much more difficult to fight in a ground attack role, so any action between the coralskippers, which just took off in an attempt to intercept the still-cloaked bombers, as well as the fighters escorting the landing craft. Due to the swift destruction of the anti-aircraft emplacements, and also the rubble that covered the "coralskipper bunkers", in which the enemy fighters were stored, the fighter group under Yula's command had some room to breathe.

"Draw the coralskippers to higher altitudes once they deploy: with the dust storm coming, they will be ineffective in ground attack roles"

Attack craft:

Spoiler

21 Artemis-class starfighters
10 Yutan-class bombers

 

[Causstik Rahn]

Causstik and his platoon of warriors charged forward. The haze of war had begun to take up the atmosphere. Dust kicked itself up off the ground as laser fire rained down upon them from E-web emplacements. At least Causstik thought they were E-webs, that was until a nearby comrade of his was hit. He watched as the Trandoshan fell to the ground a twitching mess of slime and gore. It was a caustic based plasma round. Whatever the vong were using it was not conventional technology. Causstik took cover behind a small barricade as the enemy emplacement slowly ate away at his cover. "MOVE UP THE DROUKS!" Causstik cried out over his comms. Their seemed to be a pause in the battle as all the Trandoshan's took cover. SMASH! CRUSH! BOOM! Loud foot steps like thunder could be heard echoing from the rear of the Trandoshan lines.Suddenly a great hulking silhouette could be seen through the haze of the sandstorm. It emitted a terrible roar and its arms flung back in rage. It fired it's shoulder mounted mortars. Peppering the enemy lines with hundreds of explosives. The Trandoshans let out a terrible cry of victory and charged forth once more. "TO VICTORY BROTHERS!" Causstik shouted as he vaulted over his cover.

[member="Yula Knezevic"]
[member="Alyson Halle"]
[member="Tandar Dest"]

 

[Alyson Halle]

The fortress was heavily defended, Vong defenders lined the walls with bioplasma projectors, and hundreds of men ready to fight. Many more defended the ground in front of the doors, heavily guarding the lines. The shock cavalry were there to break those lines, or die trying. The hooves of the horses thundered across the desert floor, kicking up dust as they lead. They were flanked by a speeder, which confused and scared some of the men, but they were disciplined enough to ignore it for now.

They charged towards the enemy lines under heavy fire, the multiple horses and men going down under the fire. The men stayed strong however, following Alyson without fail or faltering. It was good for a rather untested force, it they were holding up well. Alyson quickly identified a weak point in the enemy lines and sent the men in that direction. It took about 15 seconds to cross the gap, but when they arrived they hit the vong full force with their Force Pikes, tearing apart thin fortifications, and ripping through flesh and bone. When all was said and done they looped around to surround and isolate enemy forces for the Essionian Peackeepers, who would go in and eliminate the isolated Vong, only the test of time would tell if this strategy worked, if it did, then it would be set for a quick and decisive victory.

[member="Yula Knezevic"]
[member="Causstik Rahn"]
[member="Tandar Dest"]

 

[Cedric Grayson]

6/25

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SW2bqSbbo1g​

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He did his best to avoid killing, but death was not murder in self-defense. An arm was lopped off here, a leg lost there. His opponents toppled to the ground in limbless heaps, crippled but yet breathing. They weren't going to be getting back into the fight.

The Atrisian soldiers formed a line as he directed them with a gesture of his lightsaber. Gathered and focused now, the men unleashed a volley of bolts upon the Mecrosan Assassins. Three lithe forms thudded to the ground lifeless. The rest fled, taking cover behind rocks and within dugouts as they made their way back to friendly territory. The TX tanks turned to sunder the hordes of undisciplined infantry that charged up over the hill. Dozens of men were cut down by single burst of beam fire, but the walker remained.

Darius grimaced as one of the tanks went up in flames after the walkers concentrated fire upon it. Fire and metal shot toward the sky, and the Jedi was forced to turn and block the force of it with a telekinetic barrier around his men. The movement was taxing, and he likely would have been cut down with his back turned were it not for the familiar Nikto that stood with him.

"You've got some good timing Bhakt," Darius shouted as the flames died down. "Find your calm. Become the eye of the storm. It inspires confidence in the men when you are unaffected."

One of the walkers toppled over, its right leg missing. The others began walking back, firing as they did so. The ambush had been broken for now, but far more awaited them on the road to the castle.

Now came the real question - where was the 701st?

[member="Bhakt Wemk"], [member="Jack Anderson"]

 

[Jack Anderson]

Post 4/25
Surface of Vjun

As Jack pulled himself off the ground the 701st began to open fire on the fleeing targets, getting his bearings Jack moved towards the still ignited sabre of the commander. As Jack took a step he nearly fell over, his ankle hurt like a sonofabitch, he must twisted it when he hit the ground.

Moving slowly he limped over to jedi and held out a hand, "Nice to meet you commander Darius, Colonel Jack Anderson of the 701st Wilderness Battalion. Sorry about the wait, these cliffs play havoc on finding a safe drop zone."

Jack shifted his stance to help keep the weight off his sore ankle.

[member="Darius Sedaire"] | [member="Bhakt Wemk"]

 

[Lok Jorunn]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G92zD38a0Gw​

Post: [03/20]

The Aces were late to the party.

Lok had made the wrong call: to alter their downward thrust into the valley since no contact had been made yet. Now dozens of lives had been lost all because of him. But that was simply the reality of command, the cruel and harsh reality. Lucky had patched him into the tanks' sensors and he'd witnessed the attack as if he were standing right there with them.

Blood boiling, his mechanical arm gripped the control yolk so hard he nearly cracked through it.

"Get your shebs down there," he snarled. "Aurek-Cresh attack pattern; hit 'em hard. No mercy."

And so they did. X-Wings, A-Wings, and Y-Wings descended into the depths of the valley with laser cannons blazing all the while. Proton bombs, torpedoes, and a wide assortment of heavy ordnance dropped onto the Mecrosa the second they began their hasty retreat from the initial ambush site. While a fair amount of ordnance had been dropped - Lok was no fool, this was surely the beginning stage of their battle. Better to save the big boys for last.

"Squadron, break formation. Pick your targets and kill 'em all."

As if on cue, hostile fighters began to scramble. They came from above, the sun as their blinding shield.

[member="Darius Sedaire"], [member="Jack Anderson"], [member="Bhakt Wemk"]

 

[Bhakt Wemk]

(6/25)

Bhakt laid out another would be assassin keeping Darius covered. It looked like all he heard about how fearsome these warriors were may have been exaggerated. They were after all known assassin's. The sort of slugfest style combat they were engaged in now may be more than the Mecrosa could handle. It seemed he'd been proven right as the the assasins began to flee once Darius formed up the tanks. They unleashed hell on any enemy in sight, then turned their attention to the charging reinforcements.

Suddenly the field lit up as the Mecrosa walkers obliterated another hover tank. Bhakt readied himself for the rush of heat and debris from the tank but it never reached him or the men. The knight had protected them with the force. His senses screamed at him as he turned and saw a Mecrosa about to attack Darius. The Nikto grunted and dashed forward and crashed shoulder first into the attacker. A dull smack was heard as Bhakt's ax cleaved into the chest of the winded Mecrosa. Bhakt snorted, turned to Darius, and nodded with a bit of smile. He had to admit it felt good being the savior a Jedi knight.

The feeling was short lived as Darius gave him some advice. Bhakt cursed under his breath, it had been more obvious than he would have liked that he almost lost control. The Nikto had to think then that maybe calling to the dark wasn't the right path. He had to admit that Darius' barrier was more impressive than most of what he could muster. He put those thoughts away for now and focused on the advice. He breathed deeply letting the remaining darkness fade for now, fully clearing his mind. Bhakt relaxed feeling ,for now at least, a bit more at peace. He honestly wondered if he would ever even be able to remove the darkness from him, or if he wanted to.

The 701st commander joined them. Bhakt gave him a nod to greet the man and he joined some of the men as the formation began to move forward again. Then suddenly overhead allied fighters strafed in and delivered devastation onto the retreating Mecrosa forces. The men cheered moral sky rocketing with the arrival of air support. Unless the Mecrosa had something big hidden away, Bhakt didn't see them holding out against the Dominion army.

[member="Jack Anderson"] - [member="Darius Sedaire"] - [member="Lok Jorunn"]

 

[Cedric Grayson]

7/25

The lightsaber hissed as it died.

Darius rose from his combat stance, his chest rising and falling heavily as he turned his attentions outward toward the hills. He could see the Mecrosan forces fleeing toward a gathering of light near the middle of the valley. Above those lights stood a small metal fort flanked by landing pads and heavy defense cannons. The Mecrosa had erected a hardpoint between the landing zone and the castle sometime before the assault, of that Darius had already been aware.

Still, seeing it on the ground made him uneasy.

"Thanks for the assist Bhakt," he muttered breathlessly. "She would have taken my head off if you hadn't been there." A hand was clapped on the Nikto's shoulder, just as the 701st arrived. They were a bit late, but late was certainly better than never.

He took the commander's hand in its own and gave it a shake. "Good to meet you commander. You alright? You should have one of the medtechs look at that foot before we carry on." He nodded toward the man's wounded foot. "Look like the cavalry is here," he added, gesturing up toward the ships flying overhead.

[member="Bhakt Wemk"], [member="Lok Jorunn"], [member="Jack Anderson"]

 

[Tandar Dest]

2/20

Time is a funny thing, one moment you're just riding along peacefully the next you have two vong stuck to your lance. The charge against the vong had gone well so far,[member="Alyson Halle"] had called out the weak point in their lines. Tandar swung the two dead vong off his lance only to find more impaled on it. While it was a weak area, the vong were still a dangerous foe, men left and right fell at their hands but for each one tandar took three vong with them. The battle was fierce as the forces of the dominion clashed against the hoard of vong but even over the noise of the battlefield tandar's helmet picked up a warcry and a loud one it was.

Not too far from tandars position the warcry he heard turned into a hoard of trandoshans, tandar felt inspired so he let out his own cry " par haar dominion!" and charged once more into battle.

[member="Causstik Rahn"] [member="Yula Knezevic"]

 

[Jack Anderson]

Post 5/25
Surface of Vjun

"I'll be fine, I just need somewhere to get out of these rains so I can put a bacta wrap on it and take a couple pain pills."

Jack shifted on his feet again as the rest of the squad that had been descending with him arrived having been too slow to be caught in the encounter.

"Should my men hold on the ridge or do we need them down here?"

[member="Lok Jorunn"] | [member="Bhakt Wemk"] | [member="Darius Sedaire"]

 

[Causstik Rahn]

Causstik Rahn watched as a Vong atempted to crawl away. The Trandoshan warlord dipped his blade into the back of the enemy. The Vong let out a soft squeal as the cold steel entered the nape of his neck. With a swift thrust the head of the monster came loose. Causstik bent low to retrieve the head and hoisted it high into the air. "GRAHH!" He cried out, the head still in his hands. A fountain of blood dripping from it's neck. Causstik tied the head to his waste. A fine trophy for the scorekeeper. His tongue flicked and tasted the air. Blood was on the wind. Causstik's eyes grew blood shot and his breathing haggard. "GRA, HRAGH, GRAHHHH!!!!" The Trandoshan muttered incomprehensible words and Charged forth in a fit of rage. The Blood lust taking full effect. Causstik went Berserk.

 

[Bhakt Wemk]

(7/25)

"Well I can't have my main teacher dying on me. I hope you're gonna teach me that barrier thing at some point to."

Bhakt looked up now to see many of the fighters that provided support were about to be engaged by Mecrosa ships.

"Looks like the cavalry is about to run into a few problems of it own."

He turned from the knight as he formally greeted the commander of the 701st, Jack, who seemed to have injured himself in the skirmish. The solider mentioned the need to find shelter from the rain. Bhakt looked back to the men, several had been injured and could probably use a break from the damn rain too. Plus he didn't like their chances if any of those Mecrosa fighters should be bold enough to break off and make for the tank column. They could possibly back into the canyon, but the Nikto hated the idea of giving ground after they won the first skirmish. So instead he looked ahead to the valley that opened up before them. He saw the fortified hard point in the middle of the valley the same as Darius. Though between the hard point and the Dominion forces was a large rocky overhang. It wouldn't fit the whole column but the wounded would be able to be treated, while the rest of the Dominion force moved forward. He approached Darius and pointed to the rock formation.

"We've got some other wounded that won't be much help unless we get them treated. Think that overhang will work as a quick forward camp? Wounded could be treated quickly enough while the rest of us move on that little fortress they've built."

[member="Jack Anderson"] - [member="Darius Sedaire"] - [member="Lok Jorunn"]

 

[Klesta]

Location: Aargonar
Objective: Defeat the Vong warlord
Allies: Dominion [member="Tandar Dest"] [member="Causstik Rahn"] [member="Alyson Halle"]
Enemies: Vong
Post: 4/25

While the cavalry charge below did exploit a ground weakness, and the Trandoshans exploited another one, Yula is circling around the stronghold under cloak while the dust storm approached. The enemy has deployed its first coralskippers, to be used as a last resort against aerial attacks: they seemed to have more faith in anti-aircraft than in attack craft. If what she knew about the coralskippers was correct, they would eat the dust to refuel and rearm, so she would expect the coralskippers to be vulnerable once their ammunition is exhausted, whatever they use for ammunition. But coralskippers could still hurl balls of magma, against which the Yutan could not defend, since the ball of magma would require particle shields to defend against. And yet she could read on sensors that there was enough space for three squadrons down in the aircraft bunkers the enemy used to store the fighters prior to deployment.

"We're going to have some company" Pixie told her.

"Sith Hunter Squadron, dive, then pull back up and fire! Everyone else cover us!"

With that said, Yula dived under cloak, de-cloaking while within range of the coralskippers, while the remaining craft in Sith Hunter Squadron remained abreast of the leader, that is, Yula. One of the Yutans was shot down, inexplicably leaving behind one unexploded bomb near the center of the fortress. Thus far, however, the coralskippers that fired were already running low on ammunition so Yula bore down on one of those in a climb, and then firing for five seconds, killing it.

Attack craft:

Spoiler

19 Artemis-class starfighters
9 Yutan-class bombers

 

[Causstik Rahn]

Causstik Rahn ran on all fours. He had become little more then a mad beast. His armor dripped with the blood of the enemy. At his waste a collection of heads he had taken sprawled wildly. Blaster fire pinged off Causstiks armor, but his shields took most the blows. Causstik spied a Massive vong through the haze of blood. His vission tunneled. He let out a feral growl. Then charged. The Behemoths collided in mid air, with Causstik landing atop the orc. Causstik atempted to sink his phrik daggers into the fiend, but the Vong held his hands just above his breast. The Vong threw Causstik's claws aside and punched the reptilian in the face. Causstik went sprawling to the ground and the Vong gained full mount. He reared back with his massive fist and his biot armor grew claws. He atempted to pummel the Trandoshan, but Causstik activated his jet pack. They went flying across the ground and Causstik took this moment to shove his wrist mounted flamethrower down the vong's throat. He opened up the gas valve and PWHOSH! The flames raced down the orc's gullet. His belly expanded and fire danced out of his face.The Vong exploded in a mist of gore and blood. Causstik jet pack failed, and he simply lay their for a moment.

 

[Alyson Halle]

Alyson speared a few more vong onto the pike before removing them onto the dirt as they looped around. The plan was a minor success, many more of the calvalry had died in the movement, but the Essionian peacekeepers quickly moved in to finish the job. It was glorious combat, Vong were skewered like meat on a stick and the Peackeepers slaughtered the isolated Vong rather easily, the flanking cavalry were able to continue what the shock cavalry had started. Demo teams rushed in along with the rest of the Essionian Peacekeepers to blow the door.

They placed charges under heavy fire protected by some other soldiers, it was extremely stressful work, but eventually they set the charges and pulled back. The charges were set to blow at this point, now they just needed a way in.

"Alright men once those charges blow i want you to charge right in there! Leave no survivors!"

The timer was ticking inside those little bombs, and they blew, kicking up huge clouds of dust into the air. A loud war cry came from the large doors, as vong flooded out of the fortress, they were waiting for this, now they wanted vengance for their lost brothers.

 

[Lok Jorunn]

Post: [04/20]

It had been far too long since he'd been at the helm of an X-Wing, eyes deep in combat. Lok could feel the ebbing and flowing of the Force, lashing out against him as if he too were zipping through the skies at nine hundred kilometers per hour. Mecrosa fighters had scrambled to intercept the Crimson Aces quite quickly, opting for their safest strategy that involved the use of the sun's blinding effect to get the drop on them. But Lok and his boys and girls were expecting something like that.

It was a newbie's tactic.

Lok held up a polarized lense at the sun, dampening the blinding rays.

X-Wings and A-Wings broke off while the bombers kept their course: right towards the fortified position at the base of the valley.

As for Lok, he yanked back on the flight yolk with a wry grin. His targeting computer engaged, then he squeezed the trigger with all his might.

[member="Bhakt Wemk"], [member="Jack Anderson"], [member="Darius Sedaire"]

 

[Cedric Grayson]

8/25

[member="Bhakt Wemk"]

"Doesn't seem like a bad idea," Darius mused as he folded his arms about his chest. The area in general was rather open for his liking, but it would have to do. They had air superiority for now, though if that changed then the people here were going to have to move pretty quickly. With a tilt of his head, Darius indicated the position to one of the passing sergeants that had been eavesdropping. The man hastened to follow the order, bounding off in the direction of the outcropping.

"I've got a bad feeling about all of this Bhakt." The Jedi Knight murmured as he stared out toward the lights beyond. The Mecrosa were amassing, though for what Darius did not know. It worried him. Scowling, the Jedi Knight paced toward the front of the newly captured patch of land, binoculars in hand.

He was too busy scanning the fort that awaited them to notice the shells dropping. The explosion wrenched him off his feet and send him flying a good few meters. He felt his skin burning and his coat searing as he tumbled across the rocky ground. The final impact sent a shock of pain up his spine, and then all of it was replaced by a dullness that slowly enveloped his mind.

Severely wounded, Darius Sedaire lost consciousness against a pile of rocks.

 

[Jack Anderson]

Post 6/25
Surface of Vjun

Jack was hobbling over to take shelter from the acid rain when the first shell hit, the explosion sent bits of rock flying mixed with water/acid puddles that were forming, a deadly combination Jack jumped to the ground only to hurt his ankle further.

"Kark" Jack pulled out his comm "Incoming fire, scatter and take cover."

Jack began crawling to find cover from the onslaught, however it was too little too late. A shell hit behind him and exploded launching Jack several meters ahead and about head height in the air, before smashing headfirst into a rock formation, in the brief moments before he blacked out he wished he had put his helmet back on.

[member="Darius Sedaire"] [member="Bhakt Wemk"] [member="Lok Jorunn"]

 

[Causstik Rahn]

Causstik Rahn got to his feet, some of the blood lust that had once infected him now gone. He wiped a bit of the gore from his armor, picking chunks of flesh from the cracks. Causstik looked up to see the walls of the fortress being breached by the shock cavalry. Causstik pointed forward and shouted "CHARGE!" The Trandoshans ran forward firing their weapons as they went. The Drouks attacked the walls with fat meaty fist. The metal gave way to their immense strength and bent beneath their will. Creating more gaps for the troops to pour into. All over the castle, it was being swarmed by Dominion forces.