The Tearing Down of the Old. {Kesh, PM to join}

[Aithne Charr]

Kesh, Days after the dismantling of the Black Rose's Influence.​

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Keshtah Minor, Sixty miles west of Tahv.​

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Noon​

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It took days, planned and ready upon the moment it would happen was Kesh freed from the pretenders that called themselves protectors. They were sith, no matter what they had said or tried to prove they were as twisted as those beings that they had said they were no longer and for all their talk it was false. And in a few short days, the Rose were a vanishing sight from the surface of Kesh as Solan commanded his soldiers to evacuate their academies and their buildings, converting or destroying them outright. One last remained on his list though, and he was worried to move so quickly with that thought in mind so he stood with his men, eyes focused on the breeding pit that they had built on Kesh. It was disgusting they had used his home for these acts and soon he would be happy to see Jedi if his word was reached by [member="Taeli Raaf"].​

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He had sent her a simple message for her to pass onto the Jedi of the Galactic Alliance. That the power of the Rose had waned and it was time to remove these dark influences from his home and his people. If these Jedi of theirs were truly the Jedi he thought they were, there was little thought as to their reaction but he knew that if the GA came here he might face a new problem.​

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For years he had wanted to create a place that could become a shield and now he had that chance, he needed to find some way to make his confederacy a realized dream and this is the first step. Expulsion of the very things that held this place under a heel. But how would it go, would blood need spilled to accomplish the creation of a free home, or is there a way to get rid of these former Sith without them attempting to seize power and to further destroy his home... perhaps no response from them would come at all though... if that happened he would simply go on as he always did and try once more in his dreams of a protected galaxy.​

 

[Joshua Haimes]

Joshua sat along a sleek, minimally detailed bench along a rather quiet path. "Yeah--No, wait..." He sighed as person he was communicating with disconnected from his HoloCall. Placing his hands together in a rather intricate manner, performing a poor goose's mating call. Attempting to attract the attention of a local avian species. Wondering what sort of project was going on in the nearby vicinity.

The world around him was changing, and - despite his youth - felt as if he's seen this happen far too often. Hopping off the bench, he walked down the path and ventured forward to see what was going on. Should there be a lackluster security force watching over the place, maybe he'd be able to sneak a peak at the rather visible chaos casued by evacuations that were converted or destroyed.

What would he find?

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Joshua Haimes"]

Solan smiled as the Haunting grounds sat before him and with him stood his soldiers. They were Keshiri, loyal to their homes and family, not him and for that fact is what has them standing beside him rather than not. The elimination of this place will be simple, quick, and the evidence of it being here will not remain as long as he has a say in it.

"Sergeant, proceed with the preparations, i want to see this place become a smoldering crater by sundown." The soldier nodded before leaving Solan to look at the place with almost contempt for it, wanting it to be torn apart and there to be nothing left. It was something he thought would be easy but he knew full well there would be repercussions for this. If he was playing his cards wrong, his enemies would only grow rather than his allies but there remained something all too interesting for him to consider and that was the simple fact of seeing how the former owners will look on this.

Solan would stand and wait on his ridge, tapping his hand on his side as he stood away from his home.

 

[Aithne Charr]

And with time it was ready, his men set up on their ridge and the small breeding grounds about to vanish from existence. His tanks were set up to keep the site clear, ready to be cleansed by one of the planet's several defense installations high above their heads. It would unleash a pinpoint bombardment of the area for an hour, erasing all life and anything that had been left behind to ensure that the pits could never be used again. The after effects would leave the area scarred for a number of months but in the long run there would be little worry of the Sith's pets surviving this if any remained in those damned pits.

"Commence bombardment, thirty seconds prep and make sure our men are out of the way." It was a small time frame for those to get out but he knew not many were still in the danger area as it was. What was left would be air lifted out by the Umbras and that would be the end of this entire situation. Twenty seconds would be left when he got the confirmation his men was out, fifteen when he knew it was all going as planned.

His hand moved to a glass that had been prepared, a small glass with a bit of Mandalorian wine in it. "And with the light came a quick flash, a morning filled of smoke and ash. That is how i greet these new days and see off the old. For it was with the click of a clock that the weak begin to fold." As the words left him he drank. Five seconds, that remained of the haunting pit's life. The time it took to drain his glass and see a flash as turbolaser fire and bombs fell from the heavens and began to wipe out the breeding pits once and for all. "A day with the last petal of a Rose, burning up and becoming dust."