The whip - [hutt cartel dominion over Sleheryon]

[Ka-Aver]

Location: A drop ship heading toward the palace perimter
Objective: B
Ally of the Hutt Cartel
NPCs - 90 Heavy enforcers
Post count 1/20
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The thundering sound of the Jabba transports rocketed through the atmosphere of Sleheryon. They had been arriving in dozens but the defending fleet, outdated as it may be still managed to give the transports a beating. The Jabba class was designed to take a beating though so eventually most of them darted passed. Besides, the defenders was about to have their hands full with the Cartel fleet arriving in orbit. This was a massive operation, the largest one executed by the cartel so far. Ka-Aver rolled his shoulders and got his focus on the task at hand. Getting down in one piece.

Ka-Aver grind his teeth. He hated flying but it was perhaps necessary to get to the other, more fun parts of an invasion.

"Herez we goez again..." he sighed and checked his gear. He was not sure who else was about to attack the surface but he turned to the frequency that he had been told. The various mercenary companies and cartel contractors heading this way was most liekly using just as many frequencies but one would be open to them all.

Still shaking from the speed of the transport he raised his hand to the com by his ear.

"Thiz is Ka-Aver, we are landing fazt and willl be looking to reinforze at the palaze. Iz the shield downs?" he had heard that the palace had a shield, and if that was true it would be a bad idea to park the jabba transport on it. But then, intel was not that precise on this operation. As usual...

[member="Nyx"]
[member="Thrukk Gulpdar"]

 

[Catalys Maijora]

Objective: D

Catalys stood atop of a crate, his weapon brandished outward and his eye looking down the sight of the rifle. A slave camp was well in view, the guards were currently distracted by the current fuss and the agent had an upper hand. As guards began to force slaves back into their cages and hovels, the Umbaran's finger pressed down on the trigger which unleashed a volley of blaster bolts. Two of the slavers went down before they were able to react, taking advantage of the Chaos several of the slaves began to grab debris and tools, most of them remained startled or tried to make a run for it.

Return fire glanced his blaster-resistant armour, forcing the agent to take cover behind the crate rather than standing on top of it. Now well under cover he took a CryoBan grenade off his utility belt, priming the device and tossing it into the fray. Bang.

Three slavers and a slave were frozen-harmlessly--by the explosive. Taking advantage, Catalys rushed out from cover and sprinted towards the camp.

 

[Nyx]

Location: 850 meters from the palace.
Objective: Survive long enough to take out the shield.
Ally of the Hutt Cartel
Ship: N/A
NPC: 13 Mercenaries
Post Count: 6

Nyx blinked as her comm-link buzzed to life, and the voice of [member="Ka-Aver"] spoke into her ear.​

The mercenary listened to him, and put a finger on the comm-link.​

"This is Nyx. We're pushing to the palace, but are taking heavy casualties. Defenses are heavy, would recommend landing at a distance. Repeat, the slavers are dug in deep."​

She looked up as her mercs stopped firing, and noticed that the nest was silent. She nodded in approval, and stood up, only to pale a bit. It looked like the slavers were taking her seriously, because there was a company of droids headed her way. The air was once more filled with blaster bolts as the two sides exchanged fire, and Nyx drew one of he revolvers and began pulling the trigger.​

Well, it looked like this was about to get complicated.​

 

[Kay-Larr]

Location: Slave camp not far from the Slaver Barracks

Objective: Free as many slaves as she can

Enemy of the Hutt Cartel

Ship: Modified Corellian Blockade Runner

NPC: 3 Crew members running the ship

Posts:3

So many ships, so many blaster rifles and other weapons going off. For a brief moment, Kay wondered if perhaps it was the Republic or Silver Jedi here to rescue the slaves as well as it seemed as though the slavers were getting attacked. But then she saw Catalys and the strange explosion near him that seemed to freeze a few of those in the camp across from her. This was no rescue operation.

Kay hid behind one of the crates and spoke quietly into her comlink to the pilot of her awaiting ship, "Captain, be at the ready. The first wave is coming to you and should be there in less than an hour. More will come after that. But there are major hostilities in the area. If you do not see me in twelve hours, then go without me. I'll contact you again when the next wave gets to the trees."

She put her comlink back into her satchel, glad that the firefight was at the other side of the camp. It had all of the guards distracted now and some of the slaves that did manage to run were being told where to go by her little helper, the first slave that she freed. As he continued opening the cages, Kay went over to one of the over crowded tents, trying her best to remain hidden. At least there was only one man that she needed to hide from. "Quickly, everyone to the forest in the east. I have a ship waiting fourty-five minutes out."

Kay watched them run, all of various ages, and she held her blaster close, ready to cover them if need be. Her eyes scanned the camp looking for Catalys and for the moment she had lost track of him....

 

[Nyx]

Location: 850 meters from the palace.
Objective: Scrap some clankers.
Ally of the Hutt Cartel
Ship: N/A
NPC: 11 Mercenaries.
Post Count: 7

Nyx blew out a sigh of frustration as she reloaded her revolver. These droids were really starting to piss her off. Two more of her men were dead, and the rest weren't exactly motivated, even with her promise of a bonus. It looked like she was going to have to handle this a bit more hands-on.​

"Watch how the professionals do it."​

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The woman drew her other revolver and charged forward, running through the hail of blaster bolts. Her Force-enhanced senses allowed her to run through without harm, and once she came close, she began pulling the triggers. The Ambassadors weren't exactly fast, but every shot was a guaranteed kill, which meant twelve dead droids.​

Once they were empty, her lightsaber was once again in hand. The violet blade twirled in the air, droid bits following it. Her mercs were inspired by her example, and doubled their efforts to take out the droids, steadily moving forward.​

Nyx wasn't paying attention to them, however. Her attention was focused on scrapping the metal beings around her with extreme prejudice, and avoiding being hit by the bolts. One after another, they fell in pieces.​

She looked at the remaining droids with a smirk.​

This was starting to get fun.​

 

[Ka-Aver]

Location: Landing on planet
Objective: B
Ally of the Hutt Cartel
NPCs - 90 Heavy enforcers
Post count 2/20
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Ka-Aver listened to the com recognising [member="Nyx"] s voice. She was a frequenting the white palace often enough. It was told she was one of the first mercenaries to heed Sempras call when he started his rise to power.

The ship shook and something exploded outside. AA guns were giving them a sincere welcome and the ride was filled with bumps. Locked inside this barrel the men inside either held their breaths, prayed or simply waited. All of them were veterans of sorts drafted from military ranks.

"Underztood. Then itz will takez zome time before we get to youz pozition." he replied. His voice skaky due to AA bombardment.

Then the intercom sounded. The pilot sounded the siren that they were about to land. Everyone braced themself, a moment of silence passed. Then the transport slowed down fast and hit ground with a sound crashing sound.
The landing platforms opened up in four directions.

"Wellz getz going you freakz!" Ka-Aver roared and the jabba transport emptied its troops in all four directions.

They had lnded inside some small camp. Not sure who these people were the heavy enforcers opened fire laying everything to waste.

 

[Cadan Tazi]

Location: On They Way To Slaver Barracks
Objective: Strorm Slaver Barracks
Allies: Hutt Cartel And Co
Enemies: Anyone Who Oppose Him.
Ship: BT-7 Thunderclap
NPC: Only Crew Of The Thunderclap.
Post count: 1

The Thunderclap flew across the sky, it was meant to be aiming for the palace but someone hadn't been to the briefing. The pirate piloting the Thunderclap looked around as the message from Flannigan came through, he tried to turn it off but Cadan had heard it.

"Did 'e say to go to the palace!?" Cadan screamed from the adjacent room as he made his way towards the cockpit. The pirate in charge nodded his head slightly. "Argh! You karking idiot" Cadan sighed with defeat. He then opened up a comm to Flannigan. "Cap'n, we is on the way to the slaver barracks. But once we are finished there we gonna swing round and take the palace, sounds fair?" He sat waiting for a response from Flannigan.

[member="Flannigan Mcnash"]

 

[Catalys Maijora]

Objective: D

With the slaves either scattered, trapped, or in revolt; the slavers were being quickly overwhelmed. Due to the nature of slavery, there was never truly a need for many armed personnel to keep them in line. Each camp would only have guards equal to roughly ten percent of the slave population, if even that. This was another advantage that Catalys was able to pocket. He was an elite soldier in every sense of the word, superior training, years of experience, and a superior armament.

Peeking up from his new cover, he noticed someone was moving towards one of the tents. Before he could react one of the guards jumped at him from behind, two arms went around the Umbaran's throat and forced him to drop his rifle. Gloved hands went up to grab at the arms, trying to pull them down and off his neck but when that didn't work he resorted to headbutting the assailant. The bumping of heads forced the attacker to stumble back, Catalys picked up his gun and spun around, firing two shots into his torso.

With his enemy down, Catalys continued onward towards where he last saw the mystery woman.

[member="Lady Kay"]

 

[Kay-Larr]

Location: Slave camp not far from the Slaver Barracks

Objective: Free as many slaves as she can

Enemy of the Hutt Cartel

Ship: Modified Corellian Blockade Runner

NPC: 3 Crew members running the ship

Posts: 4

[member="Catalys Maijora"]

The two rifle shots not far off revealed the soldiers location as the flashes were easily seen. Was he friend or foe? It was hard to tell at the moment, yet with the continuing wave of invading ships seen in the sky and her gut instinct told her that he was the latter. But they both seemed to have the same mission; to save the slaves.

And then she saw that he was approaching. Kay slipped back inside of the tent, only to come out the other side, away from view. Then she broke into a run towards the next tent and went inside. Thankfully there was no guard to contend with. Each of the slaves looked up at her with fear as she had a blaster in hand. That is until she told them about her plan. "Quickly and quietly! I have a ship out in the woods about fourty-five minutes out. Meet me there!"

Seconds later the tent was getting emptier and emptier as the slaves all ran out, following her instructions. She quickly brought out her comlink and spoke to her crew, "Captain I have another two groups heading your way!"

With the tent almost empty, Kay once more exited the other side. Hopefully all of those slaves running was enough of a distraction for the enemy soldier so that he couldn't catch sight of her. But she had no idea how good or bad of a soldier he was. One more tent of slaves is all that she'd be able to escape with. If only she had a bigger ship so that she could rescue them all.

 

[Azreal]

Location: 1000m from Palace

Objective: Take the Palace

Ally of The Hutt Cartel

NPC: 10 Mercenaries

Post Count: 2
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Azreal could now hear the sounds of the battle ahead and the blaster bolts from each side was lighting the sky in red flashes. He brought out his com link from his pocket, best to know the situation ahead.

"This is Azreal, approaching the Palace. We have 10 mercs and the same number of guns. Any anti-aircraft guns we need to be wary of?"


Flying over, the shuttle had slowed drastically and he could see the dead bodies below. He signalled the pilot to start circling around and avoid going further, to which he received a short respectful nod...well as respectful as money can buy. Though another problem already presented itself which was the fact that there was no visible clearing to land minus the Palace itself and Azreal didn't want to risk that. The foliage was sparse enough to see what was below but too thick for a shuttle to land. The solution really just presented itself. One grenade and three seconds later and you had a large gaping hole big enough for at least two shuttles to land in. Minus some burning branches it wasn't too much to worry about.

 

[Kenrath]

Location: Hyperspace enroute to Sleheryon
Objective: Erradicate enemy slaver fleet
Ally: Hutt Cartel [member="Xander Black"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"]
Enemies: Pretty much any not an ally of Hutt Cartel
Ship: Firestorm Assault Corvette http://starwarsrp.net/topic/58319-firestorm/
NPC Forces: None
Post count: [1/20]

Thanith sat in the Hot seat. He enjoyed it there. It felt like home to him even more than when his feet were on solid ground. He looked over at the pilot.

"What is our ETA to Sleheryon?"

He nodded when the pilot told him they were only a few hours out.

"Good I want weapons hot and ready to fire when we hit real space." "There is very little info on the enemy fleet other than mostly like outdated tech." "I want to hit them hard before they have a chance to hit back."


Thanith leaned back in the chair watching the screens. Each one spitting out tech data on various possible ship types. It was doubtful slavers would have military grade weapons but you could never be too careful. Taking a moment to look away he surveyed the crew before him. Each one solid officers and each one more than qualified to hold their post. The pilot herself had been with him for years quite a bit of it serving as his co-pilot.

Today it was Sleheryon for the Cartel, tomorrow who knew where he would be.

 

[Tiali Orazio]

Location: Flying in his D5 mantis patrol craft above the palace
Objective: Assist the assault on the palace
Ally: Hutt Cartel
NPC's: R9 companion
Post count: 2

The ship rattles and rumbles from the fire from the AA guns, Tiali stands at an open door from the air lock area "Hold her together R9." A AA shot skims the side the ship making it shake "Kark!" he says in a loud tone.

"R9 keep the ship flying this is my stop." He steps out of the open door allowing himself to be taken by the wind. Spining around he lays his arms and legs out to gain control of his fall his information visor scans the area giving information and coloration of the enemies and allies.

In the distance he noticed Cadan's ship going to the barracks, those lame heads are going to the wrong place. Doesn't matter Tiali thought to himself, He turned his concentration back to the fall lining up to land on the palace's roof. His thoughts rushed through his mind due to the adrenaline pumping through his body.

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[member="Cadan Tazi"]
[member="Ka-Aver"]
[member="Thraxis"]

 

[Ka-Aver]

Location: Attacking the AA defending the palace
Objective: B
Ally of the Hutt Cartel
NPCs - 90 Heavy enforcers
Post count 3/20
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Ka-avers unit had met little resistance once they had touched down. But it was obvious the slavers AA would be giving the cartel a match against gaining air superiority near the palace. Ka-Aver had seen several allied drop ship coming burning, hurled toward imminent death.

He immideately redirected his unit to advance on the main AA compound just outside of the palace. They moved forward without letting anything stop them. Here and there they faced a hostile merc but it was handled with brute force by the heavy cartel enforcers. It was the first time this unit was tested in real combat and they were about to face a challenge.

Breaching a forest line the enforcers came out on a field. The mighty AA turrets firing streaks of death toward the dark skies above. This was worse then expected, the slavers had played it well. In cover behind a shield alot mor AA turrets were being prepared. Soon they would be capable of surprising the cartel inside the athmossphere with some very heavy fire. There ws no time to pause.

"Thiz be Ka-Aver, we will be attacking the AAz shortly, pilotz be advized - hold back flight over the palaze until Iz am done. These gunz are big enough to takez down a freakin deztroyer..." Ka-Aver figured the ships should know about that the slaver AA had been underestimated.

"Alright you lazy zcumbagz! Forward, deztroy everything!" he whipped his unit forward. Immideately facing heavy fire the heavy enforcers relentlessly continued their advance over the field.

[member="Nyx"]
[member="Azreal"]
[member="Tiali Orazio"]

 

[GhostOfProtocol]

Location: Just out from the palace
Objective: Go blow stuff up!
Ally of the Hutt Cartel
Ship: N/A
NPC: A few Half Angel Scream Squad guys.
Post Count: 1/10

Flying down Jardo smiled. He tightened his hidden blade slightly, swinging his cloak around him as he brought his ship to a land not far from the palace, right outside the thick of the action. He had told Xander not to make him late, but of course Xander was late. It was Black for you. He smiled, watching as his ramp opened slightly.

He took the short walk to the battlefield, a smile on his face as he saw Nyx and the others engaged in the fighting with the battle droids. He chuckled lightly, saving Nyx from a battle droid who was about to hit her from behind. A good force push knocked the poor thing away. He chuckled, shouting to Nyx lightly.

"You needed that save, ugh!"

He unclipped his lightsaber, spinning the red blade in his hand and beheading a really stupid merc who tried to attack him. He watched for a moment as the members of Half Angel - Scream Squad panned out around the battle, providing help where it was needed most. Slowly this battle was turning to their favor.

[member="Ka-Aver"]
[member="Tiali Orazio"]
@Azreal
@Nyx

 

[GhostOfProtocol]

Location: Somewhere up in the sky
Objective: Go blow stuff up!
Ally of the Hutt Cartel
Ship: Mhm, can't be bothered to find the link though.
NPC: A few Half Angel Scream Squad guys.
Post Count: 2/10

Slowly Xander watched as the few mercenaries that made it into the atmosphere were blown away by the ships in orbit. He knew that the major ships would slowly make their way up to space, but that's why Xander was building his defense line. He didn't mind loosing some of the older ships to the mercs, as long as his babies survived.

After a few moments, Xander ordered a few fighters to start patrolling around the ships, making sure any mercs were shot down. They wanted this planet, and they planned to take it quite well. He stood, moving towards the holocomputer of his ship. On it, the Crew Master had opened a simple looking hologram of the battle. All was going in there favor.

 

[Azula Tindara]

Location: 400m from palace
Objective: Flanking
Ally
Post count: 3/20

[SIZE=14.6667px]From his vantage point, Thrukk could see the wild charge of [member="Nyx"] and her allies. He'd moved down the ridge from where he'd found the sniper's nest. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.6667px]"Th' lass got stones," he mumbled to himself, as he watched events unfold. He scratched the back of his neck with his mechanical hand when he saw a lightsaber being used. Perhaps he’d bitten off more than he could chew here. A dropship passed by, with more Hutt mercenaries disembarking. Another crimson lightsaber joined the fray. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.6667px]Suddenly, the comm he’d stolen from the slaver crackled into life. “Our front line is falling back, we need some fire support!”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.6667px]Thrukk chuckled a low, rumbling chuckle. There was a clack as he loaded a flechette shell into his cannon.[/SIZE][SIZE=14.6667px] Not able to help himself, he raised the comm to his mouth. “Cannie whit ye wish fur mucker,” he said.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.6667px]“What, who’s this? Kasper?”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.6667px]“Kasper’s havin’ a nap!” Thrukk replied. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.6667px]“Kasper’s down, kasper’s…” Thrukk heard before the comm was cut off. By then he had already lined up his target: a group of humanoids taking cover and preparing to hold off the advancing soldiers. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.6667px]The was a crash that echoed around as he fired. The shell hurtled towards the group, detonating mid air. The flechette cone made a noise like a cloud of angry bees as it cut through the air. Three soldiers were cut to ribbons, and the rest started to try and find new cover knowing they’d been flanked. Before he could fire again, a stream of blaster fire came his way. Four soldiers, working in pairs were advancing on his position. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=14.6667px]“Crackin’ I git the leftovers!” Thrukk chortled as he shifted to a hiding place. [/SIZE]

 

[Sempra the Hutt]

(ignore)

 

[Ka-Aver]

Location: Attacking the AA defending the palace
Objective: B
Ally of the Hutt Cartel
NPCs - 79/90 Heavy enforcers
Post count 4/20
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The machine guns caught the first four enforcers as they pulled forward.

"Heavy fire on left flank!" a enforcer sergeant reported over the com.

"Thenz take your zquad and circle them you idiotz!" Ka Aver shouted as he drew his glaive straight through an assaulting mercenary wearing what resembled an outdated republic trooper armor.

There was a short pause in the fight as two big enforcers flanked Ka-Aver laying down heavy fire to cover him. They were about to breach the shield. The defenders threw what they had at them to defend the AAs. To the right he could see a AA crew performing a desperate action, they were lowering their gun to aim at the ground forces.

"Idiotz!" he snarled and grabbed his com.

"You better push harderz or we are fried! They will blow uz up with their own!"

With his words the enforcers pushed on, relentlessly stepping over dead bodies, friendly or foe did not matter.

The unit was hit hard but the push paid off. One squad at the time they breached the shield allowing them to fire directy on the poorly equiped AA-crews.
With the crews of the AAs either raising their hands to the skies or trying to make a run for it Ka-Aver grinned and turned to the shield generator.

"Blow it up."

As men stepped firth blasting the console the shield collapsed around them.

"Thiz iz Ka-Aver to cartel pilotz. Main AA battery over palace iz down. I repeat, inflight recomended."


[member="Tiali Orazio"]
[member="Azreal"]
[member="Cadan Tazi"]
[member="Thrukk Gulpdar"]
[member="Nyx"]

 

[Juliet Varos]

Location: Sleheryon Surface
Objective: Bring justice to the situation.
Enemy of the Hutt Cartel
Ship: N/A
NPC: None needed.
Post Count: 1/20

A squad of slavers held their position away from the raging battle, on a ridge overlooking the field of battle. The Cartel was giving all they had in this invasion, and the slaves knew it. They were just glad to have a comfy position away from the carnage. They were here to get paid, not to get killed.
Then they heard the voice.

"Let me tell you to useful bits of information." The slavers turned to find a man with a bright red mohawk and a serious expression walking towards them, a submachine gun in his hand, and a large case on his back.
"One: Your vile crimes on this planet have earned you a sentence." Before they could react, the man fed one of the belts of bullets wrapped around his chest into a slot in the side of the gun, and pulled back the bolt.
"Two: That sentence is death."
He squeezed the trigger of the gun, and unleashed a hailstorm of bullets on the unarmored slavers. The bullets shredded the criminals, their screams of pain echoing on the battlefield. The man watched them die, and walked to the edge of the ridge, staring at the battle below.
Two groups of criminals, fighting each other. How fitting.
However, the Cartel was the bigger threat to the galaxy, and he would ensure that the battle for this planet was not easy.

The man set down his case, unlatching the sides and opening it. Inside the case lay a large sniper rifle, and he took it out of the case. He lay down on the edge of the ridge, and looked down the scope, adjusting it's zoom.

Spoiler

He spotted a large force of what looked like heavy soldiers, led by a Weequay with a glaive. With a grunt, he centered the scope on one of the enforcers, and pulled the trigger.
Out of the barrel of the sniper rifle came a high-powered laser beam that traveled across the battlefield and to his target, piercing the armor and killing the man inside.
The man grunted in approval and began searching for his next target.

[member="Ka-Aver"]

 

[Flannigan Mcnash]

Location: Orbiting [SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Sleheryon[/SIZE]
Objective: A
Hutt Cartel
NPCs:

Spoiler

One pirate brigade unit
One B2 battlion unit
One B1 battalion unit

Post count: 2
Ships:

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One kossak class destroyer
Two Half fallen class Cruiser
Two Crusader class Corvette

It was if the world had stood still, frozen. The calm before the storm the silence before the hurricane. It was gravelly and had a robotic overtone but was not without human elements. "Prepare yourself for the might of the Hutt Cartel." The ships moved in lock step, he was about 18 inches taller than a normal human, and his features are grossly distorted from the human norm. His chest is overly large, with arms attached by thick knots of muscle at the shoulders, "For there shall be no quarter to our enemies." he prided himself on showmanship, it was a lot like space-wrestling first there was the insults 'I'm the greatest' or 'I'm going to put you in the ground', it got the crowd excited scarred or worried for their hero, it boiled blood in veins emboldening soldiers and citizens, it spoke of the future with a strong stable leadership. But unlike space wrestling this wasn't fake and there would be only one winner.

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The turrets chanted their silent count down, the pillar of fiery smoke and dust, still boiling up from where they had hit or been hit, it was being violently agitated, the debri smattering all close enough to the deadly event. A series of new flashes broke out, lifting and spreading the incandescent radioactive gasses, and then a great gush of laser fire rose. A column of pure light must have rushed up into the vacuum created by the explosion; the next blast of flame, in a lateral sheet, and great rags of fire, changing from red to violet and back through the spectrum to red again.

Fleet Actions:​

kossak class destroyer and Half fallen class cruisers are shooting at the opposing fleet, using the buzz cannon as the main form of projectile, and the two Crusader class Corvettes are moving into position to deal with opposing fighters.