The Wrong Side of Heaven - Republic Invasion of Alderaan (Knights, Padawans, NFUs only)

[Alexis Braend]

Location: Temple Overhang
Enemies: [member="Asher"]

Sounds of fighting filled the air as combatants from both Sith and Jedi grappled over control of the temple. Screams and curses from victors and those vanquished rose at times from the clamor. Unnoticed upon a temple protrusion sat Alexis, her dusty nose scrunched in disgust. She couldn't understand battles like this. They were too obvious. She much preferred her killing to be done in the shadows. Nonetheless, the Sith had paid her to fight on their side, and unless the Jedi offered her a better deal she would honor their arrangement. At least she'd managed to find a place with adequate coverage and a wide range for her to shoot down enemies. If she'd been forced to join the thick of the undulating mass of bodies this wouldn't have been as fun.

A flash of movement caught her eye and Alexis looked down to find that the fight had taken an interesting turn. One of the Jedi had placed himself between two Sith males and their female opponent; chivalry had apparently been resurrected. It was too bad he would soon have an arrow protruding from his back. Gentlemen were so hard to come by these days, and they were the most fun to manipulate. Readying her bow, Alexis drew back the string and took aim. She felt her body relax in time with the familiar motion, making it easier for her to hit her target. With one last deep breath she let the arrow loose. Its small form whistled through the air, seeking a home for the sharp, gleaming tip within the flesh of its target. She smiled. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

 

[Ferian Adair]

LOCATION: Temple Entrance
ALLIES: One Sith | [member="Aleksandr Idruin"] | [member="Kezeroth Barcu"] | [member="Nas Vua"] | [member="Darth Acarus"]
ENEMIES: Whoever

Where the young Idruin came barrelling out of the temple in a furied rush, his appearance as wild as the entrance into the fray, the elder man - one former Sith Lord who gave his name as 'Ferian Adair' - exited the temple in a calm manner, surveying the scene upon the steps of the temple and finding no validity in joining the fight... for the time being. Each 'dance card' was full and fit to burst, and the six-foot-seven K'paur had a particular preference for not sharing his dance partners, outside of his own specific, elective choice to do so. This being the case, he stood with arms folded across his chest in plain stoicism in front of the door, watching and waiting, pale, glacial eyes flitting from ally to intruder and back again, following each move.

Though his eyes were engaged, the rest of him was not. He stood clad not in robes, but comfortable trousers, boots, and a loose-fitting, plain shirt, all underneath the cover of a Warden Cloak, which concealed the extent of the weaponry he carried on his person, and which was an unusual choice in itself for the ancient, given his rather strict preference for the duster he so often travelled in - but where one was familiarity, the other was protection He was, these days, nearly as fallible as the duster he favoured in power, but in knowledge and experience? There, in his mind, he had the upper hand.

So he would watch, and wait, until more opponents showed their unfortunate faces.

 

[The Upright Man]

Location: Temple Accommodation
Allies: One Sith
Enemies: [member="Tugoro Taidarious"] - [member="Di Mancini"]
Objective: Prevent shuttle from taking off - Halt tank advance

Lily kept waiting. The tank line slowly advanced. "Venus," Lily whispered to her sister. Venus inched forward as Lily began to shuffle herself to the right, allowing Venus to take her position. "Choose your target and fire, you know what to hit," Lily said as she clipped the right side of the curtain up, now leaving two openings. Two times the chance of being seen, and exposed to enemy fire. Unlikely from this distance. "Shuttle, forty degrees north east. In the brush, behind enemy line," Venus informed Lily. The bounty hunter shifted her gaze away from her scope and towards the direction she had been informed of. She was right, a shuttle, and a Jedi too. Something about him was familiar. Lily glanced down the scope, her hi-resolutation cybernetic eyes could make out the faint details no organic eye could. She knew him. Nar Shaada. She had been in a brawl with him and another.

"Quick, take the shot!" Venus urged Lily, but she didn't relent. She waited for those crucial, precise moments. She held her breath, continuing to peer down the scope as the crosshairs hovered over the cockpit. Even if she missed, the armor-piercing rounds fired from an anti-material rifle was enough to not only punch a fist-sized hole through a hull of a tank, or shuttle, but to continue to crash through the ship until it would lose its velocity and kinetic energy. "Line your shot, we're zipping out of 'ere," Lily ordered Venus. "Target acquired," Venus said, loading a Guided High Explosive Anti-Tank Tandem. Lily slapped the trigger, as Venus subsequently launched the target-locked rocket. Two tremendous booms were heard coming from their room, the clap of thunder. The curtains blew back. The rocket is a fire-and-forget system, meaning that maintaining lock-on after firing isn't required. Once the vehicle impacts, the shaped warhead pierces the target's armor with the first explosive, the second explosive continues forward to explode inside the compromised area of the vehicle, often killing the occupants.

Lily and Venus stood, heavy weapons held atop their shoulders, they ran for the door into the hallway. An attempt to quickly escape any incoming fire from enemy forces before they could see where the shot at come from. An anti-material rifle with armor piercing rounds towards the shuttle. A guided rocket for the tank line.

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Deleted

 

[Anarya Drast]

Anarya had stopped watching the surrounding area, trying to focus on the upcoming fight and how she would help there when [member="Tugoro Taidarious"] came down. She startled for a moment, calming as she recognized him. "Yet." She replied, knowing full well she may be wrong. The recently appointed knight had other worries to attend to. He had been there to defend Alderaan. But would he show up to retake it? She didn't know. [member="Kian Karr"] maynot show. She hoped that he did, though. She could use the familiar face.

Trouble at the gate. That wasn't good. Perhaps they could..... No. Too many enemies. She's need to find out what to do.

 

[Menoetius]

LOCATION: Temple Depths
ALLIES: [member="Lieutenant Kir"]
ENEMIES: N/A
OBJECTIVE: Defeat Kir in RPS.

The desecrated Jedi temple on Alderaan was home to many artifacts and items of varying power levels. In the previous invasion where the One Sith took control, it happened too quickly to allow for a structured evacuation of the Jedi relics, allowing for them to be salvaged and utilised in the coming efforts of the One Sith. So, whilst the Republic had been preparing for a counterattack, the One Sith had been sifting through the ruins, collecting and researching.

Now, only the inner vestiges of the temple remained to be combed over, a task left to the completely loyal and utterly competent Royal Guard.

Commander Orin sat on a durasteel crate in the very heart of the temple, the crate somehow strong enough to withstand the immense weight of himself and his powered armour. Wearing power armour for a routine salvaging operation was a bit over kill, but the fact was: he and his guardsmen needed to get used to the armour, to adapt to its movement and its capabilities. They were going to be wearing it a lot, after all.

So there Orin sat, whilst the hustle and bustle of guardsmen collecting and moving drowned out the noise of whatever battle may be going on elsewhere within the temple. [member="Lieutenant Kir"] sat opposite him, and they were both engaged in an activity central to overseeing any operation.

"One, two, three, now," Orin stated, a tinge of excitement in his gruff voice. The massive fingers of his powered armour buzzed and whirred as the servos twisted his hand into a fist -- a rock. His eyes darted over to Kir's hand, HUD already highlighting it as important.

 

[Cedric Dorn]

Temple Depths
[member="Commander Orin"]

Kir's fist came up with a parted index and middle finger. He cursed slightly as he realized he'd lost.

Reaction time within the armor was heightened, just as strength and everything else was, but for some odd reason he still couldn't beat a man nearly twice his age in a simple childrens game. Perhaps Orin simply had more luck than he. He scowled, his blue lips hidden by his helmet thankfully so the Commander couldn't make fun of him. Suddenly something crackled over his radio. At first it was difficult to understand, then it became more clear.

“Si...we'....dete.....Jedi.”

The last word was all Kir needed to here. Almost immediately he stood from the Durasteel box that he had situation himself on. Half of the other Royal Guard wearing the same Power Armor as him immediately dropped large boxes of artifacts and records, he cringed slightly as he heard the sound of shattering ceramics.

“Orders sir?” He asked Orin, clearly eager to fight Jedi.

This was not the first time the Power Armored Royal Guardsmen had seen action, not even the first time they had fought force users. It was however the first time they would be fighting Jedi, and for fanatic loyalists, that was something grand.

 

[Corvus Raaf]

Location: Alderaan
Allies: tbc
Enemies: tbc
Objective: Enter Temple and see what can be achieved

Corvus wished she had visited the planet under different circumstances. Once considered a shining star of the Core Worlds, she could see how the wild grasslands and old mountain ranges would be beautiful to explore. Even the ice-rimmed polar seas sounded interesting to visit.

But she was no tourist today. She was, if she considered the sea analogy – out of her depths. She’d volunteered for the assignment. She’d not participated in the recent invasion and felt as though she’d not pulled her weight. Reflecting on her current lack of skills, she wondered what her true fighting weight way – but that sort of thinking would probably get her killed. As would over-playing her few strengths.

Her role was to see if she could gain access to the Temple and see if she couldn’t find something to help the cause. Exactly what was, as yet defined. How she would sneak in was, as yet, undefined. What opposition she might encounter was, as yet, undefined.

For Corvus this was a challenge. She liked facts and certainties. Were it not for her Corellian blood, she wouldn’t be here. The chance remark from [member="Niamh Raste"] to sneak in to the Temple was all it took. The gauntlet was thrown down and she just had to rise to the challenge.

So she sat, well hidden, waiting for some sort of sign that she could enter the Temple. She hoped that once the attack gained momentum that the Sith would not choose to sit inside and miss out on the glory of killing Jedi and would, instead, rush out and engage. That, she figured, was her best chance.

So she remained as patient as that day, all those years ago, when she sat outside the entrance to a cave. That day ended badly, but she kept such thoughts away from her consciousness as she fiddled with the hem of her robes and squeezed the small leather pouch in her pocket.

 

[Kian Karr]

Location: Approaching Temple
Allies: [member="Ashin Varanin"], [member="Corvus Raaf"], [member="Di Mancini"], [member="Anarya Drast"], [member="Tugoro Taidarious"]
Enemies: @One Sith, [member="Lily"] Rose, [member="Darth Acarus"], [member="Nas Vua"], [member="Kezeroth Barcu"], [member="Aleksandr Idruin"], [member="Commander Orin"]
Objective: Seize control of the Temple

Kian Karr closed his eyes and took a slow, deep breath in. The shuttle bucked as they broke atmo and began the descent toward the planets surface. Kian could feel Alderaan around him. He could feel the pain and destruction on the planets surface.....scars from the last time he was here. He had failed then to defend the medical facility, though he had saved all the lives he could. Kian didn't like failure, but he knew that it could sometimes not be avoided. Today, he would once more strive to succeed, strive to act as a Jedi should act, but if he failed he would ensure some good came of it.

Opening his eyes, Kian called out to the nearby soldier. "Open the hatch now." Kian said and stepped toward the bay doors. The officer didn't say anything but quickly thumbed the controls and with a hiss and a massive gust of air, the bay doors breached and opened up. They had already discussed Kian's departure, this was a one way drop-off. Kian leapt through the portal and fell toward the ground below. The pilot had brought them down to within 100 yards of the ground and using the force Kian was able to brace himself. The impact was jarring but nothing more.

Pulling his electrobinoculars from his belt, Kian surveyed the area around him. He could see the temple in the distance and saw the familiar clash and spark of lightsaber combat. He couldn't quite make out who they were, but he could tell that the Jedi were outnumbered. Turning in the other direction he saw [member="Anarya Drast"] leading a small group of padawan's. Kian smiled to himself. He knew with her here the padawans would be in good hands. Turning in another direction he saw [member="Veino Garn"]. Kian was not personally familiar with the rogue knight, but he had met him briefly when the invasion was being prepped. Kian didn't see [member="Tugoro Taidarious"], but he could feel his friend in the force. He had missed his friend and hoped that they would meet up at some point on the planets surface. They hadn't fought together since Carida and Kian knew that he was an invaluable ally to have by your side.

Pulling his com-link from his belt, Kian thumbed the activation and spoke into the secure Republic channel.

"This is Kian Karr, calling all Republic forces assigned to the temple assault," He began as he made his way toward [member="Anarya Drast"], "we have an assault occurring on the steps of the temple. We must get reinforcements there immediately. [member="Veino Garn"], are you able to meet at these coordinates?" Kian said giving the rough coordinates of where [member="Anarya Drast"] and the padawans were. He had a plan. With the assault on the steps, there were already a number of Sith Knights and Acolytes preoccupied. If they could reinforce that line and send in a task force via another route, they could gain a foothold in the temple.

 

[Myra Arceneau Dashiell]

LOCATION: Temple Entrance
ALLIES: One Sith | Aleksandr Idruin | Kezeroth Barcu | Nas Vua | Darth Acarus
ENEMIES: [background=#1a1a1a][member="Corvus Raaf"] [/background]


[background=#1a1a1a]Twin red eyes would glow brightly [/background], as sharp teeth would bare upon the young Jedi Padawan. A large blue tongue would flick as it would get a taste of it's prey. Half a dozen more red eyes would appear, shaggy reptilian bodies peeking from the jungle on towards the Temple.

With over a dozen of the freshly cloned Voxyn, the Countess of Bathory would smirk with wicked delight at the feast that lay upon them for her babies. For her poopsies. A genetic cross between a fero xyn and a vornskr—bothdeadly predators—shaped into being by the sentient Yuuzhan Vongspecies. Designed to hunt and kill the Force-sensitive Jedi of the galaxy, As they were made to kill Jedi, the voxyn could sense Force-sensitives through the Force and had a variety of deadly abilities and tools at their disposal: sonic blasts, flesh–melting acid, disease–coated claws, and a poisonous barbed tail. After creation, voxyn were typically trained by the Yuuzhan Vong hunt Jedi in a multitude of environments with cloned Ysalamiri, as well as how to avoid various hazards. Measuring a meter high and over four meters in length, the carnivorous voxyn were fast and agile on their eight legs.

A fearsome predator --- the leader that would now be focused upon the padawan entering the Temple.

That smirk would curve into a wolfish grin.

"Time for a hunt." she'd coo to the rest of her brethren, a mixture of Yuuzhan Vong Slayers, One Sith Knights and Acolytes, and hardened soldiers. Off in the distance, Firebreathers and a contingent of Vong perched upon Rakamat would soon arrive.

Dashing forward two of the Voxyn went down the hill and in a zig zag pattern to make it towards the young Jedi Padawan. As Voxyn had the ability to completely hide their presence from Force Sensitives, preventing them from being noticed. So when the first Voxyn came flanking the other with the Padawan in between them, it was the first to attack. It emitted sonic blast from their snouts, and this blast sent a compression wave that could potentially temporarily disable the padawan's hearing, make her feel nauseous and shatter eardrums.

While the other came up from behind, ready to pounce.

 

[Tugoro Taidarious]

Location: Space above Alderaan
Objective: Regroup with Wraith Squadron
Enemies: One Sith
Allies: [member="Niamh Raste"]

Tugoro stared blankly, sitting quietly in the orbital shuttle that had taken off. Through the force, he had felt [member="Kian Karr"]'s arrival, it seemed as if the two had missed each other as they made their own ways to their own battle. Having signed up to fly in Wraith Squadron, the young Padawan would eventually meet the pilots out in space, who were already flying in the dark vacuum of space. Or so he thought. Beads of sweat began to drip off of the boy's forehead, a wave of uneasiness wafting over him. Gritting his teeth in anger, the young Padawan could not help but feel frustrated at his feelings of nervousness. It was only his second battle, even though he had participated in many conflicts. The hum of the shuttle's engine would begin to get louder as it's speed increased.

Strike Squad had also been called into action, the three key members of the group already out exploring the forests and area near the Sith taken temple. Viktor, equipped with his trusty sniper rifle, would regroup with his leader, Rusher, who was preparing to move out once again. "Viktor, I need you to set yourself up at an angle of elevation. Mahrik, you're with me. Let's move out!" The soldier would bark, before unholstering his dual blaster pistols. The heavy weapons expert known as Mahrik, that had recently gotten a robotic limb, who nod silently, before moving out to approach on [member="Corvus Raaf"]'s location. Examining the radar HUD, Rusher would spot the young female Padawan who had taken it upon herself to wait for her chance, while hidden. Unfortunately for her, the @Countess of Bathory had creatures capable of sensing force sensitives. Having set himself up upon a grassy ridge, Suppressor would deploy his tripod, before looking through the scopes of his long range sniper. Catching a glimpse of one of the creatures, the man would begin to unload on it, aiming for the Voxyn's head that had begun to roar.

 

[Corvus Raaf]

Location: Alderaan
Allies: [member="Ashin Varanin"] [member="Di Mancini"] [member="Anarya Drast"] [member="Tugoro Taidarious"] [member="Veino Garn"] [member="Kian Karr"]
Enemies: tbc
Objective: Enter Temple and see what can be achieved

Corvus did what came naturally now when waiting. She used the available time to feel what the Force was telling her – allowing her senses to radiate outwards.

And there it was. A feeling she hadn’t encountered since the first time she’d met @Tracyn. It was a dead feeling – as though the Force could not penetrate something or someone. At first she was a little excited. Perhaps Tracyn had come to help out? But she discounted this theory quickly. After what they had been though together, he would have said.

So she considered the options. Her second thought was that it was one – no make that up to six – clone assassins. They were skilled at masking themselves from Jedi and Sith alike through the discipline of Teräs Käsi. Except two could play at that game. Her time with Tracyn had been unorthodox for sure, but not without benefit.

His ability to teach her the ancient martial art had been fruitful. Of late, she’d not had anyone to practice with, thus limiting her advancement (he was a master of the discipline after all) but she was able to close her mind to the Force, effectively deadening her presence. Of course this had two major drawbacks. She couldn’t use the Force whilst in this state and they would find her by more mundane means anyway – she was still visible after all.

Hoping her actions gained her at least some time, she decided to move towards the Temple, hoping that one of the ships above or one of the Jedi that now appeared to be fighting the Sith on the steps became aware of her.

Coming unarmed to a major skirmish was proving a very, very bad idea.

 

[Garza]

Location - inside the temple
Allies - all One Sith at or near the temple
Enemies - all Jedi
Objective - Wake the feth up!

Dreaming of a nice date with my girlfriend was not hard. Ever since our first date, I kept seeing what we did over and over again. Expierancing everything as though I was there a second time. And it was nice. Very nice. It changed when the ground beneath me shook and rumbled. It stopped as soon as it started. I questioned it for a second when it shook again. I could feel my body move. I left it alone a second time.

Looking to Aerin as suddenly it shook once more for me to end up spasicly trying to get up from the floor which I had fallen to. Looking around sirens were going off, and ships flew by my room. My eyes opened wide as I got geared up. Since I wore only slack shorts for my PJ's I slipped on a shirt and then went to my closet where I pulled on my wyvern gear pulling out my weapons and straping my belt on, I took my headband and slid it over my forehead and pulled with the force all the laid out weapons in the room to fly to their respective places on my belt. Slinging a sniper rifle over m back, and taking a grip of the F-10 shotgun ready for action.

I started to walk out when I could clearly see people outside walking, running, even riding towards the temple. I shook my head and set my shotgun down to pull out the slugthrower sniper. Adjusting the scope to have a max zoom. I took aim at a woman who was not carrying any visible weapons. ([member="Corvus Raaf"], ) and smiled as I pulled the trigger. Willing the bullet to slam onto her upper body mass. On her left side, right where the heart would be.

 

[Corvus Raaf]

Location: Alderaan
Allies: [member="Ashin Varanin"] [member="Di Mancini"] [member="Anarya Drast"] [member="Tugoro Taidarious"] [member="Veino Garn"] [member="Kian Karr"]
Enemies: [member="Countess of Báthory"] [member="Nickolas Imura"]
Objective: Enter Temple and see what can be achieved

Corvus realised the situation too late. She hadn’t gone more than a couple of feet into the clearing when an ear-splitting howl overwhelmed her. She fell to the ground as the pain seared through her skull. Her eardrums could well have been shattered, such was the force of the blast. It would be hours before she found out – assuming she survived. She wasn’t even aware of the other creature about to pounce.

She was also overcome by a feeling of nausea and as she landed on the ground she vomited.

If this cloud had a silver lining, it was the fact that the slug that should have removed her heart only took a chunk out of her upper arm, as the marksman’s aim could not have taken into account the sudden fall that was forced upon her.

 

[Myra Arceneau Dashiell]

LOCATION: Temple Entrance
ALLIES: One Sith | [member="Aleksandr Idruin"] | [member="Kezeroth Barcu"] | [member="Nas Vua"] | [member="Darth Acarus"] | [member="Nickolas Imura"]
ENEMIES: [member="Corvus Raaf"] [member="Tugoro Taidarious"]


The genetically-created creatures were remarkably durable and difficult to kill, due in part to their ability to heal quickly. Voxyn could survive being pinned beneath a metal bulkhead, even if their torso was crushed almost flat. Additionally, they could survive the blast caused by thermal detonators and could function well even with the loss of limbs and chunks of flesh. A Jedi's lightsaber, which could typically cut through most things, had trouble cutting through a voxyn's foot, though a lightsaber could still kill a voxyn. The creatures' scales could also occasionally deflect a blaster bolt.

But not this day -- the angle of the sniper shot would manage to burst through a weak point in the scales. This was one dead puppy.

The head of the first Voxyn exploded in a mass of purple blood. Voxyn blood, when exposed to air, became a neurotoxin that smelled like smoke and ammonia and had a detrimental effect on humanoid lungs that could potentially take over a day to fully heal.

Hopefully the Jedi would stand downwind.

The second Voxyn, would then move to strike, it's hindquarters bunching as it would leap towards the Jedi Padawan in an attempt to pin her down while she was discombobulated.

Meanwhile, the other Vong would be handling the rest of the Voxyn, sending them out to the hunt. Cyrena on the other hand, would be watching curiously from her perch, hidden among the jungle.

Now where did that sniper shot come from?

Her attention would be driven towards discovering the other Jedi Padawan who had killed the new 'babies.'

 

[Veino Garn]

Location: Temple
Objective: Take the temple
Allies: [member="Corvus Raaf"], [member="Anarya Drast"], [member="Ashin Varanin"], [member="Asher"]
Enemies: [member="Countess of Báthory"] [member="Ferian Adair"] [member="Darth Acarus"] [member="Nas Vua"] @Aleksander Idruin @Lily
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Veino looked ahead and saw the lightsabers began to flash on the steps, and was that an arrow? An actual arrow? He had no idea this was going to be so old school. He turned as the Jedi [member="Kian Karr"] spoke to him, and asked if he could rendezvous. He activated his comlink, now capable of accessing secure Republic frequencies, and then paused. There was danger, and a deadness, off in the woods, where he had just sensed Light and Dark. There had been no death though. He frowned,

"I'm already there, actually. Just need to make a sweep through those woods. Something's not right in there." He slipped the comlink away, and turned the speeder.

"Hey, Jedi!" Veino turned as one of the infantry troops called over to him, hurrying forward with an extra rifle. Veino frowned, confused.

"Yeah? Something up?" The man shook his head, and tossed the Valor blaster to him. Veino caught it, and sling the strap across his shoulder. It'd been a while since he'd trained with blasters, but they were basic enough. He should be fine.

"Them Vong things," The man spat, "Need a little more than a lightsaber to handle. Don't want to get in that close, you know?" He gave a half salute, and headed off, calling over his shoulder, "Give us an entrance, Jedi, and we'll clear the building." Veino nodded and began to maneuver his way through the rumbling tanks and infantry loaded for bear. Or, Vong, to be precise.

Once clear of the tanks, he hit the accelerator and shot forward towards the woods, slowing down once he entered to maneuver in and out of the trees. Then he heard the roar, and he braked, turned, turned, and accelerated again towards the origin, and he saw a young Jedi padawan, hardly more than 15 or 16, collapse under a combined assault of Vong hybrids, a slug, and a Sith entourage.

His stomach dropped. He was outnumbered here. Probably also outgunned. But he couldn't just leave the girl there alone. Enough Jedi had already been captured or killed. He set his jaw, and dove into the pool of the Force, freezing his focus in a steely determination. He shrugged the rifle around to rest it on the handlebars of the speeder. He squeezed the trigger on both the rifle and speeder, spraying the area above the Padawan with laser fire, and then arcing it around towards the group of Sith and Vong.

Fear knotted itself in his stomach, and he tried to soothe it away. It lessened, but still remained. He let it float to the back of his mind, and sent the speeder forward towards them again, weaving between the trees and shrubs, aiming for the second Voxyn, and unleashed all the blaster bolts he could manage.

He sent a mental nudge to [member="Kian Karr"]. He was going to need some assistance and probably a medical team. He wasn't skilled enough yet at healing to cover all of the damage she looked like she had sustained.

 

[Matreya]

Asher flinched under the blow, but pushed it down and away from his form, then cringed under the impossibly loud roar. This was a bad idea, Asher thought. Moving forward with his saber now dual held, above his head at a 45 degree angle. Djem So, a technique he was relatively new to, but would best suit his form.

Lucky for Asher, the beast would believe he faced a simple human.

"We are here to free this planet from the grasp of the Sith. Leave while the time is good." Asher called.

At the last second, through a simple reflection on a nearby pane of glass, Asher spotted the incoming arrow, spun, cut it in half, before finishing the spin to bring himself to the former position.

[member="Nas Vua"] [member="Alexis Braend"]

 

[Flint Dexen]

Location: Temple Entrance
Objective: Claim the temple and engage all hostiles
Allies: the Republic
Enemies: the One Sith

Alderaan was a beautiful planet. The bloody battles that Alderaan was having to endure simply did not match its scenery. Flint had been on a mission to the Outer Rims, and during his leave of absence from the Republic, the Republic had lost some serious territorial ground. And apparently Sith were already back into the swing of things, having recovered from their empire's fall at Dromund Kaas some time ago.

Flint had just arrived at the battle scene, where things seemed to be happening at a rapid pace. The Jedi Knight had decided to wear a brown cloak over his typical Jedi tunic, and he strode calmly forward as the battle raged on. Clearly the Republic was already taking some heavy damage. Off in the distance, Flint saw what appeared to be an injured padawan ([member="Corvus Raaf"]), a Jedi Knight ([member="Veino Garn"]), and among others engaging in combat against the Sith and their minions. Quickly pointing his finger at the injured padawan, Flint ordered his squadron of troops to go help aid the Jedi in combat, and to help treat the injured. Blaster rifles firing, Flint's group of a dozen Republic troops began running towards the bunch. They had bacta patches with them, that could help treat injuries.

Flint himself however continued on forward, towards the temple. Clearly it would be very difficult for the Republic forces to claim the temple without defeating all enemies guarding it.

"Come out and fight, you fething cowards!" he yelled towards the general direction of the temple, increasing the volume of his voice thanks to aid from the Force, hoping to lure out anyone interested in fighting against the Jedi. ([member="Commander Orin"] [member="Lieutenant Kir"]) After all, victory would not be achieved by only taking out Sith's minions.

 

[Menoetius]

LOCATION: Temple Corridors
ALLIES: [member="Lieutenant Kir"]
ENEMIES: [member="Flint Dexen"]
OBJECTIVE: Defend the Temple

"Aha, bad luck, Lieutena-" Orin's mocking speech was cut off by the frenzied, albeit distorted, cries of someone over his radio. Jedi? Here? Another counter-attack, Orin concluded. He was off the crate in a mere second, hefting up his huge S-11 in both hands. If the Jedi thought they could take back this temple, they were mistaken. Two squads of Royal Guards would not let that happen. They numbered just twenty-four, but they made up for that in nine foot tall powered armour.

The Commander took only a second to provide Kir with the orders he sought. "Lieutenant, you and I are going to take Aurek squad to the entrance, destroying any infiltrators along the way. We must defend this temple." He then turned to face the central chamber and the guardsmen within, simultaneously opening a comm channel with whichever royal guards weren't in the chamber. "Aurek squad, form up on me immediately. Besh squad, notify any friendly forces in the area of the situation and set up traps within this chamber. After which, regroup with us at the temple entrance. Move out."

Orin marched towards the chamber's entrance, waiting momentarily for the lumbering royal guards to form up. They were all armed to the teeth, an intimidating sight indeed. They numbered twelve in total, hopefully more than enough to bring down a Jedi.

And then they marched in formation through the temple's corridors, ducking when necessary to fit under doorways. Just as they neared the temple's entrance, a voice met Orin's suit sensors. He grinned, calling out, "Looks like our first victim." They continued to march forward, Orin leading them towards the entrance and beyond that, Flint's location which had been triangulated by the suit's sensors.

 

[Cedric Dorn]

LOCATION: Temple Exit
ALLIES: [member="Commander Orin"]
ENEMIES: [member="Flint Dexen"]
OBJECTIVE: Defend the Temple

They moved quickly, the Royal Guard always did. In their Power Armor they seemed to trundle along, causing small quakes in the ground as they ran. Each member of Aurek squad held one of the massive S-11 Sonic rifles, each one was ready to kill. They moved quickly, finding the source of the voice in to time at all and breaching the entrance of the temple in no time.

Twelve Massive Power Armored figured breached the entrance of the Temple.

Each one stood nearly ten feet tall clad in red painted armor, each one immediately leveled their rifle at the Jedi in front of them, their barrels pointing at [member="Flint Dexen"]. They didn't hesitate, they didn't wait for petty speeches or bandied words. These were Royal Guardsmen, the elite of the elite.

The twelve men aimed their rifles, and fired.

Kir was one of them. As soon as he reached the exit Kir raised his rifle, putting the massive weapon to his shoulder, aiming it at the Jedi, and then pulling the trigger. The massive Sonic Bolt, unblockable by lightsabers loosed itself from his weapon in an instant, flying with precise aim towards the young Jedi.