Public Tuskan Nights

[Kebii'kara Solus]

CURRENT QUEST - An Ounce of Prevention...
Immediate Goals -
1: Get back to Anchorhead!
2: Understand the situation (ONGOING)
2.1: Understand why the Jedi are here
2.2: Understand why Laphisto is here.
3: End the raids between the Tusken Tribes and the Farmers.

FRIEND(s) - Unknown

FOE(s) - Unknown

TARGETING ACTION(s) - OPEN COMMS || Kuwana Ishaati || Laphisto || Kes Stag

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Depending on whether or not she was raised since birth amoround Force Users, or were subject to the pranks of their younglings, she made a critical error. Tugging on a Mandalorian's armor, let alone a Lasat, was a bad idea - and Kebii demonstrated by the deft riposte of her own Force Aura. Like an unseen tendril, the Force spooled and struck the Jedi Padawan in the diaphragm, before resting equally unseen on her lightsaber arm.

One tense clock tick. Two. Beviin the pale-scaled drakeling snarled, perched atop the Lasat's helm like a living, impromptu turban, and preparing to render forth a natural-born blasterbolt from her gullet in kind.

"Very well." The Mandalorian answered. "Who I had contacted, Geena and Tyme, are my Astromech and Medical Utility Droid respectively," she began, before gesturing with her thumb back at the settlement the two departed from. "The biggest Force Presence in Anchorhead currently is one Laphisto, current Commander of the Laphisto Order, who is aligned with the Empire." next, she gestured vaguely to the heavens. "Up there, is a Jedi Cruiser, and you can sense more Jedi coming." Then she looked at the Jedi, a question harsh and cutting. "Would your Masters prefer both Tusken and Settler to be caught in a skirmish between the forces of the Empire and the Alliance respectively?"

 

[Laphisto]

Laphisto listened to Kes Stag , a hand grasping his chin in thought as he examined the weapons that he had brought and made his counterargument against them, as well as providing an extra bonus for choosing his business as opposed to Laphisto's. a small chuckle rolled from his throat and he gave a small nod to each point the Mandalorian made. and when it was time for his turn to speak Laphisto did just that

" you make a fair point vod, however." reaching onto his side, Laphisto Grabbed his Broad Saber [ Images found here, and here due to images in sub being broken]. Igniting his blade, he quickly brought it up against the rifle, pressing firmly against the barrel. and to everyone's surprise the weapon did not break, nor did it melt for roughly seven minuets before the metal began to heat up glowing red hot and then the blade finally dipped into the metal, in which laphisto quickly pulled away. and exposed the cooling metal to the crowed.

when laphisto turned to face the crowd the sigil of clan ordo was more clear brandished on the right shoulder of his armor. the weapon once damaged slowly began to regenerate itself" who needs maintenance when the weapon does it for you? near impervi-" laphisto was cut off at the sudden brawl between Veikis and Tia Moonrus, his eyes flashing a teal blue as he peered into and at them through the force with a small rumble escaping his throat as he responded " no, not in the slightest"

the pit crew around the Conquests agenda remained in visible sight of Kebii'kara Solus 's droids, should they decide to approach the crew and the soldiers standing guard. with laphisto gone the best way to get ahold of him would be direct comunica or through the soldiers on guard

Kuwana Ishaati Sunyia

 

[Kuwana Ishaati]

TAG: Kebii'kara Solus

Kuwana had sensed the presence of The Force around Kebi, but when she used if on the Padawan it was confirmed. She regretted being so forceful, her Master woukd have urged she calm herself. She listened as the Lasat mentioned a Laphisto and that he had an order of His own.
“Are you certain this Laphisto intends peace between Tuskan and Farmer? I have never heard of his Sect.”
When Kebi put ot her about this being what her Masters would prefer she wasn’t sure if that was rhetorical question, but she answered anyway,
“I do not understand why other Jedi have arrived. I am in the dark. And it seems it is best I start with this.. I apologize. My hostility towards you is not merely because Mandos and Jedi have a history, I.. I have great deal on my mind..”
She wanted to tell The Lasat she had met her Father for the first time in her life and that he was a Sith Lord, and that there were stirrings in her blood, a temper thT once she thought was under control, but now was seeping out. She hated that something had been triggered in her, hate.. a Jedi is not suppose to hate.. she found herself lowering her head in a deep sigh.
“I choose to believe you want peace.. you take point. Where can we meet this Laphisto?”

 

[Tia Moonrus]

The Jedi making a swiel around her hand punched the Darklimg in the jaw, throwing him off the roof and into a pile of wheat. She then leapt into the air and landed beside it. This Darksider had quite the mouth, and he seemed ro derie pleasure for a beating. Standing with his humming blue blade she waited for the wheat stack to stir, her eyes looking over to Mando and a new arrival who were outfitting the farmers with weapons.
She was going to walk over to them both when she felt something, like beats of a Krayt Dragon’s heart that skipped. She saw a puff of smoke and green light, and then another and another.
“Oh no.. Nightsisters.”
She nudged the wheat stack with her thigh.
“Hey, Darkling we have trouble. Get your head out of wheat, witches are here.”
It was a bizarre notion to seek the help of a Sith. But Nightsisters were a enemy both Jedi and Sith had shared. Besides truth be told she kinda like that this Darksider had some spunk. They would need it to fight Witches.

 

[Sunyia]

TAG: Kes Stag Laphisto

The Nightsisters moved in the Magick loops, traveling in great bursts of glowing green light and smoke till they were now upon the Settlers. Sunyia took out a long carved smooth stone, and chanted,
“nagi'tanka! nagi'tanka! (the Force twice)”
Forming from the smooth stone was a long burning peridot tail of energy that she snapped with a flick of her wrist. The other sisters were already attacking Farmers, taking some into the Ichor tunnels and dropping them off roofs and stabbing some with stone knives.
Seeing the Mandalorian she disappeared into the Magick tunnel and dropped near him as she kicked the crate of rifles over and swung the whip over her hesd and shouted,
“net'dahe mate! Death to intruders!”
The Other Sisters sprung into the chaos of people and took more Farmers and threw them against the walls of their stone huts.

 

[Kes Stag]

Location: Tatooine
Objective: Farmland Fury - Make a Tidy Profit
Tags: Focus - Veikis Tia Moonrus Laphisto | Kuwana Ishaati Kebii'kara Solus

"Heaven offers nothing that the mercenary soul can desire"
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The word vod left a sour taste in Kes' mouth. It was only then he noticed the sigil of Clan Ordo on Laphistos, shoulder. Kes' own armour was devoid of any clan markings, instead a half scratched out pirate marking sat in place of a sigil. Still, this was no place to lament his distaste for the clans, he was in the middle of a business transaction. They also did have bigger problems in front of them.

Kes turned his head to the farmers, many of whom had retrieved their own weapons and were looking on cautiously at the lightsaber duel before them. He watched as Tia tossed the Sith aside and he let out a brief chuckle. As the fight came to a close his eyes darted to the green light in the distance. Kes had no patience for the space magic that force users used nor could he recognise it. It was only when the Jedi mentioned witches he had some inkling of what was happening around them. More low mutters from the farmers about what was transpiring ahead of them.

"Got no patience for Jedi. Or Sith. Or Imperial Knights. Or anyone who likes to twiddle their fingers and make shit move with their mind." He muttered.

In an instant chaos broke out but Kes stood unmoving, watching the farmers being descended upon by the witches all around. He turned to Laphisto "Well, it appears time for me to cut my losses." he said before moving to grab the duffel bag of rifles he had brought with him. Kes would stay out of the squabbles of Jedi and Sith if he could help it, they tended not to be the type interested in buying blasters which made them very poor customers.

Before he could even reach the bag though the witch appeared before him and she cracked her whip. The whip made contact square across the chest and sent him to the floor before he knew what hit him, the sound of the whip connecting with his beskar echoing across the empty desert. Kes immediately rolled backwards into a crouch, taking a few deep breaths as the wind was knocked out of him.

"Bad mistake Miss gobbledygook, didn't have a problem with ya until now." he said gritting his teeth, his laboured breaths heard between each word. He pulled out his blaster pistol and fired a volley of shots right towards the witch.

 

[Kebii'kara Solus]

CURRENT QUEST - An Ounce of Prevention...
Immediate Goals -
1: Get back to Anchorhead!
2: Understand the situation (ONGOING)
2.1: Understand why the Jedi are here
2.2: Understand why Laphisto is here.
3: End the raids between the Tusken Tribes and the Farmers.

FRIEND(s) - Unknown

FOE(s) - Unknown

TARGETING ACTION(s) - Tia Moonrus || Veikis || Sunyia || Kuwana Ishaati || Laphisto || Kes Stag

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"He'd better." Kebii snarled. She too did not wish to hate, or to act in anger - such would go against the tenants of the Sunstar Order, her home for much of her life. Such actions caused more hurt, more destruction, and a spiral that would lead to one's own destruction. Yet she also couldn't deny the gradual rise in blood pressure as she sensed conflict, not mere tension, outright blades being drawn. "Your apology is accepted, Miss Kuwana." Kebii exhaled, turning once more using the telepathic bond she had with her pale-scaled drakeling to soothe her reptilian companion. "Perhaps I may help alleviate what burdens your mind... after we alleviate Anchorhead of-" The Jedi Padawan could sense the mood turn, if not in Anchorhead then certainly within the drakeling and the Lasat.

Whether by the yank of a meaty armored arm, or the absentminded tug of the Force, the Lasat remained silent and padded across the sand until she beheld the utter kark-fest that was occuring in the town. She found her Astromech and Utility Droid - Geena and Tyme - speaking to a group of Lilaste footmen in order to speak to Laphisto properly. Mostly Geena, as the impromptu duels between Jedi, Sith, and now Magick-wielders had prompted Tyme to bravely hide behind the Astromech to "let the Force Users sort themselves out."

As if that wasn't bad enough - she saw two impromptu weapons vendors, one wearing beskar'gam, and one belonging to Laphisto himself. She could forgive her fellow Mandalorian - those without Clan or House had to rely upon themselves, and House Solus was prodigious in the fashioning of beskar and weaponry. The leader of an order she had looked up to, she had hoped would provide a true and unbiased view of the Force, the talent she was soaked in - pawning pistols and rifles like a Hutt-backed huckster?!

If Kuwana was mad at the prospect of being dragged into a disaster by a Mandalorian, Kebii'kara was furious. "Cover your ears." she grunted an aside to the Padawan, the only warning she got before the Lasat inhaled, raised her fire-staff and let it fire a roar of plasma, and amplified her voice through the Force. "Everyone calm the feth down!" That had hopefully gotten everyone's attention, and while she had, she went in chiefly on the trio - Jedi, Magick-user, and someone very dark. "You three, take it outside the city limits!" Kebii barked in a voice that demanded attention, and she narrowed in on the Mandalorian, and spoke further in Mando'a to address her wayward kinsman. "<<Cousin, we all try to survive - step back, step into the cantina. Things might get hairy between Jetti and wannabe Jetti. Not out of dishonor, but for the sake of your merchandise.>>" She nodded at the crates, though the lingering disgust was still there. "<<We're all trying to make credits these days, I'd rather part richer as friends then poorer as enemies.>>" but to the draconic leader of the Lilaste Order, she delivered her quietest and coldest remark, the Force carrying her words like an ill-omened dart to the forehead. "That goes for you too, sir. Step inside the Cantina. We need to talk."

Refocusing her attention on the trio that would cause problems, the blond Jedi, the Witch, and the mysterious Dar'Jetti, Kebii turned to Kuwana. "So, do you want to talk to your... coworker, and let me handle the other two?"

 

[Laphisto]

Laphisto was more than willing to let the Jedi and the Sith fight one another; unfortunately, it wasn't his business, and it was all too common. but in the midst of a town full of innocents? That, unfortunately enough, was slightly out of line. Warriors fighting one another was one thing, but getting innocents involved was crossing the line. With a slight rumble, Laphisto kept his blade drawn and began to approach Veikis and Tia Moonrus, moving to put himself between the two to either stop their fighting or push them from the city to ensure no one got hurt in their little spit. Jedi and sith fighting had done enough harm to the galaxy and if he could stop at least some of that then he would

at least, that was until Sunyia and the other witches got involved. At first, he wasn't too sure what to do about them. The Lilaste order had once had a night sister named Serrin within its ranks. But the moment the witches began to kill farmers, Laphisto gave a slight hiss. seeing Kes Stag grab his gear and prepare to flee Laphisto gave a soft whistle " Vod, I have a hefty paycheck with your name on it if you stay and fight " Grabbing one of the weapons from the crate, he tossed it to a nearby farmer before kicking the box over and letting the weapons spill to the ground, grabbing at both his comlink and shouting to the farmers nearby, "Grab a weapon, defend yourselves!. Soldiers of the order take up position to protect the innocent and -"

He was cut off by Kebii'kara Solus , a hiss rolling from his throat before grabbing at the lone ear on his head. His sensitivity to loud sounds shows slightly. His ear pins back on his head as he looks to the last. This time, for sure, he was well and genuinely glaring at the girl, but not in a cold manner, more so in the aspect of a commander looking at a subordinate. If the fighting between the witches, sith, and Jedi halted, he would take up a calm demeanor as he spoke. Though if Kebi didn't manage to stop the fighting, then laphisto offensively held himself, the force flashing in his eyes as he prepared to strike one of the Dathomire witches down. " if we talk, we do so here, Miss Solus. these people need protecting, and I will not stand idly by and let them be slaughtered."

 

[Halitus Veikis]

TAG: Kebii'kara Solus Laphisto Kes Stag

The First Son fell into the wheat, and laid there a moment. He knew there would not be much time to enjoy this rest, when to his surprise, The Jedi did not leap upon him like a sack but then urged him to rise and face witches. In the soab of his landing on this dust ball he had dined with farmers, seen an arms deal, been punched by the prettiest Jedi he had ever seen, and now witches?!
Veikis rose out of the wheat grain, and dusted himself off, he saw the women poofing arouhd in clouds od smoke and green soarkling dust.
‘That must be the witches.’ He thought.
Then there was a loud voice that came with a fore ball in the sky. What was this a Shaman? How many freaks in the Force had gathered at this middle of the nowhere place. Then the Voice took shape and it was a Mandalorian?! What in the farrik was happening here?
The First Son turned to Tia Moonrus
“So you know who or what that is?”
He looked at the Blond hairs that cascaded down like rays of lihjy, he could not help but stare, even if she had delivered quite the sucker punch to his face. Truth is he liked it, that was the way he felt a warped sense of interest and passion, being hurt. Conditioned by his training as a Vrapas Sith he had turned pain, no pleasure into the reward system in his brain for dopamine. The benefit is the more someone hurt him, the less pain he felt and then.. he could become invincible for a few moments before his pain receptors realizing the trick and would kick in.
For the moment he controlled the throbbing in his cheek and jaw.

 

[Tia Moonrus]

TAG: Kebii'kara Solus Laphisto

The Jedi watched as the witches used their craft to inflict harm on the Farmers. She reaches out at one and threw her into a wall, and lifted some rocks that she pelted another. Then a great voice ahot up with a flame, she felt it as much as heard it. The Daek Jedi’s question of who approached was as lingering as his look, he was young and a Darksider, so she ignored his intereat in that manner.
“I am not sure, we best cease hostilities and find out.”
The Bride of Ashla stepped forward in her armor, deactivating her lightsaber and tying it to her belt. She held out her arms as if in prayer, this was a gesture pf peace and yet it gave her the perfect angle to summon a whirlwind and strike at any who were determined to take advantage. To her delight the Darksider followed like a puppy, and she sensed his actions were more in self preservation than a deep seated hostility towards her. Rather the opposite was true, his looks belied that he had other intentions than harm. Her chief concern was these Wirches, who spun around like the twisting sands and had already injured some farmers, perhaps fatally.
“I am Jedi Knight Tia Moonrus, and in name of The Keepers of Peace I urge that you listen to The Voice heralded by the flame. No more need die..”
She approached the Mando with the firestaff. Beside her was one who wore Jedi Robes, a young girl.
“Greetings Sister.”

 

[Sunyia]

TAG: Kebii'kara Solus Kes Stag Laphisto

Sunyia was about to strike the Mando across the neck, when a loud voice shook her mind and she saw a ball of flame rise into the sky. Turning she saw two pf her sisters had been taken down by tue Goldielocks, there was now only three of them to fight so many. She entered the magick tunnel of green light and appeared on a roof.
Her two remains sisters joined her,
“There can be no peace! Long as you harvest the land that is sacred without care and use up the precious resources, we will fight!”
A horn blew in the distance, Sunyia smiling,
“The Tuskans have come!”
There was a loud gutteral “art-art” like the sound od animal that filled the air, farmers began to panic and grab rifles. Women and children took up residence in Anchorhead’s gates and buildings.
The Nightsister looked at the Harvesters running amok and smiled.
At last the reckoning had come.

 

[Kuwana Ishaati]

TAG: Kebii'kara Solus
Laphisto Kes Stag

Kuwana was disoriented by what she saw, women in scarlet moving about in teleportation, a Dark Jedi who was on good terms with a Jedi? The Jedi who was now in agreement with Kebii'kara Solus and the sound of a horn, and the words of this Witch that The Tuskans had arrived. It was a clusterfarrik, with all different pieces on the board and the danger growing with each second. When Kebi askss if she should tend to the fellow Jedi, and her the Dark One and The Witch Leader, ahe only could respond,
“I.. I don’t know.”
She was a Padawan, and now was in the middle of the strangest convergence of different sects she had ever seen. But taking a breath she noticed the Dark Sider, no.. could it be?!
She turned to Kebi,
“That Dark One is a Sith names Veikis. I know him and he is.. well a handful. I say we make peace with my ‘Co-Worker’ to neautralize him.”
As for the Witches, she had no idea how catch people that could teleport out of a net or any other form of captivity.

 

[Kes Stag]

Location: Tatooine
Objective: Farmland Fury - Make a Tidy Profit
Tags: Veikis Tia Moonrus Laphisto Kuwana Ishaati Kebii'kara Solus

"Heaven offers nothing that the mercenary soul can desire"
​

Kes was taken aback as the Witch disappeared before his eyes and he lowered his blaster pistol. All around chaos continued to erupt. He turned to the duffel bag when Laphisto's promise of a hefty sum came in, perhaps this wouldn't be a loss after all. He stood upright and pulled out his vibromachete in his other hand.

"You've got yourself a deal, just don't call me vod."

Before he could enter the fray a loud voice boomed across the settlement. The other Mandalorian and he was quick to notice Laphisto's eyes narrow down at her. He strode to the force users side as she spoke out to them, demanding they enter the cantina. It was after Laphisto spoke that Kes raised his blaster pistol and pointed it right at the Mandalorian.

"You're not the one paying my bills 'cuz', your boss is." Kes' voice flared with hostility, Kes perfectly understood the Mando'a but chose to reply in basic. "And don't pretend you know what I am. If you value your own life then don't get in my way." Kes turned his blaster pistol back to the Witch who was now on the rooftop of one of the settlement's buildings watching the chaos below. The sound of a Tusken raiding party's horn echoed in the air. "So that's your game." Kes said only realizing now why all the chaos was orchestrated at the settlement, wipe out everyone in one fell swoop.

"I'll take care of the natives." he said to Laphisto, his jetpack sputtered to life propelling him to a nearby rooftop. He holstered his blaster pistol and pulled out the sniper rifle from his back and aimed it towards the sound of the Tusken horn. Like clockwork he ranged his rifle out to it's effective range and rested the barrel on a raised part of the roof. The witches seemed to disappear whenever he took aim but the Tuskens? Well as far as he was concerned the sand people weren't much good at teleporting.

 

[Kebii'kara Solus]

CURRENT QUEST - Shadows over Anchorhead
Immediate Goals -
1: Protect the Civilians!
2: Understand the situation (???)
3: End the raids between the Tusken Tribes and the Farmers.

FRIEND(s) - Kuwana Ishaati

FOE(s) - Veikis & Sunyia

TARGETING ACTION(s) - Tia Moonrus || Veikis || Sunyia || Kuwana Ishaati || Laphisto || Kes Stag

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War-horns, battle cries for the sake of the planet, and a whole lot of poodoo hitting the fan. Another tuesday for a Mandalorian, as she grunted and chose her targets. Silently, she nodded to Kuwanna, with a brief "Make it so." before bounding after the Night Sister. As soon as the first farmer fell, she shoved her morals aside for unbridled zealotry. Rather than succumb to the uncontrolled rage so common among the Dar'Jetti, the Paragons of the Sunstar Order and Duality helped temper rage into righteous action, adrenaline into pulse-borne focus. As the clear winds whipped around her, a single lance of laserfire seared into an outcropping where Tusken sharpshooters lay prone. Between the Mandalorian, the Jedi, and those of the Lilaste Order that came with the Conquest's Agenda, the Tuskens would no doubt be routed. Kebii'kara felt her sister's words echo mockingly in her mind "Force users are more trouble than they're worth."

No. Focus. The Witch no doubt incited the Tuskens to expedite their attacks. As the heartbeats returned to reality, she brought the recently unleashed Fire-Staff down upon the Nightsister, fully aware that the Witch no doubt has a handful of tricks for her.

Meanwhile, a pale-scaled drakeling flew over to Laphisto's shoulders, and with a bit of cross chittering, pressed her mind against the Commander's. Link up came the telepathic jab from the Vanquo's drakeling. Lend eyes. Make her not as angry.

It would be up to Laphisto to assist or ignore Beviin.

 

[Laphisto]

with Kes Stag for the moment on the side of the order, laphisto let a soft breath leave his lips his saber drawn before throwing some debris at another night sister before they could take down a farmer. it seems things have been well and truly hit the fan; with the command of Laphisto, the few soldiers aboard the Conquest's agenda quickly rushed to the aid of the farmers. The crimson-orange markings on their armor brandished them as members of Tarians Sword. Under the command of the esteemed Commander Tarian, the man rushing forward with four other soldiers." All right, men, set up a perimeter in the area. I want men on the high ground." pointing to two of his men, he barked his orders " you and you up to the rooftops, the rest of you secure a foothold at the main gate. if you have to make a resting point and set up LO-27R machine guns, switch to slug rounds." looking to a few of the farmers Tarian point to them and began to bark even more orders to the civilians that had armed themselves organizing the locals for a defense of their home

laphisto heard the commander and knew the ground forces were well taken care of, an aspect that allowed him to focus on the night sisters, though just as he was about to reach out and crush one of the attackers, he was suddenly pounced upon, a small grun escaping his throat as his balance was thrown off momentarily. looking to Beviin he raised a brow, he didn't quite understand what the Drakeling was requesting of him but he allowed the drakeling into his mind, if not under close watch of his own power seeing a jab back at them what is it that you need Beviin?

Kebii'kara Solus Kuwana Ishaati Veikis Tia Moonrus Sunyia

 

[Sunyia]

TAG: Kes Stag Laphisto Kebii'kara Solus

To a the Nightsister’s dismay the Cleansing was not going well. The Drakeling had summoned warriors in reddish orange armor, and the Mandalorian had taking the high ground to pick off her Tuskan comrades. The Jedi were having convocation and this Shaman had thrown her lot in with them.
Sunyia found herself having to make some hard choices, many of her sisters were captured, and it was clear that the Raiders would be thinned. There was but two paths, surrender and save her sisters, living to fight another day or attempt to kill The Mando and risk all to achieve the mission.
The Witch stood with her last sisters who weren’t incapacitated. They looked to her for strength, and answers as they saw their other sisters fall. Looking out at the Raiders approaching a kill zone, she considered how many fathers would be lost in this blood bath, how many Tuskan wives would starve and children who would have no one to teach them the traditions of The Fathers. It was in that moment that she knew what she had to do,
“Sisters.. stand down.”
She then teleported over to the wall and raised her hand, swaying them back and forth. She knew she was in the sights of The Mando Merchant and the Lilastre Troopers.
“Please! We surrender! Let me speak to the Tuskans and prevent further death.”
She was not sure if they would trust her, she was a Witch, but she hoped against hope they would. The Raiders were almost at the gates of Anchorhead, their bolt rifles and gaderffii sticks in hand.

 

[Halitus Veikis]

TAG: Kebii'kara Solus Kes Stag Laphisto

Veikis could see the powder keg about to blow. He had come to this barren rock to find some peace after The Betrayal. And now he was in the company of Jedi, a Shaman, a Drake Man, Nightsisters, and a Mandalorian. He could feel the chill of death approaching, as the Raider reached the gates. The First Son considered the course of action, as flattered as he was by the Blond Bombshell, and the chaos that had ensued, he did not intend to be taken captive by Lightsiders nor end up deep fried in a conflict he frankly cared little about. Sandpeople and Farmers as far as he was concerned were nobodies and not worth the effort of his power.
As the Jedi had their meeting, The Dark Son slipped away, he saw the Witch make her plea for a ceasing of hostilities, ironic since she had been the instigator of this mighty mess. Veikis took several steps, backing away from Tia Moonrus and Kebii'kara Solus before turning to face a Lilastre Trooper who held his weapon as if to say, “going somewhere?”
The First Son pulled his leather collar by the pointed ends and pressing his hands together, he threw the soldier in his blood orange armor into a building, Farmers who were in a frenzy and blocking his path, he jerked by throwing his arms to his sides, they all like a deck of cards upright fell on their faces, parting this sea of people he made for the edge of one of the Anchorhead Walls, when Tuskans dropped over with ropes he snapped his blood saber to life, and cut a Raider’s gaderffii in two and then dug his gloved hand around its neck and tossed it into another Sand Soldier that dropped down. With one fluid stroke he cut both their throats like hogs, and grabbed the rope line and began scaling the metal wall, another Tuskan came over and he cut its cord making it fall with a squeal that sounded like “arttttt!”

 

[Tia Moonrus]

TAG: Kebii'kara Solus

Tia could feel it, the Sith was making his escape, but before she could subdue him The Night Sister took to the wall and was offering a white flag. It was curios, The Bride of Ashla had not heard of a coven on Tatooine before and yet here they were. Something to report to the Jedi Council when this was over.
The Tall Lady Jedi saw as situation was escalating. She pulled out her comlink and tried to reach The Cruiser, with only static filling the reciever. Then to her great shock there was a loud noise in the sky as the great metal purgil flew over head in flames with a great trail of smoke that clouded the air and it made impact beyond Anchorhead. The sound shook the ground they all stood on and a loud thunder of explosion filled the air.
Tia raced to thhe wall and jumped with the aid of The Force, seeing the wreckage in the distance. Some Raiders scaled the wall and assailed her, she kicked them and with a Force shoved them over the wall.
How had this happened? Who would down a Jedi Cruiser over Tatooine?

 

[Kuwana Ishaati]

TAG: Kebii'kara Solus

Kuwana felt out of her depth, so much was happening and she was but a Padawan Learner with her head below the sand. The one thing she did know is when she saw Veikis slipping away as everyone else was preoccupied, she decided to follow him. Their mutual connection via hee Father made their relationship complicated. She watched him dispatch some Tuskans which made her spring hee golden blade to action and leap up the wall and stand there as his hand grabbed the rope to reach hee feet. She then spun her blade with her wrist and cut his rope, making him fall back inside Anchorhead.

 

[Kebii'kara Solus]

CURRENT QUEST - Shadows over Anchorhead
Immediate Goals -
1: Protect the Civilians!
2: Understand the situation (???)
3: End the raids between the Tusken Tribes and the Farmers.

FRIEND(s) - Kuwana Ishaati

FOE(s) - Veikis & Sunyia

TARGETING ACTION(s) - Tia Moonrus || Veikis || Sunyia || Kuwana Ishaati || Laphisto || Kes Stag

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Multiple things happened at once - before Beviin could beseech Laphisto to borrow his sharpened senses, the elusive witch evaded Kebii'kara's strike and instead... surrendered to the Mandalorian merchant and the footsoldiers of the Lilaste Order. An almost disappointed leer came through the visor of the Lasat, and Laphisto could sense second-hand the stewing emotions of the Mandalorian who found herself interested in his order.

Disappointment. Exasperation. Self-Loathing. These emotions coiled around Kebii'kara like a serpentine brood, despite her best attempts to keep them in check. From atop the roof, an icy dagger bit into those who could audibly hear her. "Detain them." the Lasat began her venomous pronunciation, gesturing to the scaling tuskens. "And have her inform her gentlemen callers that we are not interested!" Once more, she leered daggers at the Witch. "Her part in the deaths of the settlers, and the spending of Tusken lives, shall be decided-" Any further chastisement of the Witches would have to be postponed, as the walls of Anchorhead were still scaled by Tuskens who didn't understand that their incitor had quickly abandoned their cause. Springing into action, the Lasat padded across the roofs and scaffolding of the wall, using the Force and the blunt ends of her Fire-Staff to gracelessly repel the Tuskens back into the sandy grounds.

Beviin paused, before reformulating the request. Make witch thing stay, the Drakeling beseeched the Commander. Witch thing slippery. If she brought Bark-Bark Masks, have her tell them to not fight. That's all she wants... Rosy sclera looked into blue and green, an almost childish plea from either Beviin herself, Kebii'kara, or both. All Big Sis wants is for the Farmers and Bark-Bark Masks to not fight. To not die.