Twenty Nights in the Ice is a Long Time [ME Domination of Hex AD-25)

[Shia Kryze]

Twenty Nights in the Ice is a Long Time​

(When there's hostiles on the hill)​

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(music)​

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"Those who fear to lose their power are made tyrants by war."
"All who make war are tyrants, Jedi. Even your heart I wonder for. Do you fight for us or for the agrocite? If you have come to secure the ore for your Republic, I will not judge."
―Kit Fisto and Adaroo
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A land of frozen wastelands and blizzards, Khorm's entire surface is covered in ice and snow, in spite of the extremely cold temperatures and harsh winds, a walrus-like species, the Khormai, manage to thrive there. They were a fractured species, prone to independance of thought and action, only rarely forming a whole planetary government. But many of them had long been friends of the Mando'ade and while the collapse of the previous Mandalorian governments had left them without direct rulership, they remembered their friends.

Khorm has one truly valuable resource: an ore called Agrocite that, when converted to plasma, could greatly enhance the destructive power of turbolasers. The presence of this ore has lead to generations upon generations of mining into the letha ice, resulting in an there was a massive unnatural network of caves beneath the ice.

The Mandalorian Empire, fresh from it's capture of the Kyber Crystals on Utapau and it's... somewhat more mixed conquest on Dathomir was looking for new directions in which to expand when they received an unexpected message from the Khomari Warlord Ugar Iskaal, leader of the Iskaal Tribe and nominal planetary ruler. The message was simple: following the retreat of the Mandalorians, a group of Khomari raiders had gathered around an outcast Sith named Lord Gorrus, a Zabrak from Dathomir with designs on greater things than being in service to the Nightsisters. These raiders, armed with the Force, had risen to challenge the planetary government until a Khomari Jedi by the name of Verin had returned home to stop them. Verin was at first welcomed with open arms, but it soon became clear that the 'Jedi' was more interested in defeating the dark than freeing the planet.

The two factions grew as more and more Khomari flocked to either banner, desperate to see the end of the war that ravaged their world, even as it escalated step upon step, until now Khom teters on the edge of doomsday. Lord Gorrus has constructed a superweapon from agrocite and advanced technology he claims will be able to bombard anywhere on the planet and plans to scour the surface, while Master Verin has declared that the final battle must be taken to the dark.

The remaining Warlords and tribal rulers have gathered under Ugar Iskaal and are, if not presently loyal to Mandalore, well disposed towards it and currently exceptionally ill-diposed towards anyone who has anything to do with the Force. They were surprised for their emissaries not to be met by Ra the Undying, but upon hearing the situation on Mandalore have agreed to voluntarily join the Empire - and in many cases to join or rejoin the Mando'ade, if only the Mandalorian Empire will save them and their planet from destruction.

The Cuir Rekr did not even need to debate the matter for more than minutes - Mandalore could use willing allies like the Taung of Mykr, never mind willing allies who came with their own military, exo-armour and a warlike warrior tradition, along with the added benefit of Agrocite to enhance kyber-crystal powered turbolasers to arm the new Empire's fleet with.

The call has been sent to every Clan and every verd - a crusade has been called to Khorm to rescue the planet from destruction.

Objectives:

1) Prevent Khrom being destroyed by some insane superweapon.
2) Eliminate the threat posed by Lord Gorrus*
3) Eliminate the threat posed by Master Verin*
4) Win the hearts and minds of the Khomari by showing them the true strength of the Mandalorian Way.

*The capture or death of either individual is deemed acceptable. Lord Gorrus will be repatriated to the Sith Empire, in accordance with Treaty Law, to face punishment or reward there. Master Verin is to be offered the cure in preference to being killed, as he is Khomari. However both have been identified as Master-level Force users and accordingly the death of either target will be deemed an acceptable result.

The encampment of Master Verin occupies a high plateau of otherwise useless arctic wastelands, with immense walls of snow and portable heaters brought in so as to make the area habitable. Every effort has been made to construct the base far from the civilian population centers of the planet, but it sits upon a six way junction of the mag-rail network that serves the planetary economy, leeching life and wealth in the form of 'donations' to feed the war effort.

The area is extremely well fortified and protected by a portable planetary shield generator to prevent orbital bombardment, it will have to be approached on the ground.

The fortress of Lord Gorrus is constructed around the ancient weather control mechanisms destroyed during the Clone Wars, remote and far from any habitable terrain with access only by worm (and the rather suboptimal practice of travelling within their gullet) or by daredevil piloting against hostile wealther conditions. It's something of a ramshackle structure compared to most other forms of habitation on the planet, with much more effort being put into the immense turbolaser emplacement and as yet unlaunched orbital mirror array than providing the combination of slaves, warriors and warlords comfortable habitation - heat is the providence of the powerful who can take it from the weak.

While described as a fortress, it does not technically class as a major fortification - or it wouldn't, if it wasn't on the top of a hellishly remote mountain peak with no access roads.

 

[Ugar Iskaal]

Warlord Ugar Iskaal stood on the landing platform in the clear night air, staring up at the tiny fireflight lights of Khrom's saviours as the descended from high orbit.

Many within the coalition of tribes were in two minds about inviting the Mandalorian's back to their planet, but Ugar was of one mind. The current situation was intolerable, a proxy war between light and dark that Ugar Iskaal had no intention of allowing to undo all his lifetimes work.

He chuffed loudly and stomped his feet - more out of reflex than cold, given the thickness and heat insulation of his immense suit of armour - then turned towards his chief pilot, a Khormai who had served with his Warlord for nigh on thirty years now.

"Wind her up, eh Vorra?" He grunted, then smiled as the howling whine of turbines and repulsors began to fill the landing pad. War was coming to Khorm in the form of those firefly dots and this time, he would see a world united.

At any cost to his enemies.

 

[Shia Kryze]

Shia stared down at the map of the planet laid out below her, then settled back into the command chair of the Star Destroyer and considered the view of the icy world below.

"I think orbital drops are off the menu for this one."

You could hear the mood across the entire ship - the entire fleet - drop with that statement. But the weather across Khorm was... impressive, and both enemy encampments seemed protected from orbital bombardment.

"We're going to go with the locals suggestion - land at the main starport here and then brave the weather on foot or in low level craft. Anyone who wants to try and fly a bes'uliik through those storms is welcome to the funeral pyre."

Less than ten minutes later she was in the hanger bay as the wranglers herded the last of the grumpy war droids into their drop craft, they sounded less pleased than their riders.

Half an hour later, Shia, along with everyone else in the inital landing wave, was making a remarkable effort to hold onto her lunch. For such a brilliant, clear sky and such a beautiful planet the air was riddled with clear air pockets and turbulence.

An hour later the fireflies of the Mandalorian landing craft became the immense bulk of raiders and troop landers, deploying speeders, bes'uliik and ground transport craft into two seperate divisions.

Shia stalked from the arrowhead of her lander, walking across the icy cold expanse of the landing pad to the Khormai Warlord.

"Su cuy'gar, Warlord. We are to render aid as you asked, are your forces and guides ready?" She asked [member="Ugar Iskaal"] formally, looking almost comical, so dwarfed was she by the immense bulk of the native with his black smoke spewing armour.

 

[Ugar Iskaal]

Ugar looked down at the tiny female they had sent as warleader. But he'd long learned that size mattered not when it came to warfare.

Although he was the first to admit, it helped a great deal. The Mandalorians had come as promised, with a fleet of ships and a swarm of landing vessels and in return, his people had provided the guides they had sensibly requested.

"Su cuy'gar alor." He responded in broken but vaguely competent mando'a. "We are ready, tchk-tchk? I will guide your forces to Verin's Encampment. Dorck Gar and Sur Iskar, my lieutenants, can lead you to that infernal Sith fortress."

He chuffed and looked past - or over - the tiny woman before him, then looked down at her.

"Today we will win a victory for my people! Today, Khorm will be made free of the influence of outsiders and make allies of warriors!"

He hammered the immense haft of his bone-tipped harpoon down onto the durasteel platform.

"Today, we begin a new age for Khorm!"

The rumbling assent of several thousand Khormai voices raised to the sky was a little like being caught in a very mild earthquake, the deep bellows of triumph - and not a little relief - echoing louder than the sounds of powering up warmachines for a long moment.

[member="Shia Kryze"]

 

[Teagan Stoirm]

A new operation had come up for the Mandalorian people it seemed. This world of Khorm was dealing with a civil war in much the same way that Teagan's own homeworld of Doldur had gone through. And just like back then Mandalorians were showing up to help out. The only difference was that this conflict was a three way one were his own was just between the tyrant and the people. Still, this sort of thing was hitting home for him so he volunteered to be apart of it as soon as he heard.

When the Empire ships arrived to the planet, so did ships from Clan Raxis. The clan had brought along enough silicar lined armorweave to go under everyone's armor if they wanted it. The chill of the planet could be devastating if anyone got caught out in it, and that was something the lining could help avoid for far longer than any other simple system could. The ride down was not smooth at all and Teagan had almost wondered if the ship was breaking apart. He knew it wasn't as he had checked to make sure it was in perfect shape before it took off. On the ground though, he went about gathering as much information from locals and other Mandalorians as possible on the situation. It was tricky and as complex of a situation as Mandalore's own civil war not long ago had been. This time around though it seemed the Mandalorians were siding with the group that Clan Raxis had filled. It also gave Teagan an idea as he mulled over how his own alor might approach the situation. It seemed plausible but he would have to see what the leaders thought.

Teagan found out where the ones leading the operations were gathering at and headed straight there. It was a tad tricky but he managed to get himself into the room with them. As soon as he got in with his helmet held to his right side, he immediately began to speak before they had a chance to stop him, " Hello people more important than me.... I thought over our situation and I had an idea. We should focus our attention onto the Sith guy. He is building a very dangerous weapon right and is the one seeking to take over the planet even though he isn't from here. That isn't right and needs to be stopped right away. Also the only reason the Jedi Khomari is here is to stop him. So if the Jedi only cares about stopping the Sith guy and we stop the Sith guy then the Jedi has no reason to keep doing what he is doing and will leave. If we got into a peace talk or some kind of talk about siding with him while we focused all of our attention onto the Sith guy then we could keep him distracted long enough for us to remove the threat and then we could immediately inform him of this so he leaves. This would let us focus on only 1 front and with our full forces plus removes the bigger threat of the two. We also would minimize the lose of local life, which is very very important right, if we approached it this way. I can disable the Sith guy's weapon and shield too for us."

Teagan was out of breath. He had just machine gunned out his idea in front of all of them in hopes they couldn't stop him before he did. It really sounded like rambling though. Like way too much like rambling. Poodoo, he might have just ruined his own chance of the plan being listened to and considered. If his alor was here instead of him doing then he knew they would listen and it would have not been ramblings. A deep blush began to rise on his face as he said in a kind of meek way, " What do you think?"

[member="Ugar Iskaal"] [member="Shia Kryze"]

 

[Yasha Cadera]

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Lord Gorrus had to die… and not only because Khorm was a frozen world.

Never more fitting than now, Yasha Mantis’ gold and black beskar’gam bore the Mandalorian equivalent of a promise for vengeance and justice. Justice would be done by freeing the slaves of Lord Gorrus, just as vengeance would be enacted on the one who could possibly cause such pain.

A turbolaser emplacement this relatively close to Mandalorian Space could not be allowed. Any turbolaser combined with slavery could not be allowed, and Yasha had sent a subtle message to [member="Darth Carnifex"] about the Sith Lord…

… apparently Katlaydr’s offer of sending Gorrus back in a box met with quiet amusement and the delight only black and red eyes could muster. So it was Yasha stood after the diciest fly since [member="Shia Kryze"], [member="Kaden Mantis"] and her landed on a bone dragon in the Netherworld, that she once again praised Clan Raxis under her breath.

[member="Gray Raxis"] and his clan provided the temperature-saving armourweave for the mission, and Yasha had been the first to volunteer. The Netherworld was a fairly hot place, being infernal in nature, and the idea of striking out for a tundra was not the young woman’s idea of a good time.

For a Force User, Gray could be pretty freaking on the mark. Well, that was until [member="Teagan Stoirm"] started talking. Yasha cleared her throat, and licked her lips, glad her faceless helmet was firmly placed on her young head. It kept the illusion of dignity in the twenty year old, who wanted no more than to burst out laughing at Teagan’s gumption.

Yasha turned her helmet to Shia and [member="Ugar Iskaal"], and held up a hand. “I’ll take Sprocket here to Lord Gorrus’ door. You can ride with me, my group will run distraction while you disengage the turbolaser, and the force fields around the slaves… sound copacetic?”

She might have only been six feet tall, a paltry height in comparison to the gigantic walrus man, but the Hell Wolf commanded enough presence from the soldiers around them to be worth a listen. Besides… this way Teagan wouldn’t get himself killed.

“Bundle up, Shia. See you on the other side.” With that, Yasha hand-signalled for the Mando’ade to move, and began the journey to the Sith stronghold… Teagan in tow. “Come on Sprocket!”

 

[Kaden Farr]

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Could anyone talk as much or as fast as [member="Teagan Stoirm"]. They needed his expertise on disarming the weapon, but they did not need his speedy and obnoxious way of speaking. Had Kaden not needed the seal of his helmet to keep the environmental controls of his suit working, he would have given the engineer a stare that could break hell itself. Since his return from the Netherworld Kaden found more solace in quiet than his did anything else. The Netherworld was never quiet.

<<< "Use less words to say the same thing... Teagan. I will age another seven years before you finish your analysis if you don't." >>>

A small chuckle could be heard coming from Kaden. The hard hearted warrior rarely attempted humor. It seemed to have no place in his life any longer. There was something about the engineer which made him want to try. Perhaps the beskar coated heart was beginning to crack.

Kaden looked at the plan from over Yasha's shoulder. As usual he stood one step behind and to the right of her. There would be some who would not understand why he always took that position. They were equals in their relationship, and anyone who knew them knew the depths of it. Kaden's promise kept him where he stood. Yasha had come to depend on Kaden being close. His proximity allowed her to be the fearless and, at times, reckless leader she needed to be.

They would take the Sith. Shia would deal with the Jedi. Their trio did not often split up, but for the sake of this mission it would be necessary. There was also the matter of entrusting Shia with more. She was a battlemaster in her own right, and should Yasha claim the throne she wished, then there would be a need to appoint a new Katlaydr. It should be Shia.

"Come on Sprocket!"

Kaden followed. There was never a doubt where he would be going. Kaden would always be one step behind and to the right of Yasha. Though if she thought she was killing the Sith, she was mistaken. Kaden had some left over rage from the Netherworld to unleash, and today was the day to be rid of it.

He looked to "Sproket..."

<<< "Stay alive long enough to disarm this weapon, and I'll introduce to Ramnar. She likes braniacs." >>>

[member="Shia Kryze"] [member="Yasha Mantis"] [member="Ugar Iskaal"]

 

[Lemon]

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The Mandalorian trudged through the snow, his forever cautious eyes shifting across the harsh and inhospitable tundra that was this snow ball of a planet. He couldn't truthfully say that he was cold - his armor had always monitored the temperature and adjusted the suit's internals to allow the wearer as much comfort as possible. Though Koda could feel the wetness the snow provided as he waded through it. It was only fitting that he would be hunting once more, but this time with a war-party or so it seemed. Fett was typically a solo act, partners only complicated things and forcefully made you put your trust in others. That just wasn't his style.

Throughout the venture it was likely he would keep to himself, and as per usual be astutely observant. It wasn't required but merely something Fett had always done, even unintentionally. Something amusing about knowing people whilst they don't know you. The man always felt satisfaction in being enigmatic, even among those who he associates with. Perhaps it was just apart of his personal code. A bounty hunter speaks no more than necessary and is free of attachments.

 

[Ugar Iskaal]

The ancient - well, okay, he only felt ancient surrounded by smaller, younger and faster beings - the old Khormai chuffed at [member="Teagan Stoirm"]'s suggestion.

"You're welcome to try, young one. Tchk-tchk. But we have reports of off-worlders landing to assist the Jedi and we know he has asked both Councils for help several times, although we blocked the majority of the transmissions."

He shrugs, a gesture that a little like a mountain range moving.

"One way or another, he is leaving Khorm for the harm he has caused. Dead, or alive is not material. Yes?"

He waves one immense arm.
"Spool up the dropships, we leave in five!"

 

[Shia Kryze]

Shia looked momentarily baffled at the barrage of words from [member="Teagan Stoirm"].

"Yes, ner vod. You do that." She replied, half to Teagan, half to [member="Yasha Mantis"].

Then she nodded to their immense guide.

"Just so. Anyone not on the dropships gets to ride in the worms!" Shia pointed to one of the immense furry beasts. "And remember your briefing, you ride _inside_ their mouths. But don't worry, I hear they hardly ever eat live prey."

Shia, it should be noted, was already walking to one of the dropships, because she had no intention of experiencing that travel method if she could avoid it.

 

[RC-0883]

Team Sith

It had been a real trial just to get Drama out of his beloved Lancer tank. The gruff pilot wasn't happy unless he sat his rather fat behind in a seat of 2 tons of mobile metal. Bunker had to promise his sqaudmate the rest of his own, and Duke's, uj cake just to get the large man to consider it. The threat of leaving in the mouth of one of those beasts had put a faster spring in the 3-man team's step.

The three men stepped onto Team Sprocket's dropship. Squad Master Bunker started introductions before either of his companions decided to put their shebs in their mouth.

"Lancer Squad of Vevut Vod reporting in. We can assist in the disarming of this so-called super weapon."


[member="Koda Fett"] | [member="Kaden Mantis"] | [member="Yasha Mantis"] | [member="Teagan Stoirm"]

 

[Teagan Stoirm]

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Well Teagan you sure made a mess of getting your idea across, but at least you weren't imprisoned or dead. He was pretty much ignored in what he had so say outside of the last bit about him offering to disable the enemy Sith's defenses and weapon. The one who had taken him up on this offer was [member="Yasha Mantis"] as well. Wait, was that really a good thing? Then [member="Kaden Mantis"] said something. Nope. This was definitely worse than being thrown in jail or executed. Much much worse.... Wait, did he just get called Sprocket?

As Teagan listened to what [member="Ugar Iskaal"] and [member="Shia Kryze"] , he followed along with Yasha. He decided to keep his mouth shut for now knowing it would likely get him in worse trouble. They might have made him clean the walrus people's latrines and the smell coming from them suggested that would be less pleasant than the worm ride. The moment they were away from the other important people though he said, " So Sprocket? Why? Also who is Ramnar? Is she that rather tall and bulky woman I see in your forces? Bulky like muscles not bulky like fat by the way. I hear she is pretty under her helmet. Never seen her without it on though myself, but that is what I hear. If that is her though she seems nice so I wouldn't mind getting to talk to her once. The engineers don't really get much attention from what I can tell with the other clans. You would think they don't exist. Am I rambling? I am. I am rambling. I'll shut up now...."

Teagan was red as he finally shut up. He was extremely nervous right now and when that happened this kind of thing happened. The only good news was he was at least not doing this in front of some pretty girl he had an interest in. Not that he didn't think Yasha wasn't pretty or nice. She had this Kaden guy from what he could tell by the way he kept looking at her. Teagan was quirky sure but not stupid. At least that was what he told himself. What was he thinking about again? Oh right. " Yasha is pretty and tall. Wonder how many guys try to hit on her?" He stopped dead in his tracks. " Did I just say that out loud...?" Good job Teagan. You are about to die.

[member="RC-0883"] [member="Koda Fett"]

 

[Van Bri'tsyd]

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Location: The encampment of Master Verin​

Objective: Collect payment (Agrocite) and protect encampment​

Support: "32nd CSDF "The Ice Lords"​

Allies: [member="Ember Farseer"]​

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The rough winds of Khorm had battered the two cargo lander as they made there way to Master Verin's encampment. The unique mixture of snow and technology stood tall over the snow swept landscape as they passed though the environmental shield and touched down upon the roughed out platform. With a quick hiss and a hard clank the two landers deploy their landing struts and come to rest engines still hot encase things go sideways. Seconds after touchdown the main cargo door on the containers they carried slams down relieving a grizzled officer smoking a large death stick. Flanking him on either side were two massive walls of fur and cybernetics. As the man proceeded from the container the two Wampa followed each holding massive Lava Cannons followed their foot steps shaking the ground like aftershocks after a great earthquake. He was greeted by a Khormai dressed in the robes of a Jedi. As the ivory tusked man approached he raised his hand to greet Cody as they closed into arms length.

"By the force my visions were true. Look do you not see young padawan, warriors from the sky, it is the will of the force never doubt it!" The Khormai force master said to one next to him that looked to be his student.

"If you mean the force of that Adro..whatever ore you promised us then sure call it whatever you want. Just as long as you pay up the Ice Lords will protect your temple." Cody replied.

The ORC forces had been asked here by Verin under the pretenses that Sith faction had taken root in the planet and were attempting to destroy the peace full encampment upon this world. It was hoped by command that they could protect this area and make friends, then sent up a listening post to spy on the Mandalorian empire that was only a few systems away. Little did they know of true situation on Khormai, the radical nature of their new host or the presence of the Mandalorian now massing on the other side of the planet.

 

[Zef Halo]

Location: The encampment of Master Verin
Objective: Collect payment (Agrocite) and protect encampment
Allies: [member="Cody Bantam"] & The Ice Lords

It was hard and sometimes impossible for Ember to get used to his new home's 'natives' - the Outer Rim Coalition. A little more than a band of scoundrels, fringers and weirdos with a fancy governmental sounding name. Nonetheless, they served the good. Or so he told himself. And in a very different way than he had gotten used to due to his Jedi upbringing. During their trip far away from the Outer Rim into worlds closer to their recent foes the Mandalorians, Ember found himself meditating halfway through. The events of Utapau were still fresh in his mind and he wondered if this was a good idea to venture so close.

A man he'd only heard about and seen occasionally - Bryce Bantam had refused the call for aid possibly due to the same reasons. Or so he thought or so the rumors spoke. Yet, his relative was here leading the troupe calling itself The Ice Lords. Cody Bantam was his name. The man was a behemoth for a human. Unnaturally tall with a pretty imposing presence among his unit. The two had barely shared a word. Not much to say, really.

As they disembarked finally at their arctic destination, Ember moved a few feet behind and to the right of Cody. He quickly recognized who Master Verin was. The Jedi Knight's own mission here was personally attached to that of Master Verin's. Aiding a Jedi Master he'd heard about during his days in the New Jedi Order, a master known for his wisdom but also tendencies for proactive action. Ember believed his duty was to help him in limiting the presence of the Sith on the Master's home planet, a noble quest, while also learning more from the experienced Khormai Jedi Master.

Ember silently sighed at Cody's reply. Ever the scoundrels these ORCs. Never doing bad, but always doing good only if its paid. Hard to adapt. Hard to adapt.

He moved one step forward and bowed slightly in respect to the Jedi Master.

"Jedi Knight Ember Farseer, Master." He introduced himself. "It is an honor to meet you, Master Verin. I am curious to what visions have you foreseen?" There was seriousness in his soft tone.

 

[Kaden Farr]

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<<< "Ramnar... no... she's not the bulky one, that's her sister. Ramnar is the skinny waisted one with the large chest and pretty face. Not every woman likes killers you know..." >>>

Kaden couldn't help himself. [member="Teagan Stoirm"] was just asking for it. The engineer was leaving himself wide open for it, and Kaden was taking full advantage of it. His only mistake was commenting on how pretty Yasha was, and asking how many men try hitting on her.

Boots stopped, and Kaden turned around to look at the engineer. If they were not about to run into hostile territory, Kaden would have taken his helmet off so the young man could see his eyes. The threatening tone would have to suffice. It was only meant to warn Teagan that he needed to tread carefully where [member="Yasha Mantis"] was concerned.

<<< "Any man that knows what is good for them does not. The last one that tried to shove me out of they found himself in the infirmary recovering from a concussion. Admire all you want, but do it from afar. If you do not, then you will know first hand that my armor is not just meant to intimidate, but a promise." >>>

Kaden then gave the man a playful slap on the shoulder.

<<< "Seriously though... Ramnar. Put your talent where your mouth is, and I'll see to it you will have your celebration. Now... ow exactly are you going to do this, and how much time do you need us to get you." >>>

He looked to [member="Yasha Mantis"]. If there was one thing the two knew how to do well together, buying time was it.

[member="RC-0883"] [member="Koda Fett"]

 

[Shia Kryze]

The low-flying gunships departed on schedule - not an invasion force, but a strike force big enough to carry everyone looking to attack the Jedi Encampment.

Shia had agreed to take this mission because she'd hoped to avoid a conflict, but she... wasn't surrounded by her allies in the Empire right about now, so that wasn't really an option.

"Hunt pattern bravo. Wide spread dispersal - we'll land here at the base of that valley and strike across the rough ground here to the junction and the encampment here, with a two pronged strike - we'll feint with whichever is weaker. We're here to get them to submit or get off-world, not to slaughter. So no fracking overkill unless they start it, clear?!"

The muted grumble of assent told her everything she needed to know. When this got onto the ground she'd have her hands full keeping this from going wild. These Mando'ade wanted payback for Utapau, for Mandalore... they just wanted to take their anger out on the Force.

"I mean it! Blow those transport tubes and we kiss goodbye to half the Agrocite in the northern sectors, which we need, vod. So get with it. Ib'tuur jatne tuur ash'ad kyr'amur."

"I want the gunships to sustain close air support across the front. ETA 10 minutes, we'll be showing up on their scanners any time now."

[member="Ember Farseer"] [member="Cody Bantam"]

 

[Vilaz Munin]

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Allies: [member="Shia Kryze"]
Enemies: [member="Ember Farseer"] [member="Cody Bantam"]

Shia and her warriors weren't the only ones en route to the small Jedi enclave.

No, Akaan and his clansmen were also on their way in gunships to the Jedi camp, and their intentions did not aligned themselves with Shia's. Oh, no Vilaz and his warriors had two things in mind, but one of them was more important than the other.

War.​

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The Munin only wanted to slaughter and kill the forces of the Jedi that were on Khorm. He would show them no mercy or quarter. He would not negotiate with his words, but he would strike them down with his actions.

"Warriors, we will show the Jedi no mercy and I have no interest in prisoners. Kill them all," was all that the Rekr said to his warriors, all nodding and agreeing in excitement. The agrocite was important, but there was plenty of it to go around on Khorm. Though they would try to not compromise the rich mineral that could be used for weaponry, however, they wanted blood to spill on the snow.

Jedi Blood.​

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They were nearing the Jedi Enclave and close to Shia's own task force. While Yasha and the pale Kryze were close, Vilaz was in command here. Yasha had no authority than him and vice versa, but she was off dealing with the Sith. He was in charge and he would have his battle with the Jedi.

 

[Yasha Cadera]

“Mama used to say no superweapon on the universe could function without a couple good sprockets. She was obsessed… most important part of her kit.” Yasha smirked and headed to the gunship she, [member="Teagan Stoirm"], [member="Kaden Mantis"] and the others were to be taking to the Sith Lord’s encampment. While the meeting with [member="Ugar Iskaal"] and [member="Shia Kryze"] held a certain amount of tension, having Teagan around certainly broke free of it.

“Awww! Teagan thinks I’m tall and pretty! Even though I’m so short for an Epicanthix girl. You’re sweet. Let’s go destroy things.” It was all Yasha could do not to chuckle out loud… that was, until Kaden went into danger mode. “Woa, woa, easy, cyare. Teagan was pointing out the obvious… Ramnar’s cute. She likes men who can fix more than they break… which is good ‘cause she breaks enough for two already.”

Yasha put her hand on Kaden’s chest plate, then signalled for the gunships to get moving. [member="Koda Fett"] was incoming on the Sith position. [member="RC-0883"] as well.

“We’ll buy you as much time as we can. Get that weapon off line, and get the detention equipment for the slaves offline afterwards. This Gorrus guy is going to regret taking slaves… I plan to send him back to Zambrano in pieces… if Koda doesn’t get to the man first.”

The gunship churned on the snow, taking wild lines to ease through the blisteringly cold weather. On the other side of the combat, [member="Vilaz Munin"] was working toward the Jedi…

… About time Akaan had a proper battle on his hands.

In the distance, an encampment came into view.

“Weapons hot. Break a hole in the aft defences so we can punch through…”

 

[Lemon]

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The Hunter truly was a solo operator. Relying on others was something that Fett didn't necessarily do. Whilst in a position of Command he knew he had to, and his personal grievances would be set aside. The man knew war like the back of his hand, the very thing permanently imprinted upon his brain through not only experiences but the flash training process. There were wars that he never knew but had the solution to every engagement they fought. It was an inexplicable process, but one he knew all too well.

The harsh weather conditions protected the man from the naked eye of the observant guard. Yet they couldn't afford the same luxury as the rangefinder that rest upon the right side of Fett's helmet folded over his black t-shaped visor, cycling through the various vision modes. The exterior guards were ever-present and the Mandalorian's watchful eye shifted over each one before pushing onward towards the fortress walls. There was nothing as of yet, and as a result Fett could relish in the fact he was undiscovered so far. However, his next move was absolutely going to draw enough attention.

His gloved hands reached into one of the many pouches along his waist, a small charge that packed enough punch was retrieved. He held it in his hand for the briefest of moments, planting it against the wall, poking and prodding until it made the beeping noise that signaled it's activation. His thumb and index finger grasping at it, twisting the small protruding shape anti-clockwise before it began ticking towards it's original placement. Immediately afterwards, his jetpack spat flames as he started ascending, scaling the wall ahead of him as a blast originated beneath him.

The Guards, so far, had been drawn to that location whilst Koda Fett landed on one of the unmanned portions of the wall. The incoming Mandalorians would bolster the outer defenses, providing a well-enough distraction for the Bounty Hunter to locate this Sith.

 

[Shia Kryze]

Allies: [member="Vilaz Munin"]
Enemies: Ember Farseerhttp://starwarsrp.net/user/17207-ember-farseer/ Cody Bantamhttp://starwarsrp.net/user/11613-cody-bantam/

Shia watched the gunships close in, she'd told Yasha, but no... this was about to go completely non-linear. Kark. She flicked the comm system on the gunships as they howled into attack.

"Attention Master Verin and followers, stand down and surrender your positions to..."

Rockets fired from the lead Khormai ship, before even Akaan's forces could open fire, howling across the snowy wastes and slamming into the forward fortifications air defences.

"... kark it." She flicked the comm off, not wishing to offer surrender terms she couldn't meet.

"First wave, fire."

The howl of rockets overwhelmed the senses for a moment, then the gunship slammed into a hover and the side panels slid open and Shia and the other warriors leapt into open air, jetting forward into the teeth of the enemies defences in two prongs, looking to get past the walls and shields before the shock assault wore off, as the gunships fought to supress the anti-air fire.

[member="Vilaz Munin"] [member="Ember Farseer"] [member="Cody Bantam"]