Invasion Welcome to the Jungle! [OS - Republic Invasion of Kashyyyk]

[Darth Assimilus]

Location: Northeastern Branch,
Objective B: Fight for those I accept.
Friemies: [member="Reverance"] [member="Vrag"] [member="Matsu Xiangu"] [member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Cryax Bane"]
Enemies: [member="Shule Windspeaker"] | [member="Kian Karr"] | [member="Kana Truden"] | [member="Ayden Quell"] | [member="Aaralyn Rekali"] | [member="Varus Shatterstar"] | [member="Marakai Al'Orren"] | [member="Sochi Ru"] | [member="Meeristali Peradun"]
|[member="Seraphina Shel'tah"]

As more and more Sith Troopers flooded the scene Kezeroth watched stray blaster bolts fly about in all directions. [member="Seraphina Shel'tah"] was looked at Kezeroth in Confusion, Her words echoed in his mind demanding to know why he was here with One Sith once more.

"What are you doing here!? Why!? Answer me!"

Kezeroth growled and shoved several troopers out of the the way of his path. In truth he did not know why he was here, He only knew that he was here. He barely knew the twi'lek but because she was kind enough to listen to his story and understand this made things difficult, He loved combat but watching Seraphina in the middle of combat stressed Kezeroth and made him think of his Fathers death by Sith hands. That was long ago and then he had the chance to save him and never did. The situation now was no different in his eyes.

" I can do it! I wont let him die!" he said back through the force to her mind. " My Speeder! Take it!" The speeder was couple yards behind Kezeroth himself.

Then it clicked in his empty head, Pausing for a moment he suddenly realized he had nothing to live for intill now. With befriended the Gen'dai and understood his pain, Friends were rare and worth saving regardless of faction and Force alignment. Gnashing his teeth, Memories of his childhood flashed as he gripped his Power Hammer tight. The choice he was attempting to make was a final one and he wanted to search out every route before turning to it. Finally close to the Twi'lek Kezeroth raised his hammer slowly as if he was going to attack her, in turth he was saving her from... everything. He stood in the way of blaster bolts and was ready to keep up the pace to make it seem like he was really fighting her.

~ Show them who holds your chains. ~​

 

[Faye Terrik]

Location: Inside Kachiro City
Objective: Objective A
Allies: [member="Darth Venefica"] | [member="Khan Ra"] | [member="Shuduc Macar"]
Enemies: [member="Corvus Raaf"] | [member="Kira Liadain"] | [member="Soliael Devin Talith"] | [member="Meric Nadun"] | [member="Anastasia Rade"]

Faye's attention glanced briefly to where she suspected Venefica and Ra to be, and she wasn't far off. They were progressing towards their own objectives. A sudden tingle ran in her mind as a blaster shot came from the distance. In a frantic move, she batted it away to the ground a few feet from the two Wookiee opponents she still faced. The teenager took a step back, giving an opportunity to not be caught off guard by the Wookiees. "Take out that gunner, now!" she hollered behind herself, hoping one of the Soldiers would answer the call.

She was forced to bat away two more shots before the gunner was neutralized. By this time, the two Wookiees had charged at her, their lightsaber resistant staves in hand. Her lightsaber first made contact one of the beast's weapons, causing them to lock weapons momentarily, before the other hit her in the gut with his staff. This blow disorientated her and she disengaged the first warrior. Giving a quick twirl of her lightsaber, she took another swing at one, having it parried away before she took another swing, catching the second fighter off guard. A disabling wound across the chest sent the Wookiee to the ground as the other one charged at her once more.

Growing tired of fighting the beast, she lifted her right hand up and called upon the force. The Wookiee rose into the air and dropped his weapon, beginning to try and grasp his own throat. The Force constricted his breathing capabilities, and a moment later, his body fell limp.

Faye caught her breath, the fighting was still ongoing, but she looked for the other Sith that fought alongside her. "Shuduc, sitrep!" Faye did not yet have vision on the girl, but was hopeful she was within earshot, not in any immediate threat.

 

[Varus Shatterstar]

Location: Yugwaaargh -North Branch
Objectives: Objective Number 2 - Defend the Stronghold at all costs
Allies: [member="Kian Karr"] - [member="Rael sul B'an"] - [member="Book"] - [member="Flint Dexen"] - [member="Ayden Quell"] - [member="Sophia Walsh"] - @Samus Valik - [member="Sochi Ru"] - [member="Kana Truden"] - [member="Seraphina Shel'tah"] - [member="Taheera Sollo"] - [member="T-Eya Carn"] - @Marakai Al-Orren - [member="Aaralyn Rekali"] - [member="Shule Windspeaker"] - @Ta'Mur Rokar
Enemies: [member="Cryax Bane"] - [member="Xenia Nastassia"] - [member="Keira Ticon"] - @One Sith


Varus couldn't have held less interest for the young Sith woman who put herself between he and the Chiss, who had been accompanied by a merry band of slicers and droids. That's why, when his blade had been called back from it's scorched path and snapped into his hand he threw himself from his place, mid sprint and about twenty feet in front of [member="Keira Ticon"].

His force aided leap carried him high up into the air, clearing the young Sith who'd pulled back from another fight in the hopes of stopping him. The simple fact was, Varus wouldn't be stopped. He was war hardened and held a tenacious resolve that would drive him to do almost anything to get to a target he'd allowed himself to become fixated upon, like some sort of mad bull barreling through the woods after a redbird.

As his form billowed through the air his violet blades vanished, snapping back into their silver prisons in the form of saber hilts. He snapped them back to either side of his belt in one fluid motion and raised both arms up, his body cascading down towards [member="Cryax Bane"] and the others surrounding him. Just before landing, however, he clasped both hands together, lacing each finger across the other into a ball of two fists. The second his palms touched, the force sparked to life and began to draw from around his immediate area, though a good portion of it collected form his very core. It swelled in the muscles of his arms and sent a tingling sensation across his upper body, all in the split second before he landed in the middle of them all.

The very second his feet came to meet the surface of the tree again he threw his clasped hands down, slamming them into the tree and releasing the force from his body in all directions. Like a tidal wave the force cascaded over everything, the very tree beneath him splitting beneath his hands as raw force energy rushed out from him. Droids, Sith, electronic equipment and anything else not nailed down was scattered to the winds, thrown this way and that across their wooden battlefield, and before he'd looked to see his good work done he raised back up, unclasped his hands and ran straight towards the blue man who's weapons were a datapad and an extraordinary understanding of technology.

 

[Shuduc Macar]

Location: Inside Kachiro City
Objective: Objective A
Allies: [member="Darth Venefica"] | [member="Khan Ra"] | [member="Faye Terrik"]
Enemies: [member="Corvus Raaf"] | [member="Kira Liadain"] | [SIZE=11pt]| @Soliael Devin Talith | Talith | [member="Meric Nadun"] | [member="Anastasia Rade"][/SIZE]

As she finished another small squad of troopers she looked to Feya “Situation under control, enemy forces are ill suited to stopping our progress. I mostly find single squads trying to hold out or make pitiful counter offensives.” She spoke as some wookies came and also tried to attack her however their weapons may have been resistant to sabers but even as two assailed her both of her sabers went up to parry them before she twirled swiftly slashing at one locking with it’s blade before impaling it with the second and pulling back in time to block the second one striking at her. She moved with grace and fury as she parried, blocked and countered the massive creatures attacks until she leap up using a ataru style strike slicing it down with a quick cross attack. A blaster bolt flew at her and she narrowly evaded it only for another to hit her with a glancing blow. She hissed in pain as she was hit before batting another few bolts straight back killing the gunners. “But we do need to press our advantage soon I suspect or they may grow more organized.” She spoke back to the other Sith.

 

[Jaxton Ravos]

Location: The Eastern Bridge, slightly near destiny
Objective: Conquer Yugwaarg, 2 / B
Sub-Objective: obby
Allies: My wit, saber, and most importantly, The Force
Enemies: [member="Taheera Sollo"] the wall-spawner

Sections of his skin began to sting with a slight irritation, a tingle that something was wrong. And it was. Rather being atop the clone combatant he was atop some sort of conjured wall of energy, and one that seemed to cause him pain, if only slightly. Figuring his opponent could only maintain such a materialization for so long and under so much pressure he punched at the barrier with his left hand twice but was unable to stop her turn of the wall, sliding off the wall and taking a small roll she spouted off her joke. His face would remain unchanged but were she to have empathic skill she might have detected a ping of amusement for a slight moment before it was cut away, as if by some artificial means rather than his emotions truly changing.

As he returned to his feet he'd find the clone woman had rolled back and was extending her beskar quarterstaff. If nothing else she was tenacious. Randial would take his left hand to encircle his right, allowing him to hold her golden blade in place without telekinesis. Bending his legs and readying his stance he invited her to strike. Randial was patient in this dance of death they shared together, and every once in a while he was willing to share the lead.

 

[Xenia Nastassia]

Location: Stronghold, one of many branches.
Objective: Objective B.
Allies: [member="Matsu Xiangu"] | [member="Cryax Bane"] | [member="Vrag"] | [member="Darth Adekos"] | [member="Keira Ticon"] | [member="Darth Vornskr"] | [member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"] | @Dredge
Enemies: [member="Meeristali Peradun"] | [member="Kian Karr"] | [member="Marakai Al'Orren"] | [member="Seraphina Shel'tah"] | [member="Book"] | [member="Seraphina"] | Shel'tah | [member="Gherron Vael"] | [member="Varus Shatterstar"] | [member="T-Eya Carn"]

NPCs:
Location: Stronghold, one of many branches.
Controller: Xenia Nastassia
NPCs: NN-2 Front Droids [1] [1 blinded; in combat] NN-K Infiltration Droid [1]
Objective: Objective B; slice into enemy systems.
Opponents: [member="Meeristali Peradun"] | [member="Kian Karr"] | [member="Marakai Al'Orren"]

NPC.

The first droid had been destroyed, a brilliant display of quirky programming and tactics, though it had certainly seemed to work. More than Xenia knew, the NN-2 units were good against the Jedi's general underestimation. When the second Jedi came, an attack of powerful speed leading him to cleave the second droid's 'head' from its body, the unexpected happened. Matsu approached, hidden in a shroud of illusion instead of a bold lightsaber's escapade. This Jedi would soon find himself in a world of confusing pain, both from the force, and from hard metal. Instead of falling to the ground, light fading, the beheaded NN-2 stumbled a bit and picked its aim back up. Although blind without its sensory array, a sparking fray of wires and burnt metal adorning its stub, it had all of its central systems in tact. In a lucky tandem with Matsu's attack, the droid would open fire, blasting a thick volley of scattershot bolts across the field. Detox and the only remaining, undamaged NN-2 removed themselves from cover in order to point their aim towards the fallen Jedi, [member="Marakai Al'Orren"]. If Matsu were to join their side, even if only briefly, they would surely destroy whatever resistance they encountered-- though, [member="Matsu Xiangu"] was aiding the wrong Xenia. While Detox had taken her form and was in very real danger, Xenia was facing a much more immediate threat from Shatterstar.

It was clear the guise of Xenia's image was no longer a useful one, and it dropped accordingly, revealing the more bear bones of the now naked droid. Its access to secure channels was instant, an ability hardwire into its main abilities. It need not press any kind of button in order to feed directly to the Sith's ear. Its voice no longer sounded like Xenia's, now instead a very digital, copper tone.

<<These Jedi will be squashed, another attacks the slicers. My creator is among them.>> [ [member="Matsu Xiangu"] ]

Xenia.

"Frack--!!"

She fell harshly back, her few blasts not yet having taken any effect though the act of revealing herself demanding a rather high price. In an instant, it seemed, a series of well aimed bolts flew toward her and would have smashed with lethal effects had most of her body not been concealed by the defensive turret. Each bolt struck deeply, spraying sparks at the frantic female and causing her to stagger back. Sniper blasts, her eyes widened. It had come too quickly, she hadn't the chance to scale their trajectory and figure the attacker's location-- and even if she had that information, a lot of good it was going to do her with a pistol in hand. For now [member="T-Eya Carn"] remained unseen. If this wasn't threat enough, the approaching Jedi was certainly going to be an issue. When she first caught sight of him, he was a quickly approaching man of the distance. Vong snarled and spit at his presence, rushing in at him from either side only to meet a literally disarming fate. Cryax had already seen him, it was clear they might need to take some form of evasive action. Now.

She had never fought a damned Jedi before.

"We need to move, can you keep that hack going?" [[member="Cryax Bane"]]

As she spoke, she rummaged for her weapons without taking time for delay, finally revealing two explosive grenades. If, from what she had seen, a Jedi was strong against a blaster then they were weak to explosions. And she had that. Her time was low, and the thudding noise of [member="Keira Ticon"] assuming protective formation ahead didn't distract her for an instant. Reaching back into the turret's torn open hole, that which she had created earlier with sporadic blaster fire, she let loose her grenades. That, turn, and retreat a few steps was all she could do before her new Jedi enemy [member="Varus Shatterstar"] fell, releasing a powerful pulse of the force to crush everything around him. It send her flying backwards, caught off guard by a power not yet familiar to her. To whether luck or misfortune should be blamed, I'm not sure, because she came crashing hard against an adjacent pile of crates in a monstrous storm of noise. As for the Jedi, having fallen just between herself and Cryax in his play, he was met with her small surprise. In a mind numbing, metallic screech, the metal of a now totaled defensive auto-turret went concave to the point of crushing its contents-- from there, it as a fiery mess of large fragments, aided in power by whatever ammo source lay inside the turret also booming in like manner. Thankfully, Cryax had been exposed to her ideas long before they had come to fruition, giving him enough time to avoid any dire damage, a wall of metal casing blocking him from the turret naturally anyhow.

Pain tore through her body, she had felt this before. Rolling her eyes and head both and pushing herself back into a standing position, she lamented her tedious routine. Always it went like this. In the beginning things went perfectly, without a hitch, always. And it would always continue this way until, all of a sudden and all in one moment, things took a swift downhill turn. Acting in prompt response to her command, her data-pad had folded back into the gauntlet's shape in order to thwart breaking, though she had little use for that now. Her attack had been rash, and all out, mixing random chaos with a honed analyzation of her surroundings. If she was tasked fighting, she would at least try her best. Limply, she straightened herself, took focus, and would rain blaster fire down upon Varus should he continue to move; or resist, well, death in any fashion. Her new location, though hardly of her choosing, was at least out of sight from her new sniper assailant. With a confident, though breathless drawl, she spoke between careful breaths.

"Pick on someone your own size-- Jedi!"

 

[Minna]

Location: Inside Kachiro City
Objective: Objective A
Allies: [member="Darth Venefica"] [member="Khan Ra"] [member="Shuduc Macar"] [member="Faye Terrik"]
Enemies: [member="Corvus Raaf"] [member="Kira Liadain"] [member="Soliael Devin Talith"] [member="Meric Nadun"] [member="Anastasia Rade"]

Valtryx was late to the killing, and that wasn't good. Her sole purpose of living now was to stick it to the republic by killing them and the people 'under their protection', and here she was arriving after the slaughter had started. Despite this, she had managed to catch up with some of the fellow Sith who seemed to have cleared a nice wookie-free path for her to follow to the city. Upon arriving at the city though, her fun began. The Yodaling wasted no time leaping into action, igniting her crimson red blade and bringing it across the torso of a large wookie that was too busy firing at other Sith to notice her. With a spin she then managed to deflect two incoming bolts back at their senders, only killing one though, and then jump once again down to where the wookie's warriors seemed to be trying to fight. Her blade clashed with one particular warrior who if not for Valtryx's force-aided strength would have overpowered her in seconds. A simple twisting maneuver however brought her blade down on the wookie on it's unprotected side and sliced it in two.

She gave herself a small break from the action, allowing the rage to build up inside her a little longer. Her eyes scanned the battle as she could see it, and with them she noticed two women in the city nearby. They were rather odd looking in her opinion, but who was she to judge those who also wanted to fight the republic? Without another second wasted, Valtryx began running towards her fellow Sith, deflecting stray blaster bolts along the way, and even cutting down a wookie brave enough to try and block her path. "What is the situation?" She half-shouted to the two of them, as it seemed they weren't next to each other like it had seemed from a distance. Nevertheless, they were both in ear-shot, and so Minna stood between them and held her own line against the incoming beasts. Her stance became defensive as she awaited a reply, focusing on deflecting blasters.

 

[Vrag]

NPC portion​

LOCATION: Northeastern branch
CONTROLLER: Vrag
FORCES: 14,400
ENEMIES: [member="Kian Karr"] | [member="Ayden Quell"] | [member="Varus Shatterstar"] | [member="Marakai Al'Orren"] | [member="Meeristali Peradun"] | [member="Dak Canton"] | [member="Seraphina Shel'tah"] | [member="Kiyron"] | [member="Seamus Valik"] | [member="Rain"] | [member="Sanya Val Lerium"]
OBJECTIVE: B

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Kian Karr: The first few grenades that hit the advancing troops sent body parts and shrapnel in every which way, hitting their neighbors as well. Throwing explosives at troops that are more or less waving their guns in your face, however, is generally a bad idea, since you are running an astonishingly high risk of blasting your own forces to bits. Since retreat wasn't an option with the rest of the soldiers pushing forward in the back, the Sith broke their unified line and worked to eat their way into the enemy in small groups. If the Glaxy were familiar with such terminology, an observer from above could almost deem the tactic as Moses parting the Red sea; except the sea was black and shooting blaster bolts as they flowed forward, aiming to cut off a large chunk of the wookiees and droids fighting in the frontlines and mow them down like animals with fire from both the front and the flanks.

Rain & Kiyron: Since an almost five thousand strong were already keeping an eye out for dangers in the air, spotting the descending wookiees early on wasn't really a problem. The troops quickly added the guerillas to their target practice repertoire, dedicating roughly a half of their fire to the furry beasts alone. The rest of the soldiers continued to rain fire upon the Stinger speeders, the usually fast machines most likely at a disadvantage, since the thick canopy of the forest would never allow them to fly at their top speed; a fact that the Sith exploited mercilessly.

Zeroing in on somebody wearing a suit of armor amid a sea of nearly indistinguishable soldiers was indeed a daunting task; some would venture to say impossible, even. Even if the rider somehow managed to pick her out from the crowd, it would certainly be a lengthy process, one that warranted being spotted by the troops gunning down airborne enemy. The soldiers were trained to resist distraction in combat, and as such didn't wonder how a can-cell could stay suspended in the air with the weight of a grown man on its back, electing to try and kill the beast instead and perhaps ask questions later.

PC portion​

LOCATION: Northeastern branch
OBJECTIVE: B
ALLIES: [member="Reverance"] | [member="Matsu Xiangu"] | [member="Xenia Nastassia"] | [member="Cryax Bane"] | [member="Darth Hauntruss"] | [member="Keira Ticon"] | [member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"] | [member="Darth Adekos"]
ENEMIES: [member="Marakai Al'Orren"] (engaging)

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The armored Sith had chosen to move forward on the right when the troops split to encase the enemy forces, still keeping well away from the now shattered frontline. Despite wearing more than adequate protection against the occasional bowcaster shot, Vrag wasn't dumb enough to throw herself into the mess of stray bolts, limbs and droid plating going on in the vicinity of the turrets; she wasn't suicidal, and she certainly pitied anybody who found themselves in there.

Meat grinder!

The Knight swallowed the rough laugh her thoughts threatened to coax out of her chest and moved forward in the relative safety of the sidelines, her blue eyes scanning the battlefield for foes that her troops couldn't deal with on their own. Blaster fire worked magic against the fur of the wookiees and mowed down droids quickly enough; Jedi, however, always seemed to outmatch the soldiers despite the uncountable bolts hurling towards them. For a brief moment Vrag entertained the idea of investing some of her training into shot deflection as well, since it apparently paid off plenty. Her train of thought was interrupted as soon as the Sith ranks in the front moved far enough to bring the firrerreo in the vicinity of the turrets, and her attentive eyes narrowed at the shimmering barrier protecting a kneeling woman.

There was no mistaking the power that could manifest such a shield, and the Sith put a burst of Force speed into her legs to close in on the Jedi while she was still weak. She came at her opponent from her side, hoping to get in a few quick strikes before the Jedi had time to rise and defend herself properly. The first attack was and upward slash from the third guard, and one Vrag could easily lead into a second upward arc from the quarte.

 

[Sanya Val Lerium]

Location: Northeastern branch
Objective: B
allies: [member="Seraphina Shel'tah"], republic, wookies
Enemies: [member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"]

As Sanya moved ever closer to objective be moving from tree to tree, she could see troops below Sith troops and what looked like a Gen'dai that was not all seraphina was down there. the Gen'dai raised his hammer but he kept pausing. something about this was wrong but in a good way. Sanya managed to get her com working so she could speak with sera the first disconnected so Sanya tried again "sera what's happening down there actually tell me later. I'm in the tree to your left tap your shoulder if you need me to come intervene."

the soldiers where plasted everywhere yet the Gen'dai stood in the way of the shot's "tell your friend I won't attack. it's the troops that have me worried" it wasn't just the mass number of troops but Sanya was also worried about sera, it's like the force guided her there like Sanya was drawn to sera for some reason, yet she couldn't make out why. maybe it will become more clear later but for now the battle still raged on.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

Location: Near Sith carrier
Objective: C, Space
Allies: I'm not seeing a soul
Enemies: [member="Talon Vosra"]

Selka saw fit not to follow Vosra; his StealthX sped away, out of range of her Angel Eye. Why would she concede?

Because she didn't like how that carrier was using its dovin basals. Not at all. And the last thing she needed was a close encounter with a ship whose singularity shield/drive analogues were in the hands of a commander who seemed like he wasn't used to Vong tech, and who would be growing increasingly panicked as his dovin basal mismanagement saw dozens of shadow bombs make impact. Vosra was welcome to use such a ship for cover, brave the singularities and the shrapnel. Selka had no intention of getting any closer to that than she had to.

A stray maneuver took her near something she couldn't detect beyond 500m -- a much larger flight of StealthX fighters. Those, too, figured into her calculations.

She bailed. Hyperdrive, class 0.4, outtahere. One killmark wasn't worth getting dogpiled by Incom junk.

 

[Via Dolorosa]

Location: Inside Kachiro City
Objective: Objective A, capture Claatuvac Guild
Allies: [member="Faye Terrik"], [member="Khan Ra"], [member="Shuduc Macar"], [member="Darth Valtryx"]
Enemies: [member="Corvus Raaf"], [member="Kira Liadain"], [member="Soliael Devin Talith"], [member="Meric Nadun"], [member="Anastasia Rade"]


There was no time for her to bring her weapon up to block or parry the Wookie's primitive weapon, so using the Force she gripped the Wookie's right leg throwing him off balance. The furry beast stumbled just enough to give her the opening she needed and she jabbed her blade into the midsection of the Wookie, then withdrew it quickly and brought the blade down in a slashing motion to sever the arm holding the weapon. With the Wookie dead, she could now continue to her aid the others until she saw a small green alien wielding a crimson blade cutting down Wookies. So another had come to assist them.

"It appears the situation down here is in good hands. See you at the guild." She turned and headed back through the opening to meet up with Khan Ra, who had done a grand job of clearing a path for her to try and reach the Guild unopposed by the enemy forces. However, nothing in war is ever easy. Rounding a building that was constructed of wood and leaves, she came face to face with two Republic soldiers who were standing about fifteen feet from her. They unloaded a volley of blaster fire at her and she countered their attack by diving and rolling behind another tree, ancient and gnarly looking. Unable to hit their target, they ceased fire and moved to flank her on either side of the tree. She looked around for something to use, her eyes falling on a basket weaved from vines. She peeked around the corner of the tree on the right, earning her a shot from the Pud as he slowly advanced on her position.

The basket, guided by the Force, slammed into the Pub on the right distracting him enough for her to jump out from behind the tree on the left, deflecting blaster shots back at the Pub on the left, killing him. She cocked a grin on her face. She was never good at that but desperate times called for desperate measures. Wasting no more time, she fell on the other Pub, adding his corpse to mounting casualties in this war.

Finally, after dealing with set backs, she caught up to Khan Ra. "I've had enough of this...let's waste no more time and take that damn guild!"



NPC

Spoiler

Location: Inside Kachiro City--- en route to Claatuvac Guild
Controller: Darth Venefica
Forces: Nightshade Squadron- 85 transferred to [member="Faye Terrik"], 5 transferred to [member="Khan Ra"], 2 taking Jedi prisoner back to HQ
Objective: Capture Kachiro
Opponents: Republic, Jedi, Wookies, Not trees

 

[Caulder Dune]

LOCATION: Stronghold Wubba-Lubba-Dub-Dub, Northeastern Branch
OBJECTIVE: B - Take/Destroy the Stronghold | Fall to Death
ALLIES: [member="Matsu Xiangu"] | [member="Darth Hauntruss"] | [member="Cryax Bane"] | [member="Xenia Nastassia"]
ENEMIES: [member="Kian Karr"] | [member="Ayden Quell"] | [member="Seraphina Shel'tah"] | [member="Dak Canton"]

NPC FRIENDS: [x07] Yuuzhan-Vong Warriors

By the time Dak turned around, Adekos was already half-standing, but it made no difference. The mercenary was simply too cool to be schooled by someone like Darth Adekos. The UV-intolerant Sith attempted to block the bolts as they came to him. One, two, but his uneven footing caused him to stagger backwards. The bolts he deflected went nowhere meaningful either. His rhythm was disrupted, and so he missed the third bolt entirely, which slammed into his right shoulder. This propelled him backwards further, as did the next three shots which slammed into his chest and gut. The width of the branch road was not unlimited, unfortunately, and so Adekos ran out of branch to backpedal over. He arrived at the edge, reeling and possibly mortally wounded from all those blaster bolts he just took, lingering only for a moment before tipping over over and falling into the forest below.

At that moment, Adekos had more in common with Coleman Trebor than he would have liked.

If Dak listened closely, he could probably hear Adekos screaming on the way down. It was kind of like holding up a conch shell to your ear and hearing the ocean, only right now it was with an Umbaran Sith Lord hurtling towards a murky fate. Dak would probably not want to think about this for too long, seeing as another seven Yuuzhan-Vong Warriors were now approaching him from behind to pick up where a derisive, dead Umbaran had left off.

 

[Taheera Sollo]

Location: near the Eastern bridge of destiny
Objective: defend, tussle, and fan self
Allies: Jedi
Enemies: [member="Randial"] Mister Patient?

The smell of burning metal and plasteel reached her nose. The nose of her blaster got burned in her shield. She let it drop from her hand, its clatter against the wood swallowed up by the sounds of the not-so-distant battle. She took that moment, his patience for a respite.

She began to heal the singed flesh on her hand, just expending enough energy to make it workable again to grip her staff. It would still be painful but not impossible. The staff would provide her the advantage of more distance between her opponent and his burning strikes. But there were disadvantages too.

She made no move toward him but steadied her breath and settled herself deeper into the will of the force and her connection to its rapid river of power. "Is there nothing I can do to persuade you to turn back?" There was no malice in her gaze, no trick, no reach for an unauthorized blaster - just raw sincerity with a hint of weariness.

 

[Khan Ra]

Location: Inside Kachiro City
Objective: Objective A, capture Claatuvac Guild
Allies: Faye Terrik, @Darth Venefica, Shuduc Macar, Darth Valtryx
Enemies: Corvus Raaf, Kira Liadain, Soliael Devin Talith, Meric Nadun, Anastasia Rade

Khan had been leading his five snipers through the edge of the city, taking care not to draw much attention to themselves. However, even though most of the city's defenders were either outside or at the beach, there was still the occasional squad of republic troopers, or pair of Wookiees. They were shot down quickly. That's the thing about sniper rifles; your enemy will never see you coming. Of course one of the five troopers was to injured to fire his rifle, but he kept his pistol ready in his good arm after threats from Khan.

The Felcatian growled with every time they had to pause and clear out passing Wookiees making their way to the beach, or Squads of rpeublic troopers patrolling for any sith that had gotten into that section of the city. They were rarely fired at, most of the troopers and Wookiees were dropped with headshots before they'd seen the five snipers and single acolyte making their way to the Guild House, but they were still significant delays. He hated delays. Every second wasted clearing the way to the Clutavaac Guild was another second the enemy had to regroup.

It seemed like hours to Khan before they finally got to the Guild. The Guild which had at least twenty Republic troopers and a fair sprinkling of fleabitten carpets standing outside, guarding it. It was reinforced enough to be a significant control point, and the enemy knew it. Another delay . Another thing stalling the capture of the city, and Khan's recognition. Khan growled deep in his throat, partially concealed from the troopers just within shooting distance by the drooping foliage of a massive overhead branch. Just after giving the snipers orders to fire- and clear out as many of the troopers as they could before they saw them, Khan heard Venefica's voice behind. "That's the idea." A moment later, the snipers began firing.

(Tl;dr: Firing on the npcs guarding the Guild house with my five npc snipers)

 

[Corvus Raaf]

Location: At the tree
Objective: Objective A – defend the tree
Allies: Nobody | All alone | Not a soul around it seems | Getting a bit lonely to tell the truth
Enemies: [member="Darth Carach"] (claimed me) | [member="Darth Venefica"] (wants a piece of me) | @whoknowshowmanymore?
Theme: Girl all the bad guys want

‘It’s like a bad movie
She is lookin’ through me
If you were me, then you’d be
Screamin’ “Someone shoot me!”
As I fail miserably
Tryin’ to get the girl all the bad guys want

Spoiler

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VGRxmYXi4Io

Corvus remained in a meditative state – to a state of mind and body where she reacquainted herself with simplicity. Emptying herself of feelings and thoughts she opened herself to the Force.

She became oblivious to her surroundings and in this state could only feel the Force; relaxing her, connecting her, informing her.

This actually made her difficult to detect in the Force and so she simply waited – knowing the Force would tell her when the time was right to act. And as she had said to the Padawans before, it was not necessary to strike the first blow – it was more often vital to strike the last blow.

 

[Veino Garn]

Location: Outside Kachiro City
Objective: Defend the City
Enemy: [member="James Mathison"]
Allies: [member="Kira Liadain"] [member="Soliael Devin Talith"] [member="Sabena Shai"]
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That was strange. His opponent had not taken advantage of his lapse in concentration. Fortunate and certainly honorable, but strange. It was not something he expected from those fighting under the One Sith banner. Not under the banner of those who would attack a hospital and masacre the doctors, nurses, and patients inside. They had no honor. They were all about the kill. He gave a slight nod to say yes.

And his opponent moved, spinning counterclockwise, pulling forth a second lightsaber as he did so and bringing them both crashing down towards his left shoulder. Veino pivoted his arms up to block the blow, bending his knees and elbows while using the Force to strength his limbs to absorb in so they all crashed together with a hiss. He grunted with the effort, and again using the Force to strengthen himself and then shoved upwards with his entire body and then yanked his blade away to go in for short, quick, horizontal slash aimed across his opponent's torso.

 

[Jaxton Ravos]

Location: Near the eastern bridge of destiny
Objective: Conquer Yugwaaargh, 2 / B
Sub-Objective: Cause excessive fanning
Allies: Marvin, the poor sparring partner
Enemies: [member="Taheera Sollo"], healer of hands

From the looks of her healing skill in comparison to her bladeswork it seemed Randial's opponent was a healer in nature. More comfortable mending wounds than creating them. Then what was she doing here, on the front lines? Had the Republic and the Jedi fallen to such a state where this was the vanguard that remained? Had so many died and turned that healers now mounted the front? What a pitiful thought.

"I am afraid not." Randial replied as he began to step forward in a powerful but slow march. "I suppose your tenacity is similar?" He asked, offering her a way out. Whether or not she believed him or took him up on his offer was not his concern. His objective did not change. He would continue moving towards her, closing the distance between them in a slow and methodical manner, waiting for her attack. If she didn't do anything until they were atop each other he'd slash diagonally, aiming for a slash from her right shoulder to her left hip. She'd find that less than halfway through the slash he'd disengage his lightsaber, then reignite it as came to her abdomen, lethality curbed through Alter Damage of course. Trakata was a beautiful thing, especially when you weren't afraid of taking a hit. A burning strike to the abs would be near killer in any long term engagement.


That was all assuming of course, she did not strike first and Randial wasn't put on the defensive. Which would have been perfectly fine. Djem So was a form of strength, of power, but also one of counters. Randial had no doubts that he would win this battle, only questions as to how.

 

[Darth Nephthys]

Location: Move to the TREE

Long term Objective A:

• Capture the Tree |

Short term:

• Moving to the tree, secured Kachiro bridge.
• Force grip and throwing Caleb to the right.

Allies: [member="Qun Vell"] | [member="Spark Finn"] || @Y’all [member="Darth Carach"] [member="Alicia Drey"]
Enemies: [member="Corvus Raaf"] I'm coming for you bbyboo -- Removed other around me because those folks were fighting other folks npc's. Save Meric's -- they are still fighting his NPC forces.
Directly Engaging: [member="Caleb Brolen"] | [member="Jack Sparrow"]



It was such a bloody mess of a fight against [member="Meric Nadun"] 's forces. Bodies would litter and stain the beach red. Such was the death toll from both sides that one would wonder how they would keep track.

But the beach in conjunction to the rest of the One Sith Forces would have the beachhead as the Republic Forces had retreated towards the main Home Tree.

K A C H I R O B E A C H A N D P I E R S S E C U R E D ​

Kachiro's bridge was swarmed. The waves of darkness would continue and in that the One Sith Forces would move to secure Kachiro's bride once and for all. Here the Royal Red Guard and the Droids would move to man strategic positions.

There would be no ground reinforcements from the Republic.

THEY WOULD NOT PASS!​

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K A C H I R O 'S B R I D G E S E C U R E D

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A beep beep and a red light would flash as [member="Jack Sparrow"] would be noticed trying to make out with his pilfered goods and booze.

Two Red Guards would start to pew pew over at his direction. A volley of red would strike a case of rum.

Pitifully, the dark spicy liquid would burst everywhere.

The rum was gone....

K A C H I R O T R E E ​

[member="Caleb Brolen"] would speak to the Vahla Darth, as if that would make her back down. As she was a mute, there would be no words. Flanking her was [member="Spark Finn"] and [member="Qun Vell"]. [member="Darth Carach"] was moving forward as well.

All of a sudden her organic hand shot out, tendrils of the Force would surge within her in a massive Force Grip. Every one of her intention was to grab him by the throat and then send him flying to the right to crash against the trunk of the tree.

Maybe he'll pass out.

Take him, her voice would mentally reach out to the two acolytes.

She had better things to do, her head would swivel up to the big majestic tree -- where [member="Corvus Raaf"] would be and company.

Spoiler

NPC Actions:
Controler: Nephthys
Objective: Securing areas of the city and pushing republic forces to Kachiro Tree
NPC Troops:

Graug
789 - At Meric's back flanking over running his forces
1665 at meric's front subjugating or killing forces
2145 secured the beach and the piers
1673 locked down the beach.

2750 Royal Guards - Secured kachiro Bridge
854 droids - Secured Kachiro Bridge

1832 Vong pushing to the retreating republic forces to Tree
1900 Royal Guards pushing to the tree

 

[Jairus Starvald]

Location: The Beach| Short/long term: Dominate. | Move to the TREE
Long term Objective A:

• 
  Capture the Tree | Short term:
  
• 
  Moving to the tree, securing Kachiro bridge.
  
• 
  Force grip and throwing Caleb to the right.
  

Allies: Qun Vell | Spark Finn | @Darth Nepthys || @Y’all
Enemies: [member="Corvus Raaf"] || I'm coming for you bbyboo
Directly Engaging: [member="Caleb Brolen"] | [member="Jack Sparrow"]

And so it was that the vast host of the Voice would finally arrive at the gates of Kachiro itself. It was an unorthodox city at best, organic, a token of the esteem the wookies placed in nature’s love and fortitude, it was a sad day when the planet would realize… that the Sith did not care much for such displays of affection.

Not when so strongly opposed.

It was beyond Carach why they would struggle so hard, just to lose in the end anyway. Was it not safer, was it not… smarter to simply give up. To give in and accept the bondages of servitude, to live as a servant, instead of to bleed out in the dirt like a common animal.
But perhaps that was all a wookie could really do, perhaps it was in their nature.

The gates of the tree city had been blasted open during the Graug’s escape and subsequent emergence to hit Meric’s forces in the back, wookie rebels had quickly put up barricades… but it wasn’t the real thing and they knew it.

Even with that, they still had around five hundred rebel Graugs running around the city and causing a ruckus. Ain’t exactly the best way to win this fight, no?

He would let Neph deal with the little padawan, while his own senses started roaming around the city, trying to… see what there would be in store for them.

Perhaps Carach would pick up on [member="Corvus Raaf"] or perhaps not. They would find out soon.

 

[Taheera Sollo]

Location: near the Eastern bridge of destiny
Objective: obby, turn up the heat
Allies: Jedi and the hearty, well balanced breakfast of nuna eggs and whole wheat cakes
Enemies: [member="Randial"], Marvin the NPC(look [member="Reverance"], be proud of me for mentioning a NPC!!!), and the not so lucky shirt

She may be freshly minted but she wasn't about to let that hunk...erm, towering of a sith just waltz right up playing slashy. When it was clear he wasn't about to back down, her feet parted defensively, her grip tightening on the staff.

"So be it."

She stepped forward before the potential slash and to keep him at a more comfortable distance. The top end of her staff went for a jab to that blue nose on his face before she pulled back for a low end strike to the outside of his left kneecap with the bottom end. This time she would be more intentional in using her smaller body size, speed, and lighter weight to her advantage to outstep his counter moves. That staff provided her with just enough more wiggle room to potentially out maneuver the sith - maybe tire him out with all this...vigorous activity.