NPC Post
Objective: A
Controller: Ryan Korr
Allies: [member="Talon Vosra"], [member="Graxin Rade"], [member="Thane Drexel"] (You'll need to take care of those Silviths)
Enemies: [member="Darth Nephthys"] | [member="Darth Arcanix"] | [member="Vrag"]
The Tree
Originally - 5,000 Wookiee Irregulars - Armed with whatever they can grab. Bowcasters and pole arms, mainly.
After Casualties - 4,794
Countering: Vrag’s 4,850.
The light from Jedi like Talon Vosra had burned away the darkness in large patches, revitalizing the Wookiees. Bolts or red illuminated the enemy just as much as the bolts of green did the Wookiees. The only difference was that the Wookiees had cover.
Wroshyr bark was some of the strongest in the galaxy, yet as genades swarmed into the houses the structures shuddered. Many Wookiees died on these lower levels, blown to bits inside the houses. But as the Sith troopers continued to past, thinking all the occupants dead, any surviving Wookiees would charge out of the writhing smoke and fall upon them from the rear. Such was the nature of an insurgency. Uncertainty reigned supreme, paranoia as his queen.
In order to completely clear out houses and ensure that no one had survived they would have to search every room and clear every house. Or simply level all of it. And while they focused on throwing grenades into individual buildings, they exposed themselves. Bolts of green became a staccato hailstorm, falling from higher levels, or from rooftops on the other side of the street.
The army of the Sith might be moving upward, but it would do so at a staggering toll by the end of the day. The Wookiees were even in number and their individual warriors were stronger. In this type of guerrilla war, they had the edge.
There was an old rule in urban warfare. You can move fast and suffer high casualties, or you can sacrifice speed for lives. The Sith seemed to have opted for the former.
Forces: 8,950 Peacekeepers (OOC: Graxin Rade granted me control over them)
Countering: Nephthys’ 932 Vong , 1420 Royal Guards, 1260 Royal Guards, 2454 Graug, 1650 Royal Guards, 11,500 Blackblades
One in five of the Ession soldiers had the BTI-HBC. Only one in five, but that number added up when they totaled nigh ten thousand strong. The Peacekeepers were hard pressed, flagging from the exhaustion of fighting for so long and against such odds. Their Graug allies had turned on them. The Republic had failed to come to their aid. Some despaired, though Commander Rade’s presence kept the Darkness at bay.
They were being pushed further back inside the tree, unable to hold the platforms on the exterior.
Then there came the sound of a hundred horns and feral roars in the thousands, distinct among the din of battle. It shook the ground. It shook the beach. It shook the tree. And the Peacekeepers took up the cry.
“THE WOOKIEES HAVE COME! THE WOOKIEES HAVE COME!”
“FOR ESSION!”
They charged back into the fray, blas-tech rifles unleashing red death amidst Blackblades, Royal Guards, Vong and Graug. Those with the HBCs had been ordered to stay behind their squad mates. That order was now countermanded. They were to be put at the front. In the center of the enemy.
If the Vong and others aimed at the backpacks they would die, yes, but they would take pockets of the enemy with them in the ensuing explosion.
Huge blasts roared from their shoulder cannons, which they directed mainly at the heavily armored Vong and Blackblades. The Blackblades were formidable, but they had traveled far to come to this battle and were just as weary, if not more so, than the beleaguered Ession soldiers.
Cryobans and flash bangs came from the Royal Guards, taking heavy tolls, but those grenades were returned with fragmentaries and thermal detonators from the Ession lines, whatever the Peacekeepers still had left.
As for the Graug, oh those poor, pitiful pawns. They made poor warriors for the Sith, in truth. Their tiny minds, though controlled and turned, were still conflicted. Conflicited thoughts in battle led to pauses, led to indecision. Indecision got them killed.
And the Peacekeepers? What of their hearts and minds? Convinction, my friends. Conviction. For though it may seem as though night has fallen eternally, the dawn will always come.
The Beach
Original -10,000 Wookiee Regulars - Armed with long guns or bow casters. Each carries a ryyk blade.
1,000 Wookiee Rocketeers - Armed with Wookiee rocket launchers.
2,000 Wookiee Specialists - Armed with X1 Disruptor Carbines
2,000 Wookiees Berserkers - Dual wielding Ryyk blades or kerrathorrs
After Casualties - 9,221 Regulars, 1,000 Wookiee Rocketeers, 1,981 Wookiee Specialists, 1,643 Berserkers.
Opposing Forces:
Vrag - 5,000 Sith Troopers
Nephthys - 1,000 Vonduun Skerr Draxus, 6,500 Crab Armor, 845 Graug, 954 Droids
Arcanix - 7,205 Sith Troopers, 9,621 Vong warriors, 4 Rakamats
The Wookiees were outnumbered nearly three to one. The Kraetos Shields took a heavy toll on the furry warriors, consuming many in flame. The Berserkers were the worst hit, but they fought like mad. Many caught fire in the streams from the Arkanian dragon heads and, bodies burning like torches, they tried to leap over the Kraetos shields and into the rear lines of the Vong. Most were caught but a few made it. Burn them. Shoot them. And yet still they fought.
But the Kraetos Shields served their purpose. Terrifying and formidable. A shame then, that they were clustered in such a neat and even line.
The Wookiee Rocketeers, not near the front lines, had yet to suffer casualties. They transitioned their fire from the Rakamats and Silviths, of which their were few, and turned their attention on the fearsome wielders of the Kraetos Shields. One thousand rockets, each individually capable of taking out a starfighter, rained down toward the Vong Skerr Draxus line as the Wookiees Berserkers pulled back.
The Specialists, with their X1 Disruptors, cared little for the Vong armor and shields. They leveled their powerful weapons at the Crab Armor and Skerr Draxus troops and opened fire. Disruptor rifles are powerful things, capable of disintegrating living flesh Unfortunately for the Vong, their armor was a living biot.
Thus, the Wookiees returned the incineration of their comrades with disintegration and explosions.
Another Sith force approached from the rear and caught the Wookiee Regulars by surprise. This caused a separation of forces as 5,000 of the Regulars moved to engage the Sith Troopers, while the other 4,000 assisted the Specialists, Berserkers, and Rocketeers.
The Wookiees exchanged the ordinary blaster fire of the enemy for the harsh bark of long guns, capable of knocking the Sith Troopers flat, along with the unabated volleys of bowcaster quarrels, which were more accurate and powerful than the bolts of a blaster. Some of the quarrels had explosive tips and shredded clusters of Sith Troopers, durasteel armor and all.
As for the Wall, it held for now, but was of little concern for the Wookiees at the beach.
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