Where is the Rebel Base? [Lords of the Fringe Dominion of D'rinba]

[Lucianus Adair]

D'rinba IV
D'rinba System

Long ago D'rinba IV had been subject to a visit by one of the most well-known superweapons in history - the Death Star II - on its way to Endor. This world was once host to a Rebel supply base, as well as hosting Rebels that held intent to disable the superlaser. Now, hundreds of years into the future, the base was home to a different contingent of troublemakers, but whether it was pirates or this century's new brand of rebellious souls was something that remained to be seen.

This relatively unimportant world along the Corellian Trade Spine was but one stop in the Fringean journey to control valuable territory, bolster resources, and keep the many safe from the horrors that lurked in this corner of the galaxy, patiently waiting for an opportunity to rise. New and old borders needed to be strengthened, and the taking of the D'rinba system would aid in that goal.

Suggested Objective -

1. Clear out the 'squatters' (Rebels/Underground suggested)

 

[Coren Starchaser]

Coren was starting to get the hang of this work well with others deal. And that was good. Fringe had many horrors, and from what he'd learned in the past... however long ago that was, was how to deal with said horrors. To use the Force to defend and to slay, to prevent things from getting out of hand. To keep the balance and status quo, as it were.

A world with history linked to the Starchaser line, D'rinba was working to bring back the feeling he had before. Where he knew who he was. Still needing to find Kelly, stopping the plague of Reavers and Rebels encroaching into the dangers of the Unknown Regions was about as strong as a thing as he could do. No need to let other families get split.

His son was flying military sorties and that was a good thing, but Coren had to get on the land. He had to get himself established on foot and that was what he was here for. The Warbird Wing operatives worked in stealth, and he had his lightsaber, sniper rifle and slugthrower. Not the most stealth, but he was here, and getting recon.

“Starchaser to fleet. Looks like we're dealing with rebels. Too much firepower down here for pirates.”

 

[Jorus Merrill]

[member="Lucianus Adair"] [member="Coren Starchaser"]

"Every dang time. Every time we get a foothold near Fringe territory, a fleet shows up. I'm starting to seriously consider the possibility that there might be a mole." Jorus grimaced. "Either that, or we're just not learning the lessons of history. I can respect cells starting up on their own home turf, I can arm them and all, but they need to have their own evac protocols. They need to be able to duck across nearby borders -- like, say, the Protectorate -- and go to ground."

He was talking to pretty much nobody associated with the local resistance. Just Beyyr, his stolid Wookiee copilot for the better part of a decade. The Gypsymoth was loading up for another blockade run. They could get out critical data, whatever personnel needed to be evacuated, resistance fighters' families...tale as old as time.

 

[Coren Starchaser]

Coren Starchaser was that type, he was on land, but he couldn't frelling stand it. He needed to be in space. Between here and their, engines pushing him through the galaxy. What he could do, though, was prevent those types of people from taking off. There was a certain bit of a rebel in Coren himself, but still, there were certain things you just didn't frak with. And that was the mission of the Fringe, protecting the galaxy from the Unknown.

The Sith? The Republic? Hell, take them all down, he'd join, but he was a protector here. That was what they did, wasn't it? These Rebels just didn't understand.

What he was doing, was scanning the local groups. And making his way to town. Local cantinas would be odd for him with a lightsaber and sniper rifle, but he figured he'd make due. Plus, he wanted to hear what was going on here. See who to stop, or who to owe a favor to. Walking down the streets, there was going to have to be a drop of armor, or he'd have to do it smuggler style. The latter more likely.

Where to begin? Shame the Force was all karked up.

[member="Jorus Merrill"] [member="Lucianus Adair"]