Winter Is Coming [SSC Dominion of Midvinter]

[Thurion Heavenshield]

"Thrice-damned thing... Ah, there we go! Thurion, I am sending you this message because I know I can trust you. Scouts have reported sightings of those undead bastards again. The Vinterbound have sent a raiding party in the vicinity of Fafnersvik, a settlement located on the tundras North of Tháinbroek. I have a war party ready for action, but I remember when you and I fought them off; your Jedi weapons are far more effective than any Valkyri craftmanship."​

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"My son, your people need you once again. I need you..."​

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Midvinter, Beornskald System​

The Far North​

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The recording ends there. Watching his father struggle using the rather easy-to-use holo communicator was endearing to no end, but the grim news he brought removed any chance of a smile crossing his lips. He'd fought these nightmarish creatures before during his first visit to the then-unknown world of Midvinter after he and Nina crashlanded there years ago. They were a stubborn foe not easily killed through conventional means, and even if severed in two they came after you with their sickly-blue glow for eyes. The Vinterbound were a menace as old as the planet itself, with many Valkyri believing they are the harbingers of Velkar, God of Fire and Mischief, who was forever banished by his father Odiir for tricking him into encasing the world in ice. What they really are, no-one knows.

Departing with all the haste they could muster, Thurion and the members of the Coalition geared up to battle not just the undead, but the cold as well. The village they would be defending was located in the far north, where freezing blizzards ruled eternal. Hopefully the others knew to dress warm for the occasion. "Here we go again," he turned to his wife sat beside him on the bridge of the Oathkeeper descending through the Midvinter atmosphere. He was wearing what he had worn to Ziost; the ancestral armour of his house, complete with the blue and golden tabard and his Valkyri blade, Snowfall, at his side. Over his shoulders an Älk fur had been draped to keep him warm. "You ready?"

Their ship touched ground and the ramp was lowered. Upon stepping outside into the bitter coldness of Midvinter he was greeted by the Valkyri war party his father had assembled. There were hundreds of them, all geared up in heavy armour and armed with huge axes, swords, spears and shields no normal human being would be able to wield properly. Some of them were mounted upon large warhorses, neighing and eager to move out. "Hail, Lord Heavenshield," a burly man spoke first with thick Runian accent, sporting a horned helmet and a big, bushy beard. "Your father spoke of great iron ships descending from the skies. He was right, as always. I am called Ulfgaard," he greeted Thurion with a bow. "At your service."

He returned the bow along with a polite smile. "Rise, friend. No need for such courtesy, especially out here." He looked around as more ship descended around them. "The Coalition has answered the call. Now it is we who shall serve your people, Ulfgaard." The large man smiled and clasped arms with the son of the king. "Our people," he corrected.

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[member="Coci Heavenshield"] | [member="Xander Stanforth"] | [member="Lorna Halcyon"] | [member="Kaida Taldir"] | [member="Nima Tann"] | [member="Boo Chiyo"] | [member="George O Rourke"] | [member="Arrik Terran"] | [member="Norah Kitts-Castillon"] | [member="Valiens Nantaris"] | [member="Maya Whitelight"] | [member="Vassara Raxis"] | [member="Connor Harrison"] | [member="Syala Daivik"] | [member="Coryn Raxis"] | [member="Azel Elerel"] | Anyone else​

OOC:
Objectives

• Join the march to Fafnersvik.
• Once there, defend the settlement against the undead horde.​
• Evacuate and safeguard any civilians.

Remember to number your posts! No more than 20 posts per writer!

 

[George O Rourke]

Location: With Thurion, Coci and Valkyri warriors
Allies: SSC
Enemies:Vinterbound
Objective: 1 and 2
[1/20]

George was aboard his own YT-2400 in flight to Midvinter. The Silver Sanctum Coalition was en route to Grandmaster [member="Thurion Heavenshield"] home planet after a distress call was apparently sent to the Grandmaster. Young Padawan George followed his fearless leader into the depths of the cold planet below. As George set it for autopilot he prepared to depart. He decided to go light on this mission, he had changed into heavier robes. They looked very similar to his normal robes but were quite a bit thicker and would stop the wind from penetrating the robe. He ensured that his lightsaber were properly connected to his belt and had a small bite to eat before disembarking into the cold world.

As the ship landed not too far from Grandmaster Thurions ship he made his way down the ramp where he was greeted by some of the local Valkyri people. They looked fierce standing tall carrying weapons larger and heavier that most humans could carry. They were true warriors and George was pleased to see that they were on his side. "Welcome to Midvinter, I can only assume you come with the Silver Sanctum Coalition." One of the Valkyri people welcomed him. "Thank you for the welcome. You are correct, I am here with Grandmaster Thurion. Its a pleasure to be here." He replied with a nice bow. He made his way over to the Grandmaster taking a position behind him careful not to intrude or interrupt. George wanted to help protect the people of Midvinter the best he could, defeating the Vinterbound on the front lines. But for now he waited, he was still only a Padawan and he believed it was up to the Masters to decided where they wanted him stationed.

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

[member="Thurion Heavenshield"] | [member="George O Rourke"]​

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"Ready".

Many times she had stood on the frozen planet, and many times she had looked on in wonder at it's beauty. But Midvinter will not suffer fools .. is unforgiving to those that underestimate the power of the biting cold. Yes, she is ready and stands next to her husband in armour given to her for this very purpose surrounding this her thick fur, she stands side by side with her husband to fight for their home.

Before they existed the Oathkeeper, Coci stopped him with a gentle pull on his arm, anything can happen on the field of battle and there is no time to say last words. "Beyond this life", she simply said, knowing he would know.

Existing the ship into the howling whipping wind, Coci pulled up her hood, tucked her braided hair behind her back and secured the fur around her body, she had never felt the cold as cold as this, it is Midvinter at it's fullest, it's most dangerous. Small pieces of ice cutting at her face, her cheeks fighting to stay warm glowed red and her lips began to dry. Using the force to stablise her bodily temperature will be enough to stave off the effects of the cold, but it will never be enough, if skin is unprotected, to prevent damage, but the Älk fur will.

The sight of the Valkyri warriors stirs the blood, she remembers all to well to blooded snow and ice around Tháinbroek on that day they saw the coming of the Dawn. But yet, this foe they will face unknown to all save Thurion and his people, Coci had only heard of them in stories spoken within the warmth of the Grand Hall. From that, she knows this is no easy fight and a foe to treat with caution. But stories are never enough to prepare for what is to come.

She bowed her head, to the warrior as he approached his Prince. Coci will remain by Thurion's side until they are ready to move out.

(1)

 

[Matsu Ike]

1/20
Defend the city

The cold some something she didn't always like as Matsu crouched down touching some of the snow. She was working and trying to help the ones who didn't know how to use tapas to keep themselves warm while moving around the city rather then going to the center. She expected many of the jedi to be going there or some of the more populated areas. She was working on the crystal in her hand as her senses focused on the area around her feeling in the snow and ice the vibrations over searching for life. The two researchers with her bringing crystal supplies and a chain she could hook it on while she was cycling through the sections of formed crystal with techniques she had learned from the pillow book and infuse force energy to modify the force crystal. "Be careful and observe everything out there. The area around the city will be key to prevent anything from getting in. Make sure they are set up and coordinate information to my wrist pad." There were nods as they were standing there in the snow. "Understood." Matsu turned to look out as her jade colored glistaweb kimono was under a thin robe with her utility belt holding the disc saber shura yuki. The twin saber blade on her opposite hip while the ancient blade of the beginnings sat on her back. The ankle length black hair blowing in the breeze to the side while on her neck the white sigil glowed casting light and a beacon into the force. She could feel the cool metal on her hand while the purple stone was fueling her experiments and work on the crystal. From her belt the synthetic cube was revitalizing her with its healing crystals they had created and her exemplar shield on her arm band was working. Inlaid in the red and white one was the shield amulet with a radiation badge.

Spoiler

Image Credit: [x]
Intent: To create a technoforce gadget for protection from the environment
Development Thread:

• Testing the Item

Manufacturer: Sasori
Model: Sasori Survival Circlet
Affiliation: Jedi/Open Market
Modularity: No
Production: Mass Produced
Material:

• Hybrid Plexisteel
• Crystals
• Force Energy

Special Features:

• Environmental Shield: Provides a small shield off the body that is able to protect from environmental effects. Cooling the body on desert world, dissipating toxic rain and creating an air filter on pollution rich worlds, regulating and warming the body in snow covered worlds, protecting from fungal spores and pollen on agriculturally heavy worlds.
• Force Feeding: The circlet is designed to work when being worn without an activation crystal. When in use it will continuously drain force energy akin to systems on a ship. The less stress from environmental hazards the less energy being used and when worn on worlds ideal for the wearer it will slowly use energy. The symptoms are from slight hunger to exhaustion and passing out from the amount of energy being used.

Description: Created by the Artisan's at Sasori as an alternative to bulky armor and environmental suits. The metal is lightweight and strong with the force energy poured and built into it to resist lightly a lightsaber blade but it will not be a substitute for armor or a shield amulet. Matsu's experience imbuing force techniques into items improving their uses as she set to give the two heads of the circlet the abilities to protect and help the wearer. A small barrier forming around them just off the skin that is able to purify the air and protect from rain or toxins as well as heat and ultraviolet light from the sun. The other can warm the wearer with tapas that will protect in cold weather and allow them to protect their internal body temperature. The shield does not protect from several forms of radiation exposure like a radiation deflection badge and the barrier it creates cannot protect from blasters, lightsaber blades or force powers. Wearing the circlet will slowly drain the user of force energy and draw more from them as they use it to protect from adverse conditions on planets.
Primary Source:

• Adiabatic shield
• Tapas

 

[Lorna Halcyon]

2/20
Marching

Lorna pulled her cloak up as the green heavier cloak was the only thing keeping her warm. Her normal attire changed for the colder weather with thicker boots while she was moving with a few others. Letting her fingers in the thin bodysuit style gloves work on the lightsaber. The special metal on the hilt, the crystals that were making her feel calm and collected. The crystal she had gotten from the family home on corellia before she was moving with her head coming up with the approaching with a case. "Padawan Halcyon we brought the items you requisitioned." She could see it and opening the case the small gem for her saber and the glove as she lifted it up looking at the inlaid crystal gem. "Thank you." She slid the glove out and on as the cool metal sent shivers down her spine. The small gemstone she picked up while taking it to her saber as she was constructing it and setting it in.

 

[Lief]

[1/20]

Later on, At the Village (Cause someone's writer is a derp!)
Evacuate and Safeguard Citizens

Mysa probably shouldn't have been there. She was still a very young child, and barely trained in any regard. She was, however, the Padawan of [member="Coci Heavenshield"] as well as the woman's... ward? Was that the right word to use? Either way, she and [member="Thurion Heavenshield"] were the ones who cared for her. Presently, though, it was Mysa who was doing the caring; The undead horde she had never really believed existed from Thrand's stories were currently marching toward the settlement, and Mysa had pleaded her case to come and assist. There were children here who needed protecting, but more so than that they needed reassurance, they needed to have their minds off what was happening, and other children definitely helped with that!

So she accompanied a Jedi she knew not the name of as they evacuated the settlement. Coci and Thurion were likely on the frontline, although the small Umbaran could not know for sure. It had all happened relatively quickly since they landed on-world with the Silver Sanctum in tow. The thought worried her, but Coci had told her about keeping her mind at peace, the way it had been in the glade on Tabaqui where she and Coci had first connected over their mutual fondness of nature. She had to be a pillar of peace at this moment, she knew, she could not show worry or panic or else the civilians would pick up on it and act unknowingly. They could be ever so perceptive when their own stress levels were high.

"It's okay" Mysa said to a small child she was helping from her home, taking her hand and leading her toward her waiting mother. The woman held the child close the second she was at arms reach and hurried off into the crowd, not giving Mysa even a single glance. Not that Mysa expected anything else, she was more a guiding shadow right now than anything else. But once they were safely out of the critical zone and hunkered down her role would change, as would the other Jedi's tasked with evacuation. It would be their job to keep people there until they were certain the horde was taken care of. Families would be split in their haste, moved to different evacuation points, and that made them restless. It made them panic, and act rashly.

Mysa hoped she wouldn't have to experience anything too extreme. After all, they were here to help not to hurt anyone or leave anyone behind.

 

[Kaida Taldir]

(1/20)
[member="Thurion Heavenshield"], [member="Coci Heavenshield"], [member="George O Rourke"]


As far as the naked eye could see, there was naught but frozen land as Kaida stepped out of the ship. A strong, icy wind whipped across the land and howled like the shout of a wrathful god. Snow crunched beneath her boots as she walked onward, finding that a party of Valkyri warriors had assembled to greet them.


This was Midvinter at its fullest, perhaps its most dangerous. For beasts lurked upon this land that was bathed in snow and ice. It reminded her a bit of one of the arctic islands on Kaeshana where Angelii cryomancers went to train in what could be called a boot camp. Lessons had included being frozen in an ice block and then being expected to get out on your own. Angelii training was not very forgiving. But now the cold did not bother her, even though she had foregone the additional heating and personal environment units for her armour. From head to toe her body was encased in battle armour, her features obscured by a helmet. Firemane produced armour designed to shield against environmental hazards, but that was not what mattered. She was attuned to the cold, embraced it even. It was far more her element than tropical planets, jungles and such. Out here she thrived.


Cold blue eyes scanned the area before them, falling upon the native warriors. They seemed tough, hardy folk, armed with huge shields, halberds and swords probably heavier than the average human was able to carry. Or the average Eldorai, for they tended to be physically slightly weaker than humans. Doubtless many of of them would not survive today, for it would be a day of blood stained snow and ice. But this did not disturb her either, for the Seraph was used to warfare.


Far as she knew, a menace of zombie-like creatures had arisen, called the Vinterbound by the natives, believed to be the spawn of a dark god of trickery and evil. The tales reminded her a bit of the Reavers. Well, she had fought them during the twin exterminatuses on Gehenna and lived to tell the tale. In the light of the fact that her own homeworld faced inevitable destruction a few months down the road, a horde of zombies sort of paled in comparison. Still, she had been ordered to come here and assist. Quid pro quo and all that. Her own personal feelings were hidden behind thick layers of ice. Heavily armed and with a Taegis shield strapped to her back, hand close to the bolter that rested on her hip, she moved forward with the rest of the group, waiting for the order to advance.

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Thurion Heavenshield"]

Solan had decided that he needed a good icy vacation with some interesting scenes. So why not tag along when he heard that the Silvers were going off on a skiing trip. The fact he wasn't personally invited for such was such a sad one to tell the truth.... but not really. He looked on silently and suppressing his aura as best he could out of respect for the Jedi around him. He didn't need to distract them with his presence if some found such as so. He needed a break too while he was at it, the arrival of the Covenant was mroe taxing on his mind than he had assumed originally and he needed to clear his mind over what they could do if he made one wrong move against them. He had to quiet talk about how the sith might return the culture back to their own, how they might restrict trade and put the planet back into the state it was before.

Solan trusted those things would not come true but even then his eyes closed at times with that thought and he needed to be around those that would be able to go on without the fears and worries. Thus he came to the homes of he Silver Jedi themselves, focusing on how best he could help with what ever problems they had at the current time and surprising enough it seemed that there was another world with whom shared a very curious fate as others. He remembered Nimue's own people and it made him very curious how two cultures on the opposite sides of the galaxy were so similar, yet also so different. He would needed to study these peoples for a bit more than he had in the texts so far.

That didnt change the fact of him being here, knowing about the culture or not. No he was here to help those he considered friends so with a silent expression he followed [member="Thurion Heavenshield"] while shielding himself from the change in temperature that he was used to with his own cloak.

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[Maya Carrick]

[1/20]

Covered in her own armor she hadn't wore for a while letting the armor be against her skin once more but around it she had on a cloak of theorem capabilities. As one of the Silver Cross ships landed upon the frozen land. Giving her last orders to the team she had brought with her giving out the detail duties and if any other join they would be giving the same orders.

Time to join the others, as she called out in the cargo bay, there in the shadow a head raised. "Okay lets see how you handle the cold, come Hunter.", she thought it wise not to bring along one of the young puppies that she was training for her children. It seem that as he came to her side and her own team came off the ramp. Only to give a way with some greetings more stares of her skin, hair and eye color. Those blue eyes curious of took a hold. "Greetings, could you point me to where the others had gathered.

Finding herself letting her boots crush in the snow upon the ground. Pulling her hood up around her more, this planet she been their before to help with [member="Thurion Heavenshield"] surprise. It had been her fellow sister of the order that called upon her, feeling it had been time to take the children off planet to see a world cover with snow. As she step closer to where the others had gather once again taking her hood down so could make the greetings.

"Greetings Coci, my dear." kissing both of her cheeks. This time knowing that she would have to do something later on, "Maybe later on we could bring out the peaches.", giving her a grin. After which came something more giving Thurion his due repect, before she once again spoke softly. Just by her voice and her looks could she really help them at all in the fight. "Greeting Leaders and kin of Thurion, I"m Whitelight." for now should she had spoke as a warrior of old the planet that she had been from long ago the skills that was needed today from the undead could been needed. "Oh forgive me this fine beast, she Hunter, in battle he has been born and raise to fight along side me." knowing now just if she said to much or not enough. Giving her eyes over towards Thurion knowing he had came to see be on what the skin and hair was to what she keep lock up inside of her in time like this it would be unleashed.

[member="Mysa Snowstrider"] [member="Lorna Halcyon"] [member="Matsu Ike"] [member="Coci Heavenshield"] [member="George O Rourke"][member="Thurion Heavenshield"]

 

[Vakarian]

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Stepping off of the platform of the Silver's transport, he was met with the icy chill of the harsh climate on Midvinter. They were told to dress warmly, and he had done as suggested donning a cloak of bantha fur and stepping into the frigid climate of the planet. The party was instantly greeted by the native Valkyri, most seemingly knew of Thurion Heavenshield, which would be of no surprise had he known that the grand-master was indeed a native to the planet himself. Call him unobservant, if you will, but he had indeed failed to notice such lineage.

"Honor to you and yours." he stated in respect to the man that had spoken to Thurion, careful not to interrupt the conversation, interjecting to say his piece when a silence passed between the two. He didn't know if that was the proper greeting or not, but they seemed to be a noble people, and he assumed they valued honor above most things. After he had said his piece, he retreated from their presence and awaited the march.

Stepping off to the side, away from the gathering, he entered a state of meditation. This was his first time with the Silver Sanctum Coalition, and he wanted to ensure that he did himself - and his order - justice in the coming trials. He allowed the Force to enter his mind and show him his surroundings through its current, he could feel the presence of all those that had answered the call of the order so far. It was nothing less of remarkable to say the least, so many personalities and alignments able to work together for the betterment of all - it was something that he valued.

If they did not judge on dark side or light side, then they would not care that he grew up on Dathomir among the Night Brothers. He may have finally found a place that he could call home. It was through this revelation that his presence in the force would exude a sense of home and comfort, something that he himself had not felt in the menial eighteen years of his life. He remained silent and still in meditation, allowing himself to explore the nature of the Force, while maintaining an awareness of his surroundings.

It was easier than most times, for him to remain aware of what was around him, what with all the masters and other Silvers gathering in one place. It seemed to inspire a confidence in his own abilities that served to strengthen his grasp on them.

 

[Anomalie]

1/20

Arrik Terran stood in the snow. His armored robes adorned his body, a set that had replaced the cobbled together the armor he wore before hand. He kept the shoulder cloak over his right arm, the remains of his robes from when he was a student at the temple on Coruscant. The apprentice was quiet, his breath steaming in the cold air.

He raised a hand from his side to join in on the march, this was his first excursion onto midvinter, apparently the planet of his commander, [member="Thurion Heavenshield"]. He was a skilled leader, and son of an influential leader here on his planet.

Arrik light eyes observed the frozen world, even in his armor designed to keep him warm...he still felt the chill, not yet really aware od the danger the world was in. He rested a hand on the hip of his lightsaber and walked towards the growing group of silver Jedi around him.

He picked out a few faces, thurion and [member="Coci Heavenshield"], a few padawans, but mostly higher ranking members. He took a spot by the rest of them, the marching had just ended and the battle had yet to begin. Somewhere in the limbo of action and boredom. A strange realm that Arrik was not yet used too.

Arrik folded his arms and acknowledged the nods and greetings of the Valkyri people, a strange species that seemed...so different from the other humanoids of the Galaxy. They were almost primitive people...but somehow advanced. Able to communicate on level with others of seemingly higher intelligence but they stayed a very warlike and barbaric people. Interesting.

Of course Arrik would never say what he though, especially with both the Heavenshields nearby. For now he was content to simply wait and watch as the limbo slowly descended into full blown choas when these...undead creatures rose again.

[member="Mysa Snowstrider"] [member="Lorna Halcyon"] [member="Matsu Ike"] [member="Coci Heavenshield"] [member="George O Rourke"] [member="Thurion Heavenshield"] [member="Coryn Raxis"] [member="Maya Whitelight"]

 

[Vilaz Munin]

Location: With [member=Thurion Heavenshield] and Company.
Allies: Silver Sanctum Coalition and the Valkyri
Enemies: The undead
Objective: 1 and 2
Post Count: [1/20]

With the conclusion of the meeting between the representatives of the Mandalorians and the Silver Sanctum Coalition it was clear that both parties didn't sign a treaty declaring the official alliance between the two factions, but decided to open trade lines and see if both could maintain this new relationship and not have one be slacking while the other was doing all the work. The Warrior also stated that the word of any Mandalorian was worth as their beskar trusting that every Vod honored their word. He definitely would honor his not just because he said that at the meeting but it was a factor of his personality. He believed that not honoring your word was something for cowards.

Midvinter was a world he barely had any knowledge or not stepped foot on this planet. He never invaded the borders of a nation unless it had loyalties to the One Sith or the Primeval, then it was all hands on for Vilaz. Though, that wasn't the case here for the Mandalorian. Today he'd be helping the Coalition on expanding its borders to this system with the help of the proud Valkyri Warrios that populated this land with other neighboring species. As well as not knowing the planet he didn't know the Valkyri, but was interested in knowing this culture due to the fact of its Warriors. His mind raced with questions such as what type of tactics they had? Did they have similar traits to the culture he belonged? Many questions that had to do with combat and culture.

He was clad in his Beskar'gam with the usual WESTAR 34 pistols in his pockets and Orar'bev with flashbangs and thermal detonators, and a repulsorpack on his back. His signature gear that often times provided him victory over an enemy of his. Once landing and exiting the vessel he was on his face was welcomed from the harsh cold of the tundras on Midvinter. It was similar to the temperature on Ziost but this was worse that Ziost. He covered his face with his buy'ce to save his face from the frostbite. Unlike the others who used the fur of wolves and other animals his source of warmth came from his armor. With the style that he always wore it was clear to the others of his affiliation and his status among the Coalition. Apart from being greeted by the cold they were greeted by hundreds of Valkyri Warriors wielding weapons that were considered unorthodox and backwards to the modern society of the Galaxy. Strange, but it told that they were strong when it came to close quarters. However, he didn't doubt them and was eager to see what these people could do.

[member="Arrik Terran"] [member="Coryn Raxis"] [member="Maya Whitelight"] [member="Solan Charr"] [member="Kaida Taldir"] [member="Mysa Snowstrider"] [member="Lorna Halcyon"] [member="Matsu Ike"] [member="Coci Heavenshield"] [member="George O Rourke"] [member="Thurion Heavenshield"]

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

[member="Thurion Heavenshield"] | [member="Vilaz Munin"] | [member="Arrik Terran"] | [member="Coryn Raxis"] | [member="Maya Whitelight"] | [member="Solan Charr"] | [member="Kaida Taldir"] | [member="Mysa Snowstrider"] | [member="Matsu Ike"] | [member="George O Rourke"]​

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Standing toward the back of the line, the pride of Rildonmark, are the mounted warriors of Midvinter. Aerin sits atop her war horse clad in her Valkyri armour, sword and shield strapped to the side of the saddle, over her back a full quiver of arrows the heads of which are strapped with fabric and soaked in oil, her long bow rests on her lap. She sits watching the Silver Sanctum ships land one by one, she only moves forward when Lord Heavenshield exists and approaches the warriors.


Urging her mount forward until reaching the Jedi warriors and their allies, she dismounts bows her head to Lord Heavenshield and his wife. "Well met my Lord, the cavlary awaits your command".

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[Spencer Olin]

Location: Exiting the ships with Grandmaster and the rest of the team.
Allies: SSC
Enemies: Vinterbound
Objective: 3
[2/20]

Spencer had received words of this mission to the home of their Grand Master [member="Thurion Heavenshield"], Midvinter. It was warned that the planet was icy cold and to prepare for that. Spencer had changed his armour with a thicker surrounding of fur and material to hold the wind out. Over the top of his armour was again a thicker robe also made from fur. The hood would block the breeze and thus helped Spencer regulate his body temperature. He knew it was going to be cold, but he had no idea what he had in store for him.

With the Leader of the Silver Cross aboard the ship he sat quietly preparing himself for the cold, meditating a preparing his mind for what was about to come. As the ship landed and the ramp went down Spencer followed Master Maya, leader of the Silver Cross towards the Grandmaster which had became the central meeting point. As he stepped off the ship the cold wind wisped up into his face making the large Corellian shiver. He pulled his hood further over his face trying to avoid the breeze that was to follow.

"Welcome to Midvinter, we're thankful to see you." One of the Valkyri people welcome the Coalitions people in the defence of their planet against the apparent undead. 'Than you for your welcome, glad to be here and able to serve." Spencer replied with a humble bow before moving over to the ever growing group of Coalition members. The crushing of the snow beneath his feet as he fell slightly into the soft snow with every step. Finally he made his position behind Master Maya, standing hands crossed in front of his waist waiting for her orders. Spencer was a young Jedi and this was one of the first times he had left Voss and the first time had represented the Coalition on such a big stage. He was excited to be here, but more excited to help the villages of the planet. There was much he could learn from being here and he couldn't wait.

[member="Ærin Firebrand"] | [member="Vilaz Munin"] |[member="Arrik Terran"] |[member="Maya Whitelight"] | [member="Coci Heavenshield"] |

 

[Darth Libertas]

Location: Somewhere in snowland, away from the village
Objective: Study creatures
Allies: Hmm...theoretically Silver Sanctum. Let's call 'em frenemies
Enemies: Zombies, Jedi jihadists


It was cold, so very cold. Oppressively so. A powerful wind raged across the snowland, howling and whipping. She was no stranger to extreme temperatures, but even now she found herself calling upon the Force to stabilise her body temperature as she drew upon what is sometimes called tapas. As she walked across the snow-covered ground, her boots causing small crunching sounds, she pulled up her hood over her head. Even with the furs she was wearing, it was a tall order.


"Are you growing soft, dear? Feeling cold? The Dark Side will sustain a true adept," Souldrinker spoke into her mind. The sword had a habit of chiming in. Sometimes it was helpful, but oftentimes it was also just plain annoying. However, she had learned to put up with it and sometimes even appreciated its biting sense of humour.


"Yes, yes, it is a pathway to many abilities. No reason to drain yourself using it," Sumiko responded just as dryly as cold, keen eyes fell upon what seemed to be a pile of corpses. As she approached them she bent down, examining them. Dead Valkyri, perhaps scouts. Two warhorses, their mounts, lay dead as well. By now frost had covered them and their blood was intermingled with the snow. Large, ugly wounds had been torn into their bodies as if some vicious form of animal had ripped through them.


"Animal or...the undead," Sumiko said softly, as if she were examining a species of insect. Stepping over a dead Valkyri whose head had been separated from his torso, she got her first look at what seemed like one of the Vinterbound. It was a truly disgusting creature. Corpse-like in appearance and with a foul stench to match, the creature had been badly maimed. The body also showed strong burn marks, evidently signs of fire being used on it, for it looked badly roasted. She ran a gloved, frost-covered hand over the body, then gathered some samples of blood.


"What did the shaman tell us again? Ah, yes, that these Vinterbound are the creatures of the God Velkar, a Trickster. Reminiscient of the Loki figure. Cast out by the Gods after tricking Odiir. What say you, friend?" the last word was spoken with a strong note of sarcasm.


She heard something like a scoff in the sword's response. "How fond humans are of clouding everything in myth. What are the odds their Gods were nothing but advanced aliens or powerful magi? I am certain this Velkar was nothing but a Force magi with a penchant for alchemy."


"I am inclined to suspect the same," she said, but then narrowed her eyes slightly when she heard noise. With a loud grunt and a gargle a zombie creature suddenly rose from the ground and pounced at her, still clad in what seemed like battered Valkyri armour.The power of the Dark Side took over and she wielded Souldrinker, depriving the beast of its legs. Yet even without legs the beast crawled towards her, sheer ferocity reflected in its glowing blue eyes as it tried to seize her foot before she beheaded it. Pleasure was reflected through her bond with the blade as Souldrinker tasted blood. There was little time for respite as more beasts approached, driven by primal rage and hunger, wielding primitive spears, swords and the like.


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[Garik Reed]

Location: With the cool kids [member="Thurion Heavenshield"] & [member="Coci Heavenshield"]
Post Number: 1/20

As the ship landed, Azel grunted. He wasn't sure he'd ever get used to interplanetary travel. As he followed the Grand Master and various other Jedi off the ship, he was relieved, and it showed on his face. While the others chatted, Azel looked around, checking his gear with his hands. Indeed, he had brought warm clothes, along with a rather basic lightsaber he'd borrowed from the Silvers. One day, he'd make his own.

A long time ago, Azel had gone back to the crash site where his parents died. According to the data he found on them, this was where they were both from. When he looked at the Valkyri around them, he did see a rather uncanny resemblance. Azel caught the glance of one of the warriors, nodding to him. Aye, these were definitely his people, and Azel hoped to get to know them. Wonder if any other Jedi are from here. As far as he knew, Thurion was from here, but he was the only Valkyri Jedi that Azel knew of. He just shrugged, and moved forward, standing a few paces behind the Heavenshields.

 

[Inger Strömfire]

Location: Among her people
Objective: Her own game
Allies: Herself
Enemies: ones she choose, those that choose to be and play her game.

Back on Midvinter once again, had it been one of her visions or something deeper with in to the core. Embracing the cold she did now her lips welcoming each intake of bitterness air. Oh yes how its been so long since she been able to in the cold and welcome it like an old friend. Even now as over looked the wilderness it was the beauty that only one true born of this planet.

Even so she was in her full armor as if to be the true warrior she was with in. Even so she had a smirk on her lips would she be here to help or would she be here for herself. Even then would someone step in to confront her for being the way she was in the force. To drink in the darkness then to bath in the light.

With her bow at her side one that would aid her in this own seeking and hiding. For now she would blend in with the others talking the language of her people like she never been away. Even speaking of which chief was her father and where she came from by the lake. Ice fishing and the hunt she been on, even the few luck raids, lore herbs art of bring the wounded back to life some how back then it been the gods seen favor but now she knew better. Just like the iron in the sky she knew to be ships that went to many different planets and parts of the galaxies.

[2/20]

[member="Azel Elerel"] [member="Sumiko Tanaka"] [member="Spencer Olin"] [member="Ærin Firebrand"] [member="Vilaz Munin"] [member="Arrik Terran"] [member="Coryn Raxis"] [member="Solan Charr"] [member="Kaida Taldir"] [member="Coci Heavenshield"] [member="George O Rourke"] [member="Thurion Heavenshield"]

 

[Matsu Ike]

3/20
Defend the city

The city was still a sight but Matsu remained out in the snow while she was listening to the sounds, her knees going down to rest while she knelt there hands slowly clasping in front of herself. Her thoughts going to the undead she could feel now in the air and her senses were scenting them. The disc saber on her hip as she brought herself up and wrapped the band of metal on her wrist feeling the energy of it while she was working to search a few of them out and gauge how dangerous they were. Something to add to her notes for curiosity sake before heading towards the walls to reinforce when the major attack came. Her eyes were flicking back and forth while inky shadows moved around in the darkness with her heading a little away from the city.

 

[Connor Harrison]

Objective: Defend Fafnersvik
Location: Outside the village perimeter
Allies: The Silver Sanctum
Enemies: Anyone who opposes him
Gear: Combat Armour | Blue Bladed Lightsaber
Post: #1 / 20

So here it was – back to where the Heavenshield clan rose from, and once more the Silver Sanctum called in to protect it. This was a personal mission for the Grandmaster and his wife, and the coalition forces were rallied to risk everything to take the planet from those who wanted it for themselves. So why were the Silver Jedi forces here? Because they followed the Grandmaster and his wife whenever they clicked their fingers. Connor had followed, but simply to do what was asked and flex his muscles as a new warrior following his isolation. He doubted anyone even knew what was going on in that spiders-web of a mind of his, but they would. Soon.

Connor held his cowl down with one arm and squinted against the biting cold as he walked with a squad of soldiers in burly armour towards where the amassing forces were. Some had taken position in the surrounding high ground, others were already marching. Their target, Fafnersvik, was in the far distance and surrounded by what looked like a perimeter defence wall and a low mist that was even harder to see with the flurry of sleet and snow from the heavens above.

This was certainly going to impede their move, but one with the Force didn’t care for the weather as that was something easily overcome. His black armour and cowl wasn’t the best against the white snow, but he wasn’t trying to hide. His deadly spiked gauntlets were out ready to both attack and traverse the icy terrain for extra grip.

Turning his head to look along the line of bodies, he saw familiar faces ready to give it their all, and dozens of ones, native to the planet. Why they couldn’t fight their own battles with their primitive, vicious looking weapons and horses he didn’t know. Eyes taking in each warrior and soldier, Connor finally brought them to the figures of [member="Thurion Heavenshield"] and [member="Coci Heavenshield"]. This was their world; their fight. They only cared for each other, and Coci was slowly losing who she was to become a Valkyri with their morals, ideals and curses.

He kept a placid, hopeful look on his face as he stood ready, knowing this would be a walk in the park if he finally let go to those who stood in his way. His gloved hand tightened on the black cowl as he waited like the obedient Master he was.

[member="Matsu Ike"] | [member="Inger Strömfire"] | [member="Azel Elerel"] | [member="Sumiko Tanaka"] | [member="Spencer Olin"] | [member="Ærin Firebrand"] | [member="Vilaz Munin"] | [member="Arrik Terran"] | [member="Maya Whitelight"] | [member="Coryn Raxis"] | [member="Kaida Taldir"] | [member="Solan Charr"] | [member="Lorna Halcyon"] | [member="Mysa Snowstrider"] | [member="George O Rourke"]

 

[Lorna Halcyon]

4/20
Marching

Her attention as they were marching was on a few of the things. As she was going now towards the city she could see things moving in the trees and Lorna finished her saber, checking it and making sure the emitter wasn't inverted so it wouldn't blow up in her hand. The small attention to detail on the hilt as with the glden half glove she wrapped a hand around grip running off with her green heavy cloak trailing behind her. The sound of her boots crunching the snow underfoot and the scent of cold rotted flesh came to her before she moved towards a tree activing with a snap hiss the dark honey colored blade and the golden hilt glowed while she was gripping it. "Now the fun can begin."