It had been some time now. Recopia. In the Core Worlds it was just another pretty planet, but once upon a time it held the One Sith's darkest secret. Or one of them, depending on who was asked. The Sith Assassins. Once lead by Darth Ferus, then by Darth Ophidia , they lived in the mountain home of Malif Cove until the Jedi found them. In a haste Krest, at the time known as Ferus, had the Assassins blow the base sky high. It was abandoned shortly after, forgotten.
But a lab survived. For his eventual plot to kill the Dark Lord Krest seized the opportunity to turn the broken home into his own resource. None of the Assassins new of the hidden room no explosives were armed in. No one knew that he had sealed it. It would have been the perfect staging ground, had the Zabrak not been imprisoned.
Aboard an Evakmar Krest stood dressed in his Templar Armor. On his hips, his weapons. His blue eyes stared out at the hyperspace lines, and he was silent. The Zabrak wasn't one to normally command such a large mission, but this was something he had personal insight on. He was one of four people to know the lab existed, and he knew how to disable the locks on it.
A bleep on a nearby consul signaled the planet was coming up. Well, no time to get nervous now, eh? A plated hand reached up to press another button, activating the intership coms. Now would be the time to address the fleet. He chuckled at the thought, which was on the broadcast.
"The base is empty, and not many people will be able to get in at a time. So a small unit will enter the lab. Why we have so many ships? We're in One Sith territory, and they don't like it when people come unannounced. They'll respond, in space and on ground. That's where we'll mess em up. We're only here to steal some tech though, so if things go bad pull out. Otherwise, lets remind the Sith why they use to want us on their side."
Edited by Krest, 29 July 2016 - 06:30 AM.