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[Field Marshall]

"Hm... I suppose we ought to strike the strongholds all at once then. We shall use shock and awe to capture every stronghold at the same time, and pursue them to the main headquarters with such speed that they cannot scorch the earth as they flee. We should prepare to strike as soon as possible." He nodded towards the map. "I can have my forces ready within a day."

Sebastian analyzed the map before typing going sifting through the collected information and history on the planet. A search engine yielding something quite interesting to him and the possibility of where the enemy may possibly be. "The Promised Land." Sebastian said aloud but the info did not tell him where it is but gave him an idea of where he should place interception forces. "Chief of Pellerion, our two units will be lying in wait down here in the Undercity, the enemy HQ has to be hidden within or near the Undercity. Once we can identify where they are fleeing too, we can strike like lightning." Sebastian explained before exiting the War Room with the final plan in place.

 

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KASHYYYK​

The rain was thick up in the higher area of the Bacca clanland. While the forestry was fierce, unyielding, forever growing, Tobias found himself enjoying the rain and silence as he sat atop a tree and smoked a tightly rolled cigarra. His cloak draped over the edge of one of the taller trees and shook gently in the breeze which flowed through each tree like the very Force itself. Below him the mechanical whirring and metallic grapples of HK-55 began to fill his ears. The blue hue of his tinted body was easily distinguishable against the darkness of the forest below.

“Supplication: I do not understand why organic meatbags prefer to climb so high when they were born on the ground—the very idea of being so high, unless for a tactical advantage is merely an exhibition of pointless objectivity, master.”

“I like being up here. I wouldn’t expect you to understand.”

“Reiteration: I do not understand such things at all, Master.”

He continued to smoke and stared out at the ocean of green that expanded onwards. How long had he been here now? Was it years? How old was he? Questions swirled in his mind; flickers of a fragmented life, playing by in tune to a discorded harmony that droned on. How long would he remain until something else called him from where he was, to where he would go? He pulled out his holocron, old and faded and looked through the documents inside—each planet had left clues to where his enemy had been. Kashyyyk had been the last—and from there, it was unknown.

“I am unsure of where your next destination may be, Master. Logical probability of Sith and or Empire settlements would best be suited to homeworlds in order of Korriban, Dromund Kass. Would such clues halt me from making any more vertical journeys? I do so hate the savage hairy brethren you consider friends. Perhaps a nice vacation to Coruscant, or Taris?”

How long until the fragments would piece themselves together and make him leave? Where was this man going?

Tobias looked up at the grey clouds above and pondered the thing that scared him, terrified him to the core more than most things. Would I have to venture into the void of no galaxies? Was that where the real Sith were hiding?


He finished his cigarra and stubbed it out on the tree.

 

[Field Marshall]

"You feel that T'reas, it's what I believe my father described as the dark side. It feels like it's coming from far below, I think we should investigate because it's so.......interesting." Kassius said to his traveling companion. They were currently in the Undercity of Taris drawn here by Kassius's intrigued. A few weeks prior to their arrival on Taris, they were on Nar Shadda where Kass had heared rumors that the Hutts were trying to make use of the Rakghoul plague that should have been eradicated ages ago. It seemed the a warlord under Hutt order had taken over Taris as a front for the Hutt Imperial Forces to investigate the Rakghoul plague that once ravaged the planet, they were searching for the Nekghouls.

They had followed a vessel of from Nar Shadda to Taris before the Mandalorian siege began, out of a sense of duty or adventure. They followed the team of mercs sent by the Hutts, who eventually discovered the two Matukai were following them which lead to a confrontation in which Kass killed two of them but they rest got away on speederbiked. He lost track of them but now they had a new lead Kassius intended to follow it. He mounted a speeder bike of a downed merc and said to T'reas "What they won't be using them, might as well help ourselves."

Yarrow

 

[Lordvader59]

Sebastian analyzed the map before typing going sifting through the collected information and history on the planet. A search engine yielding something quite interesting to him and the possibility of where the enemy may possibly be. "The Promised Land." Sebastian said aloud but the info did not tell him where it is but gave him an idea of where he should place interception forces. "Chief of Pellerion, our two units will be lying in wait down here in the Undercity, the enemy HQ has to be hidden within or near the Undercity. Once we can identify where they are fleeing too, we can strike like lightning." Sebastian explained before exiting the War Room with the final plan in place.

"A solid plan" he went with him and dispatched orders for the armies of Clan Pellerion to ready for war. They would set off to Taris posthaste, and quickly overrun the fortifications.

 

[Yarrow]

"You feel that T'reas, it's what I believe my father described as the dark side. It feels like it's coming from far below, I think we should investigate because it's so.......interesting." Kassius said to his traveling companion. They were currently in the Undercity of Taris drawn here by Kassius's intrigued. A few weeks prior to their arrival on Taris, they were on Nar Shadda where Kass had heared rumors that the Hutts were trying to make use of the Rakghoul plague that should have been eradicated ages ago. It seemed the a warlord under Hutt order had taken over Taris as a front for the Hutt Imperial Forces to investigate the Rakghoul plague that once ravaged the planet, they were searching for the Nekghouls.

They had followed a vessel of from Nar Shadda to Taris before the Mandalorian siege began, out of a sense of duty or adventure. They followed the team of mercs sent by the Hutts, who eventually discovered the two Matukai were following them which lead to a confrontation in which Kass killed two of them but they rest got away on speederbiked. He lost track of them but now they had a new lead Kassius intended to follow it. He mounted a speeder bike of a downed merc and said to T'reas "What they won't be using them, might as well help ourselves."

Yarrow

T'reas looked around. Taris had once become kind of a city planet again after their sacking nearly 6000 years ago. He walked next to Kassius, he didn't really liked the guy because he was so unorthodox and was falling off the right path, but it was T'reas duty to protect this guy, sort of.

Kassius was to fixed on following the Hutts while they should actually do something about the Mandalorian Invasion of the Taris system. Assist the Jedi Order for example who were starting to gather their lightsaber armies to fight their second archenemies.

He looked at Kassius "What the hell are you thinking. Remember your teachings, use the force to keep your body clean from the Dark side. Why should you go investigating the Dark Side?!!" The guy was really not doing right, then he looked at the speeder bikes "I can run faster..."

Field Marshall

 

[Field Marshall]

Sebastian's men were already geared up and waiting aboard his Kom'rk Class Transport along with their Ashari Panthers where were secured in the cargo holds. Sebastian went to the army to put on his Mandalorian Vambraces and grabbed his plethora of weaponry that would be a little much to carry around all the time. He even made sure to grab his custom beskad. Sebastian always carried his crushgaunts, darksaber, and custom heavy pistol but the rest of his equipment is very unnecessary to carry around in a situation where he doesn't expect to enter combat. He then boarded his own transport and made for the Bridge while his ashari panther was secured in the Hold. As soon as he was strapped in the starship took off heading towards Taris whether it was to await the arrival of his vassal or if they were travelling together. It would be a rather brief journey through Hyperspace though, just before they entered hyperspace he could see other warships who had just received their orders leaving and entering hyperspace.

Lordvader59

"Alright fine, but running just wouldn't be as cool as riding a bike that was a spoil of war. Some good exercise should clean my body, since you claim I need to. However, who knows what could be going on down there. For all we know a sith lord could be subjugating the Nekghouls and planning to use them to invade the surface." Kassius said persuasively. But T'reas has a fortified manner it would likely take more than just words to convince him. A devilish grin appeared on Kass's face as he dashed off in the direction the mercs fled follow the trail left by their speederbikes.

Yarrow

 

[Yarrow]

Sebastian's men were already geared up and waiting aboard his Kom'rk Class Transport along with their Ashari Panthers where were secured in the cargo holds. Sebastian went to the army to put on his Mandalorian Vambraces and grabbed his plethora of weaponry that would be a little much to carry around all the time. He even made sure to grab his custom beskad. Sebastian always carried his crushgaunts, darksaber, and custom heavy pistol but the rest of his equipment is very unnecessary to carry around in a situation where he doesn't expect to enter combat. He then boarded his own transport and made for the Bridge while his ashari panther was secured in the Hold. As soon as he was strapped in the starship took off heading towards Taris whether it was to await the arrival of his vassal or if they were travelling together. It would be a rather brief journey through Hyperspace though, just before they entered hyperspace he could see other warships who had just received their orders leaving and entering hyperspace.

Lordvader59

"Alright fine, but running just wouldn't be as cool as riding a bike that was a spoil of war. Some good exercise should clean my body, since you claim I need to. However, who knows what could be going on down there. For all we know a sith lord could be subjugating the Nekghouls and planning to use them to invade the surface." Kassius said persuasively. But T'reas has a fortified manner it would likely take more than just words to convince him. A devilish grin appeared on Kass's face as he dashed off in the direction the mercs fled follow the trail left by their speederbikes.

Yarrow

"Maybe it wouldn't be as cool, which is something you should actually not care about, but it is certainly better for you to run" Kassius tried to be persuasive, but T'reas didn't know exactly why "I can take a Sith Warrior, however, Inquisitors might give us a problem"

Matukai's were focused on combat with weapons and they have not much defense against Sith tricks and magic, they can invade a shock send towards them but a chain of lightning is definitely challenging.

T'reas followed Kassius, Kassius knew the way

 

[Lordvader59]

Sebastian's men were already geared up and waiting aboard his Kom'rk Class Transport along with their Ashari Panthers where were secured in the cargo holds. Sebastian went to the army to put on his Mandalorian Vambraces and grabbed his plethora of weaponry that would be a little much to carry around all the time. He even made sure to grab his custom beskad. Sebastian always carried his crushgaunts, darksaber, and custom heavy pistol but the rest of his equipment is very unnecessary to carry around in a situation where he doesn't expect to enter combat. He then boarded his own transport and made for the Bridge while his ashari panther was secured in the Hold. As soon as he was strapped in the starship took off heading towards Taris whether it was to await the arrival of his vassal or if they were travelling together. It would be a rather brief journey through Hyperspace though, just before they entered hyperspace he could see other warships who had just received their orders leaving and entering hyperspace.

Lordvader59

"Alright fine, but running just wouldn't be as cool as riding a bike that was a spoil of war. Some good exercise should clean my body, since you claim I need to. However, who knows what could be going on down there. For all we know a sith lord could be subjugating the Nekghouls and planning to use them to invade the surface." Kassius said persuasively. But T'reas has a fortified manner it would likely take more than just words to convince him. A devilish grin appeared on Kass's face as he dashed off in the direction the mercs fled follow the trail left by their speederbikes.

Yarrow

The men of Clan Pellerion ran with exception swiftness. Andas went into his personal armory and began to arm himself. He slipped on his vambraces, them locking on with a hiss. Then, he hopped in a starfighter, forming up with a squadron of his personal guards. Near them, the transports jumped in. "Aegis squadron, tighten formation, prepare to jump to Taris." He quickly made the calculations and eased into hyperspace.
Field Marshall

 

[Field Marshall]

"Maybe it wouldn't be as cool, which is something you should actually not care about, but it is certainly better for you to run" Kassius tried to be persuasive, but T'reas didn't know exactly why "I can take a Sith Warrior, however, Inquisitors might give us a problem"

Matukai's were focused on combat with weapons and they have not much defense against Sith tricks and magic, they can invade a shock send towards them but a chain of lightning is definitely challenging.

T'reas followed Kassius, Kassius knew the way

Kassius could smell the exhaust from the bikes especially when purging the fumes he breathed in from his body. He realise the scenery had changed to underground type scene just before coming to a grinding stop around a collection of speederbike parts and dead bodies. These were the bodies of the mercs they were chasing. Kassius could sense residual dark side energy in the area and an inspection of the bodies revealed that they were killed by vibroblades of high quality. He wondered if it was other mercs or something else. A sith using a vibroblade? "Now we definitely have to investigate, look at this T'reas. Should we really turn a blind eye to whatever did this?" Kassius said to T'reas.

The men of Clan Pellerion ran with exception swiftness. Andas went into his personal armory and began to arm himself. He slipped on his vambraces, them locking on with a hiss. Then, he hopped in a starfighter, forming up with a squadron of his personal guards. Near them, the transports jumped in. "Aegis squadron, tighten formation, prepare to jump to Taris." He quickly made the calculations and eased into hyperspace.
Field Marshall

The scene that mer Sebastian when his ship emerged from Hyperspace was one of the Mandalorian Assault Fleet laying waste to the meager fleet of the Hutt serving warlord. No doubt this would put the Mandalorians on the Hutts' radar and probably leading to some Mandalorians who became mercs to choose between their job or their people. Sebastian's ship descended into atmosphere amongst the debris to conceal their descent onto Taris ahead of the rest. It flew to the appointed rendezvous point in the Undercity to await the assault on the enemy Strongholds.

 

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KASHYYYK
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He’d returned to his ship by nightfall and had decided to stay in it. For the last few months he’d spent his time focusing on the force, trying to allow his mind to make sense and clarify the swirling red he saw whenever he slept. Voices spoke to him in the dark. They faded in and out of his mind like ghosts speaking cracked sentences that made no sense. He was sat in the lounge of his large freighter, The Vessel VIII, and smoked another cigarra while HK-55 set about maintaining the ship. The assassin droid had become quite adept and making sure Tobias could take off and leave whenever he wanted.

Tobias respected HK-55. He liked the crass honesty and sarcastic humour. Sometimes it came as a welcome relief when times were hard, and as far as families went, he was the closest thing he had to one. He had bought him years back, when a large Ithorian was going to dismantle him during a bargain sale at an old droid market on Alderaan Hope. Since then, the droid seemed happy in following Tobias wherever he went, following him on expedition after expedition around the galaxy. They had fought together during several wars, and always seemed to come out of top. The droid had seen, killed, and experienced more pain in those years than some of the strongest warriors, and that made Tobias respect the machine on a higher level.

“Update: I have received several new logical advancements in tracking new Sith settlements.”

Tobias inhaled and spoke quickly. “Run them.”

The red eyes of HK-55 went to a white and he shook lightly before projecting a large map of the Outer Rim.

“There appears to be a skirmish on Taris—My calculations are that Mandalorians are commencing an assault of some sort. If you were to assist them, perhaps they may have clues as to where you may find many others trained in Sith.”

He leaned back and looked at the map. Watching the swirling blue projection, he tried to think. He looked at HK-55 and folded his arms. “I’m not sure what I’m looking for is Sith, HK.”

“Agreement: My calculations of your experiences with said being shows that there is a seventy six percent chance that the being may be of something related to this dark essence you speak of. His actions would, while being congruent, may just be a part of a larger ideal.”

“Dark side doesn’t always mean Sith.”

“Agreement: I agree.”

The Mandalorians were conquering worlds. Tobias knew of this. Perhaps Taris would be a better approach than others. From there, maybe he would find another clue. Kashyyyk was a dead end at this point. The only Sith he had come across were the ones of forgotten wars, old and frail, their hatred only fuelling their old bodies until they became one with the earth around them. He had let them die of their own vices, and had remained here for peace and serenity, but the voices, the visions, and the haunting long white hands of the beast from his past were stretching out to call him to his own demise, he felt.

The only way to keep moving now, he thought, was to keep chasing wars, conflicts, and skirmishes. Some things called out to him now and he would follow anything the force showed him. He understood completely that for his own peace, he would continue to traverse the worlds. The next one was Taris.


He set about preparations for takeoff.

 

[MattS]

"Really gets the blood flowing, that's for sure." He said deactivating his own forcesaber with a hiss, before taking the lead once more. Despite slaying the Tarentatek, the very air still felt, evil. Hungry... The crusader felt a compulsive tug, pulling him deeper into the stone chambers beyond, calling to his very essence. Turning to his companion, he gave a slight nod saying "Shall we continue on sister? If there was a Terentatek down here, there must be something of worth it was protecting."
Without waiting for a response, Eberron made his way deeper into the bowels of the academy. The deeper he delved, the stronger the pull. The force was practically screaming at him, as he reached a chamber. Eberron could only stand there, looking at awe at the what was within. "Sister... I Think we found the chamber where our abominable friend was created." He said referring the to the Sith Alcemical forge. But what really caught his attention was laying upon the anvil.
The sword is rather peculiar in the fact it's an experiment of sorts. Perhaps the Students here were trying to infuse the blade with the force much like the Je'daii of old, while combining the properties of their alchemy. Upon the Hilt and pommel there are two extremely rare Quixoni Crystal that seems to call to me. Whom ever forged this weapon spared no expense, as the edge seems to be forged of alchemically strengthened Cortosis. "There is a hunger to this blade, almost as if it is incomplete. The crystals themselves call to me. Perhaps some meditation with it can fix that while I attune the blade."

MattS

Jass followed shortly behind the red crusader, noting the increased twisting in the force the further down they went. Whatever lie in store for them, must hold incredible power and incredible worth. Soon they found the sith alchemical forge, which had a very...intruiging presence in the force. It was difficult to describe what it was, as she had never seen something like it, but it was most definitely corrupt and held much power. The blade that lie upon it's anvil was of similar force presence, but more...shall we say, tangible, to her perception. However it seemed as if it were hollow...incomplete. "I believe we have indeed, brother." she said, smiling. "It indeed appears incomplete in the eyes of the force. I'll stand guard whilst you meditate." She turned and ignited her forcesaber and assuming a shii cho opening stance, searching the force for any potential threat.

 

[HighSanguinaryPriest]

"While I appreciate the gesture, perhaps we should return to the ship where we know there's no interruption and alert the order of this place." He said making his way back out of the forge. "If i'm not mistaken, the Sith here may have tried to merge sith Alchemy with the bonding technique used by the Jed'aii of old." He added.
The trek back to the ship was uneventful to say the least. Their ship, recently liberated from a slaver with his cargo from Ryloth, several Lethan Twi'leks. The liberated Twi'leks had agreed to work their ship, so long as they were taken to Taris. Of course Eberron had managed to convince a young force sensitive child to return to Lehon for training.
"Contact our brothers and sisters in the outer rim. Let them know of our find. And have one of the liberated set a course for Taris." he said, securing the artifact under his force saber. "I'll be in my chambers." He said before leaving without waiting for a response. His quarters were nothing special, a bed and foot locker that had belonged to one of the slaver's crew. Sitting upon the floor, Eberron placed the blade flat across his palms, focusing his essence, and channeling it into the blade. it wasn't long till he was in a full meditative trance.

MattS Field Marshall

 

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TARIS
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He bid farewell to the neighbouring clans and spent the night feasting and celebrating with them. Rarely did the clans allow other races to participate in their rituals, but Tobias had been a welcome addition to the eradication of the ever-growing Sith. The clans had gained not all of their freedom entirely from the evil domain of the Empire, but Tobias had cut enough Sith and Imperial bastards down in his search for the clan-lands to be devoid of any political control, for now.

With festivities and feasting gone. Tobias bid farewell to the clans, said goodbye to the quiet, wildly world and begun his journey to Taris. He felt the call of it, and the sounds of explosions, with the roars of war echoing in his mind—HK-55 was right in his calculations, but the machine already knew Tobias was going to go to the once beautiful world anyway.

HK launched the ship into hyperspeed and the stars sped by in white lines to the sound of a roaring hum. Taris eventually came into view as the ship came to a halt and the black rectangular shapes of ships covered little parts of the world. As HK piloted the ship closer to the planet, the ships gave way to their owners; Mandalorians.

“Go to the surface—the main city—I assume they’ll be a lot of conflict down there with the Hutts and the Mandalorians at each other’s throats.”

“Statement: It appears we have already gotten the attention of a large Mandalorian craft.”

“Ignore it. Block transmissions and power through to the surface.”

The ship sped through blockades, dodging and weaving through each torpedo, each ionized cannon, and every laser-turret until finally the dark void of space around them gave way to the bright blue sky of Taris. Yet something called out to Tobias who had his eyes shut while HK continued with his impressive skills.

“Statement: We have several lock-ons from smaller Mandalorian craf—“

Boosh. Something hard and heavy smashed above them. The cold, fresh pull of high-altitude air hit Tobias and the ship began to let out a wild, mechanical whirring against the roar of an alarm. Tobias strapped himself into the pilot seat and held on tight.

“Sarcastic statement: Do you think we have been hit?”

“Just shut up and land us softly as you can!” Tobias screamed over the sound of whooshing air.

The ship flew down, and aimed for the ground. Tobias watched as the upper city passed by them and the cold, dark embrace of the first layer of the Undercity came at them. Darkness and the sounds of explosions went out for Tobias, and then the ship came to a final halting crash in to dark depths below.

 

[MattS]

"Fair point." she replied, putting away her saber. "And that is definitely an interesting stratagem for them to use. Perhaps you might try replicating it while repairing it." She added in reply to Eberron's statement of the methods the sith of old were using in the forge.

It was a long and very dull trip back to their ship, and secretly jass wished for some native of some kind or beast to come out and attack them just to end the air-stifling boredom. Nonetheless, they made it back, and eberron told her to let their 'siblings' know what they had found. "Of course," she replied simply to him, taking off her hood. Afterwards, she headed up to the bridge, where two liberated Twi'lek, a male and a female, were simply conversing in a combination of lekku and their native tongue.

The male, named Elav, was a relatively tall, well built individual with a lime green skin tone. His female companion, however, was almost the complete opposite physically. Named Aalya, she was about the same height as Jass, possibly shorter, and had a rather petit frame. Her skin tone was simlarly a solid colour to her male counterpart, however she was a bright magenta rather than green. The female caught a glimpse of Jass entering and turned to face her, raising her right lekku in a sign of greetings. "Hello, Tave." She said as the male stood and gave his own greeting gesture. "Greetings, both of you."

"What brings you to the bridge, Numa?", Elav asked

"My masked brother wishes for us to set course for Taris, most likely so we might meet up again with our organization."

"It will be done. Shall I pass word to the others?"

"Please do. Meanwhile I will be in the communications room, I need to make a call."

"Kaa!" Elav stated before heading into the cockpit and performing pre-flight checks and the like, while Aalaya went her own way and went to inform the other liberated Twi'leks of their departure.

Entering the communications room, she closed and sealed the door behind her before typing an address in the holocommunicator. It rung for a few seconds, however it was soon picked up by someone. A blue hooded figure formed itself above the projector. "It has been a while since we last spoke, sister Jass. I take it you found what you and Eberron were looking for?" it said.

"Indeed we have, sister Herra. A sword almost as old as the first Jen'Jidaii. However, it is as though it is incomplete. Within the force, it appears hollow, and brother Eberron stated that it called to him with a hunger." Jass replied, taking a seat and intertwining her fingers.

"Very interesting. I expect you will be returning with it soon?"

In the background, the engines were heard revving to life. "We are departing as we speak." she replied with a smile.

"Excellent! I shall inform our brothers and sisters of your arrivals. Safe travels, sister."

With that, the holocommunicator shut off, and the ship rose into the sky and propelled upward into the exosphere, and later activated its warp drive in the direction of Taris. Jass got up and left the communications room and headed for her own quarters.
(She'll stay there for the remainder of the flight unless interacted with.)

HighSanguinaryPriest