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Long Ago, In a galaxy far away

Samurai Star Wars
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1 ABY, the Galactic Alliance has recently formed after the Galactic Republic claimed victory over the Separatist in the Clone Wars at the Battle of Yavin. The Clone Wars proved there were many problems in the Galactic Republic that needed to be solved and so the Galactic Republic was reformed into the Galactic Alliance made to include most of the known galaxy except for the Mandalorian Empire(Mandalore Sector and it's adjacent sectors) and Hutt Space.

However, Blaster Production is still slow and expensive with most militaries only being able to support Fire Teams and Fire Squads rather than entire armies. Martial Arts is the dominant form of personal combat for the galaxy. Ships, tanks, etc are still equipped with cannons and the like it's just producing hand held blasters that's slow and expensive. It seems the slow rate of blaster production has had an effect on Lightsaber usage as lightsabers have been around for a few millennia yet the use of forcesabers, force imbued blades, and the like is still common.

But already a new for has reared its ugly head, the Neo Sith Empire. They came from the Deep Core and subjugated most of the Core World's including Coruscant placing Star Fortresses. They also seem to have sizeable forces in the Unknown Regions and to be in possession of the Star Forge which has become their Strong Hold within the Unknown Regions. Rising through the ranks of the Neo Sith Empire is a Sith Lord several force based organizations have recognized the need to stop and so they have convened a joint taskforce who now embark on this perilous quest to put an end to terrible foe......

 

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Taris Lower City

Sneaking into the Mandalore sector was no small feat, sneaking into a planet with a War Forge and therefore increased military presence even more difficult. Regardless Jace had gotten this far to rendezvous point for the team. There had been communication between various force organizations to create a joint taskforce to hunt a Sith Lord called Nobu Sadow who's machinations made him a great rising threat but not one they can devote an incredible amount of man power singlehandedly towards. So the result was this small group and some of which had already arrived. They were convening at a location near the entrance to the Promised Land deep within the Undercity of Taris.

A Jedi with a force imbued blade, a zeison Sha, and now a Matukai were waiting for at least two other arrivals. Anyone can feel the ominous aura down the entrance leading into the Promised Land. If there was one thing they are promieed now it a fight.

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A sleight humming could be heard from the south, or whatever names your race assigned the lower of the cardinal points. It was too far for the guards of the gate to see in the darkness, but if the members of the team had a keen eye they could probably catch it. As well as a shadowed figure dropping from it just as the outer guard patrol had passed so that it wasn't caught. A few more moments would have passed before a slight thwap could be heard in the distance, as well as followed thumps and the definite thuds of bodies hitting in the floor. A man emerged from the darkness running frantically, a guard who'd apparently lost his electrified staff weapon, and upon seeing the group stopped. You can probably guess at the astonished look on his face beneath his helmet. Unfortunately it didn't stay too long.

"Turn and face me you fucking pansy." Whispered someone behind him, at which he started to run again with a yelp that was cut short by a hard fist of gold to the back of his head. His body twitched when it hit the floor and the man behind him took a hard stomp to the back of his neck to stop it. With a crack the man was dead. Ja'ak then turned towards his teammates.

"Well, I'm all warmed up. We all here, boys?" He said, just before he scanned the group and noticed Jass. "Oh, I apologize. And miss." He bowed low with his eyes never leaving the blindfold she wore.

 

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Screams of agony and fear filled the undercity as a lone masked figure approached. His robes black made of armour weave, and cortosis plates reflected the burning rakghoul's corpses as he passed. Each one seeming to spontaneously combust, filling the stale air with the stench of burning flesh and their screams. A small smile graced his masked visage as he approached his sister Jass, and the others. Upon seeing the jedi, he could feel a scowl form on his face, as his inborn animosity towards them began to surface. Ever since they displaced his race, every Vahla, living, dead, and born hated the jedi. "Sorry I'm late sister. Had to take care of some unwanted guests." He said gesturing towards the burning and still thrashing rakghouls.

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Taris Upper City

Sebastian had come to Taris to inspect the progress of it's facilities namely it's War Forge, he had to make sure Mandalorian assests were all in working order as it seems they were likely about to enter a war. The Neo Sith Empire has already proven itself to be a daunting for by nearly locking down the Core World's out of nowhere. However, he had received a recent report that pulled him from his inspection. There are apparently Intruders who have snuck onto the world of Taris, their activities have been tracked to the Undercity. Sebastian could leave this to the local Mandalorian forces stationed on Taris but that would be way less fun.

He was waiting with his assembled royal guard consisting currently of just warriors of Clan Rodarch, he was waiting for Basilisk War Droid to be dropped off. Eventually it was dropped off along with the war Droids of his guards. The sight of nearly 3 dozen war Droids was not too often seen at these times but, may in the future become a little more common. Sebastian mounted his war Droid as his Ashari Panther ran up the War Droids tail to it's modified seat on the Droid, all members of Rodarch are known for having their War Droids outfifted with seats for their Ashari Panthers.

Sebastian took off on his war Droid followed by his guard as they began to make their way for the lower levels of Taris.

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Taris Undercity

The jedi got assuming control of the group he drew his sword and said "I don't think we can wait any longer, we should get going because we have company." As soon as hi finished saying that an explosive round dropped near the group. Most of them were able to evade in time but the subsequent barrage seemed to catch one person in particular. Jass was caught in that hellstorm and was obliterated completely. The Mandalorians were attacking fast and furious producing a rain shower of cannon fire creating an unstoppable onslaught. They did not exercise caution for even if these were forces of the Alliance they were trepassing without permission in Mandalorian territory.

Jace quickly speed for the entrance to the Promised Land which was now the only place to go that wouldn't be total suicide.

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[HighSanguinaryPriest]

White hot rage filled the Crusader, as he looked upon the corpse of his sister. Focusing that rage, he twisted it and molded it into a personal shield. The force stopped any and all projectiles coming at him. Focusing his hate, the first mandalorians were quickly incinerated from the force ability known as Deadly Sight. Drawing his Blade Bloodletter, he held up in challenge before shouting in fluent Mandoa, his voice dripping with venom and hate. "Olaror troan ni, gar hut'uun! Draw gar kad bal troan ni ti ijaat"

He would avenge his sister's death.

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The two Mandalorians in front combusted into flames as their war Droids then went into a suicidal frenzy. They fired all their weapons all around and at Eberron destroying structures overhead which lead to a bunch of falling debris. A blue aura could be seen around the rest of the Mandalorians as if they were being protected, clearly it was by a powerful force user Sebastian's yelled "Surrender, it doesn't matter who you are with even if that may be the Alliance or force sensitives. You are tresspassors in Mandalorian Territory." Sebastian then volcalized an short sequence of letters and numbers. Suddenly the Jedi with the group roared in pain as a discblade disemboweled him.

The zeison Sha seemed to have turned on the group until he threw off his cloak and revealed himself to be a Mandalorian. "This is why the Jedi should have just simply let the Mandalorians in one the mission, their fear that the Mandalorians would recruit the Nekghouls doesn't outweigh a possible failed mission and death of the strike force at the hands of the Mandalorians. Do I continue with the mission alone or surrender?" He thought aloud.

The Zeison Sha turned towards Jace. "You Matukai, just surrender and you may get off easy possibly given the chance to become a Mandalorian Knight. I can sense your ambitions, they are attainable with us." he said.

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[HighSanguinaryPriest]

Anger filled the Black Paladin for being ignored. Unleashing two large bursts of force shocks to the Berserking war droids, frying their CPUs, and dropping them to the ground, leaving them nothing more than scrap. Ignoring the turncoat/infiltrator, he returned his attention to Sebastian. "Mand'alor, You killed my sister unprovoked... Now get off your Basilisk Droid and face me. If you're Mando enough..." Eberron growled. To say he was pissed would be an understatement. He wanted blood. And so did his blade. "Ori'buyce, kih'kovid.."

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"Gar haaranovor Nor'be gar mand'bor" Sebastian replied before another wall of debris cut him off from Eberron. Sebastian motioned for his unit to withdraw and they begin to ascned back to the higher levels. It seemed the explosions from the destabilized power sources of the war Droids brought down two buildings on opposite sides of the path. There was an entire wall of debris between the two forces leaving Eberron to stand alone. The Zeison Sha revealed to be Mandalorian Knight and Jace were both gone from the scene as well. For Eberron there was cut his way through the debris which would take quite some time or to go down the entrance leading into the Promised Land.

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[HighSanguinaryPriest]

Taking a calming breath, The Red Crusader centered himself. Silence reigned supreme for those few chaotic moments, as he opened himself to the force. Moments later, there was a rumble, which quickly began to turn into a large quake as the debris was being lifted. After a few minutes, the debris was lifted three feet off the ground and telekinetically moved aside with a burst of force, shattering the rubble, and turning it into flack. Dust filled the air as he silently began making his way to the surface. "You want a fair fight Mand'alor... Well you'll get one..." Eberron said to himself, as he rapidly ascended to the upper city.

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"We seem to have a powerful force adept, wake up all our deterrents. We should really appropriate those for on the field carry?" Sebastian spoke into his communicator as his scanners detected large amount of movement going on below Upper City and a boggie heading towards the Upper City. He landed on a circular platform normally meant for starships but right now it would be his arena. He hoped off his War Droid and let it take its place among his royal guard which hovered around and above the platform. Sebastian held up a hand as if signaling for his men to hold but they are still moving about so what could Sebastian truly be signaling to hold off on.

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[HighSanguinaryPriest]

Moments later, Eberron leaped up onto the platform turned arena, Bloodletter in hand. "Gar copad a fair akaanir. Fine de ni. Nayc besbe'trayce..." He said tossing the blade to the ground. "...Bal nayc beskar'gam..." He added removing his armour plating and upper robes. Reaching up to his face, he removed his mask with a pressurized hiss. What met Sebastian was an ashen colored face with two large scars, and a set of Amaranth eyes burning with hate. Several scars criss-crossed his upper torso, telling the tale of years of combat experience. The fact he had removed his own mask was a big enough deal, showing he was fucking furious. Taking a half step forward, he put himself into an offensive combat stance. "We are born to die. We live to be remembered." The Crusader said, quoating an old mandalorian Proverb. "And you will remember me... Your move Mand'alor..."

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"Don't utter our words or try to pretend like you're one of us. You're Dar'manda and shall die that way. Put on your armor and pick up your blade, don't use our tongue." Sebastian said in basic. He dropped his hands and suddenly Eberron as being of a race connected to the force would feel it more than most that he can't use the force. Ysalamiri in nutrient cages implanted within the war droids now made it impossible to use the force within a 1 kilometers radius. Even the sith sword was nothing but a regular sword within the bubble, his forcesaber won't even activate. Even with the additions to the Mandalorian Knight and their ability to shield others from the force, one could never be too sure when it comes to the force.

Sebastian had left all his firearms on his war droid except for the ones in his Vambraces. In one hand he held the darksaber and in the other his custom Beskad. He gave Eberron a chance to armor up and arm himself before assuming his own sword stance.

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[HighSanguinaryPriest]

"So be it.. Coward..." He growled, hefting his blade. He could feel the force being siphoned from the surrounding area. smart man... but a coward none the less. He thought going into form V, Djem So. Still, he refused to wear his armour, the exception being his mask.

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Sebastian returned the darksaber to his belt instead choosing to just wield his custom Beskad. He activated his jetpack and landed just out of reach of Eberron. Dashing in athletic stance now he moved into range swinging his Beskad upward diagonally with one hand. He sought to deal a mortal wound with just one strike knowing full well this battle will probably take a while either way.

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[HighSanguinaryPriest]

Years of aggressive training took hold in that moment, as he predicted the strike by reading the way his body tensed. Hours of torturous training, many of his scars earned from it had honed his senses and strengthened his naturally frail body. The Deflection was then turned to counter attack, as he unleashed a flurry of strikes, his fury now being unleashed upon Jass' killer.

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[Field Marshall]

Sebastian parried with his Beskad and the crushgaunt on his left hand, he would eventually catch Bloodletter in that left hand. He would follow up with midsection slash with his Beskad leaving his opponent very few options. The predictable courses of action, he could let go of the sword and Dodge the Beskad in time, hold on and get cut, or wrench the blade free but in time to avoid a deep cut but still suffer a slash wound.

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[HighSanguinaryPriest]

Eberron took option D. Headbutt the fucker.

With the speed he had gained from years of training, his left hand shot out and caught the edge of the Beskad, stopping it then and there. He could feel the flesh of his hand separate, but the pain was suppressed from the copious quantities of adrenaline coursing through his veins. Rearing back, he slammed his forehead into the hardened warrior's faceplate, ripping his blade free. Blood poured forth from his wounded hand, but it mattered not.

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The headbutt made Sebastian recoild and loosen his grip on the sword which Eberron pulled free. Sebastian activated the flamethrower on his left Vambraces since Eberron was still close to him hoping for complete immolation. At the same time Sebastian pulled back on his Beskad which would surely deal more damage to the already cut hand, it would probably do more damage to the fingers then the palms.,

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[HighSanguinaryPriest]

Using the natural flexibility of his cartilage based skeletal system, Eberron's back touched the tarmac as his right leg snapped up, his boot connecting under Mand'alor's chin. Flames scorched his upper torso, but using what force he could muster, extinguished them with his master of Pyrokinesis. "Honorless Whelp!" He roared lashing out. His style changing from form V to the chaotic and extremely aggressive form VI. Combining the chaotic form with his natural flexibility, allowing his strikes to come from place not normally available to a human or near human. Rage fueled his strikes, each one coming down like a hammer.

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Sebastian just barely anticipated the kick, he stepped back and the kick removed his helmet. He quickly fired a grappling hook to retrieve it. The retrieval and putting back on his helmet happened in the time frame it took for Eberron to yell and switch his stance. Sebastian parried what he could but some of the blows had to be deflected with minute adjustments of his body so the blade instead glanced of his armor plates stripping paint from it with each strike. This time he fired a repulsor at ground between him and Eberron which created a pulse that would blow them both back. But Sebastian use the pulse along with his jetpack to skyrocket into the air. He extended his arm and his War Droid launched his arm Cannon to him, Sebastian caught it and began raining hell from above with his arm cannon.

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[HighSanguinaryPriest]

Eberron was a blur of movement, so much so, that he would of made a break dancer green with envy as he dodged the hail of blaster fire. This went on for several long seconds as several shots would hit non-vital areas. It was then that the pain became almost too much. With a roar of rage and pain, the Black Paladin Crusader set his foe's jump pack ablaze with what little force energy he had left with his deadly sight as the rest went into creating a barrier. Darkness began to creep into the edges his vision. His wounds finally taking their toll on him.
Despite all this, his master would have been proud, if he were still alive.

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Sebastian detached his jetpack mid air firing a grappling hook into his own war Droid and another into the jetpack which he slung right at Eberron to blow up against his barrier. Sebastian swung down to the platform and landed on his feet detaching his grappling hook from his war Droid. "I wonder how long you can continue to hold out against me, you should just roll over and die already. Afraid of blank afterlife that awaits you Dar'manda?" Sebastian taunted. Sebastian simply keep firing the repulsor against the barrier knowing sooner of later, Eberron is going to crack.

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[HighSanguinaryPriest]

Gritting his teeth, he seethed in fury, slowly making his way towards his foe. "My master was Dar'manda.... and yet, he was far more the Mando than you would ever be.... He faced his death with fury... while you cower and fight like a child... You call yourself Mand'alor the Champion... You are nothing more than champion with no honor... a champion of aruetiise.” He snarled once again quoting a mandalorian saying. With one last step, he poured all his rage and hate into a final strike, screaming like a wild animal. His blade sything through the air, on a collision course for his neck.

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