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Post by Whill Shaman Nyx on Apr 9, 2013 2:00:29 GMT -8
*Nunurra was the only large city on the planet Roon. It also held the Roon Colonial Games.*
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Nanurra
Jun 3, 2018 16:59:29 GMT -8
Post by Darth Malvus on Jun 3, 2018 16:59:29 GMT -8
The skys over Nanurra darkened as troop transports, commanded by Darth Vurkar, descended on the planet of Roon. The moment those transports landed, and Blackguard soldiers were disembarked, there was little that could be done. The local spaceports were seized, power facilities captured, government buildings taken, and checkpoints with barricades set up. The people gazed up at the sky as a couple Harrower-class Dreadnoughts descended into the planet's atmosphere, a physical manifestation of the power of their new overlords. Vurkar immediately sent out Sith agents, seeking to eliminate any sources of resistance and as a means to recruit new persons into their ranks.
With this region of space coming under their control, a new source of Dark Side warriors would be available to them. Adding on Iridonia, Pzob and elsewhere, this was proving to be quite the ventures to increase the flexibility and capacity of their growing military and power.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 11, 2018 14:15:44 GMT -8
Riding the speeder given to it by its former captor, I-F8 sped towards the outskirts of Nanurra. Approaching the newly erected barricades by the Blackguard invaders, I-F8 positioned itself on the speeder precariously, vaulting off moments before the bike was to impact with the guard post. As the bike exploded, I-F8 landed a few dozen feet away.
Statement:"Your authority is not recognized by this unit. As per my protocols, you are hereby regarded as hostile. This unit will accept your unconditional surrender, or accept the engagement of hostilities. Choose now, meatbags."
Gathering itself up to full height, a fairly imposing 1.8 meters, the EG5 Jedi Hunter merely stood stoically, awaiting a response and analyzing the situation to maximize it's chances in the possible fight ahead...
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Nanurra
Jul 15, 2018 11:59:01 GMT -8
Post by Darth Malvus on Jul 15, 2018 11:59:01 GMT -8
Reports came to Vurkar's attention of an assailant detected at the western barricades. An explosion going off gave the position away of I-F8. More troops were deployed within the vicinity and moved to rendezvous with their commander. The Sith arrived with the Sith Masters loaned from his father. The human looks at the EG5 Jedi Hunter curiously for a moment.
Authority is exemplified by the power in which is exerted by one's person and those who he commands.
Clicks were heard as soldiers leveled their blaster rifles at the assailant.
We were sent by a greater power to Roon... I believe it is the other way around. We will accept your unconditional surrender or accept the engagement of hostilities, droid.
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Nanurra
Jul 15, 2018 19:41:38 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on Jul 15, 2018 19:41:38 GMT -8
I-F8 merely stares blankly at them for a few seconds. The with a whir of servomotors and the clicking of articulated joints, the droid closes both hands around the hilts of its lightsabers, draws them and ignites them. The red blades spring to life.
"Statement:We accept your arrangement, meatbag. Hostilities will now commence."
And with that, the droid leaped forward as blaster fire rang out. Moving with the speed only a droid of this caliber possessed, I-F8 engaged the soldiers before him. While it may have been a long shot at actually succeeding, the droid wasn't programmed to accept surrender. Chances were good that the droid would either withdraw, or be captured...again.
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Nanurra
Aug 14, 2018 18:45:53 GMT -8
Post by Darth Malvus on Aug 14, 2018 18:45:53 GMT -8
With a flick of his arm, a lightsaber appearing within the hands of Vurkar, igniting with a simple click. The Sith Masters with him all ignite their lightsabers as well. Vurkar then charges forward as the infantry begins to fire on the unknown assailant. Unlike the mystical powers of his father, Lord Malvus, Vurkar was built around frontal charges and raw power, an advanced class of the Sith Warrior profession, the Sith Juggernaut. With powerful Force abilities at his fingertips, Vurkar was the protege of his father's intense training and the heir to his father's legacy. As his lightsaber sought to contact with his enemy, Vurkar drew upon the anger generated from the possibility of dying and letting down his father's legacy.
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Aug 31, 2018 0:45:34 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on Aug 31, 2018 0:45:34 GMT -8
Deflecting shots away from itself and cutting down two of the nearest troopers, I-F8 engaged the nearest lightsaber wielding Sith. Being comprised of an durasteel with cortosis woven in, I-F8's main chassis was resilient to lightsaber damage. The armorweave cloak was not, however. Rapidly extinguishing one blade and returning the hilt to it's spot at its waist, I-F8's now free hand grabbed the wrist of its attacker and snapped it back. As the Sith recoiled and howled in pain, the droid neatly severed the head of the Sith in on fell swoop. Spinning about to face the incoming Sith, it was ready to do whatever it took to win. Outmatched and overpowered, the droid needed to down a few more before surrendering...
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Nanurra
Sept 9, 2018 16:21:34 GMT -8
Post by Darth Malvus on Sept 9, 2018 16:21:34 GMT -8
Vurkar came charging at his opponent, slamming his lightsaber down on the droid and forcing it backward. Unlike the more Sith magic and Force attuned figure as his father was, Vurkar had been trained to be a proper warrior by his mother, the late Lady San Zabar. Using Sith lessons from the Order of the Ronove, and fine-tuned by his father's education, Vurkar was a machine, a brute force. He slammed his lightsaber hard and fast, keeping his opponents on the defensive in any scenario. The Sith knew some force techniques, all of which were bent on crushing his opponent or crippling them. He slashed downward, uppercut, left and right as his opponent, not letting up for a second the whole time.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2018 8:39:14 GMT -8
The attacks were brutal and reckless, but effective none-the-less. The first attack was caught and shoved back. As the next attacks came, the droid plucked the second saber hilt from its waist and ignited with the reaction speed only a droid could possess. Parrying and blocking the Sith's attack, the droid saw an upcoming opportunity to go on the offensive. Digging its feet into the ground, the droid pressed forward, using its mechanical strength to its advantage.
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Dec 11, 2018 12:21:27 GMT -8
Post by Darth Malvus on Dec 11, 2018 12:21:27 GMT -8
Vurkar gave up ground as the droid counter-attacked, but whether it was a ruse or the truth was unknown. The Sith Warrior wanted to see how the droid faired with an offensive and watched its patterns diligently. Know thy enemy, his father's voice rang within his head, a lesson taught over and over again as a child, along with his sister, Anastasia. He wasn't as brilliant as his father, but he was still capable nonetheless. The intelligence of his mother and father ensuring that Vurkar was no dumb brute. Yet, he was trained as a warrior given his physical strength and imposing figure, compared to his twin sister.
His lightsaber suddenly held its own, defending a strong attack. The Sith halting and no longer giving up ground. His feet held firm and his eyes ever trained upon the droid that was his opponent. His lightsaber lifted up slightly with the parry before slamming it down, intending to catch his opponent off balance by the sudden, and strong, counter. If an opening was made, a torrent of Force Lightning would be hurled to merely incapacitate his foe if possible. Otherwise, he would renew his offensive with his lightsaber.
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Aug 5, 2019 16:51:56 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on Aug 5, 2019 16:51:56 GMT -8
As the initial offense slowed to a halt and Vurkar suddenly was able to hold his own, intentional or not, the droid planted both clawed feet firmly in the ground, standing against the sudden parry. Stepping back, the droid caught the down swing with the second saber and held its ground. And then came the barrage of lighting. Pushing the Sith's blade away, the droid crossed both blades in an "X" before itself, catching the lighting blast with both blades. Coated in a non-conductive alloy and properly insulated as a high end combat droid should be, taking the full blast wouldn't have been overly effective, however, catching the blast with the lightsabers allowed the droid to redirect the blast back at Vurkar proper...
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Nanurra
Apr 16, 2020 13:50:41 GMT -8
Post by Captain Azkul Travillius on Apr 16, 2020 13:50:41 GMT -8
482nd Ravager Division Overlooking the parade square below, Major General Roland Inverness, current commanding officer of the 482nd, stood on the balcony of the main government building. Below, his troops were engaged in training. Drills, practices and even target practice. He could see it all from here. And he approved of it. Roon was a nice enough place. Hidden from the rest of the galaxy and not exactly easy to get to even if one did know where it was, Inverness approved of such isolation. Though drills and training became a top priority, ensuring the skills were sharp and the troops were ready for anything.
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Nanurra
May 29, 2020 8:07:14 GMT -8
Post by Captain Azkul Travillius on May 29, 2020 8:07:14 GMT -8
482nd Ravager Division As life went on as usual on Roon, so too did the lives of the men and women of the 482nd. Training, patrols, the occasional arrests, but nothing major. And in Major General Roland Inverness' opinion, that was totally okay. Conflicts, while necessary on occasion, tended to result in casualties and eventually men and women wearing down. Peace time, or whatever the Sith equivalent was, was much more preferable. Training kept the troops sharp and the odd arrest or unruly civilian ensured that they were reminded of the dangers of active duty. All in all, the 482nd on Roon, functioned like a well oiled machine.
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Nanurra
Oct 19, 2020 11:16:42 GMT -8
Post by Captain Azkul Travillius on Oct 19, 2020 11:16:42 GMT -8
482nd Ravager Division The four-eighty-second continued to carry out its assignment as usual, though the talks of civil war on a handful of Imperium worlds, along with rumors regarding defections to a new order brewing on Korriban could be heard. None of it has been confirmed or denied by command, but the whispers and rumors still carried. Regardless of this, Major General Roland Inverness continue to do his duty to the Imperium, and those under his command would continue to do theirs unless ordered otherwise. All in all, the remote location of Roon helped keep things calm and relatively quiet.
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Nanurra
Dec 17, 2020 10:53:27 GMT -8
Post by Captain Azkul Travillius on Dec 17, 2020 10:53:27 GMT -8
482nd Ravager Division Major General Inverness, commanding officer of the four-eighty-two, a 25,000 trooper division, rather enjoyed his posting to Roon. It was quiet, out of the way and fairly easy, all things considered. Roon's isolation meant that significant trouble hardly ever arose and being controlled by the Blackguard meant that no one travelled there unless they absolutely had to. It made keeping the peace and security of the planet a much simpler job than say, patrolling Eriadu. Or even Sullust. And while running training drills and exercises more often than seeing real action was more commonplace here, it also meant less casualties and in the long run, much less headache. Something any commanding officer could appreciate and even use more of at times. All in all, Roon continued to function smoothly.
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Nanurra
Mar 21, 2021 14:48:08 GMT -8
Post by Captain Azkul Travillius on Mar 21, 2021 14:48:08 GMT -8
482nd Ravager Division. Training exercises ensured the four-eighty-second was in prime fighting condition, should trouble arrive on Roon's doorstep. Even with Roon's isolation, Major General Inverness was always prepared, just in case. Patrols were commonplace, throughout Nanurra. Local law enforcement handled most crimes, but some times the four-eighty-second was called upon to lend their aid. Over all, Roon remained secured in the name of the Blackguard Imperium.
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Nanurra
Feb 27, 2022 13:34:57 GMT -8
Post by Darth Sanguinus on Feb 27, 2022 13:34:57 GMT -8
The Sith infiltrator weaved between The city's tall buildings. Finally making it's way to a hanger bay, it's wings folded in as the ship lowered slowly onto the landing zone. Sanguinus exited the hanger and began making his way through the city. he could feel the dark side was strong with this planet. He would find the source of this dark power. The dark lord started closing distance between him and the arena where the colonial games were held.
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Feb 27, 2022 21:33:45 GMT -8
Post by Darth Xitan on Feb 27, 2022 21:33:45 GMT -8
The Sith infiltrator weaved between The city's tall buildings. Finally making it's way to a hanger bay, it's wings folded in as the ship lowered slowly onto the landing zone. Sanguinus exited the hanger and began making his way through the city. he could feel the dark side was strong with this planet. He would find the source of this dark power. The dark lord started closing distance between him and the arena where the colonial games were held. Nunurra existed as any other city. It's life was normal, it's citizens walked among the streets. They lived, laughed, and loved as anyone else on any other world. Roon was special considering it's long history. Like other old Sith worlds of the glory days, for them, the Sith were a way of life, their governors, their overlords, their protectors, and their kings. Many clans existed, across the surface of the world, with ancient blood ties to Sith who came before as far back as the time of the Brotherhood of Darkness and the New Sith era.
Yet, as Sanguinus felt, there was a darkness here that permeated through the very fabric of life. Stormtrooper patrols within the streets kept the peace and order of an Imperial splinter group. For, on the surface, Greater Roon ruled and dominated. Yet, in the shadows, there were Sith that were the true rulers. And these persons certainly took notice of a Sith infiltrator that flew overhead and the pilot that a connection with the Dark Side. Yet, they kept to their shadows and merely observed.========= =Stormtrooper= Move along. Next!The trooper said to a person at a checkpoint, moving them through as they headed for the Colonial Games arena and the surrounding district. As with any police and militarized state, there were city police and Stormtroopers that managed security at various checkpoints that dotted the entirety of Nunurra. Scans were done by droids and advanced equipment, illegal goods confiscated, wanted persons arrested, while others went back and forth freely as if this wasn't abnormal.
Eventually, a Stormtrooper waved the next person forward and noticed the Sith, Sanguinius, come forth. For a moment, the trooper just stared with his helmet, having not expected to see such a warrior among the crowd. Slowly, he looked down at his datapad.=Stormtrooper= Identification, please.
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Nanurra
Feb 27, 2022 23:30:00 GMT -8
Post by Darth Sanguinus on Feb 27, 2022 23:30:00 GMT -8
Sanguinus remained idle and stoic. He held his hands behind his back and looked through the stormtroopers visor, through his eyes and into his mind. Through the force, all things were at a dark lord's command. He could feel the force flow through the stormtrooper, and bent it to his will. Sanguinus began dominating the trooper's mind. This was no mere jedi mind trick, everything the trooper had knowledge of and even his very will was now a thrall to the sith. The trooper didn't seem to know much, but having a bodyguard never hurt anyone. Sanguinus spoke hushed, and gentle and yet with a cold and callus undertone, like a spider weaving a web.
"That won't be necessary, trooper..." Sanguinus took a few steps past the trooper. Hands still behind his back. "Escort me to the games, soldier."
"Yes, sir."
The dark lord strode through the arena, stormtrooper in tow. They came to a balcony overlooking the inner arena where gladiators were fighting exotic beasts, and jousting on speeder bikes. Sanguinus scanned the crowd, feeling the force to sense their desires, their fears, their loyalties. He searched for anything that some may consider to be unnatural.
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Mar 3, 2022 15:40:21 GMT -8
Post by Darth Xitan on Mar 3, 2022 15:40:21 GMT -8
This action hardly went unnoticed. However, while it was true that the others on station were aware, it was the shadows beyond them that were the ones that acted foremost. One of the agents of the Eternal moved away to make his report to the cult, however, this was likely something unnecessary as those who made up the Seven and the Supreme Leader himself likely detected this newcomer, this Darth Sanguinus. And as the agent moved to report, another was already being sent to confront this visitor. Not to expel him from the world, but to test just who this one was.
As Sanguinus scanned the crowds, looking for something unusual or unnatural, something did make itself known. A powerful aura in the Dark Side swelled to immense heights and exploded before the Sith. For a split second, it even looked like a pair of dark eyes gazed right back at him. The Supreme Leader made himself known to Sanguinus and wanted him to know that he was being watched.
=????= Let us see if you are more than just a man with some tricks.
The presence faded seconds later, only to be replaced by a new Force signature, just behind Sanguinus. The air tensed up in the next second and the doorway behind exploded outward, letting off a loud BOOOM that would likely draw attention. If Sanguinus flew into the arena, all the better. If not, well, they would likely be there soon enough. Whichever occurred, a masked Sith would appear, a crossguard lightsaber roaring to life within his hands. Xitan had been given some fresh favor, thanks to the patronage of Dragus, given recent events. As such, it didn't take much thinking of who to send.
However, he wasn't alone. Just behind him, two other masked Sith stood and a pair of Stormtroopers. Xitan didn't need the backup, but how could he come alone and have all the fun while others simply watched?
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