Vasari
Blackguard Imperium
Tell me that I wont feel a thing...
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Post by Vasari on Dec 31, 2020 19:12:22 GMT -8
Vasari's eyes focused on the crystal as his tunic fell open. Despite his impressive age Viox's body was still in superb shape, but it was nothing new to Vasari and so her focus fell on the crystal, the topic of his lesson it seemed and the answer to her question as to how he could control the essence of so many different spirits. She considered him for a moment, and while she had questions concerning his Force Walking experience that was something that she had studied before and so it wasn't at the top of her list of things to ask about. But still the curiosity was there so it might come up in the future.
"I've never used a focal point outside of my own mind..."she mused softly reaching out towards his chest to touch the crystal and the scared skin around the wound. "Though I would assume it wouldn't be that different from focusing ones mind through the saber crystals in combat. yes?"
The connection gave her a bit of hope that it would be that simple, but if that was the case then a talented enough force user could change the tuning of the crystal and take control of the connection between him and the spirits. That made her raise her eyebrow in question but she kept her thoughts to herself as she looked back up at her Master's face. He seemed to be thinking about something else. She paused for a moment and reached her mind out to him attempting to focus enough to read his surface thoughts. Her mind fell to crumbles almost immediately but not before several images of a woman she had seen before flickered through her mind. and the feeling of loneliness soon followed.
"Do you miss her?"
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Viox Savage
Blackguard Imperium
"You want the same as me. My redemption, eternal ascension. Setting me free."
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Post by Viox Savage on Jan 21, 2021 10:05:15 GMT -8
Normally one not accustomed to physical touch, at least from those he either trained or employed, he allowed Vasari's hand to touch the gently pulsing red crystal embedded in his chest, and the scarred flesh around it, while answering her first question. Focusing through a saber crystal to amplify one's connection to the Force, enhance combat reaction time, or simply be more in tune with one's actions was fairly commonplace for most Force wielders, though few might actually admit it. He, himself, was guilty of utilizing this technique from time to time. And while it did require concentration, it could be done well enough with practice and dedication. Utilizing a focus point that was, for all intents and purposes, apart of you, was much easier. Awareness of oneself aided in keeping and maintaining connection with the focus point, much like it was with a saber crystal. It required less concentration when it was apart of you, in comparison to something held in one's hand.
"Similar to that, yes. Easier to focus on, I find..."
He replied, trailing off. Her mental 'intrusion' did not go unnoticed, though rather than resist her, he allowed her feeble attempt to happen. She was weakened and wounded, though the synthflesh seemed to be taking nicely. Mentally, Vasari was a mess, and he knew that. And despite all that had transpired with her, and the fact that he was due back to the fleet to continue the campaign against the Sith Worlds, to turn the Blackguard Reborn into the Imperium he envisioned, he found himself often wondering about Larissa. Together, they had been lovers, partners and possibly even soulmates, if something like that were to be believed. They had endured life, death and parenthood. He had shared his most intimate moments with this woman, a woman whose presence was increasingly more distant and absent. Obviously, his own ambitions and grand schemes occupied his time, and with his slowly fraying mind, he often found himself alone. Without her. Exhaling a noticeable sigh, he replied to Vasari's question.
"At times...some more than others, perhaps..."
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Darth Wraak
Blackguard Imperium
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Affiliation: Blackguard Imperium/Clan Starkiller
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Post by Darth Wraak on Apr 4, 2021 18:20:29 GMT -8
Iridonia - Malidris. Imperium Exar-Class Star Destroyer: Starkiller.
As the Exar-Class Star Destroyer settled into position over the Zabrak city, Venom issued his orders.
"This city belongs to the Imperium now. Reinforce our hold over the Dark Diamond Palace, then proceed to push those loyal to the usurper out of the city. Any soldier or civilian that claims fealty to the infidel Vallius is to be executed on sight. All traces will of his existence will be purged from the city!"
As shuttles launched, and the fighters were refueled from their patrols in orbit, they too, were launched and began strafing runs on defensive emplacements and provided cover for the Imperium's landing craft. Among the transports heading to the Palace, Venom was on board one of them, ready to cut the heads off of everyone that allowed Vallius to seize power over the Zabrak homeworld.
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Post by Captain Azkul Travillius on Apr 9, 2021 17:55:35 GMT -8
Arsus Company Among the landing craft that had been launched and were heading towards the Dark Diamond Palace, Arsus Company had been assigned for the invasion. Formerly stationed in the Golden Room and the rest of that level within the Dark Diamond Palace, Arsus had faced the brunt of Vallius' betrayal and subsequent coup. And while clone soldiers could never replace any of the recruited soldiers, it had brought the company back up to full strength and allowed them to participate in this attack. Several Imperial Assault Shuttles followed Darth Wraak's shuttle towards the Palace. As they approached their destination, Major Vincent Cole addressed his troops."Fate has brought us back here. And the Empress herself has given us the authority to execute any and all loyal to the bastard child, Vallius. Support Lord Wraak and execute your orders like I know you are capable of. Just make the enemy suffer for their transgressions. We owe our fallen that much! Ooh-RAH!"A loud chorus of "Ooh-RAH!'s" echoed through the passenger bay of the shuttle and over the Company's all team frequency. It was time for payback. It was time to let the streets run red with the blood of the heretics. Malidris would be cleansed.
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Post by Captain Azkul Travillius on Jul 31, 2021 12:04:50 GMT -8
Arsus Company Major Cole and the rest of Arsus Company reveled in purging the courtyards around the exterior of the Palace. Bodies in red armor with black tribal markings painted on, a symbol of their loyalty to Vallius, littered the courtyards and anywhere else around the Palace that they had been found. They had been executed with extreme prejudice. Even had they opted to surrender, they weren't given the chance. After how viciously Vallius's followers had incited the coup against the Blackguard and the subsequent bloodbath that Arsus had endured to escape, they were returning the favor. Violent and brutal, these recruited men and clones alike ensured that Vallius's supporters were put down. Hard.
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Viox Savage
Blackguard Imperium
"You want the same as me. My redemption, eternal ascension. Setting me free."
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Post by Viox Savage on Jul 31, 2021 12:50:45 GMT -8
Shuttle Transition to the Dark Diamond PalaceStanding in the passenger bay of the Imperial Assault Shuttle, the Black Emperor leaned on his wroshyr wood cane. The physical decay and deterioration of his body had set in to the point it was nearly impossible to hide. Previously, use of a holo-shroud could hide the effects. Now, however, the decay had become too great to hide with just holograms. The once well fitted robes now hung gaunt on the skeletal frame of the Zabrak. Looking more and more like a zombie than anything living, the Sith'ari was physically in dire shape. And mentally he was not much better. Though the focusing crystal embedded in his chest as well as refraining from tapping into the Elders' power had slowed the mental decay enough."The Golden Room. My throne contains the information needed to access my lab...soon I will be whole again, my Empress. Despite my frail visage, I am more than capable of leading the Blackguard. And if I am not, then you and my Jen'ari will carry out my vision...either way, my will shall be fulfilled..."At this point, standing on death's doorstep was an understatement. The Zabrak was frail and sickly looking. The once tightened and toned, muscular body was now a hunched over skeleton with some semblance of skin still attached to it. Possessing just enough strength to support his own weight, barely, the Zabrak was physically, practically dead. A weak, raspy voice was all that remained of the once commanding baritone voice he possessed. The once fierce yellow eyes were now almost entirely clouded over. Despite being tattooed over his entire body, age spots had begun to appear. All in all, the image of a decrepit old man on his death bed. But soon that would all change....
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Natalia Zavesti
Blackguard Imperium
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Affiliation: The Blackguard Imperium
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Post by Natalia Zavesti on Jul 31, 2021 22:09:46 GMT -8
The frailty of my Emperor and lover bothered me deeply. However, I knew that this man had a plan, despite everything. His uncanny ability to have a plan for almost any scenario was about the only reassuring thing I could think of. And I didn't doubt that despite his frail visage, he still possessed the strength to lead the Imperium. The real question was: for how much longer? Each use of his powers sapped his life force. His body was becoming a withered husk. A shell of his former self. Were I ambitious enough, I'd feed off of his life force or kill him outright. Though, given my position of power and the prestige that came with it, I knew better than to entertain those ideas. And honestly, I did love the man. It took time to find those feelings, but they were there. His strength, his brutality and his tactical brilliance. All of it was enough to draw me in. Some have described being in his presence as suffocating or drowning. I however, have not experienced such feelings. Another good indicator that I chose the correct path when I was offered to become his Empress. Still, it was difficult, watching him waste away to nothing. And knowing that despite his best efforts and all of his knowledge, Znalost might not be able to correct Viox's condition, was nearly unbearable. I, however, pushed those intrusive thoughts from my mind and flashed him a small smile. "I know, my love. We will get you to your lab and ensure everything is in place to have Znalost do whatever it is he needs to do...or I will die trying." The fact that I was willing to do whatever it took to ensure Viox succeeded actually scared me a little. However, I also knew just how deep his schemes were and just how well planned out everything actually was. As of now, only the selected Overseers and General Xethuys were aware of Operation: FRACTURE. But they were all operating on the assumption that Viox was going to die. I knew differently. At this point, death wasn't an obstacle for him. It was merely an inconvenience. And an inconvenience that could be rectified with the right amount of science, technology and forbidden magics. Only time would tell just how much of each was needed.
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Viox Savage
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"You want the same as me. My redemption, eternal ascension. Setting me free."
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Post by Viox Savage on Aug 2, 2021 11:29:00 GMT -8
It was comforting, knowing that his choice to select Natalia as his Empress had been worth it. She certainly had not failed to deliver.My Empress. The Dark Diamond Palace is secured. My forces will be ready to regroup and begin pushing the betrayers from Malidris on your orders. And then the order came. The Dark Diamond Palace was secure. The shuttle carrying the Sith'ari and the Empress veered towards the Palace, as did its fighter escort. Malidris was still rife with battle. Vallius' supporters were entrenched and committed. But that was irrelevant in the grand scheme of things. Whether or not Iridonia bent a knee to the Imperium once more was of little consequence. With the Force in flux and rumors of another galactic conflict brewing, one planet was inconsequential to his plans, regardless of it being his home world. Soon he would be on the ground, heading into the Palace to execute the next phase of his plans.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on May 22, 2022 19:36:38 GMT -8
The skies darkened over Malidris as Imperial transports and their starfighter escorts screamed overhead. Soon, a full legion of Stormtroopers, with auxiliary troops, landed within the capital of Iridonia. The commanding general sought out the leadership of the Iridonians, given the retreat of the local Sith forces. All that was requested was that no further blood be shed, no tensions be allowed to persist, and that Iridonia join the Empire for the greater good of its future. Without many other options, the Zabrak leadership bowed to the requests of the Imperials.
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Post by Magnus Ambrose on Jun 28, 2022 17:18:44 GMT -8
Lord Commissar Brigatea was the first amongst the Commissariat to step foot upon Iridonia. Her personal battalion of Stormtroopers and Judicial Troopers soon followed after her along with the handpicked group of Commissars that were accompanying Brigatea on this venutre. With Viox's doomed Imperium brought to heel, the First Order had conquered the world and brought it back within the fold of the Empire. A mission which meant a great number of First Order personnel were being relocated to the world - whom would have their loyalty to the Empire tested - to govern over a people whom would be introduced to proper Imperialism.
While Zariel and her Inquisitorius were tasked with quelling the last of the rebellious groups lurking upon this world, Lord Commissar Brigatea and the Commissariat would see to the people's re-education. A task which had started with the the display of the symbol and flag of the First Order to replace those of the Sith. The next phase would involve the broadcast of Imperial Propaganda once their temporary local office was set up enough for it. More permanent offices would take time to complete and a Commissar-Captain would need to be assigned to oversee ongoing operations. Brigatea's assignment was very much temporary and meant only to help efficiently begin the process
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Post by Magnus Ambrose on Aug 3, 2022 19:14:15 GMT -8
Brigatea continued to oversee operations on Iridonia where a temporary office was finished being set up as a more permanent office was either found from amongst the existing buildings or a new building site was selected. While much of the new Imperial news and broadcasting was sent in from off world, the Commissariat soon had a local office setup enough as to be able to handle local transmissions. These broadcasts were much more targeted to the Iridonian's. Images of imprisoned and executed Sith Lords were put on display, showing the might and triumph of the First Order over the Sith that had once tried to rule here. Imperial Military recruiting posts were set up across the city to encourage the locals to sign up and train to join the various branches of the Imperial Military Machine. pilots, Stormtroopers, Captains, Mechanics, all sorts of skillsets were needed. And Brigatea was happy to ensure her people spruced the Military to a position of aspiration. A tactic which had been working quite effectively
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Post by Magnus Ambrose on Oct 30, 2022 11:44:07 GMT -8
As the weeks and months passed, a permanent local Commissariat office was procured and setup in middle of Malidris. In its prior life, the tower had served as office space for various businesses. Many of them had cleared out previously, and those that had remained were brought out of their contracts and offered office space in other buildings. Allowing the Commissariat exclusive use of the building. Training facilities, office spaces, broadcasting studios, re-education areas, and even holding facilities were installed to allow ongoing operations of the Commissariat to continue. Commissar-Captain Vennea was also appointed to head up operations on Iridonia going forward, allowing Brigatea to hand over the work she had been doing and take her leave of the Zabrak home world and attend to duties elsewhere across the First Order
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