Viox Savage
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Post by Viox Savage on Mar 11, 2018 16:19:11 GMT -8
Iridonia's Orbit. FireStar Orbital Defense Platform: Genesis.
The Kaloth was immediately painted as hostile by the orbiting defense satellites until the hail came through. Grand Admiral Bennette, who was currently stationed on the Genesis answered the hail personally.
This is Grand Admiral Benette of the Blackguard Orbital Defenses. You have been granted single shuttle landing clearance to the FireStar Orbital platform. Sith'ari Savage will meet with you there. Please adhere to all rules and regulations while on board. And welcome to Iridonia. Bennette out.
With the hail answered, Bennette closed the channel and notified the Sith'ari. Walking through the station, she found him in one of the conference rooms. As he dismissed several defense contractors and advisors, he motioned for her to step forward.
"My lord, you have new guests. An emissary representing one Zordo the Hutt. They are on their way over right now."
Nodding in acknowledgment, Savage rose from his seat.
"Thank you, Grand Admiral. I shall meet with this emissary shortly. Dismissed."
With a brisk nod, Bennette saluted the Sith'ari and exited the room. Savage, himself, donned his cloak and made his way to the hangar bay where he would meet the incoming Hutt emissary.
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Post by Zordo The Hutt on Mar 13, 2018 15:57:29 GMT -8
Short, sweet and to the point. Obviously this Sith'ari wasn't one who liked his time wasted. This would work out nicely then, thought Kargesh. As the shuttle made its was over from the Kaloth Battlecruiser and landed in the bay, Kargesh was the first one down the ramp, noticing the cloaked Sith. While he wasn't exactly expecting an actual Sith, it wasn't surprising. Motioning for the Gamorreans that had followed him out, Kargesh rested the butt of his light repeater against the crook of his left arm.
Sith'ari Savage, I presume. My employer sent me to see about opening talks of trade with Iridonia. And he only deals with the most lucrative of trading, you understand?
From beneath his helm, Kargesh's sharp eyes observed the Zabrak. He seemed calm and collected right now, but there was something about him. The raw feeling of power that seemed to emanate from him. The Sith'ari's presence was powerful indeed, if Kargesh could detect it. Though, knowing how to read people helped as well. If this went south, despite his abilities, he and and Gamorreans would be dispatched quickly. The best strategy would be for Kargesh to keep his cool and try to remain as respectful as possible.
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Viox Savage
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Post by Viox Savage on Mar 19, 2018 14:04:14 GMT -8
FireStar Orbital Defense Platform: Genesis - Iridonia's Orbit.
Savage calmly observed the Mandalorian and his Gamorrean escort as they disembarked the shuttle. Crude and primitive. But an opponent that was not to be underestimated. Gamorreans were, in his mind, useless. Ferocious and tough, but incredibly dense. And that was what prevented him from using them. As the Mandalorian spoke, Savage nodded his head in understanding.
"The Yarrock trade. Why else would you be here? I am willing to open trading with your employer. Since my conquest of Iridonia, I've been sitting on the Yarrock trade, waiting for the opportune time. And it seems that time is now. So, this is how this will work. I have storehouses full of it. But I have no means to ship it off planet. Which is where you come in. Your employer provides the ships, I provide the product and the payment shall be split evenly between us. I have no desire to become wealthy from this deal. Money is one possession I currently do not have a need for. However, it will stimulate Iridonia's economy and bring forth wealth to the planet itself. That it my ultimate desire. To see Iridonia rise to prominence. I have done what I can, but now I require outside help..."
As he had spoke, he begun to pace back and forth. Now, he paused, observing the Mandalorian once more.
"This deal is not negotiable. It will proceed exactly as I have said. If you or your employer have an issue with that, I will simply find another to move my product...and if the Hutt Cartel even thinks of crossing me...I will ensure the Cartel stays gone. Have I made myself clear, Mandalorian?"
Savage smirked slightly as he watched the Mandalorian and the Gamorreans. This deal was going to happen. And it was going to happen exactly as he wanted it to. Half of the profits would go directly to Iridonia and the other half would be used by the fledgling Hutt Cartel. Either way, both parties walked away with a small fortune.
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Post by Zordo The Hutt on Apr 12, 2018 14:08:18 GMT -8
Annoyance crossed the Mandalorian's face. Fortunately, the helm hid it from the Zabrak before him. He certainly had a sack on him, to state exactly how this deal was going to work. Now, under normal circumstances, Kargesh would have bitch-slapped this Zabrak Sith back into his place. However, the Cartel was still in the early stages of it's infancy. It needed all the help it could gain in order to get off it's feet. Even with Zordo at its head, the Cartel wold never survive without illicit trade deals. So unfortunately, Kargesh was unable to refuse the Sith's offer. Stepping forward, Kargesh bent a knee before the Sith.
The Mighty Zordo will be pleased. I will report back to him and have ships sent out immediately to begin moving your product.
And then he rose to his feet and motioned for the Gamorreans to load back up on to the shuttle. As he turned to leave, Kargesh called back to the Sith'ari.
We'll be in touch...
And with that, the Mandalorian climbed back into the waiting shuttle. As the ramp was raised, the shuttle itself, lifted off the hangar floor and exited into space. From there, it linked back up with the Kaloth Battlecruiser that had brought them here. Once the shuttle was securely on board, the Kaloth spun away from Iridonia and disappeared into hyperspace.
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Post by Harlan Petrovsky [Retired] on Apr 25, 2018 12:23:10 GMT -8
The Resurgent-Class Star Destroyer, Conquered Star, loomed over the Zabrak homeworld. In the ship's war room, High Admiral Petrovsky stood, with the Sith'ari of Iridonia beside him. Having only just returned from his conquest of Adumar, Harlan and the Sith'ari were discussing several things. Though the Zabrak seemed more interested in something else. Only aware of the fact that this was going to be a Blackguard assignment, Harlan had volunteered his services for the time being. Having gained his position of power and prestige through the former High Admiral, he felt as though he owed Viox a great deal and was willing to work with him.
"My lord, thanks to your support and supplies, the Conquered Star is back up to 100% operational capacity and ready to move out on your word...I don't mean to pry, but perhaps I could know where it is we are heading next?"
Viox was a Sith. And one that commanded respect. One had to know how to navigate the slippery slopes of negotiation when dealing with a Sith. Harlan was still learning, but fortunately, Viox had been patient with him and showed respect in return.
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Post by Viox Savage on Apr 25, 2018 12:38:49 GMT -8
Standing along side Harlan, Viox listened to him. The success at Adumar was a major stepping stone for the High Admiral. And a victory for the Blackguard, considering what had been gained. Not that Viox wanted to discuss his plans with Petrovsky just yet. The High Admiral had a few more things to do, to prove his loyalty to him. Garbed in the simple trappings of a Sith, Savage replied to Harlan.
"Your success was beneficial, Petrovsky. I needed you ready as soon as you could be, hence the charitable use of my resources. As for where we are going next...the full details shall be discussed once everyone arrives. All you need to know is that it will be a glorious, defining moment for the Blackguard. And a chance for you to truly prove what you are capable of with this ship. You will be a key component for the upcoming raid, that much is certain."
And what he had said was true. Harlan was proving to be a very useful asset. And in the upcoming raid, he was going to be a key component. Without Petrovsky and the Star, this operation wouldn't have even the slightest chance of success, regardless of who he brought with him. Hopefully his answer, though vague, would satisfy the High Admiral's curiosity for the time being. Once the others arrived, everything would be made clear. And the success of the operation hinged on the ability of his followers working together. So far, with the success on both Mustafar and Pzob, the Blackguard was working well together. There were small areas of improvement, but the warriors he had called to his side had proven themselves very capable. Though this would truly test their limits. He was sure of it. A call had been sent out to his allies, informing them to gather in orbit over Iridonia in preparation of the upcoming raid. Hopefully those he had contacted would heed his call.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 25, 2018 12:50:49 GMT -8
As Lord Znalost and the Silent Observer entered Orbit from his Laboratory, he could see the Conquered Star sitting in orbit. So, my master is about to begin, He thought. It was too bad that project Lazarus take a priority over all also, for it would only benefit Lord Savage and the Blackguard as a whole. Znalost entered the hyperspace coordinates for Korriban and then The Silent Observer made it's jump.
His appearance and departure happen so quickly Znalost doubted that any one would notice.
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Post by Darth Sobrius on Apr 25, 2018 13:12:49 GMT -8
*A summons from the "Sith'ari" himself. A title Sobrius had no qualms with belonging to another, even if it meant nothing to him. He was a mere servant, willing to place himself wherever needed to serve the cause of Bogan, through whatever means necessary. If it meant following a Sith who fancied himself the ruler of the Zabrak people as well as High Admiral of the First Order... then so be it.
Sobrius arrived alone, the Nune-class shuttle arriving from Clak'dor VII, receiving clearance with the Resurgent, and docking in its hangar bay. He was escorted through the admittedly-impressive vessel to the war room, where the Sith'ari and an admiral awaited already. Feeling speech was not necessary, the elder Sith simply acknowledged them with a nod and stood with his hands folded behind his back, awaiting the arrivals of the summoned and the explanation for the call.*
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Luxeria
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Post by Luxeria on Apr 25, 2018 13:54:03 GMT -8
From the harsh world below, a Lethisk-class armed freighter emerged, moving with speed and purpose towards the Resurgent class star destroyer. Only when it reached the appointed approach vector did it finally slow as it made its way to board the mighty vessel. From the pilot's seat, Luxeria looked at the ship before her. It appeared new from what she could see and massive on its own. While not as large as the Bulwark-class battlecruiser Malvus possessed, it was bigger than the ships utilized on Mustafar. While she did not know the nature of this summons, she could only assume thy were about to under take another mission. With that knowledge, the real question came down to how much of the fleet would be accompanying them. That would determine just how large a scale this encounter to be.
Giving a slight sigh and shake of her head, she let her head drop. "Well, here we go again." Her voice held slight amusement, mixed with a hint of excitement as she looked back at the star destroyer, a smirk growing on her face.
Gaining the clearance to land, she pushed forward, not having to concern herself with random bits of debris or fighters like Mustafar, making the progression so much smoother. Alongside that, she had been particularly grateful that she had already been on Iridonia when the summons was sent out and not having to make a trip just to be here. Not a week before, Vasari and herself had returned from a trip to Coruscant, taking the time between missions to have a little fun and relax. Back to back mission wore on the body, and despite the training she had be going through, had yet to fully rise to constantly being thrown into battle. However, instead of dropping off her friend, she elected to stay a few days and see what she could learn from the masters and instructors at the academy. One could never have too much knowledge. And now, before she could return to her master, yet another mission was about to be underway. She was only partly surprised at the summons for her. The part that was left uncertain of what was happening made her wonder why she would be called. Yet, with the idea of battle on the horizon, it only made sense. The past two missions of the Blackguard, she had been apart of. Her skills and abilities were known well enough to the Sith'ari. She wasn't a master, but was more than capable enough to fight for the cause and a known asset. Not to mention, she didn't want to miss out on another battle and increase her experience.
As the lights of the hangar filled the cockpit, Luxeria brought The Mirax down to a crawl as she navigated her ship to the designated landing zone. One by one, she began to power down her ship before standing to check she had all she needed on her person.
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Darth Akrak
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Post by Darth Akrak on Apr 25, 2018 14:05:48 GMT -8
Having hitched a ride up to the massive Star Destroyer with the Sith'ari, Akrak stood in the corner of the war room, arms crossed over his chest. Whatever the Sith'ari had planned, it was big. Ignoring the Sith'ari and the High Admiral for the time being, Akrak noticed the appearance of an older man. Wizened and old meant nothing though. Appearances were deceitful, however. While he didn't know much about the Sith'ari personally, he knew him well enough to know that he selected only the best and most powerful to join his cause. And with the summons of several Sith within the Blackguard to Iridonia, Akrak knew something big was going to happen. But all would be revealed soon enough. The armored Sith simply continued to stand and observe those that arrived. Having no desire to interact with anyone else for the time being, observing those who would join them was a good way to pass the time, and form his own judgments on those he hadn't met yet.
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Post by Darth Malvus on Apr 27, 2018 22:14:36 GMT -8
Malvus, the Jen'ari of the Blackguard, had been present before the arrival of Luxeria. He had personally summoned her to Iridonia once word got around of a defining moment approaching for the Blackguard. This was the Sith Lord's first time on a Resurgent-class Battlecruiser, a new frontline warship designed by the immensely powerful First Order. Unknown to all at large, the Sith Lord had a hand in the foundations and the roots... although the birth of the First Order was never his goal. That was done by the will of his old pupil, the present Emperor, Nicademus Delvardus IV. Again, another detail kept hidden and unknown to all, even Luxeria, his apprentice. As the second in command of the Blackguard, Malvus was well aware of a certain... degree of tolerance that Viox had towards the Emperor. As such, those details were kept zipped and away from public knowledge.
The Sith had left his son, Darth Vurkar, in charge of defenses of Eriadu and keeping watch over their territories, being Sullust, Eriadu and, more recently, Pzob. His gaze noticed the arrival of Luxeria, who came after the arrival of Darth Sobrius, an old acquaintance of Malvus from when he was still pursuing his goals with the One Sith. No sign of Vasari, Kaan, nor Ifrit, rather disappointing when the Sith thought about it. Yet there were a couple new faces that the Sith had never seen before. A non-force Admiral, who seemed to be an asset of the Sith'ari, while the other one was plainly a Sith. Other members of the Blackguard that he had yet to meet it seemed, especially since it was only recently that the Jen'ari had begun making regular trips to Iridonia to perform his duties with the Blackguard.
Listening to the Sith'ari, Malvus was well aware of where this was going. His duties, as Jen'ari, had required him to remain for longer times on Iridonia, going through the necessary planning and discussions with Lord Savage. He, himself, had already appeared before the Jedi, namely their Grandmaster, Aerandir, on the planet of Coruscant, with his own warriors. It was a skirmish, short and straight to the point, a message, to the Jedi, that the Sith were still around and most certainly rebuilding. Now to test the efforts of the Blackguard that brought them to where they were now and preparing to do... an event that would certainly shake the galaxy.
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Post by Viox Savage on Apr 27, 2018 22:53:39 GMT -8
Still mulling over the datapads before him, he took note of all who were present in the War Room. Petrovsky was standing at the head of the table, waiting to begin. Akrak was standing in the corner, arms crossed over his chest. Probably observing, if anything, Savage thought to himself. Malvus was doing his own thing, as he was well aware of what was going on at this point. Having discussed the upcoming raid in detail with his Jen'ari, it was his input as well as the final decision by Savage himself that put this plan into motion. Luxeria was on the ship, but not present within the room. Still in the hangar, securing her ship for transit most likely. She was very detail oriented, that one. And a skilled warrior to boot. Malvus had done well training her. And the elderly man, known to him as Sobrius, was also present. Though aside from acknowledging his presence with a slight nod, he stood off to the side, arms behind his back. Aside from briefly meeting Sobrius over Kuat when the First Order has claimed the derelict Super Star Destroyer, he knew nothing of the man, aside from the fact that he called Clak'dor VII home. It would be interesting to see the man's skills in the upcoming battle. As he continued to review the data, both about the upcoming raid and the previous First Order engagement on Adumar, Captain Orien Jayne, the newly appointed leader of Zhaboka Company, entered the room. The Shadowtrooper merely moved into the room and stood off beside Petrovsky. With Colonel Locklear now part of Savage's personal guard, he was unable to fulfill his duties to the Company he was formerly in command of. Not that it mattered. Locklear wouldn't have recommended Jayne if he wasn't cut out for the task. Aside from Zhaboka Company, a mere thirty Shadowtroopers, the only other group of soldiers joining them would be Major Kage and his silver armored Sith Troopers. A raid such as this required the best of the best. And having genetically augmented his Spec Ops division as well as upgrading their armor to match or even surpass the First Order Stormtroopers, he knew he was getting the best. Kage, the golden armored Sith Trooper, entered the War Room behind Jayne and seated himself at the table. As soon as Luxeria and the final member participating in the raid arrived, they could begin. For now, however, he would continue to immerse himself in the post-battle reports from Adumar, analyzing Petrovsky's tactics as well as the Alliance tactics. Who knew, perhaps the tactics of the Alliance Vice Admiral would prove useful..?
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Post by Vasari on Apr 27, 2018 23:36:14 GMT -8
Vasari had almost grown used to space travel in the last few months. Kessel - Mustafar - Pzob - Curoscant... She had seen more of the Galaxy than she had ever dreamed, and now being back on Iridonia, it seemed nothing at all like being home. The summons from Viox was no surprise, they had returned for Coruscant for only a handful of days and even then she was itchy, something had changed with her and returning to the Academy just wasn't the same. Yes Luxeria was there and that was different - having something to learn and study and grow with was a change for her - her origin years being spent more or less alone until Xakire had found her on the SkyPad. Now it just seemed slow, everything was slow... she wanted another mission - she wanted to be 'out there' and Viox had not disappointed. She hadn't seem him since leaving Mustafar - and really hadn't crossed words with him since Kessel, and even then she hardly considered herself within his inner circle. She was a tool at his disposal, and she supposed that would be good enough... especially if it got her off Iridonia more often.
"About time..."
Vasari responded to her partners comment - even though it was not directed at her - and a playful smile shot to her lips as they approached the enormous ship that Viox had seemingly pulled out of nowhere - or perhaps it had always been there and Vasari simply hadn't noticed. Space was a big place after all. As the Mirax landed and they began securing procedures for the jump to hyperspace Vasari leaned over and kissed Luxeria on the cheek before almost skipping down the corridor calling out behind her...
"I'll see you in the War Room!"
She grew ever more excited and couldn't stand the routine of caring for this ship... that's what droids were for - but it was more than that, She felt called, this mission was going to be different somehow, she didn't even know where they were going or what she would face, but she was ready. The time on Coruscant had done wonders for her - had opened her eyes to so much of the universe that she had only read about before then. As she shot out of the Mirax and raced her way out of the Hanger and to the turbolifts her new cloak billowed and flapped around her. Black armorweave, with so many little pockets on the inside to secret away this and that, it was more fine than anything she had ever owned in her life - and she had two! The turbolift was nearly to slow for her but she forced herself to patience, she once again attempted to bring the reserve she had learned at the Academy to bare. She had spent so many years learning how to be invisible and after only a few weeks alone with Luxeria now it felt like all that effort was gone. But still... she forced herself to walk the rest of the way to the War Room - forcing her hearts to beat slower and slower - dropping her mind into the Living Force and feeling the soldiers around her, the Sith, the Machines... everything around her. The practice centered her mind and by the time the swoosh of the War Room doors echoed into her ears and she stepped through she had regained that reserve that she had spent a decade or more mastering on the planet below - that was until she saw Locklear standing behind Viox. She smirked and gave him a wink before approaching the table and bending a knee slightly behind the other as she addressed the seated Sith'ari.
"Lord Savage..."
She righted herself - her cloak's hood falling back slightly revealing her face, open neckline, and the semi-circle of horns that made up the crown encircling her skull. With the slight show of respect for his position shown she fell into place at the foot of the table - waiting for Luxeria to catch up to her, and casting a glance around for Xakire, finding him strangely absent. This brought a frown to her features and yet she said nothing, simply waited for the Sith'ari to begin the meeting.
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Post by Luxeria on Apr 28, 2018 12:17:41 GMT -8
Luxeria merely glanced over with a slight smile at Vasari's kiss. It was certainly strange how well and quickly their relationship was growing. In some aspects, its was a little strange, not that she minded. She watched as the Zabrak moved out of the cockpit with excitement in her steps that caused Luxeria's smile to grow and keep from speaking. In such a short time, Vasari was almost like a different person since first leaving Iridonia. Even the first time they met was entirely different than now. She could only hope that others could see it and that it would only play to her advantage.
Giving herself a quick check over, she made sure the pouch strapped to each leg was firmly in place and closed so that her orbs stayed inside. then she moved to the lightsaber on her belt, ensuring it was nestled in place. She'd have to keep in mind to check it over after what this summons was about. A properly maintained weapon was a fully functioning weapon. Without another thought, she moved quickly out of the ship, hoping that her friend hadn't gotten too far ahead.
Upon moving down the boarding ramp, she noticed the flutter of Vasari's cloak disappearing behind one of the exits. With swiftness in her steps, she moved with some purpose, though she tried to keep it to as much of a walk as possible. As excitement was building for the chance to engage in battle again, she wanted to maintain some illusion of control and professionalism, not that of a overly excited school girl. It might have seemed like a contradiction to what she had said to Vasari shortly after arriving on Coruscant, but the difference was the moment. Then, it was a time to relax and enjoy oneself. Now, duty called and it was time to show some focus.
It wasn't long before Luxeria entered the War Room, coming in right after Vasari had made her bow to the Sith'ari. Luxeria, however, didn't present herself to him and simply moved to the spot Vasari was already heading. It wasn't an action of disrespect. The time for pleasantries and greetings could come later. Viox had summoned all those in attendance, himself, which to her removed the need for such. Had she come to seek him out, that would have been another matter entirely.
Standing next to Vasari, she began looking at those in attendance. There were some new faces, though the presence of Sobrius was familiar to her. He was present on Eriadu not long after she returned form her six month mission of crafting her new lightsaber. After that came the attack on Vandelhiem. Her eyes then shifted over to her master. She had taken note of his presence when her and Vasari had returned to Iridonia after their getaway, though didn't seek him out. If he was there, he was there on business and felt he didn't need to be disturbed. There were more than enough avenues to continue her training at the moment. When she thought about it, Akrak was the only one she knew nothing of. Something she was certain would change soon. For now, she remained silent, arms crossed over her chest as she waited to hear what Savage had to say.
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Post by Viox Savage on Apr 28, 2018 14:24:02 GMT -8
Resurgent-Class Star Destroyer - Conquered Star. War Room. Iridonian Orbit.
As Vasari and Luxeria both entered the room, Savage closed the files he was reviewing on the datapads and handed them off to Harlan, who tucked them off to the side for the time being. Moving to the head of the table, he motioned for everyone to take a seat. Without waiting, he dimmed the lights and activated the holo-table. An image of the galaxy sprang to life.
"Rampant, compile all available data on our next target and bring it up."
Barked the Zabrak. An unseen, synthetic voice replied calmly.
"Of course sire. Bringing Felucia up now."
The image of the galaxy changed rapidly, jumping to the world of Felucia. As the image enlarged, Savage spoke in a commanding, but calm voice.
"You have all been summoned here today for one purpose. Your past assignments have been tests, training you and disciplining you for this moment. I am confident that all of you are capable of the task ahead. Our purpose is to strike at the very heart of our mortal enemies; the Jedi..."
He paused for a moment, allowing the words to sink in. His fierce yellow eyes dancing from Sobrius to Luxeria. From Vasari to Kage. From Jayne to Akrak. If there was any sort of reaction from any of them, they hid it well. With a small smirk, he continued.
"We have been gathering intelligence on the Jedi from some time now, and with the announcement that the very foundations of the Jedi Order being on Felucia, we began planning our attack..."
Waving his right hand at the hologram of Felucia, it zoomed in to where the Jedi Base was located. From there, Savage continued.
"Surprisingly, the Jedi have kept hold of their secrets tightly. Aside from the basic layout of their base, we know next to nothing on what resides within. With an increase in orbital traffic, it would be safe to assume they sense a disturbance...but they truly have no idea as to what it coming their way..."
Stepping back from the holotable, he clasped his hands behind his back and began pacing the room, still speaking.
"We are the darkness that will eradicate the light! We are the very foundations on which they base their fear! We will descend upon Felucia, bringing about of wave of darkness unheard of in years! We are trained. We are organized. And best of all, we are cooperating for the betterment of the Sith as a whole! We are the reason they lock their doors at night! They fear us, as they should...because we've learned from the past. We understand the error of our own teachings and strive to make the new generation even stronger! And that frightens them. As it should!"
As he paced around the table, he spoke with fervor and conviction. He spoke this way because he did actually believe that the Sith were growing in different and unexpected ways, breaking the stereotypical mold that had defined them since the dawn of time, while the Jedi continued to stick to the age old traditions and teachings. Teachings that weakened them. Finishing his pace around the table, he returned to its head. The rallying speech was finished. On to the plan of attack.
"High Admiral Petrovsky has graciously offered his services for this attack. He will be taking care of the orbital defenses, punching a hole for us to get ground-side. Captain Jayne-" He said, motioning to the Shadowtrooper present "- will be leading Zhaboka Company as our first and last line of defense. Major Kage-" He motioned to the golden armored Sith Trooper "-will be leading a small assault force to keep the Jedi's defenses occupied and to disable their communications. The rest of us are free to pursue our plans of attack. Every enemy you encounter is expendable. Show them no mercy! Take from them, everything! Give them nothing in return! This will be our finest hour! The Jedi will realize we are a much large and more organized threat than they ever thought possible!"
His voice had grown louder. By the end of his speech, he stood at the head of the table, left prosthetic hand clenched in a fist, eyes ablaze of fury and determination. Relaxing his posture, he spoke again, his voice calmer.
"Admiral! Get us underway. The rest of you, dismissed. I will update you once we are closer to our destination. In the meantime, the ship is yours to explore. Private quarters have been prepared for you on the aft section of deck thirty-two. Rampant?"
At the mention of his name, the unseen synthetic voice spoke once more.
"Lighted markers within the corridors will mark your way to the quarters prepared for you on deck thirty-two. Should you require any further assistance, all you need to do is ask. I will devote several of my higher order runtimes to assisting you."
Standing up straight, motioning for the lights to turn on, Savage spoke once more.
"Any questions?"
Savage opened the floor to those present, including his Jen'ari, Malvus. If anyone had any questions or concerns, now was the time to speak their minds. As he waited for anyone to speak up, High Admiral Petrovsky bowed respectfully and left the War Room, heading for the bridge. He had other duties to attend to now.
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Post by Luxeria on Apr 28, 2018 15:02:52 GMT -8
As the Sith'ari instructed, Luxeria took her seat as the lights dimmed around them. As strange as it was to think, she felt as if she had ascended a few ranks by the nature of the room alone. A grander room, seating, it made her feel as a far more important part of the Blackguard and its plans. Her first mission with the Blackguard was on Mustafar and the war room there wasn't as nice, not to mention standing the whole time. Ultimately, it meant nothing in the end, yet coming from a higher class of society, there would always reside that sense of class within her mind.
As the display moved about its dance to Viox's commands and words, Luxeria focused her visual attention solely on the projector, letting the image of the galaxy, Felucia, then the Jedi Base burn into her mind. They didn't grant any tactical advantage and overall, they were going in blind as to how the base was laid out and what to hit. But by Savage's speech, it was not really the concern of any of the Sith, only the troopers accompanying them. For them, the mission seemed pretty much clear: break the Jedi and bring their home to the ground. Anything else was merely a bonus, something she'd have to remember should she come across anything that might prove valuable to the Blackguard, be it destroyed or obtained.
For as rousing as the speech the Zabrak gave to rally and motivate them, it was unnecessary. To Luxeria it was, anyway. She had been seeking the challenges to further her skills, the experience to shape her properly. Whereas many felt the power of the Dark-Side was more than enough to bring others to their knees and felt themselves more than a match for any with only the average level of training, she saw things in a different light. She possessed logic and understanding. That helped her to see that power wasn't so easily acquired. even that which she could gain quickly held grater levels beyond if one had the patience and desire to fully bring out the depths of that power. And that was what she sought, to truly find mastery in her abilities by working through the levels to such a refined point that she couldn't go any higher. A difficult level to get to, no doubt, but not one she was going to shrug her shoulders at and accept where she was. Not to mention she had found a thrill in battle and the more challenging the enemy, the more excitement she gained. For now though, she kept it contained.
When he had finally finished speaking, asking if any questions had come to their minds, Luxeria remained silent. There were none within her as this mission was much easier to understand. There was one simple goal in mind. To her, there was no need for questions. If she found something of value, she was to take it. If something needed to be destroyed, eliminate it. If there was anything to report, make sure the information was passed on.
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Post by Harlan Petrovsky [Retired] on Apr 28, 2018 15:44:24 GMT -8
Conquered Star - CIC.
Having left the War Room as soon as the Sith'ari ordered him to get underway, Harlan did so. Making his way to CIC, the officers saluted him as he came onto the bridge. As he made his was over to his command chair, he issued orders.
"All stations, secure for transit. Nav, input the coordinates to Felucia now. Engines, take us out of orbit and get us underway."
As several 'aye sirs' rang out, Harlan seated himself in his chair. Feeling the inertia dampers kick in as the massive vessel began changing course, he watched the scenery outside the central viewport change from a vast expanse of stars, with a portion of Iridonia visible, to a few ships dotting his sight, other vessels of the Sith'ari's fleet, and then nothing but an expanse of stars. Feeling gravity tugging him back into the seat, ever so slightly, Harlan knew they were accelerating away from Iridonia's gravity well. Soon they would be underway...and Harlan was excited to prove himself against an opponent as supposedly formidable as the Jedi.
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Darth Akrak
Blackguard Imperium
Preparing for a raid.
Posts: 85
Affiliation: Blackguard Imperium
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Post by Darth Akrak on Apr 28, 2018 15:58:18 GMT -8
Still standing in the corner of the room, he took noticed of the entrance of not one, but two beautiful women.* At least the Sith'ari had impeccable tastes in women, he thought to himself *Fortunately, his helm hid any sort of facial feature from view. Which was good, considering he was smirking ot himself and following the swaying motions of both the Zabrak and the human's hips, respectively. And the perks of working for this Zabrak Sith'ari had become quite clear. Women, violence, power. It was perfect. Still grinning behind his helm, his attention was brought back to the gathering at hand as the lights dimmed and the holo-map sprang to life. Observing closely, he watched the Sith'ari explain the details their attack. Felucia. The Jedi Order. Those were the final things he heard before he fell back into his own thoughts. His hatred seethed and his blood seemingly boiled at the mention of the Jedi.* These cowards made me what I am. They WILL pay for it. *What a perfect opportunity to cause some pain and inflict some wounds upon his enemy. Younglings, support staff...all of them were now on his hit-list. He normally didn't care too much about collateral damage to begin with, and now, even less so. They were all guilty. And he would be the one to make them bleed. And then he tuned back into the conversation as the Zabrak at the head of the table asked if there were any questions. None were lingering within his head. Everything was clear. Unlike previous missions that had specific objectives, this assignment seemed to be all about wrecking havoc upon the Jedi. Sowing the seeds of chaos and watching them grow. Which suited him just fine. While the Sith'ari did raise the valid point of them being stronger because the were working together, Akrak did some of his best work alone. Still leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, he said nothing and waited to see if anyone else would raise any questions that had not been previously answered by the Sith'ari's briefing.
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Vasari
Blackguard Imperium
Tell me that I wont feel a thing...
Posts: 1,244
Affiliation: Academy of Iridonia - Blackguard Reborn
Traffic Light: Green
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Post by Vasari on Apr 29, 2018 18:27:49 GMT -8
"Felucia..."
Vasari breathed out the word with some degree of reverence. She had read about the planet sure... jungle world, dark force nexus buried deep in the planet that gave life to the universes darkest horrors. There were plants on that world that could kill you simply by brushing against your skin. That world had given rise to more medicines than could be counted and just as many poisons - their antidotes yet to be found or created. Her eyes lit up as her mind went over the planets history - a long and storied history, but she had read nothing of the Jedi having a temple on the planet - let alone a full military operation that would stand as the center of the Jedi Order. Perhaps the planet was more than a symbol, or perhaps it was more than that. Pushing away her own curiosities she listened to the rest of Viox's speech... pep talk...? When it finally ended and he broke down the plan of assault - which units would lead, and which tasks would be issued to whom. He did not give them specific tasks like what had happened on Mustafar and Pzob - instead she was given a blanket order... chaos, mayhem, trouble, a message.
She passed a glance to Kage taking note of his shiny gold armor, then looked back to Luxeria with a funny smirk on her face. She hid it quickly enough however, the expression passed between them in a hairs breath of a moment before her attention turned back to Viox who was dismissing them to their rooms for the remainder of the trip to Felucia. She assumed once they broke through the space defenses over Felucia that they would meet here again to discuss the assault further - or perhaps that was it, and they would be left to their own devices once they reached the planet - either way Viox had more of a reason for going after Felucia than what he was telling. She wasn't sure - but it was a feeling that nagged at her mind.
Looking up from the table her sight finally found one standing apart from the group seated at the table, leaning against a wall garbed in a dark cloak - his face covered in some sort of mask. Her mind finally focused enough to spread calm the sea within and her presence spread throughout the room like a wave breaking upon the sand. She took feelings and emotions and the occasional thought from every being the Living Force touched. Her focus came to the one named Akrak and her eyes turned to him making now show of the fact that she was hiding her gaze. Her irises burned bright orange - a byproduct of the power shown by her kind and her gaze was not penetrating, but perspective. He was clearly making no attempt to hide his thoughts as they turned from amused to intrigued to angry as the course of the conversation moved on. She did not spend much time on the man's mind, but he did amuse her slightly.
They had clearly been dismissed, but Viox asked yet again for questions. Three times now he had asked her that question and she had remained silent - nothing had changed and once more she had no reason to speak. When others began to move she stood along with Luxeria and gave her a sideways glance - as if ready to follow her lead.
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Darth Sobrius
Blackguard Imperium
Posts: 64
Affiliation: The Dark Side
Traffic Light: Green
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Post by Darth Sobrius on May 1, 2018 18:33:28 GMT -8
*As soon as the word "Felucia" was mentioned, Sobrius's interest piqued, though the only sign was a brief moment where his posture became stiffer than normal. The Zabrak wished to strike the heart of the Jedi, send a message... and in the process, escalate the game of wits between Darth Sobrius and Aerandir Calmcacil sooner than expected. So be it, then; but he would not engage the Jedi directly. There were many other ways to battle one's opponent, and of those routes, there was perhaps no bigger weakness than one's own family.
And then came the rousing speech... The kind of speech more suited to the common soldier. A servant of Bogan knew their duty without such need for bravado. Sobrius said nothing, instead contemplating whether the being before him was truly qualified to lead the Sith, to be the vanguard of the dark side. Less because of the speech, more because of his apparent overconfidence, especially after admitting they knew little of the layout of the Jedi's established headquarters. Coupled with the abilities of the Jedi's Grand Master, put on complete display on Caamas, the elder Sith wondered whether the Sith'ari had a plan to combat such abilities.
However, when asked if there were any questions, Sobrius merely answered,* "None whatsoever," *before turning and departing the war room. He would spend the rest of the voyage in his provided chambers, meditating upon Bogan's will, strategizing with what little he knew. Direct confrontation was not the appropriate avenue, but he knew many that were far more apt...*
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