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Post by Thrakk Valinor on Jul 18, 2016 17:59:27 GMT -8
* Thrakk nods and the two men walk through the council building until reach the top floor. At the end of the hallway was the door leading into the council chambers. Thrakk can see several Agamarian council guards dead on the floor as the walk towards the door. It seemed that Tarkin's Shadowguard was far more effective then Thrakk had thought. For the dead men showed no signs of blaster wounds or anything else showing that a fire fight took place. The shadowguard had killed them in silence, which was perfect for their plan.
Thrakk and Zuka are a few steps from the doors to the council chambers when Thrakk stops. Without moving a muscle the doors of the council chamber burst open when hit from a force push from the Imperial Hand. Inside the Council members dive to the floor, as most look to cower behind their desks or just curl up on the floor. "Pitiful" Thrakk thinks to himself as he enters the chamber with Zuka. A single council member stands up at the center of the chamber. *
"We do not fear the First Order!!!! Agamar will never gaahhk!!!"
* The council members words become inaudible as Thrakk crushes the mans throat with the force then tosses him across the council chamber like a rag doll*
" The next one of you that speaks out of turn will share a far worse fate....Lord Tarkin the floor is yours "
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Post by Zuka Zammanee Tarkin on Jul 18, 2016 20:22:39 GMT -8
Zuka steps forward from behind Thrakk, he peers around the room taking note of the councilmen and women. He makes his way to the very center of the room, making several council members uneasy and even putting himself at risk...
Would anyone else care to voice their opinions? Zuka's words are met with silence... Suddenly a male councilman lunges for Zuka's back, but before the man could make contact a beam of red energy penetrates through the man's sternum. For a few moments only the beam of energy can be seen, then slowly a Imperial Shadow Guard uncloaks revealing the large soldier and his saber staff. Zuka, unmoved by the attempted assassination nods to the soldier and as the Shadow Guard disengages his saber staff and the lifeless body hits the floor. The remaining Shadow Guard uncloak demonstrating to the councilors their entrapment. Agamar belongs to the First Order, this is the way of things now. If you resist you will be killed and replaced, simple as that. My forces have not targeted your civilian populations and you can ensure that my forces will continue that line of action. But, you must publicly announce each of your support to the First Order... if not then I will glass this world and ensure your history and very existence is erased from galactic history...
Fear filled the room, but Zuka's bold threats swayed majority of the terrified councilors. Slowly, one by one councilors began to kneel before Zuka and Thraak. In the end a total of four councilmen resisted and remained standing. Zuka nodded to the unit leader of the commandos in the room and instructed him to take the kneeling council members to the communications center where each of them will begin recording messages for their constituents to accept the First Order. Once the last of the council members were taken away and only the resisting member remained, Zuka looked to Thraak...
I have no intention of keeping any of the council members alive, do as you please with them... just don't make them into martyrs.
From down the hall blaster fire could be heard as council members were executed immediately after recording messages of support...
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Post by Thrakk Valinor on Jul 18, 2016 21:53:38 GMT -8
* Thrakk lets a slight grin escape at he look over to Zuka. Wacthing the shadowguards and Zuka leave the council chambers, Thrakk turns his attention back to the remaining council members.*
" So it is evident that you have chosen to defy the First Order. I wish you would have taken another course of action....wait no I don't "
* Thrakk unleashes a torrent of force lighting bringing the four council members to their knees, the painful screams fill the chamber as the electricity courses through their bodies. With the flick of his hand almost every bones in three of the council members bodies break and they soon die writhing on the floor. The last, a younger looking women struggles to push herself as Thrakk plants his boot in the center of her back. Thrakk extends his right hand out and through force rips her life force from her abosrbing it into his body. Her lifeless body was then motionless.
Thrakk turns and exits the council chambers, as he leaves the room the chamber crumbles apart leaving a destroyed pile of rubble to fill the door way into the chamber. Thrakk walks down to the main entrance of the building where Zuka stood waiting.*
"It's done. Now then my friend lets get off of this rock....I have something to show you"
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Post by Zuka Zammanee Tarkin on Jul 19, 2016 5:28:44 GMT -8
From the corridor Zuka paid little attention to the sounds of horror emanating from the council chamber. Zuka busied himself with preparing a situation report for General Delvardus. As Thrakk approached Zuka lowered his data pad and directed his attention to the Imperial Hand...
I cannot leave, I was told to report to the Supreme Commander and out of respect General Delvardus. At the moment you out rank me so I have no choice, but to work with you... But after our brief time together, I'm inclined to admit that I could see us working well together.
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Post by Zuka Zammanee Tarkin on Jul 19, 2016 7:27:27 GMT -8
With Zuka and his forces now occupying the Agamarian Council Center and most of the fighting happening to the west of the capital, Zuka orders that Calna Muun's spaceport become his forces rallying point. Zuka's elite commandos from Eriadu begin patrolling the small city and strictly enforcing a curfew. On several occasions units have fired upon those that were caught walking the streets. The citizens of Calna Muun are incensed with fear and uncertainty, Zuka would normally address the populace when invading a world, but his orders did not entail administering to the people after his assault. Instead, his officers used the emergency broadcast system to instruct the population. After an hour or so passed after executing the council members a eerie silence fell upon the city, only the sounds of the distant battle to the West and Northwest broke through.
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Post by Thrakk Valinor on Jul 19, 2016 21:38:24 GMT -8
* An imperial shuttle lands a few meters behind Zuka and Thrakk. The shuttle looked brand new and as if it just came off the line. Thrakk directs Zuka to follow him*
" We can go give your report to the General and the Supreme Commander from the bridge. "
* Thrakk walks up the loading ramp of the Imperial shuttle and waits for Zuka to board *
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Post by Zuka Zammanee Tarkin on Jul 20, 2016 6:31:49 GMT -8
Zuka sighed heavily, Thraak was not going to make his relationship with General Delvardus easy. Zuka could already sense the general's distaste for him, normally Zuka would not care about the situation, but considering that the general was the Supreme Commander's brother AND his superior things could get...unpleasant. Zuka looks to the shuttle... for the time being though, Thraak was his superior so Zuka had few options in the matter. Zuka nods to his Shadow Guard Captain and in moments the group boards the shuttle.
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Post by Thrakk Valinor on Jul 20, 2016 8:36:19 GMT -8
* Thrakk lets a smirk escape his mouth as the loading ramp closes and the shuttle takes off heading into orbit. He knows Zuka was hard pressed between duty and politics. Being forced to play in the sandbox in order to get his deserved rank was utterly pointless to Thrakk, he would not let this man's talent go to waste....Even if that meant going toe to toe with Supreme Commanders brother himself.
The shuttle breaks through the clouds and into orbit**
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Post by Zuka Zammanee Tarkin on Jul 21, 2016 17:08:30 GMT -8
Remus, the commander of Admiral Tarkin's forces, reviewed the updated intel reports coming in from Calna Muun and the battlefield reports of the Mandalorians and First Order forces. With air superiority achieved the Tarkin could freely maneuver in lower orbit and assist ground forces. Suddenly, Captain Guinan arrives on the bridge. Guinan was a dark complected human female and the only female senior officer in all of Admiral Tarkin's forces. She swiftly approached the holo table that Commander Remus was leaning upon and with a quick salute began...
=Cpt. Guinan=
Commander, I have updated reports from the commandos in the city sir. My officers are reporting numerous violations of the curfew we have been enforcing, casualties are mounting. Intel suggests that word of the Agamarian Council's execution has reached the civilian population... they are organizing and congregating at the council center...our forces are out numbered
The veteran commander interrupted, but kept calm...
=Commander Remus=
Allow as many of them to gather at the council center you can... while this is being done...withdraw our forces from the council center and have them rally at the spaceport. Turning to the tactical officer. Target weapons upon the council center and wait for my command to open fire.Returning to the female captain. You have your orders!
With that Captain Guinan sped to the communications area and instructed her forces to withdraw from the council center. With the crowds gathering at the council center demanding answers and beginning to protest, the Eriaduan Commandos did their best to escape the area without violence. In several cases though units were cut off from escape and forced to mow down civilians. These cases only ignited the people until the protests officially became violent. Unfortunately, several units were unable to evacuate the council center and barricaded themselves within the council chamber. After nearly an hour after the withdraw order was given Captain Guinan receives word that all forces that were able to escape have done so and she returns to Commander Remus.
=Cpt. Guinan=
Commander... All units with the exception of 3 have successfully withdrawn to the spaceport. I rec...The Commander interrupts and issues the firing order to the tactical officer.
With the order given the massive Bulwark III unleashes a devastating and continuous volley of turbo laser fire, all concentrated directly upon the council center. The vollies hammer the council center and all outside and within its great halls. The assault could be seen from the battle lines outside the city, no doubt seeing their city center being glassed was a demoralizing sight. After a continuous volley lasting four to five minutes the order was given to discontinue. As the smoke began to clear no bodies could be seen, at least the ones closest to the council center, many had been blasted away from the center and left exactly where they landed. Later it would be calculated that more than half the city's population had been caught in the attack and this would go down as the most severe assault upon Agamar...ever. The assault did, however, quell any thought of resistance within Calna Muun, perhaps even into the planet's future with the Mandalorians.
After witnessing the bombardment from the bridge, Captain Guinan admired the commander's quick and effective solution. She concluded to herself that because of the severity of the assault and its damage, she concluded that Remus had single handedly handed the Mandalorians a world so fearful of its new leaders that none would dare rebel so long as the memory of today never fades. With a salute Captain Guinan exits the bridge to return to her operations center near the barracks onboard.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Jul 21, 2016 20:06:33 GMT -8
A loud rumbling noise filled the air around the center area of Calna Muun. Obstacles were pushed aside as three Armor companies of the Imperial 9th Army pushed up towards the capital district and barracks. As they entered the main area, now scorched by turbolaser fire, the tanks fanned out and began reinforcing the area. Hover transports docked and unloaded squad upon squad of Stormtrooper. The trio were commanded by Lieutenant-Colonel Jeran as he disembarked from an Imperial Repulsortank 1-H. The Lt. Colonel would began ordering his troops and tanks into their defensive areas, establishing a better defensive perimeter to hold the area as the commandos were stretched thin as of now. He quietly inspects the still smoldering ruins of the council center, having seen it as his tanks approached the area. He began to wonder what had happened.
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Post by Zuka Zammanee Tarkin on Jul 22, 2016 8:47:51 GMT -8
Seeing the arrival of the Imperial 9th Army enter and secure the city, Sgt. Walsh of the Eriaduan Commandos, with a small unit of his best men arrive from the spaceport to welcome the Lieutenant-Colonel. Sgt. Walsh was one of the very last to escape the council center before the orbital bombardment began. After getting through security the Sargent and his men were escorted to Lt.-Co. Jaren.
Walsh salutes Jaren...
=Sgt. Walsh=
Sir, I command the commando units in Calna Muun. Care for a sit rep?
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2016 9:37:41 GMT -8
Not long after the First Order forces under the command of Lieutenant-Colonel Jeran arrive, the Mando'ade armored battalion which had been tasked by Sol'yc ver'alorn Faelan Bralor with joining them in occupying Calna Muun can be heard approaching from the northwest of the capital city; the men and women of the Mando'ade battalion accompanied by Canderous-class assault tanks, Shadow V Combat Airspeeders, and armed Balutar-class swoops which, when the Mando'ade reach the city, begin to maneuver throughout the city to take up their pre-assigned, strategically chosen patrol routes or positions to assist in securing the capital and policing its residents. Tra'kad-class transports and Bes'uliik fighters begin patrolling the area around and over the capital city as the Mando'ade forces assigned with moving on for the capital's center continue on towards their objective.
Alor'itsad Éibhear Bralor, commander of the Mando'ade battalion sent to join with the First Order's forces in the capital city, once made aware of where Lieutenant-Colonel Jeran can be found, had moved to his location in order to meet with him to discuss their next actions. As Éibhear arrives when Walsh is addressing the Lieutenant-Colonel, he waits nearby, keeping up to date with the reports coming in from his troops throughout the capital as they come into the internal comm of his green and orange beskar'gam's buy'ce as he also attends to what Jeran replies when asked if he wants a sitrep so that no repetition is necessary when he joins the discussion.
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Post by Zuka Zammanee Tarkin on Jul 29, 2016 12:33:23 GMT -8
With the arrival of the Imperial 9th Army, Captain Guinan, from orbit, issues the command to begin withdrawing Zuka's commandos from Calna Muun. The Eriaduan Commandos, with the exception Walsh and three of his best men, had established a command center of the Calno Muun Spaceport. Within thirty minutes of issuing the withdrawal, Imperial Landing shuttles began to ferry Zuka's men from the spaceport to the Tarkin in low orbit. In short time the spaceport was soon evacuated, leaving only a single shuttle on standby for Walsh and his men to utilize for their own return. In time, members of the 9th army would assume control of the spaceport.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2016 19:54:58 GMT -8
Making his way to Calna Muun once he is satisfied that his ground forces have secured all of the land bridges connecting with the capital city, Faelan, accompanied with the Mando'ade of his HQ element, has his transport set down near to where Alor'itsad Éibhear Bralor has set up his command post within the city. Wasting little time on pleasantries or congratulations, Faelan has the battalion commander bring him up to speed on the status of events within the capital.
Once he has been updated on the current disposition of the Mando'ade and First Order forces within and around the city, Faelan instructs Éibhear to dispatch a team of Mando'ade to recover as much data from the former Agamarian Council's Council Center dataterminals and other systems as they can; knowing as much of the more influential citizens of the city and of the Council's past dealings on and offworld as they can learn will make assuming control of the world's trade, manufacturing, and other affairs far easier than attempting to do blind would, and Faelan believes that he may also be able to intimidate, coerce, or otherwise persuade some of Agamar's prominent citizens to cooperate with the joint First Order and Mando'ade occupation.
Once he is confident that Éibhear has the city well in hand, Faelan selects a building near the Council Center for his own temporary command center and sends troops in to ensure it is secure as he contacts his Clan leader, Torin Bralor, to update him on the successful completion of the ground campaign.
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Post by Zuka Zammanee Tarkin on Oct 7, 2016 14:21:15 GMT -8
The Tarkin maneuvers and glides down from orbit and slices through the clouds over Calna Muun. The massive battle cruiser, after coordinating with the space port makes its landing and lowers its massive loading ramp. The captain of the vessel sends a transmission to both Fire Team Castle and Captain Blackwell. This Captain Gooding of the Imperial Battle Cruiser Tarkin. We have monitored your transmissions from orbit and are prepared to transport your units back to Imperial Strategic Command for debriefing and reassignment. My crew stand ready to assist your units in loading. Gooding out.
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Post by Fireteam Castle [Retired] on Oct 7, 2016 15:06:05 GMT -8
The Atmospheric Assault Lander, known as The Bucket to her crew, soared low, just skimming the treetops. Captain Gooding's transmission came through, but the pilot, Master Flight Sergeant Jophrey Towes otherwise known by his call sign as Wings, was quick to reply.
This is AAL Three-Two-Eight Heavy. We are inbound to Calna Muun. We are at bingo fuel. Request permission to dock with the Tarkin. Repeat we are at bingo fuel, request permission to dock.
The AAL soared over several fields as it cleared the forest and made it's way to the city's spaceport. Soon they would be able to head back to Munnilinst and enjoy a few cold ones once they had been debriefed. The only thing now was they needed to land and have their Captain retrieved as well. Due to Castle's low fuel, they were unable to head back to get him, lest they fall victim of a poorly made choice. They already had one injured on board, they didn't need more.
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Post by Zuka Zammanee Tarkin on Oct 12, 2016 8:37:40 GMT -8
The communications officer at his station on the bridge coordinated with logistics and responded. This is the Tarkin you are cleared for docking. Air support will escort you. Tarkin out.. Suddenly, two TIE Fighters appeared on the AAL's sensors and soon flanked the vessel on both port and starboard sides.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2016 13:53:26 GMT -8
Raicheal nods as she passes a pair of Mandalorians escorting a group of Agamarians from Faelan's office in the building he has chosen for his command center in Calna Muun. Some of the Agamarians Raicheal recognizes as heads of shipping and mining concerns, and others as low level functionaries in Agamar's former ruling body; leading her to believe that Faelan is unlikely to be in a good mood given his ever mounting distaste for the business of moving from the successful occupation of Agamar to the day-to-day management of transitioning to its new way of being governed, policed, and of becoming a valuable and profitable asset to both Manda'yaim and the First Order.
Unwinding the pale gray headscarf she wears over her buy'ce and winding it around her neck as she steps into Faelan's office, Raichel removes her helmet and smiles as, easily noting the tension in his shoulders as he clansman stands looking out of a window onto the city, she sees that her prediction about his mood was correct. "Productive?" Raicheal asks in Mando'a, the fact that she and Faelan have known and fought alongside one another for so long enabling them to communicate in a shorthand that suits both of their taciturn natures.
Grunting non-committaly, Faelan says in their native tongue, "Time will tell." While the Agamarian businessmen have pledged to use their influence and contacts to ensure that the industries of their world will continue to run even though much of what is produced will now be going to Manda'yaim or First Order held worlds, and the former governmental functionaries have agreed to play their parts in the transition of power, Faelan's somewhat cynical nature prevents him from being satisfied until he can witness those aims being achieved. The first shipments of goods and resources are soon to be transported to Manda'yaim, and Faelan knows that he will soon know whether all of the groundwork that has been made was worth the effort.
Sitting on the edge of the large binka wood desk in the center of the room, Raicheal asks, "No word from Kylarn?"
Shaking his head with a pensive frown, Faelan says, "Not since he left for Concord Dawn. Falean had hoped that Kylarn, who had inspired not only Faelan himself and other Mando'ade to throw off the torpor that overtaken many in the aftermath of the disastrous and costly crusade against Force users, would take on a larger role among the Mando'ade, and hopes that nothing ill has befallen the man, that his absence has instead a benign explanation. Moving on to other matters, Faelan says, Torin will be departing with most of his fleet soon, once the orbital defenses are in place. No evidence has been found to suggest that Agamar had any allies to call upon, much less managed to send any calls for aid. Torin believes there is little threat of a response to the occupation."
"Good, Raicheal says. Has he said how long he wants you to stay? Éibhear is more than capable of commanding our forces here."
"I believe he intends for me to stay until everything is proven to be running smoothly. Defenses, industry, governance. Looking over his shoulder with a rueful smile, Faelan says, Or until the First Order has work for us. Torin wants me to continue on in my role as liaison between the Mando'ade and the First Order. Taking a deep breath, Faelan walks towards his desk as he says, I could use your help with a few things," and then, after picking up a datapad and passing it to Raicheal, begins discussing the program she wants her to help set up and run to care for the orphaned sons and daughters of Agamarian defense force personnel. The program, much like the one that is also being set up to oversee prisoners of war, is designed in large part to search for those Agamarians of any age that impress with their spirit, wit, or strength and which seem receptive to being taken into the Mandalorian culture; Mando'ade soldiers often adopting war orphans that exhibit the aggression or tenacity their people admire and value, or even adults in some cases.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Nov 10, 2016 13:06:39 GMT -8
An Imperial Shuttle breaks the atmosphere over Calna Muun, escorted by a squadron of TIE fighters. Yet, evidently behind them, came the swarm of large transports that made their way to designated military landing areas to unload their cargo. The shuttle, however, made way for the Mandalorian's governing sector where the provisional government had set up. There, a delegate of the Imperial Diplomatic Corp would disembark to meet with Faelan Bralor in accordance with the Treaty of Agamar, whose provisions were being fulfilled as the transports unloaded cargo for both military and civilian purposes. All arranged between the Clans of Mandalore and the First Order.
The diplomat in question was dressed in an all white uniform, but not as a Grand Admiral. No military ornaments were upon his chest and the male was elderly at best; his white hair as bright as snow and the wrinkles upon his face very prominent. Yet the man was in the prime of health and no ragged individual. His name was simply Octavius.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 10, 2016 14:23:20 GMT -8
The Imperial Diplomatic Corp delegate will not have long to wait after disembarking from his shuttle, Faelan having been apprised of the arrival of the First Order's vessels shortly after their arrival in orbit. Having dealt with the First Order since the Mando'ade sent him to act as their representative, Faelan feels no need for showy, excessive displays of force or other posturing which typically accompanies the early stages of any diplomatic or business relationship, and so arrives with only his clanswoman, Raicheal Bralor, for accompaniment; her counsel and insight something Faelan has learned to value.
While Raicheal, armored in gray beskar'gam, keeps her buy'ce on, Faelan carries his under an arm as he has learned that most beings outside of the Mandalorian culture prefer to see the faces of those they are speaking with. Both Faelan and Raicheal carry and conduct themselves in a distinctly military manner, as befits their heritage and experience, and it should come as little surprise to the diplomat that Faelan's greeting is more formal than warm, though in no way discourteous. "Welcome to Calna Muun, Faelan says in his heavily accented Basic, not having been given the name, rank, or title of the visiting diplomat. I am Sol'yc ver'alorn Faelan Bralor, he continues, using his rank among the Mando'ade rather than the title of governor, and then motions towards Raicheal, who nods a silent greeting to the diplomat as she is introduced, and this is Ruus'alor Raicheal Bralor."
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