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Post by Silverhand on Mar 2, 2019 12:02:06 GMT -8
Emerging from hyperspace, a small fleet of Ssi-Ruuk warships emerged near the shattered planet of Anoth. While the planet really held no particular value to the Imperium, it was a valuable staging area, given its location and relative obscurity. The Lwhekk-Class Manufacturing Ship broke off from the main group, under escort of the twenty Fw'Sen-Class Picket Ships for protection while the Lwhekk, identified as the Resolute began to set up a staging area to mine what few resources remained in the area. Initiating regular patrols along the perimeter of the staging area, the rest of the Imperium vessels began patrolling to ensure security.
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Post by Silverhand on Mar 4, 2019 9:08:41 GMT -8
Still content to remain off the galactic radar, the Ssi-Ruuvi ships continued to mind their own business and harvest resources from the debris floating around the shattered world, preparing for something much larger down the road. Provided they stuck to patrolling the area and mining resources, and didn't stick their noses out much past the asteroid field around Anoth, the electrical discharges from the planet's larger segments would keep them hidden from anyone poking around.
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Post by Silverhand on Mar 22, 2019 16:31:18 GMT -8
Mining and collection of resources continue, while the Ssi-Ruuvi ships continue to keep patrols through the debris field, ever vigilant for possible interlopers that could potentially discover the Imperium's presence.
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Post by Silverhand on Apr 3, 2019 16:55:36 GMT -8
Content to sit in system and mine for resources, the need to explore also became prevalent. Gathering up two of the Wurrif-Class Light Cruisers, the two ships cleared the debris field of Anoth and jumped to hyperspace to recon a neighboring system and gather intel.
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Furos Dreeat
The Organization
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Post by Furos Dreeat on Oct 18, 2019 18:10:57 GMT -8
Operation: ROVER
Location: Anoth. OSV Black Widow
Having meditated for the duration of the hyperspace journey to Anoth, Furos Dreeat, codenamed Shadow within the Organization, stood on the bridge of the sleek SR-2 frigate hands clasped behind his back. Reports came in quickly.
"Stealth Systems active. Beginning sensor sweep. Target fleet located. Orders?"
Inclining his head in acknowledgement, Furos spoke, his gravelly voice carrying for all to hear.
"Locate the command ship and scan for weaknesses. Find an entry point."
The handful of ships gathered here were occupied with collecting resources. And while they were patrolling and keeping an eye out for anything out of the ordinary, they weren't expecting a stealth ship to slip under their defenses and their patrol patterns were flawed. Exploiting the patrol weakness would grant the Black Widow more maneuverability once inside the fleet perimeter. And the stealth systems would allow them to approach close enough to allow Dreeat to board the enemy ship. And he was prepared to do what he needed to, to collect his target...
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Post by Silverhand on Oct 27, 2019 16:03:42 GMT -8
At the center of the fleet, was a Shree-Class Battle Cruiser, the head of the Ssi Ruuvi fleet taking part of the operations over Anoth. So far, the incoming Organization vessel had not been detected, as the Ssi-Ruu fleet wasn't actively looking for cloaked enemies. Getting to where Fresskrorr was stationed, on the leading ship, however, was another matter entirely.
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Post by Furos Dreeat on Nov 10, 2019 21:25:13 GMT -8
Operation: ROVER
Location: Anoth. OSV Black Widow
The brief flight over to the vessel that had been identified as a Shree-Class Battle Cruiser, the command ship of the current fleet stationed over Anoth, was uneventful. Dressed in a skin-tight Armorweave body glove, equipped with the Organization's M-5 Phalanx blaster pistol, a set of perfectly balanced throwing knives and his Force Abilities, the Drell stood at the airlock as the ship magnetically clamped itself to the larger vessel's outer hull. As the light winked green, the Drell was on the move. With the intelligence agents on board the ship guiding him, he was able to avoid a lot of confrontations with the ship's crew. Moving swiftly and silently down a corridor, the bud in his ear crackled, alerting him to an approaching enemy. Breaking out into a sprint down the hall to close the gap, as the large creature rounded the corner, it was suddenly clutching its throat as a blade was now protruding from its fleshy neck. With only a few hushed chirps and whistles, the Ssi-Ruu was felled. Leaping up and over a stack of crates, the Drell continued on, following the directions from the ship, inching ever closer to his target...
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Post by Silverhand on Mar 22, 2020 12:34:07 GMT -8
Operation: ROVERLocation: Anoth. OSV Black WidowThe brief flight over to the vessel that had been identified as a Shree-Class Battle Cruiser, the command ship of the current fleet stationed over Anoth, was uneventful. Dressed in a skin-tight Armorweave body glove, equipped with the Organization's M-5 Phalanx blaster pistol, a set of perfectly balanced throwing knives and his Force Abilities, the Drell stood at the airlock as the ship magnetically clamped itself to the larger vessel's outer hull. As the light winked green, the Drell was on the move. With the intelligence agents on board the ship guiding him, he was able to avoid a lot of confrontations with the ship's crew. Moving swiftly and silently down a corridor, the bud in his ear crackled, alerting him to an approaching enemy. Breaking out into a sprint down the hall to close the gap, as the large creature rounded the corner, it was suddenly clutching its throat as a blade was now protruding from its fleshy neck. With only a few hushed chirps and whistles, the Ssi-Ruu was felled. Leaping up and over a stack of crates, the Drell continued on, following the directions from the ship, inching ever closer to his target... |
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Post by Furos Dreeat on Apr 18, 2020 20:14:05 GMT -8
Operation: ROVERLocation: Anoth, Shree-Class Battle CruiserDeep in the bowels of the enemy vessel, Furos had located a clear path to the bridge. The ducting for the ship's O2 scrubbers. Getting in was the easy part. Escaping with his target was another matter entirely. And he had a feeling he'd have to improvise. Once he took the bridge, however, Admiral Weyland would come in and secure the rest of the fleet, hopefully with little loss to The Organization. As a group of red-skinned Ssi-Ruu wandered past below, he took that opportunity to make his move. Removing the grate, the Drell skillfully lowered himself to the ground without a sound. Slipping through the door as it hissed shut, he sprinted towards the center of the bridge, Force-pushed two stunned Ssi-Ruu out of the way, drew his blade, vaulted over the massive creature, landing on its back. With a swift jab to the ribs, and a quick motion of his arm, he had his arm around its neck and held it at the captain's throat. Almost immediately, all weapons were trained on him."Tell your men to stand down, I do not wish to spill more blood than necessary...for the lives of you and your crew, do as I say."As soon as he finished speaking, the translator on his belt began to chirp and whistle in the Ssi-Ruu dialect, repeating what he had just said in short order. With a lot of confused looks, slowly weapons were being lowered as the captain gave his orders. While that was much better, Furos knew he wasn't in the clear just yet."Cooperation is preferable to death, no? My employer requires knowledge on what you refer to as 'entechment'...as of right now, this entire fleet will be under the jurisdiction of The Organization...cooperate and you will all survive...refuse...and blood will be shed..."As the translator went to translating, he already knew how this was going to play out, by how the looks that were circulating...
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Post by Silverhand on May 23, 2020 15:57:25 GMT -8
Operation: ROVERLocation: Anoth, Shree-Class Battle CruiserDeep in the bowels of the enemy vessel, Furos had located a clear path to the bridge. The ducting for the ship's O2 scrubbers. Getting in was the easy part. Escaping with his target was another matter entirely. And he had a feeling he'd have to improvise. Once he took the bridge, however, Admiral Weyland would come in and secure the rest of the fleet, hopefully with little loss to The Organization. As a group of red-skinned Ssi-Ruu wandered past below, he took that opportunity to make his move. Removing the grate, the Drell skillfully lowered himself to the ground without a sound. Slipping through the door as it hissed shut, he sprinted towards the center of the bridge, Force-pushed two stunned Ssi-Ruu out of the way, drew his blade, vaulted over the massive creature, landing on its back. With a swift jab to the ribs, and a quick motion of his arm, he had his arm around its neck and held it at the captain's throat. Almost immediately, all weapons were trained on him."Tell your men to stand down, I do not wish to spill more blood than necessary...for the lives of you and your crew, do as I say."As soon as he finished speaking, the translator on his belt began to chirp and whistle in the Ssi-Ruu dialect, repeating what he had just said in short order. With a lot of confused looks, slowly weapons were being lowered as the captain gave his orders. While that was much better, Furos knew he wasn't in the clear just yet."Cooperation is preferable to death, no? My employer requires knowledge on what you refer to as 'entechment'...as of right now, this entire fleet will be under the jurisdiction of The Organization...cooperate and you will all survive...refuse...and blood will be shed..."As the translator went to translating, he already knew how this was going to play out, by how the looks that were circulating... |
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Post by Darth Herboren on Feb 4, 2022 13:21:39 GMT -8
Anoth's Orbit - Eye of Millennial
The Eye of Millennial exited hyperspace near the ravaged world of Anoth. Destroyed by some sort of cataclysm several millennia ago, the three biggest portions of the world remained in close proximity of each other. Two of the three pieces were completely uninhabitable, lacking an atmosphere and generating harsh electrical storms as they connected. The third portion, however, was able to retain some sort of atmosphere, though not enough to support life. And on that third piece of Anoth, was Anoth Base. Formerly a New Republic holdout and private retreat to the children of Han and Leia Organa Solo, the base had since been abandoned. As luck would have it, Millennial stumbled upon this base after his meeting with Malvus on Korriban. Because the base was still functional, it served as the perfect place for Millennial to hide and bide his time. While there wasn't much of his fleet left, after the Blackguard's assault of the Sith Worlds, he still retained two ships, his senior leadership and his apprentices. It was more than enough to accomplish what he needed to. Piloting the Meditation Sphere through the debris field, Millennial approached the main hangar bay to his new base of operations...
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Vaughan Emrys
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Post by Vaughan Emrys on Mar 10, 2023 0:52:50 GMT -8
Within Days of the Fall of the Corellian Coalition
The massive Gungnir-class Star Destroyer and a pair of MPO-1400 Star Cruiser's came crashing out of Hyperspace alongside a number of civilian transports above the dead world of Anoth. Arcs of Electricity sparked across the surfaces of the three massive vessels as their crews managed to bring them to an orbit around the shattered world. Medical teams were quickly rushing to and fro attending to their patients aboard the pair of Medical ships. Almost every bit of free space was occupied by those that had taken refuge aboard the ships in hopes of escaping the First Order. But as many stared out of the viewports and hangar shields upon the cracked planet, many couldn't help but wonder if perhaps they would have been better off taking their chances with the First Order
Vaughan had a good sense for how many of these refugees were feeling, for he too also felt doubt about his choices. He had hastily commandeered the Gungnir-class and had his House Commandos usher as many people aboard as could fit when the First Order appeared in the Corellia system. The pair of MPO-1400's had been planet side assisting with providing mobile health clinics for some of the Refugee cities that had been built by the Coalition. He had assured them all they needed to escape, something which had seemed much easier than it turned out to be.
The First Order had been a merciless foe and fired upon the ships as they tried to escape the system. So it was little wonder the trio of ships had come out worse for wear and sent them halfway across the Galaxy. Returning to Corellia would be a hard task until the ships could be repaired and their location pinpointed.
A holo-projection of the planet displayed on the console in front of him as the bridge crew rushed about running system checks and getting an accurate assessment of the damage. Vaughan based his arms upon the edge of the command table and leaned forward, his cloak wrapping around him as he did so. He needed to calm himself and gather his wits about him. Thousands of lives were now dependant upon him to get them to safety. He couldn't just let them die out here after they had followed him to what was meant to be safety.
As the moment of panic finally passed, Vaughan stood up and straightened his apparel. A few of the bridge officers noticed and started tapping their peers to attention. While he wasn't officially their Captain, none of the sub officers had enough experience or backing to take his place. So they had all conceded commanded to him. Another position he could add to his list of titles and recognitions Report! What's our situation looking like? And where have we ended up? A couple of the more executive officers approached the Table then Sensor scanners have been battered, but they indicate we have arrived out at Anoth. It experienced a cataclysm many years ago, but scans suggest a base exists on this piece of the planet along with a safe atmosphere. These two sections can;t support life... The Officer worked some controls and brought up some details before zooming into the view of the planet, with each area lighting up as the Officer had spoken. The view changed then back to the fleet, showing three ships and various warning markers as a second officer spoke Damage reports are coming in, it's pretty bad, but... It could have been much worse. A number of hull sections were breached and their interior areas have been quarantined off. Several fires broke out but were able to be brought under control and various electrical systems were damaged. Everything can be repaired, we just need some time and resources... Vaughan brought his right hand up to grasp his chin, nodding along as he noted the reports This base doesn't seem particularly large, but we might find useable resources... I'll lead a scouting party with my men. Scout out these five zones and assess their suitability as temporary camps. If the atmosphere can sustain life, then start offloading some off the refugees, none of these ships were built to support the number of people onboard. It should also help with the repair efforts... Any questions? None of the Officers spoke up, so he dismissed them off to their tasks and took his own men down to one of the Hangar Bays to take a transport down to the surface of Anoth to scout out the base
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Post by Vaughan Emrys on Mar 11, 2023 16:25:21 GMT -8
A few days later
One of the main Hangar Bays of the Gungnir-class had been cleared out to make space for the small stage and a number of representatives from the refugees to attend in person. Holocams meanwhile transmitted video to screens across the Gungnir and the pair of MPO-1400's and down to the surface of Anoth to the half dozen refugee camps. Vaughan approached the speaker podium and cleared his throat. His gaze passing out across everyone assembled in person, before focusing on the prompters as they displayed talking points and stats Greetings everyone. I just wanted to start out by introducing myself to anyone who does not know. My name is Lord Vaughan Emrys of Naboo. I am the one that lead this escape from the Corellia System. I say this not to seek glory or fame, but to ensure accountability. Many came willingly, while others had little choice but to follow due to their conditions. I did not intend for us to be so far flung, however I accept responsibility for this mistake... Thanks to the work of the Gungnir's technicians, we now know we have ended up in the Anoth System, in the farthest reaches of the Outer Rim... Repairs are underway to the ships to get them hyperspace worthy again. However, a number of U-Wings are available. Repairs are also underway on the Base upon Anoth where many patients have been moved. We have also managed to learn that the Coalition has fallen, Corellia managed to hold off the First Order and retain its independence... There were already whispers and murmurs going through the crowd about a number of different topics. Vaughan could already imagine what many of them were about, and he was going to pre-empt many of these questions Estimates put the repairs to be another couple weeks before the warships are ready to go. However, for those whom wish to leave, we now know where the closest civilised worlds are and can begin ferrying small groups to them. Whether that's to make passage back to the Corellia system or to make new lives elsewhere. For those choosing this, I will provide a small boon to be used for what ever purpose you choose... The chatter in the room seemed to magnify, something he suspected was happening everywhere the video was going. He held up his hand to draw the attention of everyone and quieten discussion There is, however, another proposal I would like to put forth... The Empire has stolen the homes of many people and enforced their oppressive rule upon many worlds under the guise of peace and security. But it is a bold faced lie. They seek only to expand their control and power. When I joined the Coalition, I did so to see an end to slavery, a practice the First Order still supports and turns a blind eye to. All people have a right to freedom and the ability to choose their own destiny. This fight is too important to let die with the Coalition... I implore those of you willing and able to fight, to stand with me! We can build a home of our own here and resist the reign of the First Order! We will build a Republic... A Republic of Haven from tyranny!
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Post by Vaughan Emrys on Mar 21, 2023 14:58:08 GMT -8
Days after the Cegul System Operation
Vaughan stood upon the bridge of the Gungnir-class Star Destroyer as it dropped out of hyperspace back into the Anoth System, bringing with it the Haven-class Medical Station on tow cables. To say it should have been a spectacular sight was an understatement. However, this occasion was a much more muted affair. The Gungnir towed the Medical Station into an orbit over Anoth's remaining habitable chunk and unleashed the tow cables before coming to a stop nearby. Transports started moving from the surface and the Medical Cruisers to the Haven-class. The former group was primarily repair crews who were tasked with patching up the damaged sectors and providing access to the entire Station once more, while the latter group were medical personnel tasked with scavenging any remaining supplies. Crews would further be deployed to assist with search and salvage efforts.
Vaughan would oversee it all as he took a shuttle to the Station and headed for the Command Centre where his team would set up and start work on repairs there and propagate them out. Soon they could start looking at branching out and conducting operations to help others and expand their ranks. The Gungnir repairs were almost completed, but they hardly had the armed force to operate it at full strength. Not yet anyway, but hopefully soon
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Post by Vaughan Emrys on Mar 28, 2023 19:15:39 GMT -8
The trip to Bespin had been a necessary supply run to gather food, medical supplies, and some materials for the ongoing repairs to the Gungnir and Haven itself. It had also served a dual purpose of scouting out a potential drop off point for any who wanted to leave and make their journey back home or settle down within a peaceful society
With their mission over, the U-Wings dropped out of Hyperspace not far from Anoth and continued information toward the Gungnir. Supplies were unloaded from the U-Wings and transported over to transports which moved them down to the surface or across to the MPO-1400's. Vaughan was quick to send out a call for the Council to gather in the Board Room on the Gungnir while an assistant ran through several reports for him. From complaints, to stock levels, to estimates on how much longer current efforts could continue, and progress updates on repair efforts. The good news was that this supply run had brought them some time, but without secure supply lines and farming efforts at full, they would be on borrowed time. Repair works on Haven were also making progress, with the main medical wing having been prioritised patients could now be safely transferred from the Medical Cruisers and onto the wards. This eased the pressure across the Cruisers and the temporary site in the Base ground side. But there was still a great deal of work to be done.
Surgery suites needed to be repaired and additional areas in the Medical Wing still required repairs. But once they were done, focus could move onto converting one wing of Haven to a Hangar Bay/Docking Area, another could be setup for residential living, and the final wing for a garrison onboard and training facilities. Long term goals, some of which would necessitate a growing population base. But for now, they had their focus on the important functions.
As he arrived to the Board Room, Vaughan came to a stop and collected his thoughts. He was about to deliver a promise of ally-ship with the New Rebel Alliance, and while he had advised Endor the answer was likely to be yes, part of him had doubts. He knew what his mission was and what he wanted to do. But none of these people had signed up for any of this before he secreted them away from Corellia and landed them here. Yes, they had agreed to the Republic, but allying with another group? Maybe it was just the nerves speaking. He needed to trust the others that they were in this fight. He turned toward his assistant Wish me luck... She gave a nod, before Vaughan stepped through the doors into the Meeting to deliver the proposal he brought with him
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Post by Vaughan Emrys on Aug 14, 2023 18:36:20 GMT -8
Whilst their vaunted leader was off assisting the New Rebel Alliance with their first mission, the people of the Republic were busy working away at repairs. The Medical Wing had seen repairs completed with patients getting better access to procedures that would help them heal and recover faster. The work crews thus turned their attention toward the residential wing of the station where people would take up living. The old medical equipment which hadn't already been salvaged was cleared out and sent for repurposing out for recycling where possible. Once the items which had made it a medical centre were gone, planners and architects could get to work designing living quarters to fit the spaces left over. Some were designed for families, others for single individuals, others were intended as share housing. As many possible living arrangements were included to make the most of the space they had
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