Geralt Klassen
Blackguard Imperium
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Post by Geralt Klassen on Aug 15, 2021 9:50:32 GMT -8
Just like that, the orders had been given. One minute, they had been securing the Dark Diamond Palace on Iridonia, as the Empress had commanded, now they were in orbit on one of the Imperium's most powerful warships, assaulting the watery world of Kamino with the Sith'ari himself. Life as a Sith Knight was never dull, Geralt reminded himself. As the Sith'ari laid out the plan of attack, he disappeared into one of the shuttles. This left Geralt and his team to assemble and climb onto another shuttle as it was readying to depart. From beneath his shiny black helm, he spoke to his team.
If it moves, kill it. The Magister made the mistake of defying the Sith'ari. Now he will pay the ultimate price.
The rest nodded in agreement. Now it was time to show the Sith'ari exactly what the Sith Knights were capable of. They would accomplish their goals efficiently and effectively. And the enemy would certainly feel their presence. The shuttle they were one rose up, the hatch sealing. Moments later, they were clear of the ship and making their way down to the rainy surface of Kamino...
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Viox Savage
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Post by Viox Savage on Nov 10, 2021 20:27:24 GMT -8
Kamino Low Orbit - Imperium Oppressor-Class Star Cruiser: HarbingerHolding position in low orbit of Kamino, the Oppressor-Class Star Cruiser Harbinger, sat poised to take out the turbolaser cannon located in Tipoca City. Originally built and installed by the Blackguard to defend the world from external threats, it had been authorized for destruction. Vice Admiral Desolas Vincent stood on the bridge as the ship targeted the ground emplacement that had already taken several shots at the Harbinger itself. Thankfully the redundant shield generator had taken the majority of the impacts, preventing any serious damage, though it was now burned out and in need of replacement. Not that it mattered. Several ground teams had launched and attack on the cannon itself and delayed it from firing skyward any more."Vice Admiral! Ground teams are at minimum safe distance. We are clear to engage on your command."With a grin, the Vice Admiral clasped his hands behind his back and nodded."Proceed."The Officer nodded and replied with a crisp "Yessir" then issued the order to fire. Over a dozen of the underbelly dual turbolaser cannons loosed a three round burst, aimed directly at the planetside cannon. The green lances of energy rained down on the city, leveling the turbolaser cannon and several city blocks around it."Direct hit, sir. Confirmed target kill."Smirking at the results, the Vice Admiral issued his orders."Excellent. Recall all ground forces and starfighters. Once the Sith'ari gives the word, we are leaving this system."The tactical officer nodded again in acknowledgment."Aye sir. Issuing the recall order now."The rebellion on Kamino had indeed put up a good fight, though it wasn't enough. As Vincent was about to return to his command chair, the bridge holoprojector sprang to life. It was the Sith'ari, mercilessly beating the life out of Magister Varick Thedas. The bridge had fallen eerily silent as the live broadcast came through. Taking the opportunity to exploit the fear the Sith'ari created, Vincent addressed the bridge crew."And this is exactly why you all know your place. The Sith'ari does not tolerate treason! Whatever rumors you may have heard about his health, they have just been quelled. I hear any more insolent whisperings, doubting the Sith'ari on my ship and I will personally see to your execution at the hands of the Sith Knights. Now, back to work, you all have jobs to do!"The moment after the Vice Admiral finished speaking, the bridge bustled to life once more, carrying out his orders. Pleased with being able to make his point, the Vice Admiral strode over to his command chair and seated himself, ready to carry out any further orders that would come down from the Sith'ari.
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Viox Savage
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Post by Viox Savage on Dec 2, 2021 13:41:23 GMT -8
Defenses smashed, both in orbit and on the planet below, the Blackguard Imperium had finished regrouping and evacuating its forces. Once more on the bridge of the Sith Hollow-Class Eclipse Dreadnought, Dark Ascension, the Zabrak Sith'ari observed the last of the fighters race over the prow of the vessel and arc around to the hangar bays. Operation: FRACTURE had been successful thus far. Aden Vykus was in custody and on his way back to Mustafar. Varick Thedas was dead and Asondra Vallen's time was running out. Soon everything would be coming together as he had planned. Once the Imperium was reshaped, it was time to focus on those that had wronged him. Malvus and his Resurgent Sith Conclave and his son, Vallius Savage were next on his list. Crushing the life out of both the Conclave as well as his traitorous son would be part of the final act as his reign of Sith'ari of the Blackguard. While transferring his essence into a cloned body had prolonged his death, even now, the signs of dark corruption were starting to become visible. Normally a vibrant red and purest black, the tattoos that covered his body had begun to fade. The cloned body was being consumed from the inside out. Incapable of containing his power, it would only be a matter of time before this body was frail and decrepit. And while he had a contingency for that, with several more cloned bodies, scattered throughout the Imperium's territories, it was only a delaying action. Znalost had suggested several temporary fixes as well, but again, it was only temporary. Nothing was permanent, unless he gave up the power had had attained. And even that wasn't guaranteed to solve his problem. For now, however, he would continue to carry out his plans. There was still much that needed to be done.*
*Lost in his own thoughts, Fleet Admiral Kilran had his orders. The Dark Ascension, with both the Harbinger and Sovereign in tow, cleared Kamino's naturally formed gravity well and accelerated to hyperspace, leaving Kamino to its own devices. While Kamino had been incredibly valuable in terms of growing the Imperium's armies, it was no longer required. The amount of cloners and scientists that had worked here were now scattered throughout the Imperium's territory. Smaller scale cloning operations could take place elsewhere to keep the Imperium's armies at full strength. Kamino itself, however, was no longer required by the Imperium. Which is why it was being abandoned. Soon, the Imperium ships would be back over Mustafar...
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Darth Xitan
The Sith Eternal
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Post by Darth Xitan on Jul 23, 2022 13:41:09 GMT -8
From the depths of hyperspace, the Xyston-class Star Destroyer, Firebrand, exited into the orbit over Kamino. With their successful jump, the main phase of their diplomatic mission could begin. During their travel, Xitan meditated within his chambers, drawing upon the Dark Side to listen to it speak to him... there was a new voice there, a male's voice, that spoke with fierce rage and unbridled anger. Yet, before the presence could identify itself, Xitan was keyed by his captain about their arrival. Strange, thought the acolyte as he rose, the presence... it felt so familiar.
Coming to the bridge, the Sith would gaze out at the stormy world of Kamino, once the pride of the Old Republic during the height of the Clone Wars. Clones had fallen immensely out of favor, save for those who truly desired their usage. Even the First Order, who had cloning facilities, conscripted heavily from its many worlds and loyal systems. The acolyte had heard that its former owners, the Blackguard Reborn, utilized clones though. At the hiss of a door, he turned slightly to see Azrea Thrune join them.
Are you ready to disembark, Commander Thrune?
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Azrea Thrune
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Post by Azrea Thrune on Jul 23, 2022 16:50:29 GMT -8
Taking only a brief glance at Kamino, she didn't even nod as she silently followed after Xitan. "Let us be done with it", she solely stated, knowing that this would certainly be once again one of the more uncomfortable missions for her. Her hatred for aliens had already been hard to surpress during the active days of the Diarchy. Again it seemed as if fate made a cruel joke by once more sending her towards something, she certainly despised. The only satisfaction she could draw from this was solely, that the Kaminoans at least knew what they did. A Hutt could give coin but hide his true intentions, while the Kaminoans would grant them entire armies. Even when they were trying to hide something from them, they would hand over to the Sith Eternal the very weapons that would mark the reunification of the Galactic Empire... and thus the rise of an old order under a new banner.
The time had come to see it done.
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Dragus
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Post by Dragus on Mar 22, 2023 18:09:14 GMT -8
Where one moment there was nothing but a vacant stretch of star speckled black, the next the vacuum shrieked a cold scream as writhing etheric tendrils ripped a hole in reality, tearing open a gash through a warped version of the extra-dimensional realm of hyperspace. Carving its way into real-space was a monstrous wedge crusted in a living tapestry of space barnacles. These silicon based crustaceans covered the entire surface of the dreadnought from prow to stern, adhering even to the swiveling barrels of its unnecessarily excessive thirty quad heavy turbolaser batteries, that immediately began tracking the movement of any vessel or orbital installation in the vicinity around its approach from the nearby hyper-lane to the planet of Kamino. Flocks of mynocks flapped leathery wings in the airless vacuum, riding the solar winds as they kept pace with the slow lumbering dreadnought, propelled by five massive engine cones that bled radioactive particulate into the void. The Terentatek, as it was known amongst the Albion Sector Fleet, was a beast of a ship. Originally a Tagge Battlecruiser, this monstrosity of metal and alchemy barely resembled the standard template design. It appeared more living organism than mechanical marvel, a void predator that offended the very senses as its foul aura sickened the fey, bleeding a song of suffering into the Force that would plague the mind of those with a strong enough connection with dark visions of torture and the most unfathomable depravity.
Within the twisted corridors of this malign, possibly sentient mechanical entity, all manner of atrocities were committed and every sort of vice was deeply encouraged. This fever dream of dark emotional indulgence offended all rational sensibilities, it was a wound in the Force that almost matched the phantom agony of the Covenant of Blood. Where the Covenant was an artful expression of a sadists sick fantasy, the Terentatek was a soul hungry creature with armoured scales and gnashing fangs stained with blood.
A rime of frosted ichor shattered and finely misted the void as the two large hangar doors on the battlecruiser's belly split apart to reveal the flaring red klaxon lights of the warship's interior. Screaming out of the dread vessel's guts was a swarm of mechanical locusts, Talon-class Starfighters, fifty in all by the time the last had cleared the fanged maw of the Terentatek's belly. A single cybernetically enhanced space-rat occupied the cockpit of each interceptor, with a steady chemical mix of mind altering drugs that drove each surgically augmented ranat to new levels of frenzy. Oily black foam and battery acid from failed prosthetics drizzled from either side of their gnarled snouts. The starfighters flew in a circular funnel that formed a cone around the prow of the bestial battlecruiser. It plowed through empty vacuum all the way up to the edge of Kamino's atmosphere, where finally the fiery cobalt blue glow of its engine cones ran cold, weeping toxic steam as it orbited the planet.
Carpeted clam flesh tore as the Terentatek's five twin long range ion cannon batteries began to rotate towards the surface. Two Warlock Enginseers in lead insulated rubber suits operated the targeting controls, locking on to one of Tipico City's sister settlements. Ionized particulate crackled as the barrels glowed hot, charging for a volley. They held their fire...for now.
Carried across the hangar ceiling on a conveyor system designed to move starfighters and heavy equipment, thirteen forge blackened drop pods of questionable material were lifted over the yawning opening at the centre of the bay, then impolitely dropped towards the planet below. These Sith iron mechanical caskets were large enough to carry an AT-ST, though judging by the way their hulls shuddered and shook from interior impacts, they likely contained something far more bestial in nature. The last of the drop-pods was the largest, its dark metallic surface inscribed with Pzobian black-speech, a precursor language to ancient Sith if the rumours were to be believed. Those runes radiated a malefic red haze as the spherical shape plunged into the atmosphere, hurtling like a meteorite as its exterior shell went from glowing orange to blistering white, bleeding a tail of fire behind it that choked the sky with toxic ash.
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Dragus
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Post by Dragus on Apr 14, 2023 11:17:37 GMT -8
Location: Kamino System | Kamino's Orbit | Tagge Battlecruiser 'Terentatek' After turning its absolutely devastating arsenal of turbolaser weapons on a remote satellite city located near the planet's northern pole, the deadly dreadnoughts massive engine cones began to glow blue, roaring into the void as they vented radioactive particulate. Mynocks nesting comforting on the space barnacle covered hull began to take to the void as the fleshy outer surface of the battlecruiser vibrated with movement, slowly lumbering out of Kamino's naturally formed gravity well. Vermin Lord Skeer Grimspine and his host of Wraith-Rats returned to the damned vessel from the secretive underwater SE blacksite know as Hydra Station. They brought with them a small force of the new warbeasts created through a combination of the Dark Apothecaries alchemy, ranat flesh-sculpting, and kaminoan cloning technology. The resulting Voreclaw were dark chitinous nightmares given physical form, completely subservient to the dark Will of the Eye. The crustaceous monsters now clattered through the maze of corridors within the darkside addled warship, replacing the thick plated darktroopers that previously walked the deck.The vermintide was in the process of phasing out the last of its humanoid troops, replacing trained soldiers with genetically programmed beasts and mutant spawn, birthed in facilities like the one below or in the dark underverse of Dragusblight. There the ranat clans toiled in the cortosis poisoned soil, creating monsters in bubbling vats of nutrient fluid and mutagenic elixir.Pleased with the new troops, Skeer seated himself on the bridge in an obsidian command throne similar to the one on the Covenant of Blood, crafted from blackstone quarried in the Deep Woods of Pzob, etched with ancient celestial hieroglyphics and the darkest of sorcerous wards. The towering brute of a ranat tossed his manflesh cape over the back of the seat, gripping the arm rests with built in controls on either side with powerful hooked claws. His fellsword Goredrinker shrieked in its scabbard on the rodent's hip, bleeding caustic black smoke from the base of the hilt. Around him, the shadowy incorporeal verminous phantoms known as Wraith-Rats concealed themselves in the dark corners of the room, shunning what little light was projected by tallow candles of congealed human fat spread around the bridge at random intervals, eliciting acrid wisps of greasy smoke that tickled the nose and caused verminous snouts to salivate, revealing gleaming yellow fangs."Activate the Dark-Choir." Snarled Skeer, lashing the deck with his long whip like tail that ended in a poison barb. Tinker-rats labouring in the bridge trenches sent word to the Warlock Enginseers working on the device that ran the length of the battlecruiser. Slave-meat bound inside Sith-iron coffins began to shriek in a symphony of the sweetest suffering as their minds were flayed and their nervous system subjected to increasing intervals on unrelenting pain. The psychic resonance of that wail of utter despair ripped open a wound in the Force, afflicting even the harsh vacuum of space around the bestial battlecruiser. The parasites clinging to the surface of its hull underwent change, mutating and evolving into something foul and predatory.Ahead of the spear shaped prow, a hole in space time was torn asunder as the Terentatek clawed its way into the unreality of hyperspace, rapidly accelerated to lightspeed. The turbulent tides of the wormhole dimension were affected by the Dark Choir, warping from their usual swirling bands of blue to sinister red with crackling discharges of arcane lightning. As the choir roared to a climax, the cannons pitting its silicon flesh carpeted surface began to open fire, clearing a path in the tunnel through reality as it streaked from the system in search of new prey.They already had a new mission. At the behest of the Supreme One, his most capable servant the Dark Apothecary was to create for the Sith Eternal a titanic creature out of Sith lore, a great wyrm of the deep oceans. A sea leviathan, cursed with the same soul starved affliction as the Famine Lord, an insatiable desire to feed off the life force of living beings. But something could not be created from nothing. He-Who-Hungers possessed the facilities, he knew the potions and science required to bring about the birth of such a monster, but what he lacked was a power source. A crystal more specifically, one containing a considerable amount of ethereal energy, or failing that one imbued with a collection of stolen souls. In their dreams they had heard the Great Devourer's whispers, the Hungering One could sense one such precious stone somewhere in the galaxy, though its exact location was hidden from him. Until such a time as it was recovered, Vermin Lord Skeer Grimspine of Clan Skrittlespike would be responsible for the creation of a new stone, a dark crystal if you would.Kamino was quiet following the Terentatek's departure. All signs of whatever the SE was doing on the surface were carefully concealed beneath the briny depths of the planet's surface swallowing ocean.
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Dragus
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Post by Dragus on Apr 21, 2023 7:45:40 GMT -8
Tearing open a hole in the fabric of space-time, the monstrous metal amalgamation of Sith sorcery and dark science known as the Haemonculus Occulori, broke free of the extra-dimensional realm of hyperspace as it slid into the system. With a hull scoured black by flame and carbon scoring, pitted with long rusted spikes plasma welded to the hull, and a core ship whose entire surface had been stripped and replaced by meltmassif ore, the former Lucrehulk-class battleship looked like a malevolent eye in space, glaring sinisterly at the planet of Kamino with its glowing red pupil.Inside, the devolved denizens of the Dark Apothecary's mobile mutant monster maker scurried in loose packs from the path of a sorcerous procession of alchemists and nefarious scions of science. There were verminous flesh sculptors from the deranged bowels of Dragusblight, zealous Dark Missionaries imbued with the sacred light of the Eye, the spectral-like former Far Squeakers known as Wraith-Rats in tattered shadowsilk rags, lead-lined rubber suited warlock enginseers, hannite beast tamers, tribal shamans with bird bone charms and rattling staffs from a variety of worlds and cultures, to name but a few. Spewed forth from all the dark spaces aboard the ring carrier, these demonically inspired ghouls and partially manifested apparitions marched in disordered ranks into the heart of the Sith Eternal (SE) vessel.Once the last of the required participants for the Sea Leviathan's birth had crossed the threshold from the ring carrier to the core ship, the Occulori detached from the carrier and dropped towards the planet below, using repulsor suspensors and a ventral ion-thruster to control its downwards plunge towards the northern hemisphere of the planet.
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Dragus
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Post by Dragus on May 6, 2023 3:32:01 GMT -8
Streaking up through the atmosphere, the Occulori returned from its mission on the planet's surface, breaking the stratosphere and eventually reaching space. The ruby red core ship maneuvered back towards its ring carrier, carefully reattaching to form the complete and far more powerful Haemonculus Occulori. Once both sections were reconnected, the Lucrehulk-class Battleship jumped to hyperspace on a heading for Utapau.
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Dragus
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Post by Dragus on May 7, 2023 9:46:45 GMT -8
Exiting the main galaxy as they traversed an adjacent hyperlane leading to the Companion Aurek satellite galaxy, more commonly referred to as the Rishi Maze, two Vindicator-class heavy cruisers transitioned from lightspeed as they entered the Kamino system. Dedicated transponders broadcast their identification loud and proud across the void, revealing their names as the Necromancer and Prophet, still trailing dust from the Cloak of the Sith where their journey first started. The hangar of either warship was like a bats cave, with squadrons of TIE variants stored of mechanical racks that carried them across the hangar ceiling towards the opening below, releasing them out into the void where their twin ion engines formed a chorus of signature thrusting shrieks. Each cruiser unleashed two squadrons to patrol the system as the warships took up a synchronous orbit above Tipoca City.
Despite the recent successful creation of the sea leviathan at the Sith Eternal's black site below the watery surface of the planet's northern pole, the cultish forces of darkness under the direct command of the Famine Lord were not yet done with the storm wracked world of Kamino. Hydra Station on the surface was currently the SE's main source of mutant voreclaw, which were being bred in the secret underwater cloning facility at a record rate, serving the small expanding empire of evil as front line bestial troops that inspired fear in those foolish enough to stand against them. More than that, the Dark Apothecary had recently become quite interested in the Kaminoan's sophisticated cloning technology. After all, Dragus himself was the result of advanced cloning, even if he was more aberration than expected product. There was potential there, definitely something to be exploited.
Black hulled omicron-class attack shuttles streaked towards the surface, heading on a course towards Tipoca City. One set of shuttles contained the mutant chapter of the Undying Shadow Warriors, mutant taung created using ancient DNA recovered from a tomb on the moon of Roon, where they were said to have lived many countless aeons ago. In the evil veiled blackstone fortress of Fort Ewok located on the ill fabled isle of Draggle Rock, the mad alchemist applied his genius to altering the taung genetic structure to create something truly sinister. The end result was a monstrous muscular slab of thick skin and dense bone, strong enough to strangle a wookiee and equipped with a plethora of unique weaponry. Masks of snarling Sith iron hid their hideously deformed faces behind gunmetal grey and two dark visor slits. They towered in the back compartment, their dreadlocked heads nearly touching the shuttles ceiling.
The second set of shuttles carried the Star Marauders chapter. These were dark hearted twi'leks that had willingly drank the Dark Apothecary's mutagenic elixir, resulting in their bodies transforming inside and out. Each one of these mutant degenerates head tails ended in poison stingers, while ichor weeping thorns of bone protruded from their pale grey flesh. Most were wearing shadow silk desert wrappings, covering their piranha mouthed faces behind dark veils, only allowing their blood red eyes to be seen. Risen black veins of corruption formed spiderwebs across any exposed flesh. Each was armed with a fat blade vibro-scimitar coated in poison. They stood shoulder to shoulder in silence as the omicron shuttles entered the turbulent atmosphere and descended upon the city, accompanied by a squadron of screaming TIE Defenders each.
Crimson lances stretched from the Necromancer and Prophet's light quad turbolaser cannons towards the surface of the planet as the two warships took aim at Timira City, harassing the settlement from orbit with coherent bolts of destructive energy. No warning or explanation was given, nor were any hails on the communications array responded to. They had come simply to visit misery on the people of Kamino, further ensuring their compliance, while breaking their collective spirit.
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Dragus
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Post by Dragus on Jun 18, 2023 9:16:47 GMT -8
Emerging from the swirling tides of hyperspace as it shattered the dimensional barrier like a lightspeed battering ram, the Star Pyramid known as the Hymn of Ragnos emerged from the Rishi Maze into the Kamino System, dragging behind it two massive Sith iron chains forged in the heart of a dying star. Each one of these incredible lengths of sinister metal links was magnetically clamped to a Golan III Space Defense Novagun pulled behind it by the mobile black obelisk's slow and steady crawl across the star speckled tapestry of space.
The first of the two NovaGuns was called Kamoradon Station, named after one of the local sea dragons that lived in the great oceans that covered the entire planetary surface. This was stationed in synchronous orbit over Tipoca City, the planet's capital, where the Sith Eternal would be station a force of recently manufactured battle droids rolled off the assembly line of the Dark Forge on Hypori. Transports ferrying Trident-class assault ships, aqua droids, and Manta-droid subfighters descended towards the surface.
As for the second NovaGun, it was named Carcharodon Station, after the fabled beast from local legend. This was dragged into place over the northern pole, not directly over but close to the Sith Eternal blacksite of Hydra Station concealed beneath the surface of the sea. Once both defense platforms were properly positioned, the magnetized clamps disengaged and the Hymn of Ragnos began retracting the chains into two massive spools contained within its hangar bays. With its mission complete, the Star Pyramid reentered the corridors of hyperspace, returning to the main galaxy via the maze.
Each orbital facility was stationed with a force of three hundred commando level troops comprised of mutant Voreclaw, Sith Elite Warbots, and Space Troopers. The Necromancer took up an in-system position near Kamoradon Station, while the Prophet did the same with Carcharodon Station.
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Dragus
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Post by Dragus on Sept 12, 2023 20:27:56 GMT -8
"Orders received." Replied a kneeling captain, his perfectly quaffed head of brown hair bowed before the luminous blue holographic projection of the Famine Lord, before the apparition of light vanished in a blink. He rose, smoothing the dark grey lapels of his officer's uniform. Like every member of the crew aboard the Vindicator-class heavy cruiser 'Necromancer', the captain was a Nu-Jake, a genetically engineered clone produced on Kamino. Though his physical appearance shared much in common with a baseline human, every cell in his body had been expertly gene-crafted by the Dark Apothecary's biomancy, producing a being superior in every way. A cold emotionless face turned its neatly trimmed bearded chin towards a pair of NJ1s manning the navigation station. "Take us out."
There was hunting to be done. Breaking from orbit, the heavy cruiser departed the satellite galaxy, ramping up to lightspeed as it made its way past Rishi.
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Dragus
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Post by Dragus on Oct 1, 2023 7:56:10 GMT -8
Due to be decommissioned at the Nullus Beacon shrouded deep in the celestial body known as the Cloak of the Sith, the Prophet departed the satellite galaxy containing Kamino via the pathway between Rishi and the Maze sharing its name, streaking across the star speckled tapestry of space before disappearing in a bright flash of light. Replacing the heavy cruiser was Battlegroup Locust of the Greater Roon Remnant 2nd Fleet, more commonly referred to as the Rishi Irregular Fleet, which took up position in orbit around the watery world of Kamino. Crewed almost entirely by Nu-Jakes, the planet was now protected by the same cloned soldiers it produced, coming full circle beneath the banner of the Sith Eternal Empire.
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Post by Briget Nommad on Feb 17, 2024 22:48:46 GMT -8
The NoSuch Luck entered orbit from the surface and ripped across space. Sitting and relaxing the woman allowed her trusted crew to take the lead. And so they did the ship went ripping along, crossing Kamino orbit at a suicidal speed. And just like that the aptly named No Such Luck made the jump to hyperspace
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