Harnan Ren
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Post by Harnan Ren on Dec 7, 2017 20:40:25 GMT -8
The Resurgence hung high in orbit above Muunilinst. The last of the transports dropping off the new additions to the First Legion, along with the regular supplies the massive ship needed to operate. Crew members were rushing back and forth, storing the supplies, prepping the new quarters, and getting the mighty Resurgent-class Star Destroyer ready for its next mission. One that Harnan had picked out personally. Certainly a rare occasion, since the Knight of Ren rarely ventured on missions that did not involve conquering some world for the First Order, or raiding a Jedi Temple.
Harnan strode on to the bridge, with the officers snapping to and saluting. He gave a nod of his head, before seating himself upon the command throne. The crew went back to their preparations, as Captain Arlan Lasek approached him. Harnan produced a small datachip and inserted it into a port upon the arm rest as Captain Lasek came to a stop. A holoprojection of the galaxy appeared in the air in front of the throneMy Lord, welcome back...Captain... We have some fresh blood aboard, and a new world to visit...Harnan motioned towards the map, causing a world to be highlighted, with the Map zooming in to the local regionAfter examining the data from the Ossus Raid, we are using this particular piece of information to verify the authenticity of what we have. It is supposed to be a remote world located on the far side of the galaxy on the edge of the Inner Rim and the Expansion Region...And that is the route there? Are we sure it's safe?Only one way to find out Captain. If it's not, the Resurgence can handle it...Very well sir, plotting the course now...Captain Lasek took his leave, as the holoprojection disappeared, it was then, that Harnan switched his comm over to that of Azria Delvardus. As a part of the new Stormtroopers joining the First Legion, the First Commissar was required to join the mission. It also worked in Harnan's favour, as it gave him a chance to play with her some moreWhen you have a chance, come to the bridge. We are about to get under way...
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Post by "Saren" (Terros Ren) on Dec 7, 2017 20:49:29 GMT -8
A lone Marauder-class Corvette, named the 'Sando', exited out of hyperspace. It immediately powered down its engines and lowered its shields to allow planetary defenses to assume it wasn't hostile, and it stopped a safe distance from any First Order orbiting ships.
Any Force users aboard the First Order ships could sense a powerful being on the bridge of the small Corvette. For a minute or two, the ship sat silently in orbit.
Before long, however, a transmission came over the planetary defenses comms, bearing a deep, cybernetically-enhanced voice:
::First Order ships, this is the Marauder-class Corvette 'Sando' looking for permission to land at the Imperial Capital. My name is Saren. I am a Jedi-hunter, and I seek an audience with the Supreme Commander. Tell him I have a proposition for him - one that will give the First Order an advantage over the Galactic Alliance.::
The ship waited for a response, its shields, engines and weapons completely powered down.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Dec 7, 2017 20:59:48 GMT -8
A response came from Muunilinst Planetary Security.
'Sando' you have been granted permission to land at Imperial Strategic Command and your request for an audience has been granted. Please adhere to all Imperial Laws and customs. You will escorted immediately upon landing and taken to the Supreme Commander's office.
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Post by "Saren" (Terros Ren) on Dec 7, 2017 21:28:32 GMT -8
After the Sando received permission to land, it wasted no time powering up its engines and heading towards the planet's surface, a course set for Imperial Strategic Command.
::Acknowledged. I am honored to be the Supreme Commander's guest.::
----On the Bridge of the Sando----
Captain Jarral Faust, the ship's highest ranking officer, stepped aboard the bridge as soon as it started heading toward the planet. The tall, blonde-haired, Imperial from Coruscant would find his master, the fallen Jedi he had come to know as 'Saren' standing at the bow of the bridge, looking out the nose window at the planet of Muunilinst ahead of them. He swiftly approached the menacing figure of Saren, then saluted him as he turned to face the Captain.
"My lord, I appreciate you agreeing to bring the ship to the surface. It will take some time for us to refuel and resupply the ship, but I promise you it will be time well spent."
Although Saren was an inch shorter than the Captain, his stature, his dark cloak and armorweave bodysuit, as well as the scars, the cybernetic eye and the jaw-guard covering the lower half of his face made Saren no less of an imposing figure. Captain Faust was grateful he had caught Saren in an agreeable mood. Still, Saren's low, cybernetic voice still gave him chills when he responded.
"I trust it will, Captain. I want this ship in peak condition and ready to make our first major move as assets of the First Order once my audience with the Supreme Commander is finished."
The Captain nodded in affirmation. "Yes, my lord. Uh...my lord?" Faust normally didn't waste Saren's time with needless questions, but he felt that Saren was in a calm enough disposition to allow it. "What...will we do if the Supreme Commander refuses your proposal?"
The Dark Jedi was calm with his response, but he shook his head, seemingly in disgust. "He would be a fool to refuse. You and I both know what Anneri is capable of - we've both seen his handiwork first-hand. The First Order is known to kill any Jedi it can on sight. I will not fail to persuade him. If, by chance, I should..."
Saren stopped long enough to look the Captain dead in the eye, and he added with a tone of warning...
"...I expect they will not let us leave here alive."
With that, Saren turned to exit the bridge, leaving a rather worried Captain Faust to ponder the chances of such a scenario happening.
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Post by Harlan Petrovsky [Retired] on Dec 10, 2017 14:07:24 GMT -8
The newly created Resurgent-Class Star Destroyer exited hyperspace above the Imperial homeworld. Standing on the bridge of the ship, Harlan was still marveling at the superiority of the vessel. He doubted very few vessel could withstand a direct assault from a ship of this size in open combat. He found it a very suiting gift for one who was about to be appointed the new High Admiral of the First Order. Seated in the raised command chair on the bridge, was the current High Admiral and Sith Lord, Viox Savage. He was seated cross-legged on the chair, eyes closed. Lost in thought or meditating, was Harlan's guess. Returning his focus to the central viewports, Harlan simply looked out at the ships and the stars, hands clasped firmly behind his back. It was awe-inspiring, at times, to veiw the starts like this. And to see the gathered strength of the First Order in one place. Even if the Galactic Alliance was able to defeat them, it would break them in every way possible. Though, with the war coming to a close, he doubted the Alliance would be able to continue on against the might of the First Order. Breaking his thoughts, he turned and looked up to the High Admiral once more.
"My Lord. Forgive the interruption. We have arrived at Muunilinst. Shall we proceed to the surface?"
Harlan knew that protcol dicated a hail to the Imperial Traffic Control. However, he also became aware of the fact that the Resurgent-Class Star Destroyers were a First Order only design. So showing up on the doorstep of the Imperial homeworld in a ship such as this was not going to raise alarms.
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Viox Savage
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Post by Viox Savage on Dec 10, 2017 14:21:56 GMT -8
As the massive Star Destroyer exited hyperspace above Muunilinst, High Admiral Savage was lost in meditation. The dark side swirled around him as he drifted among the currents of the Force. With the war ending between the Galactic Alliance and the First Order, things should have been settling down. But from what he sensed, things were still as unstable as ever. And then, just beyond the edge of his perceptions, he felt something. Dark and sinister. Ominously threatening. But he couldn't place it. As Harlan spoke to him, his yellow eyes snapped open. Nodding in agreement with Harlan's suggestion, he rose from the chair.
"Come, Admiral. It is time for us to meet with the Supreme Commander..."
Oh how he hated meeting with Nicademus. Even though he had proven to be a very capable leader, a sound tactician and an instrumental part of Savage's successful invasion of Iridonia, he still saw the man as being unfit to rule the First Order. A position such as that was reserved for only the most capable of Sith. And to further anger the Zabrak, he seemed to show favoritism to the Knights of Ren. Weak willed Jedi failures and broken, unworthy Sith. All of them. Pretenders of the Force. They neither embraced the light nor the dark completely. But the claimed to utilize the dark side to accomplish their goals. No, Savage hated the Knights of Ren and all they pretended to stand for. But since his appointment to High Admiral, and the revelation of the Knights of Ren to the First Order as a whole, none of them, save his own brother, had bothered to interact with him. Which was probably better for them. He had seen them in action and he was unimpressed. Their de facto leader, aside from their elusive 'Master', Soku Ren, was a Jedi failure. A reject from the Jedi and to weak-willed to wholly commit to the dark side. Heresy, in his eyes. With the wheels that were currently put into motion, the Knights of Ren would eventually become a footnote in the history of the First Order, and the galaxy as a whole. If all went according to plan, the Sith would rise again. And this time, all of those opposed to them would either submit or die...grinning to himself as he accompanied Harlan to the shuttle, he allowed these thoughts to continue, as it would make it easier to deal with Nicademus...
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Post by Harlan Petrovsky [Retired] on Dec 10, 2017 14:33:55 GMT -8
Falling into step with the High Admiral, Petrovsky walked with the Zabrak Sith towards the central lift that would take them to the hangar bay. The walk to the lift and the ride down to the hangar were done in silence, though Harlan had the distinct feeling that the Zabrak Sith next to him was lost in thought. Regardless, he walked alongside the Sith as the duo boarded a shuttle bound for the surface. Once both he and the Sith were seated, the shuttle lifted off, exiting the Resurgent's hangar bay. As the shuttle descended to the surface, where Imperial Strategic Command was located, Harlan thought of how the Supreme Commander would take the news of Lord Savage appointing his own replacement. Though not against any particular regulations, usually the Supreme Commander oversaw significant personnel changes. Either way, he highly doubted that Lord Savage would give any ground on the matter. It was clear the Zabrak had a plan. As to how he played into it, he couldn't fathom. And his appointment to High Admiral in Viox's stead made sense. He was a skilled tactician, he commanded the utmost respect and loyalty from his men, he was by the book when it came to regulations and protocol, and the current High Admiral had overseen his training as he was groomed to be his replacement. All points that the Supreme Commander really couldn't argue with. Regardless of his personal thoughts, he sat in silence as the shuttle made it's way to the surface.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2017 15:04:04 GMT -8
Above Muunilist, 2 Ardent-Class Fast Frigates and a Scythe Main Battlecruiser came out of hyperspace. Aboard the larger battlecruiser, a communications officer made contact with the Imperial Command Center in Harnadian.
Imperial Command, this is the Arrowhead requesting permission for the exalted leader of the Empire-in-Exile to speak with Supreme Commander Nicademus Delvardus IV.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Dec 28, 2017 16:18:20 GMT -8
Above Muunilist, 2 Ardent-Class Fast Frigates and a Scythe Main Battlecruiser came out of hyperspace. Aboard the larger battlecruiser, a communications officer made contact with the Imperial Command Center in Harnadian.Imperial Command, this is the Arrowhead requesting permission for the exalted leader of the Empire-in-Exile to speak with Supreme Commander Nicademus Delvardus IV. |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2017 16:35:57 GMT -8
Out of the main hangar of the Arrowhead came a Nune-Class Shuttle and 4 TIE Predators. They rapidly passed under the shadow of High Port, descending towards Harnadian.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2017 23:20:21 GMT -8
Landing aboard the Arrowhead, the trio of cruisers turned about and exited the gravity well of Muunilist before jumping into hyperspace.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 1, 2018 19:01:42 GMT -8
Above Muunilist came out of hyperspace the battered Ardent-Class Frigate known as the Temptress. Though it was not in the best shape after escaping from several Hapan Battle Dragons, going through an asteroid field, and a few near misses from Mon Cal luxury liners, it could certainly use some repairs. However, Now was not the time for that. Through the gray color on the ship was all but gone and the shields were at next to nothing, not to mention the seriously dented armor, she could not stay to watch over the ship. Instead, the Imperial Knight boarded a shuttle (which to had a fair share of dents and scratches from numerous escapes) and raced towards Harnadian. Weaving beneath the city of High Port, she transmitted the required clearance codes and headed towards Imperial Command.
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Garrick Needa
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Post by Garrick Needa on Jan 4, 2018 13:29:01 GMT -8
The small fleet came out of hyperspace above Muunilist. This was the supposed capital of the new Imperials. It certainly looked the part, with a sizable fleet protecting it along with two orbital defense platforms. An officer ran up to Admiral Needa and stopped at the regulation distance from him, before saluting and informing him of the fleet’s arrival on Muunilist. Turning away from the holoscreen he was analyzing, he nodded to the officer before entering the main bridge area. He saw the icy planet looming straight ahead. The sight that was not so nice, however, was the fleet and defense platforms that stood between the fleet and the planet. A communications officer informed him that a request had been made to see the New Emperor. Nodding his head, he went off to one of the side stations and stood waiting for a response along with his captain.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Jan 4, 2018 14:07:13 GMT -8
It didn't take long for a response to come from Planetary Security who approved the request by Admiral Needa for an audience with the Emperor, Nicademus Delvardus. At present, the Emperor was at High Port, reviewing a training session between two Special Force companies. Coordinates were given to Admiral Needa, stating that the Grand Marshal of the Imperial Army, Balthasar Delvardus, would meet him and his entourage at the designated hangar bay.
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Garrick Needa
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Post by Garrick Needa on Jan 4, 2018 14:18:11 GMT -8
Upon receiving this message, Admiral Needa, alongside several members of his staff and several Death Troopers strode across the polished floors of the Star Destroyer and boarded a Lambda-Class Shuttle. After a moment, the shuttle lifted smoothly off the hangar floor with a barely noticeable jolt before moving forward and dropping out of the lower hangar. Two TIE Interceptors followed suit, taking up a formation to protect the shuttle from any outside attacks, perhaps in a stealth raid. Unfolding it’s wings into the classic triangular shape, the ship made its way towards High Port, followed closely by the four TIEs.
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Post by Garrick Needa on Jan 5, 2018 20:02:16 GMT -8
The small fleet has already turned itself around by the time the shuttle and fighters were on their landing track. The shuttle landed in the hangar, followed by the TIE Interceptors. It’s wings folding up, the shuttle set down in the hangar. Since the ship was already fully prepared, the captain did not have to wait for Admiral Needa to make his way up the various hallways and turbolifts to depart. Maneuvering the ships out of the gravity well of Muunilinst, Captain Veers have the order to jump to hyperspace while the admiral made his way up to the bridge.
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Post by Darth Venator(Clone) on Jan 15, 2018 5:28:28 GMT -8
A simple shuttle took off from the planet and launched into orbit. Upon a senior officer of the empire and a new member of the Empire Lord Venator. Slowly as they entered orbit the Raider Class Corvette that would take them to Kuat for the clones other ships was waiting. And the Corvette was a gift from the Emperor himself. Venator looked out the viewport. "A name, she needs a name." The clone whispered, it was a smallish ship but sleek and beautiful. "A gift from the Emperor. So we shall call it the Emperors Blade. Yes that will do nicely." The officer smiled warmly. "A good name my lord." He said graciously. The pilots requested docking preference and alerted the crew that the new commander was boarding as well. The shuttle docked with the ship and Venator exited the shuttle the thirty or so troops and all the officers stood at attention as he walked into the airlock. "At ease men, to the bridge and back to your duties, I wish to get moving." He said sternly. The captain of the ship strode forward. "Sir I'm captain Fagan, pleased to meet you, if you are to command this vessel what shall you name it. " He said saluting. "The Emperors Blade." The clone said simply as the Captain lead him to the bridge. The clone smiled yes things werent going exactly as planned but this was better, the world eaters where dead, but his future was not. "To Kuat Capitan." He said, and with that the ship moved out of the area and dropped into hyperspace bound for the shipyards and the waiting destroyers. Oh happy days thought the clone. Soon that ragtag group Zalor and his prognosticator would be dead. And anyone who dared stand in his way. |
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Post by Tasot on Jul 14, 2018 12:38:55 GMT -8
The small ship exited hyperspace above Muunilist. As a Chiss vessel, it had the proper clearance to land on-planet. However, it didn’t have clearance to land at the strategic command center. So, he went over to the comma station and had the comms officer hail Muunilist Orbital Control.
“This is Mrort'asot'nuruodo, with an urgent message for Imperial High Command. We request permission to land at the Imperial Strategic Command Center to speak with anybody willing to assist in our problems.”
He waited for a response, hoping that someone in the First Order would see enough sense to meet with him.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Jul 14, 2018 13:15:33 GMT -8
This is Muunilinst Orbital Control. Your message has been relayed and your request has been accepted. You will be met with Field Marshal Baltasar Delvardus at the hangar bay. Please be advised, adhere to all Imperial laws and customs during your stay.
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Post by Tasot on Jul 14, 2018 13:52:26 GMT -8
Tasot breathed a sigh of relief as his ship sped towards Harnadian. On the command bridge of the ship, he spoke over comms with his father. The Aristocra he had previously spoken to had made the others aware of his plan, and they had, in an uncharacteristic move, endorsed it. As his crew collected various items for his visit, he spoke with his father. Dressed in pure white robes with a gold trim, he was dressed as he would be if meeting with important political figures. And this, indeed, was a pivotal meeting, seeing as the various Chiss leaders were banking on him to ensure the First Order’s cooperation. His crew had collected his vibrosword and a number of other items, all gifts from the Houses. Has father’s voice rang clear over the communications device.
I understand that this was a matter of secrecy, but you could have at least informed us.
“I know, but there wasn’t any time. We all knew something had to be done soon.”
The young can sometimes be so impatient. It is always in our interests to play the long game.
“I know, I know. Tell the Aristocras that I should be able to get their support.”
What are you going to do if thisplan of yours fails.
“Well, then we’ll have to take matters into our own hands. A full scale revolt.”
I see. Be careful, my son.
“I will.”
With that, the communication ended and the ship entered atmosphere.
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