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Post by Whill Shaman Erevis on Apr 9, 2013 10:23:42 GMT -8
Knossa spaceport was located on the outskirts of Knossa, constructed around Mount Agorn.
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Post by Urgayle Pyro on May 29, 2013 13:45:23 GMT -8
Casten Lorsa stepped off the landing ramp at the base of the bulk freighter which had deposited himself, and a few other sentients on the planet. It had mainly been a cargo vessel -- transporting proteins, animals and other refined goods to the surface, but there had been a few threadbare berths for paying travelers, and Lorsa had paid the small sum to obtain passage to the world, drawn to Ossus for reasons he did not yet fully understand. It had been a long trip from the Core: six stops since Coruscant, and Casten was eager to spend some time on his own, travelling overland to the temple. He wore simple cowled robes, and carried hardly any belongings. It was a long journey to reach the Jedi Praxeum.
Bidding a fond farewell to the freighter Captain and her crew, Lorsa raised his cowl, squared his shoulders against the wind of the spaceport, and walked off into the world...
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Post by Deleted on Jun 6, 2013 19:29:43 GMT -8
*The Forseti touched down on the tarmac and slowly powered off. Inside the cargo bay lights began to turn on around and in the stasis tank. With a soft his the liquid began to drain out. As this happened the sole occupant in the tank began to awaken. The first thing she heard was a per-recorded voice relaying mission briefing and target information. Once the tank had been drained the forward hatch opened. Opening her eyes, the human female gazed about the cargo bay with cold blue eyes. Automatically the remaining hoses disconnected and she took her first steps onto the planet of Ossus.*
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Post by Clark Quantrill on Aug 12, 2013 21:44:24 GMT -8
The "Raven's Feather" touched down at pad seven and lowered it's ramp.
"Roger, stay with the ship." Clark instructed his OOM droid companion as he casually walked down the ramp where he was met by an space port authority.
"Whats your business on in Knossa?" the man asked
"My business is my own pinhead. Go bug someone else." Clark barked as he pushed the man out of the way and walked on
"Hey! You can't do that!" Pinhead shouted after him
"I just did!"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 19, 2014 21:04:09 GMT -8
"The Force be damned, the hell you doing, Winik? If they wanted to land at the Temple, they'd use the Temple's system, not Knossa's Spaceport." Kobi spoke downwardly to his pupil in upgrade training for Spaceport Systems Maintenance, which included a variety of ground-based systems used to aid aircraft for landing purposes along with the controller radios. "Nice, easy turns.You gotta be gentle with her; she's sensitive." Kobi had been observing the younger Corscanti born man as he attempt to make some fine adjustments on a system that had been called out by the airspace controllers for having gone down about twenty minutes earlier.
Kobi, born on Adumar as Kolburn Fesser, stood, arms-crossed, leaning against a cable ladder frame withing the system shelter. Light, brown hair, cut in a medium fade style where the hair didn't touch his ears on the sides yet was longer enough on top to style slightly. He wore gray pants with a single black stripe down either leg and black, steel-toed boots. A white, short-sleeved shirt was worn as a top; his jacket had been removed and draped over the back of a chair. His service tags were left on a work bench, painted blue in color.
Winik was dressed in the same fashion, his jacket having also been removed along with his service tags and wedding band a means of proper safety precautions as they were working highly energized pieces of equipment, pieces of equipment that carried enough amperage and power to kill a man almost instantly.
Winik used a small, non-conductive tool and tweak various resistors back and forth to look for desired readings that appeared of the various pieces of test and measurement located at the site. The particular piece of equipment they were currently working to get back up and running was used for giving out a collection of data helpful and essential for air navigation including bearing and distance information as well as location identification information; in this case identifying the place as Knossa Spaceport. Once Winik had brought the parameters back to within their limits, both upper and lower, went over to a console on a desktop and performed a few basic computer functions to softly reset the system and bring it back up to an operational status.
"There you go. Bout to think I was gonna have to dequal you for a second," Kobi joked. "You know what to do next. Call 'em and let 'em they can have her back."
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Post by El-Nu Xunbaris on Aug 12, 2016 13:55:29 GMT -8
As the civilian transport touched down and the safety and departure announcements rang out El-Nu allowed himself a brief moments congratulatory pat on the back before departing the craft making his way through the spaceport security and clearance checks and having the unfamiliar sights and smells of a foreign world overload his senses. El stood for several minutes in sheer awe at the contrast, from the local denizens, to the market, the buildings, the sky, the clean air. The list was endless.
After managing to collect himself he found a secluded alley off one of the suburban districts and took a moment to consult the crystalline device that was serving as his guide. The cloaked figure rose forth.
"Excellent, we are close, I can almost taste it." A sickening breathing noise reverberated from within the folds of the creature. "Yeeeeeesss, to seize power it is toward the mountains we must go, the well of the dark side is strongest there, there you shall find the temple and realise what it is to behold true power."
Obeying once more the machinations of the strange forboading creature, yet intoxicated and entranced also by hunger El found a deserted speeder bike. He hot wired the machine just as he had done half a dozen times before. He gunned the engines and sought his way toward the mountains and this source of power.
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Lucien Malvern
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Post by Lucien Malvern on Apr 29, 2020 7:22:31 GMT -8
In order to ensure a strong flow of supplies, not only to Knossa, but other cities and settlements, the Spaceport began a major place of attention for the arriving Jedi Lords. As engineer crews got to work ensuring the place could handle large amounts of supplies and necessities, one of Malvern's vessels, the sole Valor-class Cruiser, would begin its entry into the atmosphere to hover over the complex. Once the greenlight was given, by Count Dendarrion, a steady stream of transports, to and from the surface, began to be seen. Supplies were off-loaded and divided from there. Information from the fleet, in orbit, helped determine the number of settlements and thus estimates were made on what each location needed.
Once this was done, the supplies would be loaded onto hovertrucks and skiffs that had been repurposed for usage. Military transports followed from the Spaceport, both as security on the road and to whatever destination was designated for each convoy. It was quite the operation, but one that was being diligently handled by appointees of Count Dendarrion's recommendations.
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Tarfang
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Post by Tarfang on Dec 13, 2021 9:46:22 GMT -8
The Eocho Mountains were a sight to behold as Cap'n Tarfang guided the HWK-290 light freighter 'Drunken Mynock' towards the spaceport. He whistled aloud as the city came into view, noting several structure that looked like they were built out of a mix of stone and bronzium. He switched over to repulsors as he brought the ship in to land, descending onto an available platform as the landing gear extended from the bottom of the transport and touched down on the tarmac. He flicked switches and depressed buttons as he powered down the ship, lowering the boarding ramp from beneath the bow all the way to the ground platform. When he finished the shutdown sequence, he spun around in his pilots chair and slid off, grabbing his Felucian cherry wood cane in his right paw. He limped over to the boarding ramp, walking past several young 'woklings that were nesting throughout the ship.
It had been an odd series of events that had brought him to Ossus. Originally he thought he'd be bound for Zeltros where revenge against an old enemy of his was long past due. Unfortunately those plans had to be set aside as the needs of his people came first. As one of the oldest ewoks of Bright Tree Village, Tarfang had a stewards responsibility when it came to the next generation of ewoks. That burden of leadership was why he was here today.
Wearing a faded blue long coat tied together at the waist by a large reekskin belt with a large gold buckle, the grizzled old ewok limped down the ramp, leaning on the cane in his right hand for support. Atop his head was a dented and weathered tricorn hat that had seen better days, while his left eye socket was covered with a leathery patch that he rubbed at with his paw, irritated by a phantom itch that had been pestering him for the last few decades. He left the others inside for the time being, peering around the landing bay suspiciously as he looked for dulok assassins or tulgah witches. When it became clear that neither were present, he limped to the bottom of the ramp and waited nervously, having left his personal blaster inside the ship for the time being.
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Post by Random Customer Service Girl on Dec 14, 2021 14:31:36 GMT -8
[ Mindi Stynar | Base of the Ramp to the Drunken Mynock | Knossa Spaceport | Ossus ] Attn: Tarfang A hologram of a young and pretty human woman materialized before the Ewok who had just disembarked from the newly arrived HWK-290 freighter. She was short, with wavy long golden hair and dark eyes and an easy smile on her lips. She looked down at the Ewok, appearing quite delighted to see him.
“Hello and welcome to Knossa Spaceport! I'm Mindi Stynar of the Intergalactic Public Service Consortium,” said the girl, the line clearly familiar and well practiced from frequent use, “if I can be of any assistance during your visit or stay, please do not hesitate to ask. Our holo-terminals are available in all public and select private locations.”
Having finished her spiel, she clasped her arms in front of her, in a folded and ready-to-serve fashion as she waited for a response.
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Post by Tarfang on Dec 14, 2021 17:44:42 GMT -8
"My name is Commander Shepperd and this is my favorite shop on the Citadel."
Squinting with his good eye, the crotchety ol'wok studied the hologram of the female in front of him. He wasn't entirely certain if he was talking to a real person or a virtual assistant. The hologram was properly detailed and the female looked real enough, even claiming to be named Mindi Stynar, which sounded like the legit sort of name a human would go by. She seemed pleasant enough though so he supposed that would be sufficient for now. He took off his hat and folded his arm across his chest, bowing to the creation of light.
"The name's Cap'n Tarfang." He introduced himself, returning his tricorn hat to his head. "I actually came seeking the aid of the Jedi Lords. An old friend of mine mentioned there was a gathering of Jedi here and I thought I would try my luck." He jerked the thumb of his paw over his shoulder, indicating the ship. "I've got refugees aboard from the forest moon of Endor and believe me when I say, they require the attention of a Jedi."
Practically making the point for him, a couple young woklings were standing at the top of the ramp, floating a cargo crate back and forth through the air like an usual game of catch, except none of the ewoks were actually making physical contact with the crate. Tarfang looked back at the commotion and banged the tip of his cane on the ground.
"Cut that out, you damn whipper-snaps! And get out of sight." He looked back at he hologram of Mindi. "Have any duloks come to Knossa in the last few weeks? It's essential we avoid them. They're always up to no good."
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Post by Random Customer Service Girl on Dec 15, 2021 17:48:42 GMT -8
[ Mindi Stynar | Base of the Ramp to the Drunken Mynock | Knossa Spaceport | Ossus ] Attn: Tarfang & Lucien Malvern Listening attentively to Tarfang's introduction with a smile, she nodded where appropriate and made friendly vocal affirmations at each point. She cast a glance over to the children, and noted that they were all Force-Sensitive and provided information to the Jedi Lords in a quiet communications, relaying whatever Tarfang had shared so that more suitable people could be notified and attend the Ewoks.
“Oh they're just the most darling lot!” said Mindi in regards to the young Ewoks, “As for Duloks, I have no records of any particular member of that species having passed through Knossa recently. Thank you for your feedback on them; we will certainly be on the look out for such activity and take the appropriate steps. Please wait a moment, the Jedi Lords have been notified of your arrival and someone will be along shortly to assist you further.”
She smiled again, and then continued, “If you have any general inquiries of the planet, its locales, or need help in locating any particular business, please do not hesitate to consult the free complimentary locator that you can retrieve from any IPSC Dispenser such as the one on my left. Or you can consult me if you require additional information. Thank you for your patronage and visit to Ossus, we hope it will be productive and enjoyable. Goodbye.”
With that, the hologram winked out of existence.
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Post by Lucien Malvern on Dec 17, 2021 22:26:23 GMT -8
"I've got refugees aboard from the forest moon of Endor and believe me when I say, they require the attention of a Jedi."
Her eyebrow did go up slightly when she saw more than just one Ewok. These creatures rarely ever left their forest moon, let alone had the means to do so. Endor wasn't exactly a well-traveled area compared to even the most backwater planet in the Outer Rim. Her eyes glance at one of the attendants who moves off, heading out of sight. Xenia had been told that these people needed assistance after all.
As Tarfang drew closer, Xenia refocused her attention upon the small creature. Politely, she bowed her head to their guest.=Xenia= Captain of the Drunken Mynock, I am Baroness Xenia, Administrator of Knossa. I am here on behalf of our leader, High Lord Lucien Malvern, Lord Protector of Ossus and Master of the Ossus Jedi. Welcome to Ossus.Raising her gaze, a little, Xenia looks upon the Ewok.=Xenia= Now that you are here, I must inquire as to the assistance you desire from these... Duloks? |
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Post by Tarfang on Dec 18, 2021 7:50:54 GMT -8
Tarfang rubbed at his eye patch with the back of one furry paw, then leaned on his cane with both, squinting at the baroness with his good eye. His childhood friend was a Jedi, or at least had been trained as one, though these ones were a little different from what he could tell. Then again, hadn't Endor used to refer to himself as Lord Endor, once upon a time? Maybe it was all related. In any event, this appeared to be the help he had long sought. The real question was whether or not he could trust them. That was something only time would tell. It also didn't help that he pretty much had no choice but to place his faith in them. He couldn't bring the woklings with him where he was going.He removed his tricorn hat and bowed his head, revealing an unfortunate bald patch of fur that it usually covered, before straightening and returning the hat to his head."Baroness, I am but a simple 'wok from Bright Tree Village on the forest moon of Endor. Long have my people had trouble with the duloks, who covet our sacred totems of ewok magic. Usually that's not a problem, as our village always has a shaman that protects us from their wicked way. Unfortunately the worst has occurred. I was off world operating my shipping business..." Smuggling technically. "...when I received word that the village shaman, Greybeard, has gone missing. And not just him, all the shamans across the forest moon have disappeared without explanation. I raced back to Bright Tree Village, only to arrive while it was under attack by the duloks." He flexed an arm, showing off his furry muscles. "Luckily I was able to fend them off, when it became clear that they were after our young, most notably our future shaman candidates. I don't know if the duloks are responsible for the disappearance of our shamans, but I am going to find out. In the meantime, it isn't safe for them on Endor." He tapped his cane on the ground and yelled over his shoulder."YOU CAN COME OUT NOW!" A wet cough wracked his chest as he finished, causing him to cover his mouth with a handkerchief.From inside the ship, eight short figures began to appear, waddling down the ramp. Seven were ewoks of varying shape and colour, some of white and black fur, others of different shades of brown. The last and eight of the number, appeared very odd for an ewok. He was a head taller than the rest, with longer shaggier hair, almost similar to that of a wookiee. He came to stand beside Cap'n Tarfang."This is my nephew, Chewfang. As I'm sure you can tell, each of these younglings is strong with ewok magic. Ordinarily the shamans would see to their training, but with them missing...well, let's just say we don't want another Zarrak on our hands. If you thought Palpatine was bad, he couldn't hold a candle to how evil Zarrak was."
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Post by Lucien Malvern on Feb 25, 2022 23:33:37 GMT -8
"This is my nephew, Chewfang. As I'm sure you can tell, each of these younglings is strong with ewok magic. Ordinarily the shamans would see to their training, but with them missing...well, let's just say we don't want another Zarrak on our hands. If you thought Palpatine was bad, he couldn't hold a candle to how evil Zarrak was." =Xenia= C-Z9, what can you tell me about what the good captain speaks of?The droid gets a little stiff with its posture, analyzing the mention of Duloks and Shamans.=C-Z9= Baroness, the Duloks are a sentient race that share the moon of Endor with the Ewok tribes. They are mammals who dwell in the swamps of the forest and are more lanky in appearance. What is known, according to our records, is that the Duloks are aggressive and fierce. Bands of them are known to have conquered villages of Ewoks, as the captain speaks of, and are severely antagonistic as a result.Understanding the picture better, the Baroness turns to Tarfang, bowing her head slightly.=Xenia= Forgive me of my ignorance, but I wanted to make sure I understood what you spoke of. Given your story, I assume you wish to request asylum or some form of agreement that will bring your kin under the protection of the Jedi Lords? |
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Post by Endor on Mar 16, 2023 20:26:17 GMT -8
Somehow he had expected better weather as he piloted his X-wing down towards the Magistrates landing pad. It seemed to be raining frogs, though he knew that just had to be exhaustion setting in as he allowed his R6 astromech droid to take over the controls as they came in for a landing. Titanium struts extended from the bottom of the spacecraft and touched down on the tarmac, gently taking the full weight of his snub-fighter. He flicked a number of switches and left it to R6-66 to take finish the rest of the shutdown sequence as he opened the canopy and climbed out of the cockpit, sliding down to the ground boots first. He gave his blue spacer pants a quick brush, then straightened the leathery brown flight jacket he was wearing over a plane white shirt. There was nothing remarkable about his appearance, except maybe the wooden hilt hanging from the left side of his belt. Any Jedi half his wit could sense the crystal of a lightsaber contained inside. It was covered in what looked like tribal markings, bear scratches even. In fact the man had a wildish appearance now that the sky began to clear a little and a ray of sunshine traced over his bearded but otherwise plain face, with eyes as green as the leaves of the forest.He had a strong connection to the Living Force, and nature seemed at ease with his presence. The General crossed his arms and leaned against the nose of his X-wing. A slight sight breeze blew a leaf past his face, it lingered in the air far longer than it should, never moving more than a few inches to either side.The ball was in High Lord Lucien's court now.
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Post by Lucien Malvern on Mar 17, 2023 21:58:40 GMT -8
EndorEndor would get a quick confirmation that the supposed 'glitch' of a Yuuzhan Vong vessel was not at all something thought to be seen. As Lucien approached where the individual's craft was, his entourage consisted of a number of individuals. His trusted lieutenant, Yar Sho, a few officials of his government, a couple Ysanna leaders, and a Yuuzhan Vong advisor. Unfortunately, when the transmission by Endor, and this New Rebel Alliance, was made, the High Lord had been in a meeting with those with him. Certainly, from his X-Wing, Endor would have seen an ever growing green presence upon the mostly barren surface of the planet. It had been a report on the progress of the biotech that was working hard to achieve the desired goal of Lord Malvern: the revival of Ossus.
Yet, when this transmission came in, Lucien requested a recess to address this matter. A day was requested, and so those present returned to the same spaceport to get aboard their vessels and return to their respective posts. The Ysanna went over to a small local craft while the Yuuzhan Vong moved to his own atmospheric vehicle. This just left Lucien with Yar Sho and a handful of retainers in tow. The High Lord looked curiously at the man by the X-Wing, wondering why only one came.You must be the representative of this... New Rebel Alliance that I just heard about.The High Lord speaks as he approaches the vessel and pilot.I am Lucien Malvern, High Lord of the Jedi Lords and Master of Ossus. I must say, I am rather surprised to see one individual.Usually, the Jedi Lord had been used to delegations of people. So an individual was certainly a change.Who do I have the honor of addressing?
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Post by Endor on Mar 18, 2023 1:26:18 GMT -8
"I'm not sure I would call it an honour." His lips spread into a warm smile and his eyes softened as he stepped away from his X-wing, arms still crossed over his chest. "But you can call me Endor. No sir or lord, just plain old Endor." He winked. "They're not big on titles where I come from." He looked up at the sky sheepishly, then reached behind his unkept mange of hair and rubbed the back of his head. "Though I suppose I have one now. Those under my command call me General, but truth be told that's mostly a catch-all for anyone in a leadership position in our steadily growing organization. I'm not surprised you haven't heard of us, we've only recently organized in a meaningful way."Endor walks out to meet Lucien as he got closer and only stopped when they were face to face, with maybe a little less room between them then what was polite. Not that High Lord had any reason to be aware of it, some of the General's unusual tendencies were a result of his rustic upbringing. Ewok society didn't have a lot of personal boundaries. There was an intensity to rebel pilot's eyes, a surety of purpose. His grin tied it all together, for it was entirely genuine."We don't know each other, Lucien." He purposefully dispensed with the formality of title. "But we travel in some of the same circles. There was a time when I served under Grandmaster Brulax Russo, as a Jedi of the Rodia Order. It was necessary for me to part ways with the Order." His cheeks flushed and he let out a soft chuckle. "The Force had other plans. I thought I would never return, until recently when I felt a calling and sought out the Academy on Corellia. I was there when that awful transmission was broadcast to all the Jedi headquarters. I thought that was why I had been called back and threw myself into service with the CJO, investigating darkside cults and routing them out of the shadows, but it quickly became clear to me that wasn't wasn't the reason." He waved a hand dismissively and shrugged his shoulders, resting his hands on his hips. "It was apparent over the course of my investigation that there are a lot of disenfranchised peoples out there, dissatisfied with one tyrannical dictator after another. The First Order, they wear a more reputable face perhaps, but after the events of Fondor there are a lot of planets in the galaxy asking themselves if they are next. Someone needs to take a stand, and it can't just be those of us with special powers, as much as the galaxy needs the Jedi. The common people have to be seen doing this for themselves. That's what the Alliance is, just ordinary people, brave enough to stand against injustice."Though he seem to be speaking directly to Lucien, his charm and presence was such that he held the attention of everyone there. He reached up under his chin, stroking a handful of his disorderly beard, streaked with grey."And we could use your help."
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Post by Lucien Malvern on Mar 18, 2023 13:29:36 GMT -8
There was an immediate sigh that came from the High Lord's lips. It came without hesitation nor consideration the moment the words for a request of aid was mentioned by Endor. Seemed plenty were looking for help, more than usual... Lucien had granted asylum to all manner of refugees and given aid to those simply passing by to seek a place in the stars further and further away from conflict and strife. This request though seemed much heavier than the others.
I am not sure what I can provide to you, Endor.
There was a lot on the plate of the Jedi Lords these days.
As you may have noticed, Ossus is looking to be revived into the paradise it was before. A lot of resources are going into helping our Yuuzhan Vong allies who were more than eager to aid us in my desire to see the planet green and lush once more. We also have refugees of our own we are trying to house and give purpose once more.
Then there was... another matter, one closer to Ossus than the First Order.
Just up the Perlemian Trade Route, a darkness looms. It swallowed Lianna, a former outpost of ours, some years ago. And yet it lingers, watching and waiting. Our Corellian comrades have experienced what I speak of on the planet of Dressel. It is a very... malicious presence that festers in the galaxy.
Lucien lightly strokes his mustache, sighing some as he considered things. He wasn't one to let someone go empty handed though. Certainly, there could be some things of benefit to this New Rebel Alliance that could be parted with and likely not entirely missed. The High Lord turns away for a moment, looking across the way of the Spaceport at a number of vessels that had arrived due to the recent flux of those fleeing from the former Coalition Space. Then his eyes turned to some beige and blue stripped Battle Droids that they were using to augment security.
What sort of help do you need though?
Lucien now looks at Endor once more, wanting to hear the full request.
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Post by Endor on Mar 19, 2023 5:01:35 GMT -8
Yuuzhan Vong allies? That was...unexpected, though he supposed it meant one less thing to worry about. When Lucien spoke of darkness it made the General wonder if it was anything like what he had experienced at Mon Cal. There had been something about those quarren, a certain vacancy behind the eyes that promised oblivion in their ink black depths. It still wasn't something he liked to think about."Now you're being humble." Everyone's happy to be a lord until charity comes knocking, then they're all pauper princes. Taking his right hand off his hip he pointed straight up with his index finger. "I saw those shipbuilding facilities of yours on my way in. Hardware like that is not easy to come by these days. I tried visiting the Mon Cal shipyards recently, and well..." He smirked. "...lets just say they aren't exactly customer friendly at the moment. If it wasn't for the help of some friends I'm not sure I would have made it out of there."That had always been the difference maker in his experience. Force gods and super weapons, all of it paled in comparison to the power of friendship. "With some help from the locals on Hoth we've been able to establish a headquarters at the old Echo Base. The Incom Corporation has been providing us with snub-fighters and equipment, and now that the NRA's Mon Mothma station has been completed, we even have a place to store them. My problem is that we've run into a shortage when it comes to heavier firepower. Simply put, we don't have any. Tarfang and I..." He paused to stroke his beard, pondering how to properly explain his accomplice, then quickly decided less was more. "...He's a pirate, but he's retired, and he was never the mean sort..." Nailed it. "...the two of us managed to liberate a pair of MC80s, but they are undergoing some retro-fitting at the moment and won't be ready for a while." Now down to the meat and potatoes of it. "That's how the Alliance got its current admiral, Jyn Dackbar, who insists we need a heavy hitter for a strike mission. My squadron..." Which Lucien would be able to see written as 'Endor's Ewoks' on the side of his X-wing. "...is prepared to fly to hell and back, but without some bigger guns supporting us from behind, it'll be our deaths by way of attrition. Lucien..." He shook his head, not liking the taste of it in his mouth. "Can I call you Lucy? No, well alright then. Lucien, I've come to ask the Jedi Lords on the Alliance's behalf for a warship. Something with teeth." He smiled, showing his own.
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Post by Lucien Malvern on Mar 19, 2023 9:50:48 GMT -8
There was a noticeable expressional change on Lucien's face with Endor's first words.When one becomes a Jedi Lord, we swear to be Jedi first and nobleman second. As a Jedi, we seek to protect all from such evil things in the world. To aid those who truly need our help. And to fight against darkness to free the innocent. Yet, as nobleman, we must be concerned with those who look to us for security and leadership. We are their protectors after all. It is a difficult balance, but one that can be achieved nonetheless.Lucien truly did want to help, but he still had consider those that he ruled: the citizens that looked to him and his fellow Jedi to protect them from evils hidden among the stars. Ossus was still vulnerable after all. When he succeeded to the title of High Lord, Lucien willingly abandoned all their outposts and bases to consolidate on this world, this system, and this sector of space. Lianna had been unfortunate considering they were evacuating the world when the darkness from further up the Trade Route attacked them. Whatever was to be done, as High Lord, he still had to consider his duties as a Jedi and as a lawgiver, protector, and governor. And he would make sure that Endor did not misunderstand his kin as typical nobles and not entirely Jedi.
Nonetheless, after that was said, Lucien still listened to what Endor requested: greater firepower. Incom Corporation was hardly a surprise to hear their support. The company had deep ties with the old Rebel Alliance and the succeeding New Republic and Galactic Alliances of Skywalker's era. The mention of liberating a pair of MC80s indicated that Endor had been to Mon Calamari then and even further confirmed what his fellow Jedi sensed and were concerned about. However, there was something that could be given.When we were located on Serenno, previously, we reactivated old caches of Separatist war materials, battle droids, and vessels. A necessary move considering our own lack of manpower, at the time, and our desired drive to liberate the world from the dark times it was enduring.They still lacked significant means, but it was enough to perform security and offensive operations when need be. With the growth of refugees, there was the potential to help with growing and expanding on Ossus. Making it more stable and prosperous for the future that the High Lord hoped to provide for both Jedi and citizen.I can grant perhaps one of these and with a complement of expendable droid fighters and battle droids.Lucien keyed his comlink on his gauntlet, transferring information to Endor. The files of a handful battlecruisers would show up if he looked at it which either could be built or, depending on the choice, may be readily available for transference. The greatest of these prizes was the Providence-class Dreadnought, among the largest of the defunct Confederate Navy. Then came a trio of smaller, but nonetheless, powerful vessels: the smaller version of the dreadnought, Providence-class Star Destroyer and the Recusant-class Light Destroyer. The last was a creation of the Jedi Lords when they controlled Lianna, Orion-class Battleship of which the first created still served as the flagship of the High Lord.I believe any of these may be what you are looking for, Endor.
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