Graemon Gorgano
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Post by Graemon Gorgano on Nov 29, 2020 7:56:30 GMT -8
There was a period of time that lasted between the first transmission and the reply. Given the independent operations of Fondor's shipyards, they were in no way obligated to allow just anyone to use their shipyards. Most of the docks had been rented out to the Coalition Military and the Union's Armed Forces in order to meet quotas of ship and starfighter production for the two navies and their allies. Given this was a single individual, this did cause a bit of debate. Nonetheless, the channel was reopened by the Captain of the Phalanx when an answer was given by the Chairman and some representatives of the Shipwright's Council.
=Captain of the Phalanx=
The Shipwright's Council will permit this request.
New information was relayed to the ship.
=Captain of the Phalanx=
During your visit to Fondor, you are to obey the law of Coalition and the Union. A dockyard will be assigned to your project, within reasonable limits. If you disobey regulations, this will result in varying degrees of punishment that will be determined on the basis of your crime. Please keep to assigned civilian areas of the shipyards when visiting. Otherwise, enjoy your stay in Oridin City.
With that, the transmission ended.
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Kaine Australis
The Vegemite Enclave
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Post by Kaine Australis on Nov 29, 2020 9:15:58 GMT -8
Amy waited patiently until finally her comm screeched static, she hit it, and heard a clear transmission.
::Thankyou Phalanx. Vigil out.::
She reactivated the drives and pushed on towards Fondor, now moving past the cordon. The descent towards the planet would be swift, and she kept to the safe lanes as assigned by port control.
Final clearance was recieved by the navicomp, and the Vigil dropped towards Oridin.
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Graemon Gorgano
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Post by Graemon Gorgano on Dec 12, 2020 6:21:46 GMT -8
Up, in orbit, the Carrion Spike order was carried out on good order. There weren't many changes to the order, it seemed the customer just wanted it the way it had been built previously. The cloaking countermeasures required a bit of work to acquire. Not many of the Coalition vessels utilized cloaking, save perhaps, the one example that came to mind was one of the E-Wing variants. So that required a bit of searching, some testing, and looking at the old specs for something modern and relatively similar to the old cloaking on the original vessel. This wasn't too big of a ship, so the production of it wasn't going to take much longer.
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Kaine Australis
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Post by Kaine Australis on Dec 18, 2020 9:40:34 GMT -8
Amy's ship headed up from Oridin City towards the orbital yards.
::Fondor shipyards, this is Amaranth Australis, requesting docking clearance to new vessel.::
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Graemon Gorgano
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Post by Graemon Gorgano on Dec 19, 2020 9:15:11 GMT -8
Amy's ship headed up from Oridin City towards the orbital yards.::Fondor shipyards, this is Amaranth Australis, requesting docking clearance to new vessel.:: =Security Personnel= This is Shipyard Security to Amaranth Australis, you are cleared to land at dockyard... 44-CCoordinates were sent to the ship before clearance made. It was a little off to the far right of the ship, allowing for the Mandalorian to see other vessels in construction, most of which seemed to be military grade vessels. A Nebula-class Star Destroyer, a few Corona-classes, even the outline of what appeared to be MC95, one of the newer vessels to be made by the Free Dac Volunteer Corps that worked with the Coalition and their shipyards since the occupation of Dac by forces unseen and dark.
At the designated dock, several personnel helped guide her ship into its assigned location. Beside it was the Carrion Spike as ordered. Once she disembarked, there would be a quick inspection before control was handed over. |
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Kaine Australis
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Post by Kaine Australis on Dec 19, 2020 9:29:10 GMT -8
Amy's ship followed the assigned coordinates, and she docked beyond some Mon Cala looking ships, right next to her brand spanking new ship.She had to admit, on first glance, the Fondoreans had done good work. Amy disembarked and went to board.
Captain coming aboard! She called in her best command tone. Announcing herself was best. They knew the owner was coming, at least. She'd sort out a crew later.Graemon Gorgano
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Graemon Gorgano
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Post by Graemon Gorgano on Dec 24, 2020 8:03:26 GMT -8
Captain coming aboard! She called in her best command tone. Announcing herself was best. They knew the owner was coming, at least. She'd sort out a crew later. |
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Jenia Kasalle
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Post by Jenia Kasalle on Mar 4, 2022 4:19:11 GMT -8
The Battle of Fondor 
::Resurgent I-Class Star Destroyer Steelfist reporting!::
::Resurgent I-Class Star Destroyer Pax Imperialis reporting!::
::Resurgent II-Class Star Destroyer Falagar reporting!::
::Conservator-Class Star Destroyer Vindicator reporting!
::Conservator-Class Star Destroyer Kirov reporting!
::Imperial II-Class Star Destroyer Holocron reporting!::
::Pellaeon-Class Star Destroyer Infidus Omnis reporting!::
::Imperial II-Class Star Destroyer Echoes of Anaxes reporting!::
::Imperial II-Class Star Destroyer Souvereign reporting!::
::Conservator-Class Star Destroyer Charybdis reporting!
::Pellaeon-Class Star Destroyer Spear of the Empire reporting!::
::Tector-Class Star Destroyer Excelsior reporting!::
::Autarch-Class Star Destroyer Cannady's Revenge reporting!::
As more and more ships jumped out of hyperspace and the bridge of the Ars Moriendi recieved one transmission from the major leadships after another, Grand Admiral Kasalle looked stoic upon the window port, which was now revealing the proud world of Fondor towards her.
While the momentum of surprise would be on their side, the Imperial Grand Admiral made herself no illusions that the battle would still be a tense one, given that the defenses of the orbital shipyards alone could stall their advance for quite some time.
Luckily these were matters that she had already calculated in.
Without further hesitation she gave further commands to the officers below her, while other ships were informed to maintain the Broken Arrow formation. Flanked by two Imperial-II class Star Destroyers the arrow formation eventually made it's way deeper into Fondorian space, the majority of the imperial ships being mostly stationed on the left flank with the right flank being left open, guarded mostly by two of the Resurgent-class vessels.
Only one single Conservator-Class Star Destroyer remained at it's position after it had exited hyperspace, far away from the battle and at the outer right edge of this loose arrow formation.
While the other ships proceeded to advance, the Charybdis carried out it's mission, making a turn in order to get further away from the edge of the natural gravity well, that surrounded the planet's orbit. For the moment all attention would remain upon the First Order's flagship as the central arrowhead of the operation, therefore Captain Thorne wasn't all too worried about his current situation.
With utter vigilance the crew of the Charybdis monitored the area around them, keeping their own fighters prepared within the hangars to eventually strike at incoming vessels.
For now they would have to position themselves and wait their time until they would contact the Lord of the Ren regarding Operation Siegebreaker.
While the Ars Moriendi was approaching the outer orbit of Fondor slowly, Grand Admiral Kasalle opened up a communication channel on all frequences with a direct message towards Fondor and the ships within the system.
::Fondorian people, Baron Gorgano here speaks Grand Admiral Kasalle of the First Order.
You are hereby offered the first chance for a swift surrender of your military forces and your unconditional capitulation towards the First Order.
Your Coalition will fall, once your shipyards have been liberated by the rebellion, that opposes our natural order within the galaxy, while the culprits behind this hoax gouvernment will be judged on the imperial court for their treason upon the unified galaxy!
Kneel to the Emperor and your crimes shall be forgiven, rise your arms against him and you shall be punished.
Should our words fall to deaf ears, the Fondorian military forces will deliver a second warning that will clarify the seriousness of our mission.
At Dac we showed you the mercy of the reformed Empire.
Today there will be no mercy, should our conditions remain unanswered.::
Grave silence followed after the message ended.
Some part within Jenia hoped that the Coalition would already surrender, given the demonstrated might of the Imperial fleet within the center of their territory fully displayed. And yet... she doubted that her words alone would bring any senses into them.
Soon they would see that she wouldn't play games.
No, she wasn't Tarkin.
She aimed to be better than that after all, for fear of total annihilation was only effective if it was properly demonstrated.
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Neith Ren
Knights of Ren
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Post by Neith Ren on Mar 4, 2022 4:44:01 GMT -8
Once their conversation had ended over Empress Teta, Neith had made her way from the bridge of the Ars Moriendi to the Throne Room facilities aboard the Executor-class Star Destroyer. She'd paid no mind to General Ares and his Novatroopers as she had ascended the stairs up to the throne and settled herself into the seat. Her hands had deftly began running across the controls, bringing up several displays and comm lines. Due to the rooms significance, it was by and large a secondary or tertiary command room from which the Emperor would otherwise oversee operations of the flagship. This worked perfectly for Neith as it gave her the tactical feeds she would need and the ability to listen in to the comm channels.
Once the digital displays and comm lines had been sorted out, Neith relaxed into the chair and focused her thoughts upon the Force. Slowly but surely she drifted off into a trance like state as the fleet had made their jump from Empress Teta to a system within the Deep Core. Her meditation having already started to take effect upon the crews as her consciousness reach out from the Ars Moriendi to the rest of the ships under Jenia's command. By the time the fleet arrived over Fondor, Neith was deep within her meditation, imposing her will upon those she was responsible for. Without a proper meditation sphere she wasn't able to extend her will too far into the defenders territory, but anyone that got too close would soon feel an oppressive atmosphere descend upon them, working to sap their will to fight.
While Neith's focus was upon her meditative state, she still remained aware of her surroundings and the various tactical displays and comm traffic transmitting between the First Order Fleet. Fondor would soon fall
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Harnan Ren
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Post by Harnan Ren on Mar 4, 2022 5:36:37 GMT -8
As soon as Jenia's transmission had begun over Empress Teta, Harnan had ordered the temporary detachment of Scourge Squadron into battle preparations. Unlike the forces under Jenia's command, the Ren forces did not repeat the First Order's mantra. The Purge Troopers were all clones and trained with ultimate loyalty to Harnan and the Ren, while the Officer's had been hand picked over the years and provided some minor re-education. There was instead silence up until the moment Harnan gave the order for the ships of Scourge Squadron to make their first jump. The traversal of the Deep Core anomaly system went without incident before they hit their second jump. A jump which, in comparison, was shorter than that of Jenia's forces.
The Resurgent II, 11 Lancer's, and the pair of Onager's dropped out of hyperspace well on the edge of the Fondor system beyond planetary sensor range. Gunner crews got to work bringing their weapon systems online and preparing targetting solutions as the pair of Needa-class Corvette's dropped out of hyperspace closer into the system. The reconnaissance vessels got to work scanning the inner system around Fondor, mapping out the orbital positions of First Order and Coalition forces. This information was transmitted back to Scourge Squadron so the pilots could adjust their entry vectors and co-ordinates to keep them in their proposed positioning on the fleets right flank. It also provided the advantage of preparing targetting solutions ahead of time for the Onagers. The Siege Breakers would be ready for their strikes when the moment was right
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Graemon Gorgano
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Post by Graemon Gorgano on Mar 4, 2022 20:23:10 GMT -8
The klaxons were roaring even before the first Imperial warship arrived. Upon the orbital gun platforms, a pair of Golan IIIs, the crews were scrambling about when deep radar sensors were picking up Imperial IFF signatures on fast approach. The shipyard was an even greater mess as the klaxons went off and non-essential personnel were ordered to evacuate to the surface. Long had the Coalition, with anticipated breath, awaited the coming of the First Order. It wasn't a matter of if, but when, and that day had finally arrived.
In orbit, over the planet, the Coalition Third Fleet, commanded by Admiral Braganti Gates, was moving along the bridge of flagship, the Ackbar, where a flurry of orders were being passed across the military command. A communication was sent out to Corellia, but he was worried it wouldn't make it in time or be heard. As the first warships exited hyperspace and made their presence known, starfighters were scrambled and ordered to launch. Hearing the transmission from Grand Admiral Kasalle, Gates was ready to answer, but another voice spoke, the brother of Graemon, Valerian.
=Valerian=
Imperials of the First Order! Fondor has long stood as a beacon of light, like the planets of Corellia, of Naboo, of Mon Calamari, of Felucia, and more! We will not bow to your demands, we will not bow to surrender! You come at us with guns at the ready, but a corner wolf can bite back!
Although the Consul was not as bold as his brother, Valerian loved his homeworld and would simply see it bow to the Imperials.
=Valerian=
We will not bow to the banner of your Imperialism. We will not simply step aside so that you may dominate the galaxy. We will stand firm against your aggression and we will make you bleed for it! My brother made this planet a fortress, made her people ready to fight for their freedoms, for their rights, for their heritage! And we will let loose our battle cry and charge at you as you charge at us!
There was a murmur of agreement on the bridge as officers and ensigns stood up. Admiral Gates knew that Valerian wasn't much of a speaker, compared to Graemon, but the brother of Baron Gorgano still had the spirit of Fondor and Tapani within him. Graemon wasn't here, but they still had Valerian to lead them.
=Valerian=
Citizens of Fondor! Of the Union! Of the Coalition!! Let us ensure these Imperials understand the proud heritage of the Tapani Sector!
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Fiora Ren
Knights of Ren
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Post by Fiora Ren on Mar 5, 2022 6:06:41 GMT -8
Like Neith, Fiora had spent the trip over from Empress Teta slipping into her meditative state. Within the Meditation Sphere in the heart of the Resurgent II, which served as the Ren's flagship and mobile base of operations, she was safe. From here, she could reach out across the ships of Scourge Fleet and better co-ordinate the actions of the forces as they traversed the Deep Core anomaly and then came out at the edge of the Fondor system. Even this far out, she could sense Neith's presence much further into the system. Their link through the Force allowed them to share thoughts and information about their own forces movements and situation, so they could better backup the other
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Jenia Kasalle
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Post by Jenia Kasalle on Mar 5, 2022 15:16:39 GMT -8
The klaxons were roaring even before the first Imperial warship arrived. Upon the orbital gun platforms, a pair of Golan IIIs, the crews were scrambling about when deep radar sensors were picking up Imperial IFF signatures on fast approach. The shipyard was an even greater mess as the klaxons went off and non-essential personnel were ordered to evacuate to the surface. Long had the Coalition, with anticipated breath, awaited the coming of the First Order. It wasn't a matter of if, but when, and that day had finally arrived.
In orbit, over the planet, the Coalition Third Fleet, commanded by Admiral Braganti Gates, was moving along the bridge of flagship, the Ackbar, where a flurry of orders were being passed across the military command. A communication was sent out to Corellia, but he was worried it wouldn't make it in time or be heard. As the first warships exited hyperspace and made their presence known, starfighters were scrambled and ordered to launch. Hearing the transmission from Grand Admiral Kasalle, Gates was ready to answer, but another voice spoke, the brother of Graemon, Valerian.=Valerian= Imperials of the First Order! Fondor has long stood as a beacon of light, like the planets of Corellia, of Naboo, of Mon Calamari, of Felucia, and more! We will not bow to your demands, we will not bow to surrender! You come at us with guns at the ready, but a corner wolf can bite back!Although the Consul was not as bold as his brother, Valerian loved his homeworld and would simply see it bow to the Imperials.=Valerian= We will not bow to the banner of your Imperialism. We will not simply step aside so that you may dominate the galaxy. We will stand firm against your aggression and we will make you bleed for it! My brother made this planet a fortress, made her people ready to fight for their freedoms, for their rights, for their heritage! And we will let loose our battle cry and charge at you as you charge at us!There was a murmur of agreement on the bridge as officers and ensigns stood up. Admiral Gates knew that Valerian wasn't much of a speaker, compared to Graemon, but the brother of Baron Gorgano still had the spirit of Fondor and Tapani within him. Graemon wasn't here, but they still had Valerian to lead them.=Valerian= Citizens of Fondor! Of the Union! Of the Coalition!! Let us ensure these Imperials understand the proud heritage of the Tapani Sector!
"Not yet, Lieutenant", she simply told the man with an ice-cold voice, "You've heard this man's words despite our warning, therefore he knows the consequences. The Corellian loyalists will soon become the architects of their own demise, be assured of that."
Turning her attention then back towards the rest of the bridge, she gave further commands.
"Full speed ahead, ready the frontal weapon plattform sections.
Permission for all regular TIE fighter squadrons is granted to leave the hangar. Clock direction maintained on Ars Moriendi. Banshee Squadron and Skull Squadron are to remain on hold.
Our priority targets are the shields of the Golan-III on 11 o'clock. Bring them down as best as you can.
Every other enemy vessel that wishes to intercept us is a priority target of the arrow flanks.
The Ars Moriendi shall serve as the Empire's shield and endure the assault."
With no further questions, the surrounding officers did as the Grand Admiral instructed them, training becoming now actual reality.
Due to Neith's battle meditation the efficiency of the present men and women was even further increased, while further communication links got established with singular ships of the fleet.
The Grand Admiral watched as duty continiued as she planned, seeing outside the window port incoming ships and the laser fire of the defense plattforms, the countless amounts of laser turrets on her own ship slowly orienting themselves upon the designated main target until they would be in fire range.
For now she would play her cards open. Make the enemy feel safe about the direct, silent attack approach of the Imperials upon the defender's stations.
In time though the trap would spring.
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"Sir, we are recieving coordinates from the Ars Moriendi. Estimated positions and movements of the enemy's Golan III."
The officer that spoke to Commodore Thorne seemed to be slightly confused about this random information, that was apparently transmitted towards the Charybdis, given that they were too far away from the actual battlefield for the information to actually matter.
Yet Thorne knew the hidden message to read quite easily. For a long time Jenia's plan upon Operation Siegebreaker was mostly theory and based upon assumptions of the enemy's potential planetary defences. There was no question that they had space stations in orbit - but rather where exactly they were located at the time when the First Order would assault the system.
"Correct our position to +3/-1, Lieutenant", the Commodore merely commanded calm, as he eyed the display next to him, "and transmit our own coordinates to Lord Ren. This will make it easier for them, once we recieve the command to launch the operation."
"Aye Sir!"
Within mere minutes the Reaper would recieve the movement coordinates of the Golan-III alongside the position of the Charybdis. While the attention would lie upon the Executor-class vessel and the massive fleet that accompanied it, Harnan Ren would have all the time to bring his ships into position for a triumph, delivered by the Knights themselves, once the shield systems of the enemy station would start to fail.
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Neith Ren would remain for the most time unbothered by the Novatroopers, that remained stoic within the imperial throne room, even when the first bombardements of enemy fire sent slight vibrations through the floors of the massive dreadnaught. No order was given so far to them and like statues they stood there, each of them better disciplined than the average First Order Stormtrooper.
They probably knew like their superiors that either the Knight of Ren or the Grand Admiral would tell them to do something of importance, when the time would come. For now they simply remained within the chamber as a vigilant bodyguard towards the meditating force user within it. |
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Graemon Gorgano
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Post by Graemon Gorgano on Mar 6, 2022 15:31:51 GMT -8
Despite the optimism of the Consul Valerian, Admiral Gates and his senior staff knew the fight was to be a rough one. They could count on the Golan defensive platforms, planetary-to-orbital ion cannons, as well as the Third Fleet, but this... was not a great situation, especially considering the large Executor-class Dreadnought that dominated the battlefield. Coalition Intelligence first identified the Ars Moriendi when the First Order arrived to Coruscant and claimed it as their new capital. Although they had done their best to learn about it, Imperial Intelligence was pretty solid in defending the secrets. What was known was that the Super Star Destroyer was created, knowing the flaws of the original Executor-class. Hence, it was a modified dreadnought. Today, they'd be able to see that firepower first hand.
The only they could do was hold and fight. Valerian was right about showing these Imperials the proud heritage of the Tapani. Braganti Gates wasn't a Fondorian native though, born on the planet of Rendili, but many in the Third Fleet were natives of Fondor and from throughout the sector. Their love for their homeland would be a good defense, but it could only last so long. That's why they just fight until they were tired, then resurge and continue fighting.
=Admiral Gates=
All squadrons and ships, your orders are as follows. Keep to the Golan defense platforms and support them in the defense of the planet and its shipyards. Keep good formation and do not break from it! Rely on your neighbor and friend for support. We must weather this storm!
There wasn't much else to say however. Valerian covered that at least. The orders were relayed quickly to form the fleet between and around the twin Golan defense stations. The Ackbar was to take position in the center with the support of four Nova-class Battlecruiers. The left flank was to be held down by a pair of Tapani-class Carriers and four Corona-class Frigates. The right utilized the same pairing of carriers, but with two Ranger-class Gunships. Six Warrior-class Gunships moved between the three formations to give necessary support.
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Jin Song
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Post by Jin Song on Mar 24, 2022 19:02:49 GMT -8
Jin filed out of the briefing room and joined her squad. This was not only her first mission in this kind of battle, but because of her status as a soon-to-be Knight of Ren she would be leading the squadron of fighters. It was nerve racking, but Jin focused on the orders. They would be far from much of the fighting, protecting the Ren fleet from enemy fighters and bombers. As she climbed into her issued TIE/hl she took deep breaths and called upon the Force to steady herself. Her face disappeared behind her flight helmet and she and her squadron left the hanger for the openness of Space.Space flight still marveled Jin. She hadn't even seen sky or stars till she had fallen in with the Princess and been brought to live in the upper city of Coruscant. And seeing a planet sitting there, the lights from its cities visible even from here, was breathtaking. The Nydak Squadron did a couple test laps around the capital ships before falling into their place in the defensive perimeter. As she flew through, Jin could feel Fiora. She could feel the Princesses battle meditation, and swelled with pride for her friend. Already such a skilled Force wielder. Jin felt her actions becoming unified with that of the fleet. But now came the waiting. The Fondorian defense fleet was already moving to protect their stations and it wouldn't be long before the main imperial force descended upon them.
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Jenia Kasalle
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Post by Jenia Kasalle on May 20, 2022 5:19:52 GMT -8
The slow approach onto breaching into the enemy's territory was so far a huge success despite the first initial casualties aboard the Super Star Destroyer, that was maintaining it's barrage upon the first Golan plattform and by-standing ships. Shields were holding, yet various sections have already recieved severe damages with some of the Ars Moriendi's turbolaser cannon sections either having been disabled or completely obliterated by a good shot.
Jenia's actions during the battle were swift as she commanded officers and engineer teams at the same time to re-route energy supplies from the damaged sections into other parts of the ship, minimizing further attack damage output upon the First Order's Executor-Class Super Star Destroyer. Seemingly emotionless the Grand Admiral watched as outside havoc broke out, while waves of First Order TIE fighters battled the approaching star fighters of the Fondorian defense forces and the Coalition.
If the sight wasn't already demoralizing enough for the defenders, it neither helped that the two flanking ships, following left and right behind the enormous imperial fortress ship were two Star Destroyers of the Resurgent I-class, Steelfist and Pax Imperialis. Various smaller ships like Raider corvettes, Vindicator-class cruisers and the rather feared pocket Star Destroyers of the Victory-line were among the mix of ships as well, utilizing the cover that the large Super Star Destroyer gave them to their advantage.
Despite the Grand Admiral's best efforts though, the impressive sight itself was nontheless not covering up the damages done upon these accompanying ships.
Major battles in the end were always tied to casualties and losses, no matter the approach of tactics. Several Raider corvettes, that weren't too careful on their approach got already blasted out of orbit by either one of the enemy capital ships or one of the massive defense stations, while the first Vindicators broke under the successful bombing runs of Y-Wing bombers and other coordinated tactics by the Coalition's fleet.
A brief look over to her left, Jenia saw as parts of a destroyed Victory-class Star Destroyer crashed into the shields of the Steelfist, pushed into the Heavy Star Destroyer by the means of the newly developed Starhawk-class vessel. An unlucky loss.
Not only had they taken out one of their smaller Star Destroyers, but also utilized the damage being done against them. The Coalition had unlike their predecessor gouvernments in the spirit of the Rebel Alliance learnt, that they had to adapt to the Imperial methods, if they want to maintain their territory.
A dangerous foe.
Making it even more necessary to crush their hopes, before more worlds would flock to their banner in an attempt of pointless resistance.
"Shields at 89%, Grand Admiral, overall firepower steady at 97%", one of the bridge officers reported,"But at this rate the Ars Moriendi might not sustain the enemy's approach, given the board computers calculations."
"Proceed the operation as planned, now that we have their attention", Jenia only stated cold, her gaze now fixed again upon the main priority targets in the form of the enemy Golan plattforms, "How are the communication arrays working?"
"Stable and functional, madame, with only slight interferences!"
The Grand Admiral smiled fondly. So they didn't even dare to repeat the strategy that they had once commenced over Froz or didn't have the rescources to jam all the Super Star Destroyer's communication arrays. Perfect.
That would mark the beginning of their downfall.
"Perfect. Execute Order S1363."
"Aye, madame!"
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There was no surprise for Commodore Thorne, when a single transmission with the Grand Admiral's holo image popped up on his bridge emitter. A communication line was opened up towards the Reaper in order to inform Lord Ren of the situation.
::Lord Ren, permission for Operation Siegebreaker, Codename S1363, was given. Target coordinates and their estimated movement in orbit will be transmitted shortly.
Ad Gloriam ad victoriam!
We count on you.::
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Harnan Ren
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Post by Harnan Ren on May 22, 2022 17:30:16 GMT -8
Harnan had sat patiently upon the command throne of the Reaper, watching and waiting as the main Imperial Force began its siege and assault of Fondor. Scourge Squadron had all but completed its deployment preparations when the comm from Commodore Thorne came through to execute order S1363. Admiral Smith immediately began relaying jump orders down the line of command as the final target adjustments were made for the jump and weapons targeting systems.
The view outside the viewport flickered. Where before it had been filled with the void and distant planets, Fondor now took up the entire view. Alert klaxons sounded as sensors picked up enemy forces nearby. Weapons fire spun up across the fleet, firing upon nearby enemy starfighters and ships close enough to be a problem. The pair of Siege Breakers began charging up their primary cannons as they made additional adjustments to bring their guns in line with the closest of the Golan's which the Ars Moriendi and the rest of the fleet had already dealt a fair amount of punishment upon.
Admiral Smith turned to Harnan then, as the Master of the Ren stood up from his throne and moved over to the command table
Advise the Siege Breakers to fire at will...
Yes sir, primary weapon charge reporting at 40%...
A comm officer relayed the orders from Harnan to the air of Onager's. Once their weapons were charge they would blast the Golan apart
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Fiora Ren
Knights of Ren
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Post by Fiora Ren on May 23, 2022 13:54:05 GMT -8
Before Scourge Squadron had made the small in system jump, Fiora had felt very little around her but that of the Ren Fleet. She could pick out and sense the individual presences of Harnan upon the bridge, and Jin as she lead her squadron of Fighters. She was also fairly familiar with the various Captains of the Fleet, aware of them issuing orders that their crews attended to with much more purpose than usual. But that familiarity briefly broke as the Fleet flickered across the system into the combat itself. More minds suddenly came into her field of consciousness. Allies and Enemies alike.
She'd practiced Battle Meditation with Neith before for some time. But most of those engagements had been much smaller raids and attacks. This was unlike anything she had experienced before. Her focus starting to slip as too many unfamiliar minds were about. But before things became too bad, she felt Neith's presence from across the field of battle. Her sister within the Ren was calm and composed, handling a much larger task force. Reminding Fiora that she only had to worry about Scourge Squadron, and nothing else.
She pulled her area of focus back, tightening it to the battle group and just far out enough to affect enemy pilots trying to get too close. They would find themselves uncertain an distrustful of their targeting systems, while a voice gently whispered to surrender and let the First Order bring peace to this chaotic world
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Graemon Gorgano
New Rebel Alliance
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Affiliation: Free Worlds Navy
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Post by Graemon Gorgano on May 23, 2022 20:17:19 GMT -8
Two Tapani-class Cruisers and a Ranger-class Gunship later...
A bright light went off on the starboard side of the bridge of the Ackbar as Admiral Gates watched the Nova-class Battle Cruiser, Freeworlds Legacy, go up after a hailstorm of turbolaser fire. That was their fourth ship down! A few others were reporting heavy damages and the Ackbar was being slammed hard. Still, occasional dents were inflicted, but it was hardly a good ratio. They were losing more than they were taking down with them. The Fondorian's defense was spirited, but it was rapidly becoming a lost cause.
There was hope though. Valerian Gorgano had managed a transmission to Coalition High Command, hoping that reinforcements would come to aid their cause. It was a sliver of hope, but it was something that they could latch onto and use to fight on! And so, Fondor did fight on, with Admiral Gates commanding the ships and Squadron Commander Wallerace commanding the starfighters. They would fight on and ensure that this battle counted for something!
Yet as the battle raged, someone from one of the consoles spoke up.
=Officer=
Admiral Gates! Sensors are detecting a power spike ahead of us! It's growing... we are now reading an Onager-class Star Destroyer!
Blasted! The Admiral thought as he grits his teeth.
=Admiral Gates=
Order Commander Wallerace to refocus our attention on the Destroyer! We have to take it down now!
The orders were relayed and, soon enough, squadrons were being diverted to focus on the new threat, at the cost of their focuses elsewhere.
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Jenia Kasalle
Databank Operations
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Affiliation: First Order
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Post by Jenia Kasalle on May 24, 2022 4:18:25 GMT -8
As the Reaper and it's escort ships, including the two Onager-class Star Destroyers entered the system, Commodore Thorne's order to activate the gravity wells of the Charybdis came swiftly. As the last of Ren's ships entered the border between the planet's natural gravity well and open space, the generator systems powered up and build up a smaller second area behind the entering point of the Siegebreakers.
Whatever the enemy sent in now from the outside, they would have to bypass the area around the Conservator-Class Star Destroyer. Giving the much larger Resurgent-class Star Destroyer Reaper enough reaction time to deal with any nearby threat approaching, even without the Ren's force abilities.
Twirling his walrus mustache the Commodore glanced fond upon the sight of the Onager's cannons charging up.
Was this how it felt for the engineers upon the Death Stars when seeing this weapon charging up, before it would eventually fire?
It was a morbid fascination and although Thorne wasn't necessarily a friend of the Galactic Empire's methods, his curiousity for the outcome of this was also sparked.
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"Grand Admiral, some of their forces break off towards the open flank area."
Not necessarily unexpected.
It would hardly prevent anything, given that the Siegebreakers had just entered the system and were thanks to their long-ranged weapon systems already capable of targeting what Jenia intended to bring down in one fellow swoop, igniting once more the old fear of their enemies within their hearts. There was a huge gap between the defenders and those ships, eerily similiar to a trap.
The Broken Arrow formation had not been chosen without a reason.
"Orders go out for the Pax Imperialis and accompanying ships to intercept. Backlines of the left flank are now allowed to swarm out onto the right flank and to intercept enemy vessels. Admiral Magnus of the Falagar will recieve command over those forces."
"Aye madame, communications will be established."
With a nod, the Grand Admiral then changed the communication channels on her talking device, knowing that now was the right time to utilize the confusion of the enemy regarding the situation.
"Kasalle to Banshee and Skull Squadron, you have the permission to leave the hangar in support of the Pax Imperialis. I wish you to hit the enemy at their weakest and to retaliate any successful counterattack as best as possible."
::Understood madame::, echoed the cold voice of Captain Caldwell through the device.
That was all she had to know.
Again her main focus shifted back towards the Golan III plattform in front of her. So far it was holding it's ground, just like the Super Star Destroyer. But with it's shields running lower in the fire exchange and the specific focus of the Ars Moriendi's canoneers upon this flank onto the large space station these might be it's last moments. Any time soon the cannons will fire.
And set forth the path of an Empire.
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::Caldwell to Squadron. Report!::
The engines of the TIE/vn space superiority fighters roared up, as both squadrons left their hangar bays, activating their stealth field generators immidiately upon leave.
::Banshee Two, reporting!::
::Banshee Three, reporting!::
::Banshee Four, reporting! Let's blast apart some these Coalition bastards!::
With every single member reporting swiftly, only few of them throwing in some snarky comments, Caldwell let it proceed, as the squadrons opened up in loose formation, unseen by the enemy's eye, as they already saw the first X-Wing groups ahead of them, combating the First Order's own TIE fighters. Until now these were equal battles with the Coalition having a slight advantage over the regular FO starfighter.
::Banshee leader to Skull leader, squadron is complete and fully functional.::
Flying past by his own small group of three TIE Silencers, the starfighter of the Skull Squadron leader passed by his own group.
::Roger Banshee leader. Skull Squadron is fully functional as well. Remember the Grand Admiral's orders well and stay low when you have to. Good hunt!::
::Good hunt! Ad Gloriam, ad victoriam!::
With these words, Caldwell's Silencer took a turn, spotting an approaching flight of Y-Wing Bombers en route towards the capital ship. There was some glee in Caldwell's eyes, when he re-routed energy from the stealth generator back into the weapon systems and blasted two of the four ships out of space, as they had overlooked them completely, despite the Silencers having directly approached them. One of Caldwell's wingmen, Tasha Loon, also designated as 'Banshee Three' shot down the third Y-Wing, while the last one was probably the only one of them who had seen the upcoming trap, yet rather reacted than warning his squad mates in time. Probably the wiser decision for him, as he flew past the imperial hunting squad, now at the mercy of the regular First Order TIE swarms once more.
The cloaked hunters were now taking their course towards the Pax Imperialis, a Resurgent I-class Star Destroyer as it was slowly intercepting the already incoming ships, that wanted to make their way up towards the Siegebreakers.
Chaos has now engulfed the battle ranks of the Coalition and Caldwell would usher within it's glory, the board computer taking count of his target record.
The ace pilot was certain that by the end of the day it would have a result somewhere within the hundreds - that was his primary goal and there was little doubt for him that he couldn't achieve it with such a marvelous beast of a starfighter.
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