Dredge
Kneel Before Zod
Change [Horde Dominion of Olvan]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?app=desktop&persist_app=1&v=ZL4MGwlZuAc
WILD SPACE 1700 HOURS
OLVAN
A single star destroyer touched down on the tundra that was Olvan, no glorious fleet threatening genocide or death. But a single ship that held ten thousand men and women on it. A force that was far to small to take over a planet. What was a single horde star ship doing here? What was the point of them being here on such a world? Well the horde had been through rough times, truly rough times from the devastating loss at the silken asteroids and the death of their leader the Supreme Overlord Dredge. So now it was time to make amends before the Horde's judgment day. So that's what the horde was here to do, talk to this planet about joining their ranks and becoming a part of their faction. The ramp on the massive star destroyer slowly lowered itself onto the ground, there were no tank beasts or grand army spewing out from its bowels, but instead a small group of people. Mixed and diverse as anything there stood droids, Yuuzhan Vong, Lepi, Humans, Trandoshans, and other various species that populated the galaxy. And out in front of them stood a woman, a tall raven haired woman in a thick woolen jacket her hair swaying in the wind of the planet's cold air. As the woman stared out into the white cold of the planet she remembered when she had first come here to meet a Dathomir and recruit him into the horde. She remembered her time as Dredge and felt the cold that gripped the memory of those days. The days where worlds burned under his reign, where women and children were put to the sword just because he was bored.
Falling to her knees Dredge looked at the steel of the ship, dull and grey she stared at it as the weight of it all had hit her. Holding her hands up Dibella gazed into them as a tear rolled down her eye, "So much blood." Her hands were stained with the blood of thousands of lives, millions even put to death at his orders. "I can't get it off." With a tear rolling down her cheek again it froze quickly midway down her warm face. "Was any of it worth it?" She said to herself softly, so much death. "Never again, never again will they die from me. Never again will I allow it." Looking up Dibella stared out into the snow to see the path ahead of her. But it was more than just a direction of getting to wear they needed to be, it was her path. It was the new life she had been given. She was the clone of a Sith Lord, someone she considered a friend in her old life. But now it was clear that the death's of all those people they had both caused was no longer worth it. They were horrible men, and they deserved their fates. But this was his path now, a path to do good in the galaxy. This gift of power was not going to go to waste and she was going to make sure that her people changed with her. This was a new galaxy, the ways of old had to die in order to usher in peace once more. Falling onto all four her forearms and knees Dibella's head was firmly on the ramp of the star destroyer as she began to sob. This was the first time she had ever cried, the first time in her life that she felt anything other than burning hatred. And it felt good, it hurt. It hurt in a way she had never felt before and it was liberating almost.
Wafting and flowing the wind continued to blow her hair everywhere, she was almost frozen there as it all caught up to her. Frozen in her own world of death and regret for what she had done laying there crying. Then a hand came on her shoulder, a soft and gentle touch it held her shoulder firmly afterwards to comfort her. "We have to go, we have a meeting." The voice came from a small Lepi who helped Dibella onto her feet. The six foot three Epicanthix wiped her face clean of the tears and sniffled once before nodding. "You're right. Let's go." Taking the first step out they were headed to a small hut in the distance where the planets leaders had gathered, it was time to do this without death.
[member="Nam Karakk"] [member="Arcturus Procyon"] [member="Dagon"] [member="Azal"] [member="Break"] [member="Darth Naefas"] [member="Darth Narakada"] [member="Denga Triktar"] [member="Enigma"] [member="Iron Giant"] [member="Kara Teerah"] [member="Karsh Lithern"] [member="Loran Nera"] Lucrezia [member="Lyra Uporg"] [member="Mistress Kurah Rrusho"] [member="Moss Wroc"] [member="Zulusavong Lah"] [member="Yzhan Tu"] [member="Xavunis"] [member="Ven'Rain Sekairo"] [member="Vaas"] [member="Toran Gregor"] [member="Tarkass"] [member="Taitos Vin the Vengeful"] [member="stardust"] [member="Lord Eclipsion"] [member="Shimmra Rapuung"] [member="Shia"] [member="Rodrigo Satoshi"] [member="Rave Merrill"] [member="Ragnar Ordo"] [member="Raelene Lorena"] [member="Nocturna"] [member="Neo Tyrnith"] @Krul-Xob Serin [member="Zenoc Lah"] [member="Kiruoum Kirdci"]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?app=desktop&persist_app=1&v=ZL4MGwlZuAc
WILD SPACE 1700 HOURS
OLVAN
A single star destroyer touched down on the tundra that was Olvan, no glorious fleet threatening genocide or death. But a single ship that held ten thousand men and women on it. A force that was far to small to take over a planet. What was a single horde star ship doing here? What was the point of them being here on such a world? Well the horde had been through rough times, truly rough times from the devastating loss at the silken asteroids and the death of their leader the Supreme Overlord Dredge. So now it was time to make amends before the Horde's judgment day. So that's what the horde was here to do, talk to this planet about joining their ranks and becoming a part of their faction. The ramp on the massive star destroyer slowly lowered itself onto the ground, there were no tank beasts or grand army spewing out from its bowels, but instead a small group of people. Mixed and diverse as anything there stood droids, Yuuzhan Vong, Lepi, Humans, Trandoshans, and other various species that populated the galaxy. And out in front of them stood a woman, a tall raven haired woman in a thick woolen jacket her hair swaying in the wind of the planet's cold air. As the woman stared out into the white cold of the planet she remembered when she had first come here to meet a Dathomir and recruit him into the horde. She remembered her time as Dredge and felt the cold that gripped the memory of those days. The days where worlds burned under his reign, where women and children were put to the sword just because he was bored.
Falling to her knees Dredge looked at the steel of the ship, dull and grey she stared at it as the weight of it all had hit her. Holding her hands up Dibella gazed into them as a tear rolled down her eye, "So much blood." Her hands were stained with the blood of thousands of lives, millions even put to death at his orders. "I can't get it off." With a tear rolling down her cheek again it froze quickly midway down her warm face. "Was any of it worth it?" She said to herself softly, so much death. "Never again, never again will they die from me. Never again will I allow it." Looking up Dibella stared out into the snow to see the path ahead of her. But it was more than just a direction of getting to wear they needed to be, it was her path. It was the new life she had been given. She was the clone of a Sith Lord, someone she considered a friend in her old life. But now it was clear that the death's of all those people they had both caused was no longer worth it. They were horrible men, and they deserved their fates. But this was his path now, a path to do good in the galaxy. This gift of power was not going to go to waste and she was going to make sure that her people changed with her. This was a new galaxy, the ways of old had to die in order to usher in peace once more. Falling onto all four her forearms and knees Dibella's head was firmly on the ramp of the star destroyer as she began to sob. This was the first time she had ever cried, the first time in her life that she felt anything other than burning hatred. And it felt good, it hurt. It hurt in a way she had never felt before and it was liberating almost.
Wafting and flowing the wind continued to blow her hair everywhere, she was almost frozen there as it all caught up to her. Frozen in her own world of death and regret for what she had done laying there crying. Then a hand came on her shoulder, a soft and gentle touch it held her shoulder firmly afterwards to comfort her. "We have to go, we have a meeting." The voice came from a small Lepi who helped Dibella onto her feet. The six foot three Epicanthix wiped her face clean of the tears and sniffled once before nodding. "You're right. Let's go." Taking the first step out they were headed to a small hut in the distance where the planets leaders had gathered, it was time to do this without death.
[member="Nam Karakk"] [member="Arcturus Procyon"] [member="Dagon"] [member="Azal"] [member="Break"] [member="Darth Naefas"] [member="Darth Narakada"] [member="Denga Triktar"] [member="Enigma"] [member="Iron Giant"] [member="Kara Teerah"] [member="Karsh Lithern"] [member="Loran Nera"] Lucrezia [member="Lyra Uporg"] [member="Mistress Kurah Rrusho"] [member="Moss Wroc"] [member="Zulusavong Lah"] [member="Yzhan Tu"] [member="Xavunis"] [member="Ven'Rain Sekairo"] [member="Vaas"] [member="Toran Gregor"] [member="Tarkass"] [member="Taitos Vin the Vengeful"] [member="stardust"] [member="Lord Eclipsion"] [member="Shimmra Rapuung"] [member="Shia"] [member="Rodrigo Satoshi"] [member="Rave Merrill"] [member="Ragnar Ordo"] [member="Raelene Lorena"] [member="Nocturna"] [member="Neo Tyrnith"] @Krul-Xob Serin [member="Zenoc Lah"] [member="Kiruoum Kirdci"]
