Connecting With Primal Evil (Anja)

[The Red of Sinner]

[member="Anja Aj'Rou"]

Romeo's mind raced with what to do to catch the whole galaxy by surprise, he paced back, and forth around his desk, rubbing his chin, and finally plopped down on his chair. Who was around him? He picked up his datapad with ALL his personal intel he kept, and tapped a few buttons. What would appear is various data on the surrounding parties of interest to him, and his empire.

//Mandalorians//
...
Mandalore - Azaerl

Closes planet of territory...Bastion
Key planet connection to this planet, Belkadan


//Ession Reformation//
...
Archlord - Graxin Rade

Closes planet of territory - Ession
Sernpidal key point of connection

//Rysil II//

Known inhabitants
Unknown party
Closes point to planet....Belkadan


Romeo held onto his chin, and thought about this for a moment, who was this in his side yard? He started laughing, and rubbed his face, and shot his hands in the air, still laughing to himself.
"It's the Primevil!"
He started laughing harder. "Oh, I do love this! So much fun."
The king began to open a network to the planet Rysil II so he could send a message of open source, it could be traced back to him, but the network was opened to Rysil II only, no could, or would know about this, but the two key people reading this message.

Dear Primevl in my side yard,

Yes, I know your there, plotting you great wars, and amass murders. This is what concerns me, no I come before you with a proposition, for...an alliance.
Why would you even begin to consider this? You have to pass by me, and the Mandos to get to Ession, I can help provide safer space travel. I can provide intel on Ession, and it's reformation of tyrants. I can provide a fleet worth using along your own. I have a certain...tendency to want to kill Ikora, but I know this isn't your leader so lets leave that out of this, yes there is quite a nice bounty on my head, and my families.
Question is...do you want an army, a fleet, a king with near endless resources by your side?

Or money?

I have people everywhere, telling me everything. You want me sitting by your side leader of the Primevil. Send me your reply as soon as possible, I do so much wish to hear from you, and learn more about you.

Yours,
Romeo Sin
The Shadow King of Eclipstica

 

[Boethiah]

A single servant went into Anja's personal chambers and handed her a message that was directed towards The Primeval as a whole. The Host Lord took the datapad, skimming over the message briefly, before handing the message back to the servant.

The robed slave lurked like a vermin being put in its place awaiting judgement.

"A waste.", she said under her breath. For the servant this was good grace in which he took the opportunity to scamper off and exit the chamber. Whatever came of this message there would be no response.

[member="The Shadow King"]

 

[The Red of Sinner]

[member="Anja Aj'Rou"]

Romeo waited a few days, and nothing came. So on the third day, he sat at his desk, tapping his fingers, and pondered on his next move.
"Send a representative?" He said out loud. "No...crazy people might just skin said person alive..or something..oh my...are they cannibals?" He said thinking more out loud. Finally he had enough, and slammed his hand on his desk. "Screw it, I'll go myself." He stood up from his desk, and began to place on his armor (See link below), and hit his comlink to speaker.
"Yes your highness?" His captain asked. "Captain..get the King's Crown ready...we're heading somewhere."
"Yes, your highness." His captain acknowledged. After a hour, or so of placing his armor on, Romeo headed for his flag ship. After entering it, and preparing, they took off, him, and his star destroyer filled with many, many troops.
Within a few hours in hyperspace the King's Crown would jump out of it, and find itself in Primevil territory. He sent out a hail. A basic message.

//This is the King's Crown, flag ship of the Shadow King, we are here in want of peace//

(Sorry the small post, Im a bit tired.)

 

[Boethiah]

In the months at the very least it would take to route towards Primeval space -- a place all but lost to standard hyper space coordinates -- they would find darkness; although their fleets were slowly protruding their wayward influence as far out as Rysil II, their true operations still remained closer to Gulamendis. The Gulandi who live there were a corrupted race of Sephi that worshiped the darkest aspects of life and acted murderously towards each other and outsiders alike. Without the High King and The Primeval they would be untamed, unruly, but with them the Sephi slowly became an organized fighting force that bore no fear int he face of death; even going so far as to desecrate the corpses of fallen enemies, harvesting their flesh as foodstuff.

And much like them in their vast wild numbers so was The Primeval Fleet which had commanded a following of several starship classes, including vong-based designs gifted to them by Titan Industries as per their new-found alliance with the One Sith. That amongst the warships of their own make provided them one of the most formidable battle fleets this side of the fringes. Their various Warlords including the formidable The Queen and the Arduous Vong Overlord, Dredge, boasts some of the most villainous and terrifying and powerful individuals amongst the trillions born of the galaxy.

To be a Warlord meant one had to prove that they were worth surviving, worth being spared as heretics and blasphemers, and even those who weren't had to prove that they were not only strong but overwhelmingly audacious. For taking on the many inconceivable powers that locked the galaxy in chains required such efforts that would rival even that of the Infinite Empire in its prime; whether or not they had such ability was left to debate, they had yet to prove themselves and for the most part remained in the shadows of the dark space, virtually unknown to the galaxy except for a few who've encountered them in skirmishes but yet to know them even by name unless gifted in a very rare circumstance.

For [member="The Shadow King"] , from their standpoint, his star destroyer was a reflected silvery pebble in the distance, almost completely unnoticeable to the eye of distant ships but far less so on the scans conducted by the patrol pickets sent towards the outer reaches of their territory. The Primeval did not expect anyone to arrive here except the occasional pirate that fell victim or the rare invited guest. Whoever it was would have to hail quickly or surmount the opposing attack force of the fleet.

A message went out: "State your intentions and disarm your weapons."

 

[The Red of Sinner]

[member="Anja Aj'Rou"]

After the message was given, received, and answered, his captain looked at him. "What do you want me to do your highness?" He asked with quint look on his face. Romeo rubbed his chin with his armored arm, and looked back at the captain. "Power our weapons down, reroute all energy to the shields, keep us ready to jump if we have too." He ordered, and then pressed the com button to the channel to the Primevil.
"All weapons have been powered down, and disengaged. Our intentions were given days ago, and ignored, or the reply was not received. I come personally to continue an attempt of peace with the group known as 'The Primevil'.
He had two lightsabers on him, though one was hidden up his unarmored sleeve, and was more impressive compared to his own lightsaber, but he would not use it, unless needed of course.
"I request permission to speak with your leader." He spoke again.

 

[Boethiah]

Anja received the news aboard Order's End and thought briefly. Before they received their answer, however, The Primeval Fleet began to slowly circle like vultures before three Deliverance-class heavy cruisers, Order's End, Heaven's Gate, Sargon's Requiem approached from the center; stopping a good distance away from the ship.

"You may speak.", a message sent out from Order's End , the same officer which responded initially about dropping the shields.

[member="The Shadow King"]

 

[The Red of Sinner]

[member="Anja Aj'Rou"]

Romeo watched the ships circle them, and crossed his hands on his chest tighter.
"M'lord..this doesnt look good." His captain spoke. Romeo placed a hand on his shoulder, and spoke. "Nothing looks good about this Captain Tur'Ko.
He watched as a message confirmed him to speak. He took a deep breath, and turned on his open channels for this sector of space for all the ships around him to hear.
"This is a impressive maneuver, I have no way to get out, and I am at your mercy." He stepped away from the viewpoint, and walked around his bridge, the intercom would pick him up just fine. "I know the Queen as placed a bounty on my head, and that you would probably want to collect on it. You would get a nice hefty sum too, but I come bearing the notion that maybe, maybe it doesnt have to be that way. Maybe instead we can work something out to where we both gain, and benefit, and no violence must breakout between us as foes, but as allies." He stopped at his sensory array, watching the ships on the radars. He smirked to himself.
"Why would you do this? Cause, I have troops I can offer as support when called upon, I have ships I can offer to help build your fleet to something impressive, though this is where I get my side of the benefit, I would sell them to you for ten percent what they are valued as. I would freely build ships for you as you so desired, allowing you to contact me at any point with the request, and those would be made freely, and given freely as gifts, and I owe you one favors. I can lend you intel when I can give it. I can provide assistants in time of war. I can provide safe haven for nearby Primevil soldiers, and fleets elements." He walked back to the view point, and watched the three ships pointing at his, and smiled.
"So what else would I want in return? Safe passage through your space. Not too much to ask for. I would like to know I have Primevil on speed dial should I ever need my own assistants, and thats it. What ships I have already made are ten percent for you, safe passage, and a helping hand in times of war, and battle. I feel this is quite fair as I am asking less then what I offer, but if you would like to add your accords to this, please do."

 

[Boethiah]

Inside the flagship Anja heard what he had requested and delivered her response to the intercom officer.

"Bounty? We have no knowledge of a bounty. Credits have no meaning to us.", the intercom officer replied.

Each of the cruiser's forward quad turbolaser cannons targeted his ship but did not fire. It was likely to serve as a warning that he was wasting their time; if he wanted to make a deal a far more serious offer would have to be made.

[member="The Shadow King"]

 

[The Red of Sinner]

[member="Anja Aj'Rou"]

Romeo was shown the sensory array by the captain. "Their targeting us my king." Romeo sighed, and shrugged. "I guess we do this the hard way. Then I challenge the leader to prove my own strength to whom they maybe." He tapped the man on the shoulder, and pointed at the hyperdrive, adn gave a thumbs up. This signaled the captain to prepare for a jump.
He bent over laughing to himself without making a noise, and slapped the man on the back that captained his ship. "What say you?"

 

[Boethiah]

The starships circling like vultures began to tighten their formation; mainly frigates and corvettes, but other cruisers much like Order's End made up the formation as well. The intercom officer relayed the 'challenge' to Anja at which point she conferred to him the remainder of the negotiations. "A test of strength it is.", the intercom officer responded per orders of the captain.

"All ships open fire!", he ordered over their communications network. Immediately the three cruisers unleashed a volley of carnage as the 96 barrels of their quad turbolaser cannons fired. Other such weapons in range and view would fire too, including six of their total twenty-four ion cannons. Elsewhere two mendacity-class frigates and a carnage-class heavy frigate fired their load: Heavy ion bursts and mass-driver projectiles lurked swiftly around them on the flanks.

Anja listened to the radiant symphony as weapons busted out hellfire and destruction; chaos en masse flung towards his star destroyer. Their fighters were preparing to launch -- if they needed to at all -- and once the volley was complete the two flanking cruiser, Heaven's Gate and Sargon's Requiem, would begin to turn their broadsides to him, creating a Y-shape with just enough gap for Order's End to continue using its forward weapons.

[member="The Shadow King"]

 

[The Red of Sinner]

[member="Anja Aj'Rou"]

That was all the answer he needed, as the blasts came, they hit the shields of the ship that had all power directed to them, but the hyperdrive power. Romeo slammed his fist into the window, and yelled as his captain. "Point downwards, and jump. NOW!"
As his captain obeyed the order, the ship slowly began to look down, as the blasts came more pelting the shields like crazy. "Sir shields already at fifty percent!" Someone yelled from behind him. More, and more they came. "CAPTAIN GET US GOING!" He yelled again. "I am sir!" He replied. Then another yell as the ship pointed its last angel downwards. "Sir, twenty percent!" Then the captain. "We're ready!" Romeo yelled out again. "JUMP!" and that was all it needed. The captain pulled the lever, and as the shields dropped to five, lights blurred into streaks as they went off into hyperspace, and left.
"Sir..." his captain stood before beside him, what do we do?" He asked. Romeo turned to look at the man. "We prepare."