Private Crisis on Chantemer II: Answers Abound

[Pillar of Compassion]

Tension rises within the Galactic South in answer to the rapid expansion of the High Republic. Criminal Syndicates who once operated freely find themselves under constant scrutiny while the Republic prepares a deeper push into uncharted territories following the catastrophic Planeshift. As the High Assembly works tirelessly to combat such clandestine interests via stronger alliances, many outside the Republic’s growing sphere of influence find themselves in need of aid.

A Humanitarian Crisis rages on the planet of Chantemer. The century long tyranny of the Vanguard Party led by the dictator Olivier Poutine is nearing its end in the aftermath of Suhara Villow’s call to revolution and promise to return. The century-long struggle for liberation is reaching its zenith; the people sing for freedom.

But as his odious rule begins to fray at the seams, so does Olivier’s fist over Chantemer tighten in desperation. Crackdowns on any suspicion of subversion. Revolting acts of brutality against acts against peaceful acts of resistance. Entire villages razed and populations consigned to detention camps for daring to stand up.

In an effort to overcome this growing misery, Supreme Commander Suhara Villow of the Chantemer People’s Liberation Army turns to the High Republic for resources and support.

As Senator Dominique Vexx and Jedi Knight Aiden Porte meet with Suhara Villow, a joint reconnaissance team of Jedi Knights and Republic Intelligence move planetside to investigate the true scope of the atrocities. Led by Jedi Knight Kyric Karis—a new addition to the Jedi Order—the quartet are tasked with infiltrating the Chatemerian city of Rougneux.

The small workhouses and artisan shops that once defined the industrious city have been crushed by large scale intergalactic corporate conglomerates who’ve run rampant so long as they pay tribute to Olivier. Inhumane hours and lethal working conditions have become the norm. The workers, inflamed by Suhara’s rhetoric, fight back against their overlords through riots, bombings, and assassinations.

In response, Olivier’s stormtroopers descend upon the city to restore order. The heroes of the High Republic find themselves faced with rising tensions and the promise of a bloodbath…

Suhara Villow | Catarina Talen | Kas Larsen | Kyric | Raylin Fall
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[Kyric]

Gaining clearance to land within the City of Rougneux proved surprisingly easy given the state of control the Vanguard Party maintained over the planet. The 'borrowed' light-freighted Kyric acquired back on Cademimu V was scrubbed of its old ship codes and assigned new ones lifted from some corpo nitwit who made the mistake of leaving his ship unattended on Denon. An old contact of Kyric's provided them at a modicum of the price—courtesy of the late Sword's mercy, no doubt—and even fitted the light-freighter with some of the other vessel's parts.

The HEAVILY MODIFIED Y-1000 descended over one of many privately funded docking bays along the edge of the Infernal City. Even before the ship touched down, the thermal fault line which fed the endless spread of industrial factories carried an uncomfortable heat to those spread across the cockpit and common area.

Kyric set the old bird down and killed the engine with a huff. "Its hotter than a summer day on Concord Dawn, I tell you what." He stood from the pilot's chair and winked at Kas. "C'mon, big fella. Time for the mission briefing."

The kiffar stepped out from the cockpit to the common area, where Catarina and Raylin kept busy as far as Kyric could tell. He cleared his throat to gain their attention and motioned to the repurposed dejarik table, then activated it with a brush of his thumb.

"Things are heatin' up out there, folks, and I ain't talkin' about the fault line," Kyric began, his gaze tracking the appearance of several red points on the blue-white holoprojection. "These're all sites of recent attacks by Villow's freedom-fighters. Most're factories owned by Poutine's most loyal—and richest—supporters." The holotable summoned more information on the businesses as the Jedi Knight spoke.

A dozen profiles of wealthy business owners appeared alongside the map of Rougneux.

"We need to get eyes on one of these suckers. Reports indicate the workin' conditions are a small-step from slavery and the Republic ain't havin' that." Kyric reached out for one of the business-owner profiles and enlarged it for the others.

An angry looking human man greeted the lot. He was entirely bald and sported a sharp goatee that accentuated his hawkish features.

"This feller, Louis Dubois, is somethin' of a trusted associate of Poutine. He's an outspoken member of the Vanguard Party and staunch advocate for more er- permanent solutions, when it comes to the freedom fighters. I'm thinkin' we split up 'ere. I take whichever one of y'all are interested in meetin' Villow's contact, while Officer Fall takes the other to go investigate Dubois and his facility."

Kyric allowed the others a moment to consider his suggestion before he continued. "There's a lot of tension here in the city. If we ain't careful, we're likely to set things off prematurely. If y'all got a better plan, I'm all ears. The goal is to get in quick n' quiet."

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Tags: Suhara Villow | Catarina Talen | Kas Larsen | Raylin Fall

 

[Raylin Fall]

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"Sergeant Fall."

The Recon man of the group- and perhaps, the only true reconnaissance and infiltration trained person of the group looked rather....

Annoyed.

First of all, he was with Jedi. He didn't particularly hate Jedi, but he didn't particularly like them either. However, the Jedi's suggestion did make sense. He was one of the truly sneaky ones of the group besides the Shadow. Infact, it made more sense to take her than anyone else. At least she had some basis of understanding of what it meant to conduct themselves in a sneaky manner.

"We'll need photographic evidence and documentation of abuse. Procedures, logs, timesheets, names, addresses. If anything, we find out where the upper echelon of their management works and leak that out. Then the problem will solve itself."

The room probably went quiet, or at least, didn't like the idea of using vigilante murder as a means to enact change. Raylin, however, was not one to shy away from casual murder as a means to an end. At least, doing it sneaky-like.

"That being said, if this is your first hostile, enemy-controlled recon mission, the obvious will be that we should have no identifiers as to who we are, who we are with, or what we do. No lightsabers, cards, beacons, trackers, High Republic issued shoes, underwear marked with your name- nothing."