Junction Darkest Jungle - SO/EOTL Junction of Felucia and Manpha

[Darth Malum of House Marr]

It was a bizarre series of events, to say the least. That was about all Malum could think, as next to him, his cousin stood, clearly going through a rough blend of intrigued, confusion, and even humour, as he drew forth his blades, and prepared to... well...

Prepared to what exactly, was indeed an open question, for within seconds, what had been a curious offer that he wrestled with accepting, had turned into his cousin interrupting to... well, he still honestly could not really state with any true belief what was going on. Madness? Or did simply Alicia Drey 's mind work on some level that he could not possibly comprehend?

Indeed, he supposed, that was what madness was.

As her speech concluded, as with a hiss her blade was drawn forth free, as she advanced upon her own agents, none the wiser.

He simply raised a hand, to all his forces behind him.

The eerie white light revealed all the Imperial forces to them all.

He gave silent command, to halt. A perfect opportunity to attack the Imperials this might have been, but their manifest purpose here was to negotiate, if the Imperials were to fight in front of them, that was their conflict, he would not unnecessarily damage his own honour by breaking those simple rules of diplomacy.

Still, now he watched, he did not view this slaughter of her own forces to be any specific show of loyalty. Indeed, would they have not been better served none the wiser to her true apparent loyalties, and been continuing willing foot soldiers for a cause they did not know had been hijacked and turned against them?

That was certainly a delicious form of vengeance.

Alas, though that may have been his opinion, this did prove one thing... killing her own forces.

Unless this was very well hidden, she would not be welcome back amongst her own. In that sense, joining in this maddened slaughter would have made sense, to maintain her position as Staff Director for his benefit, with all of them knowing what exactly she had done, that she had no other options.

However, if she wished to tie this noose, he would not assist, even if he would not stop her.

Malum smirked, raising his hands to shrug, as his red eyes glimmered against the newly lightened area, "It is as you say, Lady Drey, they have fallen right into your trap... do as you wish to your former subordinates, and it will have proven to me much, proven... that you would be a boon to the Tsis'Kaar," One kept at a distance, one who could never truly be trusted... but... one that was certainly of use, if she could wield the NISB in the ways that would be to his interest, to the Sith's interest.

"Show me the way of the Sith, for clearly, this is a lesson I would be remiss to miss." His eyes narrowed to the narrowest of margins, her words spoke of things far beyond mortal kin, but if this performance was truly just that, or something grander, or even if it was to their benefit, or someone else's, he could not quite say.

Ylvaris of House Marr Alicia Drey Lutin Corveni

 

[Alicia Drey]

Tags: Ylvaris of House Marr Darth Malum of House Marr Lutin Corveni

It had been a cunning plan. Draw the Tsis'Kaar into a meeting with her while it was hidden in the battle being waged in the background. Through the revelation that she was, in fact, a Sith Lord Darth Ayra would move to align herself to Malum and his organisation. Then, together, they would slaughter the NISB operatives and the Tsis'Kaar would take the blame while Director Drey barely escaped with her life. A cunning move that would see herself aligned to the Tsis'Kaar as a new member; maintaining her position as Staff Director of the NISB, thus posing herself as an incredible asset to Malum at the head of both organisations; and arranging a victory for her new Sith associates at the expense of the Empire, which would show her commitment to them and simultaneously make them a known threat to Emperor Velran Kilran and his Moffs.

The problem was that neither Malum, his forces nor his cousin instinctively went in for the kill. In their hesitance Ayra found herself exposed to her own men. The trap that she had expertly put together for the Tsis'Kaar to walk into and use them to destroy the NISB here on Felucia had not been sprung as she had planned. Instead of using this opportunity to destroy their enemies Malum held back. His cousin laughed and mocked her. Did they not understand the convoluted logic of the dark side? Was she so powerful in the Force that they could not see what Ayra saw?

Were they too weak?

A contingency was put in place in case the Tsis'Kaar turned on Ayra. It was a possibility given the circumstances. What if she had failed to convince Malum to let her join? What if he had made his own plans to use the meeting to destroy her and the NISB? What if he was too proud, or arrogant to listen to anything she had to say? These were the possibilities that Ayra had to consider when coming up with this plan. So, in the forests, Ayra had placed the Sun Guards among the NISB as hired mercenaries for the meeting.

As her former men scrambled to get into defensive positions at the revelation of the trap Ayra contacted the head of her Sun Guards with the Force. It is time. Kill the Imperials. Spare the Tsis'Kaar.

Chaos reigned next as the firefight started. As the Sun Guards opened fire on the Stormtroopers and NISB Officers Ayra leapt into action too. Twirling her Lightsaber blade Ayra begun to massacre the Imperials one by one. As bloodlust filled the area would Malum and his Tsis'Kaar be drawn into action?

 

[Scoria Harik]

Poison Farm, Near Niango, Felucia

Objective: Heart of Felucia - Poison Farm Acquisition
Location: Poison Farm, Near Niango, Felucia
Equipment: Lightsaber, Bag of “dolls”
Tag: Navu Myther | Quintessa | Maestus

As soon as Scoria’s feet hit the ground, the enemy was in motion. Faster than should have been possible. But Scoria knew that was the doing of the Force. The fact that she was not thrown by an enemy having a surprising talent, didn’t change the fact that there was a moment of panic, in the fact that she could not use natural senses to track the Asa’nyx. But Scoria also had access to the Force and when the little being stopped moving, Scoria shifted her defensive stance in her direction.

”You wish to be an Inquisitor right boy?” Scoria responded to Navu’s pledge to begin an attack. Considering that Scoria was a young “master” and Navu an older apprentice the term “boy” seemed misplaced. But it fit Scoria’s mentality and she enjoyed making Navu feel inferior. ”Announcing your attack is something that a Crusader does. Are you in the wrong group? Just attack. Don’t fear you won’t get in my way.”

Their quick opponent was on the attack before either Inquisitor could react however. With a snap-hiss Scoria’s blade came to life and positioned ready to deflect the incoming ring tossed by Quintessa. The instant that the chakram changed direction towards Navu, Scoria instinctively reached out with the Force to grab it. Having no effect on the path of the weapon Scoria gave a chuckle and threw her blade hoping that it would intercept with the path of the first chakram. She gave a lively cackle of amusement before muttering words unintelligible to anyone but her and those who taught her. Scoria would disappear from visibility and her presence in the Force would be fuzzy. She had little doubt that their opponent was capable of fighting through her trick to find her in time.

”On your toes Apprentice. This one is tricky. She’ll be quite the test,” there was another laugh that echoed in the air. ”Best be on your defensive game first. She’s too quick to leap into an attack. But I’ll try to watch your back if you wish to try…”