Dethronement [ Sith Empire Dominion of Serenno ]

[Darth Banshee]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Location: Indepandant Military Development hq [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Post: 5[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Allies: [member="Teresa Shan"] [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Enemy: [member="Adron Malvern"] [member="Anya Loma"] [member="Ra'a'mah"][/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Equipment: [/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]War Armour[/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt], [/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]Healing Amulet[/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt], Saber[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt] [/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.5pt]Whilst getting change she heard her apprentice complain about armour, she shouted out to Captain Markus. [/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]GET HER SOME ACOLYTE ARMOUR. [/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]It was not the best [/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]armour[/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt] in the world, but it help her out in tight spot. She then finished getting ready as her fury approached, the government buildings she moved to the bridge and saw a large courtyard. She [/SIZE]decided[SIZE=10.5pt] that was good place to land, as it had room for transports as well. She looked at Captain Markus and said in stern voice, as now was time to find out what she can do to move this planet to becoming a member of the Sith Empire. [/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]Put us down [/SIZE]there[SIZE=10.5pt], in that mans courtyard. [/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]She then looked at Shan and told her, [/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]Be ready for everything and anything, I have no idea what is going to happen next. All I know somebody sent them to kill me, now that is because I support the Empire. This is where heads of our government meet, so the answer may be here. No doubt they will counter attack, so this [/SIZE]vessel[SIZE=10.5pt] will remain [/SIZE]remain cloak[SIZE=10.5pt] once landed. [/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]Captain Markus began to landing in the courtyard, as it did he told her in [/SIZE]usual[SIZE=10.5pt] unemotional voice [/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]My lord it is time. [/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]The door opened, and she made her way out of the ship. The building seem to be lock down, and she looked around as some guards came towards her. They shouted, Darth Banshee kill her. She shot both down with lightening, she was not here to mess around. Though by now if anyone looked out of window they[/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt] would see two Transport [/SIZE]Frigates behind her, and they be no fool they know that means she had droid task force on the way to her.

She stood her ground, and waited for him as their was two of them them to land. Soon their be task force of five thousand droids, and two squadrons of Eagles. She had no idea what was in there, but she was going in soon enough. The building would be surrounded, and then she would force her way in.

 

[Jairus Starvald]

Location: Serenno, Creepy Cave.
Objective: Dungeon Crawling.
[member="Darth Ophidia"] | [member="Jacob Crawford"] | [member="Venthis Zambrano"]

Soon there was a white gleaming light in the distance.

The more they walked the closer it became, until they finally reached a large open space. Shadows resisted the light in the corners, but deeper in the cave the artifacts rested on various natural-forged podiums. Jagged obsidian rock reflecting the various lights coming off the artifacts, molding them into a single spectrum of focused shine.

They whispered.

The moment the little group stepped foot in the expansive cave that became clear. Touch us. Wield us. Take the power for yourself.... become what you were always meant to be.

Cerbera stood there for a moment, her companions behind her. "We were supposed to fight here in this room." The Sith Lord explained briefly, before she whistled. Nothing happened... until a sudden rumble made the floor shake, little rocks flying up and down the ground, from the shadows a form leaped into the light.

A Sithspawn.

Crustacean in nature with firm carapace armor supporting its back and head. "Did you miss me, darling?" Cerbera cooed softly, before approaching the beast without fear.

It seemed to be confused for a moment.

Until it recognized its... mother beneath the cowl. Carefully it picked its way forward, before leaning in- it wanted to be petted.

"Fetch our prize. Use the gloves I gave you before we came here. That will make sure none of you die... or worse."

 

[Venthis Zambrano]

Ruins of Zannia,
Serenno.

The light that stood out to the group was ahead, his caught onto it as soon as it was visible. Though, Venthis wouldn't even notice the artifacts calling to them. Only a mere gust of wind as his natural advantage from his half-bred species canceled out the mind-bending attempt to enter the young Zambrano's mind.

He glanced to Cerbera for a moment, before shrugging the whispers off attempting to ignore them. While he was young and didn't have the strongest of wills. Venthis was clever enough to understand what this was. Though they came to a halt.

She explained what had supposed to had happened, and Venthis admired her plan. Though it had happened regardless after her creatures did the work earlier. Taking a moment to glance around the room, the green-skinned woman would whistle. For what? In a moments notice a large creature would enter the cave, arriving from within the shadows. It took Venthis back a moment, startled him.

The size of the creature was commendable, though he quickly noticed it's liking to the woman. It was one of hers. Almost like a pet. He took her command with a nod, reaching into the alchemized bag placed on his waist removing a set of gloves before placing them in his hands. Narrowing his eyes at the Sithspawn, making his way around the creature. The artifacts behind the creature, on a pedestal of sorts. All six were spread across the wide table. He reached in collecting three and placing them into the bag given to him and sealing the bag.

The artifacts had been collected.

[member="Jacob Crawford"] | [member="Cerbera"] | [member="Darth Ophidia"]

 

[Jacob Crawford]

Location: Serenno, Ruins of Zannia
Objective: Dungeon Crawling & Artifact Hunting
With: [member="Cerbera"] | [member="Darth Ophidia"] | [member="Venthis Zambrano"]

The scene they walked into was damn near picturesque, set up in such a manner that it drew eyes towards the artifacts immediately. If it hadn't already been made apparent, it was clear Cerbera had gone to great lengths to make the whole charade as appealing as possible.

Unfortunately the intended audience was currently being feasted upon by a group of Sithspawn.

Jacob could see how it would've likely turned out if the Duke's men had survived. Most probably looking in awe at the sight, perhaps one or two would immediately be lulled by the whispers and make a beeline for one of the artifacts. But he couldn't imagine Cerbera making this easy, if he was being honest he expected there would be-

Lost in his thoughts Jacob hadn't heard what Cerbera said, but the woman's whistle brought him out of it, and within seconds the ground beneath them rumbled with the weight of a large mass. Instinctively his hand drew closer to his lightsaber, especially when the source of it; a towering Sithspawn, made its appearance. However he paused when Cerbera began to coo towards the creature, as if it were nothing more than a pet to her. Which thinking on it for a moment, it pretty much was.

He looked over at Venthis and saw the same flicker of uncertainty when gazing upon the creature, even as it leaned in to be petted.

Focusing on their objective, Jacob cautiously moved around the Sithspawn and towards the artifacts. He mirrored Venthis in taking out the gloves and slipping them over his hands. AS he got closer to the podiums Jacob could feel the whispers trying to coax their way past his mental barriers. And similarly he could feel that inner impulse slamming against the other side trying to connect.

But Jacob remained resolute, approaching the artifacts and began carefully picking the remainder up, placing them within the alchemized bag. Sealing it back up afterwards, Jacob returned to Cerbera's side along with Venthis.

"It's done."

 

[Atom Smasher]

Location: Wintermoor Castle
Allies: [member="Count Marlow Venjuta"]
Objective: Address the public

The holo-map formed before Aurelius' gaze as he firmed his lips down on the cigar, slowly taking the taste through his mouth. He extended a finger ringed with a red signet jewel and waved it over a portion of the map. Glances hovered over Marlow swallowing the vial of blood and switched between the words on the map. He repressed his disgust and took a long swig of brandy to disguise the bile in his mouth.

"We will take the north-east side of the industrial sector, any remaining settlements will be demolished to make way for Imperial infrastructure." Aurelius spoke through bellowing smoke through his mouth. He moved his finger over the selected area on the map while balancing the cigar between his fingers. Turning to Sirion, he awaited the other alchemist's answer.

"The biological sect wish to begin work in the production of undead armies. Corpses will augmented and animated through alchemy to create sub-sentient and loyal troops." Sirion said to the count while signing the document. Furrowing his brow, the line of Aurelius' mouth creased as he tried not to roll his eyes. He regarded necromancy as a redundant art. The production of cyborgs and supersoldiers bypassed the need for the ancient craft. Ikoral scooped up the documents and shuffled them together, filing them away in the briefcase. With the deal cemented, the Sith alchemists prepared to bid Count Venjuta farewell.

"A pleasure doing business with you, Venjuta. Production will commence with haste." Aurelius downed his brandy and discarded the remainder of his cigar in an ash tray. He gripped the handle of his doctor's case while Sirion shortly joined him. The smell of smoke escaped underneath the door as they turned to leave. Gripping the handle, he allowed Sirion to leave before following. Green flames erupted from the hall shortly away and the two women promptly eradicated the remaining counts who dared opposed the presence of the Sith with their huge flamethrowers. They retracted their weapons and returned to flank Aurelius who strode casually past the carnage to exit before a small balcony.

Workers and troops serving the Serenno houses stood in form on the ground below. Flags baring the symbols of factions and sects fell from the rails while Aurelius gripped the edge with a long pause. Blastfire sounded in the distance and echoed the cry of victory across the world. Sirion leaned slyly against the door frame and two women clad in black leather and baring their fearsome gas masks stood on either side of the alchemy mogul who cast a wide gaze over the crowd with eyes of crystalline blue. Troops and workers held their tools and waved at the presence of both the Sith and nobility. His pause subsided and Aurelius spoke.

"Imperia! Imperia! Let the stagnation of days gone by burn in a sea of chemical fire! A new dawn rises to smite our light bearing enemies and empower a divided galaxy! The Sith have arrived and we bring opportunity, stability and victory! Do not cower beneath the gilded veils of old and embrace your newfound to enter the prosperity of this modern age. Hail Carnifex and hail to the Sith. Victory to Serenno and victory to all!" The masculine voice boomed across the platform before cries of joy erupted throughout the crowed. The Sith dominion of Serenno was concreted and finalized in all the fury of a nova across the continents.

(story completed)​

 

[Adron Malvern]

{5}
Location: Serenno, Carannia City, The Government Building
Allies: [member="Anya Loma"]
Enemies: [member="Darth Banshee"]
Objective: Escape

Approaching the front door Adron's hand ran over the deactivated console, exhaling as he looked at the sealed blast doors before him. There was a manual override to the lock down that could disengage the door's and render the building open for him to leave. However just as he was about to disengage the lock down he felt the Force wash over him, the Dark side flowing freely around him as if a dramatic shift had just occurred. He pulled his hand from the terminal, rounding it to a nearby window. The metallic shudders lowered over the port offered little view of the outside, but the Count could hear the landing of shuttles and he sensed the Darkness of the Sith closing in on him.

"Damn it." He muttered before turning away from the main entrance. "They're faster than I give them credit for." He said, placing a hand on the comm device on his ear. He made his way back into the main hall just as he got in contact with [member="Anya Loma"] once more.

"Anya, do not come for me. I am compromised. I repeat, stay out of Carannia." With that he deactivated the link, leaving him deaf to anything his compatriots may wish to say to him. He could not risk the enemy tracking the signal his comm device gave off so for the time being he would keep it silent. As he turned towards the main hall to figure out a plan he heard the main entrance forced open. "I'm out of time." He whispered before glancing up to a nearby grate, similar to the one he entered the facility in. He leaped up, grabbing the metallic blinds and ripping it from it's host. After tossing the grate back into the vent he leaped up, pulling himself into the hiding spot until he could make his next move. "How the hell do I end up like this?" He muttered.

 

[Teresa Pelles | Darth Pellax]

[member="Darth Banshee"]

Teresa looked at the man who had brought her armor. Although with a simple gesture and a shake of a head she refused it. Right now the robes was enough till she had something that suited her. She turned to face her mentor as she spoke. "Sabrina, did you ever consider that a warning. I mean if you was that easy to kill theud probably have done it sooner. With the conflict going off it made it easy to hide intentions, from let's say the public. Anyway my guess and experience dealing with office types they will have their best closest. My advice use the droids to draw the attention to the wrong side of the building. Make it seem like we are after something else they don't want us to have."

As she spoke the ship landed and her hand reached for her lightsaber. "Maybe they'd be pathetic another to send some of their best to stop the droids. All the while we make a swift entrance, but you know that's just my two credits." The split second before lightening left left Sabrina's had a blaster bolt whizzed past Teresa's head. Her saber would ignight as she leaped towards the few not caught by her mentors attack. She'd cut into the first and send a powerful push out to the second into a concreat statue. She could hear the sound of the transports landing. "It begins, how fun." She said in enjoyment.

 

[Darth Banshee]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Location: Indepandant Military Development hq [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Allies: [member="Teresa Shan"] [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Enemy: [member="Adron Malvern"] [member="Anya Loma"] [member="Ra'a'mah"][/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Equipment: [/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]War Armour[/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt], [/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]Healing Amulet[/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt], Saber[/SIZE]


Apprentice the quickest way to a man's heart, is not through stomach, it stright through the third and fourth rib. We are not here for subterfuge, someone order my death, they are possibly in their. I am not interested in drawing them out, I am only interested in making sure they do not escape. She then saw her frigates land, and the doors opened with a hiss. Then droids began marching out, their red lights in their helmets. A droid command unit came over to her and cybernetic voice asked What are you orders? She smiled and answered, Surround the building, and leave as much here as you can. It replied again, Roger Roger. It went off and droids began marching out, in a single file moving around the building, keeping twenty meters away from it. The few tanks then spread out as well, while the eagles hovered up above. She was nervous, as dukes may bring their own forces soon, so the fury remained cloaked so she could make a get away.

As they surrounded the building she moved to the front door, then lit up her lightsaber. She began to cut into the door, she could just stepped through, but if she did that, the droids could followed. Anyone on the other side of that door would noticed, that her blade was cutting far faster than it should be. She would be in soon with a lot of droids to storm the place. She get to bottom of this, she knew apprentice wanted to play thing subtle, but subtle ended with that wet team coming for, this was now blatant.

 

[Darth Ophidia]

Location: Serenno, creepy cave. Bottom of pit.
Objective: Dungeon Crawling. Find the others.

The bloodshine blade cut through the dark like a streak of cinnabar lightning, blooming black at the hilt. The plasma screeched furiously and spat scarlet sparks as it pierced through carapace and flesh. The myriapod sithspawn threw itself back, doubling over on itself to twist away from the stinger sticking through its corpus. A tail, tipped with a barb, lashed out in its wake.

Eharl threw herself up on her feet, barely avoiding the stinger, and wincing as the pain of her bludgeoned body ripped through her. The centipede clicked its mandibles as it sorted itself, coiling and curling with legs stabbing into the ground like a hundred knives.

Tchk’tchk’tchk

“Come to me, my pret-“

Ophidia stepped to the left, whirling so quick that she felt gravity pull on her broken arm, sparking another jolt of pain. A second sithspawn, arachid in shape, jumped out from the shadows behind her, stabbing into the place where she had stood. Two spots glowed on the back of its carapace where Eharl had hit it with the blaster rifle earlier. She lashed out with the bloodshine blade, severing two of the sharp legs.

The centipede took the chance to pounce at Eharl, but Ophidia was quicker of mind than the old bounty hunter she impersonated. The eyes of the satwas filled her body with a rush that blinded her to the pain and injury she had sustained. As the centipede came rushing, she called on the Force to aid her in a jump, turning in the air. Her feet touched the centipede’s back near the point where she had stabbed it before. It screeched again, this time in pain. Its barbed tail lashed out at her, forcing her to avoid it by crouching down. The tip of her blade intercepted the tail, severing the barb. Then moving into a wider, downward swipe. Cutting through carapace, flesh, and the sand beneath, it left the centipede cleft in twain.

One down, how many more to go?

The Arachnid recovered and came limping back into the fight. Ophidia stepped back twice, giving herself more secure footing while the arachnid threw swipes after her. Miss-stepping, she felt one of her muscles give in; a claw raked her across the cheek: Riposte. In the wake of a swipe, she darted forward – Like a wave crashing towards the shore. – The tip lunged forward like a serpent’s bite, piercing through one of the sithspawn’s eyes. She ran it through to the hilt. It stilled, the Pale shut down her sabre and let out a slow exhale.

Her eyes, burning orange, turned up to the darkness.