End of a Tyrant

[Dredge]

On the remote world of Aurum once a peaceful and lost planet, now a Yuuzhan Vong and Gruag colony and factory world there was a man. Well a Vong but that was not important, this man was the infamous Yuuzhan Vong Supreme Overlord and he was here to check up on a few things. He had killed hundreds of innocent people here on this planets dominion. Their bodies left to rot in the sun for the dragons to feast upon. He had become more and more insane as of late, slowly madness began to ensnare him. Partially due to his loss at the silken asteroids, swing the power the force users wielded he wanted it, he wanted more to destroy them and kill everything that they stood for. So he did something that was bizzare for even his people. The tissue of a Yammosk was added to his brain and he was going through the beginning phases of becoming force sensitive. He had a signature that was masked under his Vonduun crab armor but it had started and the madness crept over him.

Walking through a village of crucified force users and children he stood at the steps of large burnt temple he and his men had fire bombed. "Why?" He said In his native Yuuzhan Vong tongue. That was all he said. Among him were four Yuuzhan Vong hunters and they had been assigned to protect him. With the hordes reformation and new direction Dredge could feel change in the wind. He could feel things now, sense them somewhat. It was gripping at his soul and he wanted nothing more than for it to stop. He awaited the arrival of a certain person. A [member="Tarkass"] an old friend if you would. He needed to talk to him in private and this was the most remote place on the map. Change was going down and yet he did not suspect the people lurking in the shadows ready to put his reign to an end.

[member="Rasu Gan"]
[member="Hasjo Hallu"]
[member="Sarge Potteiger"]

 

[Verret]

(Deleted for the crime of being terrible)

 

[Lord Gaius]

Objective: Escort for Master Rasu Gan
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Hasjo Hallu, Knight of the Silver Jedi Order sat at the controls of his Delta-7 Light Interceptor. He glanced over his shoulder to the astromech droid, R9-LH. "R9, activate deflector shields. Level us out at 11.5 knots." Overlord Dredge, the man who had organised his capture when he was a Padawan, was on the planet of Aurum. Getting on and off the planet would be the hard part. He communicated to [member="Rasu Gan"], moving to intercept a recon picket of the Horde, "I'll handle these, I'll meet you on the surface." R9 began to send a series of bleeps to Hasjo. The pilot signalled Gan's ship once more "I've isolated approach signatures from multiple Yorik-et class battle clusters. And in about thirty seconds, they'll be all over me."

The Nautolan resumed controls of his starfighter. He spoke to the astromech unit, "Jam their comms. We're hitting them hard while they can't call for help." He counted down until he was within their target range, slowly ticking away. The moment it clicked to zero, he slammed the joysticks and dived. Incoming fire swathed the space where his starfighter had been. He spun his vessel, twirling through the void of space to come up behind one of the Yorik-et. He pressed his two gloved thumbs down on the joysticks, blaster fire bursting to life. The ship exploded into a bundle of flames, barreling end over end through space.

@[member="Supreme Overlord Dredge"]