[ENDGAME] Can Not Forgive, Will Not Forget [GA/ME]

Yasha Cadera · May 26, 2018

Can Not Forgive, Will Not Forget
Mandalorian Empire Battle of Sullust

Location: Drop Ship - Sullust Orbit
Objective: Revenge for Myrkr
Allies: Mandalorian Empire [member="Liset Vereen"] @Chekita Awaud [member="Rizann Bralor"] [member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Jake Awaud"] [member="Skosk Fett"] [member="Alkor Centaris"] [member="Raiz Australis"] [member="Nicair Claden"] [member="Tristan Vizsla "][member="Donalia Wren"] [member="Beth Australis"]
Enemies: GA [member="Zark"] [member="Aryn Teth"][member="Spencer Australis"]

How could a government who claimed the moral high ground kill hundreds of civilians by orbitally bombarding a city -and natural wildlife preserve? The Galactic Alliance was falling. Doomed.

Tuulu patched Mand’alor the Infernal’s MBE to the entire troop assembled in the various ships and drop pods heading to Sullust surface. The Infernal stood beside [member="Kaine Australis"], despite his arrest and imprisonment, her loyal General still. She would not allow him to fall. He fought beside her… and she always would reciprocate. The eight foot armoured Epicanthix put her crush gaunt clad hand on Kaine's shoulder as she addressed the troops.

“Mando’ade.

The Galactic Alliance was once a shining star of democracy. A galactic power worthy of our respect. Of our non-interference. Under Mand’alor the Undying, we did them a disservice. We turned on them in battle, then left before firing more than one volley of shots at a military target. We paid for Dagobah on Dagobah, with the orbital bombardment of our position. The deaths of our troops.

The Jetii refused to let this lie. They came to Myrkr and where we shot military in battle, they murdered civilians by the hundreds. We fought them off our world, yet our memories are long.

Our people must be avenged. Now The Sith Empire destroys the Alliance, and it is our time. Our time to avenge our fallen!

Our time to take reparations for Myrkr!

We go to fight for our honour! To end their military! We fight to destroy their guns and their war machine!

Take what is valuable! End military targets! Leave the civilians alone!

For Mandalore!!

OYA!”

The drop pods full of Mandalorians and their vehicles zoomed down from their carrier ships. Mand’alor the Infernal locked into her place, beating on her shoulders as she began the Dha Werda Verda.

Nicair Claden · May 26, 2018

Sullust System
Landing Craft
Objective: Maybe find something cool

Allies: Various Mandalorians
Enemies: Anybody else

Nicair wasn't here for vengeance or even redemption. He himself had been absent from the Mandalorians for many years, had missed Myrkr entirely. But blood begets blood, it's the way the galaxy works. He had the honor of being in the landing craft with the Mand'alor and her closest general. He was one of few that cared much for honor, but he respected it greatly when it was given. The tomahawk he had received from a Mand'alor past had spent too long without tasting true battle. True war.

It had been long too since he had participated in a Dha Werda Verda. When he had been called to war it had been clandestine operations or raids where stealth was needed and thus such a thing was never used. This was not the case on this occasion. This was adrenaline, bloodshed, urban combat. This was the war he had been searching for. For the first time in many years, he smiled a genuine smile.

GhostOfProtocol · May 26, 2018

Posting as: Some NPC Admiral Guy

The Dutchman's Bane

Hyperspace - Enroute to Sullust

853 ABY

Everything was silent.

Everyone knew what they were about to do. No-one questioned what they had been ordered to do, or if they did they didn't question it vocally. The transfer of The Dutchman's Bane from the outer rim back to Mandalore was just the first signal that war was coming. Everyone knew who they were going to battle with, everyone knew who the target was. Every member of Clan Australis had lost someone during Myrkr, and even though the Mandalorians had won, it had come at such a cost.

Commodore Jeffery Bolton stood, looking out of the view screen on the war bridge of The Dutchman's Bane. He had never met it's previous owner, he had never met [member="Kei Raxis"] but he'd heard rumours about the man. The man was ruthless and dangerous and apparently his crew were similar, trained to be coldhearted killers. They followed orders with ease, followed orders without even thinking about it.

Jeffery Bolton had been named admiral of the fleet. It was a temporary role but he understood it's important. Jeffery Bolton would be leading the full armada of the Mandalorian Empire to Sullust, he would give the order to fire everything that they had. He would give the order to destroy the fleet of the Galactic Alliance, give the order to finish everything that was thrown at then. Jeffery Bolton would have to be ruthless.

The stars streaked around the oncoming storm. The armada was ready, so many flagships together with the largest support fleet that the Mandalorian Empire could muster and could pull together. The Terror Australis was besides the orb of death, The Hellwolf leading the charge. The Valkyrie was towards the back, another ship ready to charge the Alliance and give them hell, destroy everything they owned with ease.

Everything they owned would burn.

Jeffery looked to his left. The man he had named his First Officer looked up from a terminal, nodding. He pulled a leaver and pressed a button, opening a communications channel throughout the entire fleet. Jefferey would give the words of wisdom, words of calming. He would keep the commanders of the ships calm and at ease, ready to follow his orders with ease. Everything would work and the Galactic Alliance would burn.

"They came to OUR home. They burned OUR forests. They hurt OUR children. They destroyed OUR ships. They fought OUR soldiers. They killed OUR men. We can't let them get away with this. Tonight, they pay for what they did to Clan Australis and Myrkr. Tonight we BURN the Galactic Alliance, we BURN everything they own. We burn their former capital to the ground and we show the Galactic Alliance what we can do. We give the Galactic Alliance a message."

"We are not afraid"

Dar'yaim Balor · May 26, 2018

Location: Drop Ship Sullust Orbit
Objective: Smash, destroy, and kill
Allies: ME
Enemies: The GA and their friends

Rizaan’s altered blood ran with the Mando’ade assault core today. As the Mand’alor the Infernal [member="Yasha Mantis"] spoke of revenge and to spare civilian lives.... Rizzan seemed a little indifferent to the words spoken, as he pulled out the clip taking another look at the ammo within. It was not a sign of disrespect. In was just he felt no remorse, thanks to the vong tech pumping through his veins. The orders were clear. However if the order was to slaughter them all, Rizzan would have no objection.

With a heavy click, the clip was fasten tight back into his rifle. Not far away Yasha and [member="Kaine Australis"] were talking privately about something. There was enough noise among those gathered, he could not hear even if he tried. No Rizzan just slid back the hammer loading a round into the chamber. Soon he was going to be given the green light to start the killing. It was the only thought on his mind!

Tristan Wren · May 26, 2018

Location: Drop Ship Sullust Orbit
Objective: Revenge
Allies: Mandalorian Empire Liset Vereen @Chekita Awaud Rizann Bralor Keira Ticon Jake Awaud Skosk Fett Alkor Centaris Raiz Australis Nicair Claden Donalia Wren Beth Australis
Enemies: The GA and their friends

Tristan added his voice to the battlecry. "OYA!" Tristan Wasn't on Myrkr that day to see it go down. That didn't stop him from hearing the stories.Stories of atrocities committed on non military personal. innocent men, women and children. This so past unhonorable.He
wished the relatives of those killed could have been taken in by Mando'ade and gotten their revenge. He fidgeted with his helmet Trying to contain himself till he drops down on planet. His hands positioned themselves on the eyes above his visors as if he wanted to gouge them out. in reality being what he wanted to do to the enemy. He flipped his helmet over in his hands slipping on his head. he cuffed up his long hair from the back with his other hand to fold it into the helmet. it wouldn't be long now until they touched down.We do what we came to do, get out but if it was up to Tristan they would Glass the whole planet from orbit just to send a message to others.

Asantas · May 26, 2018

Sullust System
Aboard the Mandalorian landing ships
Objective : Prepare to fight and loot, loot and fight

Allies : @Yasha Mantis [member="Kaine Australis"] [member="Spencer Australis"]and the ME
Enemies : GA

She sat and listened to the speeches of Mand'alor as she loaded up her gear she was excited to give the GA a good black eye after what happened on Myrkr as well as explore what the Jetise are hiding and maybe find some new toys to play with while she was down there, She wouldn't be bringing her full arsenal that would take far to many hands to even use half of it so she simply brought her broom stick her meele weapons and her newest edition to her bladed arsenal the Orar Kal that was recently created and she was itching to try it out among a few other items and toys. She wouldnt take her bes'ulik with her this time another time she might bring it along to play but for now she had looting among other things to do down below, She heard there was some interesting Jedi toys down there perhaps she can find a few to use for herself later down the road while she waited for the carrier to drop her off to battle.

Jake Awaud · May 26, 2018

Location: Sullust Airspace
Objective: Clear Landing Site for the Dropship / Bomb Military Instillation

Jake was in his personalized Starfighter and escorting two squadrons of Bombers that were donated to the battle by the UTC. They were armed with some of the most deadly bombs that could be donated to the battle, Sondari Dumb Torps. There target was the SoroSuub Centerplex for the Mando High Command.

"All right ladies, orders as follows," Jake sat in his fighter looking over the scanner, "Battlemaster Kaine and the Mand'alor no Civilian Casualties, they want it and we will get the job done," He adjusted a little in his seat to get comfortable, "These Bombs are devastating though effective, so to minimize collateral damage the squadrons are ordered to perform Dive Bomb Manuvers, Bombers you will launch your Proton Torpedo at 5,000 meters and pull off and regroup in high orbit, fighters we will escort the torpedo to hid its tracks and peel off at 1,200 meters before impact, Our main target is the SoroSuub Centerplex main entrance and the landing bays for our dropships, command wants this place as a Forward Operation Base for the destruction of this planets military forces."

After he sent the calculations needed to perform the maneuver to his Squadron he heard some of the men respond, "For Mandalore!!"

Jake was here in service of his Clan, Jaster sent in weapons and ships to pack up the operations. To that man, money was money, and it did not matter that he had a trade agreement with the GA. He represented the best of what Clan Awaud had to offer, he did not care for revenge and what not. He was given a mission and he would see it to the end, he had no love for the GA, and using weapons that were partly funded by GA Trade Agreement Money just seemed like a bitter pill to swallow.

The Fighter and Bombers turned into the atmosphere of the planet and dipped into the planets surface with their noses aimed at the ground. All 8 of the bombers let two missiles fly and then peeled off to return to a Jaraden-Class Fleet Carrier also donated by the UTC to keep all fighters and bombers supplied through the campaign. Following as closely to the Torpedoes as they could, the fighters began to fire their weapons on the ground, gunning down any unlucky soul who was outside the protection of their shield. Shooting their own Proton Torpedoes to mask the weapons trail of the Stealth Bombs, the peeled off as well.

As Jake Flew off and the Complex was to his rear, an explosion all around the shielded complex began to shake the ground and air. A total of 16 Firegem-Baradium-357 tipped warhead created a massive smoke cloud of dirt and smoke around the perimeter of the building. The Shield flickered and began to fail as the massive eruption of a near nuclear explosion bombed its power to a overload amount. Jake looked back to see that the shield was failing and all instillation around it were now in ruins. He turned his radio to General [member="Kaine Australis"], "Battlemaster, SoroSuub is ready for invasion, we used just enough explosives to weaken the shields, and sent a warning over a wide broadcast to warn the civilians and military forces, expect heavy infantry resistance, though vehicles and towers are down for the count, call if you need air support sir."

He ordered his wing to fall back to High Orbit where they would rearm at the carrier and assist admiral Bolton ([member="Spencer Australis"]) in combat above the planets surface.

Squadron:

Lovers Quarrel, 16 Starbird Elite Fighter, 8 TCW Bombers

Gaia Sunaris Cadera · May 26, 2018

Beth didn't care so much about the speech or revenge for Myrkr. She knew she should have cared more about the GA vicious attack on her people. After all, Myrkr was kind of her home. It was her father's home, Cassiopeia's and Raiz's home. Did Beth really have a home, home? She was on Mygeeto for so long. Then, Myrkr. But just as soon as she was there, she was on Concordia with [member="Gray Raxis"] and [member="Baiko no Kaho"]. Her time was split there and between [member="Yasha Mantis"]. That was her home, now. How many more times would her home switch, though? She just wasn't in the mood for inspiring speeches or revenge.

She was just glad she was able to see [member="Kaine Australis"] for a little bit of time. She had lost him as soon as she got him in her life. She stood beside him, squeezing his hand tightly. At least Yasha let her visit him often. It made up for the separation. It could have been worse, after all.

In either case, the girl wore WESTAR rogue armor that had a large, red + on it - she would be using this time to assist Gray in evacuating and clearing the civvies. She wouldn't be primarily fighting as much as keeping those who weren't in combat safe and sound while the rest bashed skulls and looted. The helmet was clipped onto her belt, nearby a small blaster pistol was also there. Beth had meditated and was fully charged in terms of her Force, so she was also prepared to use emerald lighting if any danger came near her, Gray, or the civilians from GA/hostile forces.

For now, though, she enjoyed the company of her father. She knew she'd be separated from him to work with Gray on keeping civilians safe, but squeezed his hand again. It was almost time.

[member="Jake Awaud"] | [member="Lisset Australis"] | [member="Tristan Wren"] |[member="Rizann Bralor"] |[member="Spencer Australis"] |[member="Nicair Claden"]

Aedan Miles · May 26, 2018

Aedan Miles sat sipping some booze as he watched the various drop pods descending from the skies towards Sullust. His own men sat in various freighters some using CIS IFF codes others using GA IFF codes. He leaned back and chuckled the freighters will filled almost to bursting with various types of crew from bride crew members to engineers. Some freighters were full of Red Fang who would serve as security they would hopefully strike directly at the shipyards and take what ships were almost completed for their own use. These ships would serve in the fleet he was creating for the Mando'ade people.

Acaleus Thorn · May 27, 2018

"Needles, some of the Galactic Empire are retreating. Deploy into their base" said jumping after his ship hangar was emptied. Everyone follow him with their foot jet pack. They were in a test of abilities, but Acaleus was confident that his troops would do the job. The job was clearing the area, enemies death or alive if they surrender

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Their fortress was mid way taking the machinery and other crates full of minerals away. Mercenaries for now. All veteran, all wanting to become rich while their leaders where on the run, all knowing they would face armies trying to steal the wealth they got in hand. They were guarding the main wall and controlling the turrets. But they didnt knew that they would face Acaleus. The fortress had scanners and security, with starfighters roaming the skies while the cargo ships were taking crates into the orbit and dropping into hyperspace. The two idiots watching inside didnt took think that Acaleus could become invisible with his cloak, although who could blame them "To the second position"

The Needles passed by the main wall without killing or alerting anyone. Just as Acaleus expected. Just as he train them. The turrets were the real problem, so each one prepare to engage with their bows. The assassin managed to get to a high point, waiting for everyone to be in position "Now!" the arrows struck the soldiers without setting any alarm on. The next phase would be using those same turrets against them.

[member="Yasha Mantis"] [member='Kaine Australis']

Skosk Fett · May 27, 2018

Allies: @Mavarah [member="Beth Australis"] [member="Kaine Australis"] [member="Yasha Mantis"] [member="Jake Awaud"] [member="Acaleus Thorn"] [member="Aedan Miles"] [member="Lisset Australis"] [member="Tristan Wren"] [member="Rizann Bralor"] [member="Spencer Australis"] [member="Nicair Claden"]
Enemies: GA and Friends
Location: Landing on Sullest Surface

Objective: Find Vulnerable targets, and assist in taking out any fortifications, armor, or large groups of infantry

Troops: http://starwarsrp.net/topic/127756-dinn-squad/#entry1776530
Vehicles:

As quickly as Skosk Became an Australis was as quickly his new Alor had become a criminal needing to repay his debts. Duty called the patriotic captain to the front however, he would not just be bringing Dinn Squad to the fray. Today the loyal clansmen would be fielding the Doorknocker in it's first debut on the battlefield. The demolitions expert would have Dinn squad command the other thirty three member's that would be with them operating this siege canon . The transport would land on the front lines with the thousands of warriors of the mandode. As a good and close battle buddy of Beth much of his heart went out to her. The giant had lost his mother in his previous life as an arueliti, but Beth was a tough gal. The monster of a being had supreme confidence that she could make it through the hardships she was facing. Much like she did with mygeto. The horned being looked at his angel , and poured his heart out to her as well, "Stay close to us, you are too valuable for me to lose. You are my cyar'ka , mine and I will be sodding pissed if you get hurt! Now enough of the soft moments fly away and help our people, bring sodding glory to mand'alor! Shrething farcing frack! I WANT TO BLOW SOMTHING UP!"

The crazed brute spoke on the MBE, "This is Captain Skosk Australis ,the doorknocker is prepared to make massive explosions! Just order us to our first objective, YAYAYAYAYAYA!" , the towering Juggernaut screamed. "Alpha Six , get down below , I want you to prep our primary canon. Alpha team stay with me at the main area I want your advice on where to hit certain targets should I need it. Pathfinder, patrol the area we dont want any possible sabotage to take place here." . The Captain paused before continuing to give orders , excitement flowed through the veteran of eighty fifth street. Vengeance would be there's , the yellow eyed being looking through his T-Visor at bravo team , "You know what to do, take command of our flak canon teams. Direct there fire at any infantry making there way too us. Battle Stations , Prepare to land ! OYAAAAAAA!" .

The crew began taking their position's, Dinn squad had proven it's worth in battle in taking out many groups of infantry, and armor in the battle to save mand'alor from her kidnappers. Today, they would show their prowess as an elite siege unit . Without response, Dinn squad made their way to command sections of the siege canon and their operatives as ordered. The focus of the armored workhorse was clear, he needed to find targets to take out. Whether he would be ordered to lay the boom did not really matter, something was going to be destroyed. The beast of a machine would begin grinding it's tracks as it made its way off the ramp.

Seris Vant · May 28, 2018

Allies: Mandalorian
Enemies:GA & Friends
Location: Outskirts Of The Capital
Objective: Support & Destroy

Lining up her rifle to the target again. Slowly breathing in and out. Taking all the time needed to get everything right. Seris held her breath then pulled the trigger. Another clean kill. The Alliance soldier dropped like a heavy sack of Corellian potatoes. Too bad this didn't feel at all, worthy. Worth the time. Perhaps bad descriptions for the mission. Not honorable. That was it. Mandalorian's sought honor in combat. To fight worthy foes and prove yourself against them. Fighting the sick man of the galaxy wasn't really fitting of that. They could have at least struck in the Core Worlds where the real action was. Here they were though, picking off the scraps of Sullust, how was that for it all. Sure some folks and kids died on Myrkr. How many civilians were to die today though because of them?

"This is Vant. Enemy position cleared. You're free to move up. I'll be moving to support others, good luck."

Breaking cover she started down a small ridge towards the city. Fighting all around was pretty fierce. The Alliance certainly had an advantage over them out here being on the defense with the rocky and uneven terrain. Nothing they couldn't overcome though with droppod troops and air support.

Yasha Cadera · May 28, 2018

Location: Sullust, Ground
Objective: Revenge for Myrkr
Allies: Mandalorian Empire [member="Lisset Australis"] @Chekita Awaud [member="Rizann Bralor"] [member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Jake Awaud"] [member="Skosk Australis"] [member="Alkor Centaris"] [member="Raiz Australis"] [member="Nicair Claden"] [member="Tristan Wren"] [member="Donalia Wren"] [member="Beth Australis"] [member="Spencer Australis"]
Enemies: GA [member="Zark"] [member="Aryn Teth"] [member="Livia Maddox"]

Kaine’s hand clapped on her back, as he roared an assent to Yasha’s speech. The battlecries were effective to fill the hold with adrenaline. The Dha Werda Verda peppered through her, this expression of the vode.

‘I owe the Jetiise a visit, then Sorosuub HQ. They owe me for Barataria. Sorosuub owes us for Myrkr. Our larders are less than full. Yes. You may go with me.’ A certain modicum of joviality marked her whisper, playing in with the readout on Kaine’s buy’ce.

“I want every single defensive, aggressive stronghold, every military person, and position destroyed. Anyone with a gun in their hands. Try and catch up.” Dinn Squad, led by Skosk Australis, were already on the ground prepping the field to the south, but her drop ships needed an entry vector without flak guns pulverizing their exit positions.

Mand’alor the Infernal clicked her fingers, and the pilot opened the drop pod hatch 50m over Sullust. She rushed out of the drop ship, jumping into free-fall with her Rekr Karyatesa Hammer in her crush gaunt.

Free-falling, Yasha charged her hammer’s repulsers, and fell straight into a Sullustan heavy gunner position, swinging her war hammer and with a gigantic echoing crack, destroyed it.

Recharge in… 5… 4… 3… 2… 1

Landing in a crouch, Yasha ran straight into the thick of a rousing group of Sullustan Galactic Alliance infantry, and let loose an uncanny charge of lightning, which arced through them and levelled the troop.

Her Mandalorians required a clean entry point. Mand’alor the Infernal saw it done.

“Heard, [member="Seris Vant"]. Continue as planned. Australis! Catch up!”

Livia Maddox · May 28, 2018

Location: Sullust, Space
Objective: Defend the Shipyards
Allies: GA [member="Zark"] [member="Aryn Teth"] @Livia Maddox
Enemies: Mandalorian Empire [member="Lisset Australis"] @Chekita Awaud [member="Rizann Bralor"] [member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Jake Awaud"] [member="Skosk Australis"] [member="Alkor Centaris"] [member="Raiz Australis"] [member="Nicair Claden"] [member="Tristan Wren"] [member="Donalia Wren"] [member="Beth Australis"] [member="Spencer Australis"]

The Mandalorians thundered in with a fleet, which defied all logic and reason. The career Captain, attached tangentially to the failing Galactic Alliance Navy, nearly choked on her tea as the hyperspace entry distortions played so loudly on her sensor staff’s consoles that the entire Command Deck thought Ensign Livet had once again hacked his ‘Hooman Moosic’ album to the Sikke Vahan’s internal comms.

“Call the Sv’yato Fleet back from perimeter! Raise shields! Spread the ship clusters, and open a channel to the Mandalorian fleet!” Livia slammed her teacup down hard enough to crack the handle, and limped back to her command chair.

“Mandalorian Fleet, Mandalorian Fleet. You have entered sovereign Sullustan Airspace. Cease and Desist, or you will be fired upon. Repeat, this is Captain Livia Maddox of the Royal Sabarene Sv’Yato Fleet. Cease your maneuvers.” She sliced her finger across her neck and the comm officer cut off the holotransmission, scattering it to the fleet.

“Ma’am! Mandalorians have made the surface. What are our orders?”

“Our benefactors hired us to watch the air. I’m not bloody well doing both! Power forward cannons. Fire across their bow…. Fire!”

The battle for Sullust had begun.

Destroyers:

Sikke Vahan
FCN Pra’Kara: San Hill Class Star Destroyer - Commanded by TBA
FCN Vi'Nu: San Hill Class Star Destroyer - Commanded by TBA

Cruisers:
FCN Sri'Usha: Argente Class Assault Cruiser
Argente Class Assault Cruiser
Argente Class Assault Cruiser
Argente Class Assault Cruiser
Argente Class Assault Cruiser
Argente Class Assault Cruiser
Argente Class Assault Cruiser
Argente Class Assault Cruiser
Ventress Class Light Cruiser
Ventress Class Light Cruiser
Ventress Class Light Cruiser

Carriers:
Yash: Sevrance Class Light Carrier
Tirta: Sevrance Class Light Carrier
Divya: Sevrance Class Light Carrier
Lochan Wodrata Class Pod Carrier

Corvette:
Indra: Stratus Class Light Corvette
Kavi Raste: Stratus Class Light Corvette

GhostOfProtocol · May 28, 2018

Posting as: Jeffery Bolton

The Dutchman's Bane

Sullust

853 ABY

Everyone smiled.

The full armada of The Mandalorian Empire phased back into real space. They all knew what they were planning to do, exactly how many lives would be lost during this battle above Sullust. The Galactic Alliance would lose so much during this battle if they didn't order a tactical retreat, they would lose so much if they didn't step aside and let the armada take Sullust by force. They would lose so much, so many lives would be ended here.

Jeffery stood up, hands clasped behind his back as he looked out onto the warzone. The defensive fleet of Sullust was hardly a threat, it would be crushed in a flurry of fire. They would be the first casulties, the first step in getting revenge for Myrkr. They would be just victims of war, no-one would remember who they were. They would be just names on murial, names carved into a stone. People would claim to remember them but no-one would.

"Incoming communication request"

Jeffery looked to the communications officer, nodding. He didn't need an image, he didn't care who he was fighting against. He had a message for the commander of the fleet, whoever it was. They would step aside or they would be killed, everything they had destroyed in an instant.

"As you can see, my dear. We hold the bigger fleet, the bigger armada. Step aside, or we will finis.."

Then the Alliance shot at them. The sheilds would hold fine, that wasn't the issue. The issue was that they hadn't even given him time to respond, give his orders. He was offended that they'd even attempted to fire at the large armada of the Mandalorian Empire. Jeffery sighed softly, ordering the communication channels closed. He'd given the Alliance time to step aside and they had chosen to fire upon him.

"Fire the Gravatic Cannons on the Hell Wolf. Target that Mon Calamari"

Tristan Wren · May 28, 2018

Location: Sullust, Ground
Objective: Destroy supplies caches and capture supply routes
Allies: Mandalorian Empire Lisset Australis @Chekita Awaud Rizann Bralor Keira Ticon Jake Awaud Skosk Australis Alkor Centaris Raiz Australis Nicair Claden Donalia Wren Beth Australis Spencer Australis
Enemies: GA Zark Aryn Teth Livia Maddox

" Elevator to hell going down" he jokingly said to the men in his drop pod as it descended to the planets surfaces. Tristan was the first to get up and exit the pod with one foot in the dirt and another still in the pod he looked back at his men in the pod throwing his hand forward and yelling " For Manda'lore " as he rushed out of the pod followed by his squad. In any offensive military operation Supply routes,supplies and logistics were key to capturing/Destroying. Without Food/clean water, munitions or medical supplies even the toughest most determined enemy will wither away in a few days.In terms of Supply routes they need to be occupied in order to halt supplies arriving to major cites or bases. That's what Tristan and his men were meant to accomplish.

Tristan lead his men he could feel the intense heat of the planet they made their way across Dark burnt ground. across rivers of flowing lava to reach their first target a major supply depot. Making their way underground Tristan advised his men to try and be stealthy on the decent down They began to creep until the depot was in sight from what Tristan could tell the defenses were moderate only a few Jedi guardians and military personal. Tristan hypothesized that most of the heavy defenses had been moved to heavier parts of the larger battle.Tristan had half of his men move to the opposite side of the depot. "jus take helds, caggoz, sealer, driimai ,ubi pannodth ,rennovog And chart Move to the south side of the depot. Go wild on my mark " with a simple nod Jus took his squad to the
opposite side of the depot and awaited Tristan signals" Dusser get up here and put a charge on that wall" The blue Beskar'gam wearing
Demolition specialist followed orders planting a shape charge on the wall. the rest of the squad including Dussar and Tristan lined up on opposite sides of the charge within 2 seconds the charge went off blowing a large chunk of the way. immediately Tristan and his half of the squad flooded though the hole blasters blazing around the same time Jus and his half of the squad immerged over the wall via their jetpacks doing some blasting of their own. The normal troops fell almost to easy being almost none left after a seconds of immense fire power being rained down on them bythe 2 groups of mandos. The Jedi naturally offered a tougher resistance.Tristan shot his Scattergun in rapid succuion at a jedi approaching him the young Jedi couldn't keep his blast deflections up as multiple slugs found their marks in the jedis shoulder,neck.chest and arms.He collapsed to the floor his purple blade fading away into the hilt of his lightsaber in front of Tristan still trying to fight though the obvious serious wounds. With no more shells left he pulled his weststar-35 from his hip putting 2 rounds in the Jedi's Face . flipping the pistol back in his holster he quickly reloaded 5 shells into the tube magazine of the semi-auto shotgun

.Tristan and his side of the squad continued to sweep though the base killing many Jedi eventfully Jus side of the squad rejoined Tristans side for the final push on the main supply room.as they opened the door they were greeted with a massive force push sending Tristan and his men flying back. Tristan wasn't down for long. it was obvious this was a far more skilled jedi than the one he faces outside. Popping shells off at the jedi they were easily reflected not one slug finding a mark. But this is what Tristan wanted to keep him nusy deflecting his shots so he wouldn't be worries about his feet.Aimming his left arm at the jedis feet he fired a high tension wire that wrapped itself tightly around the ankles of the Jedi. Tristan instantly pulled upwards puling the jedi off his feet and onto his back that when Tristan went in for the kill using the same vembarce that had the wire he fired his wrist mounted flame projector at the helpless jedi on the ground. The flames engulfed the wire leading from his wrist and then the Jedi's body on the ground causing a set of blood curtsying screams to erupt from the jedi. as she was roasted alive. not wanting to run his flame throwers fual supply dry he stopped half way though roasting leaving a crispy Jedi on the floor.with a simple push of a button the high tension wire was released from his vembrace Before he could Turn around Jus spoke to him

" Causality report, we lost Ubi,sealer,helds,Jaxs,and Carggoz " Tristan walked away activating the coms in his helmet speaking " This Is Wren the Supply depot is under our control those bastards wont be getting resupplied" Cutting his coms off he spoke to Jus " gather our fallen we need to be their bodies back home at the soonest possibility, This is the only the beginning. "

Nicair Claden · May 28, 2018

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Auuqlcom6tM

His blood quickened, he had missed this. He had chosen to jump from the drop ship carrying him. It wasn't near as high up as Mand'alor's, but he had grown impatient. While he was falling he pulled out his beskar tomahawk and his pistol, "Hullcracker". His fighting style was far different than what most had seen. It was a little something he picked up in his wanderings. While he was mobile and there was still a shock value the pairing would work, but once the fighting grew more intense he would trade out his pistol for his beskad. Both melee weapons were gifts from warriors who were either dead or faded into the background of the galaxy.

He wasn't very far behind one [member="Kaine Australis"] and his warriors. Nicair had never seen the Australis fight in person, but what he could gather from rumors was that he was in for a treat, as were their foes. An orbital shelling before a ground assault was a beautiful thing to start his day with. His landing was slowed with the aid of the jump pack, it didn't stop him from landing in a squat. Once his boots were on the ground he took a quick scan of his surroundings. The bodies around him were mostly dead, if they weren't they would be within seconds. There was one human off to his right whose vitals were relatively healthy, considering. His first kill of the day wasn't going to be as fulfilling as he had hoped.

Stalking over to the young man he placed his boot on the padawan's upper sternum. He was in rough shape, most of his left leg was gone and there was sure to be shrapnel scattered throughout his body. When Nicair put pressure on his chest he groaned and sputtered something akin to a plead or a beg. He was sure this one was a padawan at that moment. A Jedi would never beg to begin with, and they would know not even to consider it during an invasion with this magnitude. Nicair pointed his disruptor at the padawan's head and would have pulled the trigger had a lightsaber not been arcing for his neck. He lunged back, keeping his foot on the young man's chest where he had pushed off. The blade changed directions in an attempt to displace his leg at the knee. He lifted his leg so that the blade met his shin plate in something called a "check". Mostly it was used when someone was going to kick his leg and he would block it with his own shin, turns out it transfers pretty well.

His foot came back down on the boy's throat, not enough to crush his trachea, but enough to make it incredibly uncomfortable. In one motion he holster his pistol and drew his beskad while swinging his tomahawk from high to low across the Jedi's torso. It didn't connect, which is what he was anticipating. He needed room to operate and he got it. The Jedi liked to say they had purged emotion from themselves and had forsaken most connections, but they valued the life of their padawans and apprentices more than anything else. Nicair dug his heel into the padawan's neck. The female Jedi's face contorted for just a moment into a look of anger, a vein pulsed ever so slightly in her neck. He grinned.

The Jedi thrust forward with her saber into his chest, Nicair brought his beskad around to almost push it off to the side. His tomahawk he twisted around and struck the back of her head with the blunt side. He was playing with his food. Her saber came back around towards his shoulder. He stopped it with his beskad and jabbed her in the stomach with the top of his tomahawk. He could hear the sound of the breath leave her body. She had the strength to stay upright and put up some sort of guard. Her stance was staggered, one foot in front of the other. He sent a shin kick to her lead inside knee. Nicair had spent years turning his body into a weapon, without the armor his kicks had cracked bone, with the shin plating it shattered it completely. She screamed and dropped to her good knee. Playtime was over, he brought the tomahawk down on the back of her skull. The crack of bone as the edge lodged itself was music to his ears.

He pulled out the weapon and stalked back to the boy, he didn't have much time left. Nicair placed his boot back on his throat and gave a vicious thrust downwards. That was two. It was going to be a pleasant time.

Lyn-Char Beorht · May 28, 2018

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P1k5zo0w6N8

APPROACHING JEDI SENTINEL TRAINING CENTER
Nearby: [member="Kaine Australis"] - [member="Yasha Mantis"] - [member="Lisset Australis"] - [member="Nicair Claden"]

Few events sent out a disturbance in the Force quite like the destruction of an academy. Fury, terror, desperation -- they weren't just words. To Lyn, who'd been through this situation before right down to the volcanic world, those emotions were tangible. He couldn't help but drink them in, a little at a time. The empathic scent of a Jedi massacre permeated him whether or not he wanted it to. There were downsides to being a Zeltron and a farseer simultaneously.

The first door he found had taken a series of disruptor impacts and melted away from its hinges. Under the slag, he could just make out the charred outline of a dead Jedi. Lyn gestured once, abruptly, and the half-solid metal peeled away from a scorched lightsaber. Then the saber's hilt peeled away too. A blue spark, a crystal, accelerated to his palm and disappeared into his pocket. The Jedi of this day and age still had their uses, and the Mandalorians' taste in loot might leave him plenty to work with. He stepped over the mess; the edge of his armorweave cloak smoldered against the slag but didn't catch fire.

He followed bloody Mandalorian footprints inside the academy. Not too far ahead, he heard violence. He stooped and grabbed a handful of volcanic gravel, then continued on. A Jedi temple didn't fall every day. There'd be value here.

"Please," one of the bodies whispered. "Please, please..." Half a hand clutched at his boot, and he stopped, kneeling. The dying boy might have been Mando, might have been some kind of armored Jedi -- an explosion had torn enough away to make identification impractical. Once upon a time, a career or two ago, Lyn could have used Jedi healing skills to stabilize him. Those days were long gone.

"There's not much I can do for you, son," Lyn said. "Water and a quick death is about all I can offer."

At a shaky nod, Lyn pulled out his small canteen and poured a final drink into the boy's mouth. He gestured once above the burned chest, and the boy's heart stopped abruptly. The bloodshot eyes bugged out and stayed that way, frozen in death.

Lyn stood up and made the canteen disappear into his robe. "Sleep well," he said, and moved on.

Dar'yaim Balor · May 28, 2018

Location: Sullust, some base
Objective: Smash, destroy, and kill
Allies: ME
Enemies: The GA and their friends

Through the HUD the hulking brute wearing titian-class assault armor noticed the [member="Yasha Mantis"] jump out an out a drop hatch. Rizzan was already posed for action. The gate was open and the race was on. Like a bull only seeing red he charged straight for the hatch.

Dripping with ruthless aggression Riz with one hand pushed the pilot out of the way and dove right through the hatch, helm first.

A flurry of lights flashed within Rizzan’s HUD, between possible targets on the ground to info on his drop through the atmosphere. The Clan Bralor Alor’ad fell through the air being and to the right of the Mand’alor. The lost Alderaan prince did not assume what the Mand’alor’s goal was. He just knew his new objective was to watch the Mand’alor’s six.

When the Mand’alor zeroed in on her victims, Rizzan found his…

To the right of Yasha flank, several meters away from her area assault was Riz’s drop. Coming in fast a thunk rang out. A burst of fire launched out the shoulder mounted viper-2 grenade launcher on Rizzan’s left shoulder.

The flash of light streaked across the sky towards it destination. From the velocity it took only seconds for the grenade to hit its target location. The super heated plasma exploded launching Alliance troopers into the air and shaking an armored mobile weapons platform. The tank shook and it delayed it from getting a bearing on the Mand’alor’s position.

Rizzan was still coming in hot. Activating the Sky-Strike Jump Pack, Rizzan shifted his freefall and he landed next to the tank. Even slowing down his drop, the impact caved in some pavement.

By now the tank’s turret was beginning to swivel around, again. Not waiting for it to line up a shoot on Yasha, Rizaan launched into motion.

Letting his rifle fall lose, letting his shoulder strip keep the weapon close. Rizzan Grabbed hold for the heavy piece of machinery. His crushguantlets dug in. Ripping and tearing into metal. Letting up as if his was curling heavy weights in the gym, the servos in his powered armor began to whine. Combined with the strength of the Vong Tech empowering him, the massive weight of the tank moved.

In uncanny feet of strength the beast flipped the vehicle over in the middle of the street. This was a bold tactical move as he knew there were Alliance troopers bearing down on his position. He stood alone out numbered. But he stood to deny the enemy an advance on one of the Mand’alor’s flanks.

Asantas · May 28, 2018

Sullust Airspace
Objective : The Jedi Sentinel Training Center
Allies : [member="Yasha Mantis"] and the Mando'ade: [member="Kaine Australis"]

The moment Mand'alore and the others poured out she leaped out with the grace of a Panther on the hunt as she used the Automatic Shotgun she had to cleaved through one Jedi that tried to swing at her leaving the twi'lek females two Cyan blades on the ground that Lisset went and grabbed for later, As she moved she dodged blaster fire a couple bolts struck the side of her left shoulder plate but only left burns agains't the personal shield she was already enjoying herself and she only just got here she wanted to find more she kept near the Grand Admiral as she kept firing at any soldiers or Jedi that got near her as she kept pressing the charge with her fellow Mando brothers and sisters collecting along the way, Just more weapons to add to her already vast arsenal to fiddle and play with later.

[ENDGAME] Can Not Forgive, Will Not Forget [GA/ME]

Mom'alor

The Iron Heart

The OOC One

Bent But Unbowed

Character

The Doctor is in

Evaar'la Awaud

It's a cat-astrophe!

Pirate King

CEO of Enryu Corp

Skosk Fett

Guest

The Unsung Hero

Mom'alor

Captain Fury

The OOC One

Character

The Iron Heart

It's a new dawn

Bent But Unbowed

The Doctor is in

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