Prophet of Bogan
The wide and expansive galaxy was a dangerous place. Many planets could go dark for any reason, or at the very least certain parts of them, and some may not even bat an eye as to why. Pirate raids, some collateral damage from whatever war was happening nearby, civil war, anything could be the cause. Slave raids as well were an all too common occurrence in many parts of the galaxy, and unfortunately for the denizens of the galaxy, it wasn't simple pirates looking for slaves this time.
A handful of ships that appeared no more than another raider party sped away from the site of their latest haul, their cargo bays full of the few survivors that were deemed good enough to be brought back. But Alisteri knew the presence of the Dark Side when it was apparent. Their simple exteriors hid crews loyal to the Twice Emperor, eagerly fulfilling their dark purpose and bringing more unwilling lambs to the slaughter for their master. Thankfully their mission wouldn't go unopposed this day. "They're preparing to enter hyperspace High Priest, orders?" The masked Knight stared out at the small fleet from the bridge of his frigate Altorius, his gaze having long since turned into a glare at the sight.
"Open fire, target the engines." Without further delay the frigate surged forward from its hiding place amidst an asteroid field, the calm space between it and the fleet soon becoming alight with cannon fire as the frigate opened up on the unaware transports. The few fighters the cultist possessed sped out of the hangar and race towards the ships, the surprise attack soon becoming a battle as they aimed for the weapons of their enemies.
"Any signs of our reinforcements? My master promised assistance on this mission." There was a pause before one of the bridge crew nodded. "Yes sir, it appears that a ship is emerging from hyperspace nearby." The masked Knight nodded and turned way from the battle to take his leave from the bridge, trusting his crew and the captain could finish the fight without his direct commands. "Good. Transmit any messages to my personal communicator and tell the fighters to disable the transports' weapons. We're going to board them."
Dvasia
A handful of ships that appeared no more than another raider party sped away from the site of their latest haul, their cargo bays full of the few survivors that were deemed good enough to be brought back. But Alisteri knew the presence of the Dark Side when it was apparent. Their simple exteriors hid crews loyal to the Twice Emperor, eagerly fulfilling their dark purpose and bringing more unwilling lambs to the slaughter for their master. Thankfully their mission wouldn't go unopposed this day. "They're preparing to enter hyperspace High Priest, orders?" The masked Knight stared out at the small fleet from the bridge of his frigate Altorius, his gaze having long since turned into a glare at the sight.
"Open fire, target the engines." Without further delay the frigate surged forward from its hiding place amidst an asteroid field, the calm space between it and the fleet soon becoming alight with cannon fire as the frigate opened up on the unaware transports. The few fighters the cultist possessed sped out of the hangar and race towards the ships, the surprise attack soon becoming a battle as they aimed for the weapons of their enemies.
"Any signs of our reinforcements? My master promised assistance on this mission." There was a pause before one of the bridge crew nodded. "Yes sir, it appears that a ship is emerging from hyperspace nearby." The masked Knight nodded and turned way from the battle to take his leave from the bridge, trusting his crew and the captain could finish the fight without his direct commands. "Good. Transmit any messages to my personal communicator and tell the fighters to disable the transports' weapons. We're going to board them."
Dvasia