Kardir Polemarch
Sith; The ancient nemesis of the Jedi. Said to be the very bane of the Galaxy, many times over have the stars suffered the atrocities and abominations born by the Sith. And yet, the latest darkness unveiled came not by Sith, nor by Imperial hands... But from the Galactic West; Beyond the reaches of the Unknown Regions... The Brotherhood of the Maw...
Led by the guiding hands of the Heathen Priests, the marauder hordes of the Brotherhood have laid waste upon the Chiss Ascendancy. A brutal genocidal campaign, stretching all across the Ascendancy's domain. And so, the carnage reigns; Csila, ancient birthplace of the race, is gone. Torn apart by the dreaded superweapon in the hands of the Heathen Priests. A most successful crusade of darkness.
In just few months' time, the madness of the war spread unimaginably. The wreckage of the Chiss now suffer. With the Emergences of Csila's ruination dropping in distant worlds in a rain of fire, the Maw hordes are unleashed in a chaotic plunder. Alongside these cultist techno-barbarians, sail the Raider Fleets; dark ships hailing from the distant world of Athys in the far fringes of Wild Space, the corsair legions have allied themselves with the Heathen Priests, joining the great catastroph. Their fleets are fast, expert in void warfare and navigation; With the latest raids being as far as the Sith Eternal owned planet of Felucia, the Athysian warfleets crave to make a statement as a considerable force in the Unknown Regions.
Even now, after the generalized withdrawal of the main Brotherhood's fleets, the Athysian raiders have kept presence in the Chiss worlds, continuing the wild plunder up until their ships are loaded full with spoils and slaves...
Location: Celwis, Chiss Space
The skies turn fiery; The earth trembles, as the emergences of Csila's ruin descend upon the planet in near-light speed. As the cities burn, Athysian warships start appearing from the Hyperspace. The alarm is soon raised on the planetside, but to little effect; The ruling noble houses lock the gates of their fortresses, while the open cities suffer from the rain of celestial ruin, further supported by orbital strikes from the vast Athysian engines of war. In time, the first dropships start landing troops on the surface, preparing for the upcomming raid on the planet's valuable resources.
With little backing from the main Raider Fleet, or the Mawite hordes now far back into the galactic West, the Athysians start fortifying their dropzones, confident of their aerial and orbital superiority due to the meteor rain which they utilize as screening, buying time to prepare their assault as soon as the celestial debri has soften the foe.
Several scouting parties are dispatched across the land to pinpoint targets and clear pathways for the main Host, while the meteor swarms slowly turn weaker...
Amidst the wreckage of the fallen starships, burning forests and wounded cities, the Chiss and any ally they may have on the planet prepare for the coming struggle.
Many Sith would see beauty in the symphony of pain and destruction flailing this world apart. However, after the daring raid on Felucia, the Athysians have made an enemy in the Sith, with many powerbases across the Sith Worlds considering them a foe, rather than a friend... Some of them, possibly, could even be as bold as to venture to the Chiss Space, abusing the generalized withdraw of the main fleets, to wound the roaring beast's hide, claiming the kill for themselves....
And so, the Feast of Blood continues...
Darth Vindictus