RC 212
HUNGRY HUNGRY HIPPO!

Tund, a Volcanic rock of ash and wasteland. The Republic was upon the world and this day so was the Red Ravens. For a while they had eyed the wastelands as perfect venue to establish smuggling colonies. The fact that it so far from the seat of the Republics power, and their war with the Sith made it an inviting target.
So inviting that in the dead of the night the Raven had mobilized a surprise strike force to take her over for themselves. Now as the hours tick by a Raven Expeditionary fleet, made up of Naval Mercenaries and Privateers carrens through the hyperspace to bear on the planet.
There will be a new dawn on Tund. A Red Dawn......
[member="Kiskla Grayson"] [member="Corvus Raaf"] [member="Caid Centurion"] [member="Ice"]
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Order of Battle:
Adamith Class Artillery cruiser- 600m2x Marder Class Corvette- 390
4x-Iterdictine Class SD- 1000m
4990 total m
On the bridge of Ravens Revenge, the head Interdictine Star Destroyer Colap ticon stood with [member="Cryax Bane"] and [member="Logan of Little Coruscant"].
The Raven Expeditionary fleet had launched just hours earlier and were still an hour out from their mark. Surely Republic intelligence drones had picked them up by now but that was not a problem for them. Across the small strike fleet their Mercenaries and criminal elements stood ready to descend upon the wastelands of Tund with ferocity.
The idea was to capture the planets major city and install a puppet government. Taking a fringe world from the Republic would provide the Ravens with a perfect staging area for their smugglers to make deep runs into her core worlds. The other side of the coin was an easier attack route.
Despite the fact that there was no major planets near Tund there was plans in the works to connect the World Via some hyperspace routes. Routes which were being plotted as they carefully jumped from system to system, bearing down on the beast.
Colap leaned back in his chair, a cigar blazing away in the corner of his mouth and glass of whiskey in his hand.
"We're making good progress, should be there in a few hours. Hopefully they don’t have a massive defence fleet waiting. I'm guessing they only have a local garrison."