Faction Not Very Hostile Takeover (HR Expansion to Rorak4)

[HR Storyteller]

Spoiler: Tags

Broka the Hutt Gortta Desilijic Tiure Valturla The Hutt Credit Wizard Aisha Garon zzRookal the Hutt Lortho the Hutt Pyrrah Tae Jira Shav'al <inactive> James A. Rackham Erich Kreutz

Spoiler: Links

• Rorak 4​
• SJC Dominion of Nar-Shaddaa​
• SJC Dominion of Rorak 4​
• Hutt Republic​

The Hutt Republic has recently gained quite a bit of strength in its relatively recent rise to power. Though the Treaty of Nar-Shaddaa gave the Hutt Republic the ability to administer the Smuggler's Moon and its system with a sort of domestic autonomy, the Lordas of the Hutt Republic knew expansion was necessary for their return to strength. It was also true that they were all on top of each other on Nar-Shaddaa. They wanted to spread out and have some breathing room. However, another motivator came up for future expansion, that being the need to get resources to create better protection for the Hutt Republic's realm as well as better ability to project its power.

Rorak 4 was nearby, and had all the things the Hutt Republic wanted and needed, and more. It was close enough for any activity from the Hutts to not appear suspicious, the industrial infrastructure on the world made it perfect for the manufacture of ships, weapons, armor, and the like for them to uphold their part of the bargain of helping the Silver Jedi fight the Bryn'adul, and strengthen themselves too, it would give some room for the Lordas to spread out more instead of being stacked on Nar-Shaddaa, and it was one step closer to completing the mission of the Hutt Republic's existence. To unite Hutt Space under Hutt rule once more.

The Lordas present for this would be either commanding their private armies in taking out the remnants of local gangs the Silver Jedi missed when taking the world. Though they do seem to have cleaned up well, criminals always find a way to survive in the underbelly of society. Upon taking them out, those gangs would be used to further the Hutts' plans for the planet. They would also be meeting with any locals there to make a deal for the Hutts. Officially, the Hutts some Hutts not commanding the takeover would be working to convince the Jedi to allow the Hutts to expand there in order to better integrate the world. However, it is to legitimize the other aspects of the takeover. The more...violent aspects.

Meanwhile, those under the Hutts' command, or are allied mercenaries, are tasked with being the muscle that takes down gang remnants on the world, and securing areas of interest for whichever Lorda employed, them if any. They may also be smuggling goods that might make the locals warm up to Hutt rule once more. However they do it, they are to be the ones on the ground getting the job done to bring this world into the realm of the Hutt Republic.

OOC: Welcome to the first thread where the Hutts interact with the Silver Jedi Concord, the temporary overarching power for the Hutt Republic! For the Hutts and company, we hope this will be a fun and intriguing story for you to expand your influence, or at least try to. As for those of the SJC, we hope this may spice up the usual threads in comparison to fighting with the Bryn'adul or typical Jedi stuff. For gang remant NPC's, the storyteller will write those, as well as possible sympathetic citizens on the planet. Meanwhile, SJC are welcome to play any NPC's for their local administration as they are welcome to use any pc's they see fit to be here in this situation.

 

[Erich Kreutz]

"<I don't have the m-money yet, but I w-will! I promise! I j-j-just need a little bit more t-time!"> A haggard Rodian exclaimed as he hung from his chained wrists fastened above his head to a hook on the ceiling, his voice trailing off moments before the sound of electricity touched skin, followed by a near-unrecognizable scream which issued forth from the same Rodian's... lips? Facial orifice? Snout? Erich always was uncertain about the appropriate word to use for such in-human attributes. He hardly had time - he was just too busy! Lortho was a Hutt of many diverse revenue streams, and it was his job to collect on said revenue when it was... past due.

"Come come now, Garido - groveling is unbecoming, particularly when we have just gotten started!" The Rodian began breathing laboriously as the 'shocking' stopped, his eyes wide as his tormenter drew closer to him - their faces a mere 12 inches away. Puzzlement flashed across the Rodian's face, while Erich's face creased into a wide smile. A moment's pause passed between the two, before Erich decided to break it. "Now that I have your attention, perhaps we can have a more meaningful conversation." Erich turned to place the prod on a small table, and picked up a pack of cigarettes. He placed one in between his lips, and flicked a lighter to life. He pulled on it as he ignited it, blowing a stream of smoke through his nostrils. He offered one to the Rodian, who merely stared at his captor with fear still clearly in his eyes.

Erich shrugged as he set down the pack of cigarettes and picked up the prod again, holding it casually as he regarded the Rodian before continuing: "Now you and I both know that if you don't have the money now, chances are you won't have the money anytime soon. How long has it been? Two, maybe three months? Lortho has been more than generous with you, but his patience has its limits. I am that limit, Gerido." He took another puff from his cigarette before continuing: "So what happens - you might ask - when you've reached your limit? I guess we will find out together now, won't we?" Gerido whimpered as Erich started to approach him again, stammering for the words that would deliver him from this predicament.

"P-please Mr. Kreutz, I'll do anything to m-m-make it right. I don't want to die."

"Who said anything about dying?" Erich let out a eerily cheerful chuckle as he let out another cloud of smoke. He let the tension build between them for a few more moments before he stamped out his cigarette and pulled his jacket tight from the bottom trim. "Let us desist from bandying words anymore Garido, and get straight to the root of the issue. Hypothetically, if I were to, say, release you - under the promise of securing repayment as you've so consistently asserted numerous times during our time together - then how specifically do you intend to come up with the credits to do so?"

Garido's gaze grew wide, clearly not expecting for his desperate pleas to receive any traction, at least in his adrenaline addled mind. The Rodian began to search for the words to make good on his prior oaths of debt fulfillment when Erich raised his hand with a semi sympathetic nod: "Again, let me spare wasting anymore time - in actuality, the only way I can foresee you meeting terms acceptable to Lortho would be to either take out another loan, from another financier, to pay him off. And that, my friend, would simply put you further into arrears, of that I can assure you." He affixed a predatory, far less jovial gaze upon his charge as he continued: "Option 2 would be far more likely. You could work to pay off your debt to Lortho's satisfaction. And of course..." Erich waved the electrified prod: "There is always option 3."

One would think it impossible, but Garido's eyes grew even wider and his demeanor more frantic at the mention of option 3. Just when Erich was ready to secure yet another servant for Lortho, a soft wrap could be heard upon the door of their dark room. Erich let out an annoyed sigh at the interruption, but nonetheless inclined his head to the door as he let out a simple: "Enter." A short, stubby protocol droid entered the room and gave a slight bow. "Apologies for the interruption Master Kreutz, but there's an urgent announcement being broadcast from the Kajiedic council meeting that recently concluded. According to their Supreme Majesties, operations are to commence to secure Rorak IV."

"I see." Erich paused, processing the implications of this news. He would be needed by Lothro to strategize the best way to capitalize on this development. He eventually craned his head upward and replied to the droid, his eyes focused on the Rodian before him: "Please inform Lortho I will be returning immediately. Have Kafta process our guest here. Prepare him for service to the esteemed Lortho. I have other matters to attend to."

"It will be done, master." Erich returned to a brief case off near the entrance to the room, and returned his electro-prod to it. He brought his hand up to brush stray strands of hair back into place before giving Garido a curt nod, then turning toward the exit. He could hear the desperate cries for clemency following him as he proceeded down the hall to his speeder, but his mind had already moved on from his dealings with the Rodian and focused on how best to move forward with this new development. The Hutt Republic had come a long way over the past few months, and now it stood on the precipice of no return.

Lortho the Hutt

 

[zzRookal the Hutt]

Spoiler: Rookal's ship and forces

Dominus Spatium
Goon Class droid starfighters
Pex1-s multirole probot
X14 Stryder class skirmishers
X13 Paladin class synth marine
ARAC-6 irontide spiderbot

GT-61 Armoured Personnel Carrier

Rookal sat in his throne room as the entirety of the Dominus shook. The ship was passing through thick layers of atmosphere and the massive vessel was straining as its shields and structure took the brunt. Whoever thought that landing a 2km starship would be as rough as this.

He grabbed a handful of food and ate it, it would settle his stomach a bit for the rest of the descent. Below him he saw the landing target. An estuary on the west of a large landmass. Not far upstream from the estuary was a large metalwork and oil refinery, these were his targets. He was an industrialist after all, let the other Lordo's take the casino's and royal homes, he wanted his manufacturing base to grow and grow. Thirty thousand meters to go, the ship would have looked like a meteor as its massive hull cut through the atmosphere and ionised air burned against the ray shields.

Eventually he heard the roar as the retros fired, slowing the descent of the ship and allowing it to land in the estuary with a huge splash. The massive legs of the vessel sank a several meters into the mud but the ships gyros corrected and it settled evenly. As soon as he had landed, dozens of droid starfighters lept out of their hangers to enter an automated combat air patrol around the ship. Nothing would enter withing 10km without his authorisation. Probots also disappeared in every direction to ensure Rookal had the lie of the land, including towards his prize.

Down on the belly of the beast, huge ramps began to lower and APC's filled with Paladins and Stryders dropped down over the water and started making their way up river. There were two waves of 15 APCs, each wave carrying a little under 2000 mixed battledroids. The complexes were sprawling but theoretically lightly defended.

He laughed to himself thinking if all the thousands upon thousands more droids he had on board his ship if needed, he shouldn't be worried about the numbers.

"Lordo's this is Rookal, I have made landfall 12km from my refineries as planned, moving to capture them now. Power to the Hutt Republic." Almost punctuating his communication, 5 squadrons of droid starfighters flew over his throne room following the path of the long white wakes of the APCs.

Lortho the Hutt
Erich Kreutz

 

[Broka the Hutt]

Tags: zzRookal the Hutt Lortho the Hutt Erich Kreutz
Location: In Orbit of Rorak 4

Broka's Chelandion was resting in orbit of Rorak 4. He was hearing reports of what was going on with Rookal on the surface, and it would be any moment more would come. In the meantime, Broka was relaxing in the main atrium of his ship. He was eating, as usual, before he would go down to the surface himself.

However, instead of securing territory like Rookal, Broka was planning on using his appearance on the surface to make a deal with the local officials to make this takeover legitimate. Meanwhile, he planned for his Nem'ro-Suns to go down to the surface to secure another industrial section of the planet. He had plenty of casinos in his posession after securing Nar-Shaddaa for the Hutts, and his assets on Annaj only expanded that part of his revenue. Yet, industry is what he needed more of. The gas around his territory on Hutta could only make so much. For him, he was after the ship yards. There was one particular ship yard that was relatively untouched by the Concord when it took the planet into their sphere, and the local gangs still had remnants there hunkering down. They may have gotten ignored by the Concord, but it just made it that much easier for Broka to get it for himself.

When the message from Rookal came in, Broka responded from in orbit, "<Good. I will go down to the surface shortly. The Northern ship yards are mine, and my forces will be dropping there shortly. Meanwhile, I will go to the administrative center to give the Jedi here an offer they can't refuse.>"

As if signaled by the message, his troops entered the shuttles and drop ships and made their way to the surface for the targeted ship yards. All the while, Broka lurched and slithered through the corridors of his flag ship to his personal shuttle that will take him to where the Jedi made their base of operations on the planet.

 

[Credit Wizard]

Tags: Lortho the Hutt zzRookal the Hutt Erich Kreutz Broka the Hutt
Location: Rorak 4
Objective: Secure the Food Production Operations for the Mancheron Kajidic.


The Invasion of Rorak 4 was going to be a major milestone for the hutt republic; this annexation reminded the Lorda of the Mancheron Kajidic of the invasion of Makeb during the Ancient Old Republic Era. Although this planet didn't have the natural resources of Makeb; mainly the valuable substance of Isotope-5 laying around, it was important to the Nine Hundred Year Old Hutt that he show up to the conflict and give his support using his command vessel, "The Unyielding Fury" the first vessel of the Karagga-Class Command Barge that he himself designed personally as a way to defend the hutt's interest. Deep in the bridge of the Karagga-Class Barge would be found the Hutt Lorda of the Mancheron Kajidic; as his large vessel would exit out of hyperspace into the system of Rorak 4, being far larger than anything else that the hutts had fielded before since their service under the Silver Jedi Concord. Munching on some of his favorite snack crab legs that he found delectable; pressing the button on his bridge lounger. He would hear the message from both the Supreme Mogul of the Hutt Republic; Broka Nem'ro and the message from Rookal the hutt. Waiting for them to get done speaking before adding in his own comments.

The Hutt Lorda wasn't interested in the casinos or other production on the world of Rorak 4; instead the Mancheron Kajidic would be using this opportunity to monopolize on food production on the planet for exploration through the Mancheron Association of Food & Beverages. Why waste his time going after lower level targets; where his rivals would be sending their forces as well. Not one of them thought of the strategic value that the farms and food production plants on the planet were worth; but the hutt lorda himself knew that food was power and the ability to starve a planet into submission was paramount to his vision of food dominance in the former area of hutt space. Besides; he could market the food up in price to be sold to the areas that the other hutt lordas controlled during this conquest. Another reason is that the farms and food production areas would be where the least resistance was on the planet and paranoda enjoyed making his rivals use up their forces in taking the more heavily defended parts of the planet and that situation would leave him with the largest armed forces in the area. Effectively making him the boss of the planet through right of arms if this annexation was successful.

"Sorry to arrive late to the conquest; fellow lords of the hutt families. The Karagga-Class Command Barge isn't known for its speed or quick hyperdrive. While Rookal handles the Refinery and Supreme Mogul Broka handles diplomacy; the Mancheron Kajidic will be landing outside the Farms and other Food Production Areas of the Planet and taking those for my slice of the planetary pie. I will be arriving down on the surface shortly." Said the Hutt Lorda; sending it on a encrypted broadcasting channel to make sure no one else heard what he had said. Slithering through the halls of his massive command barge; closing his communication device as his message was over. The frantic motion onboard would signal the landing craft crew to ready the surface transports as his own small army of Nal Hutta Heavy Cannoners; Nar Shaddaa Deployment Troopers and the Toborro Mark I and II would be loaded into the transports as they awaited confirmation that it was clear; once given the clearance code from the maintenance staff in the hanger bay. They would descend down into the surface with Paranoda's BT-7 Thunderclap "Cataclysm of Varl" not far behind.

 

[Yossun Zaishwa]

Yossun Zaishwa
Location: In Orbit of Rorak 4
Objective: Rendezvous with Broka the Hutt and his forces
Tags: Broka the Hutt , Lortho the Hutt, Credit Wizard , Erich Kreutz

Rorak 4. An industrial planet and the largest slave market in the Hutt Space, or was. Yossun assumed that the slave market still exists in Rorak 4 despite the Concord presence on the planet. The reason why Yossun decided to join the invasion was not just to prove his worth to his new superiors and his position but also to find a potential apprentice that’ll be trained under Yossun’s ideals. He thought that there may be a force-sensitive hidden in the slave crowd.

The pureblood Sith is piloting his very own Gladius-class light freighter which he called it the "Dragon Slayer". Yossun's ship itself is a sleek, fast and a nimble craft. Hopefully, he won't be late by the time of the invasion.

The hyperspace drive ended as he arrived in the orbit of the planet where the other Hutt Lordas have already made a move to establish their stronghold on the planet. The pureblood Sith just shook his head in a chuckle. No matter where he is, whether it is a Jedi, a Sith, a politician and hell even a criminal - power play and politics always exist. Everywhere. While Yossun is already aware of the Concord presence on the planet, he decided to mask his force-sensitivity using force stealth as he doesn't want to alert the Concord about the sudden surge of the dark side presence in Rorak 4.

He decided to message Broka the Hutt in private, "I'm not too late to join the fun, am I?" the pureblood paused for a moment. Hopefully to ensure that no one else hears what he said over an encrypted broadcasting channel other than himself and Broka. "I will join with your forces in the northern ship yards. While you are busy with the Jedi, I will lead them to battle... with your permission of course." he smirked.

"I'm not sending all of my forces here and myself because of the Jedi presence on the planet. I hope you understand, your excellency."

Yossun's ship proceed to descend onto the planet's surface in full speed where he will rendezvous with Broka the Hutt's forces on the northern ship yards.

 

[Credit Wizard]

Location: Rorak 4
Tags: Yossun Zaishwa Broka the Hutt zzRookal the Hutt Lortho the Hutt Erich Kreutz

The Mancheron Forces would have landed outside the first plantation on the planet; unloading from their transport shuttles parked 3 miles away from the perimeter. Paranoda's BT-7 Thunderclap would land beside the infantry transports; slithering down once the landing zone had been cleared of enemy sniper positions. Rallying his first detachment of Scrapper-Series Battle Droid; he would advance them forward along an easy to predictable path down the main road. Sending his Nal Hutta Heavy Cannoneers to the left flank around the river system that powered the plantation; dividing his Nar Shaddaa Deployment Troopers into 3 deployment groups, sending them to act as a reserve force to the already marching army that he had brought along. He himself spin his sonic disruptor pistol from his holster into his hand; climbing on board a hover chair; as his slow mobility would cause a problem on the battlefield if he couldn't lead his men from the front. So activating the control panel to raise the personal deflector shield on it; he would move the hoverchair with the 1st group of deployment troopers to the farm storage area. Like the Droideka Shield Model; Paranoda could fire his sonic disruptor without having to lower the shielding system. Blasting some criminal goons with sonic sound until they evaporated into thin air. His Cannoneers on the Left Flank would carry on around the enemy positions; mowing down some of the forces that tried to stop them once they realized that they would be going after there power supply.

Meanwhile; the Scrapper-Series Battle Droids would begin to advance; taking heavy losses because of their swarm tactics programming. They would encounter heavy resistance by the farmers and workers of the plantation; because they wanted to defend their only place of work and only income. The Command Droids of the Scrapper-Series Battle Droid would explain the situation to Paranoda; who found himself in a tight spot inside of a barn. Holding position and encountering more resistance than he realized. He would have his men; close the barn blast doors; pressing a few buttons on his hoverchair to send his message to the other hutts nearby to get their support. "Attention; Hutt Families. I don't have much time to get into detail; But I've been pinned down by some heavy artillery and hovertanks. Sending aid is advised." The Hutt Lorda would say; as the message would fizzle in and out due to the bad signal connection; with explosions in the background. Once the message was sent; did the fighting resume as he fired out of the window of the barn into advancing troops near his positions. While the rest of the mancheron forces would begin to lay siege and try to hold back the enemy from destroying the transport shuttles with flanking maneuvers.

 

[Aisha Garon]

TAGS: Broka the Hutt | zzRookal the Hutt | Credit Wizard |@Yossun Zaishwa | Erich Kreutz
LOCATION: Orbit, Rorak 4

Aboard the Blade of Varl, a pale Jablogian shuffled his way to the captain's quarters. He was dressed in black-blue robes with bronze accents. He was Demorigan, the majordomo of the current Hutt Lorda of the Vosadii family. He approached her and bowed his head.

"O Exalted Duleuga, we are approaching Rorak 4 and dropping out of hyperspace. The other kajidic heads will be awaiting your arrival." He spoke with an accented, nasally voice.

Before him was the great Duleuga Vosadii Aisane, head of the Vosadii family. She was much leaner and muscular most of her fellow Hutts. Surrounded by attendants, she was having her armor hooked and ready to her mighty form. She pulled her hair up into a topknot ponytail and turned toward the Jablogian.

(("Good. Bring us out and get the comms on the frequency Broka gave us.")) She commanded in Huttese, snapping on the final vambraces on her wrist.

The Blade dropped out of hyperspace in the orbit of their target. She noticed another Chelandion-class across the viewport as she walked on bridge, her cybernetic legs skittering not unlike a spider's.

(("Open comms.")) She ordered,
(("Greetings, my fellow Lorda's. This is Duleuga, head of the Vosadii kajidic. Tell me where to bring my soldiers and it will be done."))

She had a sense of sadistic glee in her voice. Nothing like a good round of cracking heads to get the blood flowing...

 

[Credit Wizard]

Tags: Broka the Hutt Aisha Garon Erich Kreutz zzRookal the Hutt Lortho the Hutt Yossun Zaishwa
Location: First Plantation of Rorak 4

The Hutt Lorda of the Mancheron Kajidic would observe the battlefield; drawing some tactics on a map. He has pushed out from underneath the barn to spread his forces further out to avoid any of the heavy artillery units and hovertanks that were protecting this vital food plantation. Opening up his communications channel on the hoverchair; that he resided in to better command his forces on the ground without being in orbit. Upon hearing the message from the Head of the Vosadii Kajidic come in on the open frequency made his options appear less numerous than they otherwise would have been if the farms were easy to take over. Moving his hand around; he would redirect his forces to move into cover position and allow the enemy to advance for now until he had called for reinforcements from the Vosadii Kajidic; although he himself knew that he would have to sacrifice some of his ownership for the hutts aid. He himself knew that to advance meant death unless he knocked out those heavy artillery batteries that protected the plantation from both ground and air assaults. So he proceeded to speak into the frequency to alert the Head of the Vosadii Kajidic about his situation.

"Attention; Duleuga of the Vosaddi Kajidic. The Lorda of the Mancheron Kajidic is requesting your forces to be deployed in the outer regions of the planet. Specifically the North East Food Plantation; I'm not sure at this moment in time about how many rival criminals gangs are protecting the plant itself. More details will be explained when you land; for right now all you need to know is that they have significantly heavy anti starship batteries protecting the compound" Exclaimed the Hutt Lorda of the Mancheron Kajidic. Sending his heavy mass-produced scrapper-series battle droid to engage with the front line defense system. While regrouping his Nal Hutta Heavy Cannoneers and Nar Shaddaa Deployment Troopers to reposition along a trench to better protect themselves from heavy gunfire that the enemy mas possess. Paranoda would close the transmissions to the Vosaddi Kajidic; firing his sonic disruptor rounds from his pistol at the few unprotected infantry that were stationed about and watching them disintegrate in no time at all. Keeping his hoverchair in constant shield mode since it was using an old droideka model shield for it; allowing him to fire out of it while keeping himself protected. While he waited for the Duleuga to arrive at his location.

 

[zzRookal the Hutt]

Spoiler: Rookal's ship and forces

Dominus Spatium
Goon Class droid starfighters
Pex1-s multirole probot
X14 Stryder class skirmishers
X13 Paladin class synth marine
ARAC-6 irontide spiderbot

GT-61 Armoured Personnel Carrier

This was the boring part, waiting for his forces to arrive and do their jobs. He had a musician brought to his side. "Play me something suitable for a battle" The young man started singing, Rookal had read somewhere that slicing the singer in a special way could make them sing smoother. He liked this one how he was though. Maybe the next.

Quickly, reports came back from the front his droids had arrived and were engaging the Stryders went in first, being fast and agile, quickly outflanking the light defending turrets while the Paladins staged a frontal attack. Rookals screens showed him in real time the casualties, and a display of the total cost to his organisation, the credit value ticked up a little too quickly for his liking.

"This thing has artillery he said to one of his crew, snapping his chubby fingers" This was his first outing in his new battleship, a minute or two later heavy ordanance spat from the retractable artillery emplacements. Blasting apart enemy positions. The credit cost stopped going up. Rookal laughed, "let me know as soon as we have something else to blow up"

On the ground the Stryders were moving from location to location laying down fire. Since the first assault there had been little additional resistance, a few lightly armed security personnel had run rather than face the droid forces. The droids were programmed with a degree of mercy and would not engage fleeing opponents unnecessarily. They had taken a significant part of the first target and now organic engineers were moving in to transfer control over to Jueliek holdings. Today was going to be very profitable.

Lortho the Hutt
Erich Kreutz
Broka the Hutt
Credit Wizard
Aisha Garon
Yossun Zaishwa

 

[Erich Kreutz]

Spoiler: Gear

• Skin tight suit listed in bio
• Modified Viper Series Rifle, Sniper Configuration
• Nightjar blaster pistol listed in bio
• Vibroblade
• Grenades

It did not take Erich long to mobilize after receiving the message from Lortho to insert himself in the invasion of Rorak IV. He was no soldier; he was a lot more precise than just a common soldier. No, he inserted himself silently upon the planet shortly before the main attack force had begun its assault. As the fighting commenced, and the garrison forces that the planet could muster began engaging the attacking Hutts, Erich sprung into action. He wore his skin tight suit and mask, which would help him to cling to the shadows as he made his way to his intended target - the garrison commander of Rorak's defenses, Urak Vassej. Urak was a particularly uppity Twi'lek who formerly was under the employ of the Hutt Families in operating the industrial world. In the confusion of the Bryn'adul invasion, Urak thought it wise to claim his own little morsel for himself - however shortsighted such a stance was. Erich's job was clear - to make sure Urak didn't have the chance to 'surrender' to the mercy of the Jedi, if they decided to involve themselves in this invasion that is.

Erich wore no identifying marks on his suit, so in the off-chance he was seen, his presence would not be tied to the Hutts. But he wasn't going to be seen easily, that was for sure. There were a myriad of alleyways near the Urak's position, and all that Erich needed to do was find a nice perch overlooking where that position was. He glanced down at his tactical display of the area - based on the intel he received, Urak was less than a mile away. Erich made his way closer to the position, which was an official looking state house the Hutts had used previously to establish some measure of order on this world in times past. Guards were stationed near the entrance, with a few patrolling the perimeter in very predictable patterns. Erich made his way into a building adjacent to the target building, rising up a few flights to the roof access. He quietly emerged through the access door and onto the rooftop, where he spotted a sniper scanning the roadway opposite of the direction he came from. He steadily leveled his nightjar pistol, and dispatched the sniper with a single shot to the head, the round muffled to a barely audible frequency. After scanning around to ensure no one noticed, Erich then dragged the man's body over to the other side of the roof, and tossed him over the edge only to fall into an open dumpster. He then set about analyzing the target building, gauging the best way to make his entrance. This had to look accidental, after all.

Broka the Hutt Credit Wizard zzRookal the Hutt Aisha Garon Yossun Zaishwa

 

[Broka the Hutt]

Tags: Yossun Zaishwa Credit Wizard zzRookal the Hutt Aisha Garon Erich Kreutz Willow & Ivy
Location: Going to the surface


Broka was oblivious to the reports coming in as his shuttle made its way through the atmosphere of the planet. The pilots were aware, but there was no use informing the Supreme Mogul of the events. As the shuttle touched down on a public landing pad local to the ship yards he aimed to take over, Broka's plan started to come to fruition. As his troops would exterminate or assimilate the minor gang's remains in the shipyards, Broka himself would go about the towns and villages nearby swaying the people in favor of embracing him and the Hutt Republic.

It was upon touching the ground the pilots informed him the circumstances with the other Lordas. Paranoda was pinned down in the countryside, a new Lorda has shown interest in assisting, and Rookal's exploits seemed to go as planned. It was strange there was nothing from Lortho's organization though. Something must have been afoot with the organization to not have anything go on in relation to claiming this world. Broka began to ponder what could be going on with that. However, he must continue with his goal. He did aim to appear before the Jedi, but any officials of the order were strangely quiet to reception. So, pleasing the people was the next best angle for diplomacy on this world.

He sat on a hover chair, which slowly crept off the ramp to the ground while he was escorted by guards and courtiers. Two of which he brought along mentoring. His two potential regents of his domain. The twins have been loyal still, though pressed through boundaries of their station one time, yet he knew he could utilize them more than just farsight.

The people were perplexed at first. It was good they were confused as it made their minds more maliable. Broka's chair continued onward towards the crowd that has began to gather before the exit to the landing pad. His guards opened up to make him more visible, as the courtiers he brought with him gathered on his sides.
"<People of Rorak 4, do not worry or panic. Do not be sad or angered, and do not be confused anymore! We Lordas of the Hutt Republic, and I, Supreme Mogul Broka the Hutt, have come here to further the efforts of the Silver Jedi Concord in restoring its world to its former glory. To make it truly prosperous rather than ruled over by petty gangs. Where the Concord succeeded in driving the gangs out from power over this world, their members still remain in pockets left behind. That is why we have come here to clean up the vermin and bring further prosperity to Rorak 4 than what the Concord has provided already. We may be coming armed. We may be coming to fight. However, our fight is not with you. It is with those gangs who have did a poor job running this world. We come to complete the bringing of order to this world, and we come to free you of the destructive nature of the lesser gangs that have sprung up like weeds across glorious Hutt Space. I hope you embrace us as you did our Jedi colleagues. For your community, and your neighboring communities, my forces are to rid the ship yards of the filth we came here to eliminate. That is my gift for you. The others that have come with me are doing similar deeds across this world. How can you not embrace the continuation of this new age's beginning for your world?>"

He prided himself as an orator of his kind. It was his speech that got him this far. He sat back to observe the fruits of his speech, and they were plentiful indeed. Many in the crowd cheered and applauded. It was a slow start to the applause, but then it washed over like a tidal wave. There were few who looked with scorn though. Broka knew there would be some. He looked to one of his courtiers, one of his lead enforcers now acting as a military advisor after getting too wounded to fight effectively, and sure enough the man was taking notes of the future dessentors. Broka would finda use for them at some point. Whether they be examples, slaves, or both, he would have something done about them. However, he still was mostly pleased with the majority in this first town embracing his efforts. It took years, but the young Hutt has certainly learned how to appeal to the common masses.

 

[Goyrg]

Tags: Credit Wizard zzRookal the Hutt Yossun Zaishwa Erich Kreutz Willow & Ivy Aisha Garon
Location: Northern Shipyards
Loadout: Heavy Blaster Rifle, and Rocksolid Black Sun Armor

The dropships and shuttles flew out from the Nem'ro's Chelandion like a flock of bats from a cave. They careened through the atmosphere in a swarm-like manner to their target. Aboard them was Goyrg. A hulking Houk Underboss of Broka's Nem'ro-Suns. He was a bloodthirsty brute who was loyal as long as his boss gave him enough people to break.

Eventually, his ship landed in the shipyards. A few got taken out by defensive artillery on the ground, yet most landed minorly banged up. Goyrg was a simple man though. He had his heavy plaster rifle at the ready, decked out in new Black Sun Armor made courtesy of the Eternal Imperials for him and his other Black Sun gangsters, and when the ramp touched down, Goyrg bellowed a loud, gravelly scream of joy and anger as he charged out the dropship door. Others followed behind. The lesser gangs were done for, however going into every nook and cranny of the shipyards was the only way to root them out and take this place for the Hutts.

He knew the Hutts would play nice with those pathetic Jedi, however he knew the Hutts still would hurt people as Goyrg loved to do. Almost all of the Nem'ro-Sun gangsters came out of the ships before a few rocket crews came out of nowhere. The gang's rocket crews shot at the Suns' shuttles that had yet to take back off blowing them up on the landing pads before all could get off. The shrapnel tore through one of the flanks of the deployment area. However, Goyrg's part of the attack kept moving forward. Partially because he was in a bloodthristy rush, and the other because the gangsters in Goyrg's crew were also in a bloodthristy rush. The other crews managed to shoot up the rocket crews before they could escape though. The bodies fell limp on their ledges and a few fell to the ground rife with seared holes in them. Where the local gang had the advantage of a defensive position, the Suns had numbers and a lot of gangster that really wanted to be there and loved their job.

 

[Willow & Ivy]

Willow and Ivy walked behind Broka the Hutt as he exited the shuttle on Rorak4. The speed of his hoverlift matched well with the pace that the twins could walk. Given that they were conjoined, their movements were smoother when they were in sync with one another. Only in times of panic did they falter and that usually sent them face first into the ground.

Today was not one of those days, however.

They stopped shortly afrer Broka did, moving to his right side as other courtiers took to his left. Their gazes fell to anyone in front of them while Broka gave off another of his speeches. With their arms wrapped around eachother and their specialized clothing, one might think that the twins weren't conjoined at all, but just very close to one another. That was the kind of image that they liked to portray sometimes, for they felt it almost made them appear stronger. If anything they were highly valued and heavily guarded. Weapons were forbidden to them, so they had to rely on others for protection. Yet being seen amongst Broka gave potential threats pause before they considered an attack.

And that was what they counted on. Especially now as Broka began to expand the Hutt Empire further. There was much for them to learn from him, and so they observed as the very attentive students that they were.

 

[Yossun Zaishwa]

Yossun Zaishwa
Location: Northern Shipyards
Tags: Broka the Hutt , Lortho the Hutt, Credit Wizard , Erich Kreutz , zzRookal the Hutt , Aisha Garon , Goyrg, Willow & Ivy
Equipment: Typical Sith robe, a curved-hilt crimson lightsaber, two WESTAR-34 blaster pistols attached to his holster (which is hidden since he's wearing a Sith robe), and a Tekh'la blade

After numerous forces landed in the northern shipyards of the planet, Yossun followed. He landed on the zone where the Hutt ships were parked. He turned the engine off, exited the cockpit. As he exits on the ship, the forces were already dealing against the weak gangs of Rorak 4. Much to his dismay, the forces were already led by Broka's brute enforcer and underboss Goyrg which somewhat hurt Yossun's pride. Yossun sighs although he acknowledge Goyrg's leadership in the battleground since he increased the morale of these criminals and he is the underboss of Broka's criminal empire. He came to realize that he knows his place as a lesser rank of Goyrg, and he did not bring his forces to the invasion which he regret. It's too late to realize that the invasion of Rorak 4 is all about showing your face to see who's the better man or woman to serve the Hutt Republic. After all, the pureblood Sith needs to prove his worth to Broka (and to the Hutt Republic) as he is the one who gave him a chance after the events of the Sith Schism.

Before he could make a move, the former Sith Lord inspects the current situation of the battleground. He saw that the defenders were already pushed back by Goyrg and his men's blitzkrieg offensive due to their bloodthirsty rush. Yossun took note that Goyrg's offensive won't work if the Hutt Republic was facing a much organized foe especially if they're fighting against a major power. The former Sith Lord was glad that they were facing weak foes that lack organization and discipline. It has come to the fact that the enemies are now pinned down but what happens when a Sith intervenes the battle? The enemies would be surely pinned down deeply to the planet's core of course. When there is a Jedi or a Sith regardless if they were rogue or formerly affiliated to these religious orders in these forces then they would gain an upper hand, unless if both force users are present in this battleground then the battle would be even but this isn't the case. The enemies do not have a force user nor a former Jedi/Sith. It seems clear that this battle will change its momentum the moment the former Dark Lord of the Sith intervenes in the battle on the side of the Hutt Republic. The lesser gangs of Rorak 4 didn't even see this coming. Yossun hoped that the Concord branch in Rorak 4 wouldn't feel his presence, after all he's currently concealing his force presence prior to his arrival in the planet. The pureblood Sith wore his black hood from his dark robe and ran towards the battle. He jumped onto Goyrg's head smoothly in order to land on the enemy position. As he landed on the center of the enemy position, the defenders who weren't fighting (shooting) against Goyrg's forces looked at the black-hooded figure in confusion.

"What the-" one of the defenders muttered as he looked at the floating black-hooded man in awe. The other defenders took notice as they point their blaster rifles towards him, aiming at every part of Yossun's body.

They were confused even more when Yossun jumped on the air smoothly and began to float. A crimson-colored force energy began to surround the pureblood Sith as the energy waves began to sucked onto him.

"IT'S A FORCE-USER! WATCH OU-!"

The pureblood Sith then unleashed this deadly shockwave energy towards the defenders. This was force repulse. The defenders who were near to him were completely disintegrated to molecules while the others were brutally pushed back - to the point where they got heavily injured from the impact. Goyrg, his men and other Hutt forces (only in the Northern Shipyards) would feel the crimson-colored shockwave energy unleashed towards them [coming from Yossun]. There are also defenders who landed in front of Goyrg and his men. Some of these defenders lost their limbs, their arms, and their legs. One of these defenders only has an upper torso (Goyrg and his men can see the intestines of this person) crawled to them and whispered, "Help me..." in a dying tone, touching Goyrg's left leg before succumbing to death.

The pureblood Sith ignited his curved-hilt crimson lightsaber and proceeds to kill the other defenders who survived from the force repulse. Yossun's face were already covered in blood at this point including his dark robes. Enemy defenders screamed at the sight of the former Sith Lord.

"What's a Sith doing here?!"
"Kill that monster!"
"Retreat!"
"Run!"
and etc. Those were the last words of the enemy defenders before getting slained by Yossun.

He basically massacred the defenders who were defending their position and he is well aware that enemy reinforcements are coming. It seems the experiences he had in the Great Galactic War and the Sith Schism run through his veins. What Yossun is doing right now isn't just some talents he had in the Force nor in lightsaber combat. It was experience. The pureblood Sith shift his attention to Goyrg as his emerald green eyes locked onto Goyrg's eyes and he just... smirked. It's like he's sending a message to the crazed enforcer although it really depends on what would be the response of the underboss. He turned around to see the enemy reinforcements arrived on the scene. They were horribly shocked that the defenders were already dead. There were a lot blood. There were body parts that are scattered across the defender's position. This made their morale of decreased as they weren't expecting a Sith to fight for the Hutt Republic. They have no choice but to raise their blaster rifles and opened fire. The former Sith Lord was able to deflect this blaster bolts using the Soresu form. He proceed to force push an enemy to the wall, then slashed the enemy's chest. He's doing an offensive-defensive combat vice versa against the unlucky defenders. The former Sith Lord is doing a good job on eliminating the enemies as much as possible to completely secure the northern shipyards. The northern shipyards will soon be part of Broka's legal establishments or the Hutt Republic in general.

 

[Aisha Garon]

TAGS: Broka the Hutt | zzRookal the Hutt | Credit Wizard |@Yossun Zaishwa | Erich Kreutz
LOCATION: Rorak 4

Duleuga listened to the comms chatter until a distinct voice came through. The Lorda of Mancheron. In need of help taking over a few gangs protecting a food factory. Duleuga could almost feel her eyes roll some. It truly disgusted her how unlike the warriors of ancient Varl her peers could be at times. She had one of her communication officers connect to respond to Paranoda's pleas.

She turned on her spider like legs and began scuttling towards the hangar of her warship. Her majordomo rushed hurriedly by her side, ready to take any order she gave. Honestly, though, it was hard to keep up on such stumpy legs. The warrior-woman of the Vosadii briefly glanced to her side to the pale Jablogian.

(("Ready the trooper transport. I want my battle droids and troopers ready to go.")) She bellowed orders to him, (("No Vosadii starfighters. The enemy appears to have some anti-starfigher guns. On the double!"))

Unlike most Hutt kajidic resources, which treated their members as a hodge-podge of different thugs and gangsters, Duleuga ran her operation like an army. All of the grunts wore the same uniform, each bearing the sigil of her clan. She did one last armor check on herself as Demorigan relayed her orders. She was armored, her favored rifle strapped to her back, and her phrik blades holstered on her hips. She scuttled to the troop-transport, nodding to the assembled team. A small cadre of about 20 or so battle droids and loyal mercenaries. She affixed her helmet to her head, before settling into the ship. The transport's doors sealed with a hydraulic hiss.

(("Open the hangar and commence planetfall.")) She commanded, (("Focus on a couple clicks south of Lorda Paranoda's positon!"))

The Blade's hangar opened up and her transport rocketed itself towards the planet's surface. Duleuga and her retinue held on as turbulence shook the ship as they descended into the atmosphere. The ship would land itself in a forested stretch of land just south of Paranoda's position. The great she-warrior of Vosadii disembarked her landing craft, pulling her blaster out of its holster. She tapped her comms.

(("Duleuga to Paranoda. My team and I have made planetfall. We're just south of you, hopefully avoided detection.")) She relayed to her peer, (("En route to your position."))

She made a motion, and her retinue began walking forth in a coordinated fashion, much like a true cadre of troopers. They would be wary, and at the ready. So the journey began...

 

[Credit Wizard]

Tags: Erich Kreutz | Broka the Hutt | Yossun Zaishwa | zzRookal the Hutt | Aisha Garon
Location: Northern Food Plantation

The Battle on the Ground would begin to pick up pace for the Lorda of the Mancheron Kajidic. Having switch from his sonic disruptor pistol to a handheld heavy repeating cannon that he could wield; while still having the mobility of his hoverchair as his advanced age combined with his slow mobility made him not be able to lead troops on the battlefield as effectively. He was still in his carved trench system; being pinned down by the heavy artillery and more nimble units that the rival criminal gang possessed. Having decided to spread his forces out and enter into no mans land would be a difficult decision on his part. But he had to gamble that his forces would make there way past the enemy's offensive line and push deeper into the plantation to secure it. His underbosses in the other campaigns for the food planation's had already reported in about there losses in taking the plantations from the rival criminal gangs on the planet and would have begun the securement of these food production sites for the Hutt Regime of the Mancheron Kajidic.

Ordering his troops to withdraw to an easy defensible position gave him the element of surprise when it came to tactics. Allowing him to stay behind the relatively safe cover of the trench system to give orders to his troops on the battlefield. Redirecting his remaining fodder units of Scrapper-Series Battle Droids to begin a deep push along the no mans land to draw enemy fire away from his more specialized units that would make there way behind the scrapper-series battle droid to act as a secondary force to back up the main fodder infantry he had sent into battle. Opening up his encrypted communications channel on his hoverchair; gave him enough time for when the Hutt Warrior Duleuga message to come in. They were south of his current position; knowing that the enemy's power station was nearby from there landing zone. He would have to inform the hutt warrior that it would be the most suitable target before joining up with him to push into the compound itself. Opening up a secondary relay channel he would begin to send a message to respond.

"Confirming your position now; Duleuga. On route to my location; there is an enemy power station that is close by your current position. Taking that out is vital before pushing forward into the main compound itself and joining with my forces to push the defender from rightful hutt property. Sending information now." Exclaimed the Hutt Lorda to the channel between them. Sending over the information to the hutt warrior; so that they could knock down the power station before proceeding. [The power station itself would be a large square building with 4 sections that come off of it; each section housed a generator that was supplying power to the main compound itself. Around the perimeter would be guardsman and mechanical forces that came equipped with some serious firepower as this was a weakness that needed to be covered. The building itself was covered in armored plating to prevent any attempt to break in through the use of destroying the walls to have another entrance point. Leaving the single entrance into the building but that would be covered by a ray shield and heavy warship grade blast doors that the rival gang had secured from the local shipyards.] Once this information was relayed to the Hutt Warrior; would paranoda close the device itself. Knowing that the take over of the power station would hold up the reinforcements that he needed to push. Paranoda would order his remaining forces to regroup along the southern ridges and fire down from the height advantage towards the enemy positions. While he himself and his vanguard would stay in the trenches; going to regroup with Duleuga's Forces once they arrived at his position in the extensive trench system that he had made during the battle. For now the Hutt Lorda of the Mancheron Kajidic would hold his ground and wait for backup like he had requested.

 

[Broka the Hutt]

Tags: Aisha Garon Credit Wizard zzRookal the Hutt Erich Kreutz Yossun Zaishwa Willow & Ivy
Location: Village outside northern shipyards

Broka continued on his speeches. All were somewhat similar to each other. How the Hutt Republic was here to help the poeople of Rorak 4 by destroying the last bastions of the gangs the Jedi failed to reach from their seizing of the planet. How the armed forces coming to the planet were not here to hurt the people, but as the means to destroy said gangs. This land would eventually become Nem'ro territory, and to build popularity for that would be the goal he can personally carry out.

However there was another goal he came here for. Not just to secure territory for himself by taking out the local competition and appeasing the locals with speeches, but to train the twins. His peronal parade stopped to rest. While there, Broak summoned the girls over to him. His hover throne was stopped and just seemd like a normal Hutt chair at the moment.

"<You have been observing so far. What have you picked up from the speeches? The response of the people?>"

 

[Goyrg]

Tags: Aisha Garon Credit Wizard zzRookal the Hutt Yossun Zaishwa Erich Kreutz Willow & Ivy
Location: Northern Shipyards

The fight continued on as he expected. Goyrg's forces were pounding through most of the defenses in their rush at the enemy. Many have been shot to pieces, but far more kept the advance going. It was then that one of the newer Vigos came to the scene. Some former Sith that Goyrg had not heard of yet.

As he carved through the more tightly held positions of the lesser gangs, Goyrg was impressed with the new guy. Goyrg may be a bloodthirsty killer, but he respected strength. That was certainly shown there. The gangsters retreated in fear. Goyrg was then keen on hunting them later. However, he got up, and the others followed. One of the runts crawled up to his feet, and died soon after, yet Goyrg shot through is head anyway for fun.

"Impressive desplay there. Seems I won't have ta kill ya yet. Now time ta hunt those runts! You take half of the forces, I'll take the other. Shoot all the locals you find here."

Goyrg then took the closer half of the forces with him before a response could come out. The hunt begins.

 

[Yossun Zaishwa]

Yossun Zaishwa
Location: Northern Shipyards
Tags: Broka the Hutt , Lortho the Hutt, Credit Wizard , Erich Kreutz , zzRookal the Hutt , Aisha Garon , Goyrg, Willow & Ivy
Equipment: Typical Sith robe, a curved-hilt crimson lightsaber, two WESTAR-34 blaster pistols attached to his holster (which is hidden since he's wearing a Sith robe), and a Tekh'la blade

After he slashed numerous enemy reinforcements, the gangsters retreated in fear. The pureblood Sith was going to chase after them only to be interrupted by Goyrg. The brute underboss complimented his display of power and his strength. Yossun didn't response although deep inside he appreciated the compliment. The crazed enforcer then gave half of the Supreme Mogul's forces to him. The former Sith Lord nodded and proceeds further to the enemy territory with the forces where the gangsters have retreated earlier.

It's been a long time since I've commanded an army... even though they're just scoundrels. Yossun thought. He remembered the days when he was still affiliated to the Sith Empire fighting against Jedis and other enemies in that war although those days were over.

Yossun firmly grips his curved-hilt lightsaber as he slowly walk forward to the enemy territory with the forces following him. Yossun raised his left hand to form a fist, signaling them to stop. The forces crouched down, following the orders of their commander. The pureblood Sith turned his lightsaber off and then forced jumps onto a roof building stealthily, watching the enemy organizing their defenses, observing and analyzing them. He assumes that these were the reinforcements he faced earlier although he doesn't know whether they are the last. Yossun jumps down smoothly and signals the forces to follow him.

"Make sure you don't make a sound or else our cover will get blown. Understood?" The former Sith Lord asked the forces in a cold soothing tone.

"Y-yes, sir." one of the forces replied, almost stuttering at the sight of Yossun's emerald green eyes, locking onto his. It definitely sent a chill down to his spine.

Now that they are near on the enemy territory who are still organizing their defenses. Yossun ordered them to stop.

"As I throw my lightsaber to one of these vermin, that is the signal of the attack. Don't underestimate them even they're bunch of cowards and weaklings. Do you all understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Good."

Yossun turned to face the enemy. He ignited his lightsaber then saberthrowing it towards the enemy, cutting his head off cleanly which caught the enemies by surprise. Yossun grabbed his lightsaber using the Force, firmly gripping it.

"THEY'RE HERE! DEFEND YOURSELVES!"

The Hutt forces began to launch an offensive, moving as a cohesive unit under the guidance of Yossun. The enemies at this point wouldn't last long. Yossun proceeds to reflect the incoming blasters then slashed the enemies one by one then force pushed them and so on and so forth. The hunt has truly begun.