On the First Day of Christmas, the CIS Gave to Me...[CIS Dominion of Chroma Zed]

[Malok]

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MAERDOCIA SYSTEM - CHROMA ZED​

RESOLUTE-CLASS STAR DESTROYER - BRIDGE​

Once more, in the name of freedom for all, regardless of species, creed, or otherwise, the Confederacy of Independent Systems arrived within the orbit of Chroma Zed in order to liberate the native population from their current plight. Ever since the Galaxy-wide renaissance following the outbreak of the Gulag Plague, the planet had been under the heel of a Hutt Warlord who had made himself excessively comfortable as their tyrannical overlord. Taking up residence in a fallen Lucrehulk-class Cargo Freighter from centuries past, the Hutt ruled over the planet with his army of mercenaries, slavers, and other contemptible members of society. However, with the surging forth of the Confederate taskforce from the depths of Hyperspace, the reign of this mongrel was soon coming to an end.

The plan of attack was relatively simple, for the Confederacy was going to play to its strengths; and this time they had some help from a new friend known as the Sith Empire. The "stealthier" amongst them, generally consisting of the Confederacy's own Infiltrators, Phantoms, and the like, would be breaching the Core Ship of the Hutt's Lucrehulk base and covertly eliminating the kingpin and his generals. Whilst this particular portion of the operation commenced, a frontal assault on the Ring Carrier of the Lucrehulk would take place, in which the Confederate Army and Sith forces would coordinate in order to effectively wipe out the mercenary army. Next, holed up in an ancient enclave once belonging to the Jedi Order were a cell of Dark Jedi who had been utilizing their gift of the Force in order to act as enforces for the Hutt Warlord.

The Templars, assisted by the Sith, would put an end to them once and for all.

Lastly, the Archon of the Templar Order, assisted by her team and volunteers, would launch an expedition to the prison camp located not too far away from the Warlord's residence. Here, she would lead efforts to liberate the enslaved, native population, return them to the safety of their subterranean tunnels, and render medical services to those in dire need. Food, water, and other vital supplies of humanitarian nature would also be dispersed at this time. All in all, the plan was solid, the time was now, and the Grand Marshal of the Confederacy stood upon the bridge of the Resolute-class Star Destroyer awaiting the arrival of his compatriots, both on the bridge itself, and from the depths of hyperspace. Once they had coordinated, the operation would commence and the liberation of Chroma Zed would begin.

@[member="Aedan Miles"], @[member="Alachei Mnemenos"], @[member="Alisha'ven"], @[member="Alli Wren"], @[member="Aluk Magar"], @Cade Lee, @[member="Cadmon Lussk"], @[member="Commander Black"], @[member="Coop"], @[member="Darren Shaw"], @Davion Writ, @[member="Daxton Bane"], @[member="Desmond Voralis."] @[member="Dharma Vessia"], @[member="Eddie"], @[member="Elrax Mothris"], @[member="Ember Rekali"], @[member="Errol Ackeron"], @[member="Farran Coiro"], @[member="Feena Mason"], @[member="Flynn Blackheart"], @[member="Gavin Wilis"], @Jacen Peterson, @[member="Jalaak Ranaz"], @[member="James Moriarty"], @[member="Juthan'Athar"], @[member="Kara Avoyos"], @[member="Kataphrak"], @[member="Korbin Edron"], @[member="Ksayral Zekaidos"], @Lucious Montross, @[member="Lysander of Suarbi"], @Marsaun Timbago, @Mason Comachi, @[member="Mehrk Gorbi"], @[member="Montag Card"], @[member="Myra Subach"], @[member="Nero"], @Nocturno, @[member="OBD-001"], @[member="Olidiv Kenu"], @[member="Ora Offee"], @[member="Oron"], @Pandeima, @[member="Pollux Ojedrian"], @[member="Praxis"], @[member="Rave"], @Raydis Fortel, @[member="Sasha Santhe"], @[member="Seth Lockheart"], @[member="Shorurra"], @[member="Siara Kai"], @[member="Sirella Valkner"], @[member="Sonja Mercier"], @[member="Sophia Walsh"], @[member="Sotir"], @[member="Serock Hoath"], @[member="Squr Tyson"], @[member="Subject 13"], @[member="Suhr"], @[member="Swava Denko"], @[member="T:N1:LDR"], @[member="Teryn Renoir"], @[member="The Dark Templar"], @[member="The Forecaster"], @[member="Vascious Relens"], @[member="Vendir"], @[member="Veret Jun"], @[member="Vladimir Tedesky"], @[member="Voracen Raiz"], @[member="Vorhi Alestrani"], @Wiklea Ve'nar, @Xander Corbal, @[member="Xardus Folidaar"], @[member="Xhal Taleed"], @[member="Zev Stargo"], @[member="Ishtar Freyja"], @[member="Hannibal Oryen"], @[member="TimirOrso"], @[member="Admiral Heinous"], @[member="Emahana"], @[member="Lee Radimus"], @[member="Trevin Neros"], @[member="Tyrin Ardik"], @[member="Gregor Gideon"], @[member="Kaine Zambrano"].

 

[Darth Metus]

RESOLUTE-CLASS STAR DESTROYER - INFIRMARY​

The time had come once again for the Confederacy to enter battle in the name of its ideals, and to this end the Mandalorian known as Dar'jetii had tagged along in order to assist an old friend in her endeavors. Garbed from head to toe in the typical, Beskar-composed armor that characterized his people, the Apprentice strolled along through the corridors of the vessel and ultimately came to a halt before the entrance of the Infirmary. He was seeking the Archon of the Templar Order, @[member="Feena Mason"], in addition to his typical teammates @[member="Praxis"] and @[member="Cadmon Lussk"]. Today, there was a humanitarian operation that was in dire need of their attention; people were enslaved and suffering. They needed to be liberated and treated. However, Dar'jetii was fully aware of the fact that, unless the ground battle operation drew the attention of the guards as on Zhar, there wouldn't be much other option but to fight their way into the camp.

With these thoughts, and more, in mind, the Mandalorian awaited the arrival of his fellows at the entrance of the Infirmary.

 

[Hira Mitsae]

RESOLUTE-CLASS STAR DESTROYER - BRIDGE​

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Serock hated Hutts. Despicable and dirty creatures who deserved to be exterminated. All of them. When Serock had heard about the coming attack against a Hutt crime-lord, he naturally wanted to be part of that. It felt good, to be part of this mission. It was something more, something.. glorious. The fact that they would rescue the population of the Planet from the tyrannous reign of the criminal organization was immensely gratifying. The lesser objective of killing the Hutt was obviously just that, a side objective that would give him a lot of pleasure.

Standing inside of the Bridge of one of the Confederate's fancy ships, he waited to be transported to their target. He did not know exactly where they were going, something about Core Ship. Feth knows what that is. Serock was too busy imagining all the ways he could torture his prey, to be paying attention at the briefing.

The only thing he needed to know was that his throwing knifes were sharp, his gun was ready to shoot and his arms were strong enough to choke the living hell out of that frakking bastard.

@[member="Josiah Denko"]

 

[Feena]

Another adventure. Another day of liberation and healing. Upsetting the current government was disastrous for the people of any civilization, even those with a terrible system of government to begin with. It caused chaos, poverty, homelessness, death.

At least, it normally would. But now they had Sanctuary. Now they had a chance. Sometimes the only way to heal was the cut into the flesh and remove the infection. It would take time to heal, but eventually the patient would return to normal, sometimes even better than before.

That was the entire point.

 

[Darth Metus]

RESOLUTE-CLASS STAR DESTROYER - BRIDGE​

Amongst the first to arrive at the bridge was the young Master known as Josiah Denko. He, the Justiciar of the Templar Rangers, had been charged with the duty of protecting and serving the civilians of the Confederacy; and on occassions such as these, he would gladly raise his saber in order to help liberate those in need. As such, the Templar took long, confident strides into the bridge of the Resolute-class Star Destroyer and came to a halt near the terminal before which the Grand Marshal stood. For this momentous occassion, the young Master wore his typical Templar Armor, embellished with a hooded, armorweave cloak. Here, he awaited the arrival of his students: @[member="Suhr"], @[member="Kara Avoyos"], and @[member="Trevin Neros"]; in addition to the rest of the Confederacy's forces.

 

[Darth Vulcanus]

Nocturno didn't have time to travel to Rostu's ship, he was busy coordinating his troops and making last minute adjustments to his plan of approach. The cyborg had no worries that a problem would arise while coordinating with the Sith, his forces were droids and could easily be updated with a few clicks of a button. If the Sith insisted on changing anything about his plans he could easily update his troops. This was yet another example of what Nocturno considered the superiority of a droid force to a human force. Changes of plan on such a last minute notice would be impossible with organic armies, but his droids didn't question and didn't need to be told twice.

Nocturno took a moment to look away from his battle plans and send a signal to the Grand Marshal's ship so that he could attend the briefing.

 

[Darth Vulcanus]

Xander marched onto the bridge, his usual arrogance wafting around him like a bad case of body odor. The ex-thug cracked a short grin as he walked over to his old friend from Nar Shadaa and patted him on the shoulder. "Well, well. Nice to see you again." the unmotivated Templar remarked.

 

[Darth Metus]

CONFEDERATE DROPSHIP - CHROMA ZED DESCENT ​

It was unlike the Archon of the Templar Order to keep the Mandalorian waiting, so he inquired as to her whereabouts by one of the orderlies in passing. Much to his surprise, Feena Mason had already departed from the Infirmary and was making her way down to the ship's hanger. The thought amused Dar'jetii to no end, for his trademark opinion that he could always find the Archon inside the Infirmary was simply proven false in that moment. Nonetheless, with great haste Dar'jetii made his way from the Infirmary to the Hanger Bay of the vessel.

"Mrs. Mason," said the Mandalorian over his comm, "I'm headed to you right now."

@[member="Feena Mason"], @[member="Praxis"], @[member="Cadmon Lussk"].

 

[Arage Bao]

The assignment of supporting CIS troops had been a strange one. At first Garoth had not seen the appeal of it, but when he found out they were going to assist in assaulting a former Jedi Enclave? He saw possibilities.

What treasures would be hidden there, to be found by him personally of course. But he was running ahead of himself, there were Dark Jedi to kill first, before he had the freedom to search for artifacts. That did not mean he could not spare a glance, while his companions were too busy with fighting for their lives.

Garoth had to surpress a grin, oh how he loved scheming.

 

[Darth Metus]

RESOLUTE-CLASS STAR DESTROYER - BRIDGE​

"Good to see you as well," came the response of the young Master. Despite the arrogance that emanated from the man like smoke from a flame, Josiah was genuinely happy to see him. It had been far too long since the two, childhood friends had seen one another; but the young Master would much have preferred to catch up with Xander somewhere outside of what would soon become a warzone. Nonetheless, there was work to do, and to this end Josiah turned to face those who would be assisting him on his portion of the operation. He was headed to the Jedi Enclave mentioned in the briefing beforehand, and hopefully would have a decent sum of assistance in taking down the enemy.

"Greetings to the both of you. I'm heading down to the Enclave, care to join me?"

@[member="Garoth Do'Urden"], @[member="Serock Hoath"], @Xander Corbal.

 

[Darth Vulcanus]

Krag snorted as his ship came out of hyperspace, near the CIS fleets. The Empire had an annoying knack for sending Krag and his Graug armies to places that he had utterly no interest in being. If the CIS was not strong enough to handle a few mercs and those disgusting, wastes-of-valuable-air Hutts, then they weren't worth his time anyway. However, Tyrin had asked and Krag was in no hurry to weaken his position in the Sith and cause his plans to come grinding to an unnecessary and unwelcome halt. Besides, Krag never minded killing things...even when the things he was killing were so far beneath his level of power that he might as well have gone stepping on ants. The Graug huffed, looking to the captain of the ship he currently inhabited

"Send a signal to the Confederate ship."

 

[Feena]

"Mrs. Mason, I'm headed to you right now."

Feena stopped in her tracks. And here she thought she was going to them. Well, it was always easier on her to just sit and wait. She was always so tired. At the very least she was following this bit of advice from her doctor and taking it easy, even if only for moment.
She was supposed to be on bed rest.

 

[Arage Bao]

"That would be me, I suppose. At least I have been told I was to assist the CIS with an assault on a former Jedi Enclave?"

He did not like the Templar Master, he was clearly a Paragon or at least that was the way the man saw himself. Garoth was not one of those sad characters who loved to play evil mastermind in their underground lairs. He was a man of pragmatism, rescuing every damsel in distress would leave him with little free time to try and amass some power for himself.

He kept his thoughts to himself though. Garoth had to work with this man and it would not do to create hostilities before a looming battle. Courtesy would cost him nothing and could gain him a lot.

@[member="Josiah Denko"]

 

[Malok]

RESOLUTE-CLASS STAR DESTROYER - BRIDGE

At long last, the personnel began to make their way into the Bridge; and they were even joined by a member of the Sith Empire that the Grand Marshal did not readily identify. Despite the fact that the Imperial forces had yet to arrive from hyperspace, the clone opted to begin the operation now. There was no time to waste, after all. As such, he turned to the terminal adjacent to him and gave it a few taps in order to bring up a holographic projection of Nocturno, the High Marshal of the Droid Armies. With all present, it was time to begin a brief...briefing.

"Alright, listen up all."

"We've got four objectives. The Phantoms, Templar Infiltrators, and any volunteers from the Empire will be breaching the Core Ship portion of the Lucreulk the Hutt Warlord has been occupying. Your duty is to eliminate him and his generals."

"The Military forces, Corsair Brotherhood, Curtain Call, and Imperial military forces will be hitting the ring carrier of the same Lucrehulk. The plan is to draw their attention away from the Infiltration effort and to eliminate the entirety of their mercenary army."

"There is a Jedi Enclave not too far out from the Lucrehulk. I want a team of Templars and Sith down there to clear it out of the Force-wielding Enforcers that have holed themselves up there. We don't want them coming to assist the Hutt while the battle goes on, so we take out this threat now."

"Lastly, volunteers for liberating the prison camp and delivering humanitarian aid alongside the Archon and her team are needed. Make your selection of duty station and roll out. You're dismissed."

With these words having been spoken, the armor-clad clone departed from the Bridge of the Star Destroyer and made his way down to the hanger. He then ent a message to Nocturno over his comm to meet him at the staging area on the surface. The Hutt wouldn't know what hit him.

@Nocturno, @[member="Tyrin Ardik"], @[member="Gregor Gideon"], @[member="Kaine Zambrano"], @[member="Feena Mason"], @[member="Serock Hoath"], @[member="Aedan Miles"], @[member="Desmond Voralis."]

 

[Darth Vulcanus]

Xander cracked a grin, pulling on his belt to make sure that his fast array of firearms were securely strapped to his simple armor weave robes. The Templar was more than aware that he had been slacking off in his Templar training, but it was mostly due to the fact that he had not found his interest with the Templars until his recent discovery of the gun templar.


After the Grand Marshal's announcement, Xander shot his hand up "I'll go with the Archon, lovely lady needs some good company for once."

 

[Hira Mitsae]

"Greetings to the both of you. I'm heading down to the Enclave, care to join me?"​

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He had come to appreciate @Josiah Denko, he was a true warrior. And in that regard all other things tend to get forgotten, at least in his mind. He was a hippy Magi and an obvious do good-er with not a shred of realism, but he did what he believed in and that was all that mattered to Serock.

"It seems there is a certain Hutt's neck that needs to be choked, Denko. These hands are going to do it, I hope you will find glory in your battle though."

 

[Feena]

Feena took a seat and waited. She had a team, or at least people to look after her. They had their orders and they would find her where she was supposed to meet them. Punctuality was important for a leader. Never late. Never keep others waiting.

 

[Darth Vulcanus]

Noctruno nodded at the Grand Marshal's words. This was going to be business as usual, land his forces and pound the enemy with artillery from afar before sending in his battalion to clean house. If everything went as planned, this mission would be over fast and droid casualties would be near to null. Of course, that was assuming that he lived in a perfect galaxy where plans always went off without a hitch. Eying those on the bridge, Nocturno called upon @[member="Serock Hoath"], "you, Serock. I am enlisting your assistance. I have transmitted the coordinates for the deployment area of my forces to a shuttle on Genesis's ship. Meet me planet side, ASAP"

 

[Darth Vulcanus]

Xander quickly made his way to the shuttle where thew Archon was awaiting his arrival. The Templar apprentice quickly took a seat beside her and gave a sly smile "How are you this very...decent evening?"

 

[Vendir]

When the briefing finished Vendir thought about going with the phantom corps. But then there are the Jedi... "I need to get me some blasters" Vendir said to himself "preferably a heavy blaster rifle" he chuckled to himself. Heavy blaster rifles were made to take down vehicles or heavily armored targets. But yet he could hold one like a regular blaster rifle. He had made up his decision. He was going to take care of the Jedi. Not because he hated them. But to a non-force user they are very difficult.

@Xander Corbal@[member="Genesis Rostu"]@[member="Garoth Do'Urden"]@[member="Feena Mason"]@Krag@Josiah Denko@[member="Dar'jetii"]@Nocturno@Serock Hoath