Laira Darkhold
Well-Known Member
Location: Hyperspace in Route
Allies: [member="Artesia Vereen"] | [member="Vengarl Vereen"] | [member="Liset Vereen"] | [member="Katagine Orar"]
Gear:
The ship began slowing already, drifting quietly through Hyperspace. There wasn't a lot of room in the little assault ship, but there was plenty for the few folks we had with us. Just a few warriors from the clan to help with keeping the ship secure and securing our true goals. With a portion of the ships hold turned into a Force User Cage complete with Beskar Shackles, Ysalamiri, and Energy Containment Cell there wasn't space for more than a couple dozen warriors. Less given that we would be crating up stuff from the planet and bringing it with us, so for now, the boys and girls of Clan Vereen lined the walls of the drop ship.
"Alright, we are slowing down. We will revert in stealth mode and move onto the planet. Once there, you lads and lasses all know your roles. We do our job well and our benefactors might tip us a little extra. OYA BROTHERS AND SISTERS!" I said, pacing the center of the hold. Arms and armor was prepared, support was ready, there was only the wait before combat left. We would get a little hold your breath moment when we hit atmosphere, but once we were through with re-entry it would be smooth sailing to our destination.
The planet in question was quite controversal as of late, having been in the HoloNews a few times and stirring up a massive scandal, but that was neither here nor there. The only two things that mattered on that rock were the people who lived there and the metal in its crust. Everything else was worthless.
The Force favors only the Strong. All others bow to its power. It was certainly a true statement, and the weak people of Sekalus had felt its wrath as of late. Perhaps they would be a little grateful for what was going to happen next.
Allies: [member="Artesia Vereen"] | [member="Vengarl Vereen"] | [member="Liset Vereen"] | [member="Katagine Orar"]
Gear:
- Signature | Rifle | Silencer | Grenade Launcher | Alchemized Wroshyr/Beskar Banded Shield
- Individual Field Disruptor | Anti-Security Blade | Field Security Disruptor | EMP Disruptor | Door Cutter
- YVH Probes (2) | Odominious Unit | Silencer
- Door Breaking Charges (2) | Force Breaker Grenades (2) | EMP Grenades (2)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w2v0pufwvHY
The ship began slowing already, drifting quietly through Hyperspace. There wasn't a lot of room in the little assault ship, but there was plenty for the few folks we had with us. Just a few warriors from the clan to help with keeping the ship secure and securing our true goals. With a portion of the ships hold turned into a Force User Cage complete with Beskar Shackles, Ysalamiri, and Energy Containment Cell there wasn't space for more than a couple dozen warriors. Less given that we would be crating up stuff from the planet and bringing it with us, so for now, the boys and girls of Clan Vereen lined the walls of the drop ship.
"Alright, we are slowing down. We will revert in stealth mode and move onto the planet. Once there, you lads and lasses all know your roles. We do our job well and our benefactors might tip us a little extra. OYA BROTHERS AND SISTERS!" I said, pacing the center of the hold. Arms and armor was prepared, support was ready, there was only the wait before combat left. We would get a little hold your breath moment when we hit atmosphere, but once we were through with re-entry it would be smooth sailing to our destination.
The planet in question was quite controversal as of late, having been in the HoloNews a few times and stirring up a massive scandal, but that was neither here nor there. The only two things that mattered on that rock were the people who lived there and the metal in its crust. Everything else was worthless.
The Force favors only the Strong. All others bow to its power. It was certainly a true statement, and the weak people of Sekalus had felt its wrath as of late. Perhaps they would be a little grateful for what was going to happen next.