Mission Operation: Silent Scales | COV

[Romul Saxon]

Saga of Iron and Ash
Hunt​

On the lush world of Cularin, a shadow moves through the thick canopy. It is not merely a predator of nature, but a creation of bioengineering. The Oggmiri lizards are living weapons, combining the thick, lightsaber-resistant hides of the Oggdo with the Force-nullifying traits of the Ysalamiri. Engineered by the Trade Federation for purposes that do not concern the Covenant, these beasts have established a sizable and aggressive population within the Cularin system. Their existence represents a unique tactical opportunity that the Covenant of Iron cannot ignore.

In the coming struggle against the Sith, the ability to dampen the Force might be the difference between victory and defeat. The Covenant does not seek to destroy these creatures, but to harness them. By securing the Oggmiri, we secure a tool that can strip a Sith of their greatest weapon, leaving them as vulnerable as anyone else.

Objective​

The Rekav’dral has authorized a discreet operation to secure these specimens for the Mythos Fleet and for further experimentation. You are part of a specialised strike force to infiltrate the jungle by stealth and survive hostile wildlife to extract the target. At least two breeding pairs, and if possible, a clutch of young to be raised in captivity, are to be extracted from the jungle. We have no intelligence on where these creatures may be, so you must track them down. Be wary, for the Oggmiri are as ferocious as they are rare.

Steel is our skin, and Iron is our will. Let the hunt begin.

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[Signy Bralor]

SIGNY BRALOR
CULARIN | THE HUNT
TAG: OPEN
GEAR: Huginn and Muninn, Beskar'gam, jetpack, Enrico repeater
VISIBLY PRESENTING: Fully armoured

Sig stalked through the jungle slowly and carefully, the trackers in her HUD told her that this was a spot that the lizards frequented, cool running water, plenty of prey, and lots of trees to climb and be camouflaged in.

She carried in herb hands an Enrico rifle, one of the Bralor crew had liberated it on Epica during the invasion of the Galactic empire a few years back and Signy had taken a shine to it. Technically it was a loaner, but she had had it in her closet since she was thirteen and she hadnt been asked to return it yet so she guessed she might never be.

She also had her custom pistols, but hunting wildlife with advance mandalorian pistols just didnt seem sporting, and she was doing this for the love of the game. She checked her rifle again, as if it might have somehow unloaded itself since the last time she checked. The simple act of stalking was making her cautious and making sure she took her time to do it right, she was a good mandalorian.

She stepped across a small stream, gabbing a branch for support when she heard the snap of a twig in the overgrowth, instinctively the but of her rifle was in her shoulder and her fingers were ready to work the trigger as soon as she turned and identified the target.

(This is where you come in)

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[Brent Warnel]

THE JUNGLE
TAG: Signy Bralor ​

Brent's HUD sped through different spectrums as he stalked through the lush forest. Different things stood out to him as his HUD scrolled in front of his eyes. Broken branches in one light spectrum stood out, soft footprints in another.

Brent's thick purple cloak flowed around him as he suddenly stopped in the shade of a giant tree. The bark had been scraped away by a moving creature, leaving deep divots in the soft wood beneath. Something large had been here, and by the looks of it, rather recently. Soft footprints in the earth led from the tree and further down a nearby slope.

The trail led down to a creek that slowly bubbled through the lush forest. Brent crept to the creek and began following it as the land slowly sloped downward in elevation. Brent walked for some time before the creek spilled out into a large body of water. This area was not as lush and beautiful as the higher elevations had been; it was swampy, full of trees and life. Perfect hunting grounds for the Oggmiri.

Brent continued to skirt around the swamp, coming up onto another nearby creek that fed into the swampy lagoon. As he stepped nearer to it, a branch that had been concealed in the overgrowth snapped. Brent's HUD lit up at the same time as he heard the quick shuffle of armor nearby.

Brent's head snapped around to the location the noise had come from, spying another Mandalorian who had been hidden from his view until this point. He immediately noticed the blaster leveled at him by the other. Still, his alarm quickly subsided as his HUD alerted him that they were a member of the Covenant, just one he had not interacted with yet.

"Seems we may found their hunting grounds," Brent said by way of greeting.

 

[Thyr Kyron]

M E T A L S M I T H
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Tag: Signy Bralor | Brent Warnel | Open

Thyr rarely left Kestri. The frozen world was her home, and her responsibility was to forge. Yet Tyr had been selected for this mission precisely because of her forging expertise -- though why that was needed, that was beyond her. Maybe the naur'alors at Kayatr'ade Forgeworks wanted to experiment with these lizards to their own end.

An opportunity to stretch her legs, at least. She was quiet on the ride to Cularin. She wasn't very social, especially with some of these vode who she considered.. not loyal to Kestri. But she kept her thoughts to herself.

The jungle world wasn't as hot as she had thought it would be. Her heat-insulated armor, made for working in high-temperature forges, shielded her somewhat, but the humid suffocating atmosphere of Cularin was not the dry cold of Kestri. She wanted to strip herself of her armor but kept herself under composure.

"Seems we may found their hunting grounds," Brent said by way of greeting.

The words caught her by surprise. She hadn't noticed the other Mandalorian, though she'd been keeping close with the younger warrior. She held her own blaster loosely, a pace back, comfortable to keep behind and watch.

 

[Signy Bralor]

SIGNY BRALOR
CULARIN | THE HUNT
TAG: Brent Warnel Thyr Kyron
GEAR: Huginn and Muninn, Beskar'gam, jetpack, Enrico repeater
VISIBLY PRESENTING: Fully armoured

"Seems we may found their hunting grounds,"

"It appears so. I found a few of their leavings a little way down the track." she replied to the newcomer as she made gestures down a path that was barely even a path, more a suggestion where animals had worn the brush a little low and snagged a few branches. "I think they water down there then come up here to hunt.

This if fun right?"

She said with an audible smile, hunting was a rare thrill considering her clan was fleet bound.

"I'd advise against blasters. Our tanners's are after some of those hides, so if we need to put any down, kinetics would be preferable. Quick and clean.

And obviously no explosives. She laughed."

There was a loud crack from up ahead though the brush and Signy raised her rifle to her shoulder and put her hand into the the lever. The jungle was so silent that she reached forward and began to screw on a small supressor. Better to bot to alert every animal within miles to their presence.

She was ready to squeeze the trigger when the movement stopped and there was a snorting noise of a wild boar ahead. While she wouldnt mind bagging a boar to show off to the Saxons, that wasnt why they were here.

"Come on, there is a little bluff up ahead, i'm sure we will find some there. Either of you got remote optics?"

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[Brent Warnel]

THE HUNT
TAG: Signy Bralor Thyr Kyron
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"I'd advise against blasters. Our tanners's are after some of those hides, so if we need to put any down, kinetics would be preferable. Quick and clean.

And obviously no explosives. She laughed."

Brent nodded in approval of the information Signy put out. "No blasters, no explosives, no problems," he replied, hefting his Verpine Shatter Rifle, "I brought some kinetics."

Brent noticed the other Mandalorian staying slightly behind Signy, looking her over as he had not seen her before.

The crack from the brushes spun all three of them in that direction, weapons raised and pointed. The cracking and crunching of the vegetation finally revealed a boar going about its business.

"Come on, there is a little bluff up ahead, i'm sure we will find some there. Either of you got remote optics?"

"Nothing with me," Brent said, following along toward the bluff. The jungle in this area was thick, and it took some effort to walk through without making enough noise to alert everything within earshot. They reached the bluff, which gave them a wide view of the surrounding area. The noises of the jungle roiled all around them, but Brent couldn't figure out from this area which way would be best.

He used his helmet's optics to observe the area before finally asking, "Anyone see something I don't?"

 

[Thyr Kyron]

M E T A L S M I T H
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Tag: Signy Bralor | Brent Warnel

He used his helmet's optics to observe the area before finally asking, "Anyone see something I don't?"

Thyr had fallen in behind her two vode, listening to their comfortable banter. She didn't really know when to interject herself, but at the same time, she wasn't much of a talker. She was more used to the droning of hammer and steel than social interactions.

Suddenly, her foot stepped on something hard. She could feel the impact against the alloy-hardened sole of her boot. Pausing, she stooped down to inspect what she had stepped on, and straightened up holding a single scale. A mass spec scanner she had built into her helmet for metallurgy purposes brightened up, quantifying the scale and its properties along with confidence levels of the associated information. "Got a track," she announced to the other two, who had continued on several paces when she'd stopped. "Look for prints, anything." She wasn't much of a hunter -- it had been so long since her verd'gotten -- so she wasn't a hundred percent sure her suggestions would be helpful.