Reclamation or Reckoning?

[WolfMortum]

Descending down upon the fiery glow of the burned world [member="Bryce Bantam"]'s little game of "Simon Says" had led them to, the Furious Class Corvette touched down against the black decrepit tarmac giving way a loud hiss as the hydraulic's in the landing struts expelled the churning hot air from their entrance into the atmosphere. Somewhere upon this ruined world, somewhere among the rabble that lived upon the ashes of a dead culture long since passed, their targets were awaiting them. [member="Ara Ren"] alongside her Captor, Savior or possibly her contact meant to aid in her defection from the First Order, they would find Bryce Bantam and discover the truth behind Ara's disappearance from Bespin.

Moving in stride, the loading ramp lowered and he appeared moving in front of [member="Samka Derith"], his superior of whom he sought to aid and ensure the success of their mission. With so few details around this labyrinthine graveyard of histories lost to the civilized galaxy, Brennan Cabrol would act first to take in their landing zone, acquiring any potential risks across his helms tactical HUD with the additional cognitive power of the Ocular Neural Interface Decitus Ren herself had overseen driven into the skull of the young man, his one good eye would dance across the horizon, showering the high rise cliffs and ledges for any hint of an ambush, only to turn back and nod to his superior when he believed their location to be secure.

His past failures shadowed his every movements since the hilikan facilities infiltration and still to this day did he feel the consequences of his inability to represent the might of Sieger Ren against their oppressors. Watching Decitus Ren closely and paying attention to the way she carried herself, Caehl's brows would furrow beneath the visor of his helm, wondering how someone so young could obtain such a place of prestige and honor in serving their great sovereign lord. The Master of Ren, Decitus called the shots in every action they would take, now and further down the line. Though it was his failure that aided in Ara's loss to this Bantam person, it was Samka who would inevitably be pulling the strings here today and it was Caehl who would give his life before her own would be taken, such was the sacrifice, but most significantly the honor of serving in the Order of Ren. Giving all to the greater vision for glorious peace and security across the galaxy, a selfless act that even the Jedi Order failed to practice.

 

[Bryce Bantam]

"Dead sky fall" (unnamed world)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vt1Pwfnh5pc​

It was in fact not really unnamed, in fact it had gone by many names all of which had been forgotten to the ravages of time. Ravage was a good word to use for this force forsaken world. Once a utopia, a place of learning and achievement the gained by those who had lived here had in the end been their undoing. Bryce's boots crunched on charred earth as he walked, kicking up black dust from the ground below. As he walked his Aing-ti shield suit flickered as specks of dirt and slapped against it.

"Can you feel the death here Ara, this is what happens when you give your will over to the darkside. It is like a dog, always ready to bite, to harm all it sees as a threat. Let it rule you and only destruction will follow, all you want in life turned to ruin and the only thing left for you is a world of pain, and a throne of dirt."

They had come to this world for one reason, to find the final resting place. They walked on this grave yard of a planet in search of the final fate of the crew of "the Fisherking."

[member="Ara Ren"]