Scratching Names Off The Naughty List [Sith Empire VS Mandalorians - Invasion of Yaga Minor]

[Isar]

YAGAI CITY​

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Drums. Drums in the deep.​

Upon the fields of battle came a transport flying low.​

Bearing a single gift, the Mandos would get to know.​

Landing amidst the chaos, it disgorged a single foe.​

A beast of old, with bloodlust and death in tow.​

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Down from the ramp strode a nightmare standing ten feet tall.​

The behemoth, a colossus, of five thousand pounds in all.​

Armored in ultrachrome and durasteel, it set forth to maul,​

Wielding a mace that made some wookiees look small.​

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From its maw issued synthesized, discordant laughter​

A bellow, its true roar, split the air soon after.​

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It bore down upon the inhabitants of the city, a terror to behold.​

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"Puny mortals, weaklings, I shall feast upon your flesh!" ​

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A single swing of the mace sent half-a-dozen Yagai flying.​

Blood spattered across ground and mace, mothers began crying.​

Rushing forward, Sev3n impaled a Yagai female upon a tusk.​

Poison from tusk mingled with the body impaled, now a husk.​

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"I shall break the bones of your old! I shall ravage your daughters and devour your screaming infants!" ​

 

[Jsc]

Yagai City Outskirts
Vs: @Kaine Zambranohttp://starwarsrp.net/user/136-kaine-zambrano/ & The Blackblades (p4)

Spotted on approach, she hastened to match blades with the towering Sorcerer and King. In her left hand, a Durashield. In her right, an electric-blue saberstaff.

An attack wave was summoned and Karen dared to push through. She hefted her shield and the Force with a charge. A sound like thunder snapped her back to reality. She met the attack with fury and a wrathful wind.

Krakk!

Defeat. She was sent flying backwards, tumbling through the air, as her shield melted into black splattering's of fumigating paint. Her Force barrier smashed and trodden underfoot upon the dazzling impact.

Skybound and tumbling. Though like a kitten in reply. She landed effortlessly many distances away. Her EVA garments smoking with the remnants of an ethereal black haze. Her eyes burning with a Warden's cause. She was not defeated...

Twin saberstaffs she now brandished from her belt. Catching fire, she lunged with a warrior's cry, and threw a single dual-bladed weapon like a javelin towards her villain's heart. ...Two could play at that game.

 

[Gorba the Hutt]

THE RIVER​

@Darth Mortivious @[member="Olom Grihk"] @[member="Basaba Willamina"]

"Copy, Vod," rasped Vertorix across the comm channel.

No sooner had he said this than he saw a sudden flash of white amidst the foliage. Stormtroopers. Not so great at camouflage. Vertorix reacted swiftly, rolling sideways and down the embankment, letting himself be carried by gravity and the shape of the natural landscape down toward the river as he tumbled away. Blasterfire erupted where he had been and he heard the shriek of a dying ysalamir. He had hated taking care of that lizard anyway.

The Mandalorian came up on one knee, leveled his rifle and put two acid rounds into a stormtrooper who, behind that helmet, probably had a look of horrified surprise on his face right when the acid began to eat through the helmet and into the man's flesh. Vertorix left the man writhing on the ground, screaming. The smell of feces mingled with the acrid stench of acid. Vertorix just grimaced. Just because we're armored doesn't mean we're slow. Like a ghost, Vertorix vanished deeper into the undergrowth, using his knowledge of the terrain against the stormtroopers.

 

[Allison Willamina]

@[member="Moira Skaldi"] @[member="Paega Anginous"] @[member="Kila Cadau"]

Allison looked up as ships were coming in and the ground defenses were firing. Fighters and bombers would be deployed as needed to deal with them and the massive mandalorian looked on the river. The fighting would only get more intense but she saw it. Troopers heading down the river and spoke into the coms on their channel. "Rally Master I see several dozen heading towards the town." It wasn't a time for fighting wholly no but there was one thing nice about being the largest in armor. You could carry plenty and the weapon harness slid from her back with a second turret on it.

A second turret if it was needed and the rocks becomes the setup area. Her breathe caught for several moment before she squeezed the triggers and it whirred. The e-webs opened fire on Paega's soldiers from their backs as she triggers them both. A massive ten foot mandalorian behind a boulder for cover. The other three with her opened fire while lobbing grenades and Allison spoke. "We have engaged the enemy forces, they are headed towards the small town. Prepare to hit them from the opposite sides with armor."

 

[Darth Carnifex]

Kaine saw the incoming saberstaff thrown like a wicked spear of pure hellfire, and rolled to the side to evade the oncoming missile. He was a tad too slow in his armor, and the blade of the weapon sliced along the armor of his right arm and became caught up in his maroon cape as it soared by. The cape caught fire quick enough, to which Kaine responded by unclasping it and tossing it to the wind where it burned into ashes. He examined the gash on his armor and shrugged before taking the Djem So opening stance as he glared daggers at Karen. Suddenly three Blackblades emerged from behind Karen to attack her from behind, to which Kaine shouted a resounding:

"NO"

The Blackblades ground to a halt in any attack they were planning to unleash upon the rogue Master and stood rigid as they awaited further orders. "She is mine, and I will fight her alone." The soldiers nodded obediently and ran back to resume fighting the Shadowguard, leaving Karen and Kaine alone in that alleyway. Kaine resumed the opening stance of Djem So as he suddenly lunged into the air, nearly closing the distance between them in one bound before be brought down his saber towards her in the classic Djem So move, Falling Avalanche. He used the combined weight of himself and his armor behind his opening strike, obviously favoring a more aggressive and strength-based fighting style against Karen.

@[member="Karen Roberts"]

 

[Marcus Faust]

@[member="HK-36"]

"Down, now!" Marcus barked as the shatter gun cut down several of his troopers. But the shooter didn't have long. Discreetly a sniper in Marcus' platoon surveyed the area, and he found his shooter. Loud, deadly, and accurate blaster rounds sprung forward, heading for who or whatever made the poor decision to try and take down Marcus and his men, one he/she/it would regret immensely in the moments to come. Looking from the tree he was behind to the sergeant beside him, have gave a reassuring nod. The man preformed a series of hand gestures and the troops popped out momentarily and opened fire, a wave of red plasma heading towards the unfortunate shooter.

 

[Isar]

YAGAI CITY​

A trail of mangled corpses led to Sev3n's towering form.​

The Terentatek cornered a crowd of civilians, so forlorn.​

The HK A.I. followed the objective to the very letter.​

Kill, destroy, cause collateral damage without fetter.​

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Subjugation to the Empire rang synonymous with butchery.​

The terrible beast swung mace and claw with utter debauchery.​

Sev3n, the infernal incarnation of such ruthless total war.​

A monster, an unholy union of droid and animal for​

A singular purpose was this demon born and bred.​

To inspire fear through the sheer number of dead.​

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Sev3n swung mace. Sev3n swung claw.​

Sev3n chomped and Sev3n bit with vile maw.​

The street at its feet ran red, soaked in blood.​

Sev3n continued to rip bodies open, an unending flood.​

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Who would stop this 'subjugation', who would play the hero?​

No one. For the amount of true heroes number zero.​

But of monsters there are a plenty. Sev3n is but one.​

But who is akin to Sev3n? I tell you, there is none.​

 

[Moira Skaldi]

@[member="Allison Willamina"], @[member="Paega Anginous"], @[member="Kila Cadau"]

Yaga Minor Ground - moving towards the city

Bloodshed, mayhem, barrages of anti-air fire being sent towards Sith dropships, the thunder of cannons, screams as soldiers were blasted to pieces. Such was the true law of the universe. Survival of the fittest, power taken by the sword and the weak forced into submission by the barrel of the gun. Of course, organics would always find reasons to make their deeds appear more noble, but in the end they killed because it was in their nature and those like Moira had been created in order to enable them to achieve this more efficiently.

Did it have to be this way? Could not the people of the Galaxy achieve peace and understanding, realise how wasteful wars were and instead jointly share the fruits of prosperity and trade? For in this endless slaughter there would be no victor, he who lived by the sword would die by the sword. Obviously Moira Skaldi had come very clear views on anyone who voiced thoughts like this: Shoot them.


She traversed the ground, moving swift yet silent, much like a ghost but then she had been designed as an assassin, with the ability to seemingly move without making much of a sound, Mark One Boltgun in her grasp, holding the heavy and bulky weapon like it weighed, but then to her it did not really, her platoon of troopers fanning out in loose formation, watchful for enemy ambushes, squads providing cover for one another. She saw the billowing clouds of smoke rise up into the sky, the tell-tale signs of a crash and heat signatures were detected as she flashed through various vision modes. The sound of explosions and heavy weapons fire resonated across the area as they got close to the river. Her HUD fed her the information she needed, Mandalorians. Presently that meant they were on the same side, clockwork had not yet risen again after all. Dozens of Sith troopers were headed towards the town, she heard the firing of e-webs as they spewed out blaster rounds at a rapid rate at the attackers. This would be beautiful to watch, even more to participate in.

"Engage hostile forces. Bombard them with bolters and grenades, then advance. Cowardice and retreat will not be tolerated," she said flatly, making 'not tolerated' sound like the worst thing, but then Moira had a particular way of talking. As the e-webs blasted at the Sith Omegan troopers advanced, taking cover behind rocks, raising their boltguns, in this case the Mark Two variant, to fire, their weapons barking out explosive bolts, others brought up light repeaters and blaster rifles to fire, grenades being hurled. These could not be deflected by telekinesis since they exploded on impact and the Mark Two was semiautomatic, though less lethal and the magazine capacity was still low. Grenades were hurled at the advancing Sith troopers, Moira moved into battle herself, firing her bolter. The ten foot Mandalorian was not difficult to spot, well, the size said everything. Moira recalled her from certain Protectorate files. Omegan reinforcements arriving, beginning assault, she broadcast flatly over the command channel as she brought up her boltgun and let loose rounds at the Sith soldiers.

 

[Noah Corek]

@[member="Moira Skaldi"] @Allison Willamina, @Paega Anginous, @Kila Cadau
Fleet-1 Belsar-Class Command Carrier,4 Hammerdrop-Class Missile Corvette's and 4 Nebulon B7-Class Escort Frigates
Yaga Minor-Moving Towards City,Part of Major Skaldi's Task Force
Ah,it seemed like the old days for Noah. Noah had grown up hating and loathing all that was Imp,hell he had spent 13 years of his life fighting them. So when he had heard that the Imps were attacking a Mando planet,in which he had recently become a honorary member,he jumped at the chance to fight. "Major,I think that my men could easily use our stealth armor and flank them,opinion?" Noah asked of the HRD.

 

[Kila Cadau]

Yaga Minor; Ground

At the tall Mandalorian's warning, Kila moved her head a fraction in acknowledgement, diving for cover as the Initiate - or maybe it was the Imperials - opened fire. "I see them. Allison and I will stay here with most of the vode here and keep 'em distracted. The rest of you, circle around and sandwich them between us." She said, firing at the enemy troops as she addressed her own. "Their angle of approach says they might be the gatecrashers, but if they're not, that just means we have another few Imps to shoot." Good times. She thought, a slight but savage grin on her face behind her helmet.

@[member="Allison Willamina"] @[member="Paega Anginous"] @Anyone in our area I forgot

 

[Adenn Gra'tua]

Adenn Gra'tua had just killed his first four imperial troopers. he had been searching the ground for troops, scanning the sky occasionally for a fighter. He hopped off a hill down to his latest kill "not even a challenge" he said, stepping over the bodies. He needed to know where he could help so he wasn't just killing small teams, he spoke through the open comlink to all the Mandalorians that were on it "this is Adenn Gra'tua" he said "are there any Mandalorians that need assistance?"

@Vertorix@Verz Horak@[member="Basaba Willamina"]@[member="Azrael"]@Kila Cadau

 

[Kila Cadau]

Yaga Minor; Ground

Kila's helmet comlink beeped.

"This is Adenn Gra'tua. Are there any Mandalorians that need assistance?"

Kila considered for a moment, then switched on the comlink to reply. "Kila Cadau. Nice to see you're still kicking, ner vod. We've got a group of Imperials over here - sending a small group to take them from the back. Join up with them and apply basic tactics from there - shoot and don't get shot." She finished with a suppressed chuckle.

@[member="Adenn Gra'tua"] @[member="Allison Willamina"] @[member="Paega Anginous"]

 

[Xavier Vi'dreya]

Boots were on the ground now, no turning back. "Go, go, go!" TK-4242 bellowed as he leapt from the S90 MAAT, his squad in tow behind him. Rushing inot the fray, or where there would be one, the Stormtrooper prepared himself for full on war, his carbine cradled in his arms as he smashed through the forestry of the planet that was Yaga Minor.

 

[Horaan Estidal]

Yaga Minor: Ground
Rivergroup Battle

Horaan and his crew were in the heat of the battle when he had received a order from @[member="Olom Grihk"] . "Ghost Squad, there is a sniper at the coordinates 7-13-29-Besh-18, firing on our men. Please give the punk some CQC lessons, before he takes any more potshots at the infantry," Horaan responded back and turned to his squad, "Alright boys we have a man to take out, cloak up and head towards the coordinates. He should be somewhere up on that mountainside so head in that direction" Horaan's squad and him run, duck and dodge the assortment of laser fire coming from every direction. Horaan's squad were trained in stealth and maneuverability. After about ten minutes of getting into position on the mountainside, Horaan looked at his datapad for the coordinates. "Hand me my rifle" Horaan ordered. Horaan was one of the only men in the Sith military to ever pull off a shot from over 3 kilometers. Horaan's scout hands him his rifle and Horaan setup on the mountain side scanning near the coordinates that Olom had given him. After scanning the area for about 3 minutes Horaan had located him. He had a cloaking device as well and was uncloaking everytime he shot. Horaan studied his movements carefully finding the positions he kept moving to everytime he cloaked up. Horaan couldn't afford to miss. If the suspect had realized he was spotted he would cloak up and get away. The sniper kept moving between three trees but in an irregular pattern. Horaan steadied his rifle carefully after adjusting for his height and distance. The man fired a shot a cloaked up, he could tell from where the shot went that he was targeting @[member="Olom Grihk"] Horaan couldn't afford to have him fire another shot, thankfully he missed that one. Horaan took a wild guess and aimed at the empty spot next to the third tree. *BOOM* Horaan's laser bolt flew from the barrel and the shot was successful. The man was 4 kilometers off, and his cloaking device had been disabled and he saw the mans body go limp. Horaan stands back up and hands the rifle back to his scout. "That's how its done boys." Horaan then proceeds to contact @[member="Olom Grihk"] . "The sniper has been taken care of sir, and thanks to me your still alive. Whats our next move? Whats the objective?"

 

[HK-36]

@[member="Marcus Faust"]
Well, the sniper providing suppressive fire against Marcus' troops was not as unfortunate as he would seem.
The counter-sniper would be able to pinpoint location from the shooter in what looked like a small mound of leaves and bush. Once the accurate shot sounded off, counter-sniper should be able to hit a small mound of leaves after all, the sniper on Marcus's side fell back, dead, his mask cracked open and erupted, another shot from a shattergun, although this one, was seemingly weaker.

Off in the distance, there laid a smoking gun drone with a shattergun, the seeming culprit behind the attacks. However, as Marcus' dead sniper could show, there was more than one of them, most likely.
As his soldiers jumped out and began firing, they began fall over dead, one by one, yet it was unclear where the shots were coming from. There was something, but something vague and unclear, moving, dancing, avoiding and shooting back with deadly grace and precision as one by one Marcus' troops kept falling dead.

And then, a sound of something moving nearby Marcus was heard, as if something crawled through bushes, what Marcus could see was a tall, slender dark figure, unclear, like shadow or shape of darkness, but if Marcus would reach out, he could not feel anything in the force around him except his troopers.
And at that instant
BOOM!
Around them there were explosions at the stumps of trees that surrounded their position, before they knew it, the large trees began crashing down in their direction, threatening to quickly smash them underneath the tremendous weight.

 

[Aedan Miles]

LANDING ON YAGA MINOR LANDING NEAR RIVER IN MIDST OF LARGE AREA OF BATTLE
@[member="Kila Cadau"] @[member="Paega Anginous"] @Allision Willamina @[member="Adenn Gra'tua"] @[member="Darth Mortivious"] @[member="Basaba Willamina"] @[member="Vertorix"] @[member="Olom Grihk"] @[member="Horaan Estidal"]

Aedan miles let out a disdainful snort as he saw fighters and bombers soaring in at his ships and merely waved his hand. At that signal a command was issued to the ships escorting his command ship and the fighter squadron not docked on his ship came about and flashed towards them as the rest of them opened fire with anti fighter weapons. He watched as the engines slowly turned off and the large amounts of repolsurlifts on his ships activated carefully lowering his ships to the ground. He noted rather upset that the squadron he had sent out were all destroyed but some pilots had ejected in time. He slowly nodded his head as he looked towards the area that showed the ships that had landed and activated a ship wide com. "This is your captain speaking we have successfully landed on the planet I would appreciate it if ALL forces disembarked and began construction of a C&C center here. SPT you are on patrol around this area I want you to travel in groups of 6 for the first 300 with a Tartoros walker to each group. The last 33 of you an Lapetus exoskeleton with 2 others to act as security." He watched as the remains of his famed battalion known as SPT or Sharp Pointy things charged out of his ship and took up their defensive positions followed by a well horde is the only word you could use for it of Cragmoloids at first look they would shock anyone even a Mando for their size was around 9 feet 10 inches and they weighed around 440 pounds each of them had 2 long tusks and trunks. But at another look they would notice that for now they carried only their side arms and vibro axes they were unloading all the defensive structures from the ships they had been aboard. Aedan Miles let out a loud laugh as he activated his com again calling the rest of his Armada down to the surface as well. They were needed here now that Emperor @[member="Dranok Lussk"] had more support.

It would take them time to get here but by the time they did the base would be almost finished. Aedan was not messing around now he was in full control of the situation here and was moving quickly to make sure that the Sith Empire and Corsair Brotherhood would now have a FOB (Forward Operating Base). It would serve as the command center where Aedan would hopefully show his use by getting the Sith forces to work better together. For now he needed to know what shape everyone was in. He activated his com again and brought it to the Sith channel. "This is Pirate Lord Aedan Miles to all Sith forces. I have landed and am in the process of setting up a base on the river. If you need support contact me through this channel and I will make sure to send some support your way. It is advised that those of you moving to fast and seperated quickly fall back to my location at (Don't know exact coordinates so just yea say I gave them XD)." He would then cut the channel and look out as the base was coming into being. It wasn't as nice as a prefabricated base but the Corsairs didn't have one yet for now it seemed to be more of a fire position e-web emplacements scattered neatly around the edge giving the optimal amount of coverage they could. around the borders wandered 16 Lapetus Armored Exoskeletons and 50 Tartoros-class walkers. The defenses were coming along nicely they didn't have time to put up any serious walls so most of it was using felled trees and other natural things for cover. Aedan would have to find a way to fix that in the future but for now he was as prepared as he could be.

 

[Marcus Faust]

He had to move, and fast. Ducking and rolling his way to safety the Sith Knight barely escaped a death by falling tree. As he got to his feet and drew his saber from his belt and ignited it, the crimson blade coming to life with a snap-hiss. But that was nothing but an indication that the attacker, whomever it was, had failed.

Deactivating his saber Marcus zipped into the trees, disappearing from sight completely. The dark figure, wherever it was, would not see him, but it would only hear the echo of his mechanized breathing bouncing around as he made the hunter become the hunted. The ball was in his court.

@[member="HK-36"]

 

[Paige Argous]

@[member="Allison Willamina"] @[member="Kila Cadau"] @[member="Moira Skaldi"]

Quite frankly, Paega knew that they were in a very bad situation. That was an easy conclusion that came to Paega's mind when her lieutenant along with about more than half a dozen troopers suddenly were gunned down by a rain of bullets from what the Force informed her were nearby turrets. She gritted her teeth as she ignited her crimson lightsaber and narrowly blocked the incoming blaster fires that were coming in. Feth, this did not look good at all.

"Get to those trees for cover!" she yelled at the surviving troops, blocking with her blade another blaster fire that almost hit her in the chest. Near the town was a stretch woodland, and although the trees were a bit too sparsely apart for comfort, it certainly would provide more cover than being out in the open did. Grenades were also thrown in their general direction, and Paega had to leap from her spot to avoid them. Force Push, she could tell, would not help stop the advance of those thrown grenades. As her group fled to the woods, the stormtroopers returned fire occasionally while running, their DD-12 Baster Rifles rapidly returning fire to their enemies. "We'll make our stand here!" she announced as her group reached the woods.

The trail that they had left behind in their retreat to the woods was quite visible, a long line of dead fallen troopers sprawled across the path in which they had retreated. Paega motioned for her group to stop as they took cover behind the trees, and began returning fire in earnest. These stormtroopers would fight very hard, Paega knew. After all, they knew that there was no more 'retreat' for them, and that they had to make their stand here. The blonde Sith Knight retrieved a blaster rifle from a fallen trooper, and started firing away as well, her shots joining in with the shots of her fellow Imperials.

 

[Kadala Kotyc]

YAGA MINOR:
Ground, Joining Rivergroup:
Moving to oppose @[member="Darth Mortivious"] and @[member="Olom Grihk"]
Allying with @[member="Vertorix"] and @Basaba Williamina

Hit the ground, hit the ground!​

Grenades going all around!​

Troops down, troops down!​

Empire's falling now!​

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With a running start Kad jumped and reached for the lowest branch of a nearby tree. It was to easy to pull herself up and begin the climb. About ten seconds later she was at the top of the tree, and looking out around the surrounding area. Explosions caught her attention, somewhere nearby a river to her north. Pale lips curled up into a grin as the Mando went to head towards the conflict.​

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What's that, what's that sound?​

Shots fired off all around!​

Fools down, fools down!
Empire's falling now!​

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Swinging herself on a branch Kad launched herself at the next tree. The distance wasn't far, and she was able to grip several branches before pulling herself even higher. There had to be a good spot to get a visual on the fighting nearby. Neither the last tree nor this one was tall enough. Their peaks did not reach over the others far enough to see beyond. Kad was going to have to march her way there. Which was fine by her, better chance to kill some stormtroopers along the way.​

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Targets are in, are in bound!​

So many rounds!​

Troops down, Troops down!​

Empire's falling now!​

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Beskar boots hit the ground with a thud as she descended. Her sniper rifle was back in her hands, aimed at the forest in front of her. On her belt were two small blaster rifles, an assortment of grenades, and a few different types of ammo. Strapped to her back were vibro-blades, just in case the fight got close and personal. Just like every other mando out there Kad was ready. Her momentum carried her as she rushed through the woods, experience letting her be quieter then most would expect. The mando had spent twelve years of her life in woods like these, forced to fight to survive. Out of hundreds, she was the only to survive.​

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Ay ay ay ay! This war has a price yet to be paid, the sith will be laid down, no mercy, no mercy. Shots fired all around, troops hitting the ground, rapid action, Sith's slow reactions, they chose the wrong faction! Hit the ground, hit the ground! EMPIRE'S FALLING NOW! I SAID EMPIRE'S FAILING NOW!​

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Words were spilling out of her mouth, silenced by her helm. It was typical to add lyrics to a battle. Made things more interesting, and distracted her mind from the pain of lesser injuries. So far Kad had none of the latter... though she was amused by the rhyming. Sure, it wasn't terribly manly, but who says a girl has to be manly? Nobody. So frack off the judging. Ahem, moving on. The extremely manly female mando made her way towards the explosions, eyes full of fury, heart racing, and lips curled up in a smirk. As the sounds of battle got closer she slowed. She wasn't afraid, not even close. Kadala simply knew better then to charge into combat.​

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Eying the canopy of trees above she looked for the best candidate. Taller the tree the better. It took a few seconds to find a good one. But once she did she was climbing up, her rifle strapped on her back. The view was good, as it allowed her to see parts of the river and advancing sith troops. They wouldn't be marching for long though. Retrieving her rifle Kad set it up and started aiming. Her sights met that of a trooper firing at an unknown target. A cold, dry laugh was emitted as the mando pulled the trigger, re-cocked the gun, and fired again. Poor troop was hit once square in the chest and once in the helm. He wouldn't be fighting anymore. Knowing someone could track her position based off the shot she moved, using the longer, thicker branches to travel. Even a less war experienced mando like her knew not to stay in the same spot for to long.​

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That would be suicide.
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[HK-36]

@[member="Marcus Faust"]
While Marcus took time to disappear and bounce around, he could realize that the downed trees caught fire, most likely from the explosions. Embers and smoke began to rise into the air, obscuring vision and distorting the air with heat.
There was another thing Marcus would be able to realize, his soldiers, companions, they were silent, their corpses littering the scorched ground, under burning trees, littering the ground with crack carapaces and armor, until
"Aaaaaargh!"
A scream cut through the hot, orange-red air.

It rang from one of Marcus's troops, hanging from a low tree, upside-down, in a fetal position, bleeding and gasping for breath as he was slightly rotating off of a metal cable that hang him in his place. His knees were forced up to his chest with the cable, barely conscious, barely alive.
In front of the dangling soldier was the ghostly shadowy tall shape, staring, watching the suffering of the Sith soldier.