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Serenno Scenery

Rogal Aegrus

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Serenno
14:42 Local time

Rogal was not one for sitting in an office while others were doing the work, not since his brothers had failed on Mandalore he had not believed himself ready thus and did not jump at the opportunity to command. But they had disappeared, there had been no contact from any of them they were either dead or hiding in shame, he would now have to take up the mantle, ready or not.

Intelligence gathered by the Dominion Security Bureau indicated that this sector was targeted by The Resurgent Empire and now he needed to ready to protect the 12 billion odd souls on this world. Serenno was a relatively peaceful world, but rolling hills and calm planes were quickly sullied by the sights of construction, fortresses were erected, Surface to Atmosphere defences were erected. Up in space the fleet was conducting exercises and the planetary shields were undergoing calibrations and running numerous tests to ensure peak performance when the time comes.

Rogal walked the grounds of one of the many construction sites, he stopped to observe a turret emplacement being completed while a Forman babbled on about staying on schedule and the quality of the fortifications.
 
I am a son of the Mountain.
This had been Dominic's first time on Serenno in almost three years, he never imagined his duties in The Dominion would bring him here.

Dismounting his starfighter, he watched as the trail members of his Element brought their fighters down onto the planet's surface. The Lieutenant smirked as the hatches to their ship's finally came open. "What's the matter, can't keep up?" He asked, pushing off of his ship as he did.

A Twi'lek female removed her helmet before a sound of disgust erupted from the bottom of her throat. "Whatever, L.T. you almost hit two freighter on the way down, if we hadn't of pulled back they would have worn us as bumper stickers." The thick drawl the woman's accent gave off identified her as a foreigner to the world, it hinted to her most likely being from some backwater planet in the outer rim.

"Excuses Excuses Trish, you guys get some chow, I'll find our new CO and tell him Rancor Squadron has arrived." The team gave out a unified cheer as Dom turned back from them. Pulling his datapad from it's place on his waist he scanned the surrounding area.

The squadron had arrived at one of the newer encampments and were supposed to report to a General Aegrus. "I guess he's got to be around here somewhere." Dom said, following the stairs down to the main part of the camp.

[member="Rogal Aegrus"]
 
It was no surprise that the newest leadership in the Dominion desired to fortify their new capital world. It was quite strange honestly, but all Kal could do was follow orders and come get the job done. Down on the world itself the Dominion Peacekeepers established their new posts and defensive positions as well as ensuring that all force protection operations were handled steadfastly.

They were relocating an entire parliament and government organization to this world. Security was of the utmost importance to the Dominion's military.

In space, an entire sector fleet swept the area for subspace traffic and began creating logistical lines and patrol formations whilst the boys with boots on solid ground did what they did best - fortify. There was no telling if those damned Primeval mooks or the Death Watch would strike while their leading officials were in transit, so these were all necessary precautions though Kal begrudgingly assumed partial command. He wasn't one for defending whatsoever. Assault, firebombing, and heavy infantry sweeps were what he craved and enjoyed the most.

Alas, orders were orders.

[member="Dominic Crowley"], [member="Rogal Aegrus"]
 
[SIZE=11pt]A pure white light careened through the window and entered the alabaster room. Lunarius lay in his bed as the first rays of sunshine pierced the windows veil. He lay atop two large beds while white bed sheets covered his massive form. He had suffered extensive injuries on Mandalore and had been bed ridden ever since. But, the call to arms had come again. Lunarius could sense it. War was in his bones and when interlopers threatened his land he would stand to fight again. Lunarius grunted as he pulled himself out of bed. His whole body was bandaged and it made movements stiff, still he stood on shaky legs. Lunarius managed a few more paces before almost falling. He caught himself on a large metallic cabinet and sat their for a moment, catching his breath. Using his internal com link Lunarius sent a message to his men. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]“Bring me my armor,” He grunted. He would not sit idly by while his brothers gained their father's favor over him. [/SIZE]

[member="Kalius Aegrus"]
[member="Dominic Crowley"]
[member="Rogal Aegrus"]
 

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