Strings of Fate [Moross Crusade Dominion of Aurum]

[Ereza]

Aurum

It had not been her intended destination, but as Amorella Mae had come to find out there were powers that ruled the galaxy far greater than her own. Fate was immeasurable in its influence, and it was to her that Amore granted both the reasoning behind her appearance here, and the pain in which she arrived.

Her own new powers were still unrefined, but at least this time the damage was far less complete. Layers of skin simply missing from her left hand, raw and freely bleeding, as if they had been forgotten at the previous location, like a single glove lost amidst the commotion. It wasn't to say she could not feel the emense amount of pain radiating from it, as a matter of fact she was quite aware, but the last month had seen her faring agony a great deal more ... encompassing, so it was with a queer calmness that the woman tore the fabric of her shirt for wrapping. Amore hadn't the energy left to quicken the healing process, not after her jump halfway across the galaxy, but she could manage the rhythmic motions of bandaging the limb. Its gruesome nature did not seem to hinder her concentration, as if such a hideous thing were normal, mere side effects of her knowledge, consequences for the misuse of it, but she'd yet to find a way to use it without.

Perhaps there was no right way.

The young woman did not know what planet this was, but something was made extremely clear the moment she arrived: horrible events had taken place here and they had left an echo in the Force so numbing to the psyche she could feel it weighing on her mind. A behemoth of misery, wailing upon the intangible winds, making her bones shiver.

Seeking out the source of this suffering wasn't going to get her home, but Amore felt a pull upon her so strong she could not ignore it, not even in her state. Her feet carried her across an open landscape towards the silhouette of buildings on the horizon and a tree - one great, large tree, where shadows clung to its trunk and branches.

So close to home, yet so far to go.

[member="Cameron Centurion"]

 

[Cameron Centurion]

Exocron

Silver-green eyes stared with complete, utter disinterest as an individual the Aesir was not familiar with beseeched the False God for some blessing or another. The colors of the man's clothing suggested that he, in truth, a follower of Hali. The very...flighty sibling of Aatrox. It amused Cameron when these things happened, really. There were so many on Exocron that were wary even outright frightened of Aatrox and his scheming. They all had reason to, of course, Cameron was quite comfortable with using people for his own means. The intensity of his shadowy, recluse nature had only increased in the months that passed without [member="Amorella Mae"]. Still...when people had a need for discretion or unsavory action to assist them, they also made their way to these dimly lit halls.

As the middle-aged man's request saw its end, Cameron was silent. Inhaling softly, the False God prepared to offer his ruling, but...something happened. A sensation surged through his body and practically took over his mind. Instinctively, Cameron closed his eyes as images played across his mind and a voice drifted into his ears. The combination was nearly enough to elicit an emotional response from the otherwise emotionless Sith Lord.

When he opened his eyes, Cameron immediately stood and descended from his throne. Without saying a word, he made a hasty retreat from the reception chambers out a rear door. In a matter of minutes he had arrived in what, ultimately, passed for a massive control center for the planet deep in the bowels of the Temple. Making his way directly to the holographic representation of Wild Space, the Aesir called up a series of coordinates that coincided with where he could feel Amorella being. It wasn't precise, but Cameron could narrow it down to a small handful of options.

Turning to the officer currently in charge of the command center, he offered simple instructions. "Alert officials on these planets here. I want Ceto to detach a picket force to this planet...Aurum."

A few of the officers in the command center looked upon the Aesir with curiosity, but they did not voice any amount of dissent. "As you command, Aesir."

Turning, Cameron abruptly departed the command center destined for his personal vessel which he ordered prepared enroute. Additionally, Cameron dispatched a brief message to [member="Soliael Devin Talith"] about having possibly located Crusader Mae. In less than fifteen minutes, the Sith Lord's shuttle was ascending to orbit with a planned destination of the Aurum system.

 

[Soliath Devin Talith]

[member="Cameron Centurion"] [member="Amorella Mae"]

Soliael sat in silence.

His legs were situated beneath him, his eyes were closed, and a power radiated around him. Unlike Cameron he had long since ceased public appearance, disappearing into the ethos of his Temples and Fortresses on Exocron. Maintaining the worlds climate change had become rather difficult, and the process was not yet self sustaining.

After the removal of the Vir from his body it had become more difficult to draw on massive amounts of the force required to maintain the constant changing tides. He was still capable, but it took more concentration, more time, more focus. It taxed him, almost visibly so. Here in the meditation chambe he did not need to concern himself with the pleas of his people, only their welfare. In a few months, it would cease to be necessary, and the people would once again have their God of Knowledge.

For now however, he remained isolated.

“Holiness.”

A voice broke his concentration, the void around him fell away at the mass of evil shattered into a thousand pieces. His eyes snapped opened, black flecks dashing across them for a split second. Soliaels visions focused, and he found a tall wiry man standing before him, his rat like face looking down at the False God and his gnarled fingers clutching a datapad.

“A message from The Deciever”

Soliael stuck out his palm. With shaking fingers the rat-man placed the datapad in his palm then scurried away to wherever he had come from.

His eyes scanned the datapad, lips turning thin, face turning white, curiosity peaking. He frowned, and immediately stood with a liquid grace. His heavy metal boots clattered against the marble floor, sounding as though they would crack the floor at any moment. Once again the air around Soliael began to twist and change, darkness broiling around him as he moved with quick fluid steps.

The False God stepped through the door, and disappeared.

 

[Ereza]

As the sun cleaved a line of gold and grey across the horizon, Amorella Mae drew upon the solitary tree. From the distance it had appeared a gnarled, ancient thing that had withstood the test of time and change, yet standing within its fading shadow she understood now what it was that she had felt.

Bodies, dozens of them, had been nailed to the trunk. Most robed, some incomplete, others decapitated. They had since rotted, but judging by the taught grey skin still clinging to most, it had been one of the more recent events in this planet's no doubt long history. A grimace took the young woman's face as she carefully approached a small body crucified at the base, reached out with her good hand and gently lifted the cowl of the weathered robes.

Heat took her gaze, stinging along the surface as she realized what she looked at was a boy. Just a boy.

"What happened to you..." breathless, disbelieving, horrified, yet somehow still calm, Amore slowly stepped back from the tree, allowing her eyes to slip from one figure to the next. Children. Every single one of them had been young people. Brutalized in their youth. But why...and by who? Blinking away the rush of emotion, Amore turned and gazed upon her surroundings.

The entire planet ached with the remnants of suffering, and in some places ... it still suffered.

Splinched hand held against her middle, she slowly eased herself to the ground, feeling the dry earth of the wastelands beneath her good fingers. In her mind images of sprawling jungles greeted her, and it was to them that she allowed her subconscious to travel. Releasing a long, slow breath, Amorella Mae settled into a state of meditation that would allow her access to the history of this place, this planet, and all the events that connected the ages. Her Force signature radiating brightly, she stepped into the ghostly realm of Flow Walking and watched as history began to unfold around her.

[member="Cameron Centurion"] [member="Soliael Devin Talith"]

 

[Cameron Centurion]

Cameron busied himself with reports, sparse knowledge his people had of the area around the system they were presently destined for. Unfortunately, the information was largely...incomplete. Tossing the datapad aside, Cameron exhaled heavily and rubbed his temples. Even as the Nemesis hurtled through hyperspace, The Deceiver could still feel [member="Amorella Mae"]. Naturally, the sensation increased as the distance rapidly decreased. While he'd experienced this before when the bond had first formed, he'd never quite expected it to be so...acutely powerful. An array of emotions seemed to rip through his soul, but it wasn't like experiencing precisely what Amorella experienced.

Given the fact he was opening himself fully to the Force with the purpose of locating her, feeling out her presence, the woman's experiences hit him in rapid succession...like a foreign entity in his body struggling to understand where it was. Cameron was all too aware that control of this...newfound connection would undoubtedly come with time and no small amount of meditation. Closing his eyes, the Sith Lord allowed his metaphysical being to merge into the void of the Force as the energy took over all of his senses. Stretching across the expanse, a single word drifted from his ethereal lips as he sped in the direction of the young woman's presence - shining like a beacon in the darkness. "Amorella..."

 

[Soliath Devin Talith]

Soliael didn't reach out for Amorella. He didn't call out for her through the force or try to contact her.

He certainly could have tried, but he didn't. The Sith Lord instead moved forward, he did not care for obstacles or things in his way. Amorella was found, she was back. He didn't know how, not yet, all he knew was that a member of his family was back, and possibly in danger.

That was enough for him to destroy entire worlds, enough for him to kill anyone in his path.

It was that simple.

 

[Crystal]

A man returned to the halls of Hali not long after [member="Cameron Centurion"] departed his throne, and looked almost defeated. Crystal narrowed her eyes and beckoned him to her. She wasn’t concerned with the details of where he had been and why he had been there in the first place but rather why he walked the halls of Hali looking so solemn.

But, she wasn’t interested in playing twenty questions. The Priestess indicated that he should sit on the pillow beside her. “Cheer up,” she commanded. Her thumb brushed his cheek as she discreetly invaded his mind in search of the information she sought. Disappointed. Unfulfilled. Heard, but not answered. None of those things interested her. Ah. There it was. The Deceiver left abruptly. Now that was interesting.

Something was happening. She snapped her fingers and pointed to a young woman with long dark hair, scantily clad. “This man needs cheering up. See to it.”

Crystal got up from her position on the cushioned area and made her way out of the halls of Hali. Something was clearly buzz worthy, and she would find out what.


[member="Soliael Devin Talith"] [member="Amorella Mae"]

 

[Ereza]

Surrounded by a current of Force energies, Amorella immersed herself into the past centuries on Aurum. She watched this unsettled planet experience its first sentient arrivals and saw their homesteads spread across the terra. Force Users - Je'daii, to be exact, a community of peoples devoted to enlightenment and wholeness within the Force.

Ages passed by, their settlements grew, their people prospered. Amore watched the leaders of their Order slowly mold their followers into devout Je'daii, and for a time it seemed they had formed a rare patch of peace and balance. An 8-winged temple stood as the hallmark of their presence on the planet, but as suddenly as they had come the Je'daii were gone, leaving behind only small installments of people.

The world went quiet as history continued to play out around her mind. The jungles grew wild again, taking over established locations.

Amorella...

The voice speaking to her through the Force pulled the woman momentarily from her concentration, eyes rolling up beneath their lids as the ether continued to spiral around her. The sensation was not unlike cafuné and her skin prickled in strange pleasure. Opening her eyes again just in time to see the arrival of the Vong, Amore felt the heat of rising anger that was not her own.

Aurum, she answered to him, blue gaze hardening as the atrocities of the invasion played out.

Je'daii children slaughtered by the Vong.

No mercy. No mercy had at all.

Amore's bandaged hand curled inwards, jaw setting in determination.

Nor any to be given anymore.

[member="Cameron Centurion"]
[member="Soliael Devin Talith"]
[member="Crystal"]

 

[Cameron Centurion]

When [member="Amorella Mae"] responded to him, something within Cameron's soul stirred. The longing was not a new sensation, so it did not effect the Sith Lord as such. This sensation was entirely different. He could feel the strength of a power he was only...moderately familiar with building in the core of his being as he pushed himself deeper into the void, longing for the simple proximity of Amorella's presence courtesy of the bond that formed not long ago.

Unknown to Cameron, the physical world around his body had begun to vibrate violently...almost uncontrollably. Within the void, mists of dark blue seemed to emanate from his fingertips, mouth, and eyes. In the physical world, Cameron's large body was almost completely obscured by a similar dark blue mist.

One more powerful surge forward in an attempt to feel Amorella's presence even stronger and his metaphysical presence was immediately snapped out of the void. Before the Sith Lord could even register what had happened, the familiar dark blue mist exploded in all directions, cracking several bulkheads and threatening to destroy his personal vessel. When the mist had dissipated, Cameron's body was gone.

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Aurum

The skies over the large tree that Amorella had been evaluating darkened instantly with a dark blue color before the same sky seemed to explode and crack in all directions as a figure was spit out from the heavens. Swirls of dark blue and grey plummeted abruptly towards the earth, disappearing into the canopy of the large tree.

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Nemesis

As the last of the klaxons were silenced by the flight crew, two followers of Aatrox made their way back to the Aesir's quarters. When they realized the Aesir was nowhere to be seen and there was obvious damage to the integrity of the vessel, they immediately contacted the Captain of the vessel. "The Aesir is...gone..."

There was a brief pause. "We're changing course back to Exocron." Changing frequencies, the Captain contacted Military Command on Exocron directly. "This is the Nemesis. Returning to Exocron for emergency repairs. Be advised The Deceiver has...departed before we entered hyperspace for our destination."

"Departed?" There was a definitive pause, nobody wanted to ask for clarification. "Nevermind. He ordered a covert deployment of forces to Aurum prior to his departure from Exocron. We'll notify the rest of command." In that instant, the central command authority notified all remaining Aesirs and military leaders of the situation - including the last orders put in place by Aesir Aatrox. Protocol in the event one of the other Aesirs desired to countermand the order of one that...may have just returned to the Pantheon.

[member="Crystal"] | [member="Soliael Devin Talith"] | [member="Vascious Relens"] | [member="Serian Loria"] | [member="Pyrrha Nikkita"] | [member="Kassandra Distorith"]

((OOC: All master-level characters now have knowledge of Aatrox ordering military assets to the Aurum system. No further information given other than the fact the Aesir disappeared while enroute to the planet. In short...everyone has a reason to travel there at their hearts desire. Be aware that if you're arriving there via conventional means...it would take anywhere from hours to a day (depending on where in Moross space you are). So give things a chance to flesh out amongst Amorella, Soliael, and Cameron before you just show up. If you're unsure, feel free to PM.))

 

[Soliath Devin Talith]

[member="Cameron Centurion"] [member="Amorella Mae"]

Soliael wasn't privy to Amorella call, nor was he in direct contact with Cameron when the man found the knowledge of his aunts location.

He didn't need either though. The universe bled Soliael out onto the surface of Aurum like a toxic entity, throwing him out into reality with a sudden lurching pulse of energy. A red ripple of power tore through his surroundings, heavy pavement cracked, thick yorik coral splintered apart, and flesh seemed rip apart at the seems.

Bright orange eyes sparked to life, black flecks floating obscuring color for seconds at a time. The False God peered around himself, broken bodies and buildings surrounded him, flesh torn asunder by a wave of pressure, duracrete cracked by impacts of the force, and yorik coral ripped away by echoing cries of reality. Those that still moved around him seemed to shift into a stance of aggression, snarling lips and ugly faces moved closer to him as hard feet carried them over the corpses of their brethren.

The False God peered at them.

“You!”

One of them snarled.

It knew him.

It likely knew the mark upon his chest, the brand upon his cloak. These creatures were not new to the Crusade, not new to the Gods of Moross. Soliaels gaze shifted as the band of Yuuzhan Vong stepped forward, Amphistaffs began to loudly hiss and sound as their lips parted in preparation to spit their caustic venom at the False God.

“You will die for what you have done!”

The Sith shifted slightly, his gaze moving towards the Yuuzhan Vong that had spoken. Another flash of black crossed his gaze, obscuring his eyes for a moment. A pulse ran through him, then through the floor around him. It shifted, and shot out from where he stood, radiating through the earth and passing around and through the Yuuzhan Vong Heretics. The broken rock and steel around him began to float, the pieces of Yorik Coral etched and driven into pieces by his sundering appearance began to hover in the air.

Soliael raised a hand.

For a moment the Yuuzhan Vong seemed to hesitate. The Amphistaffs who had been hissing so loudly became silent, the couffa that had been rattling stopped moving, the snarling beasts that were the Vong became inaudible, and the entire square seemed to deafen.

Then they began to die.

 

[Ereza]

The arrival of one [member="Cameron Centurion"] sent Amorella's metaphysical self reeling from the realm of the ether. Ingloriously torn back into the present, to the waking existance, the woman crumpled forward where she sat on the ground, eyes rolled upwards under their lids, soul churning from the turmoil of returning so haphazardly from a realm of time dated nearly a year prior.

She wheezed, good arm braced against the ground, back curled against the sudden onslaught of celestial energies raining down from above. In an attempt to protect herself, the faint glimmer of a shield flared up around her, sending the plumes of blue sizzling away from her figure.

Where once he had not been, now he was. His presence was unmistakable and it curled around and within her own like a sheet of silk upon her soul. Power surged over her, refueling the spent vitality of her journey here and her energy spent Walking the history of the planet. Amore planted her good hand against the ground and slowly pushed herself to staggering feet, swaying as she regained balance and strength.

How. How was this possible? How was he here? These questions and many more, so many more, littered her conscious train of thought. She turned to face the tree once more, pale blue eyes searching from within a torrent of hellfire hair in the ether gusts.

[member="Cameron Centurion"]

 

[Cameron Centurion]

Cameron groaned briefly. He'd managed to cushion his impact with the Force but only just barely. Silver-green eyes darted around the surroundings of the massive tree as blood ran from several cuts on the exposed flesh of his torso. "What in the..." It took a few seconds for reality to slowly creep in. He was no longer on his ship...obviously. The overwhelming sensation of strength filling him from some external source, though, practically drowned out all of his own internal thoughts for a moment. It felt almost like...an invasion that hinted at familiarity but was far more intense.

The sensation quickly began to subside as Cameron gave himself over to whatever was having something of a...healing effect on him. Exhaling deeply, the Sith Lord slowly rose from the branch upon which he'd harshly landed. Amorella. As their presences merged for the first time in the physical realm, Cameron knew without a doubt what was happening. He could feel every aspect of her being, feel it reaching out for him and granting him strength. Likewise, he could feel his own presence stretching forth for her...an eternal, invisible pull that their very souls conducted without prompting or input from their conscious minds.

With a soft grunt, Cameron jumped high into the air. The instant he'd cleared the top of the massive tree, the Sith Lord manipulated the Force to keep him levitated as he slowly lowered himself to the ground. When the Aesir's feet touched, tendrils of purple-white lightning cascaded up his lower legs, dissipating just above his knee. Long, decisive strides surged Cameron's body ahead. The reality of what he'd just done to arrive on Aurum was irrelevant to him at the moment. There was a longing, a thirst that had caused his body and soul to ache more than he'd known until precisely that moment...it mandated focus on one, beautifully perfect thing. [member="Amorella Mae"].

 

[Ereza]

Dramatic entrances - a hallmark of the Aesirs, but particularly so for Cameron. Weariness leavening from her expression, Amore took another few stilted steps to face the man fully as he lifted from the tree and alighted, in the only way a Sith Lord could, upon the land: in a glorious display of power and lightning.

The edges of her lips twitched, her heart swelled with fire, and the closer the man drew with those purposeful strides the greater flood of intensity she felt burning within her veins. Elation filled her her lungs with a deep breath as relief and clarity of self, purpose, and mind rushed in.

Amore's lips pulled into a smile as the monstrous man advanced upon her. It mattered not if he sought to embrace or destroy her, all she knew was the absolute truth of this new bond they shared. It was like finding a part of herself she never knew she'd been missing.

"Cameron, I- " breathless words left her, catching in her throat. She what? Was sorry? Missed him? Loved him? Words couldn't describe the multitude of thoughts and emotions, hopefully he'd not give her much time to think on it.

[member="Cameron Centurion"]

 

[Cameron Centurion]

Nope. He certainly wouldn't.

The effects of lightning had dissipated completely by the time Cameron reached [member="Amorella Mae"]. His silver-green gaze had remained locked on her blue orbs throughout his entire approach. He could plainly see that she was, to some extent, weakened. It radiated through the Force and washed against his very existence like waves upon a rocky beach. While there was concern somewhere in his mind, it was far overshadowed by one simple reality.

Cameron had allowed the woman to disappear, to falter under the reality of his past life before conveying the only thought in his mind that truly mattered. There was really only a single aspect of his life, that he needed Amorella to understand which had, as of yet, gone relatively unexplained.

The long stride of his gait ceased only when his body first came into contact with Amorella's. Gently, the Sith Lord pulled her into his grasp, placing his left hand on her waist and around to the small of her back while his right snaked up her back to the base of her neck. The instant his right hand ceased its motion, Cameron's full lips pressed firmly against Amorella's with a hunger and passion that spoke to time apart...and the time since he'd last harbored any level of emotion for another that even approached the fondness he held for Amorella.

 

[Soliath Devin Talith]

Dozens of corpses lay around him, fires raged in the background, buildings were cracking and slowly toppling. In the center of it all stood Soliael, Yuuzhan Vong and their slaves lay scattered about atop one another, struggling to breath or move. The Sith Lord himself simply stayed stagnant, his eyes casting over what he had wrought here on Aurum.

Yuuzhan Vong lay with their throats ripped out, their heads missing, pieces of their armor simply torn apart. Hundreds had died, none of them touched by the force, these abominations were immune to such things, though there were ways around it. Shrapnel and tiny pieces of debris driven through veins or organs did the job, and that was how they had all fallen. Hundreds killed in the blink of an eye without even a single expression by the False Good that stood in their center.

Dark Clouds above the city obscured the sunlight, raging storms began to unfold and the weather on Aurum twisted as Soliael made his demands known.

“You...Yun Yammka will make you pay for this.”

A guttural noise caught his attention, the garbling drone of a dying man desperately trying to cling to his faith as death caught up with him. Soliaels head twisted, his eyes falling on the twisted creature. Loud bootsteps carried him over to the warrior, observing that he had been cleanly sliced in half by a piece of durasteel near him.

Soliael reached down, grasping the man by the collar of his armor. He lifted him so the half man was even with his eyes,

“Your gods abandoned this world the minute I appeared.” The creatures face twisted into a mixture of pain and rage, he saw it open its mouth about to speak. “I will drive your species into extinction. I will find you dotted across the galaxy and wipe you from the face of this universe. I will kill your warriors, your women, your children, and then...”

He paused for a moment, reaching up with his other hand to grip the Yuuzhan Vongs thick neck. “I will kill your gods.”

A loud snap, a snarl, and then a thump as the half man was discarded.

Soliael observed his surroundings, the village had been completely destroyed. Yorik Coral buildings had been torn down, the Vong had been slaughtered, the earth had been salted and burned.

Amorella had not been in this village.

Perhaps she would be in the next.

 

[Ereza]

Heart pounding madly in her throat, Amore hung suspended as the man enveloped her physically and cosmically. His dark presence flooding around her own, she felt the chill of it upon the edges of her soul, brushing against her own molten existence. The countless thoughts running through her mind ceased the moment their lips met, and she allowed herself a pause of shock and relief before slowly curling her arms up around his shoulders, lacing the fingers of her good hand along the skin of his jaw and neck.

Dark and light coalesced, energies folding in upon one another, churning and rushing until at last finding equilibrium.

There was balance.

Unity.

An ease of tension throughout the continuous fulfillment of one aside the other.

Amorella could not recall a moment in her life where she felt she belonged in any given place as much as she did right then.

"I'm sorry," she uttered when their lips finally parted, eyes closed against the surge of emotion, face still pressed against his, "that it took me so long to find my way back."

[member="Cameron Centurion"]

 

[Cameron Centurion]

As the Force ebbed and rippled around the pair, Cameron's mind was closed off to its motions, its current. When their lips reluctantly parted, the Sith Lord kept his eyes closed. His breath was not labored, but his chest did heave with deep breaths that steadily soothed a pain he'd been fighting to ignore for so long. The simple action of pressing his lips to Amorella and merging his own presence closer to hers than ever before was...enthralling and empowering at the same time.

Eventually, Cameron opened his eyes and offered [member="Amorella Mae"] a gentle smile. "Yeah. Don't do that again." Though a smile lingered on the Sith Lord's lips, he could not possibly have been more serious. The whole of Wild Space was very close to being ripped apart for little more than the entertainment factor. A outlet that nobody should ever want to be a part of where Cameron was concerned. In fact, Amorella perhaps knew that better than any other...having been privy to every life-altering event of his existence.

 

[Soliath Devin Talith]

Aurum began to burn.

There was no other word for it. Soliael carved a path of destruction through the planet like only the tales of old had ever spoken of. The Force flowed through him, and it tore apart everything within his path. Forests, villages, entire cities were wiped out in the blink of an eye as Soliael tore through Aurums countryside. The Yuuzhan Vong were the ones that mainly got in his way, they tore and ripped at him, threw thudbugs and spat their venom.

Nothing touched him. Those that stood against him were obliterated within the blink of an eye. Shrapnel was dashed through them, great pyres of lightning sundered their holdings, and the power of the force ripped apart anything it could touch.

Soliael passed through Aurum like a storm.

 

[Danger Arceneau]

ARCENEAU TRADE COMPANY
MERCHANT FLEET
AURUM SPACE

"Give me the readouts of the new factories and shipyards." Danger would ask Alisha'ven as the Arceneau Merchant Fleet would birth itself from the inky black.

"So far these be what you done won at auction," would come the drawl of the Rutian Twi'lek, her second in command and overseer of the South Systems business Bazaar.

"Been done worked on by them Vong things, messed it up real bad. Readouts say that Subach did a number on the locals -- lots of burning of bodies and laying of wastes."

Disgust would rise over Danger's face, her nose scrunching in distaste. Subach Innes. Better left dead and buried.

"What do we have so far from the advanced party?"

"We should have some of em bring in some intel through the comm soon enough."

 

[Soliath Devin Talith]

They began to prepare for him.

The next few villages that Soliael visited were ready, their warriors lined up, their fire spitters prepared and their great warmounts standing tall to fight him. They all died. It was difficult to tell how long he took in killing them, some villages were small, maybe a hundred or two hundred Yuuzhan Vong. Those he managed to wipe away in only an hour, others were larger and they took more time. Exhaustion began to wear on him, the slow grind of the darkside pressing down as his slaughter of a people continued across the face of a planet.

Behind him lay burning villages and towns, small settlements that had yet to break five digits. Ahead of him lay something greater however. A city, once filled with bustling life. Humans, Duros, all species of the galaxy had once thrived there until the Yuuzhan Vong had come. Now it was a cesspool. Factories once owned by Subach now polluted the air, driving forward war machines and pushing the Yuuzhan Vong population here to a prominence as their slaves worked the Mines and Factory Floors.

It was time they were eliminated.

With long strides the False God wandered towards the city, its ringed exterior looming over the sole man. Rage swelled within him, the darkside fluttering about him. Perhaps he was no longer Neth.