Darth X'aviera
It had not taken long for Republic forces to respond to the Sith invasion of Thyferra. Revna was already overhearing the crackle of communications through the various troopers and Second Legion warriors that the Jedi were already on the ground and engaging Sith forces somewhere.
Of course they were. Revna felt a slight but bitter surge through her heart at the thought of that. They came out of the woodworks, so to speak, to stop the Sith when it came to an agricultural world - but where were they when millions of slaves and refugees in the Outer Rim needed help?
Why was it that she and her Father, who were Sith (albeit rather strange ones compared to the rest of those within the Order) were the only ones willing to do anything about that? How many times had a slave child asked her if she was one of the famed Jedi, come to rescue them from their shackles, and she had to tell them the ugly truth?
Behind her helm, a shift of disgust crossed her face. Revna didn’t despise the Jedi because they were Light siders, but because they were never where they were needed most.
The Sith woman cast her gaze across the burning landscape once more, before she felt a distinct shift in the Force that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. She turned her gaze upward and, through the barrage of bombardments from the ships in orbit, she noticed something else.
“Ah chit. Everyone get down, take cover!” She barked to the warriors around her, before she erected a Force Barrier around herself and a group of Legionnaires and the containers they were guarding, her efforts bolstered by other Sith who were there with her too - and just in time, as a column of pure Force Destruction slammed into the ground and spread a wave of utter annihilation around the impact site. It slammed into her barrier and Revna gritted her teeth against the power that pushed against her. It kept coming and coming, spreading its devastation over several kilometers, indiscriminate with who was caught up in it.
“What the actual feth?!” she said through clenched teeth. “Yeah, let's just kill our own forces too while we're at it!”
Revna waited for the wave of destruction to pass by, before releasing the Barrier and turning her gaze upward again. She sensed a dark, familiar presence beyond - and bit back a snarl of frustration. Of course Prazutis was here, and of course he had unleashed some overwhelming show of force, heedless or careless of Sith forces that were already on the ground. Part of Gerwald’s Second Legion had taken a hit, and she wondered how he might react to that when this was all said and done. It wasn’t her business though and she didn’t have time to ponder on that train of thought.
She overheard chatter that one of the containers further down the line had been compromised and there was a ripple of uncertainty that passed along the line. “Just keep moving - we need to get these containers to the refinery.” She called out to those who could hear her, to keep them moving forward despite the losses and damage that had been wrought. The dead and dying could be tended to later.
They continued to move along, closer and closer to their destination, sections of the Legion coming under direct assault. Then someone from ahead alerted the rest of 'Contact!', and Revna moved ahead to see what the disturbance was.
Someone was hindering their movements, their figure blocked by the haze of smoke and ash. Revna’s eyes settled upon a rather interesting individual - a rather colorful humanoid female. Revna had never seen someone like her before.
“You are not welcome here.” came the woman’s voice, devoid of anger or any other harsh emotions, just certain of what she seemed to be saying. Beyond her, somewhere, another explosion registered, the sound ripping across the burning landscape. Revna noticed the woman across from her flinch at the sound and percussive sensation that rippled through the air currents. A wave of color danced over her skin in response, something that intrigued Revna further. A faint probe through the Force to sense the Light side within and around this individual, confirmed her suspicion that this was a Jedi - or at least someone who likely practiced something similar.
“Of course we are not - that isn’t going to stop us though.” Revna replied back, her voice carrying through the smoke filled air to the other woman as she stepped away from the warriors and began to somewhat flank the other woman. There was no anger or malice or hate in her voice, just the certainty of someone who really didn’t give a crap what others said or thought.
“Leave.”
Through the din of combat, distant and nearer, Revna heard the sound of musical notes emanating from the woman before her. She noticed subtle movements, the fingers curling at her side, and Revna felt tension begin to build within her muscles as her ember eyes narrowed behind her visor.
Her own grip on her saber hilt tightened ever so slightly, and her body shifted into a more alert guard as she sought to draw this interloper away from the others.
“Now.”
“There is no stopping what has been set in motion, Lightbearer. It is not too late for you to walk away and go somewhere else where you are needed more.” Revna replied back to the other woman, giving the colorful Jedi the same option to leave as well - though she knew this was going to dissolve into a fight, it was just a matter of time now - seconds, likely. The din of rising combat around her began to fade into the background as she pulled her focus to what was before her, waiting to see what her opponent’s next move might be.
Of course they were. Revna felt a slight but bitter surge through her heart at the thought of that. They came out of the woodworks, so to speak, to stop the Sith when it came to an agricultural world - but where were they when millions of slaves and refugees in the Outer Rim needed help?
Why was it that she and her Father, who were Sith (albeit rather strange ones compared to the rest of those within the Order) were the only ones willing to do anything about that? How many times had a slave child asked her if she was one of the famed Jedi, come to rescue them from their shackles, and she had to tell them the ugly truth?
Behind her helm, a shift of disgust crossed her face. Revna didn’t despise the Jedi because they were Light siders, but because they were never where they were needed most.
The Sith woman cast her gaze across the burning landscape once more, before she felt a distinct shift in the Force that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. She turned her gaze upward and, through the barrage of bombardments from the ships in orbit, she noticed something else.
“Ah chit. Everyone get down, take cover!” She barked to the warriors around her, before she erected a Force Barrier around herself and a group of Legionnaires and the containers they were guarding, her efforts bolstered by other Sith who were there with her too - and just in time, as a column of pure Force Destruction slammed into the ground and spread a wave of utter annihilation around the impact site. It slammed into her barrier and Revna gritted her teeth against the power that pushed against her. It kept coming and coming, spreading its devastation over several kilometers, indiscriminate with who was caught up in it.
“What the actual feth?!” she said through clenched teeth. “Yeah, let's just kill our own forces too while we're at it!”
Revna waited for the wave of destruction to pass by, before releasing the Barrier and turning her gaze upward again. She sensed a dark, familiar presence beyond - and bit back a snarl of frustration. Of course Prazutis was here, and of course he had unleashed some overwhelming show of force, heedless or careless of Sith forces that were already on the ground. Part of Gerwald’s Second Legion had taken a hit, and she wondered how he might react to that when this was all said and done. It wasn’t her business though and she didn’t have time to ponder on that train of thought.
She overheard chatter that one of the containers further down the line had been compromised and there was a ripple of uncertainty that passed along the line. “Just keep moving - we need to get these containers to the refinery.” She called out to those who could hear her, to keep them moving forward despite the losses and damage that had been wrought. The dead and dying could be tended to later.
They continued to move along, closer and closer to their destination, sections of the Legion coming under direct assault. Then someone from ahead alerted the rest of 'Contact!', and Revna moved ahead to see what the disturbance was.
Someone was hindering their movements, their figure blocked by the haze of smoke and ash. Revna’s eyes settled upon a rather interesting individual - a rather colorful humanoid female. Revna had never seen someone like her before.
“You are not welcome here.” came the woman’s voice, devoid of anger or any other harsh emotions, just certain of what she seemed to be saying. Beyond her, somewhere, another explosion registered, the sound ripping across the burning landscape. Revna noticed the woman across from her flinch at the sound and percussive sensation that rippled through the air currents. A wave of color danced over her skin in response, something that intrigued Revna further. A faint probe through the Force to sense the Light side within and around this individual, confirmed her suspicion that this was a Jedi - or at least someone who likely practiced something similar.
“Of course we are not - that isn’t going to stop us though.” Revna replied back, her voice carrying through the smoke filled air to the other woman as she stepped away from the warriors and began to somewhat flank the other woman. There was no anger or malice or hate in her voice, just the certainty of someone who really didn’t give a crap what others said or thought.
“Leave.”
Through the din of combat, distant and nearer, Revna heard the sound of musical notes emanating from the woman before her. She noticed subtle movements, the fingers curling at her side, and Revna felt tension begin to build within her muscles as her ember eyes narrowed behind her visor.
Her own grip on her saber hilt tightened ever so slightly, and her body shifted into a more alert guard as she sought to draw this interloper away from the others.
“Now.”
“There is no stopping what has been set in motion, Lightbearer. It is not too late for you to walk away and go somewhere else where you are needed more.” Revna replied back to the other woman, giving the colorful Jedi the same option to leave as well - though she knew this was going to dissolve into a fight, it was just a matter of time now - seconds, likely. The din of rising combat around her began to fade into the background as she pulled her focus to what was before her, waiting to see what her opponent’s next move might be.
Direct Opponent Tag:
Zaiya Ceti
Enemies: The High Republic
Allies: The Sith Order
Zaiya Ceti
Enemies: The High Republic
Allies: The Sith Order
