Mission The Dagger Unsheathed || COV Reconnaissance of TSC Held Humbarine

[Arris Windrun]

Siv Dragr
Guns
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Humbarine. What a dull world it was, or so Arris thought. Smog-filled industry, but without any of the underworld charms, thanks to the cut of its former administration.

Imperialism was always a little different on Humbarine. Before she was Grand Moff under Solipsis's Empire, Arage Bao had united the worlds of Kuat and Humbarine under her own personal dictatorship. All essential industries were nationalized under her rule, back when Humbarine was still a member of the Galactic Alliance.

Even with her gone, the vestiges of her rule remained. The officers, the doctrines, the expectations - they were all a rung higher up the ladder of competency than elsewhere in the 'Empire'. This installation in particular hosted a battery of ground-to-space cannons and an elite interceptor wing led by a trifecta of imperial aces. Their loyalty to Humbarine's local government was commendable, but more importantly, they were an asset in the Sith Covenant's pocket.

The Dark Horse arrived by shuttle and landed without fuss or fare. Officially, she was a cybernetic mercenary hired to evaluate the garrison. Many knew who she was by reputation - a hired gun, a Black Sun enforcer, and a semi-finalist in the galaxy's greatest contest. Few outsiders knew her true identity as a Sith, save a handful of Jedi and High Republic nobles. And honestly? She preferred it that way. Mercy was the better face, after all.

From the solitary Mandalorian's perspective, this mercenary departed her landing pad in the company of some junior officer, all well-dressed and proper.

In truth, she had arrived after some plainclothes ISB agents (traitors to their former cause, naturally) had raised the alarm of unknown soldiers--possibly Mandalorian--operating across the world.

 

[Varin Mortifer]

VARIN MORTIFER

Equipment: Durum Mantle | Black Blade of Chandrila | Eye of The Dragon | Heavy Sith Mace | Cross Guard Broadsaber​

Varin surged forward as blaster fire rained down on him, the shield erupting from his gauntlet in crimson and white light deflecting blasterfire as it impacted into its surface. As he neared the edge of the building the force rushed through his body empowering the muscles within his legs, he leapt. An eruption of flame exploded from his back propelling towards the flying enemy.

He drew his saber as it roared to life in maroon light and plasma flame wreathed around its blade, he swung and almost like a beckoned call, the blade extended. The flames reaching higher towards his foe.

Rain that pelted him instantly became mist as it flowed off his body with the blackened thick smoke that billowed from his back.

Another burst propelled him higher above his foe as he drew both weapons up high, and with a yell fell towards his foe with an overhead swipe towards him.

Darion of Myrkr​

 

[Siv Dragr]

G U N S L I N G E R
Humbarine
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Allies: Mandalorians
Enemies: Arris Windrun | Sith

The roar of engines directly overhead made Siv stop and quickly seek cover, exposed as he had been on the rooftop. Curious, he peeked out from behind the large canister, which had been his improvised concealment. His HUD zoomed in on the departing occupants of the shuttle: one, whose non-regulation outfit suggested a mercenary or contractor, and the other, wearing a typical military uniform. The presence of the first struck Siv as odd but of little note. Perhaps an inspection? No matter. Siv had a mission to carry out, and this base wasn't the only one on his list.

He dropped a small probe beacon, rolling it away towards one of the sides of the rooftops. Indiscreet, with sensor baffles, it would be able to collect information on the base and serve as a secure scan anchor for Mandalorian forces. Heading in the opposite direction, he began to search for an access port where he could infiltrate the base from the inside. He wanted to scomp into the base's computer systems to try and rake any data that might be sitting, unguarded or not.

 

[Signy Bralor]

SIGNY BRALOR
HUMBARINE | DEEP COVER
TAG: Nodak
GEAR: Huginn and Muninn, ballistic-weave under civilian clothes, jetpack
VISIBLY PRESENTING: Female

The little girl led the hulking Nodak down the street, people gave the odd pair glances but said nothing and did nothing as they would not dare question one of their sith rulers. The girl stopped and pointed towards a balcony, two floors up and slightly offset from the main high street but with and excellent view. There they were, the teenage mandalorian and her "prisoner".

Nodak was hard to miss, and from her vantage point Signy was able to catch sight of the giant darkly armed warrior marching up the street. She gestured to her male friend who also took a look and then his eyes opened widely when he caught sight of Alys.

"Shit, thats my sister with him, she must know i'm... shit shit shit."

Signy looked at him, trying to workout whether he knew about this and whether this was a setup, he looked genuinely suprised, and frightened, so she might refrain from throwing him off the balcony. She stubbed her cigarette out and stood up, putting her gun belt back on and looking for where her jetpack was. This wasnt good, she had been caught without her armour, but the daughter of Bralor was resourceful.

"You should probably do one, he's not gonna care if you get caught in the crossfire" she said as she reached down and slipped her jetpack on. Her helmet was stowed, but her helmet was about somewhere, if she was quick, she could grab that at least.
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[Tamsin Starfall]

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Theme: Wicked Gonna Come
Equipment: Twin Omens | Multi-Tool | Stars Enchained | Mind Crown | Wrist Lanvarok | MidNight Duster | Defender
Tags: Gel Karn

The Soldier looked at the ID as several of the locals were let go on their credentials clearing. 'Gustris Hartcro' He said nothing as he looked over the ID, he just reached to his side and pulled out a Data reader. He scanned it over the ID chip, as information came pouring out.

The Soldier finally spoke. "Moved here from Commenor a few years back. Ain't been there myself, but I have had the brandy." Everything on his ID seemed to check out few minor infractions on his record from the imperial times.

As the soldier checked his ID the Tamsin had been walking up to individuals out of ear shot of others. Seemingly asking them something but they all just shook their heads as if they didn't know what she was talking about.

"Everything looks good." The soldier said handing the ID back to Gel as the little woman walked up to him. She stood a foot and half smaller than him as she looked up at him with her painted face.

Her strange orange glowing eyes stare up into his, like they were staring right through him. An awkward silence hung there for a second before a smile crossed her painted face. He seemed to be every bit of a laborer.

As the soldier walked away just out of ear shot, she finally spoke. " Mando'ad draar digu. meg darjetii ganar narir "

She her eyes never leaving his as she said those words in the Mando tongue to him.