The Grand Hunt

[Titan]

Titan got a chuckle out of the interaction between [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] and [member="The Mirage"], it appears comedy was somehow still alive in the galaxy despite the decades long war going on. He wondered if there would be Rancors or something else good to hunt down there as he walked on board the transport, hopefully so.

Titan walked onto the transport after [member="Kaine Australis"] told them to. As the people grouped up, he wondered if he should go with a Fel Imperial or a Mando, technically, he was still a Mandalorian and a member of Clan Kryze, however, he had not been with the Mandalorians for a long time, even before his disappearance. So he ended up just standing there, looking like he had a purpose, if anyone else was struggling he would go with them, but otherwise he would go with the smallest group he could find.

[member="Toran Fel"] [member="Isabella LaFleur"] [member="Cassiopeia Caranthyr"] [member="Raiz Australis"] [member="Oscar Saint-Just"] [member="ES-06"] [member="Tevro"] [member="Noatyr Moldmerr"]

 

[Oscar Saint-Just]

Oscar followed the others aboard the transport and prepared for taking off, also wondering if he should team up with someone from the Mandalorian side or the Fel Empire. As he was thinking earlier, he was inclined to not trust the Mandalorians yet, so the aristocratic officer thought that he should probably work with one of them to keep an eye on them in case they did anything suspicious. If he couldn't find any of them, though, he would probably just go with another Imperial, at least that way he could focus on the hunt itself and not on watching his own back so much. Perhaps he was being too distrustful, but in the Unknown Regions you could never be too careful. Ultimately Oscar would decide once they got to the surface.

[member="Toran Fel"] [member="Titan"] [member="Isabella LaFleur"] [member="Kaine Australis"] @Everyone

 

[ES-06]

Now in the transport, he had put his armor on he had his rather large rifle for any big game he also had his custom Vibroblade he wasn't sure who to team with he did not trust the Mandalorians the Fel Empire had wanted to recruit him and his squad but no plans had been made so he wasn't sure if he should make any advances for a partner in this fun while mostly working alone or with his squad they were not here, the other candidates are a women she seemed to have white hair she didn't look like she was apart of any major group and didn't look like she was crazy for this hunt anyway good qualites to have if ES-06 wasn't looking to get backstabbed.


The next is a man with what seems to be a semi-rare armor, not one seen every day he didn't seem to have any aggressive manners he mostly stayed quiet which was also a good quality most the big talkers are the ones ES-06 likes to stay away from.


[member="Isabella LaFleur"] | [member="Titan"] | [member="Tevro"] | [member="Cassiopeia Caranthyr"] | [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] |

 

[Noatyr Moldmerr]

Noatyr would have been perfectly happy working alone, but he figured if he wanted to get along better with his comrades, he'd better choose a partner or two to hunt with.

All of the people aboard looked like they each held their own sets of skills and tools that might be useful, but who exactly he wanted to team up with was going to be the hard part.

He didn't need anyone who was super competitive joining up with him, because then that would dull his other senses and cloud his judgement, which he didn't need. He needed someone who would be more willing to follow him, but the way things were looking and with the crowd he was in, most of them wouldn't follow him anywhere, let alone on a hunt.

​''This will be most difficult. I may hold back on choosing for myself. I think it may be best to let them come to me.''

Sitting himself down, Noatyr began checking over his rifle again, making sure it was loaded, checking the scope, and general maintenance to make sure the rifle would function to the best of it's ability.

He wasn't too worried, if the BL-28 did get lost or damaged, he still had his Vibrosword, and he could count on that to deal with most creatures that might live on the planet.

@Everyone

 

[grammaticus]

Toran reached into the crate, grabbing one of the rifles and checking it over briefly. Reaching around, Toran strapped it to his back, beside the pieces of the spear he had to rearrange briefly. Turning away from the crate, Toran watched as the final group of hunters boarded the transport. Once everyone was situated, he turned and gave the signal for take off. As the transport began preparations for take off, Toran stepped forward, gathering everyone's attention with a brief wave of his hand.

"Alright everyone, this hunt will be rather straight forward. We will be setting down in a small campground set up before hand by a few hunters. The hunt itself will take place within a five kilometer area, with dense forests and caves. We encourage you to team up with a member from the opposite faction, though it is not required. To the hunt itself, we will be hunting five creatures. A single Bull-Rancor, three Dragon-Rancor's, and a Tyrant-Rancor. Whichever team brings back the most heads will win. Also, there have been reports of a Krayt Dragon hiding in the caves near our hunting area. If a team is successfully able to bring it down, they will win the hunt automatically. The winning team will receive their reward at the end of the hunt."

[member="Noatyr Moldmerr"] [member="Kaine Australis"] [member="ES-06"] [member="Oscar Saint-Just"] [member="Titan"] [member="Isabella LaFleur"] [member="The Mirage"] [member="Tevro"] [member="Raiz Australis"] [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] [member="Cassiopeia Caranthyr"]

 

[Titan]

"Anyone else want to hunt the Krayt Dragon?" Titan asks the surrounding people, "Because then I'll just join up with you guys." Titan had decided to go after the biggest prize instantly, sure winning the hunt would be nice, but what person would pass up hunting one of the biggest monsters in the galaxy?

[member="Toran Fel"] [member="Isabella LaFleur"] [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] [member="Noatyr Moldmerr"] [member="Kaine Australis"] [member="ES-06"] [member="Oscar Saint-Just"] [member="The Mirage"] [member="Raiz Australis"] [member="Tevro"] [member="Cassiopeia Caranthyr"]

 

[The Mirage]

“Teams??!!??!” He sort of yelled to himself. “I work best by myself! This day is getting worse and worse!”

[member="Titan"] [member="Toran Fel"] [member="Noatyr Moldmerr"] [member="Kaine Australis"] [member="ES-06"] [member="Oscar Saint-Just"] [member="Isabella LaFleur"]

 

[ES-06]

Looking over his DLT-19D he made sure everything was ok putting the rifle on his back and grabbing his Vibro-blade along with many types of explosives and gases he even brought some bio weapons that would help subdue most of this worlds creatures but a Krayt Dragon doubtful but we have other weapons for this kind of monster feeling it would be the best idea to go straight for the big boy ES-06 looked over at [member="Titan"] " I like that thinking I'm in " clipping his Vibro-blade to his hip given his naturally big stance this would help him but all the creatures he would be hunting were much bigger although ES-06 has fought worst.


[member="Isabella LaFleur"]|[member="Tevro"] | [member="Cassiopeia Caranthyr"] | [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] |

 

[Jaster Awaud]

Jaster followed the group, his axes were placed on his holsters on his wast and left to dangle. He was followed by two of his clansmen who changed into full Mandalorian Armor with Green Camo and their shoulders and helmet covered in concealment fibers and plastic leaves. The rest of his clansmen would head down in the other Transport provided by the Imperial Navy. His men were to act as watchers in this little hunt, and he was to make that known.

In his get up he stood next to [member="Toran Fel"] and [member="Kaine Australis"], crossing his arms he spoke up, "I am Admiral Jaster Awuad, Commander of the Imperial 3rd Army, and Alor of Clan Awaud, you are men and women in honorable service to your prospective nations, Emperor Fel and Mand'alor Mantis are honorable people so this will be an Honorable Hunt, Clan Awaud Scouts are all over this Forest and Trade Conglomerate Patrol the perimeter of the Forest, kill your prey and do not cause any unneeded pain," He looked out at the crowed, "We are warriors and disiplined individuals, so lets show our leaders that we are proud to carry their banners in this hunt and in the Future."

He patted Kain on the shoulder and then looked over to Toran Fel, it was time to mingle with the soldiers before they hit the ground running. "NOW WHO HAS THE BOOZE, CANT BE A HUNT WITHOUT BOOZE!" From there he walked over to the rest of the soldiers getting ready for the hunt. He was truly enjoying being out of that Karking Armor.

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[member="Isabella LaFleur"] [member="Ishmael"] [member="Jairdain"] [member="The Mirage"] [member="Klesta"] [member="Noatyr Moldmerr"] [member="Oscar Saint-Just"] [member="Tevro"] [member="Titan"] [member="Yasha Mantis"] [member="Cassiopeia Caranthyr"] [member="Graal"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Kaden Mantis"] [member="Gray Raxis"] [member="Parja-Kal"] [member="Tal Vizsla"] [member="Rex Taff"] [member="Brae"] [member="Quill Kaohal"] [member="Caz Australis"] [member="N'Jay Crowe"] [member="Liam Darkgear"] [member="Toran Fel"] [member="Isabella LaFleur"] [member="Titan"] [member="Oscar Saint-Just"] [member="Noatyr Moldmerr"] [member="The Mirage"] [member="Tevro"]​

 

[Kyrinov]

Tevro smiled as he heard Jaster call for booze and rile up most of the passengers. He smiled and laughed beside Toran. Well, Jaster certainly knew how to boost morale and even lighten some heads if nothing else. He had already decided to stick with Toran, he needed someone he could trust to guide him through this hunt. Not that he didn't trust the Mandos, he just felt more comfortable with one of his own.

Now, targets. The Krayt Dragon was certainly tempting but not something he would go after on his first hunt. But, if Toran were to go for the Krayt, then he'd go, if only to help and make sure Toran wasn't gravely hurt or killed by the beast. Personally, though, he'd go after the Dragon Rancors first. But, glory aside, this could be fun regardless of what his team does or doesn't capture.

He leaned back and unsheathed his lightsaber, looking over every aspect of it carefully. Looking to see if anything was wrong or out of place, as if something happened from the weeks since he'd last checked it. Once he was satisfied, he ran his hand over the curved hilt and swung it around in a quick flourish before attaching it back to his right hip once more.

He couldn't wait to land and kick things off.

 

[Gaia Sunaris Cadera]

Cassiopeia wasn't entirely sure what the next steps were, but she had a moment to take in the small gang. Should be fun - they all looked from different backgrounds, different lives. There next steps were to simply get aboard the transport & prepare to land on the planet. That's when the hunt would begin.

Cassiopeia followed Kaine to the crate, grabbing one of the SR-9 rifle with the ammo. It was a nice gun. Could they keep these afterwards? She made a mental note to ask, but for now, sat down and buckled herself into one of the transports seats. She listened as the Emperor made note of preferring them to team with the opposing group. And the type of animals they'd be hunting. Granted, she wasn't really here for the hunting. Sure, she'd be on the lookout and would shoot if she saw one, but she had other motives. Aka, samples, blood, roots, and so forth. Science! Plus, these type of samples could help reconstruct Mandalore's environment.

In either case, she hoped they could do groups of 3. It made her nervous to go off to hunt animals by with a stranger, but that was kinda the point of the hunt. To get to know each other and improve relations. She decided she'd wait until they were on the planet to group up.

Although, the mention of booze made her perk a little bit. Booze was fun.

[member="Tevro"] | [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] | [member="ES-06"] | [member="The Mirage"] | [member="Titan"] | [member="Toran Fel"] | [member="Noatyr Moldmerr"] | [member="Kaine Australis"] | [member="Oscar Saint-Just"] | [member="Isabella LaFleur"] | Everyone else

 

[Akar Merikh]

Akars sole concession to the activity of the day had been to leave off the suit jacket, his white currently spotless button-up shirt had the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Well. That and the very large blaster slung over one should and blade at his waist. It was in that awkward length where it was excessive for a knife but short for a sword. There was probably a specific name for it, but Akar neither knew nor cared. He honestly had just about sero intentions of actually hunting. It was simply that he was smart enough to recognize a bit of a challenge when Toran opened this even to members of the Empire. The challenge wasn't even to actually win, though that would provide bragging rights, it was simply to show up. Anyone too stupid to realize that deserved to be left at the wayside.

The shuttle was just touching down, so it was time to snag himself a partner. Others might wait and see who would come to them, Akar liked to be first, and have his pick of the goods so to speak. On the one hand if he picked an obvious warrior, and by that logic any of the Mandos as suggested, he might actually get a few points. But then they might realize he wasn't giving his all and was certainly not about to throw himself into danger. Which could result in him losing face and utterly undoing the good that coming here had done.

No, kark that.

His yellow eyes flicked over those present as he felt the shuttles engines disengage. LaFleur. The harpy was wearing a dress. Unless she was very surprising and had hidden depths, not much successful hunting would be done there. And she was relatively important. And he would be being a gentleman, seeing to the ladies safety. Brilliant.

He approached her with his usual swagger, smile on his face and offered her a slight bow at the waist. He offered her his arm, for all the world like a courtier at a ball rather than someones on some force-forsaken jungle planet haring off to hunt monsters. "Lady LaFleur, if you would do me the honour of allowing me to accompany you on this hunt?"

[member="Isabella LaFleur"]

 

[Priscilla Utorna]

Oh look. The slimy cat has made yet another appearance. She could tell it was him from the chivalrous charm he attempted to pull with every lady she had seen him interact with - and while she wasn't too particularly fond of touching his species, reluctantly she let out her right arm and pretended like she was pleased with the whole arrangement.

"Oh it would be my pleasure to have you accompany me, my only hope is that you can successfully keep up with me.

Passive aggressive Isabella, you have to work with this Cat. Motioning forward for the two to prepare their exit. On her left arm, she had previously secured the ancient hunting rifle. Having no intention of using whatever modern equipment the Mandalorians were providing, not only because of familiarity but her extreme paranoia had manifested in a mistrust for most foreigners. Including the cat. Needless to say, she was not too pleased with the entire situation. Then - unsually - she lowered her voice to an almost whisper and pondered a question to [member="Akar Merikh"]

"Do you have a schoolboy's crush on me? It seems like you can't leave me alone."

 

[grammaticus]

Toran looked around the compartment and the vessel lowered itself into the atmosphere. He gripped the upper railing as the transport pushed through the reentry barrier, and began its final descent towards Heklor. The transport finally touched down in a small clearing, trees cleared out in any direction for half a kilometer, with barricades and Imperial Army troopers manning the positions. A small complex of bunkers lined one side of the clearing, giving hunters a base camp to use if needed.

Stepping off the transport, Toran waited for everyone to file off after him, holding the the rifle in his hand loosely as he waited for them to gather around.

"Alright, you know your targets, you know your teams. The hunt end on exactly ten hours from now. You can grab provisions and supplies at the bunkers over there if you need to. Good hunting you lot."

@everyone(Can't do the tags properly on my phone.)

 

[Akar Merikh]

Oh this was going to be a very long day even if he did successfully keep them away from all things fanged and deadly. Honestly, the sacrifices he made... Still he kept his face schooled into one of polite attentiveness. "I shall do my very best not to let you down." Unless it happens to be down a mineshaft, then I might give you a push.

He did very nearly choke when she next whispered to him however, managing to keep his reaction down to a flicking of his ears through sheer force of will alone. Was she serious? Probably. Likely she thought enough of herself. Maybe she even had enough power and credits to her name that some poor being might try wooing her. Ambitious though he was, there were some things even Arak would not put up with to advance himself. Long term exposure to LaFleur was one of them.

"What gentleman of taste wouldn't?" Besides one who wasn't brain damaged. "I assure you however, my intentions are entirely honourable, you've no need to fret about misbehavior on that front from me Madam."

Making sure to match his step to hers, he led the way off the shuttle, or started to, likely she'd take it into her head to run off soon enough, he was resigned to this. What he intended to do quite frankly was to use his superior hearing to carefully and clandestinely steer them clear of all large animals. Whoops we didn't find any, how sad. Oh, you found our tracks and we just missed the beast? Darn, how frustrating.

[member="Isabella LaFleur"]

 

[Priscilla Utorna]

It'd be such a shame if the barrel of this heirloom rifle smacked you dead on the back of your head while we were hunting. "I do hope so. The lesser privileged such as yourself often lack... refinement in how they carry themselves. Perhaps if you prove to be a cut among the rest I can see about earning you a position on the Noblius' cleaning staff?" Her voiced sounded as earnest as she could possibly make it - but even such a prestigious spot on the janitorial team for the Parliament was not something the scum of society would want for employment.

As they finally touched down on the ground, she moved in for yet another whisper. "While I know you're wetting your pants - or whatever your kind wear - at the mere prospect of seeing me hunt in all my glory, I have no intention of hunting beasts that were purchased with the sole intention to make them die. It seems like even far too cruel of a punishment for me to carry through.... So" she moved to the loose string of fabric at her back, inside a small embedded pocket with a small flask of extremely, extremely heavy alcohol. "I propose we have a little fun?"

She didn't drink often enough to be considered an alcoholic, but she knew from the moment that she stepped off the ship that none of the passengers aboard could provide sufficient entertainment for her liking - [member="Akar Merikh"] included - and she was going to need to pack some serious stuff to get her through an entire day of socializing. "I know of course you have no intention of hunting, that just seems out of your character."

Roughly grabbing the cat's arm with extreme strength, she began to quicken her pace to find somewhere enclosed, where the rest of the hunters were unlikely to find them.

 

[Noatyr Moldmerr]

Chuckling to himself, he called after the retreating [member="Isabella LaFleur"] and [member="Akar Merikh"], ''Have fun you two.'' Then he began laughing to himself. Something about whatever interaction they had had was amusing to him, and it looked like most of the others had decided to do what he had done.

Wait for others to approach them.

He still couldn't really judge who he wanted to take with him, and even though working with the boss men, [member="Kaine Australis"], or [member="Toran Fel"], sounded like it couldn't really go wrong, he felt like he'd just end up like another bantha in the herd, following the leader if he went with either of them.

He somewhat recognized [member="Cassiopeia Caranthyr"] from somewhere before, and he gave her a light wave, before taking a few steps towards the forest that surrounded the camp, stretching out his arms as he raked his gaze around the area surrounding them.

''Although I do think the Bull Rancor might be the best choice in this, the Tyrant Rancor is a very large creature, and might be more fun to mess with...course I could get some real target practice with the Dragon Rancors...but the Krayt dragon...guess I'll hunt whatever I manage to find traces of first.''

With that thought in his mind, and no true destination in mind for now, Noatyr decided to check the bunkers for anything he could use to possibly bait one of the creatures.

@Tevro @The Mirage [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] [member="Titan"] @ES-06 @Oscar Saint-Just @Everyone

 

[Oscar Saint-Just]

After having grabbed one of the SR-9 rifles and some ammunition Oscar followed the eccentric cat and the hysterical female noble in disembarking the transport, stepping onto the surface of the planet. As he walked the naval officer checked over his rifle to make sure everything was in order, not having used in one in a little while now, though he couldn't help but overhear parts of the interaction between the two aforementioned individuals. He did not know either of them well, but from how he witnessed [member="Isabella LaFleur"] act he found himself wondering how someone like that managed to obtain a high rank in the government, and hoped that this was not indicative of the direction that the Fel Empire as a whole was heading in. She seemed to represent the worst traits of the nobility, being entitled and excessively arrogant, traits which Oscar despised (naturally he would never regard himself as possessing either of those).

As they moved away in some other direction the naval officer looked around to see where everyone else was going and what groups had been formed. One of the first he noticed was the Mandalorian leader [member="Kaine Australis"] alone, some distance away. Perhaps this can be a learning experience, he thought. After taking a moment to make sure as much as he could that no part of his naval uniform would significantly hinder his agility when the hunting started, Oscar approached the other man.

"Hello, sir," Oscar said in a neutral tone as he neared him, not sure what would be the proper style of address in this situation, but taking into account the man's standing as the leader of this Mandalorian group. "It seems I'll be joining you on this occasion."

[member="Toran Fel"] [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] [member="Titan"] @Everyone

 

[Raiz]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PY-BvPriIBo​

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Raiz, like a swooping bird of prey, dived into the mix and immediately bounded towards Noatyr. The large, yet young, Mandalorian marched towards the ginger looking man, and without knowing the man's intentions, would seem that he was intending to start something. However behind the steely visor of the Mandalorian's helmet, which also had music blaring quite loudly, he held no malicious intent as his boots pressed into the soil beneath him and as he followed the man into the bunker, Raiz took his helmet off and attatched it to the side of his hip, music still emitting from the communications from within the helm itself.

"Pas vod!" the Mandalorian shouts after Noatyr. "You seem rather lost, let's hunt together!"

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[member="Toran Fel"] [member="Cassiopeia Caranthyr"] [member="Kaine Australis"] [member="Noatyr Moldmerr"]​

 

[Gaia Sunaris Cadera]

Cassiopeia wasn't sure who she wanted to partner with during the hunt. She bit her lip as she looked around, her eyes catching the red headed man for a moment. He waved and she returned it. He was from the ORC-ME talks. What a small galaxy. Maybe she could join him. He seemed capable and at least some what funny - based off how drunk she was when she saw him.

She ended up following Raiz, enjoying his extremely loud music as she dug through her bag, making sure she could easily access all the items easily. They'd be moving quickly, so she would need to be able to get what what she needed easy and quickly. She entered the bunker, scavenging around for things she might need.

She sighed as Raiz claimed the red haired kid, but heck, they didn't say it could only be two. "I'll join you guys, then," she said cheerfully. "I'm Cassiopeia, it's a pleasure to meet you... I believe we saw each other at the ORC-ME talks?"

[member="Raiz Australis"] | [member="Noatyr Moldmerr"]