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Invasion The Liberation of Ossus [Republic vs. Sith Empire]

The Jedi Master wasted no time celebrating the small victory, for Krag attacked almost immediately. Ducking, the head soared past him, impacting a surface behind him and exploding. Luckily, cool guys don't look at explosions. That, or Josh was too concerned with whatever Krag might throw next to actually bother looking.

He walked toward Krag, a smirk on his face. "You must be Krag" he said amusedly. "I'm guessing, because you're uglier then the other ones here. You Draug measure strength in your appearance, right? Ugliest is the strongest, the prettiest are the weakest?" he joked.

"Josh DragonsFlame" he introduced, a bit more honor in his tone this time around. He never took his eyes off his opponent as his knuckles grew white as he gripped the hilt of his lightsaber. His breathing was light as he walked toward the big Draug.

He cracked his neck, his face growing serious as he stopped.

"Let us begin" he said quietly, yet firmly. It was that small verbal signal that was DragonsFlame's way of saying "Come at me bro".

@[member="Krag"]
 
Snapping into a Form III defense he twisted the grip on his saber up, so the blade blocked Tyr-Kyr's blade shy of its target. By his stance and weight of the strikes he could tell the Jedi was using Form II. Arcturus himself never limited himself to one rigid style. He preferred to use two particularly V and III, alternating between the two as it was required. Sure enough though, as soon his enemy's blade was blocked Arcturus lifted his lighsaber hilt above and behind his head, the blade back and down at an approximately forty-five degree angle. Powering himself in the force, fueling his strike with hatred, the Sith leapt and swung down again perfectly preforming a 'Falling Avalanche' on his opponent @Tyr-Kyr Magnus.
 
Keeping one eye out for Sith or Gruag, as she had heard them called through the din of the battlefield, Eenes knelt over @[member="Saran Drast"]. She submerged herself in the Force, focusing her energy on healing the padawan. Twice she had to raise her blade in defence, but before long and had done all she could. Saran would still need to see a more accomplished healer after the battle, but she seemed stable for now - and could probably even continue fighting.

Eenes stood, feeling like she had finally done something worth doing here. She saw three Graug bearing down on them and gripped her lightsaber determinedly. This may not end well.
 
Blessed are the peacemakers
Tracyn was wearing his helmet, which meant he was more than aware of the Graug behind him. 360 degree vision and sound systems that could pick up blasters being drawn over substantial distances meant that he was in perfect control of it. Besides, pale green did not match the current color scheme of orange, and the illumination brought on by the fires made the ex-Supercommando extremely aware of the threat behind him, and around him. He pivoted on his heel, slamming his lightsaber towards a bolt, straight back into a Graug's face. Tough as their hides were, the weapons they used made the hides like paper mache. Tracyn turned and saw @[member="Ravage"] rampaging through the Republic troopers. No, not his comrades. Not today.

"You die."
Tracyn said, finding an increasingly low tolerance for mercy. He marched through the Graug, rendering them asunder with a mixture of brutal lightsaber attacks and his bare hands. He grabbed one by his face, and crushed it completely. He threw the screaming Graug away, and sliced off another's head, and then brought his lightsaber half-way into a Graug. He used it like a sledgehammer, to great effect. He was storming towards Ravage, and cutting a large gash into the Graug lines as he did. Blaster fire mostly ignored him, the Graug were too busy being engaged with everyone else. The amulet of Tal'ra, and the Sigil beneath his armor made him an impressive foe. Cracking his knuckles, he held his lightsaber sideways, as he built up the force in his hands. So much so, that it manifested into a blue-white hue in his hands. Giving off a sort of battle cry, he unleashed the force burst towards Ravage. The burst ripped from his hands, and went straight for the beast. Ravage would have little to chance of evading it, due to the fact that he wasn't a force sensitive being. Tracyn was wasting no time, and the fact that his substantial battle prowess was being constantly boosted by the Sigil, was something that gave him a superior edge and made him a terrifying foe to behold.
 
Saran sat up, still pained, but her head and arm hurt less. Finally standing, she looked over to @[member="Eenes Kokad"]. "I guess I owe you one." Drawing both blades, she turned to the oncoming gurang and smirked. Finally, she could be useful today.
 

Lord Ghoul

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JEDI ACADEMY
@[member="Krag"] @[member="Diana Moridena"] @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]
The cold grip of the Dark Side wrapped around Diana's throat as a presence arrived on the battlefield. The Thronebreaker had come. Wearing the phrik armor of the now defunct HYDRA unit, Mikhail stalked through the ruins of the Jedi Academy. In one hand he held a downward curving dagger, the other was empty, but extended toward Diana, fingers curled as if gripping an invisible object.

"You know what annoys me more than Sith? Self-righteous Jedi." Though, the muffled voice from inside the helmet sounded more amused than irked.


He came in at the opportune moment to save Krag from the frying pan. The Graug had had a brief stint of his enemy. But now they faced a mutual enemy. Sith might stab each other in the back on the daily, but nothing made them band together like the Jedi. Still standing at a safe, ranged distance that would take at least several Jedi-sized bounds to cross, Mikhail's grip tightened on her neck as he imposed his telekinetic will, attempting to crush Diana's throat while he simultaneously gestured to the side with a sharp movement of his arm in an effort to slam her with bone-breaking force into some of the ruined structures of the Academy.
 
Ossus|Jedi Academy Outskirts|Helping Saran

The ground quaked. The eerie distant glow of the burning forest illuminated the horizon as the thunderous sound of war horns filled the air. War had come to the sacred planet of Ossus, and win or lose it would never be the same. The thick foliage surrounding the crash site cast a heavy shade on the area causing the blue and red glow of the two lightsabers clashing there to fill the darkness with their light. "Soresu." Tyr-Kyr thought as his dark opponent quickly moved into a defensive stance and parried his attack. So the Sith also used more than one form of saber combat, but how many, and how well did he know them?

The second strike came towards Tyr-Kyr now. More graceful and planned than the first, yet still just as reckless. Tyr-Kyr remained in his original stance and followed the momentum of the Sith's overly powerful swing. Tyr-Kyr used the leading technique, and once their lightsabers connected, Tyr-Kyr used the Sith's own power to direct him to the side and knock him off balance.

@[member="Saran Drast"] @[member="Arcturus Procyon"] @[member="Eenes Kokad"]
 
Ossus, Just Landed,
Ysannan Mission

As they glided through the air of Ossus, Sochi too grabbed on to one of the bars above her head. It would seem everyone was as ready a they could be. Explosives could be heard from a distance, smoke seen once Ella opened the door revealing the lush forest that was Ossus. Once the door was opened and the wind rapidly blew in, Ru tightened her grip around the bar she was holding or her safety; she really didnt like flying especially at wartime.

They landed a distance away from the fighting, and she unoarded the ship. She was quickly followed by thier troopers, they would quickly need to get a move on it. "Alright, equipment check one more time." she said softly, checking her own. The team would have to wait for further commands from Aika.

@[member="Ella Nova"] @[member="Aika Kawakami"]
 

Cedric Dorn

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Jedi Academy Ruins
@[member="Krag"] @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] @[member="Paega Anginous"] @[member="Mikhail Shorn"]
As Pagea bounded towards Diana she simply move in one twisting motion, bringing up her palm and pushing it forward towards the girl. She sent a force push towards the Sith Knight, repelling the girl in one fluid motion and drawing herself up in one quick standing motion.

As soon as she stood however she felt the cold grip of telekinesis upon her inner throat. Almost immediately her esophagus began to constrict, the air left her lungs, and for the briefest of seconds her vision became dark. The Jedi Knight was lifted into the air and thrown to the side, sent flying to the ruins. She closed her eyes, concentrating and shutting out all other thoughts. Her body became limp for a second, and then everything went taught.

A wave of the force rushed out from her, sending ripples of falling rain away from her and breaking the telekinetic grip on her throat. She broke the grip just in time and managed to twist herself in the air, smashing into one of the ruined walls with her back instead of her head. As she struck the wall Diana ghasped for breath, both from the pain and in order to regain her vision. Then With a soft grunt Diana stood from the toppled wall, a bruise already forming upon her back.

As soon as she stood the Jedi raised her palm, calling back her other lightsaber from the ground near it. The hilt landed in her hand and the blade ignited with a snap and a hiss.

“And yet, I'm willing to bet you would claim to be better than us all.” Diana spoke with a listless voice, her fading eyes looking at the new Sith. Rain fell heavily now, each drop striking like thunder on the ground.
 
(@[member="Mikhail Shorn"] you're at the academy, I'm pretty far away by now. I marched off from there ages ago. Krags army and my own troops are far off in the forest/jungle, not nearly close enough for you to choke Diana and attack me aswell)
 

Other Space Kaiden

Better than other-other space Kaiden
@Meta @Whom Imperial Armies May Concern


RESPONSE AS NPC ARMIES UNDER IMPERIAL COMMAND (INCLUDING GRAUG)
Ten-Thousand Graug ere quickly cut down to nine and fro nine to eight and so on before the wave of brutes even reached close combat range. Without the proper reinforcements, the Graug were cut down to about five thousand warriors which was but a fraction of their starting strength. Those five thousand warriors, however, now ravaged the jungle and entered combat with what clones Meta had under his command. As the beasts charged, mortar fire rained into their ranks and blew chunks of hide and bone high into the air. Even as the massive army came into range of the clones, the weapons of the Republic tore into them with ease and cut that five thousand down to four.

Now, however, the Graug began to use their barbaric looking weapons against the Republic forces. The brutes swung their blades and cut deep into the armor of their opponents, chopping them into small pieces even after they had fallen. Some Graug even took up the dismembered limbs of fallen clones and held them high into the air in sign of victory. The gunships of the Republic did their best to thin the Graug lines, but the brutes would not stop charging and they soon blanketed the entire area around Meta's forces. Said Jedi Padawan was charging through the Graug lines for the Priests who acted as the generals of the Graug army, they were nimble and much thinner specimens than the average Graug. As Meta charged, the Generals raised large double bladed vibrostaffs and prepared to enter life or death combat with the Jedi.

As the battle of Republic and Graug raged on, beasts of a different kind broke the horizon. Rain pelted their steel hides and their long legs dug their equally large feet into the mud beneath them. Each time the monster lifted a leg a horrible grinding roar shook the jungle and announced the arrival of doom upon the Jedi slime who dared defy the Emperor. The Graug beasts were being beaten back and their fearsome organic artillery was no match for the technologically superior ships of the Republic and so the Emperor's Fist had to come even the odds. The sound of the metallic monsters was followed by the menacing shape of the eight AT-TT walkers emerging from behind the Hill where the Graug attack had initiated. Scattered far below the massive war machines were squadrons of AT-FS's. The shook the ground as they marched ever forward, their laser cannons firing off into the forest and taking shots at the Gunships.

As the walkers came over the hill, the rest of the Imperial forces soon followed. Imperial shuttles and gunships flew high overhead, their destination being the Jedi Ruins. On the ground, the most loyal of the Emperor's men marched forward with their blasters aimed to kill the Republicans. Anyone who knew the history of the Sith would recognize the distinct blue stripes that ran down the center of the legions armor, the remnants of the 501st had arrived. Some of the men road on the many HART tanks that came soaring over the hills while others marched beside MACAU hover tanks. Krag (as mentioned in his first post) was heading up the first wave of the attack while other Imperials mobilized their forces. The planets own defense force was not even prepared for the Jedi invasion and very little knew of the attack before Krag arrived with his Graug army. Now, however, the Graug had held off the Republic long enough for the Empire's planet side men to mobilize for the killing blow.

The Graug army may be wiped out today, but their deaths would be the cost paid for victory. The Graug continued to to push toward Meta's forces and the Jedi Ruins, their bloodlust and rage still overtaking them. Many of the foolish brutes ran right into the gunfire of their Imperial counterparts, but it mattered little. With the Graug acting as the vanguard for the advancing 501st, very little could stop the Sith warmachine now.


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@[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]​
KRAG's POST
"You talk as if you have a place in this galaxy, Jedi weakling. All who challenge me will burn in the fires of my hatred, including you and all your Jedi friends. Your every breath insults me and your every move is but a BLIGHT!" with the shouting of his last word, Krag began to breath in deeply whilst using the force to take flames around him deep into his gut. The natural flames, whilst inside Krag's ashy body, were amplified and powered by his own force strength before he exhaled a deep and powerful roar.

The exhale sent a massive cloud of force flames across the battlefield and towards the Jedi Master, the ball of flames being several meters in radius. This, by far, was the most powerful fire based attack Krag had ever unleashed. The fires would turn rocks to charcoal and trees to nothing but sticks of ash in the ground.
 

Ravage

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Jedi Academy Ruins

Ravage's swift moments and vicious strikes were the bane of many troopers up until enough of them were lying dead on the ground thanks to Shorn. Because of that, the Graug forces were able to push further against the Republic forces. Ravage tasted the flesh of many republic troopers and soon a Jedi would be next.

Ravage's position far from Krag and his fight caused Tracyn to walk out into the open area in between Ravage and the others. Thus leaving him open for a Glycon attack. As Tracyn pushed towards Ravage, the Glycon rider lined up his shot with the one man cutting through the Graug with ease. As he unleashed the force at Ravage, the mass driver cannon unleashed it's blast aiming directly towards him. Ravage's enhanced senses informed him of Tracyn moving towards him, prompting Ravage to rush behind a large group of Graug who took the force blast instead.

@[member="Tracyn Ordo"]
 

Lord Ghoul

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OOC: my bad, next time pm me instead of takin up valuable thread posts. I'll edit.

JEDI ACADEMY RUINS
@Krag @Joshua DragonsFlame @Paega Anginous @[member="Diana Moridena"]
Her words brought a sadly-hidden smirk from behind the helmet.

"No, I'm just better at being bad."

The scattered ruins provided Mikhail with a plentiful resource of his favorite weapon: rubble. Mikhail raised his left, daggerless hand palm-up and then made a shoving motion. A dozen pieces of less-than-boulder-more-than-rock rubble rose into the air and he hurled them violently toward her with enough force to break bones. He followed it up with a Force push to pre-empt any forward motion on her part. He would keep her at a distance and pound her to bits.

The pitter patter of raindrops on his helmet provided a perhaps not so oddly naturalistic backdrop to this clash between Jedi and Sith. An age old cycle, perhaps just as much a part of the nature as the rain. Not the Mikhail gave a damn. Water streamed off his armor and he sat unfazed inside that phrik carapace. Despite his lack of a lightsaber, he stuck to the Makashi style. He would wear her down, then move in for the kill.
 
@[member="Krag"]

The Sith Knight talked trash, then sent a rather powerful set of flames toward the Jedi Master. Thinking quickly, the Master ran toward a nearby tree, his breathing light yet fluid as he ran. Bashing his right foot to the ground, Josh leaped onto the side of the tree, the Force aiding his leap. Allowing the Force to aid him once more time, Josh used a Force Push to propel himself off the tree, backflipping in mid-air, causing him to fly over the flames and landing near Krag.

"You want fire, do you?" he asked, an amused grin on his face. "Well, now I guess it's my turn!"

And with that, flames ignited in the palm of the Jedi Master's free hand. A determined look crossed his face as he tossed a fireball toward Krag. He didn't hesitate anymore, instead as soon as the first was thrown, he charged and threw another, and another, determined to catch his larger, yet likely not as agile opponent.
 

Cedric Dorn

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Jedi Academy Ruins
@[member="Krag"] @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] @[member="Paega Anginous"] @[member="Mikhail Shorn"]
Diana moved through the thrown rubble like a fish through water. She did it as naturally as any bird might have flown. She danced and jumped her way through the gap between the rocks moving to the side and essentially making her way in a semi-circle around the new Sith. A few times she swung her lightsaber to slice a large piece of rubble in two, or incinerate a smaller piece all together. It was short quick, and efficient work, and Diana thanked god for her time in training as a professional ballerina(seriously she was a ballerina after she left the Order).

This was easy for her.

After moving so far to the side of Mikhail that she had completely dodged his force push Diana finally came to a stop, the rubble having smashed the scenery behind her into tiny bits.

She landed on her feet with a soft thud, not making enough noise to even drown out the rain for a second. The hissing of her lightsabers made it difficult to hear the man talk, but Diana heard it nonetheless. She swung the blades around a few times, gaining a better grip on the blades before speaking. “Perhaps you should try being good. Maybe you would be even better at that.”

With a weary eye she looked to the Sith that had attacked her earlier @[member="Paega Anginous"], being weary of her inevitable counter-attack.

The listless Jedi regarded the Sith Master with cold faded eyes, waiting for his next move.
 
Blessed are the peacemakers
JEDI ACADEMY
WHEREVER HE AND RAVAGE ARE


Tracyn stood there for a moment, the large beast and the charging up of it's weapon not exactly going unnoticed to a man who had picked out targets by simple discoloration. Tracyn was fast, faster than most people would expect. The Sigil gave him strength, multiplied by his own strength in the force. Tracyn used the force destructively and offensively, rather than for a defensive purpose. He moved like a demon, the shot exploding behind him as he moved. It rocked the Earth, and sent Tracyn flying slightly. The HUD was scrambled as the electronics adjusted for the shockwave to follow. Tracyn responded by flipping and compensating for a landing. He snarled and turned to the Glycon, and reached out his hands. Tracyn, at one point, had thrown about gunships and Basilisk war droids in a fit of rage, and this beast was no different. Specifically, the gun on top of it.

The gun was crushed from what seemed to be something inward, and then violently the energy cells within it exploded, killing the beast as well. The Graug that were hit with the force bursts were torn apart, bits and pieces of them strung about. Tracyn, due to the battle meditation, the Sigil stone, and the heat of battle, gave him a serious boost. He didn't need the force to demolish Ravage, that was obvious enough. He ran over top of the killed Glycon, and stood on top of it, and gave a hearty war cry, letting it echo through the charred forest. He ran down the beast, and landed in the middle of the dead bodies that Ravage had cowardly used as a shield.

"Your move, creep."
@[member="Ravage"]
 
Soaring above the Ruined Jedi Academy
"Get me as close as you can Captain!" Tallia shouted over the sounds of the utter chaos below. Her gunship was hovering over top of the battleground. There was a good possibility that the ship would be shot down, but it was a risk she had to take. Death tainted the force everywhere around her, but she stayed strong. She'd been in dangerous situations before and she understood the playing field. She wanted one thing. To make the Sith feel what it was like to be stomped on. Tallia knew revenge wasn't the Jedi way, but she had seen what kind of destruction the Sith were capable of, and she wanted them to pay for it.

Jaxton Ravos had once told her that all Dark-sider's were worth saving, but she had never brought herself to agree with him. So she was looking to crush the Sith occupying Ossus and take back what belonged to the Jedi. She scanned the planet's surface for targets.

"Let's clear a place to land!" Tallia ordered. The side gunners began to rain fire down on the enemy Graug forces below, cutting out a clearing for the ship to touch down. She spotted a part of the forest aflame and sensed the familiar presence of @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"]. "Continue the good work Captain. I'll see you on the ground." She said, leaping from the gunship. Weaving through the forest, she arrived near Master DragonsFlame swiftly. He was battling a hideous creature that shot fire from it's palms with the force. "What is that thing?" She asked, igniting her lightsaber.

@[member="Krag"]
 
As the jungle burned around them, The Sith stumbled for a moment from the weight of his own blow. Yet the Jedi did not take opportunity to strike, the Sith came round and pushed out with the force, aiming the telekinetic blast straight for @[member="Tyr-Kyr Magnus"]. Regaining his footing, Arcturus did not wait for his opponent, he renewed his onslaught slashing with a diagonal strike towards the Jedi's collar bone.
 
The sudden force of kinetic energy collided with Tyr-Kyr, winding him and causing him to slide backwards across the ground. Tyr-Kyr should have been more prepared for something of that ilk, yet his pride in his saber abilities clouded his mind. It was like sparring Judas all over again. Tyr-Kyr had little time to regain his senses before the Sith was once again upon him aiming a crippling blow to the shoulder. Bringing his lightsaber up moments before the blow connected, Tyr-Kyr was able to deter the Sith once more. Tyr-Kyr was done playing defense, and his mind was made to bring the fight to his opponent.

The lightsabers hissed as the pushed against one another. Tyr-Kyr was holding onto his lightsaber with both hands when he felt it. The sudden urge of renewed strength and vigor washing over him like a wave of pure light. Someone on the Republics side was using battle mediation, and Tyr-Kyr could not have been more grateful at that moment. With his newfound prowess Tyr-Kyr broke the saberlock and brought his blade high in the air before bringing it down in a series of swift powerful strikes. He had now adopted the Djem So style hoping to cash in on the battle meditation by combining it with his own strength in the style. Tyr-Kyr glared at the Sith while he delivered the onslaught of attacks and spoke with a harsh cold tone. "Give up, you cannot win."

@[member="Arcturus Procyon"] @[member="Saran Drast"] @[member="Eenes Kokad"]
 
Meta dropped promptly beside the priests. They were thin and carried vibro staffs. Similar to a Glaive, Meta was breathing heavil exertion wasn't his thing, however the priests would be a easy kill. Meta lunged forward, his blade clashing and ricocheting off of their own. The priests were faster than normal Graug, and obviously smarter. Though, utilising Djem So, Meta parried and came in with a counter attack, again and again. Continuously pushing back one of the other priests with the force. It was only a matter of time before Meta broke through the priests defences and pulled the staff from him, slashing up and through his chest with his saber, bring his blade around he parried the other priests blade and followed up with a swing from the staff. In a stabbing motion the staff pierced through the tough skin of the priests neck. Blood splattered all over Meta's gear, Meta threw the staff and priest aside. Turning he found himself alone amongst Graug and Sith forces, although the Graug were decimated by the anti-infantry cannons. Meta stood upon avast battle field of death. He took note if AT-ST's and the massive army surrounding himself, four snipers, a few commandos. A gunship or two and anti infantry cannons. The empires real army had emerged. Meta brought up his comlink. "Cannons, focus on their infantry. Gunship, link me up with Command." The pilot took a moment. "I don't have that kind of cleara-" Meta sighed. "JUST DO IT." The pilot fell silent as he linked up Meta with the capital ship of the invading army. "Commanders, the real army has arrived right on top of me!" He shouted, creating a large holographic camera, he showed them the immense Sith army ahead of him. "I've got men down here. We can win this if you send everything you've got down here!" Meta deactivated his comlink. He had wondered why the attack force was so small. However he realised that the republic was waiting for the empires army up show first. It's real army. Meta lay down against a Graug body, he was running on adrenaline. He was exhausted, but before Meta could say anymore. The sounds of blaster fire rained down. The imperial army had began to fight back.

NPC REPUBLIC FORCES CONVERGING ON SITH ARMY


A vast amount of Gunships were now inbound, followed by a squadron of bomber fighters, and Anti Air/Ground Vehicle Cannons were on their way. Although Meta lay battered and scorched from the battle, hope remained.
 

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