The Mines of Arkania

[Kitsune]

OOC Information:

Amount:(the amount will determine whether a dev thread is required. Think carefully and do not abuse what you pick.)

• Small - Allows for unique items and cannot be mined for semi unique or above.
• Medium - Requires a dev thread of 25 posts to have and may be used for semi unique or below

Creation of a dev thread with 10 posts will be used to make: 1 Unique Weapon

Perform a mining operation, a raid, an excavation, or steal to obtain phrikite ore from any of the following planets: Gromas 16, Alderaan, Arkania, Rendili, Bastion, Wayland, Roche Asteroids, Seltos, Demonsgate, Val'hala

Creation of a dev thread detailing a dangerous mining operation in the Far North regions of Arkania.

IC Content:
Kitsune stood aboard the ISS Mitoshi and gazed upon the frozen tundra of Arkania. She had recently hired an Arkanian huntress [member=Ciara], who stated she had expertise knowledge of its unforgiving terrain. Donning a luxurious, translucent fur coat of a D`oemir bear with powerful heating and personal environment units and underlying airtight undersuit for additional protection, Kitsune was properly dressed for the sub-zero temperatures on the surface. Leaned against the side of terrain-grip boots, a compact arctic-colored backpack, which housed a central heating unit, powercell, communications unit and tools and supplies necessary for surviving on the tundra.

Sensing a sensation of immense danger in the near future, Kitsune sighed and looked at her guardswoman, Zenko. She wore a black body glove with two thin orange stripes going down the sides seams of the glove, while a dense, baggy orange jacket slung over her upper body, with the detailed, almost living print of a fox adorned the entirety of the jacket. Her orange sport sneakers were spotlessly clean, equipped with built-in repulsor generators that Zenko had installed and calibrated herself. She gave Kitsune a slight, reassuring nod, feeling Kitsune's uneasiness. She adjusted the straps of her backpack, which was similar, but much larger than Kitsune's, and began a quick check of shock stick katana.

She tapped the ground with her left foot, emitting a loud echo through the interior hulls of the ship and turned towards Ciara, who was monitoring the ship's sensors and locating the best landing zone. Kitsune inquired, "Now, upon the terms of our contract, I promised to forge you a weapon out of phrik...do you have anything in mind?"

 

[Ciara]

[member="Salvor Arnex"] [member="The Shadow King"]

The Far Northern regions of Arkanis is a relentless and brutal dominion. Titanic mountains tower over the misty valleys, where water constantly evaporates and solidifies in a chaotic equilibrium due to the clashing forces of low temperatures and low pressures. The skies are dense with cloud and shards of hail rain endless fusillades on the barren surface. Nothing lives on the surface of the Far North, and life only exists in the deep crevices in the dark valleys of the mountains of the Far North. Here, only the most insidious and vicious creatures exist, and Arkanis whispers in rumors of the horrors of ever falling into these deadly pits. Hushed voices of Arkanian mothers scare their sleepy children in the shroud of darkness: "Be good or you'll fall into the ravines of Arkanis!" while preachers of zealous faith, "Demons lurk in the darkness, wicked demons! Devils covered in hellfire will torture your souls of sin, evil devils! Upon death, you will perish in the frozen hells of Arkanis! Redemption is a harsh path, but the divine punishment and retribution of our savior equalitates a life time of hardship and suffering."

The brutal torrents of hail and gnashing gusts gently rock the ISS Mikoshi as Ciara analyzed the tremendous load of sensory data from the environment. Although in-depth scans by the ISS Mikoshi indicated several optimal locations for phrik extraction, the scans were unable to assess surface stability and load capacity due to atmospheric interference. Ciara took a deep breathe and exhaled slowly. Turning to [member="Kitsune"] she stated tersely, "A Darkstick Vibrosword made out of Phrik." before returning to her duties. She had found a single location: a wide gorge shielded from harsh arctic weather which the sensors detected a large amount of phrik ore....yet, the biological sensors were unable scan the interior of the gorge. Contemplating for a few moments whether or not to direct orders for her to land at the location, Ciara shrugged off the possibility of danger as it was not the burden of her responsibility and comm'ed the coordinates of the gorge to the captain of the vessel.

 

[The Red of Sinner]

@Kitsune @Ciara [member="Salvor Arnex"]

(Not sure we would be taking a fleet to this is so Ima assume were all on yo ship gal, tell me to edit if I am wrong)

Aboard the Daimyo's ship, Romeo had placed himself on the bridge, watching the freezing weather in front of him. He shook his head under his mask, and his body shivered under his armor. On his right hip side was Shadow Luster, and on the other was Revan's saber. His arms crossed across his chest, and his head titled to the side, his mask sent him intel on the planet knows galaxy wide. It was cold, it had cloning facilities, and it was a place where really smart people lived. He shrugged, and ignored it all. His own species was known to be shrewd, and he wasnt here to fight either, he was more of just here to tag along, and see how all of it would go down.
"Of all the places....we go here...to the cold..." He sighed heavily in displeasure. "I hate the cold.." He shook his head again, and turned to look at Kistune, and observed the two women talking. In his own native tongue he spoke out loud to Kitsune, saying "I hate you..", and walked off the bridge of the ship. He wasnt serious about it, he was being more playful then anything, though down the halls from the bridge he continued to curse in Vahla, "I hate the cold, why the cold?! For Phrik? Damn it." He griped.


As it would be though, he knew this would fun, and just vented till it was time to show game face. As he checked his mask, more intel came up for the phrik mines here, and opted that this was a better place to get it then Alderaan, the place had been perverted with Vong bio-tech. Regardless of that though, this was in Republic space, and the last he had been here in their space, someone tried to arrest him. -Damn Jedi...- He thought to himself.
Still, he pondered how long this would take to finish. His mask sent more intel to him, allowing him to know that so far, no one knew they were here. "Well that's a relief." He said out loud in basic.

 

[Salvor Arnex]

[member="The Shadow King"] [member="Kitsune"]

He had come to Arkania with the other two heads of the Shadow Dynasty to mine for phrik, a rare material able to resist the cutting power of a light saber. A great boon if one could get a hold of it. Salvor would craft himself a suit of armor from his portion of the bounty they collected. One that befit his role as Warden of The Shadow Dynasty.

He awaited their descent to the planet.

 

[Kitsune]

[member="Salvor Arnex"] [member="The Shadow King"]

Kitsune simply nodded as the ship began descending into the depths of the darkness of Arkania. She gazed upon the blinding light which reflected off the surface of the planet suddenly fade into absolute darkness. Her eyes strained momentarily as her pupils immediately shrank in size, adjusting to the change of lighting. She grabbed her backpack and slung it quickly on her back before looking at Zenko to come to her side. Raising her hand quickly in the air before dropping it back to her side, an armored guard quickly approached Kitsune from the shadows and kneeled to her left, bowing his head and holding a sharpened force pike with both hands. She grabbed the alusteel force pike from the man's hand before dismissing him back to the shadows.

She looked at Salvor and Shadow King, and spoke simply, "Let's disembark."

At that exact moment, the ship rumbled as it landed on the bottom of the caverns; the shock-absorbing pads of the landing gear cushioned the fall, but the repulsor generators seemed to struggle to properly stabilize the ship.

 

[The Red of Sinner]

[member="Kitsune"] [member="Salvor Arnex"]

Romeo kept cursing to himself in Vahla as he followed behind the two, he was unaware the woman that was leading them was in the in the Primevil, other wise he would have killed her right then and there, and left it at that. He sighed to himself, and began to heat his own body with Convection, denying the cold to touch him. As he would do this, steam would rise from his body from the cold on the ship, and the small amounts of humidity that was in the ship.
"I'm ready."

 

[Kitsune]

Kitsune quickly assessed the situation before approaching the situation. She moved forward without Salvor Arnex and Romeo Sin, going forward alone with her companion. Zenko nodded before leading the way, holding up a glowstick for illumination. The caverns were strangely warm and pitch-black dark, with no light other than Zenko's glowstick. Both Kitsune and Zenko primed their vibroblades in the slight chance of an encounter.

And an encounter they would get indeed.

 

[Kitsune]

Encountering one of the beats of Arkania, a large D`oemir Bear appeared in front of Kitsune. She scorned at its presence, using the Force to amplify her anger. Zenko turned around concerned with Kitsune's current disposition, and slowly stepped backwards. She unsheath her vibroblade katana and slowly circled around the D`oemir Bear. It snarled in retaliation, and Kitsune pressured it again with the Force, using Force Fear in an attempt at subduing the beast.

The D`oemir Bear recoiled for a slight moment in fear, and Kitsune immediately lunged forward, slicing at the jugular vein with utmost accuracy and precision. The time it took Kitsune to travel the ten feet between the bear and herself was almost instantaneously, a result of her extensive martial arts training. Doing a barrel roll, she landed on the ground softly and slowly stood up.

"Zenko...Bring the beast to the ship. Make me a coat." Kitsune ordered. As Zenko walked away with the glowstick, Kitsune stood in absolute silence and with the stench of iron permeating around her.

 

[Kitsune]

As Kitsune waited in the darkness, she used the Force to sense her surroundings. Locating a small cluster of phrik ore, she slowly approached the phrik ore and took a deep breath. Iron permeated through her auditory senses, and she approached emboldened by her recent victory.

She grabbed the cluster of phrik ore and withdrew her Kiyohime-class Blaster Rifle. Firing in rapid successions, she removed the ore from the surrounding ice. Sigh, there seems to not be enough for anything meaningful. Perhaps a katana for use?

Kitsune walked back to her ship, defeated in a way.

 

[Kitsune]

Back on board the ship, Kitsune placed the phrik ore on a nearby table and walked back to the command room. She nodded at the navigational officer, and the ship slowly ascended into the air. Soon, the ship passed through the layers of the atmosphere and into the cold, abysmal depths of space.

She sighed in relief and wiped the blood from her katana. Discarding the silk cloth on the ground, Kitsune contemplated the future. What to make...what to make...

Kitsune slowly walked back to her private quarters and picked up the phrik ore along the way.

 

[Kitsune]

As Kitsune was alone in her private quarters, she removed all of her exterior clothing and changed into a fresh outfit. She inspected the phrik ore and scanned it with the ship's internal systems. Interesting...this is pretty pure for a raw sample.

She took out a small laser scalpel and began cutting away at the excess rock coating the phrik sample. She excised the excess rock carefully from the phrik ore and placed the ore on her duskwood desk upon completion.

Perhaps another visit another day.

Zenko walked in and placed the D`oemir Bear fur coat inside of her closet. She smiled.