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[Captain Charles]

The Ruisto Expedition

TAGS: Captain Charles | Ronhar Tane | Priesse Namada | R'ayne Asara | OPEN​

Backstory:
Over 900 years ago Ruisto was a thriving Mon Calamari colony world complete with small ship yards in orbit. Now its’ a lifeless rock, having been bombarded to extinction during the Galactic Civil War. The mission is simple set the conditions for a full conquest of the world.

Objective I: Secure the System:

• Establish sensor pickets at the entrances to the system
• Clear the System of all hostiles
• Scan for active signal traffic and hunt them down
• Assess ship yards to see if they are salvageable

Objective II: Explore the Planet:

• Find a suitable base location
• Conduct atmospheric assessment
• Document ancient ruins
• Search for any life forms

Objective III: Establish A Base:

• Begin establishing a forward operating base on the surface
• Plan the future settlement of the planet.

 

[R'ayne Asara]

the ruisto expedition

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An Untold Awakening

Objective III ~ Establish a Base​

weapon: draconic scourge
outfit: attire
tag(s): open

Ruisto greeted me beneath a sky the color of drowned steel, its oceans whispering against the bones of a colony that had long since fallen from prominence.

Once, Mon Calamari engineers and dreamers had raised shining towers here, but now only weather-worn structures and skeletal docks remained, their empty corridors echoing with the ghosts of forgotten ambitions.

As my shuttle descended through curtains of cold mist, I felt the planet studying me in return, as though some vast and slumbering intelligence lurked beneath its black waters.

Beside me stood Mer Hops'in, esteemed member of both the Web of Shadows and the Council of Shadows, his gaze fixed upon the landscape with the calculating patience of a predator.

Together we had come to determine where the Malphoreme Imperial Remnant would plant its banner, and before us lay three possible sites.

The first rested upon a cliff overlooking the northern sea lanes, granting commanding visibility and formidable natural defenses, though violent storms clawed at the coast with enough fury to threaten construction.

The second occupied the ruins of an abandoned colonial district, where existing infrastructure would hasten development, yet its proximity to ancient tunnels and forgotten foundations invited uncertainties that neither survey teams nor scanners could fully explain.

The third lay deep within a mountainous basin, hidden from orbital observation and easily fortified, though its isolation would complicate supply routes and leave its defenders dependent upon a narrow network of passes.

I walked the desolate ground in silence, my boots crunching across stone bleached by centuries of salt and neglect. The Force drifted through the air like cold incense, carrying faint impressions of loss, abandonment, and something older still; something that had watched the rise and decline of Ruisto with patient indifference.

Mer Hops'in spoke little, yet I could sense the gears of strategy turning within his mind as we weighed each location against the needs of the Imperial Remnant. The cliff promised strength but demanded endurance; the colonial ruins offered convenience but concealed shadows beneath shadows; the mountain basin granted secrecy but threatened isolation.

Above us, the heavens darkened as distant thunder rolled across the sea, sounding less like a storm and more like the heartbeat of some colossal entity slumbering beneath the world.

I folded my hands within my sleeves and stared across the dying colony. Wherever the base was raised, it would become more than stone, steel, and soldiers. It would become a monument to Malphoreme ambition, a fortress erected upon the grave of a forgotten age, and Ruisto itself seemed to wait in dreadful anticipation for our decision.​

 

[Captain Charles]

CAPTAIN CHARLES
Ruisto | First Scouting Squadron | Arrival​

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First Scouting Squadron arrived on schedule as planned. High Command had given considerable freedom on how the mission could be accomplished. This was great for Charles who preferred operational flexibility. Upon arrival he detached four Mini Taskforces each consisting of one Vengeance Class Cruiser and two Bullet Class Frigates to drop Sensor Buoys and form a picket line at the entrances to the system. Luckily there were only two to guard as the third at their rear was already secured by Mahporeem. The rest of the squadron stayed with the Stryker II in orbit above the planet as the MIN Strangler (the Squadron's Interdictor Class Cruiser) activated its gravity well projectors. Its purpose was twofold, providing friendly ships a better hyperspace exit point and forcing potential hostile ships to drop right in front of the Stryker II's main battery where they would be eviscerated by concentrated fire. The Runner Class Fast Transports were on standby ready to ferry supplies to the planet's surface as soon as the ground forces found a suitable location.

They were in high orbit. A necessary precaution due to the orbiting debris from the destroyed shipyards. He would let the follow up forces handle that clean up job. Ruisto was below. It was mostly a terrestrial world with a few small scattered oceans here and there. It honestly reminded him of Castillon, just much duller. He wondered how Jager, Edward and Hannah were doing. He quickly shelved that thought. The mission came first.

"Ferrin, open a channel to R'ayne Asara 's team. Ask if she has detected any life forms yet."

"Aye sir," replied his Comms Officer, opening up the channel.

They waited. The hum of the ship and quiet chatter of his crew around him. So far so good, thought Charles, as the operation continued.