Soliath Devin Talith
Family Man
The Outer Rim trade world of Feriae Junction sat like a small jewel within the star systems of the Hydian Way. It was not a massive world, nor was it one of the most important within the galaxy. Junction was a trade world, a place where those from the core, and those from the outer rim met one another and transacted. It wasn't rich, but it was important enough too warrant claiming. As of right now the Mandalorians controlled the world. The planet was within their territory, and thus under their control. This would not last for long however.
A spec blinked within the distance of Junction, a slight glint of light within the blackness. Then another spec, and another and another. It happened over and over again until a massive wave of white jumped out of the deep reaches of Hyperspace and into the Thesme Sector. It became readily apparent that this was a Fleet, and from the markings it was clear it was a Sith fleet.
Among the fleet, within the dozens and dozens of ships stood a single Dragon-class Destroyer the flagship of Darth Moridin. The man stood upon the bridge of his flagship, watching the approaching world of Junction as his fleet poured towards it. He watched with listless eyes as the Sith moved forward. Transports, fighters, and bombers swarmed forward in a massive wave towards Feriae Junction. Among them were Sith, Soldiers, Engineer's, everything that the Empire needed to take the planet.
Soon Moridin would be among them, going to the world below to fight for control of the planet. Blue, green, and red streaks of light began to fly around space as the battle began. A slight smirk could be seen on the Dreadlord face, it was time to fight.
A spec blinked within the distance of Junction, a slight glint of light within the blackness. Then another spec, and another and another. It happened over and over again until a massive wave of white jumped out of the deep reaches of Hyperspace and into the Thesme Sector. It became readily apparent that this was a Fleet, and from the markings it was clear it was a Sith fleet.
Among the fleet, within the dozens and dozens of ships stood a single Dragon-class Destroyer the flagship of Darth Moridin. The man stood upon the bridge of his flagship, watching the approaching world of Junction as his fleet poured towards it. He watched with listless eyes as the Sith moved forward. Transports, fighters, and bombers swarmed forward in a massive wave towards Feriae Junction. Among them were Sith, Soldiers, Engineer's, everything that the Empire needed to take the planet.
Soon Moridin would be among them, going to the world below to fight for control of the planet. Blue, green, and red streaks of light began to fly around space as the battle began. A slight smirk could be seen on the Dreadlord face, it was time to fight.