Faction [THP] - Shadows and Temples

[Aris Noble]

"It'd be too easy to hurt them."

It was his reasoning, at least. Even growing up he was always paranoid that he might hurt one of his younger siblings. Control was necessary for safety. Not something he was going to ramble on. He fell silent for a moment before he shifted and plucked up another series of crates a person shouldn't be able to lift.

"You want me to carry your stuff to or is that insinuating you're weak?"

Reina Daival

 

[Reina Daival]

Tag: Aris Noble

In the past, Reina would have said no to Aris helping her out. She would have believed it was saying that she was weak but Reina had grown from that version of herself. She still wanted to prove herself, more than anything, but there was a difference between proving yourself by carrying some crates around and proving yourself in the ways that count. So instead Reina just gave a short nod towards Aris and waved her hand over towards the crate as if she insisted for him to take it.

It was amusing in a way that they both believed control was necessary for the safety of others. Whilst Aris seemed to have plenty of control over his strength, Reina was...less sure about her own control. There were some things she could control easier than others. Right now though for her, it was mostly stuff she had to learn by herself.

Spoiler: OOC Notes

: Means written/typed communication : < Means Sign Language communication >

 

[Thexann Pehnataur]

Obj I Upper Level -

When asked about where the Trandoshans were, the Wookiees said that they were outside. That is when “Gabriel” of Omega Squad sent out a wide band comm transmission that the team was trailing a Trandoshan hunting group. They looked like they had already been in a fight, but were tracking something themselves and heading right for the Temple ruins.

The Rodians, when found by Desbre Gensan , Jax Thio , and Vyn Daldoure would be arguing about bounties and if they were worth it. However when found, their mood would change IMMEDIATELY to victimization, clearly they were hiding something. They would try to convince the team that they were innocent, but their body language and inconsistencies in their story would reveal their true intentions. It would become clear that they were involved in something far more sinister than they were letting on.


Obj II - When outside, Vera Noble , Tigris Aphra and Everest Vale would, from their position, be able to see the Trandoshan Hunting Group, HEAVILY on their guard as they are looking for something. They looked like they had seen better days though as their armor was broken, several of their blades cracked and they were bloody. They had been in a fight.

Obj III - No News.

 

[Connel Vanagor]

Listen to the Shadows
Kashyyyk
Objective 1

Michael, Gabriel, Azrael, Sariel, Raphael, Jeremiel, Connel, Raguel
[Any text in brackets signifies comm-link usage and not face to face conversation]

Master Ike was always a sweet lady, one who took great care in caring for her fellow Jedi. That being said, she still creeped poor Connel out from time to time. Maybe “creeped out” was a strong choice of words, but right now, as she was basically in front of those in the small group, Connel was certain that this was some kind of trick, like she was projecting herself into their minds.

Yes, she WAS “there”, but this is the same woman who has so much in the way of technology to her name, as well as skills that he wouldn’t put it past her at all. It was only when the Grandmaster of the Silver Jedi carved the silly stick figure image, and called it “Caltin” into the wall that he fully accepted her appearance as real.

Open Mouth… grasp foot… lift leg… place foot in mouth... He did feel the presence, but he could recognize who it was, if it was who she was referring to.

Are you referring to the one outside? With the younger Noble and the others? I know who that is. He’s with us. Connel didn’t mention it previously as he had only just sensed the presence of Shadow Master Vanlin Aric Siasides .

There was another groan coming from lower in the lower levels, it was getting louder, but there was something… off about it. Then the transmission from “Gabriel” and then things started to click.


Okay, this is getting ridiculous. I think I know what we are dealing with down there. Be ready for a fight.[COLOR]

Checking his gear, and pulling a Throwing Lightknife, Connel began to make way for a staircase.

Desbre Gensan • Acier Moonbound • Coren Starchaser • Fa-Olan Warren • Valery Noble • Vyn Daldoure​

 

[Matsu Ike]

Desbre Gensan Acier Moonbound Coren Starchaser Fa-Olan Warren Valery Noble Vyn Daldoure Connel Vanagor Gavin Restur

"The young Noble? I have no idea what they are a noble of." She said it while moving as she debated if who she was feeling or what she was sensing were the one outside that he was speaking of. "But I don't think so, half the fun of coming around most of you other jedi is you always have something going on. Imagine if all you did was sit around a temple." She said it and turned around looking at Gavin and Acier for a moment. Her eyes staying wide and more curious before a hand came up. "Hey little boys want some candy?" She said it with a look of more curiosity as the edible crystal candy was in a small pouch and shimmered like kyber even in the shadowlands.

Her movement remained largely stillness, the smallest of breathes allowing her to look more like a statue but she spoke mentally for Connel. Altering it to be over his headset. "If it makes you feel any better, you and your dad always remind me of that ultra spicy broth the hutts drown their food in cause they have no tastebuds. The former grandmaster from the new jedi seems nice and closer to a comfort food. Coren and the starchasers are like being in a smokey room, all the smell of wine and cheap perfume. These two I am looking at seem to have promise though." Then Connel said to be ready for a fight and she shifted. Her movement faster to go towards the stairs and follow him down when she didn't draw a blade she just held a hand out as the Ta-Ree energies shimmered encasing her finger with a sheath of plasma energy glowing white. "We talking thick hide like beskar or leathery?"

 

[Fa-Olan Warren]

The need to freeze and wait for Master Noble had been immediate. The Wookiees were, in nearly every respect, as intimidating as their reputations stated. Not only large but clearly strong and fierce, willing to protect their own at any cost. It was honorable, Fa-Olan had to admit, once you got past the claws and fangs and roars.

With blue eyes shifting back and forth as the pair spoke, Fa-Olan remained statue still.

Better not risk being smacked into a pillar.

Then Master Noble spoke, having understood the Wookiee mother. It was a relief. And while Fa-Olan didn't have any specific answers, he immediately felt the need to help the family at all costs. He couldn't stand by and let their father die. The Padawan continued to listen and was reassured when the Jedi Master began to explain the situation, providing some clarity to the mystery and danger of the old ruins and the Wookiee family.

"Right," Fa-Olan nodded as he quickly moved forward and started to assess the pack leader. "There are deep claw cuts, some blaster wounds. I can start with the bleeding, then apply bacta patches to the burns."

Fa-Olan began to do just that, as he methodically started treating the larger Wookiee. Being so close, hearing the heavy breathing, smelling the forest in the warrior's fur, and seeing the intense eyes watching carefully, the Padawan couldn't help but feel awe-struck. Wookiees were amazing.

I can't wait to meet more nova sentients.

Bandages soon wrapped the deepest cuts, along with bacta spray to assist with healing the torn flesh. Fa-Olan began to pull out patches when he heard Master Noble mention Trandoshans...

"Oh! Aren't those natural enemies of the Wookiees?"

Fa-Olan had seen mention of the... reptilian species, if he recalled correctly, in some data files.

"They must be just as intimidating, if they can go toe-to-toe with Wook--"

The Padawan paused, his brows furrowed, patch mid-application...

"--murder... hunting... tracking. There's danger, Master Noble. Close!"

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Valery Noble | Thexann Pehnataur​

 

[Valery Noble]

Outfit: Combat Jumpsuit
Weapons: Lightsabers

The instant Fa-Olan's warning left his lips, Valery spun around. Her lightsaber snapped alive with a hiss, violet light carving through her surroundings. A blaster bolt cut toward them, only to be caught and sent screaming back into the treeline. The sound of a heavy body collapsing into the undergrowth followed a heartbeat later.

Then came more movement. Shouts, the thundering rush of feet through wet earth, the guttural calls of reptilian hunters closing in on their prey. Blaster fire cracked, scattering more sparks against stone. The jungle around them exploded into chaos as the Trandoshans began their strike, their focus all too clear: finish what they had started, cut down the wounded Wookiees, and leave no survivors.

Valery stepped forward, her blade whirling into a tight guard. Her voice carried over the roar of the fight, firm but clear. "Fa-Olan! They're coming!"

Her eyes never left the shadows as she braced herself, ready to carve down the first that broke through. "Stay with the pack leader. Hold the line!"

Fa-Olan Warren​

 

[Vera Noble]

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Tag: Tigris Aphra

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Vera's grin widened at the sight of that sheepish smile. She had her now, and Vera was more than willing to make it clear that she wasn't going to stop prying. The grin that accompanied that sentiment was the same grin her mother often wore when she knew she had someone cornered, ready to be teased.

"Oh, I heard that you two got caught sneaking off once.... during a class" she said with mock seriousness, lowering her voice as if it were a grand secret. In reality, she had no idea if this little rumor was true, but it was too much fun to make people blush. "And that when someone asked what you were doing, you said you were just looking for a good place to… meditate."

Her grin turned mischievous, eyes gleaming as she leaned just slightly toward Tigris. "Is that true?"

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[Thexann Pehnataur]

Obj I Upper Level -

The Trandoshans were making way into the Temple ruins, clearly looking for something, or someone, and the Patriarch of the Wookiees was forcing himself to stand. He may fall here, but he would fall defending his loved ones.


Obj I Lower Level -

The groan was from more Trandoshans, they were a part of the same hunting party, coming across (if accidentally) an entire pod (about 8) of Deathspine Varactyl . The pod was a family in and of themselves and were defending their home, but that would not be clear upon Gavin Restur , Acier Moonbound , Connel Vanagor , or even Matsu Ike immediately.


The Rodians, when found by Desbre Gensan , Jax Thio , and Vyn Daldoure would be arguing about bounties and if they were worth it. However when found, their mood would change IMMEDIATELY to victimization, clearly they were hiding something. They would try to convince the team that they were innocent, but their body language and inconsistencies in their story would reveal their true intentions. It would become clear that they were involved in something far more sinister than they were letting on. When the Trandoshans would make way into the ruins, they would see this as their opportunity to take full advantage.


Obj II - When outside, Vera Noble , Tigris Aphra and Everest Vale would, from their position, be able to see the Trandoshan Hunting Group still, only now they were double-timing it into the ruins.

Obj III - The First group has made it to the rendezvous point.

 

[Connel Vanagor]

Listen to the Shadows
Kashyyyk
Objective 1

Michael, Gabriel, Azrael, Sariel, Raphael, Jeremiel, Connel, Raguel
[Any text in brackets signifies comm-link usage and not face to face conversation]

Sit down, STAY down!

He drew his rifle onto the guard who followed “orders”. Then the groan, and something else as well. The guard was looking that way.

You know what’s down there! Of course he does. The guard nodded his head, and responded “My party… looking for husks.”

The Trandoshans?

How many? He counted, twice on each hand.

Move![COLOR] Connel said to the others as he tore off down the hall. The Guard? He wasn’t dumb enough to try and do something.

Desbre Gensan • Acier Moonbound • Coren Starchaser • Fa-Olan Warren • Valery Noble • Vyn Daldoure​

 

[Fa-Olan Warren]

And just like that, blaster fire started. Master Noble was immediately effective, she deflected a shot back into the brush, and Fa-Olan was instantly committed to the notion of learning that ability. That situation proved to be the catalyst of the attack, though, and with Master Noble's call to warning, the Trandoshans began swarming with blasters spitting and roars howling.

"Okay, I'm ready," Fa-Olan called back, as he pulled out his own lightsaber and activated the weapon with a snap-hiss. "This is gonna be hectic!"

From the alcove, Fa-Olan poked his blade out and swatted at any blaster bolts that got too close. He knew that, in this situation, Master Noble would be the frontline. And when she called for the Padawan to stay with the pack leader, to hold that line, he nodded and swallowed.

"I'll do my best--"

Fa-Olan went wide eyed as the large wounded Wookiee began to push to his feet. The smaller youth reached out and tried to press the warrior back down with a hand, but that was like a child pushing a Wookiee - exactly the situation.

"No, no, please, stay still, we can protect your family!"

Not good!

"Master Noble, he's not - uh - he's not listening or staying down, Master Noble!"

Fa-Olan kept his hand pressed against the fur, trying to calm the Wookiee as best he could, even calling on the Force to help...

Please let this work, please!

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Valery Noble | Thexann Pehnataur | Connel Vanagor​

 

[Tigris Aphra]

Location: Forest outside of Shadow Temple
Outfit
Equipment: Lightsaber, Bracelet, vibroblade,hunting knife, blaster pistol, utility belt
Tag: Vera Noble
Objective: II

Just like her brother, mother and father, Tigris had to look up at Vera. It was said she was a lot like Valery, at least in some respects. It didn't take long to prove that when Vera started her unexpected inquisition. The rumor wasn't true, at least when they were in class. Back then, Everest was the epitome of propriety, and wouldn't dare cut a class to meditate...or do anything else with Tigris. Whether they did at any other time, well... Tigris' lips were sealed.

Clearly, little miss Noble was stirring the pot. Yes, just like her mom.

A smirk toughed Tigris' lips. While she didn't care about her own reputation, she felt obliged to protect Eve's. "That didn't happen." she replied with a chuckle. "But I did hear the same thing about you and..."

Tigris paused, her hand reaching out across Vera's abdomen to stop her. "Did you hear that? Voices...in Dosh." She whispered. Tigris didn't speak Dosh, but she knew what it sounded like. Trandoshans were nearby.

The former Seyugi drew upon the Force and threw up a veiling cloak over she and Vera, a trick she had learned long ago. With the Force camouflage as well as a measure of 'insignificance' in the mind of the trandoshans, Tigris tilted her head in the direction of the sound and crept forward, urging Vera to follow so that she could remain hidden as well.

The trandoshans had mostly passed, but it was clear they were heading into the temple ruins, and in a hurry. With their bloodied armor, and some visible wounds, it was also apparent they had already been in one fight.

Tigris looked back at Vera. "I think we should follow, they are heading towards the temple... maybe give your mom and Connel a heads up?" Somewhere out there was Omega squad as well. Maybe they were the ones who had bloodied the 'doshans.

She rose from her crouch behind a tree and began a stealthy lope behind the hunting group, looking back to ensure Vera was coming.

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[Matsu Ike]

The force hummed, the air rippling in her mind as she could see the space... art of the small on a scale only in theory when the hunters were there. She could feel more of the people around as her finger remained encased in the energies... turning it into a smaller looking lightsaber. She moved off past Connel with a small look before she shifted in the air. Remaining silent as Connel found someone and questioned him... then he was moving and she stopped the guard. One hand on him as she focused the force energies into her finger at the point of the tip.

"Sleep." She said it while she tapped the center of his head with the area around him shaping itself... earth, plants and even water in the air... rippling energies that wrapped hm in a small hovel with a small beacon so that he could be found if he didn't wake up. The jedi master floated a little higher for a moment when he was secured using the shadowlands and ruins themselves... she allowed the sound and light to diminish when she was moving. Observing but also defending before she moved along the length of a tree hovering around a trandoshan hunter as he walked. His nostrils flaring and tongue coming out to scent the air.

SHe watched him from behind his head and he seemed to sense something.. he knew something was there... he could almost smell and taste her but each time he turned his head she moved around behind him. Staying almost tethered to the back of his head before he finally snarled... turning quickly and finding the jedi master looking at him with wide black pools for eyes... her senses in the force taking him in before he brought his rifle up. The force coming from her hand as she grabbed it out of the air... the metal shaking for a moment before bonds were severed... the molecules using cohesion when it was becoming dust.

He seemed shocked and speechless for a moment before the jedi master was gone.. the blink he took long enough for her to conceal herself as the air in front of herself altered to hide her form. She stayed off the ground but was muting the sounds of the area she was in a sphere of silence at the moment of it all when he snarled and drew a blade.. then he was slashing through the air at something and her finger came out from the side to catch it with the finger encased in energies that severed the blade. Each strike damaging the metal and making it smaller but she was moving her hand to just block the blade.

She didn't need to speak, she was moving around him when his claws were trying to rend her but he only kept finding the air. The sound of a light laugh on the air came while she remained silent... letting him tire himself out before collapsing to the ground and she barely moved. The sound of her voice finally coming like a jingling of silver bells with almost a sense of humor to it that was warm and caring. "Oh pitiful creature, lost in the darkness, bringing torment and pain to others. Oh damned being, wallowing in your own anger and pain. Perhaps... it is time to sleep?" SHe said the last as she looked at him... allowing the force to cascade like a heavy wave against the mind until it was pacified and the trandoshan was unconscious.

 

[Valery Noble]

Outfit: Combat Jumpsuit
Weapons: Lightsabers

Valery's head snapped around at Fa-Olan's call, and the sight of the wounded Wookiee struggling upright made her heart tighten. If he joined the fight in that state, he would only worsen his wounds and put the others trying to protect him at risk.

She turned back to the treeline, both hands tightening around her hilt before she unleashed a surge of Force power. The blast ripped outward in a wide arc, cutting through the din of blaster fire and hurling several Trandoshans from their charge. Bodies crashed into trees, buying them a moment of time and space.

And hopefully, it'd buy the two Jedi his trust.

With the reprieve, Valery pivoted on her heel and locked her fiery gaze on the pack leader, "Trust me. We will keep your family safe. Save your strength." Her eyes lingered for only a breath before she looked to Fa-Olan and gave a firm nod, motioning him forward. "By my side. We push them back together."

Her saber rose again, violet light flaring bright as the hunters regrouped. Whatever came next, they would face it shoulder to shoulder.

Fa-Olan Warren​