Torrent over Slaver Sands Mandalorian Empire Dominion of Er'kit Hex AB19

[Yasha Cadera]

Torrent Over Slaver Sands
Mandalorian Empire Dominion of Hex AB19

Location: Er’Kit, Noonian Sector
Objective 1: Destroy all Remnants of Thalassian Slavers from Er’Kit.
Objectives:
1. Destroy all Remnants of the Thalassian Slavers
2. Rescue the Slaves for transport to temporary Safety Shelters
3. Destroy or Board & Conquer the Thalassian Fleet over the Planet

Mand’alor the Infernal underwent a metamorphosis after the Siege of Commenor. While for some time the Mandalorian Empire was on the path of isolationism and away from open conquest, the decimation of their closest allies at the hands of their second closest connection humbled and shocked any sense of pacifism out of the Undying’s Little Rekr.

She lived in a Galaxy where little girls could call Emperors to their side, where Queens became captives, where conscience-less killers became wise councils and friends. Moreso, as the Infernal gazed out from the Yasha-Class Carrier upon which she stood, she looked upon a planet which desperately required an attitude adjustment.

Er’kit harboured slavers too long. They resided too closely to the Mandalorian Empire’s borders, and had the misfortune of also being between Yasha and her desired prize. Ithor would become part of the Empire.

Only as part of the Empire could the Infernal protect the cultures and peoples who came to her. Only as part of the Mando’ade, as converts to the ways of Manda’s Children could they be saved.

“Australis. Centaris. Ready your assault positions. Verd. Prepare your Aliit. [member="Cynthia Solus"], prepare your Aliit to rescue the slaves and get them to safety. Mantis, jam the slavers' comms.

[member="Aedan Miles"]. ready your incursion fleet. Destroy what you cannot take whole. None escape this day. By nightfall, all Er’kit will be ours, or dead.” Raising her war hammer in hand, Yasha stood on the flight deck of the Yasha Class and watched as the first launch of bes’uliik riders chomped at the reins of their techno-beasts to begin the assault on the first of three Slaver bases on the planet.

Yasha’s hammer struck in a downward strike.

Bes’uliiks flooded over the ship, as primary weapons upon the in-atmo carrier and mobile base fired at the first of the slavers’ shields. The Infernal mounted her bes'uliik, old Solus Rekr, and charged to the front of the first formation.

The battle for Er’kit began with a resounding gong.

Spoiler

[member="Kaine Australis"] [member="Raiz Australis"] [member="Shia Kryze"] [member="Gray Raxis"] [member="Cassiopeia Australis"] [member="Parja-Kal"] [member="Quoron Mantis"] [member="Tal Vizsla"] [member="Lisset Australis"] [member=“Atheus Voidwalker“] [member="Connory"] [member="Dorn Skirata"] [member="Amanda Kryze"] [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] [member="Alvarex Zambrano”] [member="Skosk Australis"] [member="Rex Taff"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Keira Verd"] [member="Rhaegar Nemesis Dib"] [member="Ginnie Dib"] [member="Ra’a’mah"] [member="Nita Quez"] [member="Joanes Quez"] [member="Cynthia Solus"] [member="Aedan Miles"] [member="Acaleus Thorn"] [member="Alkor Centaris"] [member="Gerarich Thanor"] [member="Jor Kvall"] [member="Ambrose Mantis"] [member="Rory Baccus"] [member="Nibsani"] [member=“Aaray Solus”] [member="Skorvek"] [member=“Lilik Mantis”][member="Meerax Quez"] [member="Stardust Australis Skirae”] [member="Lily-Grace Australis"] [member="Tristan Wren"] [member="Garrus Garon"] [member="Petria Breguet"] [member=“Ursula Vizla”][member="Mavarah"] [member="Jake Awaud"]

 

[Aedan Miles]

Location: En route to Er'kit
Allies: [member="Yasha Mantis"]
Enemies: Thalassian's

Aedan Miles sat on the bridge of his command ship watching the stars in space as they sped towards their destination. Apparently Mand'alor had changed due to what she saw. All that mattered was that the needs of her people went first Aedan was merely here to do what he does best. Destroy fleets and take ships for the better of the Empire chuckling he raised his hand snapping his fingers lightly as he glanced to the side. "Inform all forces that they are to prepare for us to exit hyperspace and immediately target the enemy. I want fighters launched and picking off the enemies fighters as well. Bombers and gunships are to split to the four directions and go around the dogfight. Cruisers and corvettes are to make a beeline for the enemy. I want the long range ships to fire immediately." As he finishes giving his orders he watches as his ships leave hyperspace smirking at the force arrayed against them. "Primary targets are Bridge and Engines we can make use of the secondary bridges of the ships once we board them."

 

[Ambrose Cadera]

Location: Er’Kit Space, Thesselian Armada
Allies: Slavers & Lucky Charms (Acting as Captain Si Troenskjegg)
Opponents: [member="Aedan Miles"] [member="Flash Australis"]

“Captain Tronskjegg! The Mandalorians found us!” A half-washed Bothan yelped, looking to his sensor panel in the dull lit [Ajuur-class heavy cruiser | Wookieepedia | FANDOM powered by Wikia](http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Ajuur-class_heavy_cruiser).

“Nonsense! They lost us after Hela, and no mist-EVASIVE MANEUVERS!!!!!” Captain Si Tronskjegg, now sporting a fanciful woodgrain finish prosthetic leg groaned, holed up on the opposite side of the planet to the predominant Mandalorian force.

That was, until the Pirate King came roaring out of hyperspace with a fleet and deploying fighters. The Ajuur-Class ships broke into single groups, with two Wurrif Class Light Cruisers, and two Hammerhead Class Cruisers apiece.

Each collective of five disseminated away from the central column, protecting troop transports retrofitted for the transport of slaves. Er'kit was their way station, a staging point always friendly to the Slavers.

“Who put pins in the Mand’alor’s backside, eh!? Was it you, Troopy!? WAS IT YOU!?”

“N-no Sir!” Troopy sunk down in his seat, hiding the push pins he kept atop his station console.

"Raise shields! Deploy the Y-Wings! Fuel up the bombers, you! Finnegan! Target the slave carriers."

Thessalian Fleet:
6 [Ajuur-class heavy cruiser | Wookieepedia | FANDOM powered by Wikia](http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Ajuur-class_heavy_cruiser)
12 [Wurrif-class light cruiser | Wookieepedia | FANDOM powered by Wikia](http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wurrif-class_light_cruiser)
12 [Hammerhead-class cruiser | Wookieepedia | FANDOM powered by Wikia](http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hammerhead-class_cruiser)

 

[Aedan Miles]

Location: Bridge of the Apocalypse
Allies: [member="Kaine Australis"] [member="Flash Australis"]
Enemies: Slaver scum ([member="Ambrose Mantis"] )

Aedan Miles chuckled as he saw the enemy force before him scatter noticing the newest flagship under command of one of the Australis clan moving to engage a group he turned his attention away from that group and gestured once to his right. "Focus all fire on the enemy forces to the center and right of our force let the younger Australis have his fun but make sure none of those ships turn towards us. Remember aim to disable we can always refit those ships and put them back out there working under our banner. Get the boarding crews ready full seal suits and all. I want the Cragmaloids to lead the way onto each ship." He watched through the console built into his command throne as throughout his flagship his men rushed to positions for boarding. The crews heading to enemy ships arming up and preparing weaponary that would not cause extra hull breaches while techs and crew for new ships prepared in secondary positions. His attention came up as his ship was rocked by fire from enemy ships hit the shields causing him to chuckle at the futility of it as his fighters tore into those the enemy launched bombers and gunships flaring out and around the cluster of dog fighting fighters. The pilots of his fighters knew there was a chance the enemy would attempt a run at the bombers but the minute they did so would spell their undoing. As he watched the fight his mind drifted towards thoughts of possible hidden cache locations his eyes tracking from the fight to the planet below. To bad he wasn't in charge of the ground operation that fell solely under command of Kaine Australis himself.

 

[Skorvek]

Location : Er'Kit System
Objective: Destroy Bunker Crev ([member="Ambrose Mantis"])

Skorvek's inner thirst for blood needed to be satisfied every now and then and this was the perfect opportunity to quench it, He took the first drop pod down and ensured where he would land would be near some slavers outside the bunker. With a loud crash into the ground he wasted no time to literally burst out of the pod and launch his war hammer which he had set to discharge lighting to strike and kill a small group of about 15 slavers that went to try and ambush the pod but he was more ready then ever for this battle. He caught the hammer as it returned to him before he said a phrase in ancient Anubian and the slavers that fell slowly rose again as his thralls of the undead, He sent them forth to attack the bunker at 4 separate points at once while he worked his way to see if he cant get a high point for better striking range.

He knew the undead he raised may not last long for his plan but the more time they give him the more time he would have to move to do what he has in mind, The bunker was fortified so a direct assault wouldn't work so he needed to use other avenues.

 

[Ambrose Cadera]

Location: Er’Kit Space, Thesselian Armada
Allies: Slavers & Lucky Charms
Opponents: [member="Aedan Miles"] [member="Flash Australis"]

“Are…. along the side of that ship there…. are those…. guns?” Si cocked his head to the side, raised an eyebrow and blinked. The bridge roared into activity, as the Thessalian Armada began to break into their units.

“Tronskjegg! That biggun’s making for a flank run!”

“Good sweet google moogly! Shields! Deploy the fighters! Web out their Furies and spread them out across the battle. Make them spread across our flank.” Si Tronskjegg launched into his chair, grabbing the sides like a lifeline.

“Yessir!” Ten squadrons of Purudii Mk II’s filtered into the space between [member="Flash Australis"]’ ships, goading the fighters to break formations with strafing runs against their flanks.

Each of the Purudii held an IFF from the Mandalorian Navy… stolen.

One of the battle groups turned to face [member="Aedan Miles"], the two Ajuurs and four of the Hammerheads breaking formation into an arrowhead. It seemed the captain refused to wait on Si’s orders…

“I’ve got a shot at the big one, can’t let him get close. We can make it past to hyperspace if we run them off. Hey! Quiet those slaves down there!” Captain Finn growled, the Cathar gnawing on a stick of dried meat.

“Fire main guns at that thing’s bridge!”

“Firing, Sir!” A Lorrdian spat, as the heavy cruisers’ main guns slammed toward the Apocalypse, the Hammerheads moving to chase the beams, and fire alongside.

Thessalian Fleet:
6 [Ajuur-class heavy cruiser | Wookieepedia | FANDOM powered by Wikia](http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Ajuur-class_heavy_cruiser)
12 [Wurrif-class light cruiser | Wookieepedia | FANDOM powered by Wikia](http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wurrif-class_light_cruiser)
12 [Hammerhead-class cruiser | Wookieepedia | FANDOM powered by Wikia](http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hammerhead-class_cruiser)
10 Squads [Approved Purudii Mk.2 - Approved Starships - Star Wars RP: Chaos](http://starwarsrp.net/topic/93582-purudii-mk2/)

 

[Aedan Miles]

Location: Apolcalypse bridge
Allies: [member="Flash Australis"]
Enemies[member="Ambrose Mantis"]

Aedan watched what the enemy was doing before he chuckled and stood up swiftly sweeping his cloak aside as he brought one hand up before clenching his fist and smirking. The enemy had fallen into his ploy and as he moved his second in command started shouting orders recognizing what was going to happen and doing his job perfectly. "ALL FIGHTERS BREAK OFF AND SPLIT THE CENTER! ALL SHIPS HOLD FIRE! APOCALYPSE FULL SPEED AHEAD POWER TO FORWARD SHIELDS WE WILL SHOW WHY THIS IS THE APOCALYPSE OF OUR ENEMIES!" The bridge crew roared their understanding as in sync his fighters broke off their engagement splitting up by squadrons and opening the way through the center of the dogfight area. Even before the split the engines of the Apocalypse roared to life and sent the large vessel lumbering forward. In that exact moment ever other weapon in Aedan's armada went silent like the silence before the storm. By the time the enemy realized what was happening Aedan finally spoke a single word that would bring death and destruction on those arrayed before the might of the Apocalypse. "Fire." That one word barely a whisper brought a cry from his second in command as every weapon on the Apocalypse fired at once straight ahead of the ship lighting up space with a dazzling display of destruction.

Aedan's Force:
Apocalypse Invictus-class Battlecruiser (4565 meters)
Apothesis Tulak Hord-class Star Destroyer (2,000 meters)
Armageddon and Devastation Kerrigan-class Star Defender's (1200 meters each)
Pillage, Plunder, and Ruin Spearhead-class Artillery cruiser (913 meters each)

 

[Cynthia Solus]

LOCATION: Er'kit - Staging area
OBJECTIVE: II
Tags: [member="Aaray Solus"]

The glow of the small holoprojector cast out a deep blue light on those who huddled around. The air had a bite to it as the breeze swept past. It was enough of a chill that Cynthia could feel it on the back of her neck. She slid on her buyce as she sat in the hover chair. "Su cuy'gar aliit." She said gathering their attention. The compound had multiple hard points and several buildings. Those buildings ranged from small warehouses likely for labour, a central building for processing the slaves for sale and places where they where kept in. In another section walled off separately was the place that the slavers lived in and likely auctioned them off. That section had been built up like a fort with spotlights descending down.

The image that was been cast by the holoprojector showed a descent portion of the area around the complex, each part essential to the plan. "I will be splitting our forces into four teams. team one, you will be lead by Kad. Your objectives are as follows. You all will be moving around the exterior of the fort approaching from behind by speeders. Once in place you will call it in. After the go has been given the team will scale the wall quietly. By the time you reach the top the main force will be at the opposite end focusing on the main force. You're to secure the main building making your way up to the kingpin's quarters. You are to capture the target alive in carbonite. The man has a high priced bounty on him. Two hundred and twenty four thousand, one hundred and ninety credits to be exact." As Cynthia spoke lines would show up on the map displaying the route's to be taken.

"Team two, lead by Corl and Jayda. Your team will moving in by two point's at the front. Corl's half will be breaching from the north the Jayda's the south with explosives. This is so we can efficiently split their forces. Once inside you will all slowly push up towards the fort. Laser pointers will be issued by your team leaders. Red laser is to designate targets for Sniper fire, Green for a strafe run."

"Team three will be lead by Aaray, you're team is to follow in behind group two. Once far enough inside you will set up here at the central building that we will use to take the injured. You are to provide aid and ensure the courtyard remains secure for our transports to land."

"Team four will be lead by me. My team will be split into three groups. Group one will be set up on this ledge here. The peek here gives us sight on the tops of the walls and buildings to provide sniper fire. Group two will set up on the wall to help provide cover inside the complex. Group three is to follow kad's team in. Once inside they will then jetpack up to the top of the highest building. The sound of battle will cover the sound. once they are on top they are to deploy a com jammer to disrupt the enemy's coms. Ours will remain unaffected. When that is set up they will then begin taking out the enemy from behind focusing on their hard points."

Cynthia stood up placing most her weight on her left leg and using the butt of the rifle as a stick to provide stability. "You all have ten minuets to brief you're teams then we will be moving out. jate jate'kara, cuyir morut'yc, bal sa ratiin OYA!"

 

[Yasha Cadera]

Location: Crev, the Bunker
Objective 1: Destroy all Remnants of Thalassian Slavers from Er’Kit.
Allies: [member="Kaine Australis"] [member="Cynthia Solus"] [member="Skorvek"] [member="Keira Verd"] [member="Aaray Solus"] [member="Torin Verd"]

The Infernal’s bes’uliik hit the first of Bev’s blockade with the ferocity of a snarling and hungry predator. The artillery batteries were capable of slicing her infantry troops to ribbons, cutting down good Mando’ade.

“[member="Keira Verd"], you’ve got that artillery. Punch a hole for our infantry.” Kaine’s troops wouldn’t suffer more loss of life this day if Yasha had her say.

The chatter of her troops filtered through her HUD and audio processors as sound and flashes of geographically locating lights moving on a 3D plain. She stared past it, letting Solus Rekr take her where she was needed most.

[member="Skorvek"] and the bunker. The eyes-on report of her Anubian compatriot displayed a macabre collection of waking corpses, littering across the enemy gates. The undead Yasha could handle, as friend and enemy. She’d seen them many times before.

The thralls and their leader swarmed the gate of the bunker... Yasha grit her teeth and pushed Solus into a downward spin, as anti-tank fire glanced past her bes’uliik and body.

“Rip then a new one Rekr.” Yasha growled, firing the primary fore cannon of the semi-sentient machine. It blasted through an artillery placement raining down on Skorvek and his thralls. Solus doubled around and clawed at a tower, spitting fire in the enemy’s literal faces.

Yasha leapt backward off the machine, backflipping in the air to land beside the one called Sloobieboo by her daughter.

Yasha nodded her Wolf-helm and burst into a sprint, war hammer gripped two handed, and struck at the wall beside the heavily sealed and guarded door.

“Someone ought to tell them their walls suck!” Yasha yelled, roaring through the hole she made. “This is going to be fun!”

 

[Keira Priest]

Location: Er'kit system, en route to Besh
Objective: Provide backup; some combination of 1 & 2
Allies: [member="Kaine Australis"] | [member="Yasha Mantis"] | [member="Torin Verd"] | [member="Alkor Centaris"] | ME
Enemies: Slavers

"Copy, Mand'alor. En route." Reaching down, Keira patted the side of her bes'uliik, aptly named Cuyan, the very same war droid Yasha had taught her to ride mere weeks ago. With a flicker of her eyes she plotted a new course, calling across comms to her aliit, those of which who were gathered here and elsewhere. "We're backing up Australis at Besh and taking out artillery. Anything that isn't ours dies. Rescue and extraction of the slaves takes priority." It was a familiar tune, but each mission was unique in the threats it presented, no matter how safe and easy it sounded initially.

As they neared position she leaned forward, bringing her war droid into a strafing run, fire from its blaster cannons tearing holes through slavers and artillery alike. Grinning beneath her buy'ce, she called across comms to the Warmaster, "Got your six, Australis. Once artillery is wrapped up, you've got reinforcements headed your way." She circled around again, sending another wave of laser fire hurtling towards the enemy placements, unable to disguise her enjoyment as the bombardment of the artillery ended in a ball of flame and shrapnel. "Warmaster, you're clear to press forward. I'll be seeing you groundside."

The mechanical beast she rode circled lower, landing and halting its progress just long enough to allow its rider to land on both feet. Rushing forward, she took her axe in both hands, the ultrasonic vibrating edge humming to life just as she took her first swing, cleaving a slaver in two. Her war droid pressed forward beside her, tearing through the opposition just as effortlessly, a mechanical growl rumbling from somewhere deep in its core. "Find the slaves and start extraction. We can keep them busy here."

 

[Varzali Khorza]

Location: Er'kit system, en route to Besh
Objective: Hybrid of 1 & 2
Allies: [member="Kaine Australis"] | [member="Yasha Mantis"] | [member="Keira Verd"] | Alkor Centaris | Mandos
Enemies: Slavers

"A'ight. Here we go." Torin said to himself, building up confidence, "Learning to fly a Basilisk. Verd-style. Great."

Of all the of kark-eyed plans his kinswoman would think of, Keira had to suggest learning to fly a war-droid in the middle of a raid. No better place to learn, Torin supposed. The machine in mind was an albino beast aptly named Cin'orar, or "White Thunder". Torin carefully got on its back, took a hold of its reigns and sent it forward. At first, Torin almost screamed behind his helm, but it soon became natural to him. In a way, it was not dissimilar to the controls on his StarHawk. As he flanked by his kin, helped create some cover-fire as they punched their way in.

Torin landed the droid not far from Keira. He dismounted and gave a hearty laugh. "Manda! I need to do that again!" He soon became more serious, directing the white Basilisk to wreak havoc with its siblings and unholstering his own WESTAR-35's, as now they were in the zone itself. He caught up with Keira, nodding to her.

"Keir'ika. I'm following your lead. And someone needs to watch your shebs." There was almost a smile behind his helmet, but he was soon focusing back to getting the objective done. Sometimes, the inner stormtrooper would come out. Focus on the mission..

 

[Ayhia Katar]

Location: "The Equitable Exchange"'s Main Bridge, Hyperspace
Forces:
1 Hammerhead class(http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hammerhead-class_cruiser)

• 4 squads R1 Starfighters (http://starwarsrp.net/topic/122039-csdf-r1-howler/?p=1701026)
• 4 squads RB1 Bombers (http://starwarsrp.net/topic/127320-csdf-rb-1-banshee/#entry1762834)

2 Guardian-class Corvettes (http://starwarsrp.net/topic/2144-guardian-class-corvette/)
2 BBC-75 Cavalry-Class Pocket Carrier (http://starwarsrp.net/topic/10359-bbc-75-cavalry-class-besbavar-pocket-carrier/)

• 20 squads R1 Starfighters (http://starwarsrp.net/topic/122039-csdf-r1-howler/?p=1701026) each
• 20 squads RB1 Bombers (http://starwarsrp.net/topic/127320-csdf-rb-1-banshee/#entry1762834) each

2 Kadika Class light Cruisers (http://starwarsrp.net/topic/4618-kadika-class-light-cruiser/)
Objectives: 3. Destroy or Board & Conquer the Thalassian Fleet over the Planet

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The Bridge was silent as the aged "Equivalent Exchange" traveled through hyper space, toward the Noonian Sector and the planet Er’Kit. The CSDF had not done badly under the Mando's but to say they did well would be false, mostly because of difference of culture, but that didn't stop them from trying. Today on the other hand the CSDF was pulling out all the stops, every single living member of the CSDF was currently aboard on of the many ships in route to Er'kit. Ayhia sighed as she tapped her fingers on the arm of her command seat, she was not nervous or scared... just anxious to begin.​

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"1 min till drop out ma'am" The helm officer called out.​

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Ayhia nodded and hit the Com's for the ship and the fleet, "This is Ayhia... I know that life has not been great for us since we left the ORC, nor has it been great since we joined the ME. That does not matter today, today their are people whom need help... and other that need judged. Nothing has changed for us, we will still help those in need when asked." Ayhia stood up as her fleet dropped out of hyperspace. "Deploy everything... They will show you no mercy... show them none in turn." Ayhia turned and walked from the bridge, she was not going to sit back and watch... she was going to join the boarding forces getting ready to deploy onto enemy ships.​

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The CSDF Fleet Dropped out of hyper on the edge of the battle, hardly a epic sight to behold but before the ships soon flew over 100 fighters and bombers all ready for a brawl. ​

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[member="Aedan Miles"] [member="Ambrose Mantis"] [member="Flash Australis"]​

 

[Skorvek]

Location: Crev, the Bunker
Objective 1: Destroy all Remnants of Thalassian Slavers from Er’Kit.
Allies: @Kaine Australis [member="Cynthia Solus"] [member="Keira Verd"] [member="Aaray Solus"] [member="Torin Verd"] [member="Yasha Mantis"]

He watched in amusement as none other then the Infernal herself fly in and punch a hole into the bunkers walls, He let the warrior in him run free that has been dormant for too many centuries as he followed as he let out a rather bone chilling roar as he let the adrenaline surge through his veins as he had a twisted smile on his face, He was enjoying himself in this battle as he darted through the whole and immediately began smashing any slaver that came close to him with the war hammer. He snarled a bit as a stray bolt grazed his shoulder but his response was swift and brutal as his hammer changed from covered in lightning to covered in a dark orange flame as he slammed the hammer down into the ground sending forth a large wave of flame burning several salvers and melting anything that got caught by the hellish inferno that went forth.

He was feeling like it was before his death all over again, All that blood shed he endured trying to claim his home back once again and the adrenaline he felt from that day surged through him once again, The Infernal could tell a whole new side of him hes never shown before has awakened and is ready to fight once again.

 

[Ambrose Cadera]

Location: Er’Kit Space, Thesselian Armada
Allies: Slavers & Lucky Charms
Opponents: [member="Aedan Miles"] [member="Flash Australis"] [member="Ayhia Katar"]

“Captain Tronskjegg! Another fleet is dropping out of hyperspace!” The Sensors officer groaned, battening down his personal hatches against the coming gripe-fest.

“This is ridiculous, the Mandalorians are going to slaughter us all at this rate, booty and all.”

“He said booty.” The Ensign who laughed got smacked, a loud, “Ack! Arright, alright!” peppering out of his mouth. Slumping down in his captain’s chair, Si Tronskjegg grit his teeth.

“Bring out the Akaata Group and the Kandosii Hammers! Call in the Talon Squads to meet those fighters! Send the Besh-Akaata to reinforce Captain Finn’s position.” Captain Tronskjegg barked, watching the effort of his crews.

It did little when the Apocalypse churned to life, and Aedan Miles’ one echoed word rang out as a colossal burst of fire. The weapon was as devastating as its’ ship’s name. Captain Finn’s Ajuur-Class ship lost shields, listing to the side as crew, living cargo and engine matter spilt into the open void of space.

Finn’s second Ajuur and all four hammerhead cruisers opened fire on Pillage, Plunder and Ruin, attempting to kettle them into the middle, attempting to force movement toward the remaining Ajuur and slaver cruisers.

The rest of the ships rushed in as close as they could to Miles’ fleet, as five new ships and escorts burst from hyperspace. Reinforcements arriving to get the slavers and their cargo out of Er’Kit’s space.

The last time they met the Mandalorian Empire, the precious destroyer of theirs met its’ end. The Hell Wolf was vicious, yet absent. A lack of gravity cannons made Si breathe easier, until he saw the flank of the Brown Dwarf open its’ cannon turrets.

“Rise! Rise! Rise! Get off that ship’s horizontal axis!” Si gripped his chair harder, feeling the labour of his Ajuur-Class’s engines as it attempted to stuff its’ girth in a sudden change of momentum.

The Appleberry was not so lucky as to have its’ base shields and bottom smacked about. Neither moving in time, nor prepared for such a volley, the Appleberry groaned and creaked, shields flickering off and slashes of wreckage bursting through its’ flank. The three Wurrif Class Light Cruiser escorts churned their engines into a full burn to chase past the anti-matter cannons.

They set themselves as close to the Brown Dwarf as they could, beginning to pick off fighter groups and individual turret placements with their cannon fire.

A clear and dangerous shot for the Brown Dwarf.

Captain Thessaly of the Alef-Akaata Dreadnought held her walking stick between both hands as her massive vessel left hyperspace for the chaos of Er’kit. This was supposed to be a safe haven for slave traders, nobody touched Er’kit.

What were these Mandalorians thinking?

“Deploy the Purudii’s, Cabur’s and the Interceptors. Weapons, target that Hammerhead and the Guardian Corvettes. Clear the skies of their fighter chaff. Disable their engines and shields.”

“Yes Ma’am!” Commander Bucket said, tipping his fedora. The sentient machine was useful, at least. He cut down on crew, that was for danged certain.

“Targets acquired, Ma’am!”

“Fire!”

Thessalian Fleet:
6 4 [Ajuur-class heavy cruiser | Wookieepedia | FANDOM powered by Wikia](http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Ajuur-class_heavy_cruiser)
12 [Wurrif-class light cruiser | Wookieepedia | FANDOM powered by Wikia](http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Wurrif-class_light_cruiser)
12 [Hammerhead-class cruiser | Wookieepedia | FANDOM powered by Wikia](http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Hammerhead-class_cruiser)
10 + 8 Squads [Approved Purudii Mk.2 - Approved Starships - Star Wars RP: Chaos](http://starwarsrp.net/topic/93582-purudii-mk2/)
72 Cabur Starfighters
72 Vhe’viin Interceptors
2 [Approved Kandosii-Type IV Mandalorian Dreadnought - Approved Starships - Star Wars RP: Chaos](http://starwarsrp.net/topic/124289-kandosii-type-iv-mandalorian-dreadnought/)
3 [BBC-90 Akaata-Class Dreadnought - Approved Starships - Star Wars RP: Chaos](http://starwarsrp.net/topic/11935-bbc-90-akaata-class-dreadnought/)

 

[Yasha Cadera]

Location: Er’Kit, Crev Bunker
Objective 1: Destroy all Remnants of Thalassian Slavers from Er’Kit.
Allies: [member="Kaine Australis"] [member="Cynthia Solus"] [member="Skorvek"] [member="Keira Verd"] [member="Aaray Solus"] [member="Torin Verd"]

Away from all but the few Yalilyr who tagged behind her, Mand’alor the Infernal felt the joy of proverbially letting her hair down. No government to impress, no treaty to consider, she was free to feth up slavers the way they usually did any enemy in the Netherworld.

The fact she had a smiling sentient bipedal jackal on her side made the action even more ironically wonderful. [member="Skorvek"] was finally enjoying himself.

Twin hammers lashed out at the denizens of the bunker, and Yasha gave no quarter. She hollered out a roar of her own, augmented by the audio processors, and filtered to the throng. The thralls around them gave her no pause, nor revulsion. Nothing she hadn’t seen. Nothing she hadn’t lived.

A barricade in their way was little more than another moment to showcase her hammer’s ARC reactor. She let it burst forth, frying the heavy repeater gun and the half dozen slavers tending to it. Launching forward, Yasha ducked under a corroded sheet of metal as another placement around the corner locked her down with its’ weapon’s fire.

Sloobieboo would have fun with that one, Yasha had zero doubt.

Slaver Camp Besh
[member="Kaine Australis"] [member="Keira Verd"] [member="Torin Verd"]

The artillery continued to fire at the bes’uliik and infantry positions, when a curious uproar began to steal across the camp.

The Slaves inside were rioting. Apparently they didn’t fancy their position too much, and the smell of blaster fire reminded them that freedom was a state worth fighting to obtain. Inside the camp, a war zone of its own began to break, prison guards threatening to open fire wholesale on the denizens of the camp.

If the slavers couldn’t have the prisoners, the Mandalorians would receive nothing but corpses.

 

[Cynthia Solus]

LOCATION: Er'kit- Staging area
OBJECTIVE: II
TAGS: [member="Aaray Solus"]

Team one -

The speeders rushed over the ground at high speeds creating the high pitch scream of their engines. If not for the buyce they'd all likely crash into something and die. Yet they all had night vision and other instruments to aid their sight. All the others from Kad's knowledge was going in by foot. That at least gave them time to get to the location. He had to admit, time sensitive objectives where the worst. It felt like an unbarring pressure had been dropped onto not just him but everyone under his command. Still not matter what each man and woman understood the weight of this mission. This was not just about securing another world but also saving those who had yet to experience of living. Those bound by shackles by the end of this night will know freedom and offered a choice by his alor. In a matter of minuets Kad's team and the partial group of team four had arrived behind the fort but at distance.

Spotlights swept the beachhead in search for intruders. "Don't let them see you, sink your speeders, stay low in the water. If you have a regulator then use it." For the most part the majority of them had, the few that didn't kept just their helmets above the sea. They acted as guides however. Once they got close enough to make a run for cover they all waited for the light to pass. "Go." Kad said, all of them moved swiftly reaching the large boulder before the light would have caught them. Meter my meter they pushed up without been spotted till finally reaching the bottom of the wall. "Team one reporting, we are waiting your go alor."

"Five, four, three, two, one. Go!"...

Team two -

"Gotal'ur gar a wager, meh ner tsad kyr'amur or'atu gar gotal'ur te skraan venjii, bal cinarin ner beskar'gam. Meh gar's parjir gar liser su gotal'ur skraan." [Make you a wager, If my group kill more you make the food after, and clean my armor. If your's win you can still make food.]

"Ke'pare vaabir Ni even ve'ganir mayen meh Ni brokar gar tsad." [Wait do I even get anything if I beat your group.]

"Gar ve'ganir a taap at sheath gar beskad." [you get a place to sheath your beskad .]

"You two! Cut the chatter on this line and for manda sake please don't let me hear that line again, You'll scar me for life."

"Yeah sorry alor."

"Team one reporting, we are waiting your go alor."

"Team Two move in and plant the thermal charges."

The two groups of team two sent out three mando's each to rush the wall and plant the explosive. The ones they'd been given had a punch to them but luckily there was no need to rely on timers. Their commanders held the remote. Once the demolitions reached it back into the force both Corl and Java would call it in.

"Five, four, three, two, one. Go!"

The remotes had been pressed almost the same time. Both charges to turned into a destructive force of heat, rock and molten metal sending it across and high up to rain back down around the area. Only in that moment did the adrenaline hit "CHAAARRGEE!" there was several behind Jayda who shouted oya before storming the fort. Quickly the force's ended up exchanging shot from shot with the enemy as her force rushed through the large hole in the wall. "Giidth, Xaerr, Drin, Jonk. You four split left storm them from the side." Jayda ordered knowing the enemy would hardly notice a smaller group splitting with the armada storming the place. There was no way the team of snipers to support them would be ready so soon. Making this first stretch the most critical and the most dangerous to those in her group. Not only that but they had to confirm their targets to minimise the casualties of the victims of these slavers. Jayda peaked around her cover spotting that a turret emplacement had been set up. "TURRET TAKE COVER!" she shouted her order as a volley of plasma

"WHERE IS MY SNIPER COVER!" Jayda screamed over the open line...

Team four -

Cynthia, Jaick and Delphine had set up on the ridge overlooking the tops of the buildings and walls. The view of the pathways was limited. That was why her team was split into different groups. Her group was mostly set up for counter sniping and making sure the enemy was confined to the ground rather the roofs or walls. "Jaick make sure to set your scope up. Use the range finder to get the distance and adjust as needed. The flag on top of the big tower is a decent indicator to wind direction."

"But what if I miss Cyn?" He asked through lack of confidence and experience.

"If you find a target call it out okay, Me or your mom will get ready to take a second shot if you miss, but they are your targets so first shot is always yours."

"Okay. I will do my best. Where is Rava and Vhela mom?"

"Rava, Vhela and Bir are in the transports to get all those people out of there."

"Gar ve'ganir a taap at sheath gar beskad." [you get a place to sheath your beskad .]

"Ewww gross." Jaick said in disgust catching the end of Jayda and Corl's conversation.

"You two! Cut the chatter on this line and for manda sake please don't let me hear that line again, You'll scar me for life."

"Yeah sorry alor."

Cynthia put her helmet on to see it in night vision. All the mando's had been given a small magnetic device that would emit a subtle strobe like flash that would only show on the HUD of a mandalorian visor. It made identifying them at distant easy. Not everyone was a sniper by trade but everyone in her group had experience in some way or another, Jaick excluded. Cynthia's scope would scan across the wall's at the locations support snipers was to set up. Each target she would command the AI in her helmet "Ca" to mark them. No doubt the others set up on the ridge was doing something similar. Each person working in pair's to cover a section of the large fort.

"Team one reporting, we are waiting your go alor."

"Team Two move in and plant the thermal charges."

"Delphine keep your eye on the wall in Jayda's area, make sure they don't get spotted but don't shoot if you can help it."

"You got it."

"Jaick your on Corl's side with me okay."

"Mhm."

Her scope traced over the area of the wall seeing two guards over looking the stretch that the demolition team was moving in from. She could see one leaning slightly as the team pushed. "Jaick think you can handle the stood up one?" "Yeah" "on my mark." She waited just a moment to line up her shot and for Jaick to as well. "Shoot." Her finger squeezed the trigger to feel the immediate recoil. Jaick had hit his target and so did Cynthia as she watched the body fall over the edge. "Good job." In a matter of minuets everything was ready and the demo team had reached back to their respected group.

"Five, four, three, two, one. Go!"

The next ten minuets was repetitive for her group. Calling out targets and taking them out as pairs. Cynthia her self wasted no time clearing her section quickly wasting no movement between shots and reloading. Of course she had switched to the incendiary rounds that the rifle was supposed to fire. Jaick was doing well for his first time in a live combat situation. His age forbade the kid to be down in the fighting but he appreciated the opportunity to be part of the fight for real.


"WHERE IS MY SNIPER COVER!" Jayda screamed over the open line.

"Team four group three, we are almost in view."

"Group three focus on the laser pointer targets and called out ones first. All others are secondary. Stay safe."

 

[Nevermore]

Er'kit ~ Aura
Objective Two ~ Rescue the slaves for transport to temporary safety shelters
Allies ~ [member="Cynthia Solus"]

Aaray being placed as the leader of team two was quiet as he waited for the sound of the breaching charge. The only sound from his team was whispers until the charges sounded with their destructive roar. He watched through the visor of his buy'ce as the debris from the explosion peppered the surrounding area. Once team two pushed into the compound, team three followed. They split up into small groups to look for slaves and any wounded mandos in the initial assault. They were rather quiet as they worked away at removing slave collars and treating wounds sustained in the assault. Aaray quickly found himself treating a young woman as she clutched a blaster wound on her hip. He talked in a steady and reassuring voice as he treated the wound carefully.

"Relax and keep your eyes on me. Don't look at the wound and you'll be fine."

The woman looked at his buy'ce as she tried to keep her breathing calm. He quickly finished treating her wound as his team works around him diligently. Technicians work on removing collars as the combat medics move from person to person. Aaray moved up with the combat personnel after patting the woman he had treated on the shoulder. He joined the assault force to follow through with his second part of his assignment, to secure and hold the courtyard for transports to arrive. He kept a calm demeanor as was his standard.

 

[Ayhia Katar]

Location: "The Equitable Exchange"'s Main Bridge, Hyperspace
Forces:
1 Hammerhead class(http://starwars.wiki...d-class_cruiser)

• 4 squads R1 Starfighters (http://starwarsrp.ne...wler/?p=1701026)
• 4 squads RB1 Bombers (http://starwarsrp.ne...e/#entry1762834)

2 Guardian-class Corvettes (http://starwarsrp.ne...class-corvette/)
2 BBC-75 Cavalry-Class Pocket Carrier (http://starwarsrp.ne...pocket-carrier/)

• 10 squads R1 Starfighters (http://starwarsrp.ne...wler/?p=1701026) each
• 10 squads RB1 Bombers (http://starwarsrp.ne...e/#entry1762834) each

2 Kadika Class light Cruisers (http://starwarsrp.ne...-light-cruiser/)
Objectives: 3. Destroy or Board & Conquer the Thalassian Fleet over the Planet

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Ayhia half ran to the ship armory, moving past well armed Rangers and sailors whom went about preparing for live combat, she was almost there when her com-link chimed. She hit the toggle, "Go..."​

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"Ma'am a large ship just exited Hyper." the person paused, "Alef class dreadnought... they are deploying fighters and targeting us..."​

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Ayhia kept moving as she thought about what to do, smiling to herself as a thought crossed her mind. *I could us a Alef Class...* She widened her com to include all of the COC. "New orders Target Alef Class, I want its shields down, engines disabled and it defanged. We could use a ship like that for the CSDF i want it disabled so we can board it, Relay orders to the other ships." She closed the line and moved into the armory, taking a set of armor and a DT-122c. As she dressed she looked around the room at the many rangers that were still prepping, many were quiet and some where not. In a way things were better, their was a air of happiness now... well perhaps not happiness but people were content for now. Ayhia put on her visor and deployed, it linked with the COC display, allowing her to watch as 112 fighters turned to target the new threat.​

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(OOC: Will be establishing a NPC Squadron that will be subbed when factory reopens, they are using standard gear at the moment.)​

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"Equivalent to wolf-packs, All units are to direct fire at Alef class and fighter escorts. Howlers are to clear the space and Banshees are to start composite runs, Disable the ships Shields, weapons and Engines in preparation for boarding."​

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A cacophony of confirmations rang out in response as all the flight wings called in affirmations, Erin Grim the flight leader of Zeta-22 toggled her own mic, "Confirmed, gimp the enemy." she toggled the com over to the channel Zeta-22 used, "Gretch i want you and your squad to power up your composite beams and start hammering away at the shields, Minnd, Lockly and Ten's provide fire support, the rest of you on me."​

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"Gotcha"​

"mmm"​

"Roger"​

"Affirmative" ​

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Erin watch as her flight broke formation, Taking up a a formation that fell in line with her orders. She smiled as she watched other flights around them take similar approaches. She turned her attention to the enemy fighters closing in on them and her smile deepened, flipping her comms to open channel shared by all fighters. almost in unison all the flight leaders spoke.​

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"Guns Guns Guns!"​

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Before the two forces had even reached effective for combat the CSDF forces unleashed a torrent of mass driven metal, because of the physics of space they would not lose any of their force unlike blaster type weapons would lose potency the longer they travel. Erin switched back to her flight channel. "Wolves time to feed!" Erin pushed her fighters speed to the max, 4 other's followed suit, leaving a gap between the fighter wave and the bomber wave. The CSDF fighters would use their speed, mobility and shear firepower to supress the enemy fighters in an attempt to open a hole for the bombers to reach the Alef.​

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"The Equivalent Exchange" COC​

(OOC: I will again be using this thread to establish named NPC for the CSDF.)​

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They were outmatched in over all firepower, yet would not back down, the CSDF was used to uphill battles. Standing next to the ships holo table, which showed the combat area was a tall Twi'lek. She frowned as she looked at the blip that showed the Alef class, it was a vastly more powerful ship then anything they had... but it was only one ship... they had seven.​

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"Captian Sevais fighters have engaged."​

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The Twi'lek nodded and tapped her fingers on crossed arms, "Have the fleet approach from different vectors to divide its fire... Have one cruiser and one Corvette move to each side start broadside firing." Sevais bit her lip and studied the map some more, reaching down she toggled the comms. "Helm full speed ahead at negative 30 degrees, duck us under their firing ark for those top cannons." As soon as Sevais gave the orders 5 of the seven ships started to move towards the Alef class.​

 

[Abel Forsworn]

Location: arriving at the castle.
Post: 1

Sitting in the webbing of the drop ship the music blared over the communication channel. He nodded his head along to the song as his hands continued their intricate weaving. Actual weaving. In his lap was a scarf he was finishing up as the drop pod soared through the atmosphere after being fired from the ship. His was just one of several dozen single manned drop pods fired at the Castle. With the teams sweeping in the idea was to fire the pods at the Castle walls where they would imbed themselves then release the fully armored and armed mandos upon the enemy.

Finishing the scarf he stowed the supplies in his Kama before wrapping the neon pink polka dot scarf around his neck. A satisfied smile etched across his face as he relaxed into the webbing and hummed along to the music. Across his HUD a timer began counting down to time of impact. As the counter hit zero he belted out the last line of the song into the open channel with a chorus of his vode, the Legion.

"Come together, right now, OVER ME!"

Then the pod slammed into the stone walkway burying into the castle's fortifications. As he rebounded against the webbing the hatch blew out as his armored gauntlet hit the release from his restraints. Dropping free from the pod he landed on the debris covered wall and rose in the light that glinted off his beskar'gam. A giant of a man towering near seven feet tall in gold armor, a massive trident gripped in one hand and a grenade launcher in the other. The pink scarf fluttered in the gentle wind as all across the walls similar scenes played out as his Legion disembarked.

The shock began to wear off in the slavers as Abel raised his left arm and aimed the launcher to fire into clusters of the guards. With the Legion attacking and explosions rocking the wall gaining the attention of those who were dug in, Abel staggered forward from a powerful hit on his back. Turning his buy'ce found the sniper a hundred meters away. Locking on with his HUD he teared back his right arm and launched the trident which flew unerringly at the sniper, skewering the shooter in the chest and off his perch.

Looking into the courtyard of the castle he saw a group of slavers, heavily armed, who were preparing for an assault upon one of the teams (Team 2) in the castle compound. With a mighty roar he jumped from the walls to fall into their midst, his trident flying into his outstretched hand as he landed, a golden god of death.

For many, the polka dot, pink scarf was the last thing they saw.

[member="Cynthia Solus"] I [member="Aaray Solus"]

 

[Alkor Centaris]

Objective I

He arrived ahead of the strike team, but isolated enough that they would arrive to the designated location long before he did. That was perfect. The attention of the Thalassians fell on the bulk of the Mandalorian War Machine and entrenched deeply to have any prayer of holding them at bay. It kept the bulwark strong, but left the backbone bare.

Their leaders were slavers first and foremost. They bartered with lives not their own and took no chances when it came to their own survival. The important thing to those men now was to get out alive, and any losses they incurred now were necessary.

That was how aruteiise thought.

"Necessary" losses. Sacrifice plays. Cover your own ass.

It was pitiful. Mandalorians fought with honor, and at the backs of their vode. They created strategies that removed any need for sacrifice, and considered any loss to be unnecessary. To outthink the opponent was to win.

That was what brought him to this position, with eyes on the slaver camp. They had the bulk of their wares on the front line, taking the shots for them, and what they could profit from sequestered to this position for evacuation. There were nodes of slaves pocketed across the surface that other Mandalorians were raiding, but [member="Yasha Mantis"] wanted Alkor here.

These men were to be an example.

Alkor waited quietly, even after the initial signal. To move prematurely could tarnish the plan. "I'm in position," he called across the comm. "I'll begin the first assassination in five."

[member="Keira Verd"] [member="Kaine Australis"]