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Unclaimed Objects [Dominion of Bosph]

moderation
Writer
"Unclaimed Objects"
Sith Dominion of Bosph
The Shadow Order of the Sith
[Note: Please do not join in this dominion unless you are part of the Shadow Order of the Sith or have my prior blessing]​
It was time for Kara to prove her worth as a Sith Lord, and the worth of her secretive Order. Of course, the Emperor knew of the Shadows in the Empire, but on the front this was simply done under her ruling, as the Lady of Sector II. She had rallied all the members to the cause, with the intentions of enslaving much of the Bosph species, each of which were Force Sensitive in their own right. The planet itself would be of use to the Empire; while it held little strategical influence, being in the Empire's back door so to speak, the land was fertile minus the scars of a destructive past, and if nothing else its people would prove useful. The stronger of their Force Users could be used to bolster our ranks, the children raised to serve obediently. Yes, Kara had plans for this world and these people, and what's more it was the Emperor's bidding. Far be it for her to deny Kaine Zambrano, for more reasons than one.

This would, of course, be seen as an invasion of their people, and the Bosph as a species were not few in number. As such she had brought with her a vast host, both force sensitive and otherwise. They would take this planet by force should the officials not give in. And if what I have heard of these people, they would not break form willingly. All the better, it gave justification to her actions, not that she sought them. In the end, they are receiving order, and that is as good a reason as any, if not better. The people would have a place in the Galaxy, they would have stability and leadership - true leadership. As such a small fleet of star destroyers made their way into orbit above the planet, at regular intervals. Starfighters were launched from each to form a barricade around the planet, in hopes of quelling any attempted escapes, while dropships were set into motion, transporting troops and resources to the planet below.

Choosing to use her own ship Kara made her way across the Judgement, her personal capital ship, and to the hangar bay where the Vhailor awaited. @[member='Thyrian Ashborn'], @[member='Arthos Vynea'] and @[member='Adamus Straife'] were all with her, along side Skydd, while the other members would meet them on the ground taking other vessels. Each knew their orders; Take them alive unless they struggle too much. They were to be broken, they could be harmed, limbs could be removed, but they were to remain alive unless they proved too much a burden. Make an example out of a few and the rest will comply. And so it was that the Vhailor made its way down to the planet surface, where the Bosph awaited judgement.

@members of the Shadow Order/Members with prior permission.
 

Arthos Vynea

Character
Character
The truth was a relevant thing, and to Arthos some of that relevance had come into the light. He'd always stayed hidden in the shadows as his Master's apprentice, but now he had a chance to see the other faces of the loyalties that his Master wielded. He wore the usual Templar armor, but it was hidden under a black robe, the hood drawn up around his head, and even his face hidden by a mask. Information was a type of power, and in truth if utilized by a master it was the most powerful weapon available. A man could only cut one man at a time down with a blade, but twist systems and empires with information, and you could kill billions. Judgement was quite the ship, he'd seen larger, but that did nothing to take away from the strength that was contained in a Star Destroyer. The Sith Empire was a thing of strength, but was it real strength, or just shadows of the past?

He spoke not a word to the others, it was his first time being with the group itself, or in fact even knowing there was a group, but he would keep his secrets to himself for the time. This shifting tides of alliances and false friendships could at any time put him on the opposing side of any encounter anyway, there was no way to tell who would one day be his enemy. So he would take this opportunity to learn, both of the other apprentices, and perhaps something even of his Master herself. Perhaps wit time and patience the woman behind the eyes that bore into his mind would be revealed.

@[member="Kära Vi'dreya"]
 

Adamus Straife

The Slayer
Writer
It had been a short time since Adamus Straife's induction into the service of the Sith Lady Kyros and their first task together was one of domination. Bosph was the homeworld of the Bosph species, and all of them were Force-sensitives and ripe targets for Kara's machinations. Unlike Moff Harsh, the Sith Empire were not here to bombard the planet and destroy what could be considered a threat to the dominion and stability of the Empire. Instead, they had arrived to enslave the populace for the satisfaction of their Sith Lady. So she commanded, and Adamus would comply. If it meant greater power and recognition among the Sith, he would enslave a thousand species. He stood with the lady and his acquaintances when they were briefed on their objective. Adamus understood plainly and needed little instruction, instead he went about things in his own way. He knew that Kyros would not care how the species were enslaved, only that the task was done to the highest degree. He cared not if anyone followed him, he welcomed company, in fact. It would allow him to sow the beginnings of his ascendancy into masterhood and eventually lordship. With reputation came power and recognition, and the glory that awaited Adamus Straife was drawing ever closer.
He prepared himself for the domination of Bosph. Outfitted with a standard red lightsaber, his Sith sword, and his primary lightsaber imbued with the potency of a Qixoni crystal, Adamus Straife was ready to deliver the Bosph to his master. He awaited a dropship to collect him and transport him to the surface. In that time, he took the chance to enter a meditation trance, of sorts. He fueled his body with passion and strength, imbuing every fiber of his being with the power of the dark side of the Force until his presence became something menacing; full of despair and fear. The expanse of the stars lay before him and the distant spherical shape that was the planet of Bosph. He held his hand out and the wretched piece of rock seemed naught but a pebble in the grasp of his palm. This would be the hand that would dwarf the galaxy, and bring ruin to the Jedi Order and the Republic.
 

Marcus Faust

Fracti No Ultra
Character
So this was the first move in the grand scheme of things? The Shadow Order would take the Bosph, for what purpose he knew not, he was simply an instrument in the plans of @[member="Kära Vi'dreya"]. He wasn't exactly satisfied with his current position, Marcus wished to be of a bit higher standing in their little group, but he would say nothing, bringing order was more important than personal standing. Orders stated none were to be killed unless they put up a big fight. Small amounts of resistance was to be expected, little squabbles with fists and other menial weapons. Incidents such as those could be solved without death, but should things escalate to where the lives of Imperial personnel were in danger, the natives responsible would be cut down.

Stepping onto a transport in the docking bay of the Black Sky, Marcus was surrounded by his personal Stormtrooper battalion, the 142nd. Beside him stood the now promoted Captain Grevanch, who'd lead an assault on Mandolorian AA positions on Yaga Minor. He'd been injured in the assault, but had recovered, and was now one of Marcus' right hand men. He did his job, and he did it well. Marcus appreciated that.

@[member="Adamus Straife"]
@[member="Arthos Vynea"]
 

Shmi DragonsFlame

Administrator Droid
Character
So the purpose of this day was to take Bosph? Hmm that was all she knew. She wasn't given a reason as to why, nor did she need one. She was rather excited to see their group in action, taking their first steps in the scheme of things. All she knew was that they were to take by force, but were not to kill unless they were given extreme resistance. Though since this was a dominion that was expected. She had no problem with the order, she hoped she wouldn't be given resistance, for the conquered sakes of course.

She was accompanying @[member="Marcus Faust"] to the ground. She stepped onto the transport, her held lightly tilted down, and her eyes closed. She hadn't any visible weapons. That wouldn't mean she wasn't armed. Her arms were in front of her, hanging near her waist, interlocked. She had a calm, ominous aura about her. She was surrounded by the personnel of the sith knight. She awaited the transports arrival to the ground. Not saying much during the beginning stages of the ride.

@[member="Kära Vi'dreya"]
@[member="Adamus Straife"]
@[member="Arthos Vynea"]
 

Jaxton Ravos

Mindwalker of the Outer Rim
Writer
Take them alive unless they struggle too much. Were the orders of the Mistress. Like him, they typically had more than four limbs and like him they were also known for having a good bit of pride as well. Reports indicated that they were pretty isolationist as well. With their pride and isolationism resistance should be expected, and could be easily understood. Today his tentacles would pierce through torsos, slice through limbs, and crush the necks of many of the insectoid Bosph. Few would be able to sense it, on account of the Dashta Eel being barely sentient as is, but those who could feel him emotions would feel a bloodlust, an excitement that could only be described as childlike.
 

Darth Shadow

An Ancient Evil
Character
Darth Shadow watched from space aboard the Judgement.
So this is the Order of the Shadows' big play is it? What is 'Darth Kyros' ultimate goal? Hopefully power, and to overthrow the Emperor.
One could not tell these days. Too often these Sith of the present day had power but no ambition. Still, she had her little network of clients and minions to obey and praise her. That was her way, and Shadow was amused enough not to intrude.
He had been invited to the Order of Shadows and sat on their council, subservient to no one. It amused him to take such a role, and now to see the conquest of the pathetic world of Bosph would be instructive. Perhaps it was expected that he would land and do the work himself.
Foolishness. I am no mere minion. Besides, I have something better in mind.

With a last glance at the planet below he turned and headed for his quarters. Let Darth Kyros and her minions run around on the surface, he had plans that would make the entire thing unnecessary.
 

Marcus Faust

Fracti No Ultra
Character
@[member="Emahana"] would draw little attention from any of the S90's occupants, spare one, that being Marcus. From behind his mask he looked upon the Templar. He did not know who she was, what she was capable of, or anything of the sort, all he knew was that if she was here, she was a part of the Shadow Order. He didn't know her standing with Kära, wether she was just a pawn in her game, or perhaps a something more, like a bishop or something. Marcus saw himself as a Knight in a way, the way he struck was unconventional and often took strange paths, but they were his paths, they had been his decisions, and that was what had mattered in the end. What is your name? He questioned telepathically as to keep any discussion that was about their order out of the ears of his men. He'd truly hate being forced to kill them if they learned to much, but he was sworn into secrecy, and he had to keep that oath no matter the cost.
 

Thyrian Hearthfire

Fallen Phoenix
Character
Aboard the Vhailor already to help prep it for launch, the Ashborn remained stood leaning against the wall with a clearly weary demeanor. His body and spirit was failing him once more, and this time there would be no subjugation by his master's hand to come to his rescue. His time was limited, yet even so he was to serve her, his Queen; it was all that mattered from the start to finish, he had no other use or purpose. All that he was had been molded by her, and was her to use as she saw fit. The visions that had plagued him for so long now were occuring less and less, although the damage had already been done long ago. His mental state fluctuated between melancholy and uncontrollable rage, doubly so now. Only when in his master's presence did he find comfort, and always would.

Today was a special occasion; the first operation involving all members of the Shadow Order, the secrative order that Kära had put together to serve her and the Empire's wishes alike. All members were devoted to the cause, her cause, and so would follow her as he had for so many years now. At least she was in shortage of loyal minions and followers, meaning he could feel assured that she would do fine should he not be by her side in the future, however soon that time was to come. Leaning his heavy body further onto the wall of the ship within the ship, Thyrian slowly slumped to the floor, assuming a meditative stance upon making contact with it. Meditation had proved to be one of the few things he could safely occupy himself with when not in Kära's presence, with the least chance of him going out of control. The Ashborn would remain such within his private quarters aboard the Vhailor until his Queen or another member of the order would grace him with their presence.

@[member="Kära Vi'dreya"]
 

Tobasu

Nihilist
Writer
The presence of this young man was something that was hidden within the shadows itself, concealed from the light and the eyes of the peers around him. Normally you would use such secretive measures to hide your 'ace in the hole' or secret weapon, but a teen, one who was just discovering his powers. But none the less, Tobasu owed her his will and life, bound to her through his pride and honour as a human, much to his disgust and at the same time his delight that was. Knowing he could gain power from the wisdom she came forth with, Tobasu still despised the idea of being shackled down...It just wasn't him.

So here he was, adorned in darkened robes, his golden tendrils had now been cut short, to signify a new chapter in his short lived life. The emptiness inside him had now grown, it was still there, apparent as ever however it was a part of him now, it gave him power and one day Tobasu would utilize it to its maximum potential. So here he was aboard the judgement, in a room isolated by darkness and when he had received orders to finally meet his master, Tobasu obliged. Making his way to where he was summoned Tobasu stood silent behind his master, the emptiness he radiated filled the room clinging to the life around him, he could feel the power being siphoned, yet he could not utilize it, not yet anyway.

He boarded the Vhailor with his master, sticking to the shadows he waited. Utter darkness sheltered him from the others, even if they knew of his presence in the room they wouldn't know who the presence was. He spoke, voice low and humming with the ships engines, his questioned cut through the brief silence. "What shall I do, master?"
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@[member="Kära Vi'dreya"]
 

Arthos Vynea

Character
Character
Arthos had left the Judgement behind on board nondescript private shuttle for Bosph, his own credentials unlike most of the group's were not rooted in the Empire, but in several other factions. It was his way inside, he'd offer outside assistance from another powerful faction of the galaxy, and then he would personally hand them to his Master. Now that he was beginning to view the various others who sought after the teachings, and a higher place among her apprentices he was more then willing to wage this battle. It was the silent war in which one might not even know they are fighting, but every single member of the Sith were seeking to be the first among many.

Landing on a shuttle bay outside of the capital city he took a speeder in, his robed presence drawing a few eyes, but with his constant practice of hiding his force sensitivity to the people of Bosph he was less interesting after minor glances. The power of the Sith Empire floated above their heads via a Tulak Horde Star Destroyer, a monument to the military might of the Sith Empire. It was the fear of this very military power that Arthos hoped to use to give the leaders of Bosph a false hope, a light in the darkness so to say. Walking into the main government building Arthos simply handed an encrypted datapad to the senior officer and waited in silence.

@Tobasu @Thyrian Ashborn @[member="Marcus Faust"] @[member="Darth Shadow"] @Emahana @Adamus Straife @JaK @Kära Vi'dreya
 
moderation
Writer
@[member="Tobasu"] walked alongside her as they reached the Vhailor and began to descend through to the atmosphere of Bosph. She could sense that @[member="Thyrian Ashborn"] was close by but otherwise the rest of her little troupe were making their own way via the imperial dropships. This would prove a testing ground for three score of her Bladeborn, and while she had no intentions of spilling unnecessary blood it might be a form of baptism for them - to blood them well and show them one facet of war. And it is war I prepare for, whether the Empire realises it or not. With a small sigh she turned to face her student, Tobasu, and raised a brow to his questioning. "You will watch and you will learn." For now he was unlearned, still new to the possibilities of the Force... She could not afford him to be a liability.

Finally upon the ground she began to rally the troops she had brought, choosing a secluded area way from the city to do so. Let them ponder on what manner of being just descended, they will know naught but submissiveness come noon. And with that she strode ahead of her Bladeborn. Elsewhere her Noctus Legion had assembled as had the small host of Sith she had at her disposal. With one nod of her head word was sent across the radius which encircled the first city...

.. And they began to advance.

@[member="Arthos Vynea"] @[member="Marcus Faust"] @[member="Darth Shadow"] @[member="Adamus Straife"] @Emahana @JaK
 

Thyrian Hearthfire

Fallen Phoenix
Character
Aboard the Vhailor
Bosph [Space]

Snapping out of his meditative state within his personal quarters aboard the Vhailor as it took off, the Ashborn felt somewhat refreshed from his rest despite his slowly diminishing health. Looking over his increasingly worn out armour covering his enitre being, he then stepped out of his room and headed to the bridge, where his master and her newly aquired apprentice were sat discussing matters that did not concern him, and so he did not pay much attention. His Queen had had her schemes and plans elude him for the most part, but he did not mind; the machinations and politics of the Empire were of no concern of his, only the well-being of his Queen mattered. Nothing more, nothing less. Looking ahead, the Ashborn gazed onto the world they were to subjugate under his master's banner. They would pose no threat to them; Kära's team of minions would prove most efficient in doing her bidding, surely. If not, well... he would take matters into his own hands, with her permission.

Bosph [Ground]

Once on the ground, Thyrian would remain close to his Queen while she organised and oversaw the deployment of troops and apprentices alike. No signs of weakness would be shown on this day, to his master nor his enemies. He felt almost eager to commence the operation, and everything it would entail. Crushing resistance was one of his specialties, after all. It was an impressive effort, with all of Kära's apprentices and allies standing by her side, along with a score of her elite troops at the rear. Looking to @[member="Tobasu"], one of the greener among them, he gave a slight nod. "TODAY YOU WILL HAVE THE CHANCE TO PROVE YOURSELF, APPRENTICE. SEE TO IT THAT IT IS NOT WASTED."

@[member="Darth Kyros"] @[member="Arthos Vynea"] @[member="Marcus Faust"] @[member="Darth Shadow"] @JaK @Emahana @Adamus Straife
 

Tobasu

Nihilist
Writer
If one could mentally sigh at this point he would, being refrained from helping because he was inadequately trained as of yet made him disappointed. The path to power does not come to you, you must go to it he thought as he gave a slight nod, knowing full well this lady could kill him at anytime. It was not wise to disobey such direct orders. He was anxious to see what would happen, or maybe it was the thrill for adventure consuming him but he wanted to traverse on and bring this planet under the rule of his masters. He would but sit back, against all feelings of eagerness and waited until another direct order. It was but then he could hear the footsteps behind him until a man stood next to him, although the two hadn't of formally meet as of yet Tobasu had heard stories from some of the newer apprentices about him. How would he answer, he wasn't eager to prove himself he just wanted the excitement, good or evil he didn't care what the cause was for he just needed to be in the thick of it.

"Why don't you show me how it's done then?" Attempting to bait him into a reply.

He chuckled a tad, Tobasu believing respect and merit was earned not given, and this man had done nothing for him yet, nothing to impress him but talk big. Surely he would be capable enough to earn the same respect he gave his master...Surely. He could hear the march of the machines, the other shuttles had now landed, it would look like the subjugation of this planet would start in mare moments. The thrill, the adventure it all felt like liquid nitrogen running through his veins, he felt alive for a brief period of time, yet that emptiness and deadness that this boy harboured, it was still there.
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@[member="Darth Kyros"]
@[member="Thyrian Ashborn"]
@[member="Arthos Vynea"]
 

Darth Shadow

An Ancient Evil
Character
High above Bosph, still on board, Darth Shadow was hard at work. Whilst the newly named @[member="Darth Kyros"] went about her business, the other Sith Master in the system applied himself to a new task.

The control of the planet was vital and necessary, and its inhabitants were valuable for study. However, running around was not something which interested the Sith Lord.

Instead, he would bring the Bosph to heel so that the fighting was unnecessary. Since the entire race was Force sensitive it followed that all of them were visible through the Force. However, he did not want to strike all Force sensitives down there, it might be viewed dimly by Kyros after all!

Therefore, he needed some test subjects.

And so, as soon as he knew this invasion was going to happen, Shadow had searched the galaxy for the few Bosph who had left their homeworld, and had managed to gather a pair. These two, secured in energy cells aboard the ship, were his test beds.

“If I can make my attentions on one echo to the others we can end this resistance almost at once,” he said to himself as he entered.

Still, it was not something he could do at once. It would take time and planning, whilst the other Sith were roaming around on the surface.
 
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