Dredge
Kneel Before Zod
Aurum, a little back water world that had quite the history of blood and death. Originally it was a planet that boasted small villages, temples, wildlife, of course that all changed when the horde had arrived to do the bidding of the previous Supreme Overlord. It was a slaughter, a sheer and complete loss of life and love on the planet. Thousands were killed and in turn the planet had turned into a colony for the Yuuzhan Vong and Graug people.
But sadly they were then slaughtered by the Moross Crusade that came through for their cleansing. Now the planet had a mixture of people, there were pockets of graug and Yuuzhan Vong on the planet that resurfaced after the Crusade vanished. Small villages of people that settled there while it was under control, the entire planet was a free for all of bandits, villagers, and a few force users.
But that was just history, we are in the now. And right now the Warlord Dredge had his ship land somewhere undisclosed on the planet's surface. However it wasn't to say it was all that secret, what with the rows of Yuuzhan Vong and Graug lined up outside what seemed to be a small coliseum that harkened back to the days of gladiators of old. There were shouts of blood lust and cheers of excitement for the oncoming festivities, oh how it was going to be grand and beautiful.
"The only ships in two thousand kilometers of this building are Yuuzhan Vong, and I doubt any of you learned how to pilot them. And inside that arena are the lives of..." Dredge looked up and began to count his fingers.
"Well let's just a lot of people, including your precious clones. Now as I promised they have been unsoiled and kept in good condition, I've even been feeding them as shocking as that might seem." Dredge said as he stood by the exit ramp.
"So if you want these people to live, a lot of other people are going to die before this is over." Dredge said with a smile.
"We're going to walk out there, and you're all going to play the game. And if you play the game you'll escape with your lives and the lives of those you wish to save. I only want Connor truth be told, and if I get what I want then we can end this game. Until then, cue the music." Dredge said in a near elated tone.
The drumroll began and the broken ramp to the ship dropped down to show thousands of Yuuzhan Vong and Graug lined up and cheering and waving at their returning warlord, the two species fed into Dredge's fanfare and he ushered his two prisoners out to take a look at what lay before them.
Off towards the right a band of humanoid aliens played their music loudly on massive amps that drowned out the screams of those on the left. Which was to say on the left side of the aisle away from the crowd of cheering monsters. What lay on the left was a free for all sacrifice where slaves were being murdered for the gods to praise and bless the games. A top stone alters or simply on the ground, Graug and Vong took sick blades to the screaming bodies of innocent people. But down the center had to be the best part. A path was cleared straight into the arena and lining it were the hanging bodies of various civilians with warrior Graug and Vong lining the path in front of them. The Jedi of course would have to watch, what choice did they have after all? The YT ship was trashed and for a few thousand kilometers there was nothing but death. All they could do was wait for help to come their way.
"I GIVE TO YOU KEIRA TICON!! AND THIS JEDI SCUM!!" Dredge yelled out to the crowd before him.
"Walk." Dredge said in a low hateful whisper to the two.
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But sadly they were then slaughtered by the Moross Crusade that came through for their cleansing. Now the planet had a mixture of people, there were pockets of graug and Yuuzhan Vong on the planet that resurfaced after the Crusade vanished. Small villages of people that settled there while it was under control, the entire planet was a free for all of bandits, villagers, and a few force users.
But that was just history, we are in the now. And right now the Warlord Dredge had his ship land somewhere undisclosed on the planet's surface. However it wasn't to say it was all that secret, what with the rows of Yuuzhan Vong and Graug lined up outside what seemed to be a small coliseum that harkened back to the days of gladiators of old. There were shouts of blood lust and cheers of excitement for the oncoming festivities, oh how it was going to be grand and beautiful.
"The only ships in two thousand kilometers of this building are Yuuzhan Vong, and I doubt any of you learned how to pilot them. And inside that arena are the lives of..." Dredge looked up and began to count his fingers.
"Well let's just a lot of people, including your precious clones. Now as I promised they have been unsoiled and kept in good condition, I've even been feeding them as shocking as that might seem." Dredge said as he stood by the exit ramp.
"So if you want these people to live, a lot of other people are going to die before this is over." Dredge said with a smile.
"We're going to walk out there, and you're all going to play the game. And if you play the game you'll escape with your lives and the lives of those you wish to save. I only want Connor truth be told, and if I get what I want then we can end this game. Until then, cue the music." Dredge said in a near elated tone.
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The drumroll began and the broken ramp to the ship dropped down to show thousands of Yuuzhan Vong and Graug lined up and cheering and waving at their returning warlord, the two species fed into Dredge's fanfare and he ushered his two prisoners out to take a look at what lay before them.
Off towards the right a band of humanoid aliens played their music loudly on massive amps that drowned out the screams of those on the left. Which was to say on the left side of the aisle away from the crowd of cheering monsters. What lay on the left was a free for all sacrifice where slaves were being murdered for the gods to praise and bless the games. A top stone alters or simply on the ground, Graug and Vong took sick blades to the screaming bodies of innocent people. But down the center had to be the best part. A path was cleared straight into the arena and lining it were the hanging bodies of various civilians with warrior Graug and Vong lining the path in front of them. The Jedi of course would have to watch, what choice did they have after all? The YT ship was trashed and for a few thousand kilometers there was nothing but death. All they could do was wait for help to come their way.
"I GIVE TO YOU KEIRA TICON!! AND THIS JEDI SCUM!!" Dredge yelled out to the crowd before him.
"Walk." Dredge said in a low hateful whisper to the two.
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