Where Did They Go? (OS Dominion of the Lialic System)

[Darth Ferus]

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Lialic.​

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As most deep core worlds, this planet was a spiraling city, almost like Coruscant. Almost. Unlike the famous capital however, it was a false prosperity. Only a fraction of the population lived in what many would call luxury. The rest, slums. There was no middle class, just rich and poor, powerful and weak. And this was exactly the sort of place that could use a more silent hand to work.​

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The masses needed a stirring, a reason as to why they would resist. A reason as to why they would risk their lives to fight against this oppression. And Ferus was intent on providing it. Deep in the undercity, where no light filtered down, the Dark Lord's Shadow called upon all of his agents, intent on showing them a new skill that will be necessary for the task at hand.​

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Well. Her agents.​

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Another body, this one far more temporary than the last. Both arms rested behind her back as red eyes began to look about. Soon the Assassins would come, probably first to be confused when they laid eyes upon her. Who was she exactly? Once they felt the swirling emotions of millions within her, it wouldn't be so hard for them to know. ​

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"Soon, and we can begin." Behind her the DHK ironically named Guardian offered a single nod. He had come along to stir up chaos, just the same as his master. "Statement: I do hope so. This first part won't be as fun for me though Master. Is there anything I can do?" A light hum escaped the girls lips as she thought. What could the droid do for Ferus?​

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"I do have an idea. Study this technique. Find a counter. Store it, and let me know. It will be good to know what to do to counter it."
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[Rapax]

[1/20]
Objective: Learn new techniques [SA objective]
Location: Lialic.


Rapax arrived quickly....if only to learn more techniques and powers to furthur his evolution none the less there will be blood...this was [member="Darth Ferus"] he was talking about there was always some measure of blood in regards to that beast...no matter he made his way to where he was called...he saw the body of a young woman........but no ferus.....who was this woman it couldn't be Ferus could it.? He cautiously approached her and spoke to her."Where is Ferus i was told to meet him here....."

 

[Nyte Ignis]

Post 1/20
Nyte arrived shortly after, the female staring swiftly, studying the surroundings. As Rapax spoke, she watched the female, searching through the Force, ah, so it was true then? Ferus had changed forms.

She came closer and then bowed curtly, "Here Darth Ferus, at your request. When the others join, I will be eager to resume training with you."

[member="Darth Ferus"]

 

[Xevek Nekonis]

Objective: Learn New Knowledge [Sith Assassin Objective]
Location: Lialic
[1/20]


Dirt. Filth. Sweat. The smells filled the air and stung at Xavka's sensitive nose as he moved towards the meeting coordinates on near-soundless feet, slipping from shadow to shadow as he prowled, and action driven by instinct alone, not concious thought. The taste of smog and metal that hung around him, burning at his mouth. The sounds of activity that populated the lower slums rang within his ears. In short, his senses were compromised greatly by the planet and, while he could still focus on using them as he always did, it would not be as such an efficient way. And, Xavka hated that.

The ache in his chest that always formed when he was apart from his Mate, something caused by the bond between them, was slowly fading, telling him that Nyte Ignis would be at the meeting, at least. While the smell of death that dipped and weaved on the air indicated that Darth Rapax would also be there, the smell distinctive to the necromancy utilising Sith.

Approaching the group that was ahead of him, Xavka raised a brow at what he saw. While his guess of Nyte and Rapax being in attendance as correct, the scent that he matched to Darth Ferus was also there, but corrupted in some way that confused him, and did not match to the remaining member of the group. A small female was in attendance. The confusion that clouded his mind soon lifted though as a slight chuckle emerged from him as Xavka reached out through the Force to probe the female's presence.

"Ay'edar, you have certainly chosen a ... unique new form."

He spared a nod of greeting to Rapax as he came to a stop next to his Mate, brushing his shoulder against her own.

[member="Darth Ferus"] | [member="Darth Rapax"] | [member="Nyte Ignis"]

 

[Lord Ajihad]

A breeze would rush into the small room, which was curious given there were no currently open windows or doors. Papers gently drifted off the desk like leaves a cool autumn's day, and the strange gust would fade away. Moments later, a jet of black smoke would shoot into the room seemingly out of nowhere, and began to fill the back corner of the room. The smoke quickly took shape, growing arm, legs, and everything in between. In less than a second, Lord Ajihad was in the room.

He was a man of average height, dressed in all black armor. A balaclava was pulled tight over his head, leaving holes for only his eyes. His eyes glowed like embers, boring into the souls of all he gazed upon. He recognized [member="Darth Rapax"], the sorcerer-assassin. Standing in the room he also saw [member="Nyte Ignis"] and [member="Xavka Duquo"], two of the seven sins. However, he felt something odd about those two. It felt almost like a battlemind, but something was different about it. It felt like a bond of sorts, though not through the force. Not intentionally, anyways.

Finally, he saw [member="Darth Ferus"]. The master assassin had seemingly taken the host of a little girl this time. Ajihad offered a slight bow of his head, a sign of respect for his superior. As the assassin raised his head, he addressed the red assassin.

"It has been a while, Lord Ferus."

He said the last word with a bit of a feminine tone to it, perhaps poking fun at the assassin's new host. Was such a thing even possible? Did Ajihad have a sense of humor?

 

[Darth Ophidia]

[1/20]
Objective: Adopt new knowledge. [SA objective]
Location: Lialic.

Yet another sprawling cityscape, but one far less prosperous than the Empire’s dark gem that was Coruscant. The stench of exhaust and human sweat stained the air, rising up in vapours from the undercity like jealous fingers encroaching upon the territory of the rich and fabulous. While she knew the strong must rule, the Rattataki stared down at the rabble and felt kinship. The rich were not righteously powerful in the eyes of the Sith; it was the ambitious and the capable that deserved to rule. She had once herself stood upon the soil and stared up at the spires of the lords. A gold disk flicked over her knuckles, vanished into her palm and re-emerged at the top only to repeat its cycle.

Ashen eyelids, decorated with black, closed over the burning irises of her eyes as Darth Ophidia palmed the gold coin and slipped it into a secret compartment of her robes. With a flourish of her cape, she turned from the view of the cityscape and marched down from her perch to the assigned point of meeting. All her sentiments were lost; there was only a cold and calculated fury left. The ends of her dark lips curled into a faint smile as her corrupted eyes stared into the dark once more.

Soon would be the time to purge the undeserving.

 

[Darth Kentarch]

1/20
Objective: Teleport
Location: Lialic

Teleportation. A lost art to all force users. Yet a few days ago [member="Darth Ferus"] sent word to the Sith Assassins he would instructing them on this art. Even for a Sith Lord, who had to see to believe, planned to show. Thus will no delays he made way to Lialic. A seedy world where the elites had ground the proles down to nothing. It ranked of self indulgence and corruption, Kentarch only held corporate magnates and their boot licking with contempt. Yet he was not here to be a liberator or start an economic revolution. Without delay Kentarch had joined the gathering of Sith Assassins. He nodded to Ferus and only offered a glance to the others.

 

[Damien Zannen]

1/20
Objective: Me time
Lialic Undercity

Gen'dai to Epicanthix to Feeorin? Kezeroths search for a suiting body was continuing to go on. Feeorins were slightly better than Epicanthix in his opinion but nothin topped being Gen'dai. With the frequent switching of bodies Kezeroth's name and very story had blurred into myth and legend. To many he no longer existed nor mattered. An inspiring Dark Jedi to compare too if any could.

Lialic was like Coruscant in many ways but it also was not. The undercity was lacking the same criminal element that could be found on Coruscant and this could only mean buisness was rare. Crime factions were in birthing stages and with a good start meant the opportunity for finding tribesmen. The galaxy had its share of exploration but the Nether was still unexplored by the living. But as always Business and some trust had to be gained.

Walking through the streets of Lialic Kezeroth strutted about in casual attire by undercity means. He looked liked a smuggler of sorts with a long duster cloak. His belt held his Dragons Flame Saber and a Heavy Blaster pistol holstered and hidden. The hilt of his Lightsaber looked rather odd and more like a relic of sorts when compared to standard design, Those eager to examine it would see its fire.

" Cloaked people in the Undercity? Mmmm.. Why not..." He was bored and looking for credits anyway might as well observe and cause trouble. Loosely following one such figure Kezeroth grinned knowing he was up to no good.

[member="Darth Kentarch"]
[member="Darth Ophidia"]
[member="Lord Ajihad"]
[member="Xavka Duquo"]
[member="Nyte Ignis"]
[member="Darth Rapax"]
[member="Darth Ferus"]

 

[Krux Mullarus]

Location: In orbit over Lialic
Objective: To make use of Mullarus' battlegroup in assistance of the Sith Resistance
Allies: The One Sith
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Joining the One Sith fleet above the atmosphere of Lialic jumped a Vanguard-class Heavy Cruiser, the new flagship of Sith Knight Mullarus and his Battlegroup he now commanded. Even displayed on the breast of his armor was the tag of an Imperial High Colonel. The Knight stood on the bridge, looking down at the planet below.

"My Lord, we've arrived at Lialic" said one of the officers nearby.

Mullarus couldn't help but chuckle, "Yes, I can see that Lieutenant"

This time, instead of conducting this Sith occupation himseld like he normally does, Mullarus decided to test his strategy mind instead and send in Core Platoon, one of the many platoons of stormtroopers at his disposal, but these twenty soldiers were seasoned veterans wh had seen more battle than even Mullarus had. They were hardened marines, willing to go anywhere to spread the incredible war machine of the One Sith.

"Captain Jones" Mullarus commanded to the Captain he knew personally from Ragoon VI, of whom he entrusted his flagship to while he was not around, "You're in charge while I debrief Core."

"Aye, sir!"

Mullarus turned on his heel and trudged out of the bridge, making his way across his flagship's tram system and to the primary hangar, where the twenty colored, uniquely-armored stormtroopers, with blaster carbines in hand, stood at attention. Mullarus activated his helmet over his head and drew the hood of his black cloak over it before entering the hangar. "Core Platoo!" he called out, "At last, I get the chance to brief you. Your track records are all damn impressive. Veterans and heroes, all of you. You don't have to keep going strong for me, and yet, here you stand. Know that just because I am Sith doesnt make me any more of a hero than all of you. Now, I do expect results here. There are people down on Lialic who want to join up with us, and then there are people in more power who don't. We will be fighting with the resustance to liberate this world in favor of the Empire. I will watch your progress from here. Good luck."

The four squads formed up and filed into four seperate dropships which then soared through the hangar bay and began their descent into the Lialic atmosphere.

 

[Darth Ferus]

[2/20]

"Good, many of you have shown. We can begin immediately." The Sith Lord looked over [member="Darth Kentarch"] , [member="Darth Ophidia"] , [member="Lord Ajihad"] , [member="Xavka Duquo"] , [member="Nyte Ignis"] , [member="Darth Rapax"] , and any others who may not have shown themselves yet. "Our job is to sow hate in the heart of the masses on the upper echelons. With that in mind, we have multiple targets. Targets, unfortunately, who are hidden in ways we cannot directly reach. In light of this, I will be giving you a crash course on a new skill to get you to a and b in the blink of an eye." Red eyes glanced over again, and the Sith smiled. "Teleportation. Be prepared."

 

[Iron Knight Loarko]

Objective: Come in alone and help where needed. Assist Mullarus
Location: In orbit
1/20

Loarko lay floating in his B-Wing starfighter.
"Got anything yet Mullarus? I want to get some action!"

 

[Kenrath]

Location: Lialic Orbit
Objective: Establish Space Superiority in support of One Sith Forces
Ships: Task Force Pheonix, War Fleet Hellhammer
Allies: [member="Knight Mullarus"]

Spoiler: Task Force Ship Manifest

1x http://starwarsrp.net/topic/34240-vanguard-class-heavy-cruiser/

2x http://starwarsrp.net/topic/29842-torment-class-star-destroyer/

3X http://starwarsrp.net/topic/34011-razer-class-frigate

6x http://starwarsrp.net/topic/31252-ki-es-mki-aka-the-axe-wing/#entry439541

Posts: 1/20

In the early stages of the One Sith Deployment 12 Ships the bulk of Task Force Phoenix....the One Sith Navy's Pride and Joy popped out of Hyperspace. Thanith stood just behind the Helmsmen of the Lead Ship Phoenix Alpha. He stood straight and tall looking over the screens.

"Ensign transmit orders to all Task Force Vessels. I want a blockade around the planet. Nothing gets on or off the planet that is not a verified One Sith Vessel." "Clearance codes are in effect."

He paused for a few moments looking at the screen before turning back to the Communications officer.

"Inform the other Sith Forces let them know we are here. And Hail the Commander of the Vanguard see if we can offer them any assistance."

Thanith turned back to the screens monitoring the positions and progress of the other Task Force vessels.

Spoiler: Summary of Actions

Arrive in the Lialic

Begin establishing blockade around the planet

Hail Battlegroup lead by Knight Mullarus

 

[Krux Mullarus]

Objective: Fly the Sith banners / Establish Space superiority
Allies: [member="Thanith Gumara"] / [member="Iron Knight Loarko"]
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Mullarus returned to the bridge just in time as Captain Jones called to him, "My Lord, we are being hailed! Twice!" To breathe a bit more easily, he removed his helmet and pulled up his hood, his long raven hair falling down over his shoulder. "Put 'em on, Captain"

Captain Jones put up what appeared to be a droid on the holo first. All he asked was simply if Mullarus 'had anything' and that he wanted some action. Mullarus cocked a brow, but nodded. "If you're looking to help, B-Wing, go escort the four Imperial Dropships to the surface of Lialic. Assist them in their mission to bring the rebellion to the streets and raise the Sith banner on the surface."

After that message was sent, Captain Jones would put up a holo of [member="Thanith Gumara"]. The Sith Knight wouldn't recognize the man, but he would recognize a decorated officer. "Sir" Mullarus sounded, "Mullarus, High Colonel of the One Sith military and Knight of the One Sith Order. I have a platoon of my finest soldiers heading to the surface of Lialic to assist in the Sith occupation." Mullarus was no stranger to most military operations, but he was still a bit new at calling the shots. Even then, he would trust the word of a decorated officer who outranked him, being the son of Imperial Navy grunts. It felt satisfying to speak as the Captain of his own vessel to other high-ranking Naval officers, like his old dream of joining the Navy had finally come true.

Spoiler

Answered the hail from [member="Iron Knight Loarko"]

Answered the hail of [member="Thanith Gumara"]

Summary of Actions

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Meanwhile, the four squads of Core Platoon readied themselves in the confines of their dropships. Each unit was outfitted with three troops carrying an OS-1 Blaster Rifle, it's short barrel making it useful for it's manageable weight and compact size, the burst-fire-only useful for keeping accuracy and conserving ammunition, and the fact that most of Magma and Quake squads had used them before and loved them.

One member, the medics, of Thunder and Quake squads carried the 'Restrainer' Ion Cannon, on the chance that they run into a heavy droid resistance, or want to take an enemy captive. A member of the inverse Magma and Cyclone squads took with them close-range-monsters, the 'Retaliator' Scattergun, known to be the bane of even Jedi on the battlefield. That left a single member of each squad with the 'Reclaimer' sniper rifle, because you never knew if you enemy could be shooting at you from a mile and a half away, or someone had to shoot a toothpick off a glass of tea from a half mile away.

The imperial marines cocked, loaded, and prepped their gear. The commander of Magma squad recieved a holocall from a navak officer aboard Mullarus' flagship to inform him that they would likely be recieving aid from a droid in a B-Wing. The commander was silent as he nodded, but contacted the rest of Core platoon upon shutting off hia holo. "Cores, we might have a buddy helping us today. A droid."

The rest of the platoon was mostly professional, and didn't question, but a particular member of Cyclone squad was greener than most of the platoon. By greener, we mean newer. He certainly was still a veteran, but he had only ever partaken in a campaign on Balmorra, defending ground from Republic invaders. He certainly proved himself by taking at least twenty confirmed kills with a Corvus Rifle, and yet, the young man beneath the unique stomtrooper helmet found himself anxious and nervous. "Is that such a good idea? I mean...what if he just...gets in the way of our squad tactics?"

To which, the commander of Cyclone snapped, "Quiet, marine! High Colonel Mullarus knows what he's doing." It wasn't blind faith. Some member of Core fought with Mullarus when he was just a Sith Apprentice during the battle of Contruum. Before the Sith's confrontation with the Jedi Knight, he did help some soldiers take some ground and remove some Pubs from some trenches. The commander of Magma was one of them, as well as the tech-savvy commando on Cyclone. Likewise, all but the new guy on Cyclone were all veterans of Contruum, as well as a few other campaigns, such as Telti.

"We're beginning our descent into Lialic's upper-atmosphere, marines. Hold onto something."

 

[cheshire_kitty]

Objective: A - Convert influential individuals to become Sith supporters and have them rise up against their ruler
Allies - N/A
Post: [1/20]

Under a false pretense, Konrad had set up a meeting with an influential politician on Lialic however, his true goal was to 'convince' him to become a Sith supporter and go against their rulers.

"Hello, dear senator," Konrad greeted the man with a smirk. "Before we begin, I must apologise. I lied when I told your secetary that I would like to assist you. I have come here to persuade you into becoming a supporter of the One Sith."

The senator scoffed just as Konrad finshed his sentence. "Persuade me, you say? What makes you think I can be so easily persuaded by the likes of you. As you should know, I am not one to take bribes and I ask that you leave my office before I will have you forcefully removed."

Konrad scoffed at the man. "Then I guess the safety of your family is a trivial matter to you, nobel senator?"

 

[Iron Knight Loarko]

Location: In orbit
Objective: Escort dropships to the surface

"You got it [member="Knight Mullarus"]! Dropships 1 through 4 do you copy?"
"Copy that, who is this?"
"This is Iron Knight Loarko, I'm in a B-Wing. Do you see me?"
"Yes sir, are you escorting us to the surface?"
"I am, follow me!"
Loarko steered his B-Wing in front of the dropships and descended towards the surface. He came back on the come again.
"Mullarus, what is our objective once we land?"

 

[Rapax]

[1/20]
Objective: Learn new techniques[SA objective]
Location: Lialic.

He listened to what [member="Illaudata Renovare"] had to say about where there targets are and how in order to reach them they would need to learn a new skill. Teleportation eh?...this should be fun and it will indeed be quite useful for the task ahead as well as other moments where he might need its power. He waited for his first lesson on how to use it...so that he can start his new hunt

 

[Galatea Raste]

Again. A new world, strange people's, a different cold. The cold of metal. It was familiar, and yet not. A soft sigh escaped her lips, but the visible puff of air did not. This was another difference for her, and as such was not enough to make her feel at home. She required the snow, the ice, the biting wind. Without it there was nothing for her but a feeling of emptiness and a desire to once again be home, though she knew she would not be for some time.

Stepping into a small shop, she took a moment to look around. Lots of trinkets and things adorned the walls. Most of what she saw was useless junk. This was the front, though. She knew there were always things hidden in the back in places like this one. That was what she had come for.

"Ahh, a customer!"

Her eyes turned to regard a protocol droid that waddled in from the back.

"Master Teebs will be pleased. Can I assist you?"

"I would like to speak to Master Teebs," she said. "He and I... have business."

 

[Kenrath]

Location: Lialic Orbit
Objective: Establish Space Superiority in support of One Sith Forces
Ships: Task Force Phoenix, War Fleet Hellhammer
Allies: [member="Knight Mullarus"]

Spoiler: Task Force Ship Manifest

1x http://starwarsrp.net/topic/34240-vanguard-class-heavy-cruiser/

2x http://starwarsrp.net/topic/29842-torment-class-star-destroyer/

3X http://starwarsrp.net/topic/34011-razer-class-frigate

6x http://starwarsrp.net/topic/31252-ki-es-mki-aka-the-axe-wing/#entry439541

Posts: 2/20

When the Hail was answered Thanith popped to attention listening to the Knight speak. It was only when the Knight finished that Thanith responded choosing to use a Sith appropriate form of address than a military one.

"My Lord LTCMDR Thanith Gumara. Task Force Phoenix of the War Fleet Hellhammer is forming a Blockade around the planet as we speak. Scanners are showing clear for now."

He turned briefly for a moment before turning back.

"I have a Half Squadron of Fighters if you get into trouble planet side."

Once the communication was cut Thanith went back to the readouts. He factored in the presence of the High Colonels forces and adjusted the scans to compensate. After his recent missions he was actually begging for this one to be a simple babysitting gig. Just as he began to turn towards his chair exactly what he feared came true.

"Sir picking up contacts on the long range scanner." "I count two................no three.............no wait four counts."

Thanith still took a seat but he turned with a nod.

"Identify the signatures...........friendly or hostile."

He paused before speaking again.

"Raise the readiness level of the Task Force."

Spoiler: Summary of Actions

Identification of Task Force to other One Sith Forces

Notification of incoming and attempt to identify contacts

Raise Task Force readiness in preparation for Battle Stations

 

[Galatea Raste]

"Ahh, Master Teebs is out at the moment. I am R-8TR, Human Cyborg Relations. May I be of assistance?"

Of course he wasn't in, that would naturally be too easy. She hadn't honestly expected him to be there, though now that the droid said he wasn't she suspected that he in fact was. It was highly likely that he was conducting business behind closed doors. Business related to things that would not be shown around the front of the shop. Those were what she wanted to see.

"No, thank you. I will wait here for Master Teebs. How long do you think he will be?"

"Oh, I'm not sure," the droid said. "He left only moments ago and had an errand across the city. He may be gone for hours. You would be waiting a long while."

That settled it for her. He was there. She clasped her arms behind her back and determined that at this point she would ignore the droid, as it would just end up causing her grief. Protocol droids were obnoxious, and they never knew when to stop if you talked to them. So she refused to acknowledge him for the moment. Instead, she occupied herself looking at the bits and baubles while she waited for the right opportunity to make her move. She would have what she came for. No matter what.

 

[Darth Ophidia]

[2/20]
Objective: Adopt new knowledge. [SA objective]
Location: Lialic.

Darth Ophidia’s eyes fell on the form of Darth Ferus. There was a moment of scrutinizing before she came to a silent comprehension. ­She clasped her hands behind her back and set her prying gaze upon his form, her full intent on observation. Every syllable, every motion down to a flicker of the eye or a twitch of the finger. She was bent on catching it all. Perhaps there was a certain refreshment in being back to absorbing the knowledge of another. Though she was not about to submit as she once had.

Upon the mention of teleportation, her head cocked to the side and her eyes narrowed in suspicion. She had fought a man on Contruum, in the aftermath of the battle. He had folded the very fabric of reality upon itself and blinked out of her strike. Apparently, it was very taxing, as the man had bled from his eyes and ears after a handful of uses. Surely, it was not ability to throw about wantonly. She remembered begrudgingly one Soliael Talith.

Ophidia’s distaste served only to sharpen her intention of adopting this knowledge. Or more importantly, adopting a counter-measure. This system would fall as all systems would, and she would be stronger.