Within The Redoubt , the entire fleet of reconnaissance ships vanished, either through some sort of bad luck, the influence of the rogue AI or through simple coïncidence. Though many a fate was left unknown, luckily, several people managed to survive, trying to figure out how to return home, contact the Zweihander Union and most importantly: survive the hostile Cluster of planets, planetoïds and asteroïds. You're all stuck, on different locations, different planetoïds, but you have...choices, options to use, lives to waste, maintain or save.
Renascitur
It was indeed most fortunate for the Mobius Tyranicus to have been the recipient of the Mutation found within the Chancellor of the Left's blood, an adaptive mutagen which allowed the monstrously large man to avoid succumbing to the grievous injury that had befallen him, allowing for a fast regeneration, but also exposing part of his gray skin to the open, the limiters in his armour and suit badly damaged, making the constant or further reliance on his mutation quite a dangerous thing.
Of the pod, little was left, with the other person present still knocked out cold. Renascitur in the meantime could take a look at the barren wasteland he had found himself stranded upon: a large planetoïd filled with amultitude of craters due to the relatively thin atmosphere incapable of fully incinerating incoming debris from the skies and the space beyond. However, if he looked a bit further into the distance, he could see that there were more wreckages of ships within his vicinity, some as old as perhaps time itself, others dating to the last iteration of the Chiss Ascendancy and some ever from the old galactic empire. A literal ship graveyard.
Maiven
Maiven's predicament was quite severe, cut off from any kind of communication, stranded on a planetoïd much like the one Renascitur found himself on, but with a thicker atmosphere. Though not breathable like say the ones on the more populated planets within the old Chiss Territories, it was still not as toxic as places like Mustaphar, the ideal place for old facilities to have sprung up over time with the main job of producing and distributing droids of various designs all over the Redoubt, to assist the Chiss in their time of need. However, that time had never come and the programs responsible for the facilities had...issues.
If she took a better look around her, the Chiss would be able to notice that there were in fact a lot more droids present, some moving sluggishly and seemingly stuck within duties they had been build for, others completely silent and standing still, as if they had been shut down ages ago. Far in the distance though, there seemed to be at least one of those facilities from which the droids had once been sent.
Subject 73 Red
Some people just seemed to have luck on their side, with Subject 73 being one of them. Some of his pods had managed to cluster together, allowing the survival of not only himself, but also several of the men he worked with or which were under his direct command. Even better, some of the speeders had survived the horrid crash, though were far from working optimal and would certainly need some serious repairs even after a few miles of travel.
He too could see it, the multitude of droids of various makes, various designs littered and scattered among the wastelands upon which he stood, some moving sluggishly, others not moving at all. However, unlike Maiven's seemingly safe position, he could see a cloud of dust and debris coming his way, which upon closer inspection seemed to be some sort of droid tank from a bygone age rushing into his direction.
Kom Thum
Finding herself on yet another place upon the same planetoïd as Maiven and Subject 73, Major Kom Thum found herself alongside her men near what could only be described as a mountain, but not just any mountain, there were obvious signs of industry and metallic structures nearby, but the mountain seemed to have covered most of those over time. To make matters worse, from the very moment shots would be fired at the first of those horrific bugs which had approached them, a rumbling could be heard, the ground trembling violently when from the very top of the mountain, large six-legged monstrocities with insanely large heads with mandibles the size of double bladed lightsabers started pouring down towards their position. Perhaps a tactical retreat was a good option, as there were still lots of metallic structures nearby and seemingly some droids seemed to reawaken after the rumbling and moved towards the bugs.
Salis
A ship that hadn't crashed, it was a welcome thought, but something was wrong...though the electronics of the walkers, tanks and shield systems seemed to work perfectly, the ship's internal systems somehow seemed to have been locked up, with communication cut off and it's sensors completely inoperable. Luckily though, with the men under her command still alive, the machinery aside from the ship working fine, they could easily set up a perimeter and though their communications seemed to be jammed, there seemed to be a certain building made out of transparisteel and duralium not too far from their location, seemingly completely intact and without visible deterioration.
Himm'vaun'merek
Just like Maiven, this man had an advantage, he was a Chiss, he had known about the Redoubt, even maybe not lived through it's inception, but the Chiss always remembered their deeds, even if they did not utilized them. Asserting his dominance over the Union troopers was a smart move, allowing the man to assess the situation and that situation seemed...rather bleak. They were stuck on yet another planetoïd, seemingly with scattered remains of various ships around, but not with any craters, in fact there was grass and obvious plantlife.
Alas, as Vaun tried to use the commlink, he's only get static, at least for a while...but there was a signal, faint and distant, but a signal nonetheless, coming from what looked like two small domes almost completely overrun by large trees.
The situation is dire, with at least one of the grand fleets being sent to the Redoubt to clean up whatever was responsible for the loss of contact with the earlier ships. The admiralty's staff had already fruitlessly tried to contact the ships, but no signal seems to get into or out of the cluster and with every passing moment, the thought of their survival started to change into a call for vengeance and retaliation. The Chancellors have decreed that if no communication can be established with those within the Redoubt, the territory itself should be deemed hostile and thus a threat. Something which ways heavily upon the men and women serving the union, as they too have now lost contact with comrades, friends and even family. You have choices: power through, try to establish contact nonetheless, try to figure out what's going on...or blast the cluster to kingdom come.
Mike V'Trechen
No communication could be made, no calls could get into the Redoubt and for the former general and current planetary lord, the news was perhaps even worse: his wife Salis V'trechen was among those that had been lost with the Reconnaiscance fleet. Another call gave him the option to get aboard one of the fleet admiral's ships to join in on the newest attempt to get a hold of the Redoubt.
Tristan Evore
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Charles Castex
The news was dire, but the orders were clear. He had permission to use whatever force and whatever option there wasavailable to him. The Chancellery had already relayed everything they knew, with no communications possible within the cluster and the danger of some sort of AI being present and capable of long range sabotage. This meant that even the fleet under Tristan had to be careful, for the cluster not only held planets and other sedentary bodies, but also a few space stations and those...could pose a problem. In fact, they already were, as his approach of the cluster had not gone unnoticed...spy droids were already hot on his tail...
The Fourth fleet, a bit more in the back and catching up with the Fleet admiral's ship, would be the first to figure out that they were not going to be welcomed, as a large, spikey looking space station was approaching from behind a few planetoïds at the edge of the cluster, sending out a multitude of droid starfighters of an unknown make. What was worse,
Tranquility
would be able to feel it, something within that station was attempting to hack into her coding system and penetrate the ship's droid core through her...
Ben Craig
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Imperius
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Haon Hafey
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Chris Walker
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Quoron Cadera
| Adele Crawford |
Brachium Alyan
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Amaranth Australis
| Corcad Milhas |
Varloc
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Eldoc Quasat
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Dasead Merasska
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Gabriel Satra
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Fati O’Pesega
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