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  1. “I want the message to be clear. No-” She paused for a moment before looking back at the group of leaders who packed the stateroom of the Red and Black. “-I want it to be damn clear.” She pointed to the list of planets that scrolled down the holoform that was projected on the wall. “We will end the vile practise of slavery with blaster and bayonet. Ryloth was only a test. We may not be embraced with open arms in every corner of the galaxy, but when we take power-” She motioned to the galactic map, who’s spiraling arms were divided into sectors of garish coloured light. “-It is not an if. It is a when. That will be the galactic law. You own another sentient being in chattel slavery and you will be executed. Your assets confiscated and given to your victims.” She raised her hands as if to surrender. “Now this policy will not make us friends with the hutts…” The group of uniformed men and women laughed. “But we do not want to be friends with them. We will purge their kind from every hole they may try to bury themselves into.” She sighed, then looked back to Prince Alcarne, who stood in the regal blues of Outremer. Who stood alongside the other minor rulers of the Alliance. Baris Kailfreng of Montressor, and the well fed Count Rentor of Serenno, standing behind him. The other more democratic members being mostly noticeably absent from this meeting. As were the brown robed Jedi knights… But that would be the way of the galaxy. The great Democracies had ruled the Galactic Alliance. The had had their time in the sun, and had left the galaxy a bitter ruin. The very seat of democracy unceremoniously left to burn while its citizenry died by the trillions. Never again would such weakness be left as the guardian of the People. No. The galaxy needed a strong central power. Advised by the planetary and system governments, but not run by them. They would make up the government, its governors, its stewards. But decisions would not be up to some senate. Never again. The People and their safety would come first. Not some bureaucrat with forty years of experience voting himself money. There would be a place for democracy. Any planet that wanted to maintain theirs would be allowed to keep it. And those with monarchies and despots would keep their own forms of government. But Galactic matters would be handled by the council of governors and the Crown. And it was in this room that the influential members, those that provided military forces to the Alliance. Were discussing the general Constitution of the coming government. Even if it was a theoretical document. For there was still a war to be won. Raven finished her speech with another diatribe regarding slavery, then bowed to the youngest member in the room.
  2. ((Hey there @Moff LurgI am Empress Raven Nasra, the Faction Leader of the Rebel Alliance and its Imperial Remnant subfaction. Beck asked me to assist so I am here to give some strategic out of character advice to you. This will also venture into character writing and the collaborative writing we foster here on this Website. You are new so don’t take this as a beatdown, but you need to follow this advice to thrive here. Scenarios like the test you were just given are very long and drawn out things, you need to give them time to breathe. Post the actions or response your character may have then wait for the other person to respond. While you are in training at least we want you to take your time with things, learn how stuff works here. You need to not post the actions of other characters and NPCs in a scenario until you are told that you can. (This will come with rank promotion) When you can, you must use them respectfully in a PVP or PVE scenario. Which would mean not posting the actions of your enemies or how your attacks land. We are attempting to train you to be able to survive in the pvp world of the Jedi RP galaxy. I hope this makes sense. Please try the scenario again from the beginning, keeping in mind that you cannot post the actions of the battle droids, you cannot post if your attacks land, and that you cannot godmode your way through a scenario. Anticipate this taking several rounds of posting between you and your training officers.)) Raven pulled the dark cap off her head, smoothing her black hair with a brush of her hand as she stepped through the doorway into the observation room. Her pale eyes glanced across the soldiers and then finally to Beck himself. Her eyes carried a weight in them, a tiredness that had not been there a decade before when they had first met. The weight of a long and failing war. “It is good to see you Admiral.” She attempted a smile that she felt in her heart, but her face only gave a half hearted attempt. This war was drawing to its zenith, and they all knew it.
  3. Raven inclined her head then looked back up to the Jedi Grandmaster. Amethyst eyes met the grey green in a moment of understanding then she looked back down at her own hand. A metallic object, covered in the soft black leather glove that she had worn since she had only been a child. A long and bitter career. But not one totally fruitless. She had found love after all, and that had to account for something. “My people are here, I will not abandon them to destruction and despair. I will be aboard the Command Ship. ” She would die alongside Nar Shaddaa if it came to that. The Sith would pay the heavy toll of this conquest. She let a small smile creep into the sides of her mouth. “Plus if we manage to defeat the Sith here and end their empire, perhaps it would be better to not see all of the work we put in fall to the inevitable infighting.” She shook the woman's hand. “May the force be with you Grandmaster. Now let us see to the evacuation.”
  4. Raven tapped the obsidian countertop with a gloved finger. There was no reason to bring up the atrocities that she had seen as a child. Those same atrocities that had motivated her to join the military and subsequently the Sith order during the reign of what she had considered a “good man” Emperor. An emperor that had died early enough in his tenure that she had never seen the results of what a good person in charge of an Empire could be like. So in the wake of the disastrous reign of the Galactic Alliance, she had decided to become that good empress. And how had it fared? The Remnant had been there for the remains of the Galactic Alliance military and the Jedi Order to flee to. But still this was not the time for this. The next few weeks would make or break their rebel alliance. The only question was how many innocents would die for their chance to break the Sith Empire. “I do not speak of Admiral Slaughter who has long ago earned my respect. He remains one of the few competent fleet commanders to survive the collapse of the Galactic Alliance. He and my own Admirals will be in charge of this operation.” She looked up from her desk to the older woman. Deciding a little humility and openness was better than a false front. “This operation will make or break us. There is no in between. Either we win or we loose. I know we do not stand on the same side ideologically, but I want to thank you for being here. It means a great deal. I put my full trust in your plans.”
  5. Raven shook her head, a single strand of dark hair coming undone from her braid with the gesture. Which she furtively tucked back behind her ear before tapping one of the medals on her chest. It was made of a dark metal, three red lines running through the eight pointed star. A battle mark, and one of the most shameful moments of her short career as a Sith apprentice. “Not Gala.” Her eyes told the story more than her words. The last act as an apprentice to a jealous master. The defeat and murder of a Jedi Knight. A crime which she had been pardoned for in the aftermath of the Last Death Star battle. As had many young surviving imperial officers in the ranks of Deton’s fallen empire. But the fight still haunted her, a thing unforgiven, and something she would take to her grave. Much like her cybernetic arm. A reason to never touch the living force again. “My lady…Grandmaster” She said, her voice taking the dark tone of emotion. “We cannot gamble with lives. The Red and Black will fall. The spaceworks as well. But we cannot pretend that falling starships will not affect the cityscape. Should they bring the Black Scarab into orbit and we have the luck and force to destroy it?” Such a thing could break the moon in half. And kill the millions of inhabitants before they even got a chance to see an explosion. “I suggest we keep the fighting over Nal Hutta, let the debris fall to that rotten and uninhabited world. Not in orbit of Nar Shaddaa. We should strike where they are weakest, but please let us spare the moon. Alive in the captivity of the enemy is better than death. At least for the innocents moonside."
  6. There was a bitterness there that Raven could feel deep within herself. They were both survivors of the long galactic war of Raven’s childhood, and each carried the weight of that war. The grandmaster through her hardset stern expression and gentle lines of age. Raven through her own wounds. A blaster burn in the stomach from Coruscant, a long thin line in her scalp from Piccolo’s vibrosword over the Death Star. But they both carried scars from the most recent wars. The slight twitching in Raven’s biological hand betrayed the intense nerve damage from Sith and Black Sun interrogation. An interrogation the Jedi had fought to rescue her from. Upon reflection. They had more in common than Raven had originally thought. Draygo and Kirlocca were the last remaining Jedi from the era of Starlisk, Durron, and Ara-Lai. While Raven and her Moffs were the last Imperials from the days of Dark, Dagon, and Phillep. A people who could never have imagined that they would be walking arm in arm into a brighter future. Or at least that was the great hope of this Rebel Alliance. So in that reflection she smiled. A smile that very quickly died at the grandmaster’s news. “It was only a matter of time.” They had operated in the open for years out of this backwater world which they had brutally freed from slavers. And such a thing could only escape the Dark Lord’s eye for so long. “I trust your wisdom Grandmaster. You have my fleet and the resources that the imperial side of the Alliance can muster. We will begin the evacuation of the central government and the schools immediately. Followed by the refugees.” It would have to be orderly, otherwise the Sith would know of their panic and exploit it. “Do we have worlds that can take refugees?” There was one, the Bastion, that had been unfound by the Sith in the midst of old Remnant space. “And if you can tell me of these opportunities that you foresee, I am sure my Knights would be most interested.”
  7. “My lady…” The blind inquisitor made a steep bow before Raven, who returned the bow with a polite nod of her head. The Imperial Remnant’s Empress stood and adjusted her uniform which was a dark black admiral’s uniform. THe left breast of which was covered in the thin lines of campaign badges, dating back to before the galactic alliance. The battle of Coruscant, the battle of the spire, The Sith Trinity’s raid at Gala, Csilla, then the last Death Star. Symbols of a long and bitter career. The marks of a long and dreadful defeat. A mark of the work that had been put in to build this Rebel Alliance. A place where long enemies had become friends. But there was honour written in the long lines of ribbons, the honour of an Idea. An Empire of conscience. An egalitarian autocracy. A place of peace for a galaxy that had seen nothing of it in a decade. She adjusted the black glove that fit over her prosthetic arm, a gift from her old master during the reign of the Sith Lords. A gift for which she had paid dearly. “Please show her in.” The Imperial knight bowed again and opened the sliding door. And Raven curtsied in the imperial fashion before extending her hand in greeting. The woman was wearing Knight armour which gave made Raven’s eyebrows raise in confusion. “Welcome Grandmaster, it is a pleasure to finally meet you.”
  8. The empress’s eyebrows raised a millimeter in surprise at the request. “From a Logistics standpoint I would encourage you to use blasters. While this is a diverse group of Rebels I cannot promise you will have access to whatever exotic weaponry you are used to, and Logistics cannot hope to provide you replenishment for the weapons on long deployment.” The message in that was clear. Even if was said in the least harsh way she could think of. The weapons of the outer rim, especially slug throwers and scatterguns, were inadequate for a long war. And she could not afford to have independent operators in a warzone. She had long ago been a part of the Logistics division in Deton’s Empire, before the battle of the last death star, when even young and inexperienced soldiers like her had been thrown into the meat grinder. “Your armour is another story, you may have access to the workshops in the base as well as here on the Misericordia. We have access to most durasteel and plastoid variants, as well as the alchemical resources to make advanced composites. Does that serve?”
  9. The empress stood like a statue in her dark uniform of black and grey. Her eyes reflecting the bright lights and dark shadows of the landing bay in various shades of deep purple. A royal purple, that tyrian purple of the ancient galaxy. She stood in the midst of three guardsmen who dwarfed her height, towering over their empress, as terrifying as Varangians and gentle as the slopes of Naboo. They were Imperial Knights, the fist of the old Remnant. A holdover from the schism and ruin that had befallen the Jedi order little more than five years before. Their faces, much like their empress’s, carried the scars of the long war. Though her’s were hidden under her long gloves and dark crown. The crown was of darkened durasteel, a heavy and yet elegant piece. Forged in the fires of dying Carida. When the old IMperial Worlds rose in rebellion against the ill fated Galactic Alliance as the Sith swept in ruinous abandon over the outer rim. Millions had died in those fires. As Sith warships dropped death from the sky in the form of brilliant green turbolasers. They had sworn their vengeance then, and the Imperials of Carida, now sequestered on the small world of Nar Shaddaa, would have their long victory. They had seen a great alliance fall, they had seen worlds cracked and ruined, they had seen Jedi Knights butchered in the streets of Iziz while the holocameras ate it up like mid afternoon dessert. The Old Empire, that of Deton and Dagon was alive and well, waiting for its time of glory. When they could hunt the Sith Lords into bitter extinction and finally have the peace that had been promised at the end of the last civil war. But this old empire flew the red phoenix of the Rebel Alliance. Not a deception, but a compromise to those that had fled to Nar Shaddaa when Coruscant fell. There would be no more republic with its inbuilt weaknesses of democracy, that was the promise of the crown of steel. But Nar Shaddaa was an example of the egalitarian nature of the new Rebel Alliance, work for all, jobs, and care. But no democracy. At least not yet. The Empress inclined her head in a formal recognition of the Alliance Militia led by Vox and the Jedi Knight who was still in his flight fatigues. She and the Queen embraced, the formal embrace of royalty. Kissing each other on the cheek before the Queen took her place at her side. “Jedi Apprentice Vox and Jedi Knight Jackson.” The Leader of the Rebel Alliance said. Her voice soft but powerful, carrying easily to where both of them stood. “You have done well, you deserve the recognition of the Rebel Alliance. And though we do not have much to offer here on the flagship, I can offer this.” One of the Imperial Knights, a man with a long grey beard and the face of a warrior strode forward to first Vox and then jackson. On each he pinned the Medal of Valor. The ribbon a dark red that contrasted wonderfully with the shining silver of the medal. “You have the thanks of the Rebel Alliance. Vox for rescuing the Queen of the Naboo, and Jackson for the freeing of the Naboo Starfighter wing. You have helped us at much personal cost, for which we are eternally grateful. Now get some rest if you can, there are rooms prepared for you.” She turned to go, but then looked back at Vox. "And Vox, I have heard from our advanced scouts that your Master did survive." She left off the 'Just Barely' for the apprentice would likely have already felt the extent of the wounds of his master.
  10. Nar Shaddaa Space Command hailed the Naboo starship piloted by the Jedi Apprentice Vox and his tribe. “Sir, you have been given landing clearance to reserve bay three on the Misericordia. The Empress wishes to meet you and the Queen of the Naboo. Please make your way there as soon as possible.” The hailing frequency died away. And hailed Jackson and the surviving pilots of Naboo Gold Squadron. “Knight Jackson, you are also bidden to the Misericordia. Thank you.” For even though Naboo had fallen, the Empress would congratulate those that had fought so well.
  11. (((Worldbuilding notes: you will see a lot of references to the Imperial Remnant, an institution that largely no longer exists in name within the Rebel Alliance. However, most of the old imperial families and military that did not experience the disastrous end of the Galactic Alliance still consider themselves as the ‘Imperial Remnant.’ The Rebel Alliance is largely led by these Imperial Families, and the leader of the Rebel Alliance herself is the Empress of the Imperial Remnant. The Rebel Alliance is named such for convenience, and no one should think that should the rebel alliance win their war, that they would return to the democratic institutions that led the Galactic Alliance to its doom. The Imperial Remnant remains a monarchical and authoritarian government.)) Background and the Imperial Diaspora The Imperial Remnant was formed during the waning years of the Galactic Alliance from a small cluster of Ex-Imperial Worlds who saw the rising threat of the Sith in the Galactic Rim and the GA’s inability and disinterest in dealing with the rising tide of evil. A splinter group of the Jedi Order, led by Jedi Master Kyrie joined them in a private crusade against the Sith. Swearing loyalty to the Empress and forming the original Imperial Knights. The Imperial Remnant were naturally one of the first sectors to be targeted in the aftermath of the destruction of the Galactic Alliance, and one by one the Imperial Worlds fell. First Carida, then Kuat. Their populaces dispersed to the dual worlds of Nar Shaddaa and Nal Hutta, which had been conquered by the Imperial Remnant some years before. There the Imperial Government in Exile continued, its once proud Moffs and noble families reduced to little more than subsistence as the Imperial Remnant struggled to survive and incorporate the surviving command structure of the Galactic Alliance to form the Rebel Alliance. This brought many changes to the Imperial Ruling class, and they worked together to help augment what they saw as the last surviving remains of their society. Imperial Government in Exile With very few worlds, there was not a reason to maintain the expensive Moff’s Council, but they maintained their ranks, without salary. Those Moffs and “Imperial Elite” who had long kept their children and heirs from military or Jedi recruitment quickly began to send their force sensitive children to the Imperial Knights, to both serve the remnant of the Empire, and to receive the societal bump that having a family member “in the Knights” would give. Dozens of high imperial families dug deep into their cadet branches, pulling children legitimate and otherwise from high society and universities, and placed them into the Knights. Having buy-in from all imperial families was important for the Empress and the Imperial Knights, so recruitment stipends are paid to imperial families that could provide a child or adult to the Knights. With titles and additional stipends paid to families that could provide more than one. As such the ex Moffs and high Imperial Families, began a long campaign to find and adopt force sensitive children and young adults, give them an ‘imperial’ education and then send them to the knights. Their Role Much as the Jedi Order were the guardians of Democracy in the Old Republic, the Imperial Knights see themselves as the guardians of the people. Their oath binds them to the people of the galaxy through their leader the Empress. As such, they serve with distinction alongside Imperial and Alliance soldiers in an effort to rid the galaxy of the Sith. They search throughout the galaxy to eliminate the evil of the Sith, including within the government structure of the Alliance. The Knights A diverse though mostly humanoid group, the Imperial Knights represent the makeup of the high families and academic institutions of the Remnant. The majority of the original Imperial Knights represented the schismatic Jedi sect that broke off during the Galactic Alliance. Now seen as a representation of the Imperial Remnant within the Rebel Alliance, the newest members of the Knights are mostly human or aliens of higher learning that have been adopted by Imperial Families. The Vow I shall speak no dishonesty, only truth. I shall serve not myself, only others. I shall seek no evil, only honor. I shall follow no false master, only the Empress. I shall suffer no Darkness, only the Light. Classes Imperial Paladin (Jedi Guardian Equivalent) -The archetypical warriors and protectors of the Imperial Knights, the inspiring individuals who follow this path embrace the path of the saber and stand as a bulwark before the people and any threat that would assail them. A few unfortunate enemies have mistaken the Paladin's more focused approach for simplicity, to their regret. Those who challenge one, thinking the honorable warrior will be easily duped, often find themselves instead engaged with a keen mind trained by the best military tutors of the Remnant's most prestigious war colleges. However, despite this training, Paladins avoid taking military command except in the most dire circumstances. They understand the danger their Force abilities pose, as well as their vulnerability to corruption. As such, the muddy, moral grays of military command are not suited to those who must always remain honorable and pure or risk falling to the Dark Side. Imperial Bailiff (Jedi Sentinel Equivalent) -Evolving out of the officials Moffs employed to solve complex legal/political issues, the Imperial Bailiffs are the investigators of the Imperial Knights. Preferring more subtle and even mundane approaches compared to the Paladins or Wardens, the Bailiffs employ a mix of both combat and Force techniques, often with a focus in heightened perception and information gathering. It falls to them to suss out the truth of corruption, and they are quickly called on when the taint of the Dark Side is suspected to be involved. Despite the reputation for cloak-and-dagger that lowlifes have assigned them, Bailiffs are as honorable and dedicated to their oath as any other knight, performing their work dutifully and properly. If they remain unnoticed, that is likely because they are simply that good. Imperial Warden (Jedi Consular Equivalent) -Where the Paladin defends the people of the Imperial Remnant from direct threats to their safety, and the Bailiffs root out the more subtle corruptions of evil and the Dark Side, the Imperial Wardens fight to safeguard the people from the truly strange menaces they could never understand. The sages, seers, and scholars of the Imperial Knights, the Wardens delve deep into the mysteries of the Force, forgoing all but the basics of martial prowess. In place of such training, they spend their time poring over records or in meditation, hoping to gain just a little more understanding of the threats they may face and the tools they'll need to fight them. When tainted sorcery, Force-imbued artifacts, or abominations of the Dark Side are suspected to be involved, it is the Wardens that are called in to bring their knowledge to bear on the situation. Ranks Squire - An apprentice of a Knight. A knight may have several squires, including non force sensitive squires that are there to learn academically from the Knight. Knight - A squire who has shown themselves to be worthy of advancement by a council of nobles Noble - A knight who has shown great valour in battle or equivalent in their field. They carry the prestige of their rank with them. Playing an Imperial Knight It should be noted that playing an imperial knight is not “I want to play a grey jedi” but is instead playing another aspect of the light side of the force. In contrast to the sexless expression of the Jedi seen in the prequel trilogy, An imperial knight is encouraged to have a family and roots within imperial society. In fact an Imperial Knight will likely be the target of a multitude of suitors from rival and allied Imperial Families in order to progress their families interests in court. -Document compiled through the joint work of Delta, Edelmor, Leena, and Kyrie
  12. A long series of flash communications came streaming into the wide sensor dishes that sat in orbit above Nar Shaddaa and Nal Hutta. They were decrypted and sent with priority to officers all over the net. Mobilization orders to reserve fleet elements and special forces units on RR rotation. One message came in for the Moffs council, ordering mobilization of the shipping fleets for use in refugee movement. Another comm came for Beck, loyal servant of the Imperial Remnant. He was to mobilize to assist in the restoration of Mon Calamari, then prepare for action in the deep core. The Rebel Alliance would not stop its momentum, especially as innocent worlds like Naboo fell to the Sith Empire.
  13. They would keep the course, Raven was confident in that now, watching the shields of one of the kyber class star destroyers fail with a flash. The people of Mon Calamari deserved their freedom from Sith oppression. And so the Rebel Fleet would deliver. Taskforce Ensemble 1: Commanded by Raven Nasra Rebel Alliance Fleet Command Flagship |Romanova| KDY-Imperial II-Class Star Destroyer Misericordia |24/27| Axial Weapon Upgrade Pocket Dreadnought Upgrade Advanced Sensor Upgrades Rebel Alliance Precision Strike Carrier Group |Anastasia| Taskforce Experience Veteran (2xp) (Experienced Gained at Kuat III) KDY Pelta-class Frigate Thessalonica |3/3| KDY Pelta-class Frigate Adrianople |3/3| RSD Paladin-class Corvette Thrace |2/1| RSD Paladin-class Corvette Corinth |2/1| SSC Quasar Fire-class Cruiser-Carrier Constantinople |9/9| Royal Hapan Naval Heavy Brawler Escort |Zeeland| Task Force Experience: Veteran (2xp) (Experience Gained at Fondor) O/C-Battle dragon class Cruiser: Victoria |25/35| Taskforce Ensemble 2: Commanded by Mythos Von Howlster Imperial Knight Expeditionary Light Defensive Escort: Suppressing Fire |Phobos| Task Force Experience: Veteran (3 xp) (Experience Gained at Corellia, Kuat III) Star Galleon-Class Frigate Clermonte |3/3| Vengeance-Class Frigate Chartres |0/0| Interceptor-Class Frigate Francorum |0/0| Consular-Class Frigate Tancred |3/3| Sphyrna-Class Corvette Guiscard |2/1| Sphyrna-Class Corvette Dorylaeum |2/1| Paladin-Class Corvette Yağısıyan |1/1| Free Virgilla-Class Corvette Alexandretta |0/0| Rebel Alliance Asset Denial Force [Surgical Strike] |Grek| Taskforce Experience Veteran (2xp) (Experience Gained at Kuat II) Victory I-class Medium Cruiser Adun-Judith |7/9| MC-30c Frigate Adun-Lilianna |0/0| MC-30c Frigate Adun-Arianna |0/0| RSD Paladin-class Corvette Belladonna |0/0| RSD Paladin-class Corvette Foudroyant |0/0| Rebel Alliance Destroyer Group [Turbolasers] |Forn| (Experience Gained at Kuat II) Taskforce Experience Veteran (2xp) Bothan Assault Cruiser Kothlos |9/3| Bothan Assault Cruiser RedRennic |9/9| Taskforce Ensemble 3: Commanded by Mandalore the Bloody Mandalorian Neo-Crusader Destroyer Group [Missiles] |Bes'bev| Task Force Experience: Veteran (2xp) (Experience Gained at Fondor) IPM Neo-Kandosii-class Battleship: Nat’ah |17/25| Mandalorian Neo-Crusader Destroyer Group [Railguns] |Akalenedat| Task Force Experience: Veteran (2xp) (Experience Gained at Fondor) IPM Neo-Kandosii-class Battleship: Xaakzaamheid |11/25| Mandalorian Neo-Crusader Heavy Brawler Escort |Chayaikir| Task Force Experience: Veteran (2xp) (Experience transferred from removed TF) IPM Neo-Kandosii-class Battleship: Oosterwijk |19/35|
  14. Principality of Outremer - Princeté du Outremer A devoted princedom in the outermost reaches of the Expanse. One of the last habitable systems colonized during the Dynastic Era of the Tapani Empire. Like a few other worlds governed by smaller princedoms and noble houses, Outremer and its three noble families firmly rejected the Federalization of the old Empire and kept its dynastic order of government. The population is self sustaining, and even developed enough to maintain a minor shipyards which are supported by the extensive Baradium Mines found in the rocky terrain of the planet. The rugged environment outside the walled cities keeps most of the populace within the boundaries, but many young noblemen journey on hunts of the great megafauna of the southern hemisphere, often taking their household guard and volunteer militias to make a name for themselves. Places of Interest Ruins of Encipia - National Monument to the struggle of the planet against the Old Republic during the Clone Wars. Havari - Capital CIty and spaceport Barad Mining Complex - State funded Baradium mining industry Southern Hemisphere - Megafauna rich zone, uncharted and unexplored as natural resources are rare and unexportable. Main Industries Baradium Mining Hydroponic Farms Historical Timeline 534 BBY Colonization takes place as a joint Venture by Royal Houses Moriès, Anslem, and Aveyron. 480 BBY Colonization steps up as Baradium Ore is found in the mountain ranges of the planet. MegaCorporation Compagnie d’Outremer Formed with unanimous approval from all royal houses. (Now called Barad - Leading supplier of high yield Baradium. Profits split among the houses.) 22 BBY Outremer joins the Confederacy of Independent Systems, citing high taxation and tariffs of exports from the Republic. 19 BBY Republic third fleet bombards the capital city of Encipia reducing the city to ruins. Fighting persists on ground over the baradium mines for the rest of the war. RP History: Represented by a Senator in the Galactic Alliance, until the alliance collapsed. Swore loyalty to the Empress of the Imperial Remnant and now leader of the Rebel Alliance. Military History The Principality maintains a large volunteer military force, which it has deployed in the past to assist in strategic goals within the Expanse. They maintain a pale blue uniform with yellow piping, representing the royal arms of the planet. Soldiers Uniform Reference Image:
  15. The forces around the Ion Cannon Cruiser were eating missiles far faster than the initial estimates had implied. Raven looked to the Admirals but they kept their faces passive. Estimates looked good for the damage inflicted, and the heavy bombers and fighterbombers were conducting their fast restock from the Constantinople. This could turn out better than she expected. Taskforce Ensemble 1: Commanded by Raven Nasra Rebel Alliance Fleet Command Flagship |Romanova| KDY-Imperial II-Class Star Destroyer Misericordia |30/27| Axial Weapon Upgrade Pocket Dreadnought Upgrade Advanced Sensor Upgrades Rebel Alliance Precision Strike Carrier Group |Anastasia| Taskforce Experience Veteran (2xp) (Experienced Gained at Kuat III) KDY Pelta-class Frigate Thessalonica |3/3| KDY Pelta-class Frigate Adrianople |3/3| RSD Paladin-class Corvette Thrace |2/1| RSD Paladin-class Corvette Corinth |2/1| SSC Quasar Fire-class Cruiser-Carrier Constantinople |9/9| Royal Hapan Naval Heavy Brawler Escort |Zeeland| Task Force Experience: Veteran (2xp) (Experience Gained at Fondor) O/C-Battle dragon class Cruiser: Victoria |25/35| Taskforce Ensemble 2: Commanded by Mythos Von Howlster Imperial Knight Expeditionary Light Defensive Escort: Suppressing Fire |Phobos| Task Force Experience: Veteran (3 xp) (Experience Gained at Corellia, Kuat III) Star Galleon-Class Frigate Clermonte |3/3| Vengeance-Class Frigate Chartres |3/3| Interceptor-Class Frigate Francorum |0/0| (Took one bomber damage per attack each then rest of Artillery Strike) Consular-Class Frigate Tancred |3/3| Sphyrna-Class Corvette Guiscard |2/1| Sphyrna-Class Corvette Dorylaeum |2/1| Paladin-Class Corvette Yağısıyan |2/1| Free Virgilla-Class Corvette Alexandretta |2/1| Rebel Alliance Asset Denial Force [Surgical Strike] |Grek| Taskforce Experience Veteran (2xp) (Experience Gained at Kuat II) Victory I-class Medium Cruiser Adun-Judith |9/9| MC-30c Frigate Adun-Lilianna |0/3| MC-30c Frigate Adun-Arianna |0/0| RSD Paladin-class Corvette Belladonna |0/0| RSD Paladin-class Corvette Foudroyant |2/1| Rebel Alliance Destroyer Group [Turbolasers] |Forn| (Experience Gained at Kuat II) Taskforce Experience Veteran (2xp) Bothan Assault Cruiser Kothlos |9/9| Bothan Assault Cruiser RedRennic |9/9| Taskforce Ensemble 3: Commanded by Mandalore the Bloody Mandalorian Neo-Crusader Destroyer Group [Missiles] |Bes'bev| Task Force Experience: Veteran (2xp) (Experience Gained at Fondor) IPM Neo-Kandosii-class Battleship: Nat’ah |22/25| Mandalorian Neo-Crusader Destroyer Group [Railguns] |Akalenedat| Task Force Experience: Veteran (2xp) (Experience Gained at Fondor) IPM Neo-Kandosii-class Battleship: Xaakzaamheid |19/25| Mandalorian Neo-Crusader Heavy Brawler Escort |Chayaikir| Task Force Experience: Veteran (2xp) (Experience transferred from removed TF) IPM Neo-Kandosii-class Battleship: Oosterwijk |19/35|
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