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  1. When Lord Akheron arrived, Captain Hurst gave him a deep bow. While he was technically under another Darth, it wasn't unheard of for some Sith to kill officers for not greeting them properly. "The pleasure is mine, my lord. I'm sure I speak on behalf of the empire when I say that we're glad you've returned." he said, turning and walking beside the Sith. "I assure your, Sir, that Darth Mavanger only knows little. He knows of your deeds, and he, correctly it seems- deduced that you had returned to the galaxy at large. He is a newer Darth, with many battles under his belt for the Empire. He aided in the recent battles over Kuat, as well as an invasion of Corellia. He's a competent tactician, who trusts those under his command. But most importantly, what troops under him love him for, is his ferocity in battle. At each of these invasions he fought on the ground with his troops, leading from the front with a good deal of ability. As for why he sought you out... He's building an army. He has a fleet of warships and a legion of troops, but he lacks support from the other Sith. The only one currently at his side is his former apprentice, Darth Tyra. There were more, but..." Hurst trailed off for a moment, a pained look on his face. "The most recent battle for Kuat claimed many lives. Most of his war council is either dead or have retreated to Onderon and Korriban to lick their wounds, but speakin candidly, it's too late for him to call off the campaign. Too many resources have been requisitioned to end the campaign before any real progress has been made." Hurst's communicator beeped, and he looked at it. "Good news. It seems we've made a beachhead in the outer rim, on Geonosis. If your interest is piqued, I recommend you go there and speak with him personally. There are too many finer details that I either don't know or am not authorized to share at this moment to give you the briefing you deserve." He stopped, turning to the Sith Lord with another bow. "If you'll excuse me, I have many others to petition today, including some very high ranking Sith. You are free to join me, of course, but what you do is your decision. Welcome back to the Sith Empire, Lord."
  2. Mordecai nodded. He had hoped it wouldn't come to this, and while he was glad the Geonosians would kneels, he would not rub salt into their wounds today. "Then I have no choice but to assume that the decision to resist was hers alone." Mordecai said, gesturing towards the corpse of the other Matriarch. "In time, I hope we can move past this bloody business and your people can prosper under my banner. Once your people are finished grieving, start the factories up. They know them best- I will ensure a steady stream of trade and supplies arrive to keep this planet prosperous. I am confident that you will soon understand that while we are here as conquerors, such a business does not always have to have unpleasant ends." With that, he turned and exited, motioning for his troops to follow him. "Stay alert, but hold your fire unless fired upon. Hopefully, the Geonosian matriarch spoke the truth when she said she'd reconsider her actions." One of the troops glancced at him with uncertainty. "And if she didn't?" Mordecai shook his head. "Then we'll wipe them out."
  3. It only took a few minutes before an officer called out. "Sir, there's a signal bouncing around down there. It's activating their factories." "Have they complied?" "Unsure, the power at each is localized. Perhaps the generators? But the power signatures are weaker than we usually see." "Bombs?" another officer asked. Mordecai realized what they were doing. "Ready my shuttle immediately- trace the origin of that signal and relay it to my pilot. I want three task forces watching those Lucrehulks- If they come alive, wipe them out. Get the troops ready for an invasion. The Geonosians may need to be subjugated after all." He hurried off the bridge as his troops scrambled to be invasion-ready. He boarded his craft, the ship's klaxon's blaring through the halls and hangars. It had been months since they'd seen combat at Kuat, but he was no less ready for the battle ahead. He was relieved to see that his personal guard were already aboard, checking gear and loading their weapons. He nodded at them, and looked at the pilot of the transport. "Do you have the signal origin yet?" "We do, my lord. Plotting course now- it will only be a few minutes." With a shudder and a whir the transport came alive, the hydraulic hiss of the exit ramp barely audible until it sealed the shuttle. He felt the shuttle lift off the ground, and he stood defiantly before the ramp. He already knew what would happen. There were only two outcomes to this day- Either the Geonosians destroyed the factories, and their race died with them, or they stopped the sequence, and their race lived on another day. The journey to the source was fast, and silent. When they landed and the shuttle doors opened, he was blasted by heat as his sabers ignited. There were two Geonosian drones standing guard at the entryway before him, and he charged forward. He was on them before they could fire, his sabers a blur as he severed their heads. Thus would be the fate of all who defied his presence. He walked forward with an even pace as his elite rushed forward, blaster fire painting the walls red with its glow as they expertly disposed of any bugs that tried to stand against them. There was some return fire, the Geonosians' sonic weapons claiming the lives of a pair of his troopers who were caught by an ambush in the labyrinthine cave system they now found themselves in. He let the Force lead him, feeling his way forward over the piles of dead Geonosians as they reached a large pair of doors. Half a dozen guards armed with what seemed to be ceremonial armor and electrostaffs rushed forward, and he moved to meet them. The clash was swift and brutal- against the squad of troopers he had brought they would have fared better, but against Mordecai, a trained Sith Lord armed with twin swords of plasma, it was a hopeless gesture of resistance. "Keep the area secure. I will handle this." he said. He could feel a pair of presences beyond the doors. and as he pushed the doors with the Force, they opened, and he entered. He didn't hesitate. As soon as he entered, he killed the closer of the Geonosian matriarchs, her body crumpling to the ground as vapor drifted upwards from the corpse, the smell of burnt insect wafting into the air. "Perhaps there was a miscommunication, good Queen. When I said that I came with an offer, you clearly thought I was jesting. Now, let me be more clear, and do not misunderstand my intentions- I mean to take this world and its factories. If you do not disable whatever self destructive sequence you have begun I will kill you, and then wage the bloodiest war against your people that your legends could only compare to, before rebuilding the factories on the corpses of your species. Now, perhaps you would like to reconsider your decision."
  4. It only took a moment. For years, there had been nothing in the skies of Geonosis save the occasional transport and trading vessel. The planet's massive factories had been mostly quiet for nearly a decade, remnants of when the first Republic had finally died. With a flash of light, however, over a hundred warships jumped in system. Everything from the smallest corvette to the largest Star Destroyer in Mordecai's armada had arrived nearly simultaneously, darkening the planet's skies with their might. Mordecai himself was present on the bridge of the Krayt's Fury, watching the world below with great interest. With him he brought enough troops to subjugate a dozen worlds if needed, and using Geonosis as a beachhead into the rest of the Outer Rim, he planned to do exactly that. Almost a year of planning, training, scavenging and warfare had led to this. His campaign. He could feel his adrenaline pumping, the excitement gnawing at his insides. He broadcast an open signal to those below. "Denizens of Geonosis. I am Darth Mavanger, and I come with an offer. I come to restore your factories, and to establish my base of operations upon your planet. This will happen, for the might of the Sith Empire backs me. You may join me as conquerors, to see your people prosper under my rule and my protection, or as the conquered, your people beaten and subjugated. Converse with your leadership. Assemble your armies. But know that I am not playing a game- if you will not join me I will wipe your cities from this planet and finish what Lord Vader started so many years ago."
  5. As Akheron's vessel jumped into Onderon's system, Captain Hurst's sensors lit up. He'd been keeping an eye on the system's traffic for Darth Mavanger, watching for a certain Sith to arrive. Darth Akheron, he was called. Old blood, from the way his lord had described it, and when he asked the other officers of Mavanger's campaign, he was met with little more than rumors and confusion. Some claimed the returning Lord was a lifelong friend of the Sith. Others claimed a bloody past fraught with mayhem. But true information was scarce, and all he was working off of right now was a few whispers of the returning Lord en route to Onderon. He was ecstatic to find that it was true- he was out of leads, and while Darth Mavanger had yet to execute anyone under his command, he knew there would still be punishment for his failure. But he didn't serve the Sith out of fear. No, he served with patriotism and honor, with the grim acceptance that these were the risks of serving so close to their overlords. It was worth it, he thought to himself, to witness such power. It stokes the fires of war and boosted the morale of those who witnessed such rage brought upon a shared enemy. His views were not shared by all, of course. Some feared the Sith, and when Darth Mavanger had stood defiant before the Dark Lord, he expected the new Lord's head to come clean off. But, in the measured wisdom of the best of the Sith's order, it seemed the Dark Lord had decided to spare the Darth. Still, he had a job to do. Once the vessel was identified, he gather his team, a squad of decorated infantrymen who'd seen fighting throughout the galaxy. He'd personally requested them to accompany him. Mordecai had his honor guard of course, the best of the elite, but the officers of his forces had to protect themselves as well. He keyed the communication device, hailing Lord Akheron's vessel. "My lord Darth Akheron, I am Captain Hurst. Welcome back to Sith space. If it would please you, I would have a word with you on the behalf of Darth Mavanger."
  6. Mavanger

    Kuat

    Mordecai stood waiting, his face hard to read. He was stoic in this moment, watching his apprentice as she approached. His eyes wandered, taking in her posture, her stride. She expected punishment. She would instead receive an earned reward. When she neared him, he held up a hand, signaling her to stop as he stepped forward. He was silent for a while, letting her anticipation build. When he finally spoke, it was but one word. "Kneel." When she did, he continued his approach, and when he reached her, he slowed, moving to the side as he circled her. He noted the fresh robes, the saber that his former master had gifted her. He reached out, grasping the weapon with the force and pulling it to him. When it impacted his hand, he took a moment to inspect the weapon. It was an adequate saber, but nothing elegant. It was a tool of destruction that didn't belong her. "Kahla Zendrin, you never earned this saber. It was gifted to you by another Sith for the mere accomplishment of landing on the sands of Korriban. This is not your weapon. It never was, and it shall never be." he said. Without warning, he tossed the saber into the air, igniting his own saber with a sharp hiss as the plasma ignited, and as he swung, he cut the weapon in half, the two pieces clattering against the ground as steam and smoke rose from the ruined weapon. He let the silence build before speaking again. "It is a shame that your deeds and your victories were not acquired with your own blade." he said, his volume rising as he reached into the satchel at his waist. "For a Sith Warrior such as you or I, our weapon is more than a tool. It is an extension of our body, the means through which we enact our wills." He withdrew his hand from the pouch, revealing a pair of pitch black sabers, which he held out to Kahla. "It is with pride that I rectify this situation. Under my wing you have grown from an Imperial mongrel to a true Sith. I hereby declare you a Sith Lord. Rise, and you shall no longer be Kahla Zendrin, an Imperial traitor. You shall be Darth Tyra, a warrior for the Sith and an instrument of destruction to be wielded against any who would defy the Sith Empire. You fleet is yours to command, though you will always have a place here, amongst my forces. Go forth and wage war in the name of the Sith Empire."
  7. Rebel Alliance Offensive Actions |Kitchener| Attacks |Goliath| (6 damage) |Akalenedat| Attacks |Unforgiving Rebuke| (6 damage) |Bes'bev| Attacks |Unforgiving Rebuke| (4 damage) |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Bombers Inbound on |Goliath| redirected to the |Tradition of Excellence| (2 damage to hull) |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Bombers Inbound on |Goliath| redirected to the |Unforgiving Rebuke| (2 damage to hull) Defensive Actions |Fidelity| continues to escort |Kitchener| |Zeeland| begins to reposition |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Interception (Focused Deployment on |Kitchener|) Sith Empire Offensive Actions Fleet Command (Flagship) attacks |Akalenedat| (6 damage) Stealth Ship [Name Redacted] applies banked damage (3) on |Kitchener| BI on |Kitchener| (3 damage to hull) BI on |Kitchener| (3 damage to hull) Defensive Actions Battle Line Escort: Tradition of Excellence escorts Flagship (Receives 3 Damage from ram) Interception (focused deployment) on Flagship Interception (focused deployment) on Flagship Interception (focused deployment) on Flagship Stealth scans reveal nothing.
  8. Rebel Alliance Offensive Actions |Kitchener| Attacks |Goliath| (6 damage) |Akalenedat| Attacks |Unforgiving Rebuke| (6 damage) |Bes'bev| Attacks |Unforgiving Rebuke| (4 damage) |Taffy-14| Attacks |Unforgiving Rebuke| 2 x Bombers Inbound (6 damage to hull) |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Bombers Inbound on |Goliath| (3 damage to hull) |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Bombers Inbound on |Goliath| (3 damage to hull) Defensive Actions |Fidelity| continues to escort |Kitchener| |Zeeland| continues to escort |Taffy-14| |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Interception (Forward Deployment) Sith Empire Offensive Actions Fleet Command (Flagship) attacks |Akalenedat| (6 damage) BI on |Kitchener| (3 damage to hull) BI on |Kitchener| (3 damage to hull) BI on |Taffy-14| (3 damage to hull) BI on |Taffy-14| (3 damage to hull) BI on |Taffy-14| (3 damage to hull) Defensive Actions Battle Line Escort: Tradition of Excellence escorts Flagship (Receives 3 Damage from ram) Stealth scans reveal nothing.
  9. Mavanger

    Kuat

    After his confrontation with the Dark Lord, Mordecai had returned to his quarters, isolated. There, he ruminated on the events that had transpired. His grief. Another victory robbed of him on the shipyard. The Dark Lord's arrival, and their first meeting. The vengeance that would be his. Darkness clouded his mind in those hours, his only respite being action. But his troops needed to recover, his ships needed repairs, and his allies needed to re-assess their own standings. And so, he stagnated in the mire of his emotions, a black mark on his psyche. He remained in that state for countless hours, unmoving. When he finally emerged, he had steeled himself for the coming battles. Despite his disdain for the political games of the Sith, he was now required to participate, and he had played his opening hand poorly. Now was not the time to make enemies- With Lord Xahl dead and Lady Sirena returning to Korriban, his forces were dwindling. The was hope for the new blood though. The Hutt that had slain a Jedi Master, warranting a personal investigation in the near future. The former Sith Lord that was now seeking retraining with his former apprentice. And Kahla, his own apprentice, who had now survived two battles and defeated her fair share of opponents. It was to her quarters that he now strode, a satchel hanging from his waist. When he reached her door, he did not open it. He could sense her there, and he spoke. "Kahla, report to the bridge immediately. Bring the saber." he said. And then, he strode away, towards the bridge himself. As he walked, he pulled out his communicator, contacting his officers and what remained of his war council, and ordering them to the bridge. It would do them well to witness what was about to happen.
  10. Rebel Alliance Offensive Actions |Kitchener| Attacks |Sergeti| (6 damage) |One| Attacks |Unforgiving Rebuke| (4 damage) |Akalenedat| Attacks |Juggernaut| (6 damage) |Bes'bev| Attacks |Juggernaut| (4 damage) |Taffy-14| Attacks |Unforgiving Rebuke| 2 x Bombers Inbound (6 damage to hull) |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Bombers Inbound on |Unforgiving Rebuke| (3 damage to hull) |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Bombers Inbound on |Goliath| (3 damage) Defensive Actions |Fidelity| attaches to |Kitchener| |Zeeland| continues to escort |Taffy-14| |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Interception (Focused Deployment on |Taffy-14|) Total Damage Received: 4 damage to |One| straight to cruiser from bombers 11 damage to |Taffy-14| 8 damage to |Zeeland| Sith Empire Offensive Actions Fleet Command (Flagship) attacks |One| (6 damage) Assault Lance [Kinetic Ram]: Juggernaught attacks |One| (4 damage) Stealth Ship [Name Redacted] applies banked damage (9) on |Taffy-14| BI on |Taffy-14| (3 damage) BI on |Taffy-14| (3 damage) BI on |One| (3 damage to hull) BI on |One| (3 damage to hull) BI on |One| (3 damage to hull) Defensive Actions Battle Line Escort: Tradition of Excellence escorts Flagship Inter (focused deployment) on |Juggernaut| Inter (focused deployment) on |Juggernaut| Stealth scans reveal nothing. Mod note: Sorry for the delay. Doing all the math for y'all has not only led to a host of mistakes on my end but has also added to the time it takes for me to get these results up considerably. I will no longer be attempting to do that in the hopes that I can start pounding these out much faster- sorry for the inconvenience.
  11. Rebel Alliance Offensive Actions |Kitchener| Attacks |Juggernaut| |One| Attacks |Juggernaut| |Akalenedat| Attacks |Herlov| |Bes'bev| Attacks |Herlov| |Taffy-14| Attacks |Juggernaut| 2 x Bombers Inbound |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Bombers Inbound on |Juggernaut| |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Bombers Inbound on |Goliath| Defensive Actions |Fidelity| detaches from |One| |Zeeland| attaches to |Taffy-14| |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Interception (Focused Deployment on |Taffy-14|) Total Damage Received: 4 damage to |One| straight to cruiser from bombers 11 damage to |Taffy-14| 8 damage to |Zeeland| Sith Empire Offensive Actions Fleet Command (Flagship) attacks |Taffy-14| Assault Lance [Kinetic Ram]: Juggernaught attacks |Taffy-14| BI on |Taffy-14| BI on |Taffy-14| BI on |Taffy-14| BI on |One| BI on |One| Defensive Actions Battle Line Escort: Tradition of Excellence escorts Flagship Inter (focused deployment) on Herlov Inter (focused deployment) on Herlov Herlov escapes Total Damage Received: 3 damage to shields from bombers to |Goliath| 10 damage to |Herlov| (10 from Aklenedat and Besbev) 17 damage to |Juggernaught| (8 from Kitchener and One, 6 straight to hull from bombers) Stealth scans reveal nothing.
  12. Rebel Alliance Offensive Actions |Kitchener| Attacks |Sergeti| |One| Attacks |Wayward Serpent| |Akalenedat| Attacks |Herlov| |Bes'bev| Attacks |Herlov| |Coldstream| Attacks |Herlov| 2 x Bombers inbound |Taffy-14| Attacks |Wayward Serpent| 2 x Bombers Inbound |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Bombers Inbound on |Wayward Serpent| Defensive Actions |Fidelity| Guards |One| |Zeeland| begins to reposition |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Interception (Forward Deployment) |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Interception (Focused Deployment on |Taffy-14|) Total Damage Received: 3 damage to |One| straight to cruiser from kinetic ram 3 damage to |Fidelity| straight to cruiser from kinetic ram 21 damage to |Coldstream| (6 from Flagship, 4+2 to hull from veterancy from the Herlov, 9 from bombers at delayed speed) 4 damage to |Kitchener| Sith Empire Offensive Actions Fleet Command (Flagship) attacks |Coldstream| Sith Empire Destroyer Group [Turbolasers]: Herløv attacks |Coldstream| Assault Lance [Kinetic Ram]: Juggernaught attacks |One| Tactical Support Escort: Wayward Serpent attacks |Kitchener| BI on |Coldstream| BI on |Coldstream| BI on |Coldstream| Defensive Actions Battle Line Escort: Tradition of Excellence escorts Flagship Green Tactical Support Escort: Wayward Serpent escorts Herlov Inter (focused deployment) on Herlov Inter (focused deployment) on Herlov Inter (focused deployment) on Herlov Inter (focused deployment) on Herlov Total Damage Received: 14 damage to |Wayward Serpent|, another 9 directly to hull via bombers. 6 damage to |Sergeti| straight to cruiser from kinetic ram. 6 damage to |Juggernaught| straight to hull from bombers Stealth scans reveal nothing.
  13. Mavanger

    Kuat

    Mordecai listened closely to the Dark Lord's words as he circled them like a shark. The only indication that Mordecai was on high alert in this situation was a hand resting gently on his own lightsaber's hilt, his head tilted to the side as he watched the Dark Lord size them up. Mordecai's own judgement wouldn't be rendered until he saw the Dark Lord in action, but he carried a Sith sword. An admirable weapon. It was a start, for him. Something that indicated the Dark Lord's true self besides words. That he relied on a true weapon spoke highly of him. He listened patiently as the Dark Lord spoke his decree, closing the distance with a single stride. Mordecai stiffened, his muscles coiling to strike if needed. He spoke quietly now- these words were not for those who watched. "Your title and position are owed respect, my Lord. I haven't seen if you're worthy of them, but there will be time aplenty for that on the battlefield. The Sith need a stable leadership more than they need a new Lord. You will face no mutiny from me- not as things stand now, at least. On this, you have my word as a warrior." Mordecai replied, matching the deathly whisper of the Dark Lord. It was the truth- Mordecai had no wish to usurp the Dark Lord in these troubled times. To do so would only weaken the Sith. And perhaps, by the time the Rebels were defeated, Mordecai would be dead, or the Dark Lord of the Sith's worth will have been proven to him. The threat against himself was understandable. It was possible that the Dark Lord saw him as a potential rival. But the threat against his people drove at his anger. He forced himself to remain calm- He would use that anger, but not here. Not now. His voice returning to it's natural tone, he responded publicly to the Dark Lord. "You have my gratitude, my lord. I will see the rebels weakened and crushed under the strength of the Sith Empire, and you will be kept in direct contact with my fleet," his voice lowered a final time, in a sentence meant only for the Spider "and when the bloodshed is over, whether in victory or defeat, I hope you will remember that it was I who mustered these fighters for this cause."
  14. Rebel Alliance Offensive Actions |Kitchener| Attacks |Sergeti| |One| Attacks |Herlov| |Akalenedat| Attacks |Herlov| |Bes'bev| Attacks |Wayward Serpent| |Coldstream| Attacks |Herlov| 2 x Bombers inbound |Taffy-14| Attacks |Goliath| 2 x Bombers Inbound |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Bombers Inbound on |Juggernaut| Defensive Actions |Cabur| Guards |One|, withdraws at the end of this round |Fidelity| Guards |One| (Arrives from last turn) |Zeeland| attaches to |Cabur| |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Interception (Forward Deployment) |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Interception (Focused Deployment on |Coldstream|) Total Damage Received: 4 Damage to |Cabur| 9 damage to |One|'s L'Ouverture from stealth 21 damage to |Coldstream| (6 from Flagship, 4+2 from veterancy from the Herlov, 9 to shields from bombers) 12 damage to |Taffy-14| (6 from kinetic ram, 2 shields+ 4 hull from Bombers inbound) Sith Empire Offensive Actions Fleet Command (Flagship) attacks |Coldstream| Sith Empire Destroyer Group [Turbolasers]: Herløv attacks |Coldstream| Assault Lance [Kinetic Ram]: Juggernaught attacks |Taffy-14| Tactical Support Escort: Wayward Serpent attacks |Cabur| Stealth Ship [Name Redacted] applies banked damage (9) on |One| L'Ouverture BI on |Coldstream| BI on |Coldstream| BI on |Coldstream| BI on |Taffy-14| BI on |Taffy-14| Defensive Actions Battle Line Escort: Tradition of Excellence escorts Flagship Green Tactical Support Escort: Wayward Serpent escorts Precision Strike Carrier Unforgiving Rebuke Inter (focused deployment) on Herlov Interception (Forward Deployment) Total Damage Received: 6 damage to |Wayward Serpent| 3 bomber damage to the shields of |Juggernaut| 18 |Herløv| (12 from Focus Fire, 6 to shield from bombers) 6 bomber damage to the shields of |Goliath| 6 damage to |Sergeti| straight to cruiser from kinetic ram. Mod mistake: I haven't been clarifying that the 2 extra from the Herlov goes straight to the hull of whatever it damages- I feel we are too late in the fight to retroactively fix this, but this will be the case moving forward. I apologize to both sides for the mistake. Hull damage is applied after shield damage, as per the text of the ability. Mod Note: The Kinetic Assault cannot target a specific cruiser- it acts as a separate focus fire pool, but other than that all other damage rules apply.
  15. Mavanger

    Kuat

    Mordecai watched as the crowd parted as the man strode forward. Mordecai knew him immediately- He'd felt this presence before. Once when he was an apprentice aboard the Sith flagship, before his first conflict. He's been victorious that day, claiming the limb of the Jedi padawan that had opposed him. At the time, it had been a great victory, his first battle ending in triumph. He'd not seen the Dark Lord that day, but he had felt him. The second time had been at Corellia- He'd caught merely a glimpse of the Spider that day, dueling a Jedi strike team in the bowels of his ship. Mordecai had come to assist, and had ended up on the wrong floor. He'd only glimpsed the Dark Lord when he'd sent one of the Jedi through a hatch in the floor. Another victory, for Mordecai. But this was his first time meeting the Dark Lord in person. Mordecai stood his ground as the others in the hangar knelt or saluted. He didn't stand in defiance- not yet, at least, but he stood as a matter of politics. He'd heard tales of the Dark Lord, of his powers and exploits, of his conquests in war and in battle. But what Mordecai hadn't done was seen it for himself. An assassin like the Dark Lord would be more than adept at simply pulling strings and leaving the gossiping of the Sith do the rest. His judgement was yet unrendered, but he didn't trust the Dark Lord. "My king." he said simply, giving a polite bow. He would not kneel, but he would not stand in open defiance of this man. Not now, when his wounds were fresh and his mind scattered. His eyes still carried the intensity that they always did, however, as they met the Dark Lord's. He could feel the man's smothering presence, gnawing at his weaknesses, whispering to his grief and rage. He shut it out, lifting his head and straightening his posture. He was dwarfed by the King of the Sith, but it didn't matter. He would not buckled and break at the mere presence of the Dark Lord. "What brings you aboard in our hour of victory?"
  16. Mavanger

    Kuat

    Mordecai stood from where he kneeled over Xahl's body, glancing warily at the Hutt. Another loss- Whatever Xahl had learned had died with him. It meant that he would take matters into his own hands, soon. As the lightsaber clattered against the durasteel plates of the hangar floor, he stared at it. So, the apprentice had kill his first Jedi. Impressive. Normally, such a feat in combination with the eerie energies around the lightsaber would draw no end of suspicion. Right now, however, Mordecai was blinded to such details by his own grief. He was silent, looking for the correct words. It was worthy of praise, but in light of all that had happened this day, he could not muster the words. They were lodged in his throat and his brain tried to tell him to speak. After an excruciating moment, he spoke softly, in a tone that had long since been removed from his vernacular. "Good." Behind the Hutt, Mordecai caught a glimpse of his own apprentice's dropship. Good, then she hadn't joined in Lord Xahl's fate. He strode slowly past the massive slug as she disembarked. There were already medical teams on standby from his own arrival that he had brushed off, but now he motioned them towards her. He knew what had happened before she spoke, he knew the air around her, the glances her troops were giving her. She had failed. No matter. On another day he may have punished her, berated her. For now, he had surprised himself in his gratitude to see her living. He approached, placing a hand on her shoulder. He didn't speak at first, he simply nodded. "Lord Xahl has fallen, Kahla. Come with me." By now news had spread of the Sith Lord's death- Those of Mordecai's entourage, as well as Xahl's own, had come to the hangar to pay their respects to the body of the fallen man. He stepped before the gathering crowd as his personal guards began moving the corpse. Again, silence. And then... rage. The force channeled through a booming voice, his fury evident on his face. "This was the work of the rebels, the heathens who have now struck down your allies and your homes in triplicate! Gaze upon Lord Xahl, one of the strongest among us, and know- we will have our revenge. We will subjugate every world in the outer rim, and any that align with the rebels will know the losses we've faced today. We will raze entire continents if any dare stand before the might of the Sith. Lord Xahl died seeking vengeance for comrades slain, and now his legacy is ours. Gaze upon his body, burn this image into your mind. You may not have known him as I did, but you have all lost people. Family. Friends. Trusted comrades. His legacy of vengeance is our mantle to bear, and we shall use it to burn whole fleets, to genocide entire armies! We are the Sith Resurgent, and the Rebels and their false empress will know each and every name of those she has wronged!" A cheer broke out from the ranks, but it quickly evolved into a roar for vengeance. His personal guard loaded Xahl's body into a transport before exiting, the ramp sealing behind them with a hiss as the hydraulics raised. Remotely, the shuttle slowly lifted from the deck. A soldier in the crowd began a chant- he didn't know it, and he was too far to hear it properly, but it spread like wildfire amongst the troopers as they stomped their boots on the deck and beat their durasteel armor. It quickly became a din of voices and clattering as the shuttle launched out of the hangar, and as it left their view, angled towards Kuat's star, it began to fade away. It was only quiet for a moment though before a soldier pointed at the rebel ships that were beginning to jump away. Another cheer ripped through the crowd, and Mordecai couldn't have asked for a better ending to the simple service. Xahl's death had set the Sith, troopers and otherwise, to their melting point. His speech had shaped them, their goals, their feelings, their hatred. Now, their victory over the rebel fleet had galvanized them in confidence. The Rebels' days were numbered so long as he lived.
  17. Rebel Alliance Offensive Actions |Kitchener| Attacks |Catastrophic Oracle| |One| Attacks |Catastrophic Oracle| |Akalenedat| Attacks |Wayward Serpent| |Bes'bev| Attacks |Wayward Serpent| |Coldstream| Attacks |Juggernaut| 2 x Bombers inbound |Taffy-14| Attacks |Herløv| 2 x Bombers Inbound |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Bombers Inbound on |Goliath| |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Bombers Inbound on |Goliath| Defensive Actions |Cabur| Guards |One| |Fidelity| Guards |One| |Zeeland| detaches from |Coldstream| |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Interception (Forward Deployment) Total Damage Received: 12 Damage to Suppressing Fire |Cabur| 4 Damage to |Fidelity| 6 damage to |One| straight to cruiser from Kinetic Ram 9 damage to |Coldstream| from bombers, 6 to shields, 3 to hull 3 damage to |Taffy-14| from bombers, 2 to shields, 1 to hull Sith Empire Offensive Actions Fleet Command (Flagship) attacks Suppressing Fire |Cabur| Sith Empire Destroyer Group [Turbolasers]: Herløv attacks Suppressing Fire |Cabur| Green Advanced Warfighter Cadre: Catastrophic Oracle attacks Fidelity Assault Lance [Kinetic Ram]: Juggernaught attacks Destroyer Group ONE BI on Royal Hapan Naval Precision Strike Carrier Group |Coldstream| BI on Royal Hapan Naval Precision Strike Carrier Group |Coldstream| BI on Royal Hapan Naval Precision Strike Carrier Group |Coldstream| BI on |Taffy-14| Defensive Actions Battle Line Escort: Tradition of Excellence escorts Flagship Green Tactical Support Escort: Wayward Serpent escorts Precision Strike Carrier Unforgiving Rebuke Inter (focused deployment) on Herlov Inter (focused deployment) on Unforgiving Rebuke Inter (focused deployment) on Juggernaut Advanced Warfighter Cadre: Catastrophic Oracle retreats Total Damage Received: 6 damage to |Catastrophic Oracle| straight to cruiser from Kinetic Ram, 6 damage from Focus Fire 10 damage to |Wayward Serpent| 6 bomber damage to the shields of |Juggernaut| 6 bomber damage to the shields of |Herløv| 6 bomber damage to the shields of |Goliath| Stealth scans reveal nothing.
  18. Mavanger

    Kuat

    Kahla Zendrin vs Kenna Banebridge First, I want to congratulate both of you. This was an excellent duel, with both party's creativity and writing prowess on full display. I fully believe, for the most part, that these are two low-level fighters who just had the misfortune of running into each other on a larger battlefield. Both characters are played excellently, Kahla finally accepting what it means to be a Sith, and Banebridge very much accomplishing what was set out for her in coming off like a rookie, without making her seem incompetent. I know I often talk about how it's hard for me to read very fluffy posts like these, but this duel made it more than worth it. First we'll touch on the only error either of you made (Very well done on both of you, by the way.) In Kahla's final post, the use of mass telekinesis. This is generally a power reserved for master level sorcerers and consulars, and while others can use it, Kahla has no specific training in telekinesis that would make it a viable piece of her kit. Next, the meat of the duel. The attacks and how they are handled. You both did an excellent job of writing believable attacks and treating them like such. Between the hail of fire from Banebridge and the strikes from Kahla as she closed the distance, this is a great example of how to respect your opponent if you out range them, and if they out range you. There was no 'I run backwards and stay out of range', no 'In a single leap I close the distance' type moves, and you both got the opportunity to work with your toolkits to their strengths (And weaknesses). I want to make particular note of the fragmentation grenade and how it was used as a sacrificial leap by Kahla- she took a decent amount of shrapnel, and as a return she got to use that as fuel for her power and it gave her the ability to propel herself forward with the momentum to close the gap. I also want to touch on Banebridge and her reliance on training to get the job done- A more experience soldier would likely be able to come up with a solution to defeat a Sith on the fly, but she's not that. Instead, she buckles down and makes a gamble on her training, specifically, her training against force users such as the Sith. The last post from Kahla is where the duel is decided. The stun blasts are a difficult attack to respectfully acknowledge, and while it's great that Kahla didn't just deflect all of the blasts, she lost one of the most essential pieces of her toolkit as a warrior, her lightsaber. In doing so, she's forced to perform unorthodox attacks. It's handled well, but ultimately the time it takes for her to recover from a stun blast coupled with the loss of her lightsaber puts her at an extreme disadvantage. In conclusion, Kenna Banebridge is victorious over Kahla Zendrin The next post goes to Banebridge, and I urge you to work together on the conclusion, whatever it may be.
  19. Mavanger

    Space

    Kadi nodded as he spoke, though she was concerned in his interest of Vapaad. It was a dangerous form, and more than just a physical mantra. Beyond the use of the blade, it was a mindset, one that if not mastered would easily send him into the endless abyss of the Dark Side. She kept her concerns to herself for now- this wasn't a question to criticize him, merely to gauge his abilities. He seemed capable for a padawan, though mistrusting. She briefly wondered what had caused that mentality in him. That was a question for another day, however. Other than that, it sounded like he'd made good progress, but he still would require proper training. Knowing how to use the force in certain manners was one thing, knowing when and for what purpose was another. There was also the concerns of his attitude- mistrusting, half truths and the like were dangerous for a Jedi. "Then it's settled, I suppose. I will finish your training, and take you on a few missions on behalf of the Jedi council. Afterwards, I can better assess your abilities, where you can improve, and if you're prepared to become a Jedi Knight." She stood, glancing back at the entry to the ship she'd arrived on. He could probably bring his own with them, but she wanted to have a chance to discuss his training with him. Alas, it was not to be. As she opened her mouth to speak, her communicator chirped with an incoming call. "One moment please, Jackson." A voice crackled across the room as she answered the call, fuzzy from poor connection. "Kadi, how's your mission?" It was her old master, calling to check up on her. "Going well. I've found Jackson, and he's agreed to return to the Jedi for further training." "Fantastic!" The voice exclaimed, before trailing off. "There's a system near your last transmitted coordinates, I'm sending it to you now- its star is preparing to go supernova, and the citizens need all the help they can get evacuating. We'd send transports, but there are magnetic anomalies that wreak havoc on larger vessels. Your new task is to take Padawan Jackson with you to help these people evacuate. I'm afraid I can't spend much time catching up- there's something big going on here. I'll tell you more when I know what." There was a small series of beeps, and the call was ended. She looked at Jackson, giving him a shrug. "The work of a Jedi is never finished. I'll transmit the coordinates to you, and we can meet back up in orbit before we begin evacuating." "
  20. Mavanger

    Kuat

    Assigned PC: Kahla Zendrin Task Force Experience: Green (1XP) Harrower-class Dreadnaught Phantom's Spear 9/25 Mobile Disruption Escort: The Net of Hate Assigned PC: Kahla Zendrin Task Force Experience: Green (1XP) Crusader Class Corvette 2/2 Crusader Class Corvette 2/2 Crusader Class Corvette 2/2 Raider II 2/2 Raider II 0/0 Raider II 0/0 Vigil Class Corvette 2/2 Vigil Class Corvette 2/2 Vigil Class Corvette 2/2 Vigil Class Corvette 2/2 Vigil Class Corvette 2/2 Vigil Class Corvette 2/2 Precision Strike Carrier Group: Wings of Glory Assigned PC: Kahla Zendrin Task Force Experience: Green (1XP) Gladiator Star Destroyer Devout Cardinal 9/9 Terminus Class Frigate: Trident of Raxus 0/2 Terminus Class Frigate: Galvanized Spirit 0/0 Terminus Class Frigate: Crimson Crescent 0/0 ~~~~~~~~~~~ Artillery Battery: Incendiary (Vulcan) Commander: Exodus, Inquisitor Barca Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP Onager-Class Artillery Cruiser, God of Cinder |10/20| Imperial II-Class Frigate, Gremlin |0/0| Engineering Support Cluster: Bucket Brigade (Chariot) Commander: Exodus, Inquisitor Barca Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP Providence-Class Carrier, Blood Merchant |9/9| Interceptor-Class Frigate, Maiden |3/3| Interceptor-Class Frigate, Iron Moth |3/3| Interceptor-Class Frigate, Little Wasp |3/3| Raider-Class Corvette, Left Hand |2/1| Raider-Class Corvette, Right Hand |2/1| Heavy Brawler Escort: Hammer and Anvil (Colossus) Commander: Exodus, Inquisitor Barca Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP Gladiator-Class Star Destroyer, Colossus |27/25| Golan I Space Defense Platform |25/25| (GSDP) ~~~~~~~~~~~ Destroyer Group [Missile]: Sith Resurgent Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP Harrower-class Dreadnought Krayt's Fury 16/25 Advanced Warfighter Cadre: Through Power, Victory Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP Interdictor-class Cruiser Korriban’s Retort 9/9 Terminus-class Destroyer Kressh’s Lance 3/3 Gage-class Transport Juggernaut-1 2/1 Gage-class Transport Juggernaut-2 2/1 Gage-class Transport Juggernaut-3 2/1 Gage-class Transport Juggernaut-4 2/1 Shadow Warfare Pod: Shadow of Dread Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP Interdictor Cruiser Sadow's Wrath 9/9
  21. Rebel Alliance Offensive Actions |Kitchener| Attacks |Promised Razor| |One| Attacks |Promised Razor| |Akalenedat| Attacks |Temple of Vipers| |Bes'bev| Attacks |Temple of Vipers| |Coldstream| Attacks |Prodigious| 2 x Bombers inbound |Taffy-14| Attacks |Herløv| 2 x Bombers Inbound |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Bombers Inbound on |Goliath| |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Bombers Inbound on |Goliath| Defensive Actions |Cabur| Guards |One| |Fidelity| Guards |Taffy-14| |Zeeland| Guards |Coldstream| |Fleet Commander Starfighter Action| Interception (Forward Deployment) Total Damage Received: 10 Damage to Suppressing Fire |Cabur| 4 Damage to |Fidelity|, 9 bomber damage redirected to shields 6 damage to |One| straight to cruiser from Kinetic Ram Sith Empire Offensive Actions Fleet Command (Flagship) attacks Suppressing Fire |Cabur| Sith Empire Destroyer Group [Turbolasers]: Herløv attacks Suppressing Fire |Cabur| Green Advanced Warfighter Cadre: Catastrophic Oracle attacks Fidelity Assault Lance [Kinetic Ram]: Juggernaught attacks Destroyer Group ONE BI on Fidelity BI on Fidelity BI on Fidelity Defensive Actions Battle Line Escort: Tradition of Excellence attaches to Flagship Green Tactical Support Escort: Wayward Serpent attaches to Precision Strike Carrier Unforgiving Rebuke Inter (focused deployment) on Flagship Inter (focused deployment) on Herlov Inter (focused deployment) on Unforgiving Rebuke Inter (focused deployment) on Juggernaut Total Damage Received: 6 damage to |Promised Razor| straight to cruiser from Kinetic Ram, 6 damage from Focus Fire 10 damage to |Temple of Vipers| 6 bomber damage to the shield of |Juggernaut| 6 bomber damage to the shield of |Herløv| 6 bomber damage to the shield of |Goliath| Stealth scans reveal nothing.
  22. Mavanger

    Kuat

    Destroyer Group [Missile]: Sith Resurgent Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP Harrower-class Dreadnought Krayt's Fury 19/25 Advanced Warfighter Cadre: Through Power, Victory Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP Interdictor-class Cruiser Korriban’s Retort 9/9 Terminus-class Destroyer Kressh’s Lance 3/3 Gage-class Transport Juggernaut-1 2/1 Gage-class Transport Juggernaut-2 2/1 Gage-class Transport Juggernaut-3 2/1 Gage-class Transport Juggernaut-4 2/1 Shadow Warfare Pod: Shadow of Dread Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP Interdictor Cruiser Sadow's Wrath 9/9 FLEET COMMANDER EXODUS Artillery Battery: Incendiary (Vulcan) Commander: Exodus, Inquisitor Barca Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP Onager-Class Artillery Cruiser, God of Cinder |10/20| Imperial II-Class Frigate, Gremlin |0/0| Engineering Support Cluster: Bucket Brigade (Chariot) Commander: Exodus, Inquisitor Barca Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP Providence-Class Carrier, Blood Merchant |9/9| Interceptor-Class Frigate, Maiden |3/3| Interceptor-Class Frigate, Iron Moth |3/3| Interceptor-Class Frigate, Little Wasp |3/3| Raider-Class Corvette, Left Hand |2/1| Raider-Class Corvette, Right Hand |2/1| Heavy Brawler Escort: Hammer and Anvil (Colossus) Commander: Exodus, Inquisitor Barca Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP Gladiator-Class Star Destroyer, Colossus |35/25| Golan I Space Defense Platform |25/25| (GSDP) Destroyer Group [Rail guns]: Phantom's Spear Assigned PC: Kahla Zendrin Task Force Experience: Green (1XP) Harrower-class Dreadnaught Phantom's Spear 19/25 Mobile Disruption Escort: The Net of Hate Assigned PC: Kahla Zendrin Task Force Experience: Green (1XP) Crusader Class Corvette 2/2 Crusader Class Corvette 2/2 Crusader Class Corvette 2/2 Raider II 2/2 Raider II 2/2 Raider II 0/0 Vigil Class Corvette 2/2 Vigil Class Corvette 2/2 Vigil Class Corvette 2/2 Vigil Class Corvette 2/2 Vigil Class Corvette 2/2 Vigil Class Corvette 2/2 Precision Strike Carrier Group: Wings of Glory Assigned PC: Kahla Zendrin Task Force Experience: Green (1XP) Gladiator Star Destroyer Devout Cardinal 9/9 Terminus Class Frigate: Trident of Raxus 3/3 Terminus Class Frigate: Galvanized Spirit 3/3 Terminus Class Frigate: Crimson Crescent 0/2
  23. Mavanger

    Kuat

    The dropship shuddered as it neared the hangar. The Krayt's Fury was in the midst of an engagement with the Rebel fleet, and it showed. Fighters and bombers streamed through the stacked hangars of the Harrower, and as Mordecai maneuvered his shuttle to the lower hangar, he could see troops streaming past his Honor Guard into their own shuttles and starfighters. He wasn't an expert pilot, far from it, but he'd landed on Korriban at the beginning of this journey. It was fitting that he landed his shuttle now, as an end to Lord Xahl's. As the shuttle's landing gears locked into place and the rear of the shuttle split open to reveal its contents, he stood. Moving from the pilot's seat, he carefully lifted Xahl once more. His brother, the first true family he'd had since he defected. His steps bore a weight beyond that of his physical body, sounding off through the hangar with the intensity of his grief. Sergeant Yolan, the man in charge of his guards, shouted a command, and they moved from a rest to attention, before giving a crisp line of salutes. He walked forward, flanked by the elite fighters of his powerbase, his presence carrying a looming darkness with him that all could feel. He wish he could tell Xahl that he'd had his vengeance in the end, but he hadn't. Not yet. Not until the Rebels and their Imperial allies had been wiped off the face of the Galaxy. He's kill Hunan for this. Then Cassandra and Ismael, and then the damnable leader of their order, Kyrie. None would survive his wrath. none would dare stand against him now- if they did, he would kill them himself. The time for mercy was over. His crusade renewed, he vowed vengeance of his own. This wouldn't stop until he had the False Empress Raven's head at his feet, severed by his saber. Captain Maran was yet to appear- he was still needed to command the fleet. Grief wasn't a luxury that the Captain could afford right now. He would break the news to the rest of his commanders in time- for now, he suffered alone, his soul isolated from anything that could possibly save him. There was little goodness left in his heart. His stoic facade was crumbling, and his control of his emotions, prized within as the iron chain he used to control the Force, was rusting. With each step, his hatred grew. Everywhere he turned, the Excorcists would stand in his way. They stopped his ascension at Borleais and scarred him permanently. In the last battle of Kuat, they stood against him once more, Cassandra taunting him with her escape. And now, again, one of their knights slipped through his grasp after slaying Lord Xahl. He vowed revenge against them all.
  24. Mavanger

    Kuat

    Mordecai had won. Or so he thought. The Lasat fell to his kick, his knee shattered, but before Mordecai could sate his bloodlust his attention was drawn to an ear-piercing cacophony above him. He glanced up just in time to see the slagged remains of a turret rocketing towards him. He sneered, darting back and out of the way as the hulk of metal tore through the durasteel floor and into the hangar below. Snarling, he glanced up at the knight who nearly killed him, charging the wounded fighter. His chance was over, though. The turret aboard the dropship swiveled to face him, firing his direction. The explosion beneath him sent him tumbling towards where he'd made his entrance, and as he stood, he saw the rebel troopers rallied, pouring from the safety of their dropship with a hail of blaster fire. This, combined with the newest set of burns from his most recently survived explosions, meant that he couldn't finish the Inquisitor. He roared with frustration as a second volley forced him into cover, the hangar shaking with the explosions. The victory had been his, he's defeated the Knight, he'd been ready to claim the fool's head. And now, it was stolen from him. Rage filled his soul even as Sith reinforcements arrived to battle the Rebels. It didn't matter- by now, Hunan would have retreated with the help of his forces. Even he couldn't fight through those forces fast enough. Instead, he glanced back at Xahl's corpse. It wasn't smoking anymore, but the awkward angle at which the body lay told him everything he needed to know- Xahl was dead. He limped to the man's corpse, picking up his lightsaber and placing it in the dead Sith's hand. He lifted Xahl's body in his arms, grief coming over him. Xahl had been more a mentor to him than any other Sith, and after his ascension to Lord, had been like a brother to him. His own family had cast him out, and yet, amongst the Sith, he had found a true family. Lord Valinor, Lord Xahl, Captain Maran. Even Kahla, his apprentice, had earned his respect. And now, he'd lost one of those bonds. Before, his snarls and battlecries had been out of rage and anger. But now, as he held his fallen brother, he let out a wail of grief and loss. Tears fell, the first time he'd genuinely wept since his induction unto the Sith. When he'd left his family, his heart was hardened. When he'd killed his former allies and friends on his arrival to Korriban, his heart had been hardened. With every victory and defeat he'd remained stoic and strong before his allies and enemies. He stood, hefting the corpse with him as he walked towards the shuttle they'd arrived on. He would not leave Xahl surrounded by rebel scum, discarded on the hangar floor like an expendable slave. With a hiss, the shuttle sealed behind him. He gently laid Xahl's body on the ground, moving to the pilot's seat. He keyed the comms, his voice quiet. "Captain Maran, prepare the hangar. Retrieve my honor guard. Lord Xahl has fallen. He will receive the honors he is due."
  25. Mavanger

    Kuat

    Mordecai, while smaller, was build like a tank. In heavy durasteel armor, he was already large for a human, and with the Force bolstering his endurance, he was hard to stop. His bicep was lacerated by the saber strike, and as he pivoted to avoid the strike to his kidney one of the Tonfas just ever so lightly grazed his face, leaving an angry red welt across his features, something that was sure to add to his plethora of scars. the fourth blow was blocked by his saber, and he continued to press. It wasn't lost on him that his opponent was trying to control the environment around him, though to what end he didn't know. It didn't matter- he would kill the knight here and now in a final combination of blows. He flourished briefly before diving back into the combat. His pain drove him, and he embraced it. What was a normal man's grievous injury was his flesh wound. The pain drove him, kept him on his toes. It fed into his anger, with further strengthened his blows and heightened his senses as he relied less and less on practiced maneuvers and more on the raw power of the Dark Side. He snarled, his first two blows aimed squarely at the Lasat's head. His third was a Force empowered kick from his durasteel-coated boot towards Hunan's kneecap, intending to snap it. He followed up with a furious strike from his right saber, intended to sever an arm, before finally swinging both blades in brutal tandem towards the Lasat's abdomen, seeking to cut the Knight in half, This was it. The final strike, positioning himself where the Dropship couldn't shoot him without hitting Hunan. The culmination of his brutal frenzy- He'd defeated Jedi and Imperials with less- This was the culmination of his abilities, his each move augmented with the Force, the lightsabers in his hands extensions of himself, as he drew on his rage, his pain, his grief. Rage at the gall of these Imperials to dare strike at Kuat yet again. The pain from the injuries received during this duel. Grief at his friend's death. And one more emotion. One deeper, more carnal. One that drove him to battle any chance he got. Bloodlust. ((3))
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