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Sith Fleet under Command of Qaela

Sith Empire Destroyer Group [Turbolasers]: Focus Fire

Assigned PC: Qaela

Task Force Experience: Green, 2XP

Assigned Callsign: Herløv

Kyber class Star Destroyer Herløv (20/20)

 

Sith Empire Destroyer Group [Missiles]: Focus Fire

Assigned PC: Qaela

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Assigned Callsign: Lightsbane

Imperial II class Star Destroyer Lightsbane (14/20)

 

Sith Empire Rapid Intervention Escort: Deadly Response

Assigned PC: Qaela

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Assigned Callsign: Glutton's Shadow

Neutron Star-Class Bulk Cruiser Shadow's Sleight (9/9)

Gladiator II-Class Star Destroyer Gleeful Glutton (1/9)

 

 

Sith Fleet under Command of Nok

Heavy Brawler Escort: Hammer and Anvil

Assigned PC: Nok Morliss (commanded by NPC Jaden Jorus)

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Bulwark Mark II Black Bracer (20/30)

 

Destroyer Group (Missiles): Focus Fire

Assigned PC: Nok Morliss (commanded by NPC Jaden Jorus)

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Captor-class Heavy Munitions Cruiser Moon Beetle (9/9)

Captor-class Heavy Munitions Cruiser The Broken Bullet (9/9)

 

Covert Strike Force: Silent Hunters

Assigned PC: Nok Morliss (commanded by NPC Jaden Jorus)

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Nova-class Battle Cruiser Our Velvet Ire (9/9)

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Qaela's Fleet, In Battle

 

War was a glorious thing. It culled the weak and honed the strong. While war could sometimes be wasteful, in the right hands, it was the conflict necessary for life to continue and to account for nature's predator and prey mentality that being sentient had largely eliminated from the equation. Seeing the enemy corvettes explode before her as they tried to attack her flagship was a thing of beauty. Feeling the deaths of those scores upon scores of beings was but a trickle of the greater flood of carnage that was soon to come. She was pleased to see none of her own ships explode, though the Gleeful Glutton's shields took so much fire they were on the verge of collapse. The smaller destroyer had a purpose, and it was in shielding her own flagship from the focused enemy fire that lit up space between their two fleets. It might be callous, but she understood that even among the strong, the pawns had to fall so that the queen could continue to direct the larger fight.

 

News of enemy raiders landing among the shipyards was of concern to her, so she ordered the assault shuttles from her own fleet to launch with their compliments to aid in the defense of the Sith Empire's future fleet. The army that was planning on invading the Corellian System wasn't with them, but rather had remained in deep space safely out of the way. Attempting to call them would be difficult with the jamming, but she also didn't want them jumping to Kuat in the middle of a fight where they could take tremendous losses. Losing troops in ground combat against other enemy soldiers was honorable and glorious, but losing a defenseless ship full of troops in space was shameful and humiliating.

 

It was best to defeat this fleet and then deal with whatever the Rebels were planning on the Shipyards, so she gave further orders and her mighty ships adapted and continued the battle in earnest.


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Rebel Alliance Imperial Gunrunners 

Hit and Run Tactics

 

REBOUNDS

CR92a Assassin Class Corvette: Rebound |1/1|

Crusader Class Corvette: Lifeblood 3 |2/1|

Crusader Class Corvette: Lifeblood 4 |2/1|

Crusader Class Corvette: Lifeblood 5 |2/1|

RAVAGERS
Raider Class Corvette: Ravager 6 |2/1|

Raider Class Corvette: Ravager 7 |2/1|

Raider Class Corvette: Ravager 9 DESTROYED

Raider Class Corvette: Ravager 2 DESTROYED

KEEPERS

Raider Class Corvette: Keeper 1 DESTROYED

Raider Class Corvette: Keeper 2 DESTROYED

Raider Class Corvette: Keeper 3 DESTROYED

Raider Class Corvette: Keeper 5 DESTROYED


 

Rebal Alliance Reborn Allegiance

Destroyer Group: Focus Fire - Turbolasers


JUSTICE

Hammerhead Class Cruiser: Divine Justice |1/9|

BIKADINIR
Mandalorian Cruiser: Bikadinir |9/9|

 

Rebel Alliance BloodSteele

Medical / Engineering Task Force

Experience: Green


RESPITE

EF76 Nebulon-B Escort Frigate: Merciful Touch |3/3|

EF76 Nebulon-B Escort Frigate: Raven’s Touch |3/3|

RESCUERS

Zebulon-B Frigate: Mecha Metal |3/3|

Nargi-class Pursuit Frigate: Watchman |3/3|

Corellian Rescue Frigate: Majesty |3/3|

Corellian Rescue Frigate: Majestic |3/3|

 

___________________________
 

It was but a moment before enemy fire spewed forth towards them, explosions rocked the Rebound. Kolchak’s lips pressed tight as the loss of ship after ship was announced across the bridge.


Keeping his face straight ahead, the Vice Admiral’s eyes looked left and right taking in his crew. They showed no signs of letting up. Instead, their jovial attitudes replaced by a dark hunger.

 

Captain Jobes did not even ask for orders. The attack was pressed and it was his ship.

 

Turning to the comms officer, Kolchak spoke an order, his voice rigid and cold “Raiding parties must be given fighting chance. Order fleet to press ze attack. All targets authorized. Show zem might of Empress.”

 

 

Edited by Leena Kil

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Lord Fahren knew when to press his advantage. Once, twice he had scored her body. Once a fluke, twice an underestimation of his skill. When she sidestepped, he shoved Mordecai out of the way- the bumbling apprentice would not stand in the way of this achievement. He had many kills under his belt, and this would be the one that propelled him to his title of Darth. He would make sure of it. He saw her hand, moving to catch it at the wrist with his own and his other swung for her raised arm. Only once he made contact did he realize his mistake, the Force tearing down his arm in an excruciating wave that boiled his blood and seemed to cook his flesh. He only survived as long as he did due to the point of contact. His swing continued- if he were to die here, this would instead be his act of vengeance. An arm for an arm, a death for a death.

 

Mordecai stumbled, the other sith's shove unintentionally pushing him from the path of the exorcism. He swung around, watching with disgusted horror as the Pretender worked her despicable sorcery. The sight of it, the smell of burning flesh. His own scalp tingled as he was pushed over the edge that he'd been precariously teetering over the entire fight. He rushed her, aiming to cleave her in two, and with both arms occupied, he was confident as he let out a roar of rage, using the very last of his strength. She'd cast her last sorcery. Killed her last Sith, too, it seemed.

 

Lord Xahl, left unattended the entire battle, had waited for the perfect moment, and had spotted it at the same time as the apprentice. One arm raised, and another mid-cast. His nose began to bleed, and the crimson liquid spashed against the durasteel ground as he overtaxed himself. The pain, the anger, the hatred, the rage, the fury of it all. He pulled on it all with practiced finesse, ozone filling the air as electricity cackled in a hand. In the other, his lightsaber flew from his grasp as he threw it, ignited, towards her raised arm. A second before it collided, he unleashed the fury of a storm, lighting arcing between himself and the Excorcist.

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Asset Denial Force: Surgical Strike

Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Victory II Cruiser Wyvern 9/9

Lancer Frigate Dark Hand 3/3 

Tartan Corvette TC-64523 2/1
Tartan Corvette TC-64524 2/1
Tartan Corvette TC-64525 2/1
Tartan Corvette TC-64526 2/1

 

Electronic Warfare Pod: Information Control

Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Acclamator II Cruiser Shroud of Darkness 9/9

Pelta Class Frigate Deceiver 3/3

Thranta Corvette TH-78143

Thranta Corvette TH-78144

Thranta Corvette TH-78145

Thranta Corvette TH-78146

 

Covert Strike Force: Silent Hunters

Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Strike Class Cruiser Coalescent Fury 9/9

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"Woo! Yeah! How's it feel when the sky falls on you Kolchak?! Hope you've made your peace, cause it's Judgement Day you karking starch-sucker, and this time I get to be the undertaker!"


Jorus looked around at the staring officers and bridge crew.


"Oh I'm sorry, should I postpone the battle for vespers? Watch your kriffing stations! Damage reports people, give me damage reports!"


The crew, jolted back into action by their commander's vocal whip crack, rattled off data. The missile salvo had successfully pummeled the Divine Justice, and now its shields were holding on by a thread. Apparently the Black Bracer had been too unappealing a target to engage (or just not worth the ammo), and so Jorus's ships had gone unmolested as they closed in. In a few more minutes they'd cut those rebels off and turn them into blood and slag.

"Adjust formation per my instructions and advance," he said as he keyed vectors into the command console. "Fire salvo on my command." He grinned. "Glory to Varaka."

The crew exploded in a roar. Jorus hadn't heard cheers that excited for the six pod crash of the Nal Hutta Championship Podrace 12 years ago.

"...Fire!"
 

Edited by Nok Morliss

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Rebel Alliance Precision Strike Carrier Group

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Besh

TSC-Tapani Class Frigate Deton-Rusic |3/3|

TSC-Tapani Class Frigate Admiral-Fish |3/3|

Fresh

DP20 Corvette Bel-Ilbis |2/1|

DP20 Corvette Mothma |2/1|

DP20 Corvette Skywalker |2/1|

DP20 Corvette Tarkin |2/1|

Cherek

KDY Ton-Falk-Class cruiser-carrier Ghost of Carida |9/9|

 

Rebel Alliance Covert Strike Force

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Dorn

Victory I-class Medium Cruiser Ancillary Justice |9/9|

 

Rebel Alliance Fleet Command Flagship

Taskforce Experience Green

Under command of Admiral Valiston Alekseyev - Imperial Knight

- Assigned Callsign - 

Aurek

KDY-Imperial II-Class Star Destroyer Misericordia |20/20|

Axial Weapon Upgrade

 

Raven sat in her chair of rank, along side the admiral of the fleets and said a silent prayer for the brave men and women of the Alliance Hellriders. Who were sacrificing themselves so that the rebel alliance could live on. 

 

 

And then came the remnants of the Rebel Alliance Combined fleet, which had gathered near Kothlis, Their commander burning their hyperdrives to the max to get to Kuat in time to support the allied offensive. 

 


Note: These New Taskforces are under the command of @Nikolai Kolchak when Mavengers units come online. 

Spoiler

 

Rebel Alliance Destroyer Group [Turbolasers]

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Esk

Bothan Assault Cruiser Nyrtal |9/9|

Bothan Assault Cruiser Syndic |9/9|

 

Rebel Alliance Destroyer Group [Turbolasers]

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Forn

Bothan Assault Cruiser Kothlos |9/9|

Bothan Assault Cruiser RedRennic |9/9|

 

Rebel Alliance Asset Denial Force [Surgical Strike]

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Grek

Victory I-class Medium Cruiser Adun-Judith |9/9|

Isk

MC-30c Frigate Adun-Lilianna |3/3|

MC-30c Frigate Adun-Arianna |3/3|

MC-30c Frigate Adun-Michelle |3/3|

 

 


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Pretender to the Galactic Throne

Co-Leader of the Rebel Alliance

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Ruling for Duel: Mordecai vs. Cassandra (Imperial Knights Master NPC)

 

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First of all, my only complaint in all this is Mordecai hasn't really updated his character sheet in a bit. But, that being said, it wound up not having any bearing on the duel, because it was so well written that I almost didn't have to go anywhere and check if x, y, or z was plausible (except where Mordecai got the Sith Lords, but it's reasonable they wouldn't have been on his sheet so again moot point). That alone should speak volumes of the quality of both of your writing.

The tactics as well were very cinematic, not incredibly over the top (throwing the lambda wing might have been a bit much in some parts of canon but we see some FU's pulling off crazy stunts in other parts of canon and the attack was dealt with well, so it stands). Both of you were very visual with both the actions happening, as well as the personalities of these NPCs that were likely created for this fight, or at the least may have not had much of a personality prior to this.

 

That being said, at this point the duel is ending in a tie, and here's why. Mordecai posted his own NPC shoving him out of the way to save Mordecai from an attack, and while I love that, I think turnabout is fair play. The lightning that Lord Xahl summoned hits Cassandra, knocking her away from Mordecai's strikes. This is not a fatal blow, but enough to seriously impact her combat readiness, narration depending on Cassandra. Lord Xahl is either dead or too exhausted from this attack to be of much use after this, narration depending on Mordecai.

Cassandra gets next post. From here, you two can either add another post onto the end of this duel if you intend to finish it that way and have me rule on those posts, or there is a break in the battle where Mordecai might escape the other assembled forces of the Imperial Knights on the front line, as obviously may Raven versus the onslaught of invading Sith forces.

For now, there is a lull in the battle, a kind of "dust is clearing" moment that you both may use to extract yourselves from the situation if you don't want to roll the dice on another ruling, yielding the location to the other's narration.

Also, final mention to try to add to the gravity of how rare I decide a duel ends in a tie. This battle belongs in a book somewhere, and would have me biting my nails as I flipped to the next page to see how it ended. You both should be proud, and should consider becoming self published authors. We need storytellers with skills like this for the next generations.

 

Edited by Ary the Grey

Immediately reachable by  charlesjhall@gmail.com

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The lightning hit her hard. She could see its wispy form reeling through the force towards her a moment before it hit and knew that she had kept the lightsabre too high. The arcing embodiment of the darkside struck under her raised arm and a searing pain shot through her body. There was little she could do of course, other than wait for the convulsions play themselves out and begin to meditate again on the force, willing her muscles to slow. But she was very lucky, and she knew it. The lightning could have arced through her heart, but had only gone down one side of her body, and though she couldn’t see the effect other than through the force, she knew her foot, which had been firmly planted on the durasteel decking, had passed the lightning through it and into the ship itself. The sole of her boot had boiled away and the acrid smell of burned and vulcanized rubber bit at her nostrils. 

 

As she struggled to her knees, her arm still thrashing about from the electric blast through her nervous system, her senses slowly came back to her. Firstly came her sense of smell, already filled with the smells of the charred boots, now mixing with the smell of seared flesh which could have been hers or the Sith Lords who had been hit by the holy exorcism. She gulped a breath of air to steady herself. And the throbbing humm in her ears was replaced by the shouts and blasterfire of a close engagement. Then at last came her balance, and she shook her head, but before she could get fully up, two strong hands grasped her and a harsh voice whispered in her ear. 

 

“The chronometer is beeping commander. We have run out of time. Now lets help you back to the shuttle.” The strong hands pulled her firmly back from where she could sense the Sith Apprentice recovering. She grinned and nodded. 

 

“Then let us be gone, commander, this is a loss. We have been repulsed and there is little doubt that they knew we were coming.”


She lifted her sabre in a solemn salute to the Sith, and shrugging off her helpers, walked to the shuttle which whisked her back to the Misericordia.


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Cassandra Vinalian - Exorcist -  Champion for Empress Raven Nasra

 

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Lord Fahren's body fell to the ground, the sith lord's skin blistered and burned. He was dead, his last moments spent in agony as the exorcism ripped through his body, made all the more potent by his desperate attempt to stave off the damage with the dark side. Wisps of smoke and steam rose from the corpse, a solemn warning to any that thought to engage the Exorcist as she retreated. Lord Xahl didn't fare better by much, stumbling and falling to his knees after a moment of sadistic glee as he reveled in his success. He coughed, spewing bile and blood as he did so.

 

The cost had been high.

 

Most of the Sith troops had fallen in the fighting, with only scattered troops in the condition to engage the retreating rebels. Mordecai knew his failure. He watched with seething hatred as the battered and bloody Master retreated from the battle. In the time it had taken him to recover for his overextension at Xahl's hand, she'd risen again and fallen in bewtween her bodyguards. Normally, he would have pressed the advantage. But he was injured, and with Lord Fahren dead and Lord Xahl unable to fight, he simply watch with helpless fury as she took her leave, her salute only serving to salt his emotions.

 

His troops scattered and heavily damaged, they couldn't press after her. But they'd taken the hanger, and he could see his own fleet now, dozens of transports departing to board the Subservience and continue the fight. The battle here was over. His fleet needed his orders. With one last longing glance at the Master and the violence that he sought to inflict upon her, he boarded the craft he'd arrived on, Xahl stumbling behind him.

 

The troops who were just landing would have a long fight ahead of them. The rebels were entrenched and knew the ship better than his own did- they'd built it. But he'd done what he set out to do, securing the hangar.


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Round Two Results:

 

Defensive Actions

The Glutton's Shadow rapid intervention task force continues to support the Herlov.

 

Black Bracer heavy brawler task force moves to support the Herlov.

 

Sith starfighters move into intercept positions around the Herlov/Glutton's Shadow and the Moon Beetle/Broken Bullet.

 

Offensive actions

The Herlov and Lightsbane continue to target the Imperial Gunrunners, with the Glutton’s Shadow choosing to ignore the Hellriders this time. This reduces the Imperial Gunrunners to three corvettes, with one of them at no shields. The Imperial Gunrunners are considered to have suffered heavy losses at this point. (Two capital ships focusing fire for six damage each, minus two from attacking the same target.)

 

The Reborn Allegiance destroyer group continues to target the Herlov and its escorts, with support from the Imperial Gunrunners. The Glutton's Shadow continues to intercept the attack, but this time does not benefit from its damage reduction ability, and the ships additionally take three hull damage from the Hellriders. This destroys the Gleeful Glutton and damages the Shadow’s Sleight, leaving it at 8/9. Glutton's Shadow is now considered to have suffered heavy losses (Two cruisers focusing fire for four damage each, plus three hull damage from the Hellriders.)

 

The Misercordia brings its axial laser to bear on the Lightsbane, which is currently unprotected. The Lightsbane takes six damage to shields, leaving it at 8/20. (One capital ship focus firing on a target with no escort.)

 

The Broken Bullet and Moon Beetle focus fire on the Reborn Allegiance destroyer group, dealing eight damage to the Divine Justice's shields and hull, leaving it at 0/2. (Two cruisers focusing fire for four damage each, with no modifiers)

 

Rebel starfighters begin a bombing run on the Herlov but are thwarted by interceptors.

 

EWar

 

Scanning on both sides is inconclusive.


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Rebel Alliance Imperial Gunrunners 

Hit and Run Tactics

 

REBOUNDS

CR92a Assassin Class Corvette: Rebound |0/1|

Crusader Class Corvette: Lifeblood 3 |2/1|

Crusader Class Corvette: Lifeblood 4 |2/1|

Crusader Class Corvette: Lifeblood 5 DESTROYED

RAVAGERS
Raider Class Corvette: Ravager 6 DESTROYED

Raider Class Corvette: Ravager 7 DESTROYED

Raider Class Corvette: Ravager 9 DESTROYED

Raider Class Corvette: Ravager 2 DESTROYED

KEEPERS

Raider Class Corvette: Keeper 1 DESTROYED

Raider Class Corvette: Keeper 2 DESTROYED

Raider Class Corvette: Keeper 3 DESTROYED

Raider Class Corvette: Keeper 5 DESTROYED


 

Rebal Alliance Reborn Allegiance

Destroyer Group: Focus Fire - Turbolasers


JUSTICE

Hammerhead Class Cruiser: Divine Justice |0/2|

BIKADINIR
Mandalorian Cruiser: Bikadinir |9/9|

 

Rebel Alliance BloodSteele

Medical / Engineering Task Force

Experience: Green


RESPITE

EF76 Nebulon-B Escort Frigate: Merciful Touch |3/3|

EF76 Nebulon-B Escort Frigate: Raven’s Touch |3/3|

RESCUERS

Zebulon-B Frigate: Mecha Metal |3/3|

Nargi-class Pursuit Frigate: Watchman |3/3|

Corellian Rescue Frigate: Majesty |3/3|

Corellian Rescue Frigate: Majestic |3/3|
 

____________________________________________
 

Rebel Alliance Destroyer Group [Turbolasers]

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Esk

Bothan Assault Cruiser Nyrtal |9/9|

Bothan Assault Cruiser Syndic |9/9|

 

Rebel Alliance Destroyer Group [Turbolasers]

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Forn

Bothan Assault Cruiser Kothlos |9/9|

Bothan Assault Cruiser RedRennic |9/9|

 

Rebel Alliance Asset Denial Force [Surgical Strike]

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Grek

Victory I-class Medium Cruiser Adun-Judith |9/9|

Isk

MC-30c Frigate Adun-Lilianna |3/3|

MC-30c Frigate Adun-Arianna |3/3|

MC-30c Frigate Adun-Michelle |3/3|
 

_____________________
 

Vice Admiral Kokchak winced in anticipatory pain as alarms pinged and whistled across the bridge. Shields had failed, ships had erupted in fiery explosions in the void of space, and yet those who remained continued to press onwards. ‘Fitting to be called servants of  Empress’ he mused as his mind tracked towards the inevitable end. The worries he had were erased in the heat of combat.

 

The spray of laserfire impacted across their hull, rattling the small agile vessel as the armor withered beneath the enemy onslaught.

 

“Gentlemen,” he spoke, his voice somber as he keyed the fleetwide comms, “Ve are tip of spear. Our allies press fight below. Our fallen comrades did not die in vain. Ve vill hold line!”

 

Several war whoops echoed across the bridge of the Rebound “Lets show these wannabe Imperialists what the might of the true Empire is. No mercy! No quarter!” Jobes echoed to Kolchak’s rear, showing no signs of worry at the state of their quickly disintegrating task force. That or he just did not care.

 

At the edges of the battlefield, against the backdrop of endless space, a new fleet materialized and moved towards the battle; computers syncing up with fleet, taking in targeting vectors, shield and hull integrity, ship signatures and more.    
 

Back aboard the Rebound, a grim smile played at the edges of Kolchak’s face. A bit of good news. Perhaps they would live to see tomorrow. All they needed to do was drive the knife in deeper and quicker.

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Sith Fleet under Command of Qaela

Sith Empire Destroyer Group [Turbolasers]: Focus Fire

Assigned PC: Qaela

Task Force Experience: Green, 2XP

Assigned Callsign: Herløv

Kyber class Star Destroyer Herløv (20/20)

 

Sith Empire Destroyer Group [Missiles]: Focus Fire

Assigned PC: Qaela

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Assigned Callsign: Lightsbane

Imperial II class Star Destroyer Lightsbane (8/20)

 

Sith Empire Rapid Intervention Escort: Deadly Response

Assigned PC: Qaela

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Assigned Callsign: Glutton's Shadow

Neutron Star-Class Bulk Cruiser Shadow's Sleight (8/9)

Gladiator II-Class Star Destroyer Gleeful Glutton (0/0)

 

 

Sith Fleet under Command of Nok

Heavy Brawler Escort: Hammer and Anvil

Assigned PC: Nok Morliss (commanded by NPC Jaden Jorus)

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Bulwark Mark II Black Bracer (20/30)

 

Destroyer Group (Missiles): Focus Fire

Assigned PC: Nok Morliss (commanded by NPC Jaden Jorus)

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Captor-class Heavy Munitions Cruiser Moon Beetle (9/9)

Captor-class Heavy Munitions Cruiser The Broken Bullet (9/9)

 

Covert Strike Force: Silent Hunters

Assigned PC: Nok Morliss (commanded by NPC Jaden Jorus)

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Nova-class Battle Cruiser Our Velvet Ire (9/9)

 

 

Sith Fleet under Command of Mordecai

 

Asset Denial Force: Surgical Strike

Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Victory II Cruiser Wyvern (9/9)

Lancer Frigate Dark Hand (3/3) 

Tartan Corvette TC-64523 (2/1)
Tartan Corvette TC-64524 (2/1)
Tartan Corvette TC-64525 (2/1)
Tartan Corvette TC-64526 (2/1)

 

Electronic Warfare Pod: Information Control

Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Acclamator II Cruiser Shroud of Darkness (9/9)

Pelta Class Frigate Deceiver (3/3)

Thranta Corvette TH-78143 (2/1)

Thranta Corvette TH-78144 (2/1)

Thranta Corvette TH-78145 (2/1)

Thranta Corvette TH-78146 (2/1)

 

Covert Strike Force: Silent Hunters

Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Strike Class Cruiser Coalescent Fury (9/9)

 

 

A massive, brilliant explosion briefly lit up the holos in the bridge of the Herløv. Qaela frowned as the Gleeful Glutton took the brunt of heavy fire and erupted into a fireball of metal and shrapnel. Numerous of the pesky corvettes also perished in the exchange, but not enough and the loss of one of her ships greatly displeased her. It was battle, but those were here shield to protect her own forces. The losses didn't concern her so much as it showed that the enemy was capable of inflicting damage on larger ships.

 

The worst part of it was the sudden influx of enemy ships joining the fray. While reinforcements of their own began to stream in, looking at the makeup, Qaela realized they were in some potential trouble with the enemy firepower now displayed against them. Before, they had the advantage in terms of destructive potential, now, that had shifted slightly to the Rebels.

 

At least one of the enemy's cruisers was belching flame and so full of holes, it amazed her the ship hadn't broken up yet. One thing she did like was that it seemed these Rebels were focused heavily on simply unleashing damage, not in protecting themselves. That meant more damage output, true, but it also meant less protection for their own ships. It was a curious move from a group of people that claimed to value their own lives, but perhaps these were the old Imperials still in command.


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Mordecai stood aboard his transport, Xahl kneeing ahead of him in pain. The sorcerer fed off of it. Mordecai could feel it now- the swirling mass of darkness around him. He commanded the force in ways Mordecai could not fathom, and yet in the battle he had only managed a measly two lightning bolts, neither of which had killed their foe. Were it not for the witnesses and the wishes of his current master, he'd have cut the man down in his anger. But that would not sit well with the other Sith- blatant powerplays made them... uneasy. He grinned, relishing in his own pain, an untouched cornucopia of raw power. It would sustain him for the rest of the battle. While his duties on the front line were completed, he still had to oversee his forces. He made his way to the cockpit, hailing the Herløv on a secure channel.

 

"Lady Darksong, I was successful in my duties aboard the Subservience have been completed. My forces have established a beachhead and will secure the rest of the ship in short order..."

 

He hesitated. There would likely be penance to be paid for his failure to kill the Exorcist, especially given the loss of a potent Lord.

"... Lord Fahren fell to an Exorcist, Cassandra, and Lord Xahl has been incapacitated by his injuries. We inflicted enough damage to force her retreat, however, and their troops are without support from her and her guards. I'm returning to the Wyvern now to direct my forces in the battle."

 

In the mean time, Captain Jarvus had been given permission to command the ships as he saw fit.

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On board the Wyvern, Captain Jarvus ran the ship with practiced ease. Officers and enlisted personnel ran between stations as the klaxons sound a full alert. He gazed at the carnage ahead of him in dismay- when he'd heard that Kuat had been attacked, he expected a few rogue rebels, not their entire kriffing fleet. He took a quick assessment of the scenario- He had statuses of both friendly and hostile ships displayed before him. One allied cruiser destroyed, one hostile heavily damaged with countless corvettes fallen in some sort of hopeless charge.

 

He reacted quickly, his forces receiving orders and acting them out with utmost discipline. This was no skirmish, as Corellia had been. This was a real battle. Careers and lives were staked on battles like this.

 

~

 

The Kuat Drive Yards were under siege. Two fleets battle for brutal supremacy in orbit, the conflict visible from viewports and observation decks. On the docks themselves, dozens of Rebel teams had landed to secure the most recent destroyers, manufactured for the Sith Empire. Across the ships, station security battled for their lives and for their honor as rebel dissidents attempted to mutiny the skeleton crews present. Those security forces who had been lucky enough to survive or be absent from the destroyers when the rebellion kicked off worked to thwart them in any way possible. As Vox's crew landed and began executing officers and workers alike, it became clear that there were two options. Fight, or die. Surrender, and they would die. Flee, and the Sith would execute them for cowardice. More Sith poured into the hangar, blasters screaming with fury as they launched hot bolts of plasma at the Trandoshans. One of the officers brought a hand to his earpiece, shouting over the carnage.

 

"They're coming for the destroyer! Cut them off- seal the blast doors and set up fortifications. They've got tra-" he was cut off as a blaster bolt hit him square in his chest, knocking to the ground. He was dead. With no other orders, the Sith troops outside the hangar began sealing the doors. They didn't need to fight the rebels, not yet. All they had to do was slow them down until the Rebel fleet was defeated.

 

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“Report, Bravo--Charlie--Delta.” Captain Bryce panted into her comlink. She and twenty-nine shocktroopers were racing down parallel corridors to the command center in the guts of the Golan platform. She counted thirty meters, then halted her charge to sidestep towards the center of the corridor. The other half of her section rushed forward as a tide of plastoid and steel, and she snapped off a few unaimed blasts at the next intersections to discourage any counterattacks. She and her section of Talons had been nearly unopposed--no Sith shock troopers

 

“Bravo--approaching bow one through seven. Minor resistance. Be there in another minute.”

 

“Delta--Aft eight through fourteen is ours. Seven! Don’t bother, use the whole pack. We’re not keeping it. Thirty seconds, Talons, move it!”

 

The last transmission was muffled by the whine of blasters and shouts of orders delivered under fire. “Ah---Charlie! Platoon of chrome-jobs holed up at aft twelve. Smoke up! damn it all….” More curses, more blaster fire--the Bespinian scowled as she rose from her fighting crouch and advanced the next thirty meters. “Putting up a good fight, but we’ll take ‘em.”

 

Her section met their own first sign of determined opposition only seconds later. Taking the lead, the Alliance Talon pounded the deck with long strides as she charged forward. Her eyes darted side to side, occasionally catching glimpses of her fellow shock troopers fifty meters to the right… and no less than twelve Sith troopers lining the corridor leading to the dorsal shield projectors on her left. Eyes met the unexpressive chrome faceplate of a Sith shock trooper’s armor. Before either had the opportunity to react intelligently, two very disruptive things transpired at almost the same time. First, the detonation of a satchel of nergon-14 charges, little more than a backpack stuffed with explosives almost to the point of bursting, shook the station. That was Delta Section, reducing nearly a quarter of the station's firepower to twisted metal.

 

The Sith trooper staggered, throwing off his aim--or her, it was impossible to tell--aim. Bryce was worse off. Midstride at an all-out sprint, she fell and slid along the deckplates. Second, a stray bolt from her squad caught the trooper in the neck, dropping him with a shower of liquified chrome and a pained gurgling noise. But there were still eleven more troopers directly behind him, all of whom were aiming their rifles at the downed Talon. Not bothering to aim, Bryce launched a grenade into their midst, sending the shot into the ceiling but filling the corridor with shrapnel and steam from burst pipes.

 

Someone grabbed the back of her shirt and pulled her forward, hauling Bryce out of the way of a flurry of semi-automatic and automatic blaster fire. An E-Web, she guessed, judging from the rate of fire. A perfect location to cut them off--even if the emplacement was a bit exposed.

 

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The starfield erupted in explosions as the ships dealt death to each other. Corvette after corvette shattered into slag and debris as the bombardment. Jorus grimaced as reports came in of a Sith Cruiser blasting apart under a concentrated barrage.

 

"Sir! The Divine Justice's shields are down!"

 

"And Zyro?"

 

"He reports that he doesn't appear to have been spotted. He's still lining up his attack vector."

 

"Good, keep me apprised."

 

"Sir, communications are online, we're receiving tactical telemetry from our allies."

 

Jorus stared down at the data flooding in, then nodded.

 

"Move along this heading, and order Moon Beetle and Broken Bullet to fire along these vectors."

 

"Yes sir!"

 

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Heavy Brawler Escort: Hammer and Anvil

Assigned PC: Nok Morliss (commanded by NPC Jaden Jorus)

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Bulwark Mark II Black Bracer |8/30|

 

 

Destroyer Group (Missiles): Focus Fire

Assigned PC: Nok Morliss (commanded by NPC Jaden Jorus)

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Captor-class Heavy Munitions Cruiser Moon Beetle |9/9|

Captor-class Heavy Munitions Cruiser The Broken Bullet |9/9|

 

 

Covert Strike Force: Silent Hunters

Assigned PC: Nok Morliss (commanded by NPC Jaden Jorus)

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Nova-class Battle Cruiser Our Velvet Ire |9/9|

 

 

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[For Vox]

The Kuat Drive Yards were under siege. Two fleets battle for brutal supremacy in orbit, the conflict visible from viewports and observation decks. On the docks themselves, dozens of Rebel teams had landed to secure the most recent destroyers, manufactured for the Sith Empire. Across the ships, station security battled for their lives and for their honor as rebel dissidents attempted to mutiny the skeleton crews present. Those security forces who had been lucky enough to survive or be absent from the destroyers when the rebellion kicked off worked to thwart them in any way possible. As Vox's crew landed and began executing officers and workers alike, it became clear that there were two options. Fight, or die. Surrender, and they would die. Flee, and the Sith would execute them for cowardice. More Sith poured into the hangar, blasters screaming with fury as they launched hot bolts of plasma at the Trandoshans. One of the officers brought a hand to his earpiece, shouting over the carnage.

 

"They're coming for the destroyer! Cut them off- seal the blast doors and set up fortifications. They've got tra-" he was cut off as a blaster bolt hit him square in his chest, knocking to the ground. He was dead. With no other orders, the Sith troops outside the hangar began sealing the doors. They didn't need to fight the rebels, not yet. All they had to do was slow them down until the Rebel fleet was defeated.

 

 

~

[For Johanna]

Whereas the Kuat Drive Yards were crewed by largely station security, the Golan Battlestation was crewed by a hardened compliment of Sith soldiers. While still not enough to fight off a concentrated boarding attack like what the rebels were trying, it was enough to bloody their noses for the station. Defensive turrets whirred to life, dropping from ceilings and from  under the floors. Barricades were fashioned in chokepoints with search and destroy teams deployed to hunt down the rebel forces that were hunting the station's turrets.

 

On the bridge, officers and security personnel alike prepared their weapons, only the most essential remaining at their posts as the hostile boarders got closer. Sith troopers were putting up a good fight, but it was only a matter of time. Holding the bridge would be key.

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With a goal in mind the Trandoshans worked swiftly and viciously through the flurries of plasma and blood. Spikes instead of energy bolts nailed various Sith Troopers however more seemed to join the struggle. More bodies of either side fell, numbers thinning and the ones up front for it were the War Pack of the Nudono. Shields were raised as they continued a more jog-like pace until they had their spurts of sprinting and taking acrual cover. Vox was quick to switch to his Puncture, knowing a Spiker wasn't built for long range instead built for short to mid ranged attacks. Aiming down where his hand met the upper handle near the barrel he began to fire off several rounds, some that hit their targets and others that came close injuring the nearby troops. Several miscellaneous Rebel Soldiers joined their fray and laid down cover fire catching the attention of other Sith units. 
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Once reloaded, the squad pushed forward with what seemed like a newfound bloodlust. Vox knew there were ships falling outside the bay and many were still dying. Still fighting, all for these ships. The ships doors were now in sight however a final obstacle was present. Hails of plasma came hurdling at the attackers, Sith troops dug in and doing whatever they could to hold off the enemy. Taking quick cover the squad avoided the bombardment by barely, fortunate Rebels doing the same however the unfortunate injured or worse. About twenty feet was the equivalent of the distance between the enemy and the Trandoshans and possibly fifty away from the actual Destroyer itself. 
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Vox was ready to reload his Puncture until realizing he was out of ammunition, only the four grenades locked into the weapon. He only had Mauler clips attached to his sides, no Spike rounds or such and they weren't close enough for a Mauler to deal any actual damage. Chaox and Equinox were almost empty on spike rounds as well, Rylast resorting to the six grenades he had and his own Puncture which was saved till now. With this in mind Vox knew they weren't making it to that vessel without weapons. 
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They were pinned down and the thought popped into the Chieftains head. He hasn't used his blade yet, and the shields were capable of blocking these blaster bolts. Immediately he pulled Rylast's blast shield to his left arm and holstered his other weapons, and unsheathing the sacred blade of his ancestors Vox gripped it tightly on the staff. Jolts of energy sparked within the glaive and Chaox took quick notice... the three other soldier Nudono took notice. 
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Vox stepped out from cover and allowed the shield to take a blaster bolt here and there, he then slammed the bottom of the shield and it's loudness caught the attention of a few Sith Troopers up ahead. He needed to clear a path, and that's exactly what he'd do. With a silent whir of the system, the elongated blade of the glaive sparked to life and the familiar sound of the Black Coats Red Blades was quite a vocal one. With a sudden roar that was deep and animalistic, Vox charged at full sprint with an old nostalgia of a pasts anger and a final judgement.
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The Chieftain caught the attention of both Rebel and Sith soldiers or whoever was left of them. Whoever was in the way would get cut down. Closing in, Vox swung his blade and it's reach, thanks to it's staff, cutting through three soldiers. However as he began his descent the other three Nudono joined his side, rushing as enemy fire. Rylast was wise to stray away from the berserked chieftain but utilized his Puncture to fire at enemy troops flanking his leader. Chaox and Equinox covered his sides though remained a few feet away as not get caught by the swinging weapon. However the Rebels viewed the energy wielding Trandoshan had to have been some boost of moral, for all any of them knew Vox was a Jedi. A few miscellaneous Rebels joined behind the Trandoshans to back them as well, giving the support they needed. 
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Vox felt a sudden chill up his spine as he began to predict where the next enemy was it could come from. It was something he hadn't felt as of late, and it would guide him to victory. Four soldiers turned the corner and we're slammed by the sprinting behemoths shield. Vox swiftly swung his blade not in a savage manner but rather with a refined grace like one in swordsmanship. One of the stood back up oy to have his cut sliced through with the heated energy of the blade. Another soldier came from behind but was blasted apart by a Mauler from Chaox who saw his eldest brother move forward with no pause. This was when Chaox saw another nearby Destroyer much closer than far, however it was still an arduous trek to reach it.
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With no sense of stopping Vox felt the tug toward the Kyber Class ship. Time was running out. With rushed eager Vox sprinted forward cutting down anyone, throwing the blast shield even to the side to reduce weight. Rylast neglected the item as he saw the rush of his leader and knew what it meant, he too began his ascent to the ship as well as the other two soldiers. Cutting down anyone Vox was just in reach of the ship, seeing the large doors begin to close on themselves. But just in time as several bolts struck his back, Vox and Rylast made it within the doors just before they closed. 
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Chaox cursed loudly and Equinox caught up quickly with a shield raised, protecting his brother and himself from enemy fire. Thanks to the Rebels however, there was distraction and the Sith had to turn their efforts to whomever shot at them. Vox barked over their personal comm link, "You two get to the second ship! Before the doors close, now!!" Though, Vox wasn't necessarily sure if there were Rebels on board, he figured if he and his brothers didn't have that help then they'd clear the ship themselves. 
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Tugging on his brothers arm, Equinox stated, "We can't remain here, do as Vox said said!" 

With a grunt of disapproval, Chaox followed Equinox to the nearest ship possible. And as they sprinted the second Lieutenant was not certain of the dangers that lied ahead. He prayed to the gods for his eldest brothers, the Nudono Chieftains safety. Vox turned to Rylast in the ship, nodding as he said to all that were with them (assuming there were Rebel that were able to board the ship just before doors closing), "We have our mission, they have their orders. Let us prevail." 

It was then Vox powered down his energy glaive and pulled out his Mauler, knowing from here it was close quarters combat. Rylast nodded, staying to true to his chieftains orders and guidance as he pulled out his own Mauler and readied a few grenades for use. 

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Round Three Results:

 

Defensive Actions

The Glutton's Shadow rapid intervention task force moves to support the Broken Bullet and Moon Beetle.

 

Black Bracer heavy brawler task force moves to support the Lightsbane.

 

Sith starfighters move into intercept positions around the Lightsbane and the Moon Beetle/Broken Bullet.

 

Offensive actions

The Herlov focuses fire on the Reborn Allegiance for six damage.

 

The Lightsbane focuses fire on destroyer group Esk.

 

Mordecai's surgical strike task force targets the Divine Justice with an ion barrage, disabling it for this round.

 

The Reborn Allegiance destroyer group continues to target the Herlov and its escorts, with support from the Imperial Gunrunners. The Herlov chooses to ignore the Hellriders. The Herlov takes four regular damage and three hull damage. (Divine Justice is disabled this round)

 

The Misercordia brings its axial laser to bear on the Lightsbane, but is intercepted by the Black Bracer. Black Bracer takes six damage.

 

The Broken Bullet and Moon Beetle focus fire on the Imperial Gunrunners, wiping them out.

 

Rebel starfighters begin a bombing run on Shadow's Sleight and Lightsbane, but are intercepted by Sith fighters.

 

TF Esk focuses fire on Mordecai's electronic warfare pod, doing eight damage.

 

TF Forn focuses fire on the Lightsbane but is intercepted by Black Bracer, dealing six damage to the escort ship due to multiple TFs attacking the same target.

 

TF Grek tries to disable the Lightsbane with ion weapons, but Black Bracer intercepts it, and with its shields still up, the attack dissipates.

 

EWar

 

Scanning on both sides is inconclusive.


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Sith Results, End Round 3

 

 

Sith Fleet under Command of Qaela

Sith Empire Destroyer Group [Turbolasers]: Focus Fire

Assigned PC: Qaela

Task Force Experience: Green, 2XP

Assigned Callsign: Herløv

Kyber class Star Destroyer Herløv (16/17)

 

Sith Empire Destroyer Group [Missiles]: Focus Fire

Assigned PC: Qaela

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Assigned Callsign: Lightsbane

Imperial II class Star Destroyer Lightsbane (8/20)

 

Sith Empire Rapid Intervention Escort: Deadly Response

Assigned PC: Qaela

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Assigned Callsign: Glutton's Shadow

Neutron Star-Class Bulk Cruiser Shadow's Sleight (8/9)

Gladiator II-Class Star Destroyer Gleeful Glutton (0/0)

 

 

Sith Fleet under Command of Nok

Heavy Brawler Escort: Hammer and Anvil

Assigned PC: Nok Morliss (commanded by NPC Jaden Jorus)

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Bulwark Mark II Black Bracer (8/30)

 

Destroyer Group (Missiles): Focus Fire

Assigned PC: Nok Morliss (commanded by NPC Jaden Jorus)

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Captor-class Heavy Munitions Cruiser Moon Beetle (9/9)

Captor-class Heavy Munitions Cruiser The Broken Bullet (9/9)

 

Covert Strike Force: Silent Hunters

Assigned PC: Nok Morliss (commanded by NPC Jaden Jorus)

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Nova-class Battle Cruiser Our Velvet Ire (9/9)

 

 

Sith Fleet under Command of Mordecai

 

Asset Denial Force: Surgical Strike

Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Victory II Cruiser Wyvern (9/9)

Lancer Frigate Dark Hand (3/3) 

Tartan Corvette TC-64523 (2/1)
Tartan Corvette TC-64524 (2/1)
Tartan Corvette TC-64525 (2/1)
Tartan Corvette TC-64526 (2/1)

 

Electronic Warfare Pod: Information Control

Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Acclamator II Cruiser Shroud of Darkness (9/9)

Pelta Class Frigate Deceiver (0/0)

Thranta Corvette TH-78143 (0/1)

Thranta Corvette TH-78144 (2/1)

Thranta Corvette TH-78145 (2/1)

Thranta Corvette TH-78146 (2/1)

 

Covert Strike Force: Silent Hunters

Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Strike Class Cruiser Coalescent Fury (9/9)

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[For Vox]

On board the ships, Sith and Rebels fought a complex battle of guerrilla warfare. Elevators became death traps as either side sabotaged them for their own gain, hallways littered with corpses from the initial fighting. The rebels had made sure they controlled the most important of the systems, the engines, hyperdrives, the bridge. Sith forces, however, had rushed to the defense. Aboard the destroyer Virulence, a rebel leader met Vox and his comopanion. 

 

"So you're all they could send? Though I suppose I shouldn't judge considering the havoc we watched from here. I'm Kala, I led the rebels on this ship during the first bit of fighting. We have the engine room in emergency lockdown- The Sith need reinforcements to break through. We've lost the bridge, however, and Sith troops are beginning their attack the hyperdrive. If they get through, it's over. They'll blow it up before they let us take it. I have a handful of seasoned troops with me we managed to smuggle on board- whichever objective you push, we'll take the other."

~

 

Mordecai had just barely arrived on the bridge of the Wyvern when the Captain met him with a damage report. Their own actions had been lacking, primarily disabling enemy ships where they could. Their hidden card, the Coalescent Fury had begun to stalk its prey. Their own ships had taken heavy fire from an enemy task force, targeting the electronic warfare pod. The Deciever had wilted almost instantly, lost with all hands on deck. They hadn't launched escape pods- they hadn't been given the time. Mordecai frowned. He was still waiting for a response from Quela, but without one, he'd have to act one his own.

 

"The bridge is mine now, Captain. You've performed adequately."


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The two remaining LAATi’s of Talon Company raced about the exterior of the station, their turrets opening up on sensor domes and shield generators as the heavily-armed gunships nearly scraped the hull of the Golan in their evasive maneuvers. They were hunting for an alternate point of entry to the station that could be breached--a boarding umbilical, even a portal for astromech droids that could be blasted open. Shrieking by the bridge, the two transports dipped under the arc of the hull to send a flurry of rockets into the unmolested bow batteries.

 

They broke right to continue their hunt for targets to vandalize, leaving a trail of melted armor plating and shattered fire controllers in their wake. Then they located their point of entry. It was a small airlock intended for the use of crew on EVA spacewalks. It was only large enough to accomodate two marines at a time and the transports would be vulnerable until their passengers gained entry to the station, but Echo section’s marines were already at work, setting up a portable magcon field generator and laying ribbons of explosives along the airlock….

 

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It was inevitable that the Sith stop reacting to their boarding operation like beldons and begin mounting an effective defense. Between the E-Web position at their flank and the fortifications before the bridge, Captain Bryce’s progress had been effectively halted. The radio chatter from Charlie section even indicated that they were being driven from the aft batteries.

 

The Talon directly in front of Bryce--the Chiss Sergeant who had dragged her out of the fusillade from the E-Web position--shouted something. No luck--the marine was mostly deaf in her right ear. Then came a flurry of hand signals: concussion grenade, buckshot, and a countdown of three seconds. The Bespinian nodded; the grenade went bouncing along the deckplates towards the E-Web’s position under a flurry of blaster fire, and then with blinding glare a crash of thunder that came almost as a physical punch to her ribs, Bryce was suddenly deaf in her left ear. But she was up and turned the corner to advance towards the Sith emplacement. The E-Web was still firing blindly and struck one of her men to fell the Talon; a carefully aimed shot from the squad pierced the faceplate of its gunner and silenced the turret. The rest was a frenzy of close-quarters combat, of blind and deaf Sith troopers peeking out from their barricade to exchange fire with deafened Alliance marines, and within a few seconds her section had mounted the barricade and Bryce was firing down at the retreating bodies of the Sith troopers.

 

With this position overmatched, and for the moment, no Sith troopers or automated turrets firing at them, Johanna had a moment of relative peace and signaled her Talons to gather around her. “No luck on the bridge!” She shouted, in the hopes that some of her marines could still hear. A holoprojector in her palm displayed a simplified schematic of the station. “Local transformers are fifty meters aft--hundred mid! They get hit!” She slammed her fist on the holoprojector, dimming the projection and making her point clear. The amount of energy that those devices managed was enormous--the destruction of one of them would cause rolling blackouts that would wreak havoc on the station’s fighting effectiveness.

 

Unfortunately, it also seemed that the Sith were aware of the vulnerabilities of the station's power grid. Bryce's section managed to traverse the distance aft without encountering anything more than token fire from the broken squad of Sith troopers that they had just overrun. However, they encountered heavy resistance the moment that her section turned down the corridor leading to the aft power transformers. The leading Talon just in front of Captain Bryce peeked gingerly around the corner... and promptly spun to the ground when the leading edge of her helmet was struck by the second of a rolling tide of blaster fire from Sith troopers and an automated turret. Bryce grabbed the Private's presumably deceased body out of the line of fire by her boot, only for the Twi'lek to grin and give her a thumb's up. It was a glancing blow--only the armor was struck.

 

Both sides returned fire, largely unaimed and ineffective. It was a stalemate, the Talons unable to advance down the barricaded corridor and the Sith troopers content to merely hold off their advance. The Talons sent a smoke grenade upwards to cover an advance of one of their marines, but the crawling marine only managed to scuttle ten meters forward before a glancing blow to the leg forced him to take cover in the pitiful shelter of an astromech droid crawlspace.

 

Amid the chatter of blaster fire and dimly-heard shouts of orders, Bryce snarled into her comlink. "Delta--cancel orders and support at Alpha's position. Confirm." Still half-deaf, the Bespinian never heard the response. Presumably it was in the affirmative--and hopefully reinforcements would arrive soon, because her men weren't going anywhere in a hurry and would be sitting beldons if more Sith closed in on their position...

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Rebel Alliance Imperial Gunrunners 

Hit and Run Tactics DESTROYED

 

REBOUNDS

CR92a Assassin Class Corvette: Rebound DESTROYED

Crusader Class Corvette: Lifeblood 3 DESTROYED

Crusader Class Corvette: Lifeblood 4 DESTROYED

Crusader Class Corvette: Lifeblood 5 DESTROYED

RAVAGERS
Raider Class Corvette: Ravager 6 

DESTROYED

Raider Class Corvette: Ravager 7 

DESTROYED

Raider Class Corvette: Ravager 9 DESTROYED

Raider Class Corvette: Ravager 2 DESTROYED

KEEPERS

Raider Class Corvette: Keeper 1 DESTROYED

Raider Class Corvette: Keeper 2 DESTROYED

Raider Class Corvette: Keeper 3 

DESTROYED

Raider Class Corvette: Keeper 5 DESTROYED


 

Rebal Alliance Reborn Allegiance

Destroyer Group: Focus Fire - Turbolasers


JUSTICE

Hammerhead Class Cruiser: Divine Justice: DESTROYED

BIKADINIR
Mandalorian Cruiser: Bikadinir |5/9|

 

Rebel Alliance BloodSteele

Medical / Engineering Task Force

Experience: Green


RESPITE

EF76 Nebulon-B Escort Frigate: Merciful Touch |3/3|

EF76 Nebulon-B Escort Frigate: Raven’s Touch |3/3|

RESCUERS

Zebulon-B Frigate: Mecha Metal |3/3|

Nargi-class Pursuit Frigate: Watchman |3/3|

Corellian Rescue Frigate: Majesty |3/3|

Corellian Rescue Frigate: Majestic |3/3|

 

___________________________

 

Rebel Alliance Destroyer Group [Turbolasers]

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Esk

Bothan Assault Cruiser Nyrtal |9/9|

Bothan Assault Cruiser Syndic |3/9|

 

Rebel Alliance Destroyer Group [Turbolasers]

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Forn

Bothan Assault Cruiser Kothlos |9/9|

Bothan Assault Cruiser RedRennic |9/9|

 

Rebel Alliance Asset Denial Force [Surgical Strike]

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Grek

Victory I-class Medium Cruiser Adun-Judith |9/9|

Isk

MC-30c Frigate Adun-Lilianna |3/3|

MC-30c Frigate Adun-Arianna |3/3|

MC-30c Frigate Adun-Michelle |3/3|
 

___________________________

 

The hull of the Rebound rattled under the near constant barrage of enemy fire. More than once power to the bridge flickered to black only to surge back to life under a glow of flashing red warning lights and the blare of klaxons.

 

Kolchak’s teeth ground together audibly with each impact. He stared out the viewscreen as their ship dove and rolled blasting away at the enemy’s soft nether regions. Like a mosquito that needed swatting, the Hellriders stung again and again until the enemy had little choice but to turn her focus on them. They now stood at a precipice. 
 

A voice called out across the deck. The Divine Justice had been disabled and any attempt to communicate with it received static in reply. The gapping holes in the prow and sides were testament enough to her fate.

 

Kolchak sighed. That ship had been his home for almost his entire career in the Outer Rim. It was his home. A fresh whooping alarm signaling imminent system failure of the Rebound brought him back to reality. “Captain. Get your men to the pods. Leave the Rebound to me. I’ll do my best to ensure you have a chance.“

 

Captain Jobes stared wide-eyes at his newly met commander. He opened his mouth to reply, but thought better. Turning he quickly signaled a full evacuation.
 

Meanwhile, Kolchak brought the Rebound to bear, driving it right towards the Herlov’s broadside. “We are tip of spear,” he growled as the ship shuttered and began to crack before erupting in a fiery plume of fire.

 

Across the battlefield, the other ship commanders watched their own salvos find their marks, noting the Damage done by the Sith war fleet.

 

”For Freedom!” an unidentified voice called out over comms in an effort to rally the stunned fleet spurring them forward.

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The barrage of turbolaser fire transformed into rippling blasts along the Black Bracer's shields.

 

On the bridge, the dull thuds rhythmically boomed through the room, punctuating the reports being called out from stations.

 

"Shields dropping...40% and falling."

 

"Sir, reporting direct hits from the Moon Beetle and Broken Bullet. Debris is disrupting our scanners, but no corvettes appear to have survived the barrage."

 

"The Divine Justice. Status?"

 

"Unclear, but it suffered heavy damage sir."

 

Jorus's mouth twisted. The rebel's reinforcements brought them some much needed firepower, but the superior command and quality of the imperial fleet was leaving rebels dead in droves. The wreckage of ships and the corpses of crewmen hung scattered in the void between fleets, slowly turning as they careened into the infinite.

 

Would the rebels fight to the bloody end or run?

 

"Push us forward to sector 1148. Let's give them a reason to run. Prepare for updated targeting priorities."

 


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Vox was greeted by a woman and she'd explained to him the situation. Vox was quite familiar with both the Hyperdrive and the Bridge, having hijacked a Sith Cruiser before, he had a basic idea of where it would be. All these damned ships had similar designs and to him it seemed flawed but nothing to complain. At least not now. Vox, in Trandoshan said, "I suppose we'll take the bridge then. It'll be fine easier to find in this maze of a ship." 
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And though the Chieftain knew his way around that particular ship, this one was different despite similar interior. He felt they didn't have the time to go on a chase, so for him the bridge was much easier in terms of location. In terms of action though? He'd assumed it would be heavy, but no pain no game, right? Without as so much another word Vox and Rylast took off in the direction of the bridge. They ran through the corridors and eventually found trouble, however took out the Sith units quickly as possible. 
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It took a few minutes, Vox and Rylast took cover when taking fire from the enemy, of course Rylast had his own advantage of grenades and his Puncture while the Chief awaited for the grenade to go off and moved in for the kill with his Mauler. Whatever he missed his followers was swift to finish. One group they met at a corner were rather troubling . Rylast was quick to take some shots before he was forced into cover behind one corner, another hall that was just to the right of him where Vox was lucky to get some protection from. They still had their full armor intact mostly, and those shots would be absorbed before the plating collapses and falls off. They were with whomever joined them, if anyone joined them.
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"Puncture Strings?" Vox asked in Nudono, holstering his Mauler and pulling the large bladed weapon from his back. 
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Rylast checked his side and luckily he still had three strings left, including the half grenade string already in use. He would toss two of the three to the Chief with some force so they weren't shot and blew up. Vox immediately reloaded his Puncture and he shivered at the sound of the click from the cocking. Oh gods, he thought. Looking to his Shield Brother he ordered, "Throw a Spike Grenade followed by a Incindiary, and as soon as that burns I'll lead and you follow. Fire from behind, don't let up." 
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"Sir, will your armor hold?" Rylast asked as he pulled the two different grenades out, asking out of concern but not ready to disobey orders under any circumstance. Rylast was a loyalist, he followed Vox everywhere, knowing this Chieftain certainly took after the previous. To the core, Rylast never questioned his leader, he just shut up and followed orders even though his age caught up creating the scrutiny and worry that followed it. 

Vox gave it a second thought but shrugged, "Not sure, either it does, or it doesn't. Either way, we'll gain control of the bridge." 

Rylast nodded as he tied up the Incindiary grenade up to his last spare Puncture String. He threw the Spike Grenade first, wary of the ceiling and the blasts coming toward him Rylast gave a, "F*ck it," grunt and took a few blasts to his right shoulder pauldron, the armor doing its job and unfortunately cracking. The grenade, by some sheer luck, landed right in front of the first few guards or soldiers who were perplexed by the shape of the object thrown at them as they continued their firing. Two seconds passed and the pairs ear holes were greeted with a satisfactory explosion followed by a few screams and what they assumed were bodies dropping. Nonetheless, more soldiers, or whoever was left in the hall, were either nailed by a stray spike or two or simply tried to regain composure, that was until an odd string of balls were thrown in the direction landing slap dab in the middle. 

What followed Rylast using his time, immediately after throwing the string of grenades practically, was Vox quickly turning the corner to see a fiery hell that climaxed within seconds into a flurry of six explosions. He rushed down the hall, some troops pinned down the hallway by the fire that only lasted four seconds, charring and literally melting the plasteel to the comrades hit by said fire. The damage from the explosives were at least concussive enough to knock them off balance, however they didn't have the time to regain their footing as a behemoth came sprinting at inhumane speed, firing a grenade launcher at his victims.
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The pair rushed their way to the bridge so long do these corridors didn't have any traps or troops in their way, aiming their weapons for the next victim. Meanwhile outside the ship and quickly approaching the other were the twin brothers, Equinox and Chaox, who allowed their armor to take the brunt of the attacks from others before. Chaox saw the blast door closing on itself to which he screamed at his twin to hurry. Equinox threw the shield down and sprinted the fastest he ever had. Chaox made it through just in time while Equinox had to leap threw to make it just before the door closed, otherwise he'd be stuck on the station. The two quickly regained  composure and pulled out the Spikers, not much clips nor rounds however they would certainly suffice long enough. 

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The impact of precision fire against the hull of her Herløv caused the deck plates to tremble slightly, but Qaela paid them no mind. Damage was fairly minor, but they had managed to destroy the last of the pesky corvettes. She smiled slightly as she saw one of the enemy cruisers erupt in flames and begin breaking apart, but the enemy reinforcements brought with them some significant firepower that needed to be dealt with. There would be a great deal of hard questions asked in the next few days as to how such a large Rebel force could ambush a Sith stronghold such as Kuat and pose such a significant threat.

 

She noticed the heavy fire that the Black Bracer was experiencing and wanted to get them some relief. Even then, it would be difficult with so many enemy ships firing on them, but they would have to do so. The constant threat of determined focused fire against their ranks could quickly turn one of their heavy destroyers into nothing but a brilliant beacon of death and carnage.

 

Giving more orders and redirecting the fleet's firepower, she waited with carefully restrained enthusiasm as the battle continued to unfold.


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Rebel Alliance Taskforces are arrayed before the great spinning arc of the Kuat Drive Yards. They are in a desperate struggle as their gallant Marines and Militia cut out enemy ships and take them aprize! 

 

Rebel Alliance Imperial Gunrunners 

Hit and Run Tactics 

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Rebounds

CR92a Assassin Class Corvette: Rebound 

Crusader Class Corvette: Lifeblood III |0/0|

Crusader Class Corvette: Lifeblood IV |0/0|

Crusader Class Corvette: Lifeblood V |0/0|

Ravengers
Raider Class Corvette: Ravager VI |0/0|

Raider Class Corvette: Ravager VII |0/0|

Raider Class Corvette: Ravager IX |0/0|

Raider Class Corvette: Ravager II |0/0|

Keepers

Raider Class Corvette: Keeper I |0/0|

Raider Class Corvette: Keeper II |0/0|

Raider Class Corvette: Keeper III |0/0|

Raider Class Corvette: Keeper V |0/0|


 

Rebel Alliance Reborn Allegiance

Destroyer Group: Focus Fire - Turbolasers

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Justice

Hammerhead Class Cruiser: Divine Justice|0/0|

Bikadnir
Mandalorian Cruiser: Bikadinir |5/9|

 

Rebel Alliance BloodSteele

Medical / Engineering Task Force

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 
Respite

EF76 Nebulon-B Escort Frigate: Merciful Touch |3/3|

EF76 Nebulon-B Escort Frigate: Raven’s Touch |3/3|

Rescuers

Zebulon-B Frigate: Mecha Metal |3/3|

Nargi-class Pursuit Frigate: Watchman |3/3|

Corellian Rescue Frigate: Majesty |3/3|

Corellian Rescue Frigate: Majestic |3/3|

 

___________________________

 

Rebel Alliance Precision Strike Carrier Group

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Besh

TSC-Tapani Class Frigate Deton-Rusic |3/3|

TSC-Tapani Class Frigate Admiral-Fish |3/3|

Fresh

DP20 Corvette Bel-Ilbis |2/1|

DP20 Corvette Mothma |2/1|

DP20 Corvette Skywalker |2/1|

DP20 Corvette Tarkin |2/1|

Cherek

KDY Ton-Falk-Class cruiser-carrier Ghost of Carida |9/9|

 

Rebel Alliance Covert Strike Force

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Dorn

Victory I-class Medium Cruiser Ancillary Justice |9/9|

 

Rebel Alliance Fleet Command Flagship

Taskforce Experience Green

Under command of Admiral Valiston Alekseyev - Imperial Knight

- Assigned Callsign - 

Aurek

KDY-Imperial II-Class Star Destroyer Misericordia |20/20|

Axial Weapon Upgrade

 

____________________________________

 

Rebel Alliance Destroyer Group [Turbolasers]

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Esk

Bothan Assault Cruiser Nyrtal |9/9|

Bothan Assault Cruiser Syndic |3/9|

 

Rebel Alliance Destroyer Group [Turbolasers]

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Forn

Bothan Assault Cruiser Kothlos |9/9|

Bothan Assault Cruiser RedRennic |9/9|

 

Rebel Alliance Asset Denial Force [Surgical Strike]

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Grek

Victory I-class Medium Cruiser Adun-Judith |9/9|

Isk

MC-30c Frigate Adun-Lilianna |3/3|

MC-30c Frigate Adun-Arianna |3/3|

MC-30c Frigate Adun-Michelle |3/3|

 


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Co-Leader of the Rebel Alliance

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