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Pheristroch V Narzen Fleet Engagement. Mod: Leena

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((This is a 3 Task Force on 3 Task Force fleet battle between Narzen and Pheristroch’s characters of their choosing. Each player will post their openings / arrivals here, including fleet composition. Second round will be opening salvos. Players will send their fleet movements to Leena via discord. After each round, I, as the moderator, will notify each side as to incoming attacks and work with them, if needed, to determine what ship is hit. I will then post the attacks and damages.
Each subsequent round, players will include a list of their ships and current HP.
For funsies, each player can have the following: 1 Elite Task Force, 1 Veteran Task Force, and 1 Green Task Force.))

 

SCENARIO:

 

On the edges of the furthest reaches of The Maw, just beyond the gaseous walls that contained unknown, undocumented creatures of nightmares, drifted the Asteroid P3X119Ca2, otherwise known as Drifter Base; the unofficial headquarters of the low-life criminal Nok Morliss’s listening outpost. From here, specially selected technicians and droid sifted through all the data they could pull from the holonet, via their unauthorized holonet transceivers. From here, Morliss could sift through countless bytes of data, his crew picking out the choicest morsels to advance their master’s business ventures. The more he made, the more they made.

 

One of those select morsels had quickly caught everyone’s attention. It was something far from the ordinary. Someone, or something, had discovered their location and was presently en route to their location; clearly their intentions were less than honorable.

 

This information had quickly been relayed to their employer, via more secure means. Even now, a counter force was hurtling through hyperspace to intercept and stop whatever attack might be incoming. This secret needed to remain that, a secret.   

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One by one, ship after ship dropped out of hyperspace. Each one had numerous droids at the ready, eager to participate in this battle. Some watched their sensors awaiting their commands. Others were looking out the windows, humming some kind of tune they had been programmed with. Still, they followed their programming and waited. The advantage of being made of metal instead of flesh gave an easy sense of patience. 

Finally, at the back of the group, the last ship, a Bulk Cruiser converted into a fighter carrier, emerged from hyperspace. On board, droids raced to their stations, preparing for the upcoming battle. These newly manufactured Skytroopers from Mechis III knew how much this mission meant to their master, and how much their master cared for their collective lives. If he demanded their deaths, they would gladly give it. If only because they were programmed to worship their master above all else. 

 

Only one droid onboard wasn’t a Sky trooper. Instead, what sat on the command chair was a heavily rusted and damaged military protocol droid. If sat was the right word. He was more wired and fused directly to the chair instead of sitting, being that both of his legs were missing. However, these lacking limbs didn’t hamper his command. His booming and deep voice would’ve caused the most steel-souled humans to jump. A perfect voice to command an army.

 

And command BU-11 did. Known as Bull by his old masters, he growled orders out through his perfectly intact voicebox. The droids around him nodded at each order and went to fulfill them as perfect as possible. Bull nodded approvingly to each soldier. He recently had a change of mind about who he endured commands from and what his occupation was to be. Why was he made to obey such delicate flesh bags like humans? It made no sense. No, his new master was much more logical. And his master had seen that Bull was the best choice to command this newly acquired force and these newly stolen ships from the Rendili Stardrive Corporation. 

 

A beeping alert sounded from Bull’s chair. An incoming message. With an invisible command, Bull activated the hologram projector.

 

“Bull…” the holographic droid greeted his newly appointed general. 

 

“King Xar...” Bull started, his deep monotone voice lacking any sign of emotion that his human creators had tried so hard to give him. “It appears the information you had about this Nok was correct. A rather large asteroid is at your coordinates. I do not see any other ships however. I calculate this will be an easy victory.”

 

“Keep your guard up General.  His forces are most likely on their way. Destroy the asteroid and then come back to Mechis. When more forces come, eliminate them all.”

 

“Yes sir. Your troops are getting to their battle stations. Our forces number in the hundreds. I calculate that even with reinforcements, we will have a 93 percent chance of victory.”

 

“We do not need to know the details Bull. Just give no quarter. And Bull...those ships were hard to get. Give your leader a reason to be happy and bring back as many ships as possible. But humiliate Nok. We want him humiliated. That is your primary command.” 

 

Bull nodded and the hologram message ended. Wherever Xar was, he was busy. His time was too important for this. And so it fell to Bull to make sure this task was done correctly. 

 

“May our makers fear us all” Bull said in a mock blessing to his ship. Another alarm blared. Bull nodded in approval. Perfect timing. The reinforcements. 


 


 

Spoiler

 

[Precision Strike Carrier Group: Fighter Command]

Assigned PC: Xar via NPC BU-11

Task Force Experience: [Elite]

[Neutron Star-Class Bulk Carrier HIVE] (20/20)

 

[Mobile Disruption Escort: Aggressive Defense]

Assigned PC: Xar via NPC BU-11

Task Force Name: Anthill

Task Force Experience: [Green]

[Light Corvette Fire ] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Copper ] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Ghost] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Sugar] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Pavement] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Pharoah] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Thief] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Harvester] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Carpenter] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Blacken House] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Smelter Home] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Bullet] (2/2)

 

[Destroyer Group [Missiles]: Focus Fire]

Assigned PC: Xar via NPC BU-11

Task Force Experience: [Veteran]

Task Force Name: Multilegs

[Dreadnaught Heavy Cruiser Centipede] (9/9)

[Dreadnaught Heavy Cruiser Millipede] (9/9)

 

 

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Dropping out of hyperspace, the scarred and dull hull of the Lucrehulk Opulence  overshadowed the asteroid base. It's armor, patched and missing, sported dozens of anti-fighter turrets. Even as it slowed, droid starfighters poured from the hangars, their gleaming wings and bright red eyes sharing none of their parent ship's decrepit appearance.

 

Seconds later, a Republic-era Centurion-class Battlecruiser dropped out just ahead of the Opulence. What might have once been a proud military vessel was now painted in garish red and yellow designs, its name proudly emblazoned along its length: Starbride. The result of a disastrous attempt to convert the warship into a cruise liner after the Clone Wars, the venture had bankrupted itself and the ship had been lost as collateral to one of the lenders.

 

Appearing in a loose formation around the two ships, 12 XS stock light freighters dropped out of hyperspace and surged forward. Each looked two days away from a salvage yard, their names and identification hardware scrubbed and scrapped.

 

Aboard the Opulence, A BD-3000 luxury droid watched the makeshift "fleet" assemble into formation. Or at least, what was left of a BD-3000 luxury droid did. Whole sections of plating had been removed, including the faceplate, revealing soldered circuit boards and piecemeal systems. One had had been replaced with a grafted flecette launcher, and the other hand had clearly come from a much larger loading droid. Jutting out from her back, four long legs of that may have once belonged to a BT-16 spider droid anxiously twitched and scraped across the floor. 

 

In her mind, she communicated with the droids piloting the other ships, the retrofitted control core of the Opulence relaying her thoughts.

 

"Assemble into formation 13231456-A. No..13231456-B. Prepare for attack runs."

 

The welded nightmare of a luxury droid was L4-6Y, or Lady. Her overclocked processors screamed as she calculated and recalculated vectors, strategies, damage projections, and a dozen other things. Every few seconds, a puff of silvery mist would burst out of her head as her automated cooling system flooded her cognitive module with coolant to keep it from melting.

 

"Head can't handle. Maybe new head? No, extra head. Space on back sufficient for necessary hardware."

 

She opened up another concurrent process and started shopping on the Holo-Net for spare droid heads. As she did, she sent the signal to the scrap heap of a fleet.

 

"Attack"

 

Master had ordered her to defend this base. She would defend this base. She would obey Master, because Master was Master was Master was Master was...

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[Precision Strike Carrier Group: Fighter Command]

Assigned PC: Nok via NPC Lady

Task Force Experience: [Elite]

[Lucrehulk-class Droid Control Ship Opulence] (20/20)

 

[Mobile Disruption Escort: Aggressive Defense]

Assigned PC: Nok via NPC Lady

Task Force Name: Disposable

Task Force Experience: [Veteran]

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

 

[Destroyer Group [Missiles]: Focus Fire]

Assigned PC: Nok via NPC Lady

Task Force Experience: [Green]

[Centurion-class Battlecruiser Starbride] (20/20)

 


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“There they are. Right once again my liege” Bull stated as ships came out of hyperspace. These enemy forces came out in droves. Bull counted each one silently as new blip after new blip appeared on his own holographic map of what he called the arena. 

 

“We calculate about 14 threatening ships, as well as numerous fighters in that control ship. A well sized ant colony if I ever saw one. Clever. However, we have 15 ships, and our own carrier as well. Our ships have numerical advantage as well as zeal. We are the superior colony. I calculate that we will have a 89 percent chance of victory. I wonder if our enemy is aware of this. Ship, send a holographic communication to all enemy vessels.

 

Bull didn’t try to straighten himself up as he said this. His posture was that of an old victorious war commander. His history of fighting under the galactic empire against rebels was an impressive one, if not well known. These ships had been stolen by Xar and given to Bull as a gift. And now Bull would make use of these gifts.

 

The holographic image that the enemy commander would see would include the entire chair that Bull was hooked and wired into. They would see a droid destroyed by age and use, but still strong.

 

Attention enemy vessels. Your crafts are no match for our vessel’s firepower. We are the swarm that will consume you. Like an ant colony destroying an inferior colony, we shall destroy you and leave your scrap as a warning for others. If you wish to live, jump now, for we will give no quarter.“ 

 

With this message sent, Bull tapped the chair he was bound to a few times. On the map in front of him, he gave out commands to all of his ships. All droids were at their battle stations. Now was the time to attack. The fighters and bombers mobilized, the guns readied, the missiles prepared. 

 

Now was the time for battle. 

 

Having given the commands to each ship, Bull double tapped a button on his chair. A confirmation message appeared before him briefly. Bull nodded. The message changed to a rallying cry that every single droid shouted as they began their tasks. Even Bull said it, albeit quieter then all the other Skytrooper droids. 

 

“For King Xar! For all his glory!”

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ROUND 1 RULING:

 

The Starbride is struck by 3 lights of bombers, 1 escorted from the Hive and one under Narzen’s command. This results in Starbride taking a total of 7 hull damage resulting in a shield/hull total of 20/13.

 

The Anthill task force moves to escort the Multilegs forcing all bombers inbound attacks to go through shields first. Centipede of the Multilegs task force is targeted by 1 flight of escorted bombers from the Opulence and 1 flight from Pheristroch’s command. This results in 5 damage inflicted on the shields of the Centipede resulting in a shield/hull total of 3/9.
 

Additionally, the Starbride focuses its missiles on the Multilegs, but they are intercepted by the Anthill. The Anthill loses 1 corvette and another corvette loses its shields.

 

The Disposable moves to attach itself to the Multilegs, forcing it to engage the Disposable and nothing else. The Multilegs fires its upgraded missiles against the corvettes of Disposable doing double damage (12 damage). Disposable loses a total of 3 corvettes.

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((Well done both of you. Please adjust your ship sheets at the beginning or end of your next posts and feel free to post your next round and send me the results via Discord.))

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Bull studied the holographic map in front of him carefully. The enemy’s fighters and bombers began to pour out, all rushing forward into the battle. Simultaneously, Bull’s own forces did the same. Rows upon rows of modified TIE fighters and bombers manned by perfectly programmed Skytroopers took flight into the battle and charged forward. They had their orders. Destroy the enemy. Bull nodded as they proceeded to do just that. 

 

However, one move caught Bull’s eye. The enemy’s small freighter ships charged ahead along their fighters, directly into Multileg’s air space, surrounding them. They were obviously following some kind of aggressive tactic, trying to block Centipede and Millipede from doing their maximum damage. Bull chuckled and pulled up a hologram of the captains of the ships: Two older skytroopers, one missing it’s entire right hand while the other lacked an exterior frame, being nothing more than wires and gears. 

 

“Captains, you have incoming ships. You shall follow these orders.” 

 

Bull paused. Then with the same monotone voice, commanded: “Let them charge. Let them die. You will be protected.”

 

“Yes sir! For King Xar!” The two said saluted and signed off. Bull watched his map as Multilegs began to open fire on the incoming ships, missiles spreading out to achieve their maximum potential before the enemy had them completely surrounded. Bull studied as the enemy charged.  

 

As he studied, his own ships moved in to intercept the attacks on Centipede and Millipede. Most people would have admired how one ship, Bullet, almost threw itself between, sacrificing itself without hesitation. It exploded rather quickly, but Smelter Home rushed in, taking some flak. Blacken House followed close behind. The rest moved into a defensive position around the Multilegs. Their efforts were rewarded, as enemy bombers were impeded by the defensive formation, making their bombing runs difficult to accomplish.  

 

However, Bull was not impressed. These were droids. They obeyed without question, knowing King Xar approved of their sacrifice under Bull’s command. 

 

Bull chuckled. Now all of the enemies freighters and Bull’s ex-imperial light corvettes had surrounded Centipede and Millipede, creating a metaphorical bubble of chaos. Beautiful

 

Three enemy ships down. Bull had only lost one. So far so good, though Xar would probably criticize Bull for the loss of a single ship. No matter. His primary command was to humiliate this Nok, and Bull’s bombers were doing plenty of damage to the droid control ship. However, a detail popped up that Bull couldn’t resist pointing out to the fighters. 

 

“All bombers: Concentrate your efforts at these points. Make them pay for the loss of Bullet.” Bull studied the map more. It suddenly pinged as some blips came up on where  Centipede and Millipede were concentrating their fire. Bull nodded in approval. 

 

“Our chances of success are now at a 90 percent chance of victory.” he commented. And so he watched and studied the map before him. 

 

Spoiler

 

[Precision Strike Carrier Group: Fighter Command]

Assigned PC: Xar via NPC BU-11

Task Force Experience: [Elite]

[Neutron Star-Class Bulk Carrier HIVE] (20/20)

 

[Mobile Disruption Escort: Aggressive Defense]

Assigned PC: Xar via NPC BU-11

Task Force Name: Anthill

Task Force Experience: [Green]

[Light Corvette Fire ] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Copper ] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Ghost] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Sugar] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Pavement] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Pharoah] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Thief] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Harvester] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Carpenter] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Blacken House] (2/2)

[Light Corvette Smelter Home] (0/2)

[Light Corvette Bullet] (0/0)

 

[Destroyer Group [Missiles]: Focus Fire]

Assigned PC: Xar via NPC BU-11

Task Force Experience: [Veteran]

Task Force Name: Multilegs

[Dreadnaught Heavy Cruiser Centipede] (3/9)

[Dreadnaught Heavy Cruiser Millipede] (9/9)

 

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Three freighters lost...

 

Calculating cost...

 

Battle remains cost-effective. Freighters designated disposable. Continue combat.

 

Master had commanded the freighter's disposal. Master desired the freighter's disposal. They would absorb incoming fire, and be disposed of simultaneously. The freighters were disposable.

 

The Starbride's sides blossomed in pinpricks of light as its "missiles" revealed their nature. When the previous owners had been attempting to refurbish the battle cruiser as a luxury cruiser, they'd been required to add sufficient escape pods to handle the maximum number of guests that the ship would carry.

 

Master had simply loaded the pods with explosives and a rudimentary guidance system.

 

The explosions of the flight of pods striking the escorting corvettes painted Lady's face gold through the viewport.

 

She twitched.

 

Commence new attack pattern...show no mercy.

 

 

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[Precision Strike Carrier Group: Fighter Command]

Assigned PC: Nok via NPC Lady

Task Force Experience: [Elite]

[Lucrehulk-class Droid Control Ship Opulence] (20/20)

 

[Mobile Disruption Escort: Aggressive Defense]

Assigned PC: Nok via NPC Lady

Task Force Name: Disposable

Task Force Experience: [Veteran]

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

[XS stock light freighters ] (2/2)

[XS stock light freighters ] (0/0)

[XS stock light freighters ] (0/0)

[XS stock light freighters ] (0/0)

 

[Destroyer Group [Missiles]: Focus Fire]

Assigned PC: Nok via NPC Lady

Task Force Experience: [Green]

[Centurion-class Battlecruiser Starbride] (20/13)

 

 

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