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pashatemur Registered: Jun '04	Date Posted: 8/5/05 9:28am Subject: RE: The Galaxy at War Part III: Schism of the Sith - Date Edited: 8/5/05 9:36am (1 edits total) Edited By: pashatemur
	OCC: MEMO FROM THE GM NO POSTING OF "UNDISCLOSED" OR UNPLOTTED LOCATIONS WITHIN THE GFFA. PLEASE BE CAREFUL CONCERNING THIS ISSUE. POSTINGS OF THIS SORT CONSTITUTES A MATTER OF CONFLICT AND UNFAIR ADVANTAGE. THIS RULE APPLIES TO EVERYONE. AFTER CAREFUL REVIEW AND CONSOLTATION, IT HAS BEEN ESTABLISHED THAT SUCH UNPLOTTED LOCALS CAN RESULT IN CONTENTIONS INVOLVING THE USE OF ONE LOCAL BY DIFFERENT FACTIONS. IF YOUR LOCATIONS IS TO BE HIDDEN, COVERT, OR SHIELD, STATE THIS AND STATE HOW IT IS SO. (suggest that this is stated in the "LOCATION" part of your heading. I.E. - A smuggling ring establishes a stronghold on a small moon in an "undisclosed" location. The Empire establishes a secret research facility in an "undisclosed" location. - same moon. Or The ARR's agent records the taking a slaves by Trandoshans condoned and guard by Imperial command. An Imperial agent levels his blaster at the ARR agent from his hiding place in an undisclosed location directly adjacent to the ARR's undisclosed location. Or The Ursans now occupied an own an unknown world from which they could mine great wealth allowing them to set up a base of their own from which they could launch assaults on the Rebel base, "Bad Kharma." PLOTTING YOUR LOCAL, IF IT IS YOUR OWN CREATION MUST BE PLOTTED WITHIN THE GFFA AS WELL. STATE "OUTER RIM" AND "CORE" ETC. THE LESS SPECIFICALLY PLOTTED THE LOCAL THE LESS SECURE YOUR POSITION, AS IT WILL BE HARDER TO CONTEST ACTIONS UPON SUCH A LOCAL. KEEP THIS IN MIND! Please send questions to the GM via PM if you require further clarification. Thank you. Pasha -----signature----- http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/17959370/p1 The Flower of Bast: personal journals of LDV ~\| Acroama, LD, SDO\|~ o[]\|\|]ooooooooo[0]\|\|[]{ "It's a sin to kill a Mockingbird!"
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FlamingBladeSaber Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 8/5/05 9:38am Subject: RE: The Galaxy at War Part III: Schism of the Sith
	IC: Anaron Nexon, Kamino temple. The rain beated heavily amongst the roof of the temple, it was soothing and calming to Anaron who liked the rain more than anything. "That's a shame, I hadn't thought that any had been lost to the lure of the dark side. I did however, know that some had met their fate and are at peace now." He replied to the Cerean master. He then suddenly felt something, a strong presence that he hadn't felt for a long, long time now. It was blatent to him at this second he knew who it was. And as he walked through the door, the small padded steps were well guaranteed to come from the ancient jedi master, Yoda. "Master Yoda, What a pleasant suprise!" He shouted at his maximum. Anaron couldn't coat his respect and excitement at seeing one of the masters he hadn't seen for what seemed like centuries after a year. His face lit up in joy and he took a knee before the small creature of great wisdom. He awaited for a reply, his head on his knee silently. TAG: Yoda, Ki-Adi-Mundi, D'Cannith and Aayla Secura. -----signature----- Bad spellers of the world - Untie! The only good is knowledge and the only evil is ignorance!
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pashatemur Registered: Jun '04	Date Posted: 8/5/05 9:47am Subject: RE: The Galaxy at War Part III: Schism of the Sith - Date Edited: 8/5/05 9:52am (1 edits total) Edited By: pashatemur
	* -----signature----- http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/17959370/p1 The Flower of Bast: personal journals of LDV ~\| Acroama, LD, SDO\|~ o[]\|\|]ooooooooo[0]\|\|[]{ "It's a sin to kill a Mockingbird!"
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pashatemur Registered: Jun '04	Date Posted: 8/5/05 9:49am Subject: RE: The Galaxy at War Part III: Schism of the Sith - Date Edited: 8/5/05 11:16am (3 edits total) Edited By: pashatemur
	IC: Lord Vader LOCATION: Vader's stateroom of the Devastator, Dellalt in the Dellalt System He lay awake. He’d spoken with Celeste earlier in the day for the first time in a month. He heard his voice, even and flat, devoid of emotion, and though she stood calmly and smiled holding Sophia in her arms for him to see, he could hear the concern and sadness in her voice, but he couldn’t bring himself to yield to it. “Yes, ‘di muore,’* Sofia has quite grown. I shall have missed so much, but after we debrief in Coruscant, I promise, I'll be home very soon." He ached to hold his daughter, but this was no time to open the fortress. He continued on a different subject and Anakin knew that Celeste understood and she worked to accomodate his need to remain aloof. After all, she certainly understood it. "My commendations, I trust they’ve been executed?” (beloved) “Yes and the appointments were well received in the Duma, Anakin. It seems the conservatives were appeased and we shall see the passage of a moderate slate after all…Anakin…?” “Yes?” She paused, as if uncertain how to say in the most efficient manner all she wished him to know, and he could feel the fullness of her desire, but again, he could not allow himself the luxury of giving into emotion. So he waited, his hard gaze unmoved. “I …wish …you a fair wind,” the soft and gentle voice said in broken chords, as Sofia in her arms touched what he knew was a tear stained cheek. Lord Vader blinked, “Thank you…Madame…I sent my annual address to the Secretary of Public Liaison just now, and a copy to you. I trust that it meets with your approval and … Halera, Reina Mavras Ursa…a…a..lo muore, Celeste, mi magdetha, a lo muore!”** (Hail, Queen Majesty of Ursa...I love you, Celeste, my wife, I love you!) He made it clear that the conversation was ended and though he cut transmission, he left the still image standing in blue quarks before him and reached out to stroke that gentle cheek and touch the child. As he did so, his breath caught and he leaned his head back and closed his eyes against the tears as he said their names. Anakin had stowed the desire away. He wanted nothing more than to fall into her arms and let all that was in him out. He felt hollow, but a solid stone within, spent and yet roiling with Force storms, and so very, very encumbered. ** Master Faulkner fought well. He stood waiting for him. As Anakin approached the hermit, having only said “Prepare yourself, Jedi,” he spun Jung ma and crashed down upon the Master’s waiting saber that a second before was nowhere to be seen. The ancient Master filled Anakin with awe. The Jedi moved in a blurr and his form was unknown, it was Vaapad but punctuated with a strange angular and linear emphasis that was an intense offense. Still, though the forest echoed with their clash, and the birds and wildlife fled before them, a symmetry and a cohesion evolved and Anakin could feel the Force swell around them. So strongly centered in the Force was the Master, and so purposeful his parries that Anakin began to see he instructed him and locked, Anakin’s eyes burning with his cool intensity, he found himself centimeters from the gray of Master Silas’. “Very good, Anakin,” said the calm voice. “Why do you instruct me, Master Jedi,” inquired Anakin quietly, his brow furrowed in the cold darkness. “…because you will need my lessons, youngling. There are many who seek your demise, and the Son of suns has much growing to do before he bears the fruit of love and compassion!” They were now out upon a weathered rock, perched over a mist covered valley and rain and lightening colored the sky. "Yes, and a man with many enemies cannot afford emotion. Compassion is a currency I must spend sparingly!" “Hummm!” returned the Master and he, rather than evade the hard and furious stikes of Lord Vader’s red blade, bent to the flow of the stikes. Anakin began to follow example, and soon it was a lesson with no pretense to both walking away. They fought for 2 hours before the Master de-ignited his turquoise blade in the middle of a block, Anakin’s blade puncturing that venerable breast. The Master fell upon Lord Vader and sighed. Anakin laid him upon the wet ground and as Faulkner lay dieing, the young Sith bade him farewell. “I am honored, Master Faulkner. I regret our position of opposition. Your gift to me will be honored with reverence.” “Of that, I am quite sure, youngling,” whispered the ancient Master. “There is…in you…a truth, my son! Right to guard it…see you do not starve it. * The fire spit and crackled with the flesh of the old Master and Anakin stood, his black cloak wipping in the rain, till the pyre died out and the embers washed away in the rain with his tears, a pack of Dellalt canoids howling poignantly in the forest beyond. Bowing respectfully, he hurried back to his Interceptor and a very wet R-2D-2. “Return coordinates, R-2,” he said flatly. * It was morning, by the Devastator's chronometer and Infarius arrived promptly as commanded. The Lt. Colonel told his tale matter-of-factly as he handed his sabers to Lord Vader. It was a tale of solitude, of despair and tenacity, Corellia, and ancient Sith tombs on Korriban. Lord Vader stood, his back to the man, listening and then suddenly whirred around and sent Infarious’ sabers sailing through the air to the unsuspecting racontur. Lord Vader’s red blade slamming down out of a blurred fan, he did not give Infarius time to prepare and the blade stood centimeters from the man’s throat. “Well, I see where there is a distinct deficit, Infarius. Before you sally forth, you’ve a great deal to learn, and…not all of it saber form.” Lord Vader made the merest movement and his saber was again “sheathed” and clipped to his belt. “You may stand down, Lt. Colonel. Firstly, any “purging” you do, is at the will of his Imperial Majesty, Emperor Palpatine. Secondly,” and Vader lifted a finger in an emphatic gesture, “that rogue who destroyed your family is no measure of a Jedi. You must not underestimate your opponents. You must know them…” Anakin paused to let Infarius feel that he was not merely being authoritarian, but truly instructing, “being of Sith is not a matter of simmering, operatic passions. I suggest you abandon your previous conceptions and open your mind. The path you think you are choosing is something else entirely. I will afford you some instruction and we shall see what that yields. Your first task, forget what you have learned.” Anakin turned and pick up a comm. and gestured toward the door, which hissed open. “Dismised!” TAG: Lt. Col. Infarius -----signature----- http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/17959370/p1 The Flower of Bast: personal journals of LDV ~\| Acroama, LD, SDO\|~ o[]\|\|]ooooooooo[0]\|\|[]{ "It's a sin to kill a Mockingbird!"
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LordDarthUmbrus Registered: Sep '04	Date Posted: 8/5/05 10:10am Subject: RE: The Galaxy at War Part III: Schism of the Sith - Date Edited: 8/5/05 11:05am (3 edits total) Edited By: LordDarthUmbrus
	IC: The Emperor Palpatine/Darth Sidious Location: The Emperor's Throne Room - Top Floor - Imperial Palace - Courscant The patterns ran to peace throughout the Galaxy, as if all Life was holding its breath for the 'next big thing'. Sidious sat in the darkened Throne Room sorting through the patterns. The Imperial Annexation imperitive was progressing well. Tarkin was doing an admirable job gating the CIS in by quickly annexing system after system, pulling the non-aligned rim worlds into the Imperial sphere. Vader had managed to find quite a few Jedi Masters who had thought themselves well hidden. But then who could hide for long from the Chosen One. Vader's growth in the Dark Side had seen marked progress over the past year. He had grown better at controllng his passions and focusing them. Such lent power to his will. This was fine, up to a point, but he would have to be destabilized soon so that he did not become too powerful. That is where Celeste came in. Celeste remained quiet on her world tending to their daughter. It settled into Sidious's mind that it would be soon necessary to make use of Sofia as she would now be a key to better control both Vader and Celeste. Maybe Uncle Dantius needed to pay a social call on his dear Little Bird and her Little Flower. But silence always disturbed Sidious greatly. Grievous had not been heard from in a long while. Periodic Intelligence probes had confirmed that Death Star was still in Kalee orbit, but The Ravager had gone and was loose out there somewhere. Grievous was up to something, but the Force would not reveal what just yet. The time for action had not yet come. More insidious still was the creeping feeling that something was amiss among the Jedi. Something secretly amassed somewhere, hidden. Sidious was not blind to the irony of this feeling. It must have been the same feeling the Jedi Council had as Sidious slowly manuvered them into position for his strike. Sidious would not be so easy a target to manipulate, despite the Dark Side's recalcitrance to reveal its secrets concerning the Jedi, he had other means to ferret them out. The Force had offered Sidious a blind spot and he knew where that blind spot originated. Vader himself. His pull on the Dark Side and his secret inclinations toward the Jedi, his subconscious hesitance in their regard, helped to conceal the Jedi from Sidious's site. So Sidious needed a countermeasure to overcome this spot as Vader was too valuable an ally to be rid of. Sidious had long been in favor of reinstituting an ancient order of Sith that lived to serve their Lords. Though partially out of spirit with the wisdom of Darth Bane's constraints on the Sith of there being only one Master and one Apprentice, the institution of the Sith Marauder was finding its need ever more pointed as things became more difficult for Sidious to control alone. After a fashion he had already reinstituted this ancient order of lessor Sith Assassins. His recruitment of Malien Encantor years ago had started this tradition. After Maul's death, Malien had, of course, wanted to become Sidious's new Apprentice, but Sidious had to leave that open for Dooku as Dooku had connections and resources Sidious needed to implement his plans for the Jedi and galactic domination. Malien, instead, was tutored by Sidious in the ancient ways of the Sith Marauder, a Sith warrior specifically developed for shadow-wars. A spy. An assassin. An unrivaled fighter. The Sith Marauder had been a scourge of the Old Republic in times past. He was also a valuable tool to the Dark Lords in keeping their empires in check. It was mostly out of fear of the Maruaders that many Dark Lords kept their power for so long. Many a Military genius or even a Sith Apprentice had fallen to a Sith Maruader's blade if the Dark Lord felt threatened. Sith Marauders were specially inculcated by a Dark Lord with mental conditioning that made them loyal beyond reason to their dark Masters. So it was with Malien Encantor. Now Malien had been tasked by Sidious to seek out and find other Force sensitives that were either disaffected with the Jedi or who were young enough to be brought up fully in Sith teachings. He would call this elite force The Emperor's Hands. The ancient order of the Sith Marauders alive in the present day. With only a handful of these 'Hands' Sidious would be able to maintain control over his Force Blind minions and focus his attentions on controlling Vader. This secret order would be tied to the Imperial Secret Service so there would be no break in the chain of military command. Admirals, Generals, Moffs, Governors and the like would all learn to fear these Hands of the Emperor. They would come to learn that through them the Emperor would know all and be able to administer his displeasure across light years at a moments notice. Even Vader would have to be mindful of them should treachery fill his heart too fully. Sidious was pleased and felt more secure at having such an institution restored. Just then the comm chimed. What is it? Sidious asked distractedly. "A message from his Royal Majesty King Matthias Zamet of Cartao, your Majesty." came Sly Moore's voice. "I will speak with him." The Emperor made it a habit of dealing with planetary Royalty personally as it was an age old tradition for a soveriegn to directly speak with the vassalage. The Emperor's holoprojector turned and then presented the image of the Cartaon king. At frist sight Sidious was struck by the fact that this king was a powerful locus in the Force. "Ahhh, your Majesty, we have been too negligent of our friends the Cartoans for far too long. How may the Empire be of service to you?" Sidious spoke with Palpatine's practiced political aplomb. "Emperor Palpatine, your highness? I am Matthias Doli Zamet, King of Cartao. Yes... Cartao is in desperate need of forgiveness for its past actions. If you remember, we did not directly help the Seps but our technology was taken hostage." Came the reply. Tag: King Matthias/Eme/Corvexus -----signature----- "Great Spirit, Maker of All Life. A warrior goes to you swift and straight as an arrow shot into the sun. Welcome him and let him take his place at the council fire of my people. Tell them to be patient and ask death for speed." - Chingachgook ~~~ SDO
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Eme-ma_Himou Registered: Aug '04	Date Posted: 8/5/05 10:16am Subject: RE: The Galaxy at War Part III: Schism of the Sith
	IC: Matthias "We wish to be part of your Empire, as we had once been before the Clone Wars." Tag: Palps
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DARTH_GOLLUMSMEAGOL Registered: Sep '03	Date Posted: 8/5/05 10:18am Subject: RE: The Galaxy at War Part III: Schism of the Sith - Date Edited: 8/5/05 10:33am (1 edits total) Edited By: DARTH_GOLLUMSMEAGOL
	IC: Lt. Col. Infarius Loc: Devastator Infarius spun an about face and left Vader behind, he was still in awe over what had just happened, while he had been confident that something of the nature of what happened would occur, he was shocked at the blinding speed at which it took place. Still, the words that Vader had spoken to him drove straight at his heart, “that rogue who destroyed your family is no measure of a Jedi. You must not underestimate your opponents. You must know them…” the words still ringing in his head. In that instant something washed over him, he knew that his life would not be commited to simply killing jedi, somewhere down deep in his soul he knew that his life would have more meaning than just ending others, the hate was still there, how could it not be? however there was something else, there was a spark, a thirst for something more, at that point he realized that his life was but to serve this great man, and only this man. He knew right then that whatever may happen to him, he would make sure his path lie with Vader and something extraordinary was going to come of it. He also realised that sooner or later he was going to have to cross paths with the Emporer, this he was NOT looking forward to. While Vader seemed to not be taken aback from his force sensitivity, Palpatine surely would not take the same recourse. Infarius had heard stories of the purge when Palpatine had become Emporer. Still he was not scared, for he had nothing to lose, and a man like that is more dangerous than a cornered gundark. Infarius arrived at his post on the bridge, it seemed they were finnaly moving away from the blockade. The next time they were near Imperial Center Infarius would ask permission to retrieve his ship. He saw Tarkin briefly as the holo-com faded. The Devastator hit Hyperspace He knew he should meditate and wait for Vader to come to him again. It had begun... Tag: Lord Vader -----signature----- Sir "I got *** on my mommy" of the 3SA Sarcasm Knights RIP Snowman
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Ominous Registered: Jul '04	Date Posted: 8/5/05 10:46am Subject: RE: The Galaxy at War Part III: Schism of the Sith - Date Edited: 8/5/05 10:47am (1 edits total) Edited By: Ominous
	IC: Commander Darkeyes and Master Chief Titus Location: Bad Karma Torian and Titus are in the comm. center going over the latest happenings in the galaxy. A petty officer walks up and hands a communication from a man named Lan Revus. Titus looks at Torian quizzically, “what does it say boss?” Torian: “It seems that we are being offered land on a planet for training. Also we have acquired some exotic birds for our collection. Are you up for a little trip Chief?” Chief: In a sarcastic tone, “a chance to see the galaxy? Oh why not!” Torian: With a grin, “Good! I want you to bring Vrux, she can check out the birds.” Chief: Aye sir. It is already done. IC: Torian, Titus, Vrux, and four of Torian's teammates Location: Lambda-class T-4a Imperial Shuttle, space Torian: Are we ready Chief? Chief: Yeah she is coming up now. Vrux: Everything is a go, what are the coordinates? Torian punches in the coordinates into the navicomputer. “All set, prepare for the jump to light speed.”The blue swirl of hyperspace envelopes the ship, and soon the ship is launched into deep space. TAG: Lan, Gavin -----signature----- Proud member of the JTC Silence is Golden, Duct tape is Silver! Those who live by the lightsaber get shot by those who don't. the real purpose of language is no longer to convey meaning - it is to obscure meaning
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LordDarthUmbrus Registered: Sep '04	Date Posted: 8/5/05 10:47am Subject: RE: The Galaxy at War Part III: Schism of the Sith - Date Edited: 8/5/05 11:09am (1 edits total) Edited By: LordDarthUmbrus
	OOC: In order to rectify my error in my Lan Revus post I am restating his present location. Location: Ossus, current secret base of ARR (at least the last time I was informed. Anyone who bombs me here will be subject to LZM - and you don't want that!). My apologies for my lack of attention to the rules. I will try to do better even though I am a sneaky coniving villainous old Sithy. So there. -----signature----- "Great Spirit, Maker of All Life. A warrior goes to you swift and straight as an arrow shot into the sun. Welcome him and let him take his place at the council fire of my people. Tell them to be patient and ask death for speed." - Chingachgook ~~~ SDO
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Mortimer_Nerdly Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 8/5/05 11:28am Subject: RE: The Galaxy at War Part III: Schism of the Sith - Date Edited: 8/5/05 11:34am (3 edits total) Edited By: Mortimer_Nerdly
	OOC: Excellent memos Pasha! I'm introducing a new character (Pasha approved) into the mix. Name: Morcia (Pronounced “Mor-see-a”) --Age: 19 ---Gender: Female ----Species: Kaleesh -----Eye Color: Golden yellow ------Hair Color and Style: N/A -------Skin Complexion: Brown --------Clothing: Tattered black robes and a cape envelope her body; a chalk white Mumuu skull, decorated in red and orange war paint, covers her face ---------Physique: Slender ----------Personality: Condescending, superiority complex, intellectual -----------Quirks: Quiet natured, hiss-like voice ------------Force Sensitive: Yes (she does not know it) Personal Ship -Name: The Sweep --Class: RS-73 “Sweep” (Techno Union design; custom built) ---Exterior Description: Shaped like a streamlined dagger; shiny black with a reflective surface ----Interior Description: A cockpit illuminated by orange lighting; an Astromech sits right behind Morcia -----Weapon Systems: Two Laser Cannons; Two Warhead Launchers (Both hold a total of eight missiles) ------Crew Compliment: 1 Pilot, 1 Astromech Droid (R2-X13) -------Hyperspace Capability: Yes --------Misc. Specs.: Atmosphere Speed: 3,000 MPH; Space Speed: 140,000 KPH; Wing Span: 9 Meters; Length: 15 Meters Biography -Brief History: Morcia is the oldest of those born by one of General Grievous’ many wives. She cares for her father and strives to excel in areas of his interest, though she disapproved of him having so many mates. That and tied with the fact that she was the very first of his children, she believed that she was superior and made sure to uphold the belief and make it known by whatever means she saw fit. With this, she sought training as a hunter and an assassin both to suit her demeanor and to assist the Kaleesh against the Huk. During the war, she brutally assassinated Huk targets so to turn the tide of the war in her peoples’ favor. In turn, she was honored many times for her exploits. Morcia also proved proficient in operating fighter craft and had a ship custom built for her when the CIS was formed. During the Clone War, she only mounted few assassinations due Grievous’ wish to make her virtually unknown to the Republic. She fought against his decision on numerous occasions, but lost the battle every time. Her only solace was that Grievous used her down time to hone her skills even more. Morcia has but a few friends, including Sev’rance Tann and Kessa Danai. She does not make such ties with ease, though. Further, she loathes all who stand against Grievous. Her hatred burns most violently for the Huk and the Jedi who came to their aid. --Military History: Assassin and pilot during the Kaleesh-Huk War and part of the Clone War ---Traumatic Experiences: Kaleesh-Huk War, General Grievous’ transformation into a cyborg Kalee System The Ravager War Room IC: General Grievous The chamber was gigantic. It seemed larger because no one was in it, yet, but myself. It was perfect circle lined with theater seating, all capped with a bland dome - Like a planetarium. In the center sat a projector and I strode right up to it. The machine hummed to life and its displays flickered. A few inputted commands and from the projector, a holographic sphere emerged. Beautifully colored and detailed, planetary rings and all, was an image of the volcanic world of Sarapin. During the past year, the Confederacy of Independent Systems had favored well under me. My disappointment lay with the fact that no major battles took place to the scale of either Battle of Ursa. Several skirmishes, yes. I'd lost count of how many we'd won and lost. It didn't matter to me. Skirmishes didn't matter to me. The Confederacy wasn't gaining. My only solace was that The Ravager had earned quite a reputation and the Imperial funding was slowly depleting in terms of the cost to rebuild and repair vessels. Project Death Star had been coming along quite nicely, but that just wasn't enough, no. With war comes arms races. That's always a given. So what to do in terms of finishing the station faster, and in so doing increasing production of Confederate forces both in space and on land? The answer was simple: Sarapin. Sarapin reigned as the cheif energy collection center of the galaxy, once held by the Republic, then under the Confederacy under Sev'rance Tann when we still had possession of the Wookiee Decimator. Prior to the weapons' destruction, the planet was retaken and today it flew the Empire's colors. That was subject to change, I knew it in my heart. In addition to several other officers, droids and organics alike, summoned General Tann, Kessa, as well as my daughter Morcia, one of many who I recently brought onboard, to The Ravager's War Room. From here, plans would be laid to sieze the Imperial world with the ultimate goal set in our minds. The Imperials, I knew, must NEVER have the Death Star technology and I was willing to do anything to ensure that did not happen. Soon Sarapin would be mine to do with as I saw fit. I would not underestimate the Empire again, like the Second Battle of Ursa. I would attack them with the greatest force the galaxy would ever see! No one can stop me! TAG: Shadow, Mertroid []=====#[]<---------------- M_N! ---------------- -----signature----- CIS Junkie n_n ~Member of the Official General Grievous FanClub~ Ich spreche Deutsch! Én beszélek magyarul! Boyfriend of Catgirl_from_Eoz.
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TheAdmiral Registered: Mar '04	Date Posted: 8/5/05 11:46am Subject: RE: The Galaxy at War Part III: Schism of the Sith
	IC:ARC Commander Alpha -No thanks sir,someday I'll go to them.So what will be my next mission?-asked Alpha Tag:Torian -----signature----- Proud member of the Clonetrooper Fanclub/Stormtrooper Fanclub Grand Admiral in The SWC Empire Proud player in the best rpg series on the boards - The Galaxy at War http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/30532100/p1/?0 My first fan fic
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Nefertiti Registered: Oct '04	Date Posted: 8/5/05 12:40pm Subject: RE: The Galaxy at War Part III: Schism of the Sith
	Jocasta Nu Desert Homestead Tatooine “Confine that which you fear to the mirror. Start with who is standing there. Then smile.” Awareness was slow to come to her, but when her head cleared, she saw that she was in the desert, near a homestead. There was some activity, but not enough for her to be concerned about being seen. Her study of the Holobook and Holocrons had taught her much. She had learned how to make herself visible, if required, or invisible. Strolling in closer, she listened and over the breeze she could hear voices, but not what they were saying. She wondered if the Codex had magnified whatever Force there was here to make it seem so strong. She’d been using it a lot recently. Doing that thing she claimed she couldn’t do. Looking for Obi-wan. She stopped at what appeared to be a generator and waited. Several days ago, she had been reading the history of Lord Githany. Jocasta thought it interesting how many Jedi had gone to the Dark Side. Their reasons were all basically the same, but it showed her, that even thousands of years ago there were problems within the Order. There were so many stories of lovers meeting in battle. How did they justify that…that killing of a loved one? Lord Githany had loved Lord Charny, but she showed no hesitation in meeting him in combat, but the fates were with him. She was killed. Little is known of their personal relationship except a small snippet near the end of her file. A mention of the Veil of Unkas. Made from the silk of the Lava Worms, Kiel acquired the veil, at great cost, and presented it to her as his vow of faithfulness. After her death, it disappeared. Jocasta had it in the Dathka box. Standing there listening, she wondered at the abuses lover’s inflicted on each other all in the name of love. The sham of it all…love. Something caught her attention. Tag: Anyone -----signature----- .
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starwarsbeauty Registered: Feb '05	Date Posted: 8/5/05 1:08pm Subject: RE: The Galaxy at War Part III: Schism of the Sith
	OOC: Here is my opening post for Mara Jade. I will be using other people also. IC: Wil and Sapphire Jade Loc: NarShadaa Embassy Wil stared at his wife and daughter. Sapphire just stood there and cried while holding Mara who was staring up at her mother with a smile on her face. They would have to give Mara up for her safety and the chance to have a good life. These past 18 months had been the most hectic 18 months of Wil's life. He had got himself into trouble with a Hutt, and his wife had a baby. Wil put his arm around Sapphire and tried to comfort her but nothing would stop her crying. "Sapphire, we have to do this. The longer we wait the more danger she will be in and we have agreed that this is the best thing." Wil knew that this wasn't going to help any but hopefully it would help Sapphire to give Mara up. "I know dear, but this is our baby. Our daughter. I just don't feel right leaving her here. Who knows what will happen to her." Sapphire said while still crying. She had never done anything this hard. Wil knew he was going to have to be stern and move things along. "Sapphire, we are going to go into the Embassy and give Mara to them and we are going to do it now." She looked at him with hurt and anger in her eyes. She knew he was right so she walked into the Embassy up to a person sitting at a desk. The person at the desk looked at her. "Is there something I can help you with?" Sapphire was tempted to say no and just leave. She started to cry again. Wil knew he was going to have to say it. "Yes, we need to put our daughter into the care of the Embassy." "Well, I will call someone to come and get her. I just need your name." "Wil Jade." A few minutes later a young woman walked up to them. "Excuse me, are you Wil Jade?" "Yes." "I am here to take your daughter to the nursery where she will be staying." Wil took Mara from Sapphire and handed her to the young woman and then took his wife and left the Embassy. -----signature----- "It was beauty that killed the beast" Laughter is timeless. Imagination has no age. Dreams are forever. All you need is Faith, Trust, and a little bit of Pixie Dust
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LadyZaraMarta Registered: Aug '04	Date Posted: 8/5/05 1:32pm Subject: RE: The Galaxy at War Part III: Schism of the Sith
	Padme Amidala & Dorme Typho - Tatoonine - ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Padme navigated the 'Aurora' over the parched desert that was Tatoonine.It was a quiet ship,Nubian built, one of Vanepp's newest addition to his fleet. Some people collected butterflies, some old antique paper books - Han collected ships. His collection now totaled 91 the last Amidala had heard. He won most at 'fizzbin'. Amidala bypassed Anchorhead, the tiny settlement closest to the Lars homestead and headed directly to the farm. Padme could feel Luke's need for her,and she hated the idea that she was not there to give him the love he desired. She knew that Beru and Owen loved Luke as their own and she would be eternally grateful to the couple,taking her child in as their own. But oh! how everyday she yearned to hold both Tanis and Luke in her arms. To be there to play with them or hold them when they fall or read to them in bed... The farm came into view and Padme began to slow the 'Aurora'for landing. It was then that she felt the other presence and bypassed the farm. "What is it Padme? You've gone past the farm." "There is something else down there, Dorme." "Sandpeople?I didn't see any." "No...something else...another presence. I..I can't explain it.I don't know what it is...friend or foe..if it means to harm Luke... I'm going to land a distance away from the farm so the Lars can't see us. If you would, Dorme, stay in the ship and monitor...I don't want the Tuskens to take us by surprise." Amidala landed the 'Aurora' and donning a dark blue hooded cloak to shield her from the rays of Tatoonine's double suns she headed down the ramp and walked a short distance from the ship. "Alright...I feel your presence. Show yourself. Why are you here?" TAG: The unknown presence
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Nefertiti Registered: Oct '04	Date Posted: 8/5/05 1:43pm Subject: RE: The Galaxy at War Part III: Schism of the Sith - Date Edited: 8/5/05 1:58pm (2 edits total) Edited By: Nefertiti
	Jocasta Nu Desert Homestead Tatooine Jocasta had seen the ship. As it passed the homestead and landed quite a bit away, Jocasta decided to see who it was. The Force was strong, but looking behind her, it was stronger…there. A smooth landing, the ship’s ramp came down and…Padmé! It was Padmé! Jocasta, visible now, reached Padmé before her feet had a chance to be warmed by the sand. “My dear friend, it has been so long, but you look well. Are you well, my dear Padmé?” Tag: Padmé -----signature----- .
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