Star Wars Senate Aflame

SENATE ALFLAME​

War is upon the Galaxy once again. Some 147 years after the Battle of Yavin, a new threat in the galaxy has arisen to endanger the freedom and safety of its citizens. The New Galactic Empire and The Alliance to Preserve the Republic rule the galaxy, side by side. They have had troubles, quarrels, and disagreements in the past. With the rising of a new Vong Empire, the two sides must decide how to proceed, together or apart, to preserve the galaxy as we know it. It has been alleged that the Vong Empire, led by the Febrayasis “dark sider” Nairę, has been responsible for recent attacks against both governments and the destruction of Cloud City. Naire is a chaotic fallen force user of the Febrayasis Order and will be no easy challenge for Sith and Jedi alike. If the Vong and Nairę gain power quickly, they will become an unstoppable force. The citizens must act quickly to protect their assembly…for it is AFLAME!​

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Factions​

· The New Galactic Empire: The Republic fell at the hands of the scheming Palpatine, and under his control he created the first Galactic Empire, with the boast that it would last a thousand years. To be an Imperial meant to bring Order and Peace to the galaxy. The Sith Lord's Empire was short lived but left a lasting impression on the galaxy, in the form of pretenders to the throne and other Imperial regimes. Many years later a New Empire was formed, and the New Galactic Empire would rise and under the command of a new Emperor to become a force the galaxy both respected and feared.​

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· The Alliance to Preserve the Republic: The Republic has always stood as a beacon of freedom and democracy throughout the Galaxy. However, it is a constant struggle to maintain the proper balance between maintaining order in a galaxy fractured by disparate interests, and the freedom of its citizens. There are those who would trample on the free rights of sentients; who would bring Order to the galaxy at the cost of democracy. It is our mission, our duty, to stand against those forces of darkness. To ensure that oppression never again rules over freedom. We are the Alliance to Preserve the Republic, and our fight shall not be in vain!​

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· The Vong Empire: The Vong Empire is a fairly new entity that was cultivated by the fallen Febrayasis, Nairę. This is a fanatical federation that honors the original Vong and plans to instill their obsessive beliefs upon the entire galaxy. They were once nothing more than an irritant, but soon became the tool of Naire to create chaos and war. Now they pose an equal threat to the New Galactic Empire and the Alliance. They will not stop until all have bowed before them or died.​

The Neutrality Pact: While most of the Galaxy has moved towards either the Alliance to Preserve the Republic (Rebel) or New Galactic Empire (Imperial) camps, a few planets have not joined either side. A former member of the Alliance, Abydos, formed the Neutrality Pact as a way of uniting these various worlds, and serving as a middleman between the Alliance and Empire. As of now, the NP is working towards helping Bespin and Mygeeto recover from the attacks upon their territory, while trying to get the Imperials and Alliance to work together better.​

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The game will start just after the destruction of the New Galactic Empire controlled city, Cloud City. There is confusion and disarray as all sides try to determine what fact is and what fiction is. You must decide how your faction will proceed; making an alliance with another faction or starting an all out war!​

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Your Character:​

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Obviously, this game will revolve mostly around military personnel and political figures. Jedi and Sith are both welcome along with any fringe types (such as terrorists for the Vong Faction), as long as you are affiliated with one of the three factions. I won't limit your choice here. Choose whichever you prefer. Do realize in most cases, not all of these slots need to be filled out.​

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Here is the CS:​

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Basics:​

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Bio (and pic optional):​

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Faction Affiliation:​

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Rules:​

1. No god-modding​

2. GM’s-word is final​

3. Send CS to BOTH GM’s (via PM) before posting​

4. Follow all JCF rules of conduct​

5. Have fun!!​

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(Credit goes to Admiral Volshe, Sistros, Bardan Jusak, Skywalker_T-65, and Sinrebirth for helping with this venture.)​

A final note: This is a “sister” venture of the SWC: Senate Aflame, SWC: New Galactic Empire, and SWC: Alliance to Preserve the Republic. Feel free to join in the full experience by participating in those threads as well!

OOC Thread: http://boards.theforce.net/threads/senate-aflame-ooc-discussion-thread.50009968/

GM's: Chewbacca89 (NGE), Bardan_Jusik (Alliance)

Ramza Edit: Locked at GM's request. Unlocked per recent developments.

 

Self Approved


Basics:
Name: James Macedon
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Languages: Basic, Bocce
Home Planet: Bespin
Appearance:
Skin Color: Light Tan
Hair/Fur Color: Light Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 5’11’’
Clothing: Imperial General uniform, civilian cloths (enjoys wearing whenever possible)

Bio (and pic optional):
James was born on the planet of Bespin in 111 ABY. He grew up as a Force-sensitive orphan on Cloud City, after being abandoned by his parents at a very young age. He lived among the streets until he was 8, often robbing tourists for food and money. When he was 8, he was adopted by a mysterious woman, Naire. She raised him well and enrolled him in school. James was a very bright student and excelled at critical thinking and politics. When he was 17 he enrolled in the New Galactic Empire Army Academy on Bespin.

2 years later (130 ABY), he graduated in the top 5% of his class and was awarded the rank of Lieutenant. His first assignment was as Security for the Senator of Bespin, Cody Eichel. James became a protégé to Cody, who taught him the ins and outs of politics. When Cody discovered that James was strong in the Force he revealed that he was a renegade Jedi Master. He offered to train James in the Force and to get him enrolled in the Imperial Knights as well.

The next ten years were hectic indeed. Juggling his military career, Imperial Knight training, and political shadowing became his life. In 140 ABY he gained the rank of Lt. Colonel in the Imperial Army. He was also wrapping up his training with the Imperial Knights and was an adept Force user. Next, he turned his attention back to Bespin and became the Senatorial Aid for Senator Cody Eichel. James garnered many enemies when because he would often refuse bribes and other forms of corruption. He cared deeply for Bespin and was loyal to the Empire. Little did he realize that Naire was manipulating his every move.

In 142 ABY he uncovered a massive plot of corruption when Cloud City was held hostage by a splinter cell of the NGE that had defected from the Empire. This group was called the Remaining True. They were attempting to return the Empire to its pre-BBY state and were killing anyone who opposed them. James was part of a task force that stopped a bombing at the Imperial Palace. James soon discovered Cody Eichel to be a leading member of the splinter cell. After a bloody war on Bespin, Cody and James faced off and James was forced to kill his mentor. Shortly afterward, James was awarded the rank of Lord General of the Imperial Army.

In 147 his confrontations with Naire came to a head, when she unleashed her Vong Empire on Bespin, destroying Cloud City. Now, James is struggling to rebuild his home world…




Faction Affiliation: New Galactic Empire
Force Affiliation: Shadow Gaurd
Military Position: Lord General
Political Position: Senator of Bespin, Speaker of the Senate

Weapon:
Type: Carbonite Gun, Military Issued pistol
Lightsaber: Single blade, basic hilt. Green Blade. Carries only for mission-specific roles.

Skill Set:
Force Strengths: Telekinesis, Alter Mind,
Force Weaknesses: All others.
Non-Force Strenghts: Great military strategist, leadership skills, and marksmanship
None-Force Weaknesses: Technology, languages

 

The HoloNet News can be traced as far back as the Freedon Nadd Uprising. With the tagline "The Information Sources For The Republic," the publication was segmented into news on business, regional sectors, Jedi, sports, and common Republic life, as well as general news headlines. There were also weather forecasts (available to those who knew their six-digit planet code) and a poll. A number of placed advertisements sponsored the publication, and full feed annual subscriptions were available for 45 credits in 22 BBY, although there was a free-access version as well. In these uncertain times, The Holonet News will become vital for spreading information throughout the galaxy




The Holonet News will act as an information source throughout the game to inform players of current events.

 

Approved by both GMs!

Basics:
Name: Emiliana Volshe
Species: Human
Gender:Female
Languages: Huttese, Basic, some Shyriiwook, some Hapan.
Home Planet: Naboo


Appearance:
Youthful, looks approximately 25 years old. Tall, slender, and classically beautiful.
Skin Color: Pale.
Hair/Fur Color: Curly, light golden blonde
Eye Color: Sea blue
Height: 6'0" (183.5 cm)
Clothing: Extravagant robes, cloaks, and headdresses, or a light robe and simple fitted top and pants in black, with heeled boots.

Bio:
Emiliana was born 23 BBY in Keren, Naboo.
At the age of 18, she decided to learn medicine and become a physician and 4 years later she finished her basic studies. Instead of staying on Naboo, she decided to join the Empire's navy. She worked upon minor missions and never made it to be more than an enlisted.
She worked until the Empire crumbled into the New Republic, and returned to Naboo shortly after 5ABY where she started to work as a medic. 10 years later she discovered she was mildly force sensitive. Oddly, she had also not aged past 25.
Emiliana had met a Sith during a humanitarian mission to Serenno, and decided to harness the power she was promised. The time she spent as a Sith she rarely speaks of and what happened during that time is mostly unknown.
She continued life as a Sith until the recent revival of the Empire under the New Galactic Empire. She quickly rose to the rank of Supreme Grand Admiral and joined the Senate as Senator of Naboo. At this time she also began to learn the ways of Febrayasis.
When the Emperor Sinrebirth was placed into his coma, she was crowned Empress of the NGE and subsequently elected Supreme Chancellor of the Senate. She continues to lead the faction, striving for peace, safety, and equality among the galaxy's citizens.

Faction Affiliation:New Galactic Empire
Force Affiliation: Febrayasis (formerly Sith)
Military Position: Empress and Supreme Commander
Political Position: Head of State/Supreme Chancellor and Senator of Naboo


Weapon:
(Rarely will use weapons).
Type: Q2 type hold-out blaster pistol concealed under her cloak.
Lightsaber:Two sabers with black hilts, black blades surrounded with light glow and purple "lightning".


Skill Set:
Force Strengths:Empathy and manipulation. (Affecting mind of opponents positively or negatively).
Force Weaknesses: Unsure of her own power, not as skilled in heated combat.
Non-Force Strengths: Strategy (especially Naval), diplomacy, medical treatment.
Non-Force Weaknesses: Can be quick to anger and stubborn or controlling.

 

Basics:
Name: Shira A’dola
Species: Vraeling
Gender: Female
Languages: Basic, Silmarin
Home Planet: Vrael

Appearance:
Skin Color: Light tan w/ subtly lighter swirling patterns
Hair/Fur Color: Brown, curly, w/ subtle red, blonde and gold highlights
Eye Color: Blue-Green with Slitted pupils
Height: 5’1”
Clothing: Soft flexible leather, greens and browns

Bio (and pic optional):
One of the few Vraeling given to the Jedi Temple, she left after a fallout with her master. She was then taken as Pupil to the Febrayasis Sage Sistros, who became Emperor of the New Galactic Empire. After becoming a full member of the Febrayasis Order, she was established as Emperor’s Sword and second in line for the throne.

Faction Affiliation: The New Galactic Empire
Force Affiliation: Febrayasis
Military Position: Emperor’s Sword, head of the Empress’ personal guards
Political Position: Not Affiliated

Weapon:
Type: Wooden Bo
Lightsaber: Royal blue blade



Skill Set:
Force Strengths: Living Force
Force Weaknesses: Unifying Force
Non-Force Strenghts: Speed and Agility
None-Force Weaknesses: Strength​

 

GM(s) Approved

Basics:
Name: Daniel Sandstrider
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Languages: Basic, Abydonian
Home Planet: Abydos

Appearance:
Skin Color: White
Hair/Fur Color: Black
Eye Color: Hazel
Height: 5’ 10”
Clothing: Abydos robes (think a more rustic Jedi robe)

Bio (pic):



Daniel was born and raised on Abydos, where he grew up in the town of Temple City. So named as it was in the shadow of the Temple of the Savior, where his ancestor had first arrived on Abydos. Daniel had a fairly uneventful childhood, at least until Abydos finally emerged on the Galactic scene.

Realizing that his planet needed leadership, Daniel began to search for someone to join the Senate to help lead his planet. What he wasn’t expecting was discovering his ancestor’s lightsaber, which had been prophesized to be the sign of a new leader.

Thus, Daniel had to take a crash course in being a Jedi and a Senator, to fill both roles that were now expected of him. At first, Abydos joined the Alliance to Preserve the Republic, where Daniel gained the majority of his Jedi training. But seeing how divided the Galaxy had become left him somewhat jaded. Realizing that relying on the Senate to talk to the opposing New Galactic Empire just lead to more conflict, Daniel lead Abydos out of the Alliance, and helped form the Neutrality Pact with other neutral worlds.

Now, with the threat that the new Vong pose, Daniel is trying to help both the Alliance and the Empire. Even if he personally doubted that this dark-sider was pulling the strings, Daniel knew he had to do everything in his power to help hold the Senate and the Galaxy together. And he would do what he could…



Faction Affiliation: The Neutrality Pact
Force Affiliation: Abydonian Jedi Order (the NJO did not accept Daniel’s…unique…training, so he had to found a makeshift order out of the Temple of the Savior)
Military Position: Commander of the Abydonian Navy
Political Position: Senator of Abydos

Weapon:
Type:
Lightsaber: Single bladed emerald saber (curved hilt)








Skill Set:
Force Strengths: Push, Stasis, Force Cloak
Force Weaknesses: Precognition
Non-Force Strenghts: Intelligence, charisma
None-Force Weaknesses: Physical combat

 

Approved by both GMs

Basics:​

Name: Jalin Mioree​

Species: Chiss​

Gender: Male​

Languages: Huttese, Basic, ​

Home Planet: Mygeeto​

Appearance:​

Skin Color: Traditional Blue skin of Chiss​

Hair/Fur Color: Medium cut black hair​

Eye Color: Red​

Height: 5'11​

Clothing: Traditional White Uniform with Military Insignia indicating the Rank of Grand Admiral of the Navy​

Bio (pic): Jalin Mioree was born in 117 ABY in a small mining village on Mygeeto. His father was the leader of the local mining business, but his mother died in child birth. Jalin was scared from that for the rest of his life and had a small influence on why he joined the NGE military. For the first 10 years of his life Jalin had it pretty easy. His dad was paid pretty good and they lived in the highest part of their mining village. Then one day his father was killed in a premature mining explosion. Jalin never got to see his father's body. Immediately after he got the news Jalin gathered up his belongings and ran away. He caught a transport in the capital city of Jygat, and never came back to the planet until later in his military career. While he was on the run he discovered an ability he had that only very few people from way back in Mygeetos history had. He realized he had the ability to Waterbend and Earthbend. No wonder playing in the snow when he was a kid came so easily to him. He stayed on the run living on his own until 135 ABY at age 18 when he found an add for the NGE Naval Academy. He applied and found out he had a knack for military strategies. He quickly worked his way up to the top of his class and graduated as Valedictorian in 140 ABY. He entered the field with the rank of Captain, but quickly worked his way up the line and gained the rank of Grand Admiral of the Imperial Navy within his first year. The first few years of being the GA were quiet and Jalin got a little annoyed with the tedious patrols and scouting missions that came back clean every time. Then in 147 ABY things started heating up. Jalin had ordered research and schematics made for a brand new battle cruiser for his fleet at his facilities that he surprisingly located on his home planet of Mygeeto. Recent reports of a Dark Febryasi Jedi and a cult that called themselves the "Vong" began to rise, and orders from the Empress said to keep the fleet on high alert. Not too long after the rescue of representative James Macedon from "Vong" custody, Jalin's own facilities came under attack. Nothing beens proven that it was the "Vong" behind the attacks, but the plans for the new battle cruiser Jalin was creating disappeared without a trace. The trail behind that is still being tracked and the empress has dispatched Jalin's fleet to patrol outside of the Javin sector where all is quiet, but Jalin's military senses tell him that not to long from now all hell will break loose.​

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Faction Affiliation: New Galactic Empire​

Force Affiliation: Small Force sensitivity, never used​

Military Position: Grand Admiral of the NGE Navy​

Political Position: Co-representative for Mygeeto​

Weapon:​

Type: and ​

Lightsaber:​

Skill Set:​

Force Strengths: Part of a rare variety of Chiss from Mygeeto that have the ability to Water and Earth Bend​

Force Weaknesses: Ysalamari cloud his vision where he can't bend​

Non-Force Strenghts: Great Military tactician, Graduated the top of his class at the academy, great leader​

None-Force Weaknesses: When his men are in danger, he always puts the safety of his men ahead of himself

 

So awesome it was Approved twice over!

Basics:

Name: Naren Omatta​

Species: Human​

Gender: Male​

Languages: Basic, Huttese, some Dosh.​

Home Planet: Praetor IV​

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Appearance:​

Skin Color: A bit Pale​

Hair/Fur Color: Brown​

Eye Color: Dark Blue​

Height: 6'1"​

Clothing: Officer's Uniform, Dress and Otherwise​

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Bio (and pic): Naren was born 42 years ago in the family estate on the somewhat backwater Planet of Praetor IV. It had been something bought and added to over the past few generations. His family was a military one, with most of it's members having served in the navy or on occasion the army since the days of the Old Republic, through the Empire, the Imperial Remnant, and now the NGE. Prior to the founding of the estate on Praetor IV, the Omatta family homeworld had been that of Anaxes, where military families and dynasties were common. Aside from regular visits to the Imperial capital whenever his father, an admiral, was home and a few other worlds besides, Naren largely grew up on Praetor. In addition to the general education most imperial citizens received, albeit through private tutors, Naren was taught all things military, strategic, tactical, and logistics, from the same age as he began his other schooling. Failure and lack of progress not accepted and success only seen as to be expected pushed Naren's learning far. One might even call it a twisted version of tough love. When he was old enough, he entering the Imperial Academy and passed with flying colors. It was to be expected, after all, he was an Omatta. His process of working his way up through the ranks was easier than most, with family members either having influential positions or at one point did and still had friends. His grandfather for instance, still alive, had been a Grand Admiral, something Naren hoped to achieve for himself one day.​

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Faction Affiliation: New Galactic Empire​

Force Affiliation: None​

Military Position: Admiral​

Political Position: None​

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Weapon:​

Type: Sidearm Blaster​

Lightsaber: N/A​

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Skill Set:​

Force Strengths: None​

Force Weaknesses: None​

Non-Force Strengths: Commanding Presence, Good head for tactics, Mean shot with Sidearm​

None-Force Weaknesses: Prideful and a tad Vain.​

 

Dual GM approval!
Basics:
Name: Solomon Holle, but goes by Sol
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Languages: Basic
Home Planet: Nar Shaddaa

Appearance:
Skin Color: pale white
Hair/Fur Color: red medium length hair
Eye Color: one brown eye one yellow
Height: 5'7
Clothing: A rust colored vest, white pants and black boots, and a brown robe.
Sol also has set of black Sith tattoos on one arm, winding up his arm from his finger tips to his shoulder blade and a black Dathomiri tattoo on his right forearm.

Bio (and pic optional): Sol was born on Dathomir to a Witch and a Sith Assassin, thus having an extremely dark connection with the force. As Sol was growing it was clear that he was a a prodigy, excelling in lightsaber combat and force use he rose to the top of the Sith Academy. Despite all his success he secretly hated it all. Sol hated the malnourishment he received, and the constant beatings. As Sol went into his late teens he began to seriously doubt the teachings of the Sith. The final straw was when Sol witnessed an Instructor beat one of the initiates to death after failing to preform an exercise correctly. Enraged by this injustice, Sol killed the instructor in front of the other initiates and silently walked out of the Academy, never wanting to return.

Now 28, Sol has defected to the Jedi Order and acts as an information source for the Council and assists with teaching of defense against the Sith's tactics. Unfortunately for Sol this could all change as the new Vong threat has entered the galaxy.


Faction Affiliation: The Alliance to Preserve the Republic
Force Affiliation: Jedi
Military Position:N/a
Political Position:N/a

Weapon:
Type:N/a
Lightsaber: a long handled dual action light saber with a ring on the end(yellow in color)



Skill Set:
Force Strengths: quickness, push, pull, lighting, telekinesis
Force Weaknesses: still has issues with the dark side (nightmares, aggressiveness, hallucinations)
Non-Force Strengths: very selfless, quick to help others
None-Force Weaknesses: not exactly a very good leader and suffers from social anxiety, making him a very quiet person and uncomfortable in crowds of large people.

 

Approved by both GMs!

Welcome your main villain, the evil mastermind behind these attacks...

Basics:
Name: Nairę Vastila
Aliases: The Protector, The Lost One.
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Languages: Basic, Charnese, understands many others.
Home Planet: Unknown; most likely Corellia

Appearance:
Skin Color: Pale
Hair/Fur Color: Dark Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 1.61 m
Clothing: Rough black silk cloak over deep or light purple leggings and a black top (much like Asajj Ventress' top).

Bio (and pic optional):


Nairę was discovered on the steps of the Febrayasis (for more info see link here) temple on Corellia. One of the current prophets insisted she be raised, sensing power and great potential, greater than most all the Febrayasi, in one small child. She was tested, her midichlorian count quite high and she was finally accepted as the youngest Pupil ever.

The teachers noticed that as she grew, she seemed to possess an unusual strength in the Force, even more so than explained by her original midi count. They decided that she would truly follow the prophet’s words, and promoted her training even more strictly. Nairę flourished, and ended up travelling to Hutt Space with a group of Febrayasi at the age of 13. While there, she discovered the true harshness of the universe, much worse than the mere words her teachers had spoken about the galaxy.

She escaped from her convoy during the nights, and became a beacon for slaves and civilians that were being unlawfully persecuted. She became known as the Child of the Light, and there is a legend on Tatooine to this day of her appearance, lightsaber glowing among the freezing sands.

She continued to be an advocate for these neglected peoples, consistently travelling as a “diplomat” to worlds, before freeing them. In addition to her role in Outer Rim worlds, she would also travel as a humanitarian for Inner Rim and Core Worlds.

She married the patriarch of the Anti’ll family, whose descendants are now known with the name of Antilles.

She trained with Mekonah (see link here), and became dear friends with her, accompanying her on off-world missions, and working together on improving the teachings of Febrayasis. Mekonah trained her whole-heartedly, believing her to be one of the most powerful Febrayasi in existence.

Soon after her marriage, however, her life began to spiral out of control.

She became jealous of those around her, who seemed to be living more freely, with more happiness and fortune than she was. She questioned Mekonah about her emotions, wondering what she could do to stop her rapidly declining mindset, and began to withdraw from her teaching and learning duties. Mekonah became worried of her friend's seemingly imminent fall and tried in every way possible to assist her. Nairę began to refuse this help, after she began to believe the Febrayasi were the ones changing her, making her become something she did not want to be.

She finally fell from her already unstable position, her aura tumbling deep into the dark ways of a Vasalian (see link here and here). She left her family and her academy, fleeing to the Inner Rim.

Mekonah refused to give up on her seemingly hopeless friend, and confronted her many times to try and save her from her ways. Nairę grew increasingly furious and cruel towards Mekonah, believing her unwillingness to give up to be more out of greed for her potential and strong power over her friendship and goodwill.

In a final duel, after Nairę staged an attack on a group of Febrayasis Pupili, and before Mekonah finally refused to assist Nairę any further, Nairę killed Mekonah's beloved in an attack of misplaced vengeance. Nairę believed that if she used him as an ultimatum, Mekonah would finally leave her to her own devices. Unfortunately, Mekonah refused to give up, and he was taken from her before her eyes. Mekonah tried to forgive her one final time, but as Nairę used the Force violently and destructively, even showing her her worst fear in an attempt to destroy her. Mekonah retreated from Nairę's presence and left her to wander the galaxy.

The Scrolls of Mekonah reference her fall. "You were there with me, during my highest and my lowest, we laughed together and we cried, you knew my deepest secrets and I knew yours, your beauty had radiance that had no rival, you were my best friend, my sister, my beloved pupil, you were to be the light of Febrayasis, leading people to truth, but that light faded, you changed, your pride let that light fade, and you turned against your brothers, you began to despise us, you hated us and you killed many. You began to follow the ways of Vazaar and you left, the light of Febrayasis was shrouded in darkness, how I weep for you my best friend, the light has been replaced with a void, and you now bring destruction anywhere you go."


Nairę reappeared only recently, bringing with her an army of Vong worshippers.

At this time it was also realised that Nairę had never been a true Febrayasi or "good".
In addition to this, over the years in exile she had been hiding her true intentions and manipulating those who couldn't see the truth.

She is not only a Vasalian - but the original one.

Her plan is simple; to take the galaxy for herself and destroy all who stand in her way.
Those who face this threat are in grave danger and the Vong Empire are simply tools for her greater plan.

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Faction Affiliation: Vong "Empire"
Force Affiliation: Vasalian (fallen Febrayasi)
Military Position: Leader of the Vong
Political Position: None

Weapons:
Type: The Force
Lightsaber: A light mint/blue tinged colour, white/gold ("ember") later on.

Skill Set:
Force Strengths: Physical combat, Force lightning, standard Dark Side powers, Visual Force Manipulation
Force Weaknesses: The fear of resurrection of her Febrayasi mentors, her attacks are sometimes excessively zealous, taking from her ability to strategise.
Non-Force Strengths: Charisma, psychological manipulation.
Non-Force Weaknesses: Her want of power and reluctance to leave the past greatly overshadow her actions.

 

Approved by both GMs

Basics:
Name: Mirjahaal Parjii
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Languages: Basic, Mando'a
Home Planet: Concord Dawn

Appearance:
Skin Color: Tan
Hair/Fur Color: Dirty Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Height: 6'2"
Clothing: Hybrid of black beskar'gam and grey robe clothing with a hood

Bio (and pic optional):

Born on Concord Dawn, taken into the New Jedi Order as a child, left the Order as a Knight and became a Grey Jedi. While visiting family on Concord Dawn for the first time since leaving for the Order, Mirjahal inquired about his name, which led to him learning about Mandalorians. With interest in the Mandalorian culture Mirjahaal ventured to Manda'yaim to learn more.

On the way to Manda'yaim Mirjahaal was yanked out of hyperdrive and found himself in the middle of a space battle. Noticing the unique Mandalorian ships made out of beskar he quickly decided to fight on their side. With the aide of the Force and quick wits, Mirjahaal helped the Mandalorians win the battle. Turns out their enemies tried to steal beskar from Manda'yaim. After that and discovering his name, they brought him back to Manda'yaim. Knowing how skeptical Mandalorians were of Jedi he kept his sabers hidden and refrained from using the Force.

To his surprise he met Mand'alor, who wanted to see the face of a stranger who helped Mandalorians he didn't know. Just as the conversation started to veer in the direction where Mir was about to ask if he could become a Mandalorian, if it were possible, an explosion shook the building they were in. Without a second thought Mir grabbed Mand'alor, Force flipped away from the barrage of blasterfire that rained down on where they had been standing just moments before. He then took out his sabers and repelled the enemies allowing Mand'alor and the other Mandalorians to escape the building and attack the enemy outside. The enemies were from the same group they had fought in the space battle, and they had come to attempt to steal beskar again.

After the vicious battle was won, Mand'alor immediately charged at Mir with a vibroblade, which Mir sidestepped but allowed Mand'alor to get close to his face and demand why a Jedi was trying to decieve him. Quickly, Mir explained that he left the Order and grew interested in the Mandalorian culture after inquiring his family about the origin of his name. Taking time to think about it Mand'alor hesitantly let him stay and live with the Mandalorians he had helped in the space battle. Mir also had to pick up bounties and, carry out duties assigned by Mand'alor himself (after all Mir was a valuable asset, being a Force-user).

7 months went by as Mir took up certain bounties and carried out those assignments for Mand'alor when the Mandalorians he was staying with decided to adopt him into their clan. Upon his adoption Mir received a full beskar'gam which he colored black with blue trim. This didn't stir Mir from being a Grey Jedi either, so he created a hybrid armor set which has his beskar'gam with grey robes and a hood.

After several years of living as a Grey Jedi and Mandalorian, he not only carried out bounties and self-appointed missions, but also traveled across the galaxy to expand his knowledge of force, learning numerous force techniques, learning numerous forms of combat, and coming upon a pet Nexu which he named Ramikadyc, Rami for short.

During a bounty mission on Coruscant the senate became alfame due to the rise of the Vong Empire. Chaos erupted on Coruscant but Mir carried on with his bounty and of course completed it and collected his reward. On his way back to his ship, an old friend from the New Jedi Order had recognized Mir and immediately said hello. It had been the first time in a long time Mir had spoken to anyone from the Order since he left. After catching up in a brief conversation, his old friend had noticed his beskar'gam and asked if the Mandalorians would be partaking in the war. Mir told him that as far as he knew Mand'alor hadn't been contacted by any side. Quickly his old friend suggested that Mir join the Republic and fight for freedom and democracy. Mir brushed off the suggestion but then his friend, not jokingly, offered to pay Mir for his services for the Republic. The amount offered made it a very tempting offer, but Mir decided he should take some time to mull over it, but even more so, wait for an indication from the Force.

Mir headed back to Manda'yaim, promising his old friend he'd give an answer soon. On his way back he researched the Vong Empire and the Mandalorians involvement in the Yuuzang Vong War. It amazed Mir how beings had created a fanatical cult dedicated to the Vong. On the planet he meditated and searched for an answer, indication, or direction from the Force. Nothing came. Mir thought of how the Vong became a huge problem for the Mandalorians and how they seek to dominate everything. He thought of the Galactic Empire and how they might be great clients, but they didn't sit well with his Morales. The Neutrality Pact, idealistically fit his Morales perfectly, but knowing the tendencies of the Galactic Empire and the Sith they would never come to a mutual agreement with the Republic. To be honest the Republic did keep things, most of the time, stable and peaceful....

And so Mir decided to take up on his old friend's offer, to help restore that peaceful time he grew up in as a kid. But he also knew if Mand'alor ever called upon the Mandalorians to their duties, Mir's situation could possibly change very quickly...



Faction Affiliation: The Alliance to Preserve the Republic
Force Affiliation: Grey
Military Position: N/A
Political Position: N/A

Weapons:
Type: 2 lightsabers, 2 shotos, 2 beskar'kal (beskar blades), shotgun, and modern-day version of the Mandalorian heavy blaster.
Lightsabers: both have light blue blades, and are holstered on the inside of the forearm plates
Shotos: both have white blades, and are holstered next to the lightsabers. Because of this Mir doesn't have a flamethrower attachment on his beskar'gam.
Beskar'kals: Two sabers made of beskar. Used mostly as back up in case Mir loses his lightsabers. Usually leaves them on his ship but when he feels he might need it they are holstered on his back. No jetpack because of this.
Shotgun: Classic shotgun, holstered in his lowerback shotgun holster.
Mandalorian heavy blaster: holstered in his holster attachment on this left thigh plate.

Pet:
Species: Nexu
Name: Ramikadyc
Fur Color: Mostly white with some faint shades of Brown
Eyes: Red
Body: 3.5 feet high, 6.2 feet long (without tail)

Skill Set:
Force Strengths: Force Enhance (Push, Pull, Jump, Spin, Blast, Punch, Speed, Grab, Awareness), Telekinesis, Absorb, Lighting, and the occasional Force technique not commonly known to most Force users.
Force Weaknesses: Telepathy, Mind Tricks, Healing, Illusions, and everything else
Non-Force Strenghts: Combat of all kinds (Blades, Blasters, Hand-to-hand, knife, and etc.) Never-say-die attitude and motivation, and languages.
None-Force Weaknesses: Political savyness, Lack of patience for debates, prefers actions over words, Military tactics, Lawyering, more of a solider rather than politician.

 

Wait, what's this about a pet? I didn't know we could include those!

 

Me Approved

Basics:
Name: Kad Vizsla
Species: Human Mandalorian
Gender: Male
Languages: Basic, mando'a, Huttese
Home Planet: Mandalore


Appearance:
Skin Color: Pale
Hair/Fur Color: bald
Eye Color: Brown
Height: 1.8 meters
Clothing: Full beskar'gam armor, red and gray in coloration.



Bio (and pic optional): Kad Vizsla is a survior, both politically and in the real world. He has used much of his career rebuilding the prestige of Clan Vizsla and in that has been highly sucessful. Under his leadership the clan is once again one of the most highly respected amongst mando'ade. He has even gone so far as to reclaim the dark saber stolen from his family over a century ago

A confidant of three succesive Mand'alore he also served in the Mandalorian Protectors and was present at the disasterous Battle of Botajef. With the mand'alor killed at that battle, he went on to serve the new mand'alor (who was secretly a sith pawn) until the mand'alor's treachery was discovered and he was "overthrown". Vizsla was quick to switch his allegiance to the new (and current) Mand'alor and soon became one of his closest advisors. It was then that he was appointed as the new Senator of Mandalore.

Vizsla fights for the good of the Mandalorian people as a whole, and for the good of Clan Vizsla in particular. He believes in the superiority of the Mandalorian way but has brought that fight to a new arena on the galactic stage, that of politics. It is his belief that rather than try to conquer their foes on the battlefield, Mandalore is much better off trying to influence them in the Senate. Through his efforts he has become the head of the main opposition party to the NGE, The Alliance to Preserve the Republic.


Faction Affiliation: Supreme Commander of the Alliance to Restore the Republic
Force Affiliation: None
Military Position: Al'verde (Commander) in the Mandalorian Protectors
Political Position: Senator of Mandalore


Weapon:
Type: Beskar Mandalorian Armor and all the "goodies" it entails, Twin blaster pistols.
Lightsaber: Dark Saber

Skill Set:
Force Strengths: None
Force Weaknesses: None
Non-Force Strengths: Combat of all types.
None-Force Weaknesses: Arrogant and often not understanding of others, especially non-Mandalorians. Highly judgemental.

 

Approved by both GMs

Basics
Name: Lanna Shakal
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Languages: Hapan, Basic
Home Planet: Hapes

Appearance
skin color: fair
Hair/ fur color: dark brown hair
Height: 5ft 5in
Clothing: Elaborate Hapan robes

Bio
Lanna is the 7th cousin to the Queen Mother and was given a life of luxury. She was trained to be a politician all her life. During her rise to political power there were several attempts on her life, one of which resulted in her mother's death. After Lanna's survival of these attempts, some began to speculate that she was mildly Force sensitive, but Lanna never cared enough to find out for sure. Some Hapan politicians feared her popularity, while others thought her compassion would would be her downfall. A year after the Senate bombing Lanna was appointed by the Queen Mother to be Hapes' representative in the Senate as a part of the rebel party. After the destruction of Cloud City, Lanna joined the Neutrality Pact.
Faction Affiliation: Neutrality Pact
Force Affiliation: None
Military Position: None
Political Position: Senator of Hapes

Weapon
type: occasionally carries a blaster
lightsaber: none

Skill Set:
Force Strengths: quick reflexes
Force Weaknesses: everything else
Non Force Strengths: politics
Non Force Weaknesses: stubborn

 

Approved by both GMs

Basics:

Name: Joden Kerr IV (goes by Joden Kerr)

Species: Human

Gender: Male

Languages: Galactic Standard Basic

Home Planet: Says Coruscant when asked, but doesn't really know.



Appearance:

Skin Color: White

Hair/Fur Color: Brown

Eye Color: Grey

Height: 2 metres

Clothing: Reversible Pilot's Jumpsuit Black or Light Grey



Bio (and pic optional):



Joden is a further iteration of the Jaden Korr line of clones, but differs from the rest as he was cloned from the corpse of Jaden Korr III - he is therefore what is known as a Ghola.

He was awakened on Coruscant in 142 ABY, but was unable to become a member of any major Force Using group due to prejudice against his origins. Surviving by taking credits-in-hand casual work wherever he could get it (supplemented by Force-assisted pick-pocketing when he couldn't), he has now found himself on a world called Abydos, where he hopes to enrol in the Abydonian Jedi Order, based at the Temple of the Saviour.

Joden appears to be 43 Standard Years Old.



Faction Affiliation: Neutrality Pact

Force Affiliation: Abydonian Jedi Order (hopefully)

Military Position: N/A

Political Position: N/A



Weapon:

Type: DL-44 Heavy Blaster Pistol

Lightsaber: Two in number. Full-length conventional Lightsaber with Yellow/White Blade & Purple bladed one-handed Lightsaber (modified from Jaden Korr I's original Lightsaber into a dual-phase weapon) with which is normally kept at Shoto length. Both of these were originally carried by previous iterations of the Jaden Korr clone line.



Skill Set:

Force Strengths:

Emerald Lightning (Electric Judgement) is Joden's signature Force Power, but he is also strong in Telekinesis and its related abilities (such as Force-Jump), also in using Force-enhanced Speed and Stamina. He can use Mind-Tricks (with the normal species restrictions).

Force Weaknesses:

Projecting full Force Illusions, any of the Dark-side powers recorded as having been wielded by previous iterations of his cloned line.



Non-Force Strenghts:

Normal (not Combat) Piloting ability. Famiiar with a wide range of weapons types and a good shot with any of them. Can have access to memories from the lives of his previous iterations when the ghola-imposed barriers erode under stress.

None-Force Weaknesses:

Can be impulsive (especially if he receives a Force-Vision) and rush straight off without letting people know where he is going. Sometimes this gets him into dangerous situations.

 

GM Approved, Locked and Loaded

Basics:

Name: Dil Finwerk
Species: Nautolan
Gender: Male
Languages: Nautila, Basic, Huttese, Bocce, Taarja
Home Planet: Glee Anselm

Appearance:

Skin Color: Green-brown
Hair/Fur Color: None
Eye Color: Dark Maroon
Height: 6’0
Clothing: (When a Jedi): Standard pair of brown Jedi robes and boots.
(As Rebel Commander): Standard light brown tunic and fatigues (a la Rebel commander dress via Ep. 6 briefing room sequence)

Bio (and pic optional):
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Dil was, in no sense of the word, a normal child. Born into a common family on Glee Anselm, Dil immediately turned heads with his Force powers. At the age of five, he was somehow able to cause major damage to a building in a single fit of rage. Disturbed greatly by this, his parents sought out the help of a local Jedi, who was living a solitary life in a nearby neighborhood. The Jedi suggested that Dil be sent off to the newly-rebuilt Jedi Temple, now under the name the “New Jedi Order” (OOC: basically the New Jedi Trials in the SWC) and learn how to harness his Force powers for more constructive means.

As such, the young boy was sent off to the Temple. It was a hard upbringing for him, since he had issues with frustration at times that pushed him away from the Jedi doctrine from time to time. His only solace was knowledge; when not training, he spent most of his time in the Archive room, learning how the galaxy worked. As he grew into the part of a Knight, he had already gained valuable experience on missions in the Outer Rim, where he learned he had an uncanny ability to comprehend foreign speakers through the Force. It allowed him to better understand his surroundings, which also helped save his skin several times when he and his Master ticked off criminal sects and were constantly under the gun to escape. Vowing to never let that happen again, Dil began the painstaking process of learning languages in addition to Basic and his native tongue. This was also where he began to understand the ins and outs of trade, which led to him being a representative for the Order when they needed certain items from markets far away that they could not just contract an order form for. His experience in markets across the galaxy garnered him many friends in local dealers, and thus he created a vast contact network around the galaxy.

During his time as a Knight is when Dil firmly understood what he wanted to get out of his life. His studies had, for the most part, purged his frustration from him; no one was sure if it was an innate ability to somehow control these nervous fits, or if he simply just matured enough to grow out of them. Whatever the reason, he had become a well-respected member of the Order, and spent much of his time devoted to studying the aspects of the Force. As such, he learned how to become adequate in several uncommon or rare Force powers, although doing this weakened his proficiency in simpler Force-driven tasks. For days on end, he would sit and practice these new techniques, finally bringing in other members of the Order to help him test his abilities. Although relatively weak at this time, his powers grew as he became more disciplined.

Eventually, Dil was granted the rank of Master, which gave him more freedom to study the Force and its aspects according to the Jedi doctrine. His Force powers were growing stronger, but his presence of mind was also increasing at high speed. He was no longer nervous about his powers; he finally came to the realization that he was capable of far more than he originally thought. It was at this time that he was sent by the Council to settle disputes in the Mid Rim. He was forced to take sides in several open conflicts, and gained valuable knowledge in combat skills from these conflagrations. After several years on arduous missions, Dil was finally granted entrance to the Jedi Council.
Fast-forward several years. With the advent of the Alliance to Preserve the Republic, Dil and many other members of the Order decided to join the Rebellion against the New Galactic Empire. As a Council Member of the prestigious Order, he was given a high rank upon entrance. After taking part in small-scale strikes against pirates and radical sects, Dil was eventually promoted to Deputy Commander of all Rebel forces. It is here that he faces the new threat to galactic freedom with the Alliance.


Faction Affiliation: Alliance to Preserve the Republic
Force Affiliation: Jedi (NJT)
Military Position: Deputy Commander
Political Position: None

Weapon:

Type: Survival Knife, military-grade blaster pistol (just in case)
Lightsaber: single blade, Teal-colored blade.

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Skill Set:

Force Strengths: Force Cloak, Force Jump, Battlemind, Comprehend Speech, Doppelganger
Force Weaknesses: Mind Trick, Most other Force powers, unable to harness technical powers (such as Force pilot) well
Non-Force Strengths: Speed, Knowledge (of various things), the ability to effectively barter/trade/interact with other beings
Non-Force Weaknesses: Strength, piloting, strategize, work in large groups

 

Double GM-Approved

Basics:
Name: Heath Kolarn
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Languages: Basic
Home Planet: Bastion

Appearance:
Skin Color: Caucasian
Hair/Fur Color: Brown
Eye Color: Hazel
Height: 6’2”
Clothing: Scout trooper armor/ black jumpsuit/ whatever disguise is needed

Bio (and pic optional):



At age 3, both of Heath’s parents were killed in the fight against the usurper Darth Krayt. His foster father was a widowed Stormtrooper drill sergeant, and a drinker. At age 8, Heath killed his foster father in self-defense. He was transferred to an orphanage. At age 12, he was expelled from the orphanage for dissecting animals in the dormitory. At age 16, he entered the Imperial Academy. He graduated at age 18 at the top of his class. His first assignment was to the Strategic Insertion Battalion of the Stormtrooper Corps. At age 19, his entire platoon was wiped out during a mission gone wrong. He completed the mission by himself. His track record began to attract the attention of higher-ups, and he was secreted out of the Stormtrooper Corps. He became a personal assassin for several Moffs, before finally being caught by two Imperial Knights raiding a rival Moff’s estate. He killed one of them before being subdued by the other. Brought before the Imperial Judicial system, he was sentenced to death for attempted murder of a Moff. He refused to tell who his employer was, despite severe torture and interrogation methods. Instead of being executed, he was assigned by the Emperor to perform suicide missions of great importance until he finally perished on one. After surviving the first five, he was cleared of all charges. Now completely loyal to the Emperor, he proceeded to make hits on the group of corrupt Moffs he had previously worked for. With Emperor Sinrebirth’s lapse into a coma, Heath responds directly to the Empress. She occasionally loans him to the Admiralty.

Sarcastic and rude, Heath has little patience for politics, preferring to see the world through the scope of his rifle. Possessing an extremely high IQ, he has stored up a great wealth of knowledge on a variety of subjects, particularly human and alien anatomies. He thinks quickly on his feet, often improvising during missions. He is unwaveringly loyal to the Emperor (and, by extension, Empress), but his loyalties do not progress beyond that. He is ready and willing to put down any thoughts or actions of treason he might witness, even from a Moff or Admiral.

Faction Affiliation: NGE
Force Affiliation: N/A
Military Position: 1st Lieutenant
Political Position: N/A

Weapon:
Type: Silenced Sniper Rifle, Heavy silenced slugthrower pistol, gauntlet vibro-knife, vibro-knife, other improvised weapons
Lightsaber: N/A


Skill Set:
Force Strengths: N/A
Force Weaknesses: N/A
Non-Force Strenghts: Stealth, anatomical knowledge, marksmanship, hand-to-hand combat, survival
None-Force Weaknesses: People skills, short temper for politicians

 

So fabulous it was approved by both mods twice, by the Admiral, and by the twins!


Basics:
Name: Known as Agent 1138.
Species: Chiss
Gender: Male
Languages: Cheunh, Sy Bisti, Minnisiat, Basic
Home Planet: Csilla

Appearance:
Skin Color: Blue
Hair/Fur Color: Metallic black
Eye Color: Red
Height: 1.8 M
Clothing: Chiss-style leather military uniform, senate robes.

Bio (and pic optional):


The being known as 1138 was born on Csilla in 128 ABY, and spent his formative years in the Chiss Ascendancy. His parents died during the outbreak of the "plague of Corthoba," in 131, leaving him without a guardian. Sensing his potential, Syndic Marac'antal'ibruoto cared for him and gave him personal training, as well as a pathway to joining the Chiss Expansionary Defense Force. He was attached as a merit adoptive to the Nuruodo Ruling Family, and seemed likely to be Trial-born and become permanently adopted by the family.

However, in the year 144 ABY, a simple scouting mission changed all that. On his first command, he was sent deep in the Unknown Regions to gather data on previously unrecorded systems, such as the number and type of planets, atmospheric data, potential for life and possible hitherto unknown sentient species. He jumped into hyperspace and came out on the edge of the system remotely classed as M1138 Aurek. He then made the short jump into the system. Unfortunately for him, in his excitement, he had forgotten to do a complete scan of the system from a distance, and reverted to realspace in the midst of a small asteroid field. Severely damaged, his ship was forced to jump immediately out of the system. It was pulled out of hyperspace, flaming, in the system of Obroa-Skai, and he crashed onto the surface.

Exactly a year later, he reappeared a new man. Haunted by his failure, he had decided not to try to return to the Ascendancy, but to begin a new life in the planet and government the force had willed he appear in. When he reappeared at the end of that year, he called himself 1138 in memory of his failure. He traveled to Coruscant to request a low-level position in the government. He managed to make his way up the chain of command until he finally received an audience with the Supreme Grand Admiral on Naboo. She rejected his request but secretly sensed that there was something special about him.

Dejected, he began his return journey to Obroa-Skai. On the way, however, he was stopped by a Navy patrol, which arrested him and took him to Coruscant. To his surprise, he was taken into the Imperial Palace to meet the Emperor, who made him Grand Vizier and ordered that he reinstate COMPNOR.

He began to do so, gathering the resources and personnel necessary to recreate the branch. He made his headquarters on Coruscant, and personally oversaw the creation of branches and outposts on many other Imperial worlds.

In 146 ABY, as the senate began its new term, the bombs went off. While much the rest of the surviving government went to regroup on Corellia, 1138 stayed behind to help coordinate the recovery and rescue as many of the injured as possible. Taking the very last shuttle, his private shuttle, filled with the wounded, he left the planet as the spires of the palace finally completely collapsed. There he received the transmission bearing the grave news that this was part of a coordinated attack against the Government, with the Senate destroyed and the Emperor near death, and the rebels reporting the bombing if their own bases, as well.

In transit, his ship was brutally attacked by pirates, who captured him and tauntingly reported such to the Empire over his personal comm channel. A rescue mission was immediately attempted, but the location of the Grand Vizier could not be ascertained. Then, days later, a transmission came through from the pirate leader. They were willing to ransom the Vizier in exchange for the legendary Kaiburr Crystal, which was in fact an ancient Febrayasi scroll. With the scroll recovered, an officer was sent to make the trade....only to discover, after the scroll had been handed over, that 1138 had in fact already escaped his captors. 1138, however, successfully recovered the scroll and most of the data in the central computer system, including the pirate leader's private files, hidden and layered deep within the servers.

While a team worked on the decrypting of the data, 1138 made a several-month journey across the galaxy, at which point he discovered the twin Zabrak Mandos Salt and Agar Duríndáll, whom he recruited to join COMPNOR. He ended his journey back on Obroa-Skai, spending the second anniversary of his failure and the beginning of his new life in the system. He found the small population there greatly distressed and in need of guidance, and when he returned to the now-rebuilt Imperial Palace, it was as the newly-elected Senator of Obroa-Skai.

Now that the existence of the so-called Vong, led by the former Febrayasi Nairę has been revealed, 1138 is determined to bring them to justice for their destruction of Cloud City and the deaths of innocent civilians, and also the potential that they were behind the terrorist attacks of the previous year.


Faction Affiliation: New Galactic Empire
Force Affiliation: N/A
Military Position: Grand Vizier of COMPNOR
Political Position: Senator of Obroa-Skai

Weapon:
Type: two blasters
Lightsaber: none



Skill Set:
Force Strengths: N/A
Force Weaknesses: N/A
Non-Force Strengths: intelligent-good tactician, athletic, trained in hand-to-hand and aerial combat, loyal.
Non-Force Weaknesses: headstrong and excited, allows his emotions to take control, haunted by his past failures, unwilling to ever leave a man behind.

 

Above Muunilinst

The Vong Fleet came out of hyperspace exactly as planned, in sync with the other attack fleets. The Vong Empire had been carefully coordinated by Naire to have the greatest impact possible. This was the Vong’s first attack against the Alliance to Preserve the Republic. This would put the commencement of hostilities on Bespin to shame indeed. This fleet numbered some twenty-seven Imperial-Class Star Destroyers, salvaged and beefed up under the direction of the Vong Empire’s mysterious leader, Naire. The Vong’s Fleet was plastered with their Empire’s logo to distinguish them.


The fleet raced towards Muunilinst, striking with rehearsed speed and efficiency. In orbit were a two Planetary Defense Platforms. Fighters rushed out to meet them, but were nowhere near enough to combat the Vong Empire. Muunilinst was not prepared for an attack of this magnitude. Even if they were, they would have been no match for the strategy Naire had laid out to her troops. Brilliant laser cannons lit up the sky in bright green and red flashes. The battle raged for no more than a minute before the first Planetary Defense Platform reached its critical point. The fleet stopped firing at the orbiting platform as it began to descend.

This was the brilliance of Naire’s attack on Muunilinst. She had timed their attack to coincide with the orbits of the Planetary Defense Platforms. Their instructions were to cripple the platforms just enough so they would fall out of orbit; not explode. Naire had tracked their projected trajectory as they fell towards the surface of Muunilinst. The platforms would not land randomly, somewhere on the surface. They would land in a highly populated area that would cripple the planet and make the attack twice as deadly. The platforms would fall towards the surface, racing right into the midst of Hardaidan, the capital.

The first platform was streaking through the atmosphere now, and lit up the sky as a fireball of destruction. The Vong Fleet turned its attention to next platform, aiming precisely to knock it out of orbit as well. Several Mon Calamari Cruisers, forces of the Alliance to Preserve the Republic, now joined the fight. Numbering only 6 cruisers, the Alliance was greatly outnumbered, but they would put up a fight. The Vong Empire ignored them until they finally crippled the second platform. In order to assure both platforms would hit the capital, they had to be taken down very quickly together. As the second one sank the Vong knew they had won. Four of the Vong fleet turned and fled the tangle with the Alliance ships and followed the platforms towards the planet. The other half engaged the Alliance fleet.

The first platform crashed into Hardaidan and leveled several blocks. Fire broke out and chaos erupted. Naire’s plan was going well indeed. As the second platform prepared for impact, the four Star Destroyers followed closely behind it, ready to attack. The second platform came down upon the main spaceport. It looked like a thousand fireworks going off at once. By now the city was smoking with thick, black plumes. Taking out the spaceport was essential as it would halt opposing ships from taking orbit. The Star Destroyers did one flyby over the capital, flying some few hundred miles above the surface. Then, in succession, each one dropped a Baradium warhead. The result was catastrophic. The planet rocked and buildings came crashing down…. Hardaidan was indeed destroyed.

Quickly the Vong Empire fleet reassembled over Muunilinst and prepared for light speed. There were still several Alliance cruisers left, attacking with honorable skill. The Vong Fleet, once ready, left Muunilinst far behind. They had assaulted hard and fast; the whole affair lasting no more than ten minutes. It was vital they escape before any enemy forces arrived to engage them. And with that the War had truly begun.

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Above Hapes

Light years away from Muunilinst, in the Inner Rim, lay Hapes. Just outside the system amassed the Vong Fleet. They prepared for their jump inside the system, making sure it would coincide with their attack at Muunilinst. This fleet, of some forty ships, was made up of Star Destroyers, Corellian Gunships, and Alliance Class Assault Frigates. These ships also sported the red and black banner of the Vong Empire. This was the bulk of the Vong Empire Fleet that Naire had created. Hapes would be a much tougher target than Muunilinst and so Naire had dedicated the majority of her Fleet to this attack. Indeed she was present with this fleet and would oversee their attack personally.

Naire received confirmation that the attack on Muunilinst had begun and signaled her Fleet to make the short jump inside the Hapes System. Seconds later they were there and approaching fast. Their view of the planet was blocked from view. The Julius Comet Cluster lay between them and Hapes. Once every two hundred and forty years the massive comet cluster passed by Hapes. It was the perfect cover. The comet cluster easily covered the fleet from physical view of the Golan Space Defense SpaceGuns, a huge advantage.

Hapes had a fleet of 12 Golan’s orbiting the planet. It was an impressive defense that would be impossible to take head-on. The benefit of the comet cluster was that it would provide the element of surprise. The comets also would interfere with all electronic forms of detection, thus efficiently hiding the Vong Fleet. If Naire’s plan went accordingly she wouldn’t lose a single ship in this confrontation. They wouldn’t be actually engaging the Hapes at all. The comets would do that for her. Until her fleet was larger she would have to continue to be creative with how the Vong Empire attacked their enemies.

The Corellian Gunships took point as they assembled behind the Julius Comet Cluster. The Gunships had been refitted and instead of turbolasers and ion cannons, they had huge gravity well projectors attached to them. They lined up to project their gravity wells in the exact coordinates that Naire had given them: The Golans. As the Gunships got to work the rest of the Fleet assumed a defensive posture around them. It would be vital the Gunships work undisturbed. To move the comets, the ten Gunships would have to all focus on one comet at a time. After they had directed the first comet to its target, their element of surprise would be up and would have to move quickly.

The Gunships got to work centering their gravity fields on the closest Golan. Their first comet drew away from the cluster and slowly began its way to the Golan. With any luck, the Hapes would think this stray comet to be naturally going awry. The comet picked up its speed. The Golan Defense Spaceguns began firing at the comet as it got within range. It didn’t slow. To no avail, they hammered the comet with barrage after barrage of laser fire. At last, the comet collided with the Golan Defense ship and exploded in a brilliant flurry of metal and stone.

The Golans began dispatched fighters towards the comet cluster, getting suspicious now. It was too late. Guided by Naire and her dark powers, the Corellian Gunships moved quickly and efficiently as they shot comet after comet towards the defense platforms. Fighters now swarmed the cluster, but the remainder of the Vong Empire protected the Corellian ships as they completed their work. After ten minutes, all of the Golan Defense Spaceguns had been obliterated. The Vong Empire had decimated the fleet of opposing star fighters and now moved towards the planet. Their descent into orbit was hindered by some opposing capital ships; mostly Mon Calamari Cruisers. The Alliance Class Assault Frigates and some of the Vong Star Destroyers engaged them. A cluster of six Star Destroyers broke off from the group to begin their aerial assault of the surface. Ta'a Chume'Dan quickly appeared in front of them. The Star Destroyers began dropping Baradium warheads on the small capital city. Its destruction rivaled that of the previous Cloud City attack; it was total and left nothing but carnage.

Suddenly explosions rocked the sky. The Star Destroyers delivering the warheads blew apart in the sky without cause and littered the sky. The Vong Empire was caught off guard from where this attack had come from. They suddenly lost two more Star Destroyers and they too, fell to the surface. Naire ordered the fleet to depart immediately. The Hapes had some sort of alien technology she had never seen before. Their Mon Calamari ships had been outfitted with some crazy weapon that was blowing Star Destroyers out of the sky with ease. The Vong Fleet ran, leaving Ta'a Chume'Dan to burn to the ground.

The Fleet quickly left orbit and ran to cover behind the comet cluster. The Neutral Party Fleet followed closely behind, but as soon as the Vong Empire was under cover they launched into light speed. They were off to rendezvous with the rest of the Fleet. The unexpected loss of eight Star Destroyers would have to be addressed, but not now. With any luck, Ta'a Chume'Dan was nothing but a twisted, melted mess of metal. And that was worth the loss of eight ships.

TAG: Skywalker_T-65, awesomejedi, Tim Battershell, Admiral Volshe

 

Corellia

The New Galactic Empire Fleet arrived above Corellia with all the makings of an Imperial Army. The had begun consolidating and organizing after the recent destruction of Cloud City. Now they were would be coordinating out of Corellia until they knew the extent of the Vong Empire and the danger they posed. More importantly, the danger Naire posed. The fleet assembled at the Coronet City Spaceport and their respective leaders made their way into the Capital.

Thousands of Imperials ranging from military officers to politicians to force users gathering in the assembly hall as their Empress called them to order. The Empress addressed them and talks began of sightings of the Vong Fleet and possible strategic advances they should begin to make. The Empress began to give a holo display of troop movements when suddenly it cut to static. Confused the crowd looked on as the static was replaced by a human female face. Naire.

She spoke only one sentence. “You are Next.” With that the transmission cut back to static for a few moments. Then The Holonet News cut in….

@TAG: Admiral Volshe, Imperial 1138, JediMaster_1977, Yuul_Shamar, Shira A'dola, docking_bay94, Sinrebirth

 

The Holonet post:


Holonet New War Report, Issue #1

“This is Ken Glassdoor of the Holonet New Network reporting to you live from Coruscant. This urgent news update is covering a developing story. Reports have just come in from the planet of Muunilinst. Minutes ago, they were attacked by a fleet of Star Destroyers claiming to be a part of ‘The Vong Empire.’ The planetary defenses were crippled and the capital city of Hardaidan was hit with a barrage of Baradium Warheads. Casualties are estimated to be in excess of 18 million beings; over a third of the total population of Hardaidan. The Alliance to Preserve the Republic was unable to hold off the attack.

Meanwhile, on the Neutralist Party controlled Hapes, a simultaneous attack occurred within moments of the attack on Muunilinst. This attack was also quick and concise and left the capital city of Ta'a Chume'Dan in rubble. The death rate there is not as high, but this is due to the relatively low population of the city. Some 150,000 people have been reported dead thus far. The NP was able to drive out the Vong Empire before further attacks could ensue.

At this time it is unknown what the objective or demands are of this Vong Empire. They have simply declared war on the galaxy at large and will not stop until the New Galactic Empire, Alliance to Preserve the Republic, and Neutralist Party are destroyer. The only news our sources are able to provide is the alias of their leader; simply ‘Naire.’ It is believed there is no connection between the Vong Empire and the Yuuzhan Vong. More will follow as this story unfolds. Ken Glassdoor, out.”

TAG: ALL

 

IC: Joden Kerr IV
Temple City - Abydos.

"At last!" Joden thought to himself as he came into sight of the Temple entrance. "I only hope this Order of Jedi aren't as worried about a Ghola entering their ranks as the Official Jedi and Imperial Knights obviously were! Or did Two or Three do something so terrible that the whole Jaden Korr genome is now suspect and therefore to be shunned? If so, the background information on that Datapad certainly didn't say anything about it. Still, the Force guided me here and the Vision I had seemed to imply that here I would find board, lodging and a chance to put my abilities to good use.".

Referencing his previous iterations by number was habitual with Joden; and had, indeed, been the way that the Datapad (blanked and then sold to part-finance his ticket to Bastion) had handled it; their full names (plus number) being rather a mouthful, and their names alone rather confusing - even for him! While the Datapad had given him a potted history (particularly of One's early life and training as a Jedi and his implantation into Two; grown as part of a One-Sith plot to infiltrate Luke Skywalker's New Jedi Order as either an 'agent in place' or as a possible successor to Grandmaster-ship); it had stayed somewhat silent on the subject of Three; not even disclosing if Three was a Clone, grown in the normal way from the original Jaden template, or another Ghola, grown from the cells of Two's cadaver. The current "Joden" iteration suspected that Three might well have been the latter, since flashes of 'Other-Memory' had apparently come from the lives of One and/or Two; which, according to the, admittedly sparse, Datapad information on the Ghola versus Cloning processes, should not have been possible via Cloning, not without some kind of memories-transfer, at any rate.

After the Force Vision on Bastion, Joden had worked his passage (with just a touch of Force Suggestion here and there to ease his way into a crewer's place) along the breadcrumb-path of Force nudges. Not that the Owners, Captains or other crewmembers had lost out by Joden having done so, as he had quickly shown that courses he plotted (without telling anyone aboard exactly how) saved both time, fuel and, therefore, Credits. In fact, if Joden knew where he needed to head to next, some of the Captains had, without being asked, made inquiries at their destination to see if any ships were heading that way, and had given Joden a glowing recommendation as a gifted Navigator!

The Datapad had advised keeping the fact that he was a Force User as quiet as possible (and definitely not to carry his Lightsabers openly) while among the non-Force-sensitive majority due to yet more recent Sith-brewed troubles in the Galaxy, and underscored the point with a history lesson on the aftermath of the 'Disciples of Ragnos' crisis; where various survivors of the 'New Reborn' had passed themselves off as Jedi for several months after One had defeated their leader and destroyed Ragnos' Sceptre; until detected and eliminated by real Jedi. Wise advice, Joden had found, as the spaceport dives were still seething with rumours (for what they were worth) about scattered former members of the Jedi Order having turned 'wild and dangerous'. Some of these were, no doubt, inspired by actual sightings of One-Sith survivors who had either changed the focusing crystals in their Lightsabers to a non-distinctive colour or were using 'trophies' taken from slain Jedi; but he couldn't discount the possibility that some of the rumours were correct on all counts. It was certainly not a good time to be suspected of being a 'Spoonbender', even some travelling Illusionists having taken to demonstrating (after each trick had been performed) exactly how their more Jedi-like/Sith-like effects were achieved; probably out of fear of being lynched!

Landing at a place called 'Port City' (and being pleased to see that this 'desert' planet did have at least some surface water), Joden purchased some ration bars and the largest portable canteen that he could find. The locals weren't that unfriendly, especially when he made clear that his actual destination was the 'Temple of the Saviour' instead of just 'Temple City' (local politics, he suspected), just a little taciturn with outsiders, but they were willing to give directions and an estimate of distance. Electing to travel on foot (despite having some Credits left over from the more grateful and generous Ships' Captains, he could not be sure that his reserve would cover both hiring transport and still leave enough over for any waiting around he might have to do before making connections at the Temple); and he had the shrewd suspicion that the locals would not be as careless as to throw away part-expended Cred-cards or loose Cred-coins as freely as the inhabitants of Coruscant or Bastion were prone to do!

As he had suspected the road (to be generous; desert track, to be truthful) followed a nomad-trail and included stopping-off places where water could easily be found. Any local predators (apparently 'Blenjeel Burrowers' had not established themselves on this planet, for which he was thankful) respected his low-level Force Suggestion of "I'm Poisonous!" and kept well away; so the trip (moving by night, at Force-enhanced Speed and either resting in whatever shade he could find, or walking, by day; drawing on the Force as a refreshing agent) wasn't overly long.

Coming into sight of the Temple (a massive pyramid, not unlike the form of a Sith Holocron, but much, much, bigger in all dimensions) Joden moved off the trail for some necessary privacy; swapped-over into a fresh jumpsuit and did his best to polish up his boots. He was not overly concerned by the Temple's appearance - the Sith, as far as he knew, had never used the pyramid as an architectural style, preferring forms that were far more menacing - and any long-term Sith presence on a world tainted it with a Dark-side miasma for millennia, and he was not picking up even traces of that. "Ah, well!", he thought, "Hopefully this 'Saviour Reborn' or 'Saviour Returned' that merchant was going on to me about is actually home!".

With that, Joden returned to the trail, passed through Temple City, and (with the brief pause, and thought, previously mentioned) went to the Temple entrance, stopping just inside to let his eyes become accustomed to the light-level, let his Force Senses scan for other Force-gifted individuals and to be noticed by whoever was charged with 'meeting and greeting' duties.

TAG: Skywalker_T-65; Any Force-gifted individual inside who notices.

 

IC: Jallin Mioree
Coronet Spaceort Meeting Hall

There were very few things Jalin hated about being a part of the military and these meetings and conferences were one of them. All they were to him were a bunch of middle aged people yelling at each other, mad that their pride was hurt, and never really coming to a solution. Jalin had been to plenty that were just like this, but there was something about this time around that was different. There was a buzz in the air with the talk of how a new threat had come onto the galaxy. Reports of attacks on Muunilinst and the Hapes Cluster from the newly revealed "Vong" empire had just come in and Empress Emiliana Volshe had called for a mandatory meeting of NGE military officials and representatives to plan what to do next since clearly the NGE would be next on the "Vong's" List. Jalin was walking into the conference hall when he saw a fellow Chiss standing close to the big holodisplay in the middle of the room. He recognized it as well known Agent 1138.

"Well well, we finally get to meet Agent. I've heard so many stories about you. Very inspiring how even after your failure you came back and gained such a highly esteemed position as you do now," Jalin said as he walked over towards the Chiss ready to shake his hand. Before he could get a response he heard the beeping sound that meant the holodisplay was being turned on. Then a door opened and the empress walked in with loud applause from everyone the room. She began her report talking about how the "vong" invaded parts of the galaxy and the review of the past terrorist attacks, the devastation on Cloud City, and the recent attack on the outposts of Jalin's home planet of Mygeeto. A display showing NGE troop movements in areas where the "Vong" had been sighted when the display went dark. Static played throughout the hall for what felt like hours, then the face of a female came up. Everyone recognized it as Naire. She uttered a simple three word sentence, "You are next", then vanished.

While the HoloNews played afterwards Jalin walked over to where Emiliana was standing. "So what do you make of this sudden breach of NGE security? Having Naire broadcast on our encryption network doesn't bode well to how secure we have things. I mean just look at how easily my plans were stolen from Mygeeto. How are we supposed to fight when even our own meetings are hacked into like this?


TAG: Admiral Volshe, Imperial 1138, and anybody else wanting to come over into the conversation

 

IC: Mirjahaal Parjii
Coruscant Space - Hyperspace

"Alright Rami, we're just about there" said Mir as his pet Nexu grew anxious. Mir brought the Obsidian Falcon out of hyperspace and the viewport instantly filled up with Coruscant in the distance. The name Obsidian Falcon was a tip of the hat to the legendary Han Solo. Knowing the history of Solo, Mir had an unusual sense of respect for the legendary Corellian. Despite his starfighter being a blacked-out Bes'uliik, nothing like a YT-3000, it felt fitting when Mir thought of the name.

Shame I never had the chance to meet him, would've been an interesting sabaac game.

As Mir brought the Obsidian Falcon closer to Coruscant he shut off the replays of the Holonews coverage on the events on Muunilinst, and turned his thoughts to the task at hand. After taking up his old friend's offer to be hired to work the for the Rebels, he made it clear his contract was with the Rebels and not with the Jedi Order. He'd also asked his old friend to keep his Force-sensitivity an unspoken fact. It was better that the Rebels didn't know of his Force abilities. Soon after accepting the contract, he was contacted by Kad Vizla who asked him to meet him in Coruscant. It was good that Kad had been the one to contact Mir, he'd much rather keep his communication with the Rebels to a bare minimum.

Although Mir had never met Kad before, he'd heard of the name numerous times. Surprisingly during the times when Mir had been carrying out tasks given to him by Mand'alor, not once did he ever cross paths with Kad.

I wonder if he knew who I was before the contract with the Rebels...

As the Obsidian Falcon landing gear was released and Mir began settling the Bes'uliik, Rami grew even more anxious.

Oh he isn't going to like it when I make him stay, not one bit...

After settling the starfighter on the landing pad, Mir grabbed his beskar'kals, holstered both his shotgun and heavy hand gun, and made his way down the boarding ramp. Rami started bouncing down the ramp in pure glee, until Mir raised his hand. Rami came to a halt. "Sorry bud but I need you to stay here and keep an eye out." Rami growled in frustration. "Hey it doesn't mean you can't walk around outside, and besides I don't think the Senate would appreciate me bringing such a fearsome friend into the Senate building" Mir stroked Rami as the nexu grew to understand him. Like the awesome loyal friend he is, he assumed his don't-mess-with-me stance by the boarding ramp. "Good job buddy, I shouldn't be long anyways." and Mir walked away and headed towards the Senate building.

Once he arrived Mir decided to opt from going in the front door, and made his own way to Kad's office.

Going through the front door is always too boring, and it's not like anyone but Kad needs to know I'm here...

Couple of minutes passed by as Mir pulled up the Senate building's information on his HUD, made his way to the floor where the office was located, snuck past the guards and the assistant at the front desk, and got inside after slicing his way in. Kad was nowhere to be seen...

Hmph...must be in a meeting...

So Mir pulled out a chair and made himself comfortable as he awaited for Kad to return to his office.

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TAG: Bardan_Jusik, anyone else that might be involved in the Senate or with Kad when he returns to his office.