SWRPF Archive Rekindled Ashes: Galactic Alliance's Test

Outside the Cosmos Institute on Mon Calamari, it poured. Impressive lightning displayed itself across the northern sky following with an impressive 'BOOM' that would shame any bomb if inept machines were capable of showing emotion.

Inside, however, General Jake Cardigan of the New Republic commando elit and Jedi Master on top of that, stared at his terminal at his desk as if he had nothing else better to do. He was worn with combat experience against the Imperial military/political machine.

His occupational sister, a Barabel named Skahtul, came rushing in interupting a plan that was just being processed in Jakes mind. "We have to go see the boss, moy pronto, Jake." She insisted. "Richard came up with something of a shocker that you'll find interesting."

/GavinKelly/

TAG: Anyone.

 

OOC - JUST FOR CLARIFICATION: I'm not trying to patronize anybody, but the Empire is a totally seperate entity than the Imperial Order. The Imperial Order actually merged with the Imperial Remnant, as well as several other powerful groups.

The political goals and idealogy (as well as the military composition) of the Imperial Order is completely different, too. Except for the Super-class Star Destroyers that the Keltons built.

The Imperial Order is more concerned with achieving its agenda than gaining power--which makes it all the more dangerous a threat to the Galactic Alliance. All commercial interests that have joined with the Imperial Order have sworn by this, too.

Although the Imperial Order has a faction that is wholly the Imperial Remnant, the rest is either the main groups of the empires of Keltan and D'Hara, or amassed star systems/Corporate Sector Authority.

I hope that cleared everything up. If there are any specific quesitons resort back to the intial thread I made to introduce the RPG, or PM me anytime you feel compelled to.

<[-]> Saber

 

hope its not to late for this

Name:Natalie Arken
Age:22
Affiliation:New Republic
Branch:
Rank: Bounty Hunter
Gender:Female
Height:5'6"
Eyes:Brown, Deep, Entrancing
Hair: Dark Brown, in ponytail
Appearence:Beautiful (Kind of looks like Padme) Scar on left arm from wild creature attack
Equipment:First aid kit, Knife,camping equipment, water canteen
Weapons:Scoped Projectile Rifle, Blaster Pistol
Clothing:Sleek Lightweight red cloak, simple boots
Grey tights and shirt
Ship:speeder bike
Bio:Natalie's Parents were killed when she was 13
and she has lived rough camping out in the wild since then, she has learned to be tough and indepenant fighting off wild creatures with her stolen weapons


OOC:this is my first RP char, im a role-playing virgin if i stuff any thing up just tell me

 

Daffyflyer: You're not late. Welcome to the RPG!

<[-]> Saber

 

OOC: sorry guys, im not quite sure I understand the situation, but here goes.

Dagons's combat boots clanked on the metal flooring as he approached the emperor's chamber. Dagon gave a look of disgust to a passing imperial soldier. Dagon motioned to the three toopers behind him as he reached the chamber's door. Dagon removed his equipment and leftit lying in the floor. He placed his hand on the scanner. The door gave a clank as it jolted open. Dagon looked back at his troops as he walked into the room. He bowed to the emperor...

" Excuse me, Master, I have recieved word from one of my men, that you wished to see me." Dagon wiped the sweat from his chin, " Perhaps a mission? I don't mean to be rude, but my men and I have been doing low jobs for the hutts for the last month, and frankly, I... I mean we, wish to... well, we want a real mission, no more, assassinations, or bounties for petty money."

Dagon Arose and again, wiped the sweat from his chin...

OOC: Is this ok? I only did this so, I can be given a place to start...

 

Emperor Jagang dimissed his regional commander of the Imperial Order forces. Dagon, the mercenary had entered the stateroom requesting further directions to bring down the Galactic Alliance.

Emperor Jagang draped his arm around the mammoth man that even towered over him. "Dagon, my old friend. Of course I can give you a legitimate mission. You've been with us since the beginning."

"But you must understand that no mission that you and your men have been given has been done in vain. Every mission is imperative to the downfall of the Galactic Alliance, and the establishment of the Imperial Order."

"The New Jedi Order, in its full embodiment has convened on the sacred planet of Dantooine. It would be a prime opportunity to strike and assassinate the Jedi Master Luke Skywalker."

"If you lop off the head of the serpent, the rest of the body will twitch for a few moments, but will perish nonetheless. This mission is of the upmost importance."

"Excercise extreme caution when dealing with the Jedi bigots. Their proficiency with those lightsabers are as dangerous as the venom of their deceptive words."

OOC: If you don't particularly like the scenario, Gannon-Traz, just alert me and I can make something else up.

<[-]> Saber

 

OOC: Lack of inspiration is taking me fast. I'll drudge something tonight if I have the chance.

 

In Richard Bascom's office, teams of tech experts sat at several terminals that were pouring through some old Imperial data on military personel that have gone rogue over the years.

Jake looked at one of the terminals that displayed a man in his early thirtys. "Hold that image," Cardigan demanded to the tech nearest him. "Jagan. Admiral of the former Imperial government now creator of the Imperial Order. Your basic Prince-Admiral Delak Krennel," Jake noted with verbal scorn.

Bascom looked at him. "You know this man?"

"Only by reputation. The man's a murderer, a bigot and a liberal-left extremist. The Imperial Order he constructed actually is merged with the Imperial Remnant Fleet, as well as several other powerful imperialistic organizations.

"The political goals and idealogy (as well as the military composition) of the Imperial Order is completely different, too. Except for the Super-class Star Destroyers that the Keltons built.

"The Imperial Order is more concerned with achieving its agenda than gaining power--which makes it all the more dangerous a threat to the Galactic Alliance. All commercial interests that have joined with the Imperial Order have sworn by this, too.

"Although the Imperial Order has a faction that is wholly the Imperial Remnant, the rest is either the main groups of the empires of Keltan and D'Hara, or amassed star systems/Corporate Sector Authority.

"I think that's all, why?"

Richard looked at him, alarmed, trying to figure out how he knew without hacking into the terminals. "Well there's no sence in asking how you knew this but the man has already taken over several planets that are loyal to the Galatic Alliance. Kashyyyk was a victim to a recent attack."

"That man should go to hell for that," someone said in the background.

Bascom ignored the comment. "We'll have orders for you to ship off to Wraith Squadron as soon as possible. You are to lead the assault against Jagan..."

"As soon as possible?"

Richard looked at Cardigan. "I hate it when you do that."

"Oh by the way," Jake asked. "Will Wedge Antilles be bossing Wraith Squadron around?"

"He will be, yes." Richard said finally. "Anything else?"

"Nope. Guess not."

Walking down the corridor toward their freighter, Skahtul looked at Cardigan for a moment. "You'd make a fine security risk, y'know."

"Thanks, I think."

/GavinKelly/

OOC: Thanks for the inspiration, Saber. Hey! I'm getting pretty good at this!

OOC2: GAK! WHERE ARE YOU!!?

TAG: Anyone.

 

Dagon, snickered at the mission, not at the Emperor.

" This will be a most interesting mission, Master. Please have your men refuel and stock my ship and I will supply my men' weapons, and armour."
Dagon begin to leave, but hasted and turned to continue. " And as for the Jedi, I may not know to use thier magic, but I know how to resist it. Nonetheless, my ship has a few lightsabers and vibroswords from a previous encounter on Hoth."
Dagon gave a smile of self gratitude beneath his helmet.
" Besides, I can handle a saber... So those Jedi wont cause us any trouble"
Dagon swifly left as the door closed behind him.
" Oh, man, what the hell am I thinking, telling him I have used a saber... He saw right through that lie... that was so stupid..." Dagon thought to himself.
Dagon's men had left with the exception of the two bulkier heavy weapons troopers. Dagon picked up his pack and blaster.
He turned to the trooper behind him.
" Get ready to depart." Dagone turned and returned to continue," and don't bring those damn sonic charges, I still can't hear in my right ear..."

 

OOC: Hey, Gav, any way I can be a help. But I have one minor pet peeve, you spelt Jagang wrong.

Emperor Jagang remained in his stateroom as Dagon went about gathering his men for the mission. He was doubtful that they would succeed.

The Jedi Knights were trained to kill, they did so to erase any questions of their authority over those who had no affinity for the Force.

Yet Dagon's men were seasoned warriors. Perhaps they would catch the New Jedi Order at the right time. Even if they perished, the cost of killing a single Jedi dog would be worth the price.

Almost on cue, the planked wooden doors rumbled open. 7 figures strode through as the doors slammed off adjacent walls. 7 Jedi Knights, sworn followers of the Imperial Order.

The leader, Curkken Rahl, a human. The other six figures were Bazlind, a Trandoshan, Demmin Nass, a human, Neville Ranson, a human, Slagle, a human, Emberlene, a female Chiss, and Grashear, a Togorian.

7 of the expotentially-growing movement of Jedi Knights were had given their lives to the cause of the Imperial Order, and its strive for equality in all of the galaxy.

To fight a war to end the use of blasters, you had to use blasters. Once finished, these individuals would sacrifice their lives to the greater cause of extinguishing the Force that now flickered. . . for good.

These were the most noble people Jagang had ever had the pleasure of meeting. They understood that once the Force ceased existence, harmony would reign.

All would be lifted from the iron-fisted oppression it brought, and all would equal, with none using their abilities to rise above the masses.

"It is time, my friends."

<[-]> Saber

 

Tayen sat on a the bunk in the small quarters of a hostel. Rumaging through her holdall, she pulled out a datapad and and plugged it into a communication unit in the corner of the room. Pressing a few buttons, she watched as the blue image of a Zabrak male appeared before her after a few minutes. He began to speak

"Tayen, by recieving this message you have most likely arrived on Mon Calamari. You have probably heard about...and felt the attacks on Kashyyyk and Bothawi by the ones known as the Imperial Order. We fear the order is becoming bolder, the more systems it hits, the more it increases in power. So much so, that they may start to target the more prominent leaders of the republic"

There was a pause as a number of officials scrolled down the screen of the datapad and Tayen took a moment to look at them. Quite a few she had already heard of. The message continued

"We want you to keep an eye out for any suspicious activites within the city. Try to keep a low profile, a lot of citizens are shaken up by the prospect of this Imperial order and If a problem occurs, only intervene if it is completely nessesary. You will be able to contact me on Dantooine if you have any news. Be careful Tayen, May the force be with you"

The image disappeared and Tayen sat in thought for a few minutes. She had bad feeling about all this, but shook it off. She had an objective and had to stick to it. She stood up and zipped her black jacket up

"Maybe its about time I familiarise myself with this place"

She thought to herself as she made her way out of the room


TAG: Anyone

 

OOC: I know I spelled his name wrong. That's what I get for hanging around Typo (See Wes_Janson).

I would also like to thank Aaron Alston, Michael A. Stackpole and William Shatner for inspiration.......

[this goes on for several boring hours.]

 

OOC: I won't ask, Gav. Good post, Leigh!

The deliberations had been dragging on for nearly an hour, and Prime Minister Thurstan Idaccen was flustered; it was like talking to a brick wall.

Although most of the Senators in the committee were in favor of his declaration of war without quarter, a few, selective, stubborn Senators were still fighting it.

Thurstan listened intently as a Ryn Senator droned on in a dull, mundane tone of opposition to the Prime Minister's stance on how to deal with the daunting Imperial Order.

"...These revolutionists are intent upon annexing solar systems which are members of the Galactic Alliance. I believe, with a proper envoy, negotiations would succeed in diswaying their crusade.

"Instead of inciting further violence by declaring total war, were even captured members of the Imperial Order would be eliminated, this governing entity should excercise what it states.

"We are a governing body of benevolence, of the upmost quest for the most pacifistic-route to undermining war that would rent the Galactic Alliance in two halves.

"I plead with you to ponder alternatives, to pursue a course of action that would the Imperial Order would equate with a pugnacious-thirst for blood."

Prime Minister Idaccen broke in. "We'd all do respect, Senator, but we've attempted to make contact with the Imperial Order repeatedly. The answer has always been the same.

"We've tried to no avail. They claim they fight for all who join them, that they fight for all those yearning for a centralistic rule where a single figurehead steadily approaches all issues their way.

"Any who refuse to join and rebuke their cause are the enemy. The enemy to them is subhuman, a mere obstacle that deserves to be pillaged, raped, tortured, murdered, and enslaved.

"Any who opposes them is swept away to make room for submitting areas. The Imperial Order will not give an inch on this position; in fact, they'll fight to preserve this stance to the last man.

"That is why we will destroy them to a very man. If you'll excuse me, I have an appointment for a prospective hearing on a increase in military-spending in 20 minutes."

Prime Minister Idaccen rose and left the room in a daze. Even with the possibility of every thing around them being changed or destroyed, they are against fighting to stop it.

A crescendo of turbines started in the distance, a grounded Mon Calamari Star Cruiser rose softly into the air from repulsorlifts. Heurkea floating city was alive with millions of people.

It was now the center of government for the entire Galactic Alliance, which demanded that expansion be made to the framework of the formingly small city.

Suddenly, blaster fire rained down from on a roof. The cadre of Elite Galactic Alliance guards pratically trampled Thurstan Idaccen to the ground.

A sizzling bolt grazed his belly as more whizzed by. Their was a staccato from an Elite Guard, then a agonizing howl of pain. The would-be assassin flailed down from the roof and thudded off the platform.

<[-]> Saber

 

INSIDE THE DAGON 7:

Dagon sat in the pilots seat as he adjusted coordinates and trails. His men were busy, replacing fuel cells, power cells, and tinkering with some new blaster rifles. Dagon closed the consol, and stood up. As Dagon began ascend to the upper level of the ship, the hangar door opened.

" Well Dagon, off...f on another adv...venture?"
said a slim, pale Chiss.

" What do you want, Fynn?" Dagon retorted.

" F...from you? Why noth...thing..." He grimly
remarked. " What possibly could you offer me?"

Dagon ignored the Chiss as he contuned to the upper deck, to set enviroment controls.
A few minutes later, Dagon returned to the deck to depart. A large bag lay on the pilots chair. Dagon glanced at the other men.

" Sir," A taller trooper began, " Fynn left this to you, before he left. We didn't touch it, sir."

Dagon looked at the bag and began scanning it with his thermal scanners, for poison, or perhaps a bomb? Dagon could not find any heat, other than that on the hand straps. Dagon opened the bag to see several, bacta container and a note:

Have fun, dying Dagon, you know as well as me, you won't be returning. Chief Gungt gave me the bacta, for your trip.

Signed,
Fynn

Dagon looked once more in the bag, then closed it. " Are we ready?" Dagon asked. His men nodded. four troopers went to the upper deck, while Dagon and the other five, stayed on deck. Dagon strapped his harnesses and began pushing ignition codes.

" Chuu...Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiii" The main engines were online. One of the troopers switched a blinking light, and the ship jerked with the release of itself, from the hangar.

The ship began to rise and quickly disappeared into the clouds...

 

Emperor Jagang observed as Dagon's vessel blocked all his vision and then until it became a solitary dot in the distant horizon.

He had other pressing matters to attend to. A hive of zealots against the ideals of the Imperial Order had been discovered right under his nose in the capital city of Ebinissia.

A platoon of D'Haran sentinals had met stiff resistence from these radicals, but managed to kill all of the men. The rest had been rounded up into the main square of Ebinissia.

About 10 minutes later, Emperor Jagang's elaborate chariot halted to a stop before a podium. A crowd had already gathered to bear witness to the grim-faced women, children, and selective men.

"It is my duty, as Emperor of the Imperial Order, to sift through any sects that would wish to dilute our perfection with their poisonous rants."

The crowd was enamored with the Emperor. They all shook their fists with obscene curses at the chained and gowned captives. Muja fruit was hurled at the knot of zealots with disgust.

Some of the more subdued listeners simply nodded their head in silent agreement.

"They knew the consequences of such brazen treason!"

Emperor Jagang, in all his glory turned to the captives. "Convert now, repent for your acts of betrayel to the general populace of the Imperial Order, and your lives will be spared mercifully."

Many had tried to label him as a paranoid and brutel dictator, but their short-sightedness was to be expected. They knew nothing of the master plan, of the bliss that the Imperial Order offered to all peoples of the galaxy.

The throats had been soaked with acid; they could not speak. Because of this, the crowd will have mistaken their muteness for disobediance. But Jagang knew better. They had to be wiped out.

As fusillodes of blaster fire rang out throughout the square, Emperor Jagang turned to a lieutenant who had an urgent report from Mon Calamari.

"Prime Minister Idaccen survived."

Emperor Jagang clenched his fists. "Of course he did. Level the complex that the zealots were found in. We must be assured that all the zealots have been attended to. Their words shall not spread."

Bodies crumpled to the cold, segmented, ground of stone. The screams faded as the Emperor's chariot eased up to greet him. Emperor Jagang left the cheering crowd in satisfaction.

It was time to turn the tide. It was time to puncture the very heart of the Galactic Alliance.

<[-]> Saber

 

OOC: Is too late to join?

 

INSIDE THE DAGON VI

Dagon awoke to the sound of the hyperdrive shutting off. The shiped jerked and became stable. Dagon stood up and dressed.

On the deck, Dagon was briefed of thier status. The Jedi enclave was not far over the horizon. Dagon looked up briefly to see that the ship was floating in and out of the atmoshpere, then back to the trooper.

" Sir, not to be rude, but the whole plan we discussed earlier, doesn't seem that successful..."
The Trooper hastely said.

Dagon looked at a holographic map of the area around the enclave. He notices, several hills suitable for ambush. Some rivers and small lakes, were not much help, and nor were the dreadfully, stretched fields. Dagon looked closer at the holo-map.

" Enhance this." He says pointing to a large boulder formation. The map grows to fill half the room. Dagon looks at the enhanced map. " Enhance." He says again. The map again grows to fill the netire room. Dagon looks. He turns to look at the enclave. Then back to the boulders. Dagon looks unmoving.
"See it?" He says calmly.

The Trooper looks at the map, " Umm... what sir?" " There... the slight rise in the field... it continues across the fiels, directly underneith the enclave." Dagon looked again at the enclave. " It is definitly a tunnel." Dagon walked over to a Trooper sitting at a computer terminal. " Can you find a map of the enclave, preferably one with all airvents and accessible passages."

Dagon returned to the map and closed it...

 

Emperor Jagang was on board his personal courier starship. A medium-sized transport with intricate carvings and pommels jutting from every which direction.

The flagship of the Imperial Order's invasion army, the Engine of Order, loomed in orbit around the new Imperial Order world of Kuat. The extensive shipyards now were at the disposal of the Order.

Specks in the far distance, and whirling around the planet right under the nose of the Engine of Order, millions upon millions of Raptor starfighters secured the expanse of the sphere.

Repairs were taken place to the Engine of Order, support beams, girders, sensory displays, and weapon systems were being mended from a hellish battle that took place at the planet, Daan.

The courier ship glided into a yawning berth on the Engine of Order. Escort starfighters that were acommpanying it veered off from their trajectory.

The 7 Jedi Knights that were in staunch support of the Imperial Order guarded Emperor Jagang The Just. Hulking, chisled, intimidating figures of blonde D'Haran males flanked him.

Their chain mail clinked, their leather uniforms creaked, and there arsenal of weapons clattered. Their expressions were gaunt as their eyes searched even before the ramp lowered for any threats to Jagang.

The main berth of the Engine of Order was brimming with countless Kelton soldiers, stormtroopers, D'Haran sentinals, and CSA Espo guards all stood in firm attention.

General Riggs bowed humbly to his Emperor.

"Impressive, General. Your progress has been flawless. But as a leader who only wishes the best for his people, I am already weary of this war. I want to end it, I want the last war to be every fought to conclude."

"The costs for the citizens of the Imperial Order has already been too consuming. There is a hunger for the change to commence, but I want to see to it that it's done expediantly."

"Prepare your men, we launch simoultaneous strikes against every solar system in our path. It is time that the Imperial Order flex its muscle completely. So we may be done with this."

General Riggs appeared a little taken aback. Then he reconsidered the results if he were to have a debate on the how to take the course of the war.

"Emperor, we have poured every resource, starship, man, and weapon into this war. If it is your decision to overtake the democratic weaklings with overwhelming efforts, it shall be done."

"Good, the Hapes Cluster is our primary aim. They have an abundant fleet of Battle Dragons, Nova Star Cruisers, and Storm-class starfighters to contend with. If they refuse, they will fall."

General Riggs interjected tentatively. "The Hapan Consortium is highly nationalistic. They will no doubt cover their eyes to the reason behind our cause. We may sustain great losses."

Emperor Jagang thought on this. "You don't have faith in your men?"

"Of course, Emperor. It is the fact that the Hapan Cluster will be the most noteworthy grab for territory that we will have done at once. And we will be unable to concentrate all our manpower."

"That's why you can't fail. If we succeed in this stage of the campaign, the Galactic Alliance will be shaken to its very core. Any thing that furthers the cause of the Imperial Order deserves to be implemented."

"Surrender and sovereignty are not interchangeable. They either succumb unconditionally to our will, or they are swept away with the wind. All will be killed, and the women given to our men."

"The ends justify the means."

"It has been my experiance that such drastic acts of warfare are successfully in mortifying potential conquests that would otherwise fight us."

"When your army is organized as to where they are to specifically hit, begin."

<[-]> Saber

 

Name: Aaron Nemisis (Call him Nemisis)
Age: 26
Affiliation: Galactic Alliance
Branch: Jedi
Rank: Jedi Knight
Gender: Male
Height: 6'0"
Eyes: Brown
Hair: shoulder length black hair
Appearence: Wears hair in a ponytail. Has a mudium muscular build.
Equipment: None. He uses the force
Weapons: Two red lightsabers, that can connect to make one.
Clothing: Wears black robes and black gloves.
Ship: The Shadow Eclipse. A New XG4 X-wing.
Bio: Nemisis was born on Coruscant before the Yuuzhan Vong invasion. He fought against the Yuuzhan Vong, when they took over his homeworld. He likes the colors red and black. Thats why he wears those colors, and thats why his lightsabers are red.

 

Tayen had been walking down a crowded street near the senatorial districts the when she heard the commotion. Her brow furrowed as she quickened her pace to a run. Knocking and bumping into a few citizens who turned and shook fists and other appendages at her as she pushed her way through the crowds. Rounding a corner, she saw a figure plunging from the room of a building. Guards and city security officers were scattered everywhere. Tayen looked around and stopped a lavender Twi'lek who was running past

"Hey, can you tell me what happened here?"

The Twi'lek looked at Tayen, her eyes wide and her voice shaky

"Something happened to the prime minister! Its that Imperial order I'm telling you!"

Tayen could see she was a little distressed so she let the Twi'lek continue on her way. Looking around, she started to feel uneasy, her hand strayed to her lightsaber as she scanned the crowds. After a few looks, she caught sight of a shady figure disapearing into the melee. Keeping a eyes on his general direction, she tightened her grip on her lightsaber and started to follow him


TAG: Anyone

OOC: There is more to this but i don't have time to post the rest tonight, i hope thats ok

 

OOC: No problems here, Leigh.

Emperor Jagang addressed the HoloNet through the work of Imperial Order slicers and slicer droids. It was the final ultimatum before the Imperial Order rushed upon the solar systems in its immediate path with unrelenting fury.

"My fellow neighbors of the expanse of the galaxy, I come before you today, not as a conquerer, but as a crusader. I, Emperor Jagang, declare the galaxy to be whole under the rule of the Imperial Order.

"Many of you may be mortified of what has befalling the now annexed star systems that have been conjoined as one with the Imperial Order and all its companion entities.

"Nevertheless, I offer peace. I am a pacifistic man by nature, and a warrior out of sheer necessity. And the rudimentary government that now has you in its clutches is a necessity to shatter.

"The future will no longer be bleak, perilous, and uncertain. The Yuuzhan Vong, or any other threat for that matter will have inflict harm upon the galaxy, shall never again.

"The forgotten poverty-stricken throngs will be nurtured. Every solitary member of the Imperial Order will have a role to participate in the sustaining to the whole.

"The disintegrating and decrepit Galactic Alliance is now beset by the invincible Imperial Order; change is inevitable. No longer will ineffectual, aloof, and frail rule leave the masses thirsting for support.

"Rise up. Join the cause of the Imperial Order. Revive the cause of equality, justice, and flourishment. It is time for rapid growth, for the explusion of the New Jedi Order that manipulates you all."

Emperor Jagang stepped out of the field deftly. General Riggs averted his eyes. "Excellent speech, Emporer Jagang. I am profoundly certain it will have an influence on the hearts and minds of those not yet loyal to us."

"It will. If it doesn't, they know full well the ramifications. Give a reaction approximentally a day. Then, we hit those who have not joined with every last element of our military."

Emperor Jagang turned to Curkken Rahl, who in turn bobbed his head slightly in approval. He knew all too well the arrogence of many, he knew the blood and destruction that would occur. . .

<[-]> Saber

 

OOC: So where do i start?

 

darth_nemisis: I think the best place to start would either be on the Jedi capital, Dantooine, or the Galactic Alliance capital of Mon Calamari. Unless you want to start in the thick of things on an Imperial Order occupied planet.

<[-]> Saber

 

IC: nemisis

Nemisis was walking down to the crowd in one of the streets of Mon Calamari. He noticed a fellow jedi. The jedi looked familiar. He walked up to her and said "Hello?" Then he noticed who it was."Tayen! Whats going on here?"


Tag: Tayen

 

Tayen turned at the sound of a familiar voice and the feeling of a familiar presence. She saw that is was Nemisis, a fellow Jedi knight. She watched as the figure started to disappear again into the crowds

"Nemisis? Weve got a problem, but i'll explain later, Come on"

She signalled for Nemisis to follow and began to move again. She started to catch up with the figure and was almost in reach when he suddenly whipped around and locked eyes with her

"Sithspit"

The figure began to run, drawing a blaster and firing off a few shots towards her. Ignting her saber, Tayen deflected the bolts. People around them began to scatter and panic

"So much for keeping a low profile"

She thought as she spotted the stranger disappear down a back street. She followed him and stopped. She couldnt see him anywhere

"Where are you?"

She whispered to herself as she looked about


TAG: Nemisis