Star Wars STAR WARS: EPISODE XII: LEGACY OF THE FORCE

STAR WARS

EPISODE XII

LEGACY OF THE FORCE

The EMPEROR strikes back!

As the raging BATTLE OF JAKKU goes on, the reborn SNOKE prepares for the endgame with the half-completed SECOND STARKILLER.

The heroes of the RESISTANCE have no choice but to embrace the leaders of the GALACTIC EMPIRE as allies before the SITH destroy all hope that remains…

 

Character Sheet

Name:
Age: The Game is Set in 57 ABY, sixteen years after the Episode VII and VIII, fifteen years after Episode IX, and six years after Episode X, one year since the beginning of Episode XI
Species:
Homeworld:
Affiliation: First Order, Resistance, Unaligned
Force Sensitivity: Y/N.
Personal Effects:
Personal Starship (if any):
Personal Weapon:
Bio: I will merrily accept a link to Wookieepedia article for Canon characters, or indeed Legends ones.

 

The Rules

1. All sheets to the GM for approval first!
2. Snoke, Phasma, Thrawn and Rey are non-player characters. Ditto Ben Skywalker.
3. Let the fun begin!
4. All sheets will have an intro before it goes up!
5. This is a cinematic game. In that, the show must go on, and actors can and will be recast. Missing two TAGs without prior notice returns your character to the GM.
6. No more than four players each will be allowable. Any Legacy characters from prior games will be completely authorised.

 

The Legacy Trilogy to Date

STAR WARS: EPISODE X: DUEL OF THE FATES

https://boards.theforce.net/threads/star-wars-episode-x-duel-of-the-fates-2021-best-rpg.50055347/

STAR WARS: THE ROAD TO EPISODE XI: THE HIDDEN TEMPLE

https://boards.theforce.net/threads/the-road-to-star-wars-episode-xi-the-hidden-temple.50056575/

A Star Wars Story

STAR WARS: EPISODE VIII: THE LAST JEDI: A HIDDEN MOMENT

https://boards.theforce.net/threads/episode-viii-the-last-jedi-a-hidden-moment.50056494/

STAR WARS: EPISODE XI: THE HIDDEN TEMPLE

https://boards.theforce.net/threads...-to-the-2021-rpf-award-winning-game.50056964/

 

PLACEHOLDER

@ConservativeJedi321, @Sarge, @Mistress_Renata, @greyjedi125

 

OOC: As a note, Episode XII takes place six months after the end of Episode XI.

 

OOC: All three sheets GM Approved!


Name: Admiral Tiberionel “Tiber” Ordwgal
Age: 40
Species: Lexrul Human, demi-human
Homeworld: Lexrul
Affiliation: Resistance
Force Sensitivity: No

Image/Description:


Personal Starship: T70 X-wing


Personal Effects: Survival gear, flight suit and helmet, pair of blasters and a blaster rifle, and the clothes in his rucksack and on his back.

Personal Bio:

Tiber, the grandnephew of Feral Ordwgal, grew up on his grandfather’s stories of his uncle. From an early age he heard them as he seemed to have many of the same characteristics as that noteworthy. His flying skills were almost on par with what Feral had demonstrated in his early life.

When he was 15 he received a mysterious grant to attend the planetary defense force academy. Upon arrival, he found that he’d been placed in the flight program and when he traced back the source of the grant, plain clothed men who reeked of the military and the Republic appeared at his dorm and told him to not question where the money had come from. Understanding the severity immediately he agreed and dove into his studies.

He graduated near the top of his class and chose star fighters as the path he wished to follow. He immediately fell in love with the T70 X-wing when he first flew it and the R2 unit that came with his craft he dubbed Bones II after the astromech Feral used. He flew for a pair of years before he became involved with more and more Black Ops missions.

And that was when he met Poe Dameron. Having assisted the man before, when he was called upon again he immediately set everything else to the side and flew to the rendezvous point to meet the others. Whilst involved in the mission he found himself growing close to one of his fellow pilots, Zara Chrischa. After the mission, Poe kept them together and they grew even closer, as he discovered she was his One. 6 months later the war was over and they had married. His uncle, Finnefrael Ordwgal, having been party to all their mission reports, offered them both positions in his company, basically a private military company. For about ten years they shared their time between his home on Lexrul and her home on Bakura for their jobs as Military consultants.

6 years into their marriage, after being told they’d not be able to have Children, Zara fell pregnant. Amethyst was born, Amy for short. Their only child who resembles her mother and has her fathers’ eyes and ears. At this point, when they make the hard decision to return to assisting the galaxy and saving it from darkness, they have been married for 15 years and Amy is 9. Since ‘retiring’ from Finnefrael’s company Tiber still flies regularly as the liaison between the Bakuran government and that company but Zara keeps her skills up in a SIM mostly these days as she’s resumed her Royal Duties.

The following takes place during the events of The Road to Episode XI

Spoiler

Tiber, Zara, and their daughter Amy, had been enjoying their life on Bakura when, in the middle of the night, an old friend, Poe Dameron called them. After a short conversation, they told him they’d consider his offer but wanted a little time. They discussed things with their former employer, Tiber’s uncle Finnefrael. After that discussion they reluctantly agreed to join the Resistance, especially as their old ship, the Rancor, as well as Finnefrael and their old squadron were also joining them.

Zara had been made the squadron lead, Tiber taking the second position. Before too long, after they joined the Resistance, they found themselves in the Battle of Yag’Dhul where the squadron performed well, if even with some damage to their fighters and the Rancor. They managed to outperform the First Order and Tarkinate forces in the battle. However, it did cause strife between Tiber and his wife as he’d gone off without her orders, doing what he knew needed to be done but he had done so without her command.

The friction between them was still unresolved by the time they found themselves at Bilbringi and an ambush set by the First Order. Zara surprised them all as she removed herself from the squadron lead position and returned it to Tiber, as it had been for years. He recovered quickly and set Black Squadron to keeping themselves and their ships alive against the forces arrayed against them.

The battle was harrowing and they almost lost Delta in the fight, luckily she managed to eject before her X Wing was destroyed. With some creative solutions by both fighters and capital ships they managed to pull through a battle that should have destroyed them all. At the end of the battle, Rey requested that they dock on the SSD Liberator.

Tiber and Zara were able to reconcile the friction between them after the battle before everyone was called to a ready room on the RSD. A briefing was given, a touch of friction seen between the two of them and Admiral Babo. A briefing which got worse when Rey collapsed, a major surge of Force energy that most of the pilots didn’t feel having done so. While they were dealing with that a small but powerful SSD entered the system and drove them into further shock when it destroyed the Rancor before their eyes.

This battle was even more lopsided, in its way, than the ambush had been, 144 TIEs against two small squadrons of X Wings, Black one short even as Delta had remained on the capital ship. Tiber had had to give Zara a shock to her system to make her come out of shock about the destruction of the Rancor. The battle went on, creative flying on the part of the crews and the commanders. Finally, as the fighters ran out of fuel, they landed on the Liberator once more, just before it escaped through hyper.

There was a tense moment on the hangar deck as Finnefrael had to deal with what Tiber had done before the battle. It almost ended with the disbanding of Black Squadron but he managed to salvage the situation and almost reveal how he felt for Delta. Soon, they found themselves in another briefing, another tense one as they found out about the New Order and it’s hidden SSDs that were turning the tide against them once more.

The discussion was long but ended as the Liberator, Finnefrael, and Black Squadron chose to stay with Rey to follow her instincts that they were needed at Coruscant. They made the jump but in the course of the battle there, the Liberator was shot down and now all of them, their fighters needing fuel and ammunition, which survived on the RSD, but with New Order forces around, were trapped on the surface of the world city.

The following takes place during the events of Episode XI

Spoiler

After a major falling out with Admiral Babo, and the appearance of Tiber and Zara’s daughter, Amy, Black Squadron departed the Resistance, left to protect each other and the young girl. Returning to Tiber and Feral’s homeworld of Lexrul, they tried to settle in as the galaxy roiled with war. While battling family tension, specifically Tiber’s mother’s dislike of both Zara and then Delta, the planet fell into it’s own discord. The Governor, believing the people would agree, asked for Imperial assistance after trying to route out what he thought were traitors.

FO forces, under Warlord Gherlid, arrived, beginning to occupy the planet even as the Squadron formed the core of a planetary resistance. The battle raged across the planet, the few loyalists to the governor being overwhelmed by citizens that still remembered the guilt of being associated with Orson Krennic. The squadron came up with a plan to stop the orbital bombardment of the SDs after sneaking to the base where their fighters and the rest of the squadron called home.

Their plan succeeded, stranding some of the nonhuman stormtrooper forces as the SDs were sent off on random paths through hyper. Due to their work the squadron were hailed as heroes, especially Tiber, who had reluctantly become the face of the resistance on Lexrul. Due to that, and other factors, his uncle Feral was proclaimed governor. The galactic Resistance called them asking for aid and the Squadron, led by Tiber and his pregnant wife took ship aboard an Aquitens cruiser, along with the stormtroopers who had given their loyalty to Lexrul.

Following the freighter that had come to fly them to the Resistance, should it be needed, they arrived and found themselves in the Jakku system, just before massive gravity generators cut the system off from the rest of the galaxy. The following six months began with intense combat, as their forces strove against the FO forces and the four Tho Yor that dominated the space around the desert planet. As the months wore on and Zara’s pregnancy progressed, the battle devolved into skirmishes at random times, a semi state of stalemate.

It has been six months now, Tiber and Zara’s son has not yet been born, causing both to worry more and more that it will happen while they are still there at Jakku. They are, likewise, hoping their forces can find a way to lift the imposed exile by their foes. They miss their daughter dearly and desire only to get home to reunite their family and see what progress has been made to rebuild Lexrul.

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Name: Admiral Finnefrael “Feral” Ordwgal
Age: 92 Standard years, physically appears and has the energy, stamina, and such of a human in their mid forties.
Species: Lexrul Human, demi-human
Home Planet: Lexrul, Trax Sector
Affiliation: Resistance
Force Sensitivity: No

Appearance:


Personal Effects: His uniforms, his casual clothes, and many suits now that he was Governor of Lexrul
Personal Weapon: Pair of daggers and a blaster rifle kept nearby, these days in a safe by his desk
Personal Starship: Does the entirety of the LDF count?

Biography:

Finnefrael grew up on Lexrul,learning, at a very early age, that if he were put behind the controls of a flying craft he could pilot it. His skills at piloting were very quickly recognised and his intelligence allowed him to survive in the cutthroat competition of flight school. He joined Razor Squadron and fought alongside them throughout the Clone Wars. When Order 66 was enacted he happened to be the only member of his ARC-170 crew, besides the R4-C7 droid, by the craft.

Unwilling to go home as there was nothing left there for him to go back to, he headed out toward the Outer Rim. Having used his pay during the Wars to invest and grow his wealth he managed to find an out of the way planet where he was able to modify and rearm his ARC-170. He defended Outer Rim natives from attacks from pirates, as the newly formed Empire rarely did so, especially with the humanocentric viewpoint of the leadership of the Empire. With the destruction of Alderaan, he left his beloved ship in a heavily secured, but remote hangar, he took transport to Coruscant, where he touched base with others he’d known from the Clone Wars period, which led him to the Alliance to Restore the Republic.

He ended the war with the Black Sheep Squadron, as the Empire fell. After the war, he returned to Lexrul and found himself unable to return to civilian life. Using the credits he had in various banks, he used familial connections to be able to form a private military company. He reached out to other veterans and they vetted every candidate.

The company grew over the years, eventually snagging his nephew Tiber and his new wife Zara, after the time they spent in the resistance. The following fifteen years the company alternated headquarters between Lexrul and Zara’s homeworld of Bakura. When comms across the galaxy failed he was there, as they were, them having retired from the company five years prior.

The following takes place during the events of Road to Episode XI

Spoiler

Feral offered them the services of their old command, the Rancor as well as his aid. He commanded from the bridge for Black Squadron as well as Dancer and Rogue when they worked in conjunction at the Battle of Yag’dhul, of Bilbringi as well. It was as he had to confront his nephew that he finally allowed how he felt about one of the pilots, Delta, to be let out, even minutely. He took command of the RSD Liberator and chose to take the ship and his people to aid Rey on Coruscant.

They made the jump but in the course of the battle there, the Liberator was shot down and now all of them, their fighters needing fuel and ammunition, which survived on the SSD, but with New Order forces around, were trapped on the surface of the world city.

The following takes place during the events of Episode XI

Spoiler

After a major falling out with Admiral Babo, and the appearance of Tiber and Zara’s daughter, Amy, Black Squadron departed the Resistance, left to protect each other and the young girl. It was during this time, fighting for the Resistance and their departure from it, that Feral finally admitted to his long time aide Delta that she was his One. Returning to Tiber and Feral’s homeworld of Lexrul, they tried to settle in as the galaxy roiled with war. While battling family tension, specifically Tiber’s mother’s dislike of both Zara and then Delta, the planet fell into it’s own discord. While dealing with the fallout of the planetary unrest Feral and Delta married, causing the family strife to take on new meaning as Delta became the matriarch of the family.

The Governor, believing the people would agree, asked for Imperial assistance after trying to route out what he thought were traitors. FO forces, under Warlord Gherlid, arrived, beginning to occupy the planet even as the Squadron formed the core of a planetary resistance. The battle raged across the planet, the few loyalists to the governor being overwhelmed by citizens that still remembered the guilt of being associated with Orson Krennic. The squadron came up with a plan to stop the orbital bombardment of the SDs after sneaking to the base where their fighters and the rest of the squadron called home.

Their plan succeeded, stranding some of the nonhuman stormtrooper forces as the SDs were sent off on random paths through hyper. Due to their work the squadron were hailed as heroes, especially Tiber, who had reluctantly become the face of the resistance on Lexrul. Due to that, and other factors, Feral found himself proclaimed governor. The galactic Resistance called them asking for aid and the Squadron, led by Tiber and his pregnant wife took ship aboard an Aquitens cruiser, along with the stormtroopers who had given their loyalty to Lexrul.

Since their departure, there had been no word from the ships that Lexrul sent, a long six months of silence. All reports that reached Feral’s desk suggested that something had locked out access to the Jakku system, making him suspect that his family and people he’d sent into danger were stuck there. With little he could do to aid them, he and Delta focused on rebuilding Lexrul and strengthening their defense forces, knowing that the likelihood of battle returning to their world was high if many of those who were fighting against the Emperor were trapped in one system.

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Name:Jeanfra Gruandr
Age: 34
Species: Lexrul Human, slightly longer lifespan
Home Planet: Lexrul, Trax Sector
Affiliation: Resistance
Force Sensitivity: No

Appearance:


Personal Starship: T70 X-wing
Personal Effects/Weapon: Flight suit and helmet, pair of blasters, her uniforms, and a currently inoperable secure comm to LDF headquarters on Lexrul.

Personal Bio:

Jeanfra is still a pilot, now a squadron commander, in the Lexrullan Defense Forces. When their great-uncle Finnefrael had the Phoenix Corporation take almost permanent station at Bakura both she and Jesryl returned to Lexrul and from their assignment by the planetary government to assist Finnefrael.

The following takes place during the events of Episode XI

Spoiler

When Black Squadron returned to Lexrul, Jeanfra happened to be the commander on the spot, in orbit. Understanding, quickly, that her family and their people wanted to return quietly, she had her personal squadron, Lightning Squadron, escort them down to the surface. She didn’t think much more of it until she attended her great uncle’s wedding. It was there that she met the pilot, Dan Messina. As one of the senior officers of the LDF she had files on all the pilots but the file only told so much.

Intrigued to see how he’d react to a strong woman, even though he was surrounded by strong women in the squadron they hadn’t had a relationship with him. And she seemed to bowl him over as they began to see more and more of each other, even as chaos began to spread across the planet.

She soon realized why he seemed so important to her, it hitting her that he was her One. The fact he was that to her caused some friction between them as he was not ready for such a commitment. But the oncoming battle caused them to have to keep those worries at bay. Her boss made her the advisor to the Squadron and she soon became all but an active member of it.

She supported them in all their endeavors as they assisted the LDF to work against what the Governor was attempting to do. Even her people, some more rudely than others, tried to assist and she was there when they finally drove off the FO forces. Black Squadron, now basically the flagship squadron of Lexrul was requested and she took her Lightning Squadron with them. Partially because she wasn’t going to let Dan go off to war without her, worry would gnaw at her otherwise.

Six months of battle, even as it slowly settled into an almost stalemate had kept the worries of her relationship with Dan to a low simmer, although they had grown closer in that time. She’d shown to him and the others that not only was she madly in love with him but was also an excellent pilot, invaluable to whatever their future battles might be.[/spoilers]

 

GM Approved

Name: Zara Ordwgal

Age: 37 standard years

Race: Twi'lek - Raised on Bakura

Image/Description: 167cm tall. Her skin is a mix of a soft lavender and a shimmery blue with keen blue eyes. She speaks Basic, no Twi'lek accent with a smattering of Twi'lek, which often confuses people. She's shapely with full lips.

Starfighter of Choice: T70

Personal Effects: She carries a blaster - DH 17.

Personal Bio: Raised on Bakura from the age of 2, Zara is named after one of the women her mother served with during the Rebellion, Zara is adopted. She was raised in wealth but told the truth about the Rebellion and the subsequent situation re the First Order. She is intelligent and clever. Both her parents were Rebels and her mother flew X Wings so she learned to fly at a very young age. Zara was never comfortable staying home and studying like her sister and brothers. Much to her mother’s horror, she joined the Resistance and as a pilot met Poe eventually. She's a little cocky, but she is good. She won't give much attitude or smart mouth but she will snipe sarcastically and won't take crap from anyone. Good with her hands, she tweaks her ship often having learned about how they run early.

6 years into her marriage to Tiber Ordwgal (who she met through the Resistance), after being told they’d not be able to have Children, Zara fell pregnant. Amethyst was born, Amy for short. Their only child who resembles her mother and has her fathers’ eyes and ears. Now married 16 years now and Amy is 10.

The threat to her home world was real and as an adopted member of the Bakuran royal family, Zara knew she had no choice but to step back into her role as a fighter pilot and defend the world they’d settled on and made home. So, leaving her daughter behind she joined her husband and the Resistance, again, leaving Bakura on their home ship, the Rancor.

While out fighting, an ancient X Wing appeared and her and Tiber’s over achieving daughter had managed to steal her grandmothers ship and come in search of her parents with the help of an equally ancient R2 unit. This even caused she and Tiber to leave the Resistance instantly, their daughter in tow, and go to ground on Lexrul. Leaving Amy with Tiber's family they went underground and there they start a rebellion against the First Order leadership and are drawn back into the Resistance again. During their time on Lexrul, Zara discovered to her horror and joy all in one, she was pregnant again and due to this being the second chance at a miracle in her mind, is now currently 9 months gone and her due date looms after 6 months of hell. The battles had been minor and irregular causing great stress to her and her unborn child, add to that her husband was part of many of those battles, leading them mostly. This was her dreaded fear that he’d not live to see the child born.




Name: Delta Oriana
Gender: Female
Age: 35 standard Galactic Years
Race: Chandrillan
Affiliation: First Order, Resistance.
Force Sensitivity: None. She wishes
Personal Effects: Her mothers ebony wedding ring, worn to scare off suitors.
Personal Starship (if any): She had an X Wing…………
Personal Weapon: DH-17 Blaster, which she is good at using, vibroblade and hold out blaster

Description: 164cm tall, Long dark hair usually tied back at the nape of her neck. Very dark almost black eyes with overly long lashes. Unique tattoos around one eye and on her neck and shoulders. Hot shot pilot who met her best friend Zara Christa on her first assignment, when she was 19. Zara was her senior officer and guided her in the Phoenix Organisation where she met her soon to be boss, Finnefrael Ordwgal. Never knew her father, her mother never mentioned him and wouldn't speak of him, mother died when she was 24 leaving her alone.

Wanting to stay close to Zara, Delta took a position working closely with Finnefrael Ordwgal, and over the 15 years she did that, she fell desperately in love with him but her not so subtle hints were being ignored. For a long while she decided it wasn’t reciprocated so she kept it to herself. Then one day he noticed her, or had acknowledged her. It was a whirlwind after that, as they knew each other well, the next step was easy. She would follow him to the ends of the Galaxy, and so into war made sense. Now married, Delta is openly passionate, expressive and is not afraid to show everyone how she feels, on any given topic. The stalemate is messing with her personal plans and she wants it over so her life can begin.



Name: Dan Shawn Messina
Age: 37 Standard Galactic Years
Homeworld: Coruscant - Good family there
Affiliation: Resistance
Force Sensitive: Hell no

Ship: T70 X Wing, or whatever he's given.
Been a Black Squadron from the start, and during the lull in things was sent elsewhere but when the call to come 'home' went out, Dan was more than happy to be with those he knew best.

When the Blacks scooted out due to the arrival of an unwelcome junior pilot and arrived on Lexrul, he wasn't looking for anything. At the wedding of Delta and Feral, he saw her across the room, found her interesting and talked most the evening as they had a lot in common. She was forward and when she said she was leaving, Dan was surprised when Jeanfra asked if he'd join her. Having 'been around' he wasn't sure where it was leading but when he discovered the night was the start of something much heavier and deeper for her, he was skittish.

The underground resistance on Lexrul had him occupied, but she was always there, and somehow he noticed he was coming to rely on that, not to mention look forward to it.

When deployed again, he did worry she'd be left behind, and for the first time in his life, that mattered. When she came with them, Dan was more than relieved, as he realised he'd formed a connection. The skirmishes still worried him, but she'd proven she was more than a match to his skills, and that of the oppositions.


Name: Chrystella Stein
Age: 35 standard years
Homeworld: Pamarthe
Affiliation: Resistance
Starfighter: Anything she's Given as her race are born pilots
Force Sensitive: Not at all
Another Black Squadron from the start, disbanded and reformed, she was there. Married with two children, Chrystella fights for their freedom knowing they will become weapons for the FO if she doesn't. Her wife keeps the children safe and the contact is limited for everyone's safety. She learned slicing and is a wizz with data outlets and computers despite the fact she hardly uses the skill. She, like most from her world, learned on watercraft at a very young age, and the progression to starfighters was natural, she could essentially fly an SD if needed, its in her blood.

She trusts Dan as her wing, always has and knows he won't let her down, or at least she did. Things have changed and now she starts to think about her six as he is focused on someone else's. The stalemate is wearing her down and her trust in her wing is wavering as he's made a few choices of late that have her questioning him.

 

Both Sheets GM Approved

Character Sheet

Name: Settu'asol'rerrist (Lord Sabel), Tuasolr for short


Age: 88
Species: Chiss
Homeworld: Csilla
Affiliation: Unaligned
Force Sensitivity: Yes.

Personal Effects: When commanding from the bridge of his Secutor, he is often found wearing a dark grey outfit somewhat reminiscent of a Fleet Admiral but of looser weave with a darker grey cloak denoting his status as a Sith over it. When he chooses to go on individual missions he wears something similar but designed to more easily blend in to whatever terrain he finds himself in. A light cortosis weave fabric is what the outfit, aside from the cloak, is made from. On his person usually, wristpad/comm with encrypted channels to keep in communication with his command ship and fleet. Equipment belt with a secondary comm and several thermal detonators attached.

Personal Starship (if any): His fleet, slightly reduced over the last six months of battle.
Personal Fighter: TIE Advanced x1



Personal Weapon: Several knives tucked around his person, two crimson bladed sabers that can interlock if needed. A pair of holdout blasters for ranged defense/attack.

Bio:

Settu'asol'rerrist grew up among other Chiss, but as he aged, he began to realize he was somewhat of an anomaly among the race, a male with Force abilities. He kept them hidden as much as possible and followed one of his fellows into Imperial service. While not as brilliant as Thrawn he was a very good tactician and soon rose to command small fleet actions under his fellow Chiss. During this period his rank meant that he was introduced to the Imperial court and that was where his Force abilities were discovered.

The Emperor, always one to have as many plans as possible to ensure his victory allowed him to hide his abilities from those around him, while at the same time training him in the ways of the Dark Side. His tutelage meant that Settu'asol'rerrist was often splitting time between command of his Task Force and the Imperial court, until he passed his final training under the Emperor. Once he had, he returned to full duty, with secret orders, to be opened when the Emperor commanded.

As the strength of the Resistance grew, the now Lord Sabel kept an eye on it. Eventually the communique he’d awaited was received, shortly before the Battle of Lothal, and he opened the sealed orders. The Emperor gave him full command of his command ship Megarea, a dozen Imperial II SD’s and a half dozen Onager SD’s and ordered him to carve out a base in the Unknown Regions, as the Emperor desired a unit, separate and relatively unknown in case there were threats to the Emperor’s plans.

When he took his fleet into the UR the orders also allowed him to fully reveal himself and the fleet realized that their leader was not only a decorated Chiss officer but a Sith Lord. The loyalty he’d cultivated in them meant that none of the fleet retreated from his command and he found a small, underpopulated planet upon which to carve out the base the Emperor had demanded.

Having spent the time since the defeat of the Galactic Empire tucked away in the UR Sabel has spent the intervening time ensuring the small fleet he was granted by Emperor Palpatine has stayed in readiness and kept the dream of the resurgence of the Empire alive. He has sent forays to many worlds away from where Imperial remnants or other polities, such as his fellow Chiss, exist so as to collect Sith artifacts to increase his power and knowledge of the dark side.

He works to spread his influence across the UR and build up the forces he was given so as to prepare for the day that the Empire would rise once more. He had loose interactions with Imperial Remnant forces as well as those of other Imperial Admirals and Moffs who had fled, but they knew only that there was another former Imperial force somewhere in the UR. He also knew of the Chiss keeping an eye on such forces but whenever there were interactions with them he always entered the mind of a subordinate and used them as a puppet so that the Chiss did not realize that one of their own was involved.

He also kept tabs on the many criminal and other, darker, organizations that ran throughout the UR plaguing both the former Imperial forces as well as the Chiss and the rising New Republic. Soon enough he would begin rallying those loose Imperial forces into something cohesive to reunite and rebuild the Empire. Even if the reuniting took time, he would ensure they were built into something the former, possibly, Emperor would have wanted to bring the galaxy back under the sway of the Dark Side.

The following takes place during the events of Road to the Final Episode and Episode XI

Spoiler

Sabel had spent the last forty odd years expanding and claiming as wide a swath of the UR as was possible. He’d fought battles, individually as well as with his fleet, in that time, honing himself and his people into a well oiled machine. That wasn’t to say that they won every battle or war they fought but even defeat taught them lessons and the bounty they had taken from Iokath, the technology they’d used to improve the fleet, had been of great assistance in that time.

So, when Eleodie, or who he found out in the first few moments was Eleodie’s offspring, called him, asking for assistance he was willing to do so. Especially given zher age and coloration he was certain that her calling him uncle was the wrong name for what he was to zher. But zhe insisted, even though others in the fleet were coming to the realization that zhe, most likely, was his child.

He’d set up a meeting point, a world somewhat between what had been the territory of the Pirate Queen and his own. What he had not known though was that that world had been set up as a forward base, both for research as well as, most likely, the staging area to expand the First Order’s territory out into his and what had been Eleodie’s.

He arrived at the world after Eleodie, to find that it had become a fortress world, ringed by minefields and orbital weapons platforms. When he arrived, it was to find zher being attacked by the minefield. The mines went after his ships as well, as he had his people work to rescue zher. In the end, it took him having to destroy one of the platforms with an overpowered shot from the Onager he’d brought along, to get zher out.

They hypered to a nearby system, where they concocted a ruse to return to the system and discover why it was as it was. Zhe took on the role of a FO Legate and he the guise of an old friend, Grand Admiral Thrawn. A combination of their bluff and the Governor of that world wanting them on the world found them on the surface.

They had been brought to what appeared to be the Governor’s residence but, in reality, was a massive warehouse to find that all of this was a cover for a massive operation utilizing Kyber. It was here that what appeared to be the Governor let loose what he thought was his trap. A massive battle ensued, one where Sabel found himself fighting both physically and mentally. The first was against a biot that had been the one in the form of the Governor, the second was against the essence of Snoke, that had inhabited the massive Kyber crystal in the center of the warehouse.

By the time the battle had ended, Sabel was battered, bruised, injured, and his armor had thousands of shards of the, now, destroyed Kyber embedded in it. As he passed out the word Jakku entered his mind. His people were able to get him mostly healed as they left the system, leaving an occupying force in their wake. His Red Guard, on his orders, had half the fleet assemble, wisely leaving the remainder to secure the borders of his territory. His techs, fawning over the high quantity of Kyber they’d acquired, made good use of it. His armor in particular was renovated to a high degree, both with the integration of the kyber and to assist with his recovery. It would have to wait to be seen what use he could make of it, in the future.

The fleet had taken flight to Jakku, finding themselves in the system with a massive force that had come to destroy what they believed was where the Emperor had set up his last stand, as it were. His force, to his relief, was in a region of the system away from the rest of that massive armada, thankful as all of his designs were of Imperial or Chiss origin and he doubted those that had come would believe they were allies.

As soon as they’d arrived, the system had been locked out of hyper by a massive gravity field, just before an announcement was broadcast over every comm channel, revealing the system was a trap. When the message ended the large Tho Yor, the only ‘foe’ they faced, began firing on the fleet and releasing TIE fighters to attack. After initial losses, including the ship he and Eleodie were on having the front third sheared off, the battle became a fierce engagement, at least for the first few weeks.

It has been six months now and the battle devolved into strategic attacks from both sides, both trying to find the key to ending the threat of the other, Sabel’s people studying every aspect of the Tho Yor, interested in how it was, seemingly, interacting with the small nodes of Kyber that they’d taken. The battle had to end soon, he knew his people would be concerned by the lack of communication from him.

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Name: Atin-Kot Kouwr
Age: 3641, counting the last 3600 years in Stasis
Species: Taung
Homeworld: Mandalore
Affiliation: Resistance
Force Sensitivity: Yes
Appearance: 2 meters tall, grey skin, yellow eyes, typical Taung features



Personal effects: Robes and armor, taken from the hidden Jedi temple.
Personal Weapon: Detachable double bladed, yellow colored lightsaber

Bio: Born on Mandalore, Atin-Kot was typical of his race until approximately the age of 10. He had grown up learning to hunt with the adults of the clan, learning the skills necessary to hunt any sort of game on the planet. He likewise had spent many hours learning all he could of all the species those of his clan had faced as they ventured out among the stars.

All of that changed shortly after his tenth birthday, when on a hunt he thought how the hunt would be simplified if the mythosaur they were after would appear so they could take it. Suddenly the creature they had been stalking reversed course and stepped out directly in front of them. Dismissing it as a fluke he continued taking part in the hunts for another year before it happened again, in the exact same way. At this point he realized it was he that had caused it to happen, which amazed, disgusted, and terrified him.

His amazement was due to the fact he had never heard a single story of his kind having any Force powers. The disgust came from the disgust his kind had for those that used the Force, and the actions that had driven them from their homeworld, which may also account for why there were no stories of his kind using the Force. He was terrified because he knew that as soon as he was discovered he would be cast out.

He began preparing for that day, ensuring he had all his gear and weapons prepared and hidden in a remote location far from his clan's homes. His fear came true two days past his thirteenth birthday and his advancement to adulthood. The clan chief himself and a handful of warriors physically manhandled him from the village and under the penalty of death exiled him from the tribe and swore to disseminate news of his exile and the reason why to all the clans.

He had managed to make it to his gear, retrieve it, and slip offplanet before they had cordoned the spaceport. He managed to work his way from planet to planet until he reached the planet of Taris. It took much convincing to get any Jedi there, from any rank to take the time to search him for any evidence of Force Powers, but eventually he found one of sufficient rank that believed and saw the Force ability in him to get him accepted to the Taris Academy.

He worked hard, his physical strength and hardiness served him in good stead as he naturally drifted toward the path of a Sentinel. As he graduated, and crafted his sabers, he finally realized he’d found a new clan, one that accepted him for what he was, not just a Taung, but a Jedi. Such belief was tarnished to a degree when the Mandalorian Wars began. He knew his people, and those who had flocked to their banners and become Mandalorians, were ravaging worlds and the Jedi, the clan he’d come to believe as his, did nothing.

That is, until a pair of Jedi, Revan and Alek, managed to convince the Council to allow them to fight and end the war. He had gone with those who would be known to posterity as the Revanchrists and fought in the wars, his armored form, double bladed saber in hand came as a shock to those of his race that he fought. After the Battle of Dxun, and all he’d seen there, he could not continue, he could very well see where this was headed and so he returned to the Temple, and the Council’s judgment.

Following Malachor, and the return, then the departure of the Exile, the council realized they desperately needed information, needed to know what Revan and those who had followed him were doing. Called to the Council chambers, Atin-Kot was given sealed orders direct from the Council that he was to become an agent of the Council, and rejoin those he’d fought alongside in the Wars, reporting back to the Council as needed. He followed Revan and the others into the Unknown Regions, and rejoined their ranks. And returned with them, a ‘Sith’, to wage war against the Republic. But now he’s been called back, by the Council, to join a team, for a mission of the utmost importance, targeting Lord Revan himself.

The following takes place during the events of Turning Point - The Betrayal of Darth Revan

Spoiler

Atin-Kot, and those others that had been called were drawn to Sernpidal, where they met for the first time. They were an eclectic group and it was evident in how they could barely call themselves a team. Even after meeting and beginning to know each other, they were at odds, partially not helped by the fact he, himself, was a Revanchrist.

After a violent encounter at the cantina they had gathered at, they had to set out, on their own routes, to rendezvous at the manor of Colonel Scherp, someone Ati-Kot knew. One of their own had been taken captive and they had to breach the security, finally work as a team. They finally reached the Colonel and, after the Taung had to use tactics the Jedi would find abrasive, he managed to get what they needed, the codes and their companion, from the man.

After departing, on Scherp’s own shuttle, they returned to Bastila. The plan was, of course, to board Revan’s flagship with the codes they had, and capture him. After the briefing, they were given a chance to catch up with those they needed to, as it was basically a suicide mission. Atin-Kot, following all the various orders he had, spoke with Darth Malek, by comm, to ensure that that Lord knew that Revan would soon be off the board.

Bastila knew of his second orders and, after a discussion, they set up the ambush, her to lead one team and he the other. At Nouane, the ambush began, Atin-Kot leading his team toward Security Command, while Bastila headed for the bridge. His team ran into Darth Voren, just outside their objective. The fight was short and bloody but left their objective in ruins. They were called to the bridge, through the Force, to assist Bastila.

When they arrived, a tremendous battle ensued, between all of them and Darth Revan. The tide of the fight only truly turned, when Darth Malek fired upon Revan’s ship, betraying him as planned. After a discussion whether to kill him or bring him back unconscious, the Jedi chose the latter, secreting him between them and rushing off the Dark Protector just before it exploded.

They brought Revan to Dantooine and were all summoned before the Jedi Council there, to report on the mission. Or so they thought. Instead they were held to account for their actions as most taken had to have been outside the norms of what the Jedi, the ones attempting to remain out of the war, expected. Each of the team was ‘punished’ in various ways and Atin-Kot worst of all.

The Council refused to accept his explanation or offer and instead stripped him of his Force powers. He was cuffed and remanded to the custody of Zeseem. The entire team was sent off, ostensibly to return to Coruscant, Atin-Kot now a prisoner. However, things changed. The ship was wrenched out of hyper as they were enroute and taken by a Sith ship, lead by Darth Igrol.

Atin-Kot was able to use his minimal previous exposure to those Sith to keep the Jedi from being killed outright, although he himself was beaten to appear as though he was still on the side of the Jedi. He attempted to get the Jedi to recognize that letting the Sith ‘turn’ them was the best option, before they arrived at Dromund Kaas.

They were taken by the Imperial Guard, led into the Emperor’s throne room. Where they were almost immediately overwhelmed by the presence of a Darkness. He set them in a space they did not know where they were taken apart mentally, again and again, for years. Torture and pain, their minds stirred by his hidden fingers, for years until the pain and torture was nothing but background noise.

After that period, they found themselves awake, in what might have been a workshop, dangling from the ceiling. There were three children below, that the three of them managed to convince to release them from the physical constraints they were in. The children, who it turned out were the Emperor’s children, scattered when they suddenly realized their father was there.

The Jedi faced him, realizing he didn’t seem to be present at the moment, in his body. An attempt to kill him and the Emperor came back into himself. Without any effort, he immobilized them and rendered them unconscious. All they knew, as they slipped into unconsciousness, was where he was taking them, Atrisia. Unknown to them, he did just that, sending their stasis containers and other items to that world, where they have been sequestered for the last 3600 years, waiting for someone to wake them.

The following takes place during the events of Episode XI

Spoiler

Atin-Kot and his brother Zeseem were finally released from stasis 3600 years after the Sith Emperor had placed them in the pods, by a small group of mostly Jedi. Weakened by the millennia of stasis, aware the entire time, both had to recover as quickly as they could to assist in battling the creatures released from traps of the hidden storehouse they had been placed in.

After a fierce battle, both ancient Jedi exhausted from the ordeal, they had escaped the planet. Their rescuers had taken them with as they returned to what was called the Hidden Temple of the Jedi. When they arrived, most of the Jedi had left on a surprise attack on the Sith. It turned out, however, that the surprise was in both directions as, soon after their arrival and the initial talks with the Jedi Council, the Sith attacked the system.

One event, among the madness, was of great import to Atin-Kot, the spirit of Revan had touched him, well both him and Zeseem, and removed what the ancient Jedi Council had done, restoring his connection to the Force. Which soon proved beneficial as the Sith themselves made it to the surface.

He found a giant Sith as Zeseem dealt with others that had attacked, the battle drawn out and energy taxing, once again. They truly hadn’t had an opportunity to fully rest since they’d been recovered and, before that, had spent over three and a half thousand years awake, as it were. But, the battle was finally won or was perhaps a draw as the Sith departed the system suddenly.

After consultation with the Council, a battle plan was formed to try to end the battle with their foes, the location of which had been found. He and Zeseem were put in command of a small contingent of troops for their assault, paltry compared the numbers they’d fought alongside in the days of their ancient battles.

When they arrived at Jakku, the battle had begun in earnest in mere moments. Before they had even truly gotten a chance to engage, they had lost half the force they were to command and were in flames headed to the surface of the desert world. Since that time they had fought and defended in countless battles, almost a reminder of their old days, with no real end in sight, the sense of time fading again as they strove to end this latest war they found themself a part of.

 

GM Approved

Name: Natasi Daala
Age: Daala would like that question submitted with a valid reason for the information. She’s managed to erase any documented history of her exact year of birth.
Species: Human
Homeworld: Irmenu
Affiliation: Maw Irregular Fleet
Force Sensitivity: No.
Personal Effects:
Personal Starship (if any): The ISD II Chimaera and it’s fleet
Personal Weapon: Blaster pistols, a hold out vibroblade if she absolutely needs it.
Bio:
After a failed marriage, a young Daala applied and was accepted to the Imperial Naval Academy at Carida. She thrived there and would have gained promotions, but was often passed over because she was female. Rather than being dismayed, she fought thought menial assignments until she her work came to the attention of Moff Tarkin.
He recognized her capabilities and removed her from Carida and placed her under his command.

During the time she served under Tarkin, she rose in rank on duty, and off duty she became his lover. Daala ventually earned the rank of Admiral under Tarkin, the rank was bestowed outside the naval hierarchy, he knew that they would never grant a female that title.

Tarkin wasn’t the only man she’d been with to advance her career during her younger years, and that could have led to his decision to place her in charge of his secret Maw Installation. It was an important assignment, and she was in charge with the top scientists in the galaxy. But, it wasn’t lost on her that she was tucked out of sight.

She had a difficult time after Tarkin’s death, but after some setbacks she again found her footing and expanded her own military.

Later she launched a carefully planned attack to murder a large group of Imperial remnant Warlords, when they preferred to argue rather than negotiate. She had the plan in place for such an occasion, and had protective masks for herself and Gilad Pellaeon when the chamber filled with poisonous gas. With the elimination of those Warlords, she set about building her own Empire.

In 49 ABY Daala joined Chancellor Aryan Graul to lead his military, but she later discovered that Graul was being held against his will and controlled by Snoke. Daala and Graul escaped Snoke’s clutches and went to Wavett to rescue Graul’s wife and son.

Once the Graul’s were reunited, Daala joined Jagged Fel and Graul at Bastion to form a collective assault on Snoke. While there Daala had a matinee with Aryan Graul, which was later approved by his wife and the Graul’s agreed to an open marriage.

After a devastating defeat at Kamino, and the loss of Jagged Fel and the destruction of his flagship, Daala was furious that she had no form of assistance from Graul.

Later, she grudgingly agreed to meet Graul at Jakku where he arrived with the Megador, which Fel had left for the Empire to use against Snoke.

Once Daala met with Graul, they realized that they’d been lured there and trapped by Snoke. Daala also found out Aryan had been in contact with the Sith Lord Darth Krayt.

“Natasi Daala has been an erratic officer, a laser cannon with a malfunctioning actuator if you will, since she was an ensign in the Imperial Navy, and her recent actions bear out this diagnosis. Of course she is a hero—she has fought all her enemies, real and imagined, with bravery and ferocity. But she needs to be held, and cured, before ever being allowed to take up any sort of command again. The Alliance was foolish to elevate her to a position of power.”
MOFF GETELLES

 

GM Approved




Name: Jaina Solo Fel
Age: 40
Species: human
Homeworld: Coruscant, anywhere Jagged is.
Affiliation: unaligned
Force Sensitivity: Y
Personal Effects: vibroblade, her droid Cappie,
Personal Starship (if any): X-Wing
Personal Weapon: lightsaber - violet blade
Bio: https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/Jaina_Solo_Fel

After spending years on Korriban feigning insanity while chasing Sith. Then Jaina took off in search of Ben Skywalker, and has so far been unsuccessful in locating him.

Jaina returned to Bastion after Kylo Ren’s ship tried to kill her. Jagged seemed happy to see her, but his actions at Kamino destroyed their lives.

She was on the Bloodfin with Jagged and during the trip to Kamino, Luke Skywalker appeared and told her she was carrying Jagged’s son. Jag Fel sacrificed himself, and his flagship, with a suicide mission to protect Jaina’s shuttle from the celestial weaponry above Kamino. Jag’s ship was destroyed and he perished in the devastation.

The scene on Kamino was a total waste because Jaina didn’t get to face Snoke or her brother.

Jaina is now haunted with knowing she Jag would still be alive if she had told him about their child. She believes he would’ve never made such a foolish maneuver that would leave her alone to raise his son. Currently she is defeated and has all but crossed the line between light into darkness.

 

GM Approved

Name: Aryan Graul [Sistros]
Age: 92
Species: Human
Appearance:




Homeworld: Nubia
Affiliation: Imperial Remnant/Empire
Force Sensitivity: Yes
Personal Effects: Hand-crafted walking cane from the artisans on Nubia; personal datapad and wrist comlink; a worn and tattered hand-written journal; a red pyramidal Holocron that he keeps concealed from public view


Aryan’s walking cane, reminiscent of many of the styles on his homeworld

Personal Starship: Refurbished Corellian Engineering CR90 Corvette Stardust; the Star Dreadnought Megador
Personal Weapon: A blaster pistol attached to a shoulder holster and concealed within his jacket; a vibroblade sheathed to the inside of his boot; a custom-built lightsaber with a silver and black hilt and a blue blade


Aryan's personal lightsaber

Bio: For many, particularly in more recent times, Aryan Graul remains an enigma. Other than a few general notes sprinkled along a timeline that spans back decades, very little is known about his history. His refusal to talk about certain aspects of his past only amplifies this perception. Perhaps he even prefers it this way.

The first public record begins with his military career in the Republic Navy. Aryan served as a pilot during the Clone Wars, commanding one of the elite, non-clone squadrons assigned to the Mid Rim. His fortitude and determination led to many successful missions, which ultimately convinced him to go career as a commissioned officer. However, his dreams came to a crashing end when a scuffle above Kashyyyk resulted in a serious injury. His wounds were extensive enough that he lost his left leg, forcing him to medically retire from the military.

While he was in the Navy, Aryan met his first love, a young woman named Sybelle. It wasn’t long before the two grew close, resulting in a whirlwind relationship that would surpass anything either of them had ever imagined. But where the war had brought them together, it would also serve as the catalyst that would tear them apart. Circumstances beyond their control, arising from class and social politics, forced them to separate. However, they did not depart without making a personal vow to find one another once the galaxy allowed them to do so.


Sybelle; a holo from Aryan's personal collection, circa 16 BBY

Unfortunately, Aryan received a report that the war had claimed Sybelle before their reunion could come to pass.

Amid his grief, another woman entered the scene—Lyzia Eross. She was the daughter of a wealthy entrepreneur who worked closely with his father and had been a part of Aryan’s life since he was a child. Although they had known each other from afar, he was unaware that his father had promised to betroth them once they reached the legal age of marriage.

Still reeling from Sybelle’s death, Aryan initially rejected the idea and held firm on his decision for several months, but it was impossible to remain adamant in the face of such an alluring woman. The two eventually married in 11 BBY, with their only son, Arek, being born two years later. Their daughter Jalynn came along three years after that. It was Lyz who became Aryan’s lifeline and moral support during the intervening months following his injury.


Lyz Graul, circa 44 ABY

The next available record highlights Graul’s achievements in politics a few years later, a career shift that blossomed from the ashes of his military service. After a short stint as a Councilman at the local level, the people elected him to serve on the Galactic Senate as the Senator from Nubia during the height of the Galactic Empire. His tenure lasted 9 years, and during that time, his charismatic personality helped him to become an influential force across the vast political stage.

Many assumed that he would eventually ascend to greatness as the leader of the Empire…

But then Emperor Palpatine disbanded the Senate in 0 ABY.


Senator Graul during a public debate in 1 BBY

It was at this point in the timeline that Aryan seemingly vanished from the galactic map. Some say he fled the Core to seek refuge in the Outer Rim after the Empire labeled him as a fugitive. Others insist that he returned home to Nubia to take over his parents’ mining and shipping company, working in isolation and contributing to the war effort in secret—there are rumblings that he even had a short stint among the pilots of the Resistance. Or perhaps he simply became a recluse. Whatever the case, there is no clear narrative outlining his fate. Only 44 years of rumors and heresy.

Until recently.

Aryan Graul, with Lyz at his side, emerged from the shadows to help lead the First Order, having been appointed by Armitage Hux to serve as Vice-Chancellor and Speaker for the new government. It was an odd choice considering the uncertainty surrounding his past, particularly the rumors that he had a tendency to become unhinged under certain conditions—some tied directly to an alleged drug habit—though Aryan vowed to separate himself from those negative connotations. He affirmed to rule with a strong hand, exercising the power, authority, and influence his position afforded him.


Vice-Chancellor Aryan Graul of the First Order, circa 44 ABY

However, he never fully adhered to the more totalitarian tendencies of Palpatine’s regime. It was the sort of government that Hux and Kylo Ren aspired to uphold—and one that Aryan hoped to overcome. The newly appointed Vice-Chancellor aimed to peacefully spread Imperial influence across the galaxy by providing aid to those planets ravaged by the last war. It was his goal to instill a stable Imperial hierarchy that would promote goodwill and security. That was how his campaign to establish a ‘New Order’ came to fruition.

Over the next ten years, Aryan accumulated fleet elements, equipment, and weapons—many of the assets stolen from Hux’s own coffers and written off as a loss—in preparation to defect from the First Order. He had intended to wait for the perfect opportunity to proceed, but the death of his daughter at the hands of a terrorist accelerated his plans.

After a period of mourning, Aryan and Lyz set out to the Expansion Region to accomplish their goal—partly to honor Jalynn’s memory. Under the guise of a goodwill tour to neighboring systems, the Grauls recruited member states to their cause. They began with Wavett and their shipyards, which became their unofficial capital, and later brought Admiral Yage and her fleet into the fold.

But when Aryan went to retrieve the assets that he had gathered within the Ghost Nebula, they were gone. A mysterious man known as Snoke had uncovered the Vice-Chancellor’s plan and claimed the fleet as his own. He later revealed his vision to form his own regime to supersede the beleaguered First Order. The self-proclaimed Supreme Leader named Aryan as the Chancellor of this new government… though, it was merely a ruse.

Aryan Graul had no choice. If he refused to serve, Snoke had promised to destroy everything that he held dear. This included his family, his reputation… and his legacy. He had become a captive—a slave to the Supreme Leader of the New Order.

For the next five years, Aryan worked from the shadows to fulfill Snoke’s bidding. With Captain Phasma acting as his personal bodyguard, he traveled around the galaxy to recruit more systems and regional polities to their cause. He met with the likes of Jagged Fel and Natasi Daala, eventually convincing the latter to serve as military commander for the fleets.

It was Daala who also saw through the ploy and recognized Aryan’s plight. When Snoke finally revealed his grand plan in a coordinated attack that devastated Coruscant, Chandrila, and Concord Dawn, the Admiral took matters into her own hands and became Graul’s savior. She defied the Supreme Leader’s orders and fled the scene of the battle, freeing Aryan from his bondage.

After a brief respite, which included extensive planning for the upcoming offensive against Snoke—and a budding romance with Natasi Daala, a relationship that led to an open marriage agreed upon by Lyz and all parties involved—the Remnant fleets assembled at Jakku to terminate the Supreme Leader’s secret contingency. Prior to the battle, Aryan had assumed command of the Star Dreadnought Megador, a generous gift provided by the late Jagged Fel. Along with Daala’s Maw Irregular Fleet, he hoped it would be enough to turn the tide.


Chancellor Aryan Graul aboard the Megador

Unfortunately, Aryan did not account for Snoke to spring his trap, revealing the hidden Sith Temple buried beneath Jakku’s sand-swept plains.

Nor had he anticipated a confrontation with the Bringer of Chaos; the Beloved Queen of the Stars; Abeloth. The ancient Force entity had possessed Daala’s body, unveiling herself in the midst of battle to reclaim her sovereignty over the galaxy. The ensuing conflict between light, dark, order, and chaos was unprecedented. It wasn’t merely a struggle to save Natasi’s life—the universe itself hung in the balance.

It was during this encounter that Aryan experienced an epiphany; an awakening in the Force. Memories and dreams, previously shrouded and buried to the whims of time, came rushing back to fill him with their knowledge. Once he recognized the identity of his true self—that he was Sistros—he became enlightened beyond the reach of basic human understanding. This revelation afforded him the physical strength to deliver the decisive blow to finish Abeloth…

But now, six months later, Aryan still isn’t entirely certain what had transpired that day. The details remain blurry, seemingly concealed behind a luminous haze that refuses to dissipate. While the veil is not as dense as it was at the beginning, there is still plenty to unearth and discover.

Aryan reflects on it daily, consulting both the Force and his Holocron for guidance on his spiritual journey. Not only does he hope to find answers to better understand the events of that day, but he hopes to uncover the truth about himself.

 

THE SIEGE OF JAKKU

THE FRONTLINE; GROUND

IC: Poe Dameron
Sand



The Battle of Jakku had raged for six long months. After the initial ambush, it became clear that the Tho Yor were present to keep them contained, and separated. The Resistance, the Imperial Remnant, the Jedi and the Sith, trapped by Celestial weapons in the command of the distant Emperor Snoke. A single enemy Star Destroyer had triumphed the initial engagements, using the brains of gunners and pilots bathed in the Force; they’re frightening accuracy brought pinpoint accuracy even to turbolaser fire.

The landers had all been shot out of the sky, bringing damage to the ships of Barriss, Tirran and the transport carrying Zeseem and Atin-Kot. They’d been separated, divided, and even the Millennium Falcon had been cast into a sand-drift. Imperial walkers and Stormtroopers had advanced, and though most of the walkers were gone, the Jedi lines were broken, and they’d been long on the run.

Today the dust-storm was settling on the surface to allow Barriss, thirsting, baked by the suns and desert, carrying the oft unconscious Trace into the Jedi camp. K’Kruhk, Tirran, Ennic, and others had a makeshift camp in the desert, the enemy base - a Sith Temple of some kind - in the visual distance. The storm had coveted their movements, and now it was subsiding, they would be vulnerable. K’Kruhk looked over as he saw Barriss emerging from the sand, called out. “Medic!”



Ahsoka was nowhere to be seen, and the tent opened to T’ra Saa, looking worn, having been driven from the Sith Dragon they’d boarded and crashed with the surviving Jedi. Inside the tent were the droids, switched to conserve their energy. They were very few in number now - just T’ra Saa, K’Kruhk, Tirran, Ennic, Zeseem and Atin-Kot. Tirran’s ship was the nearest, and, as fate would have it, the closest to being repaired. The Jedi TwinTails that had survived the initial engagement were absent, Zekk had lead them to distance themselves from the battle, to conserve energy - they’d not seen them, and they didn’t know how many had survived the first wave fighting. From the tent came Poe, and Chewbacca too, a med-pack in hand; their last one.

He growled at the parting skies, and looked for Tirran. “I know you’ve no hyperdrive, but we need to go for it, now. Attack the Temple and use your ship for it.”



He looked at Ennic. “Convince him, would ya, I don’t even know where the Falcon is anymore and Rey is going to kill me when she finds out I lost Han’s ship.”



Chewbacca headed towards Barriss, producing a water canteen and rumbling softly to her that she could let Trace down. He eyed Atin-Kot to support the women; they were both in as bad a state as the other.

Unsaid was that Rey and Finn should have been here, but they weren’t.

K’Kruhk peered into the distance, and narrowed his eyes. He could sense it too. “They’re coming. Speeders, five of them, First Order Stormtroopers.”



They wouldn’t have long.

Poe checked his blaster gas; he had a handful of shots left, and that was basically all of the Tibanna they had. Their lightsabers were all fine, but soon Poe would be merely pretty and useful. He wasn’t a commando like Trigger, who had natural ways to be a killer, though a grey-furred nonhuman stood out against the sand… Poe indicated to the Hassk to get in position, to prop up by the nearest sand dune and get ready to shoot things.

Speaking of sand, Poe had sand in places he didn’t even know he had, and he didn’t want to think about the last time any of them had been able to shower.

Setting his lips hard, he glowered.

“How long do we have?”

“Not long,” T’ra Saa said, exhaustion in her voice.



Then, a surprise; their comms crackled to life.

TAG: @Mistress_Renata, @CosmoHender, @Mitth_Fisto, @darthbernael, @Sgt.Matt

(See second TAG too please)
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In the distance



Jakku was of course inhabited, by a continuous wave of spacers, dregs of society and those sponging a living off the wreckage of the Empire and later First Order that had crashed on-world. A Resurgent-class battlecruiser had gone down here fifteen years ago, and a Super Star Destroyer and hundreds of Imperial destroyers thirty years before that; there was plenty.

Precisely how a young Neti made it here was a question for the ages, but Niima outpost existed and it still included those in society who wanted to lay low. Legends had it that this Neti had been fathered by a Sith Lord, had been Hapan nobility, and abandoned by his parents, poisoned by Snoke, and fought in the Tapani Wars. What was true and what was false was anyone’s guess.

But they’d been stuck here for six months like everyone else, and the First Order had shot down anyone who tried to escape. Niima outpost was at least well supplied with a near infinite supply of Imperial era portions, but things were getting tight - even with all the new salvage dropping from the skies.

Indeed, among that potential salvage was the personal craft of a certain former Mortis Knight, who had been forced to put to ground to conserve fuel four months ago and forced to pick wreckage to make ends meet. It was an anonymising life, and the First Order was too busy with the battle in orbit or by Carbon Ridge to check through the junk dealers for Jedi or Resistance spies…



Now the fighting was only a few klicks to the south, and the sandstorm had passed, Niima outpost expected the rebels to retreat towards them and destruction would sweep them. Everyone was in a rush to take their salvage in and get their portions and hide out, and even a Neti had to eat, conspicuous in the queue - and in the Force to said Mortis Knight. A fight was about to break out, it looked, because the criminals who controlled the ration packs were debating precisely when to shut up shop and the queue was still dozens in length -

It was the exact same place that Talia Kestis was at that time. Talia had been on Jakku when the galaxy suddenly came to visit. For whatever reason she had been passing through Jakku - staying away from the Core and it’s war, avoiding the Outer Rim and the chaos of civilisation collapse, whichever it was - she’d been caught here. Six months on-world had suddenly happened, and she’d have chewed through savings and supplies… the violence in the queue for rations would catch her attention -

Of course, the comms crackled to life just then, for the first time in half a year -

TAG: @darthhelinith, @TheAdmiral, @TheSilentInfluence

(See second TAG).

 

THE SIEGE OF JAKKU

IN ORBIT - MEGADOR

IC: Darth Krayt
Aboard the Megador, bridge ready room

The orbital situation had changed over the six months. The Tho Yor had slowly but surely reoriented around their prey, allowing the Resurgent-class Star Destroyer to slink out-system.

They’d kept the jamming up, kept tractors on ships as need be to keep them in the cordon, kept gravity well generators up. While in theory one or two small ships could sneak out the system, it was not an easy task, and sneaking in was much easier than getting out.

Eventually, the entirety of the fleets gathered here were backed on to Jakku, their quadrants of the upper hemisphere. None were above the Sith Temple, but still, they had their backs against the wall.

The Megador; the various ships headed by a sole surviving Onager-class Star Destroyer; the Scythe and the listing Errant Venture; the two One Sith Dragons XoXaan and Omen. Missing were Jedi TwinTails, hidden somewhere, systems of and the Force drawn close. Interspersed among them were minimal hulks; whenever a ship fell behind it was promptly consumed by the Tho Yor, and converted into mass for the monoliths or more TIE Daggers, that periodically raided the Resistance fighters.

That, and the minefield.

The Tho Yor had surrounded the planet in an immense minefield and drawn back, placing Jakku and its moon in that line. While couriers could carry messages between the jamming between the craft, TIE Daggers had thus far intercepted and shot down each and every single one.

ABOARD THE MEGADOR





Darth Krayt found he and the motley uncoordinated forces opposing Snoke were completely and utterly enveloped and isolated. No supplies, no comms, no reinforcements, notwithstanding that the Adumari had captured the moon from a small enemy garrison.

Krayt looked to Poinard and Remal. After the initial confrontation, Aryan had been retired to his chambers, Lyz was in the medbay, and Daala was in the brig. Krayt had been forced to work with Poinard and Remal or risk a mutiny, but eventually Aryan would re-emerge, or Lyz would recover, or Daala would… well, Krayt had no idea what she would be when she woke. But he also knew moving against her would incite Remal against him, and moving against Aryan would do the same. The Turbulent-class and Maw motley Star Destroyers had been long repaired, not that Krayt knew which warship had the metal crystal phase superweapon aboard it - Remal had blocked his every move to find them.

Aryan had spent most of these six months in his room conversing with his ancient Holocron. Sistros. Apparently the little AI was thirty-five thousand years old and had been overlain over a Holocron of Prophecy contained therein, which told Aryan about everything that had happened millennia ago on Nouane, Dwartii, and other worlds before the Twilight Wars, including how Aryan’s ancestors had commanded Celestial designs and the Graul family tree ran from there, and that the Sages of Dwartii were key to the founding of the galaxy. Memories not being told but unlocked within Aryan, seemingly.

Lyz had collapsed after her contact with Abeloth. Krayt could sense Abeloth’s touch upon Lyz, as if Abeloth had driven the woman’s personality deep inside her. It was concerning, but he considered Lyz leverage.

Abeloth, or, rather, Daala, was in the brig. The medbay wasn’t secure enough, and they didn’t want her near Lyz anyway. But after the Refrain had been injected in Daala, Abeloth had literally thrown a wobble, all of her extensions of Daala’s body vibrating violently and withdrawing into Daala. Krayt didn’t entirely understand it, but he suspected Daala’s body had nearly died, and her psyche had been trapped in her memories - taking Abeloth with her.

A psychological vault that Krayt couldn’t trust.

Indeed, Natasi had just spent the last six months in her childhood memories, at the orphanage she’d been left at, but thoughts that she’d lost had bubbled up from her mind; Natasi hadn’t thought herself old enough to remember who dropped her at the orphanage, after all.

But now she remembered a Black Coated man taking her hand, when she was barely old enough to waddle, and leading her to the nuns on Botajef. He’d taken her from Renatasia in a strange ship, what seems to be a miniature Tho Yor with no controls on the inside. She’d been in shock at the time, her parents were on the floor, unmoving, and her child mind had been unable to comprehend what had happened. The Black Coat had simply stepped into the carnage of the room and sagged his shoulders. “My sweet red headed girl, I’m so sorry. I didn’t think it would happen this soon.” He’d held out a gloved hand, and she’d taken it, and couldn’t yet remember what had happened… not yet.

Krayt was suddenly surprised by a crackle of a comlink. The same would be for Daala, who would suddenly be awoken by her comlink buzzing to life, and Aryan’s Holocron stopped regaling an almost fantastical story about the Change, a concept that Palpatine and Darth Caedus had manipulated and ultimately released Abeloth.

It spoke with a female’s voice.

TAG: @HanSolo29, @Lady_Belligerent (combos)

(See second TAG too please)

 

THE SIEGE OF JAKKU

IN ORBIT - SUNDER

IC: Eleodie
Aboard the Sunder, bridge sleeping quarters

The orbital situation had changed over the six months. The Tho Yor had slowly but surely reoriented around their prey, allowing the Resurgent-class Star Destroyer to slink out-system.

They’d kept the jamming up, kept tractors on ships as need be to keep them in the cordon, kept gravity well generators up. While in theory one or two small ships could sneak out the system, it was not an easy task, and sneaking in was much easier than getting out.

Eventually, the entirety of the fleets gathered here were backed on to Jakku, their quadrants of the upper hemisphere. None were above the Sith Temple, but still, they had their backs against the wall.

The Megador; the various ships headed by a sole surviving Onager-class Star Destroyer; the Scythe and the listing Errant Venture; the two One Sith Dragons XoXaan and Omen. Missing were Jedi TwinTails, hidden somewhere, systems of and the Force drawn close. Interspersed among them were minimal hulks; whenever a ship fell behind it was promptly consumed by the Tho Yor, and converted into mass for the monoliths or more TIE Daggers, that periodically raided the Resistance fighters.

That, and the minefield.

The Tho Yor had surrounded the planet in an immense minefield and drawn back, placing Jakku and its moon in that line. While couriers could carry messages between the jamming between the craft, TIE Daggers had thus far intercepted and shot down each and every single one.

ABOARD THE SUNDER



Eleodie woke, and zhe was conscious that zhe wasn’t alone in zher room. Zhe wasn’t overly concerned though, as zhe’d invited Decimus in.

It had been an almost natural evolution of the protective relationship he’d established, and zhe didn’t mind as long as he understood that zhe didn’t need his protection. His assistance zhe’d accept, what with the loss of three of their Onagers and decimation of their support ships.

Six months was a long time to be on deployment, and the First Order hadn’t given them an inch… something was going to give, and apparently being trapped in these confines had caused what may not have happened to happen.

Zhe absently wondered what zher ‘uncle’ Sabel would say about this. But likely he was too busy with the tactical and strategic situation to care about zher personal situation. Decimus might have an issue now it had happened, but it wasn’t incompatible with his vows, unless of course Sabel had warned him off…

At which point zhe’d deal with Sabel.

But then the comlink activated, and zhe went from zher post-coital glow to immediately awake, and zhe threw on zher clothes to head to the bridge of the Sunder.

TAG: @darthbernael

(See second TAG too please)