Rebuilding of Vader's Fortress: Bast Castle

Supreme Commander Alor · Rebuilding of Vader's Fortress: Bast Castle

OOC Overview: Marix, perhaps infatuated with his Dark Patron, mentor, and previous Supreme Commander, Lord Vader, has decided to rebuild the infamous Bast Castle on the planet of Vjun. This is a secret and private venture, funded by Marix alone. The only IC knowledge of this effort is by the Moff, whom Marix contacted for permission, as well as hunches--not known hardcore fact--by the Inquisitors.
This RP is merely to give IC backing and depth to Marix and his newfound fortress. If I would like a presence to be made, PC or NPC, I will ask for it. If you feel that you want to contribute, please PM me first.

I'll get a first post up soon.

Supreme Commander Alor

The darkness of space flowed around the Gladiator-Class star Destroyer, light bending around the craft as it whizzed through hyperspace. The machine of death and war was on a mission from the Military’s highest officer, Supreme Commander Marix. He was traveling incognito, his departure had been hidden from the bureaucrats and other nosy individuals quite well, but even those that knew he was gone had no idea of his destination. This was a private matter. The Star Destroyer had travelled on the Hydian Way from Kuat to where it met the Daragon Trail, from where the craft had changed paths and headed out towards Korriban.

Things went smoothly for the crew and craft until Maridun. Here the craft was pulled out of hyperspace by an Interdictor-Cruiser which had been testing its gravity wells. Things were quickly back in order, and everything seemed as before, but seemed was the correct word.

During the small break, two small crafts slipped out of the hanger bay. The Suwantek TL-1800 and Wayfarer-Class Medium Transport quickly hid beneath the craft and jumped to hyperspace soon after. The Wayfarer was filled with construction materials and crewed by men trained in both flying and constructing, while the Suwantek was piloted by a lone Sith and who was kept company by Elite Sith Commando’s from the 501st. These soldiers were not just commandos, but had also shown slight force potential, and had been trained in some of the lower Force combat powers, their reflexes heightened, their minds focused, their weaknesses covered, their strengths furthered.

The crafts were headed to a location undisclosed to the Wayfarer, which was slaved to the Suwantek, its Nav-Computer encrypted by Lord Marix. He, and only those he trusted would know of his destination.

"Moff. I am nearing your planet." He sent out to the Imperial leader of the chosen planet.

"Remember our deal. No outsiders or unnecessary knowledgeable compatriots." Came the reply.

"It shall be as you say. Only those who need to know, shall know. And right now those who need to know are two people, Moff. You know how to reach me if you need me. Marix out."

Supreme Commander Alor

The two ships landed near the location of Marix’s chosen retreat. They had been told that it was a replica of the fallen Bast Castle, and that they would be charged with fixing it to look like its former glory, while upgrading a few systems. The replacement systems would arrive in good time, they had been assured. They would be uninterrupted and protected by the elite commandos. Quickly they began their work, so the sooner they could be off the planet. Supreme Commander Marix sat in the TL-1800, waiting for something. They knew not what, and ignored him, going about their work.

At exactly 1800 Juliet Time, or Local Time, the space and time around the planet warped again, purging another craft from within. The orange and white craft silently entered the atmosphere. Its systems and form clouded by advanced scrambling units and jammers. Silent Forces began its descent towards the Bast Castle area, broadcasting a signal frequency, a signal message.

“Here.”

And its reply, “Good. You know what to do.”

Droid Tri-Fighters, left over from the Clone Wars upgraded and modified but still holding their original form, flew out of the hangar bay, and began a silent patrol around the immediate area. A small speeder jumped out and headed for the TL-1800.
“Master. I am here” Said the voice as it entered his craft.
“Good.” Replied Marix. “Soon they will be done. Begin deploying the cargo from your ship to theirs as time dictates. Quality will not be skimmed for time here. Take as long as you need.” And with that Marix headed to his cabin to get back in touch with the outside worlds.

Supreme Commander Alor

3 Months Later:

Construction had gone well. The towers and outlying structure had been completed, though slightly behind schedule, satisfactorily. Supreme Commander Marix was quite please. While the delay had angered him slightly, he knew the conditions were not the best and that nothing went as planned, and let his frustration pass.

Soon...