The Pacification of Cerea

High Prophet Crozeus

Crozeus arrived at the docking bay, stopping before a military shuttle that would take them to the small fleet which held the legion. His apprentice came in silently behind him, and Crozeus turned. "We are going to wait here for Major Celestial. He trained me and is an excellent Sith."

Crozeus began to wonder how Draco felt at being trained by someone more than half his age, and wondered if he would make small talk.
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Draco stood and took in what his master was saying. He thought carefully for his next words. Then he felt curiousity boil from his master like heat blisters from Mustafar. Then Draco felt a question at its source...He promptly answered.

"I have no quarrels with being taught by someone younger. After all, age puts no limitations on experience. I have come to learn this in my own ways master."

((LOL Sorry, I had no idea we had moved again...I was waiting for a reply in the Training Grounds.))
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"If you are foolish enough to underestimate the power of the Dark Brotherhood, you will surely meet a similar fate as the fool before you who made the same mistake."

Draco Korr
Force Adept on DSL

High Prophet Crozeus

((Don't worry. When speaking OOC, put two parentheses around indicated speech.))
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Draco Korr

((OK, Its been edited. I remember that in the future.))
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"If you are foolish enough to underestimate the power of the Dark Brotherhood, you will surely meet a similar fate as the fool before you who made the same mistake."

Draco Korr
Force Adept on DSL

Major General Celestial

Darth Celestial moved upon into the room. The man looked older than him, but age did not matter, it was experience. There was also Crozeus, his former apprentice, a very strong one that would someday possibly out-due him. Just what he wanted.

"Hello. I am Darth Celestial, but I will let anyone familiated with Crozeus call me Relak. What order do you wish to be in? Also, what is our mission?"
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Dark Patron: Darth Revan

High Prophet Crozeus

Crozeus smiled as he greeted his friend and former tutor.
"Very simple. Marix has been nice enough to send a Brigadier General Kilorn to take the helm of a legion. We link up with them, join up with my militia on Cerea and destroy the rebels. Completely, mind you. I don't want this happening again. Any questions?"
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Major General Celestial

"Only my one I stated earlier for the apprentice."

He looked at the full grown man, bulked up, maybe twice his size. He was fast. Strong, yes, but he focused more on the quick element. This may be a challenge, training someone older, would there be disobediance? For Cerea, it was in danger, until they got there.
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Dark Patron: Darth Revan

Draco Korr

Draco bowed, "Greeteings Master. I am Draco Korr, his new apprentice."

Draco thought about his answer to the next question asked. "Which order do wish to be in?"

Draco answered promptly and respectively, "My experience and skills are at your disposal Milord. Where do you need my services most?"
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"If you are foolish enough to underestimate the power of the Dark Brotherhood, you will surely meet a similar fate as the fool before you who made the same mistake."

Draco Korr
Force Adept on DSL

Supreme Commander Alor

Brigadier General Kilorn stood on the bridge of the Empire-Class Star Destroyer with his Naval-counterpart Admiral Odeb. Odeb had been promoted and transferred since his last act on Korriban, in which against insurmountable odds, he managed to hold his own losing only 1 ISD and a few other craft. The Supreme and High Commanders had both seen it fitting to reward him for his valiant command efforts.

"So we are to just wait for this Master and Apprentice pair to show up with the Major?" Kilorn asked.

"Basically." Odeb replied.

"Figures. don't mind the Sith in the Military, but the rest of them, well I sometimes wonder if they realize that time is important. Taking their sweet time to show up and command us, but leaving the real fighting to us normal people.
"Well I am going down to review the landing crafts and the men. Tell me when they get here." Kilorn said.

"Will do, General." Odeb replied.
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Once known as Darth Marix

High Prophet Crozeus

"Nevermind, we can talk on the way. For now we need to link up with the fleet."

Crozeus, his former Master and apprentice boarded the shuttle. Crozeus took the controls and took off in silence, wondering how bad the situation had gotten since he was last there.

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Soon they docked on the Empire class destroyer heading the fleet. The shuttle entered the vast hangar bay and touched down, a small guard and an officer waiting to greet them. The ramp descended and Crozeus strolled down the ramp, followed by his apprentice. Celestial, however, snapped off a salute at the officer.

"We are here. I assume co-ordinates are locked?" Crozeus asked.
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Supreme Commander Alor

"Kilorn, they are here." Odeb said into his comm-link as the shuttle neared the shuttle hangar bay. Kilorn would be nearby in the real hangar bay with the Military landing craft and troops. "I will meet you there."

Odeb took the proper turbo-lifts and was soon outside the shuttle hangar bay.

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Kilorn had been drilling a small squad chosen at random when the call came. He finished the drill and headed quickly for the shuttle bay. It was not out of overbearing respect for the Sith, but rather that the longer he took to get there, the longer his men had to wait. He respected his men, and would not make them wait longer than needed.

He paired up with Odeb and the two marched into the bay, in perfect union of step, which was gained from their years of experience.

The two stopped and saluted the guard and Major Celestial, who promptly returned the salute. Odeb stepped forward to greet the other Sith, while Kilorn took Celestial aside.

"So," Kilorn asked, "What are your opinions of those two?"

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At the same time:

Odeb stood in front of Crozeus and Draco.

"Welcome to the Iron Fist, aptly named I think. We are ready to make the jump, so if you will follow me I'll lead you to the bridge. I assume quarters are not nescessary considering the shortness of your stay here? Unless you wish otherwise."

Here Admiral Odeb began walking back to the turbo-lift and towards the bridge, while Kilorn was leading Celestial to the hangar bay to view the troops.
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Once known as Darth Marix

High Prophet Crozeus

"Of course not, thank you." Crozeus dutifully followed the Admiral, leaving Celestial with Kilorn. "It is convienient," Crozeus murmured to Draco. "You will get to see first hand how the Military operates."

After a good 10 minutes of walking they arrived at the bridge, and Crozeus looked out in awe at the enormity of the destroyer stretching out in front of him. It came as a shock to him that he had never been on the bridge of a destroyer before. He closed his eyes for a moment. "You may jump when ready, Admiral."
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Supreme Commander Alor

Admiral Odeb sat down in the Admiral's Chair on the bridge, leaving the main commands to Captain Vordon, the commander of the craft, as was common Military courteous when on another commander's ship, even a subordinate, unless the situation dictated a need for the higher experienced officer to command.

"Ready for hyperspace travel." Vordon's voice sounded across the bridge intercomm. "Navigation?"

"Check. Coordinates locked, green lights across the board, Captain." Replied the Navigation Officer

"Engineering?" Vordon asked.

"Green. Ready to go, Sir."

"Weapons?"

"Ready to engage upon exit of hyperspace, Captain."

"Shields?"

"99.9897%, Sir. Performing as expected, Sir."

"Make the jump to hyperspace." Vordon made the call.

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The great silvery craft gained speed in space, and quickly jumped into the wormhole-like Hyperspace, traveling near the speed of light towards its intended target.

[[Celestial, you may want to read my earlier post to see what Kilorn said to you and where you are.]]
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Once known as Darth Marix

Draco Korr

Although it was true that Draco had never seen the bridge of an ISD either, he had been in many other ships and a couple of them were close in size to the ISDs. Draco found a secure location in which to sit during hyperspace travel and fastened himself in. He watched through the forward viewport as the order had be given to initiate the jump sequence. Suddenly, he felt a slight pull on his war worn frame as the G forces began to apply pressure upon his body.

The stars beyond the viewport, but only for a moment, were as still as death, twinkling their existance as if they were fireflies playing gleefully in the first shades of the night's presence. The ship gave off a hum and Draco watched as the ship then gave a slight shutter and the stars quickly began to trace into little beams of blue white light, pinstriping the viewport and dominating the blackened void of space beyond them. Then, with a sound that mocked a sonic boom, they were gone...

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After making the jump and they were safley traveling in hyperspace, Draco unbuckled and stood to his full 6' height as he adjusted his saber at his side. Now he remembered why he hated hyperspace travel so much. If one had forgotten to adjust their side wepons, it would indeed leave quite the mark upon a thigh or hip. Draco rubbed at the small indention made by the saber's clip as he approached the admiral. Draco nodded in a slight bow and asked,

"Forgive me Admiral, but would your beautifull ship happen to be equiped with a proper training facility?" Draco gave a twisted lopsided grin and swept his arms out wide, gesturing at the ship in whole. Then Draco's grin melted into a teeth barring smile, twisting his already twisted features and distorting them even further. "Or is it made completely from Cafes, Spas and luxury lounges?"
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"If you are foolish enough to underestimate the power of the Dark Brotherhood, you will surely meet a similar fate as the fool before you who made the same mistake."

Draco Korr
Force Adept on DSL

Major General Celestial

"My opinion? I believe the apprentice is more strong than he lets on. He has much potential, and for Crozeus, I have much respect for my former apprentice, but it doesn't seem like he's giving the boy a chance to show his true power. I geuss the next battle will determine their fate."

He looked at the apprentice, he was talking to other high officials, asking around whether there was a training facility on-board or not.

Hyper-space was a drag. He hated traveling in it for it alays made him quesy, but what would you expect when you are going past light speed.
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Dark Patron: Darth Revan

High Prophet Crozeus

After a few hours the fleet fropped out of Hyperspace above the large, enviromentally stunning planet of Cerea. The rebels had made a camp for "negotiation" on a huge, long grassed field near a river. Dropships filled with troops would take the troops down. Crozeus turned to his apprentice. "Draco, go with Major Celestial and Brigadier Kilorn. See how they arrange their troops." He leaned over to Kilorn and whispered:

"Would it be possible to allow him a platoon to command?" While touching the man's mind with the Force.

Crozeus himself departed to meet his Minister for War, whom had brought the militia to meet the rebels, and was delaying them. When he arrived, it was clear that the rebels were the superior force. They outnumbered his militia almost four-to-one, and had been suplemented by experienced mercenaries. It was just as well the Sith had arrived. The numbers would not be in their favour, but one Sith is worth a thousand troops anyway.

Crozeus and his Minister crossed the Imperial camp on swoop bikes to meet with the other Sith. As they entered the field HQ, Crozeus saw that they were looking at a 3D map of the battlefield.

"So, gentlemen. Tell me your battle plan."
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Draco Korr

Draco stayed behind as his master went about his important business. He walked around the area, familiarizing himself with the troops, weapons armor and what little he could gain of the mission objectives that he could over hear from his new allies. Draco wound up finding himself near a small group of soldiers telling old war tales. He sat on a near by cargo crate and prentended to be busying himself while evesdropping on their conversation. After all, what better way was there of getting to know your new allies other than hearing or seeing how they preform in battle?

This was one way for Draco to decide who would have his 6 in a heated situation and who would run like scared Mynocks and leave him for dead.
Draco listened on...
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"If you are foolish enough to underestimate the power of the Dark Brotherhood, you will surely meet a similar fate as the fool before you who made the same mistake."

Draco Korr
Force Adept on DSL

Supreme Commander Alor

OOC: There is no sound in space, so no sonic-boom would occur, Draco.

IC:

Brigadier General Kilorn of the Sith Imperial Army assumed field command. He looked in disgust at the Cerean Militia, which seemed under-fit in every way possible. Undermanned, under-trained, under-supplied...
He quickly set about getting his own troops situated. They had brought two Divisions of Troops, about 20,000 men, or a small Corps.

At the moment, only about 5,000 Sith Troops were landed, which made Kilorn more worried than normal. Normal rebellious natives were one thing, but trained mercenaries were another. Many of the mercs had probably been trained by Kilorn himself in the Sith Army, only to go private later in life.

At the moment, he had Celestial to command a Battalion, in this case 1,000 men and he had decided to give Draco a squad of nine other troops mainly to protect the younger Sith apprentice, while the rest of the command would be along the normal lines of the divisions brought here.

He eventually made his way over to the Holo-Projector in time to hear the Sith called Crozeus say, "So, gentlemen. Tell me your battle plan."

Kilorn was brusque and quick with his reply. "There is no battle plan. You are going to try and negotiate. You assume they will act accordingly. Your negotiations kill any chance of a planned attack. We will only be able to respond to whatever they do, which is not a very good spot to be in. So do you wish to continue to negotiate with them?"
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Once known as Darth Marix

Draco Korr

((Oh, I'm sorry. Must be another canon thing...still trying to catch on ya know. But I could have swore that in every movie and book I seen and read, every ship that jumps makes a big *BOOM*. But we must be playing star wars as if it were in real space. I'll try to remember that.))
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"If you are foolish enough to underestimate the power of the Dark Brotherhood, you will surely meet a similar fate as the fool before you who made the same mistake."

Draco Korr
Force Adept on DSL

Supreme Commander Alor

[[Even in Lucas' version, they do not make sonic booms when they enter hyperspace. In smaller ships you may hear the engines slightly because of your proximity to them, but that would only be a small whine that grows slightly, not a "boom". As far as I know we are playing in Canon Star Wars Space.]]
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Once known as Darth Marix

High Prophet Crozeus

"I will not negiotiate for one more second with these ruffians, General. They have stepped over lines I have drawn again and again, and they are clearly ready for full scale war. They will learn how foolish it is."

Crozeus left the holo-projector and wtached in silence while his Minister of War addressed the militia. It gave him a little feeling of resentment that the Sith were so well trained and equipped, compared to his own militia, and he made a resolution to ensure that they would be better prepared in the future. The Cereans were not a violent people, yet their Battlemasters were something to be feared.

The troops formed up alongside their Sith allies and Crozeus took position on the right of his troops. He keyed his comm: "General, when you're ready."
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Supreme Commander Alor

Kilorn did not respond, he acted. Immediately he broke the formation that the Cerean Minister had created into something a bit more useful. He placed the Militia in the back, they would be the reserves, along with Draco's squad. He decided to give into the whole glory and Sith ego thing, and had written into Draco's orders that he would be helping command the reserves.

On the left he placed one Sith division, which happened to contain Celestial's Battalion. Kilorn would be commanding that Division, whereas the right flank would be commanded by Colonel General Lavitas and Darth Crozeus.

Each Division would place a Brigade out to the middle of the formation, with a Battalion behind it which would function as the center force. The larger outside forces would attempt to flank the enemy forces as well as being able to move in behind of the center force if needed to.

High Prophet Crozeus

The enemy formed up en masse in front of them, jeering and hooting. Despite the obvious skill of Kilorn and the troops, Crozeus began to feel nervous. He had never fought in a full scale battle before, and this was beginning to scare him slightly. Still , he thought, some combat experience might come out of it.

The troops began to advance towards the enemy almost twice their size. The river running on the left flank meant that any flanking attacks were impossible, and Crozeus could sense his old Master there, and wished him luck. He would have a tough fight on his hands.

As they grew nearer, it became clear the rebels were smarter than they looked. The rebels and mercenaries were displaced evenly, so each veteran could give support to a green. The lines suddenly shifted and a huge figure stepped out, easily seven feet tall without his cone shaped head. A Cerean Battlemaster, wielding a war sword. Crozeus saw more stepping out from other parts of the line, and hoped that they would be defeated by the Sith nearby. An ordinary trooper would be no match.

The Battlemaster roared his defiance, and Colonel General Lavitas wondered up behind him. "Can you keep him from taking out my men? I know his armour is impervious to blasters."

Crozeus smirked. "I can do more than that, Colonel General."

The lines opened up on each other, men and aliens throwing themselves behind cover in the form of rocks and ditches, the air reeking of ozone. Crozeus calmly ignited his lightsaber and stepped forward to meet the Battlemaster.
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Major General Celestial

CDelestial ignited his lightsaber. He was ready to command, and by the way he looked at the situation, he would have to sneak to their left flank and take them out. He signaled for his sniper to get up in a small tree to the right of him, it had perfect cover so he couldnt be seen. He issued a command, posturing to have 1/4 of the men line up in threee fourths of a circle, while the other 75% lined up in a square. The third of a circle would prove protection while some of the troops snuck around behind them.

Supreme Commander Alor

[[If you were using Battle Meditation, you would not be able to be in the field. You would be in a safe area, sitting down meditating.]]

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Once known as Darth Marix