RPG - The Great Sith War (Page 3 of 9)

Ok seriously, the Sith have way too many allies. That means people who are new HAVE TO BE A JEDI OR A TROOPER. Furthermore anyone already joined one either side can make new  JEDI OR TROOPER CHARACTERS.

Name: Sliv Prath
Occupation/Alliance: Trooper
Species: Shistavanen
W-o-C: Rotary machinegun
Secondary weapon: Verpine shatter rifle
Armor: Enhancd Stealth combat Armor, all black
Grenade: EMC grenades

Sliv followed TenRe to the landing platform. He watched as TenRe welcomed what seemed to be...Mandalorians. Plath sniffed the air suspiciously and slowly approached the newcomers.
"Kita, this is m friend Sliv Plath," Sliv bowed slightly," He's head of security detail on Kashyyk. Excuse him of his suspicions he doesn't trust Mandalorians." "I didn't think he would. Anyway these are my friends Ordo and Skirata. i asked them to come and help after what happened on Yavin." "Yes that was a terrible blow to the Jedi. Well, you look tired let us show you to your rooms." TenRe turned and headed toward the main section of the city followed by Sliv and the Mandalorians.

((thelastMandalorian: I believe the speices you were thinking of is the Shistavanen race. Sorry, I can't stay on long. As promised, I'll post by the weekend. TTYL.))

TenRe watched the surrounding area's blue hologram. Most of the probes destroyed by local wildlife it felt open. Pieces missing were too large. Hopefully it was just his eyes, but with all the luck it wasn't. Suttle had mentioned the same thing. Kita's appearance bothered him, normally it'd be a happy renunionand they'd sit and talk over a glass of something or other. So of course while the two rested Ten hadn't been able to sleep.
"You think they'd actually attack Kashyyk of all places?"
Ten hit a button on the glass frame, improving the image quality inside the dark room if only slightly. The window openings covered and the entrance guarded. It was such a change compared to the rest of the Wookie city.
"They are going to, their presence in the force is obvious. They aren't hiding it, that sickening feeling of demented determination all Sith seem to have. Go and tell the wookies the news, it's time we informed them and sent a courier to the other cities."
"Of course, at once Master Ten."
As the soldier walked off. TenRe felt an old memory hit the surface. So he was hear as well...a presence from another lifetime...
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Rilk felt it, the aura was too familiar.  The rest of them waiting at the near base of the tree, Rilk had gone on ahead at the Master's orders. Not a wookie in sight, how strange...Slowly climbing, he eventually reached the top. The aura even stronger than when he'd started. Radiating from a small hut with the utmost privacy obvious. Rilk flipped his lightsaber on, Jumping through the covered windows, clashing blades with the former Jedi Master. Who'd sensed him as always.
"Coming back to defend your views of the dark side once more?"
"Shut up old man! I'll kill you and prove who's the better this time! And when I get done I'll hang your skeletal head on my wall!"
Rilk couldn't seem to get past the lengthy weapon, the staff acting like a spear. Rilk's tonfa style set with the blade towards his own shoulder. Defending...enraged his flipped the blade forward rushing toward TenRe. Blocked once again...
"You will never know true power. Rushing into battle without a plan, you have failed to grow since we parted ways. I'm disapointed Rilk, the Dark Side should have taught you ways to kill me. Ways to strike down a man who can barely see."
Rilk slashed down violently, Morticus had betrayed him. Sent him to the fray knowing TenRe was there. The final test of his Sith ways.

Scuttle heard the commotion from Master Ten's hut and he ran for it, he readyied his Assussalt rifle and kicked the door down. He saw the two fighting but coudnlt shoot with out hiting Master Ten.
"Master Ten get down!"

TenRe sent the lightsaber flying from Rilk's hand with a grand flourish. The blade weakly sputtering before turning off.
He flipped his own off, well aware of his former apprentice's favor for actual blades. The war sword had been knocked off, flying to the other side of the room.
"It's not quite time is it?"
"I told you to shut up Old MAN!!"
Rilk jumped up, the tonfa jumping into his hand. Ten popped the staff to life, connecting with the Sith's strike. Thoughts boiling in the back of his mind, when he'd lost the boy. Force fear, Rilk'd gotten better at it it seemed.
Ten stabbed the staff's dull side into Rilk's stomach, colliding the Sith slid backwards. Slowly getting better as they fought, an ability TenRe had once valued in him. They'd were still too much alike in movement and tactic, Rilk had learned nothing from the Sith it seemed. Nothing but hatred, empty words.
TenRe closed his eyes, truly focusing the force. Channeling it into his feet, ears, hands.
"Training is over now, now we see if you've learned."
"You can't be serious?! You're more of an old fool than I remember!"
Rilk changed stance, you could hear the shifting of his feet. A stance unfamiliar to Ten, it had finally begun.

Scuttle fired the rifle. Before the bolt could interrupt the fight Darth Morticus jumped between it and the target. "You! You will not interfere with this battle, but if you do there will be serious consequences." Darth Morticus crished the rifle and threw the Rodian into the wall. The Dark Lord went off in search of Jerricko. He could feel the stinking general in the Force.

Sliv sniffed the air once more. There was another presence. A former aquaintance. Sliv picked up his machinegun just as Grov and several commandoes made it onto the platform. "Grov! So nice to see you again. It has been awhile snce we met. When was our last encounter?....." "Sl..sl..sliv? Is that really you?" Yes, it is. You didn't kill me on Correllia. You'll find that I'm much harder than that to kill." The Shistavanen bent his head back and bayed. Thus calling forth the Wolfman Corps troopers.

Name: Tog
Race: Jawa
Alliance: Republic
Wepon of choice: Modified Rocket Launcher
Second wepon: Small pistol, Detpacks
Grenades: Two Thermal Detonators
Apperance: Like all other Jawas in the brown cloak
History: Tog was took off his home of Tatooine and forced to fight for the republic. He now serves on Kashyyk under Master Ten.

Tog was cold, he was used to warmer weather, he sat on the ground covered with multiple blankets and shivering. Suddenly blaster bolts fly over him and some republic soldiers fell dead. The sith were in the base, Tog quickly got up and aimed his rocket launcher at the charging sith. He fired and blew a hole in the floor causing a rather large explosion. But the sith were to many and quickly over took the republic. Tog threw down his wepons and surrendered.
"<No No don shoot, Tog no work for Republic they force me!><Tog will tell secrets dont shoot!>"

Tog got up scared from what the jedi had said. He pulled out his pistol and started blasting randomly at anything that moved. Tog jumped to his launcher and took cover. He looked around for a good place to shoot his launcher. He saw a large tree branch that was holding up the walkway that many sith and Mandolirains were running across to the main part of the city.
<Damn, Tog never wanted to fight!>
He reloaded the launcher and aimed at the branch above. He shot it off and hit the supporting branch for the walkway above. The blast ripped threw the supports making debre, sith and Mandolirans fall infront of the charging sith and Mandolorians. Tog ran down the walkway past the two duelest.
<Debre wont stop tem for ever!>

<Ack! Tog cloack on fire!> Tog frantically pats his cloack and puts the fire out. He reloads his launcher and aims up high were sith snipers are. He shoots the rocket at them. They had only a second to see whats going on before they blew up. The blast sent sharp wood everwhere. Tog took cover under in a metal box.

Tog led the fearful kids away from the battle feild. He ran, the little jedi following him closly. A Sith Trooper stopped them and was about to fire. Tog didnt have time to pull his pistol out of his cloak, so he shot threw it and hit he sith in the neck. He looked at the hole in his cloak and frowned. He couldnt waste time tho. He ran with the kids again running to a destroyed wookie house. He helped the kids inside and hid them under the rubble. He soon got in with them, His eyes darted back and forth looking for any enemy troopers nearby. He looked at the kids, they were terrified, so was he.

Darth Morticus watched the battle from the treetops. He had watched as the Shistavanens almost overwhelmed Grov's squad and as a small Jawa took out some of the best snipers in the entire Mandalorian army. But more importantly he was watching Jerricko look for Kita. Well when you find her I will have to cut your reunion short. Morticus jumped to continue his pursuit of Jerricko.

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Grov sat behing the storage bin as it was pounded by the barrage of blaster bolts. The flow ceased and Grov took his chance. He jumped up and threw 3 grenades. He ducked down and felt the shuddering of the platform beneath him. Grov peaked over the container and saw destruction.  There were bodies everywhere. Grov noticd the absence of Sliv. "Oh shi..." Grov was cut of by the howl of Sliv and an accurate shot to the back of the head. Grov was dead.