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Post by Prophet C'thyl on May 17, 2020 5:38:50 GMT -8
Over the course of the next weeks, agents of the Quarren Dominion would request to buy constant supply lines of slaves, offering the deals openly towards the local cartels and those within the criminal underworld, who could fulfill the Quarren Dominion's demands. It would be a good opportunity, given that some of the Quarren-controlled worlds bordered Hutt Space and they were willing to pay fair prizes on slaves on a grand sheme.
Although it wasn't spoken openly about for what purpose the Dominion would utilize the slaves, some of the transports, done by pirates, suggest that they would contribute to the workforce within the mines of Jabiim.
Furthermore, local mercenary guilds were offered from time to time a prize for recruitment as well to become a part of the Dominion's military force, promising a good payment and influential positions within the military chain.
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Sept 15, 2021 4:44:58 GMT -8
A ship entering from hyperspace began slipping across orbit towards the planet. Onboard sitting a the helm Gid's mind flew a mile a miniute. ~Shakk went walking..... And she came upon The Cave of Evil. Who cones up with that brainless names like that? Did they honestly believe that donning such an ominous title on the place would stop anybody with a shred of courage from entering?~ Head nodding subconsciously in agreement with herself, then muttering her conclusion -Gid- "A little kid named it! Yes!" Shaking off the inner debate the girl began concentrating on what lie ahead ~Nar Shaddaa. Nar Shadda.... The ecumenopolis moon of Now Hutta. Then what? Then what. Then what.....~ Exhaling deep as the ship came ever closer to the planet, she continued thinking ~A meeting of the mind. That's what~ Shaking head yet again ~But not one of those obese giant worms.... No. Notta~ A Corellian. The Corellian Sector. that's where she wanted....~ And the vessel entered the planet's atmosphere
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Sept 15, 2021 21:52:54 GMT -8
Rising up into Nar Shaddaa orbit a Firespray-31-class patrol and attack craft shot across orbit, ma!ing the jump to hyperspace
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Post by Kaine Australis on Sept 27, 2021 5:04:02 GMT -8
The Battle of Nar Shaddaa Five ships jumped into the system from lightspeed, though only one lit up the sensors on the Ren's massive Executor-class Super Star Destroyer Revengencer now in low orbit over the Corellian Sector of Nar Shaddaa. On the ship's command bridge, the Ren's Grand Master was accompanied by several of his trusted Masters of Ren, as well as the Ren's Fleet Admiral, and the destroyer's Captain. The incoming ship was identified as Mandalorian, the same as those who had attacked their base on the Smuggler's Moon. What was this now, some sort of suicidal assault? The Revengencer was ten times the length of the Mandalorian ship, and slowly and ponderously she began to climb out of the gravity well to meet the incoming threat.The Invincible Reason bored in towards the huge ship at full speed. Right in her baffles, their own shields protecting them from the Reason's engine wash, were four corvettes. As the Mandalorian ship came into range, light began to fill the space between the two ships, as the Invincible Reason blasted away with her forward weapons onto the Super Star Destroyer, which began to return fire with sheets of turbolasers. The Invincible Reason was far outgunned, and even at this range, she was already taking a severe pounding. Clouds of fightercraft began to come skyward towards the ship. TIEs of all sorts, formed up in neat squadrons, fighters, interceptors, and bombers, all ready to blast the petulant Mandalorians from the sky.The doomed fighters from the Ren's capital ship barely got into range. Executing maneuvers at extreme close range, the corvettes all fired their sublight engines, shooting around the Reason at four points of the compass at maximum speed, barely clearing the hull as they shot out from behind the big ship. Lined up in neat rows, the enemy fighters were meat for the slaughter for their guns. The four corvettes gleefully tore into the Revengencer's fighter screen, inflicting horrific losses with their ready made anti-starfighter weapons, quickly arcing around in tight courses that would keep them clear of the Super Star Destroyer. What fighters were left after the devastating opening surprise attack struggled to reform, and were hunted by the corvettes.Now clear of the fighter screen, the Mandalorian capital ship bored in toward her opponent, who had her outmatched in size, firepower, and in every other department that mattered. In a straight up fight, even a surprise ambush like this, the Invincible Reason couldn't hope to prevail against such a huge vessel. Her shields were already beginning to flag against the massive sheets of fire blasting up from the super star destroyer. Finally, the ship released a full broadside, and fired off all twelve super heavy missiles from her magazine, before pulling away sharply. Desperate scans from the enemy ship blasted out, trying to identify the payloads, and target the missiles for countermeasures.Invincible Reason broke clear, still bracketed by fire from the Super Star Destroyer, who was rising to engage, but wouldn't have a hope of catching the Mandalorian ship, as they were still within Nar Shaddaa's gravity well and would need first to climb back to space. The twelve missiles bored in towards the destroyer, and while the Destroyer's guns tried to shoot them down, they weren't designed for the task, and all twelve missiles impacted right on target across the super star destroyer's colossal white hull. The next surprise for the Ren, not one of the missiles exploded. They were all boarding torpedoes, loaded with the Clan's boarding teams, led by Kaine and Konig Australis, made up of a full battalion of boarding troops in assault armour, backed up by almost the entire regiment of Clan Australis' ori'rami'kade.The twelve boarding torpedoes sealed themselves against the holes they had made in the hull, after which their hatches blew open, and the boarding force were inside the enemy vessel. This was not the first super star destroyer Kaine had assaulted, and his plan was a refined one. Four teams would flank his own force above and below, to port and starboard, while the final team acted as reserve, to reinforce stalled assaults or aid in breakthroughs. The enemy had a huge numerical advantage, and could interdict the boarding force if they acted quickly and decisively. If not, then the attackers Kaine had brought would sweep through the ship from bow to stern and kill everyone. By the time the Invincible Reason and her escorts escaped back to lightspeed, the assault force had begun its methodical sweep through the Revengencer. |
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Post by Kaine Australis on Sept 30, 2021 2:57:58 GMT -8
The Battle of Nar Shaddaa
Battle was commenced within the confines of the Cult of Ren's Super Star Destroyer Revengencer now above the Smuggler's Moon of Nar Shaddaa, between the Ren's forces, and a boarding force of Mando'ade, led by Kaine Australis. The central corridor of the vessel was breached near the bow by a full assault team made up of Clan Australis Battalion II boarding troops in heavy assault armor, accompanied by the Alor and his son. Backing up the main assault force came kill teams of Mando'ade from the Clan's supercommandos who swept behind the assault teams, clearing side corridors and breaching rooms, allowing the main assault to continue without slowing down to mop up survivors.
Kaine's force moved through the main corridor, plasma weapons and heavy repeating cannons blasting apart defenders. The defenders of the ship made up of naval personnel with sidearms, some troopers with blaster rifles, and a surprising number of battle droids fought valiantly to little avail. None of them possessed shielding or armour that could stand up to the heavy weapons of the assault force, and they were unable to stem the tide. The vessel's defenders were pushed back or annihilated in place all over the ship. Four other boarding forces flanked Kaine's force, while a final group brought up the rear, ensuring no enemies escaped the destruction. As the assault force moved inexorably toward the rear of the ship, the ship's internal defences began to create some inconvenience to the boarders, with rayshield traps and blast doors holding up individual teams for several seconds before being neutralized.
As the attackers moved further into the Destroyer, they were compelled to split their forces again and again to cover sub corridors and ensure that no areas of the massive ship were missed in the thorough reaping of its crew and defenders. Kaine didn't want to dilute his forces too much, but was forced to make the call again and again to see that the boarding force didn't leave any gaps for the defenders to escape. Confronted in a wide corridor by two full companies of troopers, backed up by several Knights of Ren, Kaine's force was down to a dozen. Badly outnumbered, the Alor ordered his force to charge. Blasterfire was absorbed and deflected by the heavy armour and beskar plates of his Mando'ade, and within half a hundred steps, the Mandalorians were among the Ren. Kaine leapt a pair of troopers with the aid of his jetpack and engaged a Ren personally, facing the masked warrior, the space between them lit with the red of the Ren's lightsaber.You think that glowstick's going to help you, dar'jetii? Kaine asked, mocking his opponent. Across from him, Konig's battle claws punched through the armor of two troopers and then a Knight of Ren, showering blood all over the place. The younger Australis growled at his father and Alor. Don't play with them, Buir! Kaine grunted, as his opponent took advantage of his distraction to attack. The old Mando tanked the Ren's slice on his beskar plates, and then punched the hapless Knight in the face with a gauntleted fist, enjoying the crunch of the skull beneath the helm. The lightsaber guttered out as it fell from lifeless hands, and Kaine stepped over the body to elbow aside another trooper, before unleashing a blast of whistling birds into the remaining attackers, dropping eight of them. A handful of survivors were fleeing down the way they had come, leaving Kaine's team among a pile of broken and dying bodies.All was going well so far, Kaine took a moment to check status of the entire force. No casualties, several wounded, but no one had yet been incapacitated. Enemy casualties were expectedly tremendous. The battle droids had been the only surprise, and they were far outgunned by the heavy weapons the Clan's force were packing. Unless the Ren had more in the locker, this battle's outcome was a foregone conclusion. Tough osik, Kaine thought. No one said war had to be fair. |
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Post by Kaine Australis on Sept 30, 2021 6:39:43 GMT -8
The Battle of Nar Shaddaa
The war aboard the Revengencer continued to rage as the Clan Australis force continued its path aft, killing all in their way. The first major obstacle was just ahead; the main hangar bay. Up to now they had been able to fight in contained spaces, individual rooms and corridors, giving the clear advantage to the Mandalorians with superior firepower. The hangar bay could prove an issue if the enemy were prepared and well sited. Kaine had three teams strike the bay from multiple directions simultaneously, breaching two bulkheads and coming through the main accessway from the interior of the destroyer. Leading the accessway assault, Kaine saw immediately the enemy were not prepared, to their own detriment.
The fight was fierce but one sided, as the occupants of the main hangar were overrun, cut down where they stood, or blasted out from behind cover by heavy enfilading fire from multiple directions, allowing nowhere to hide, and little room to flee. Kaine was about to order a pursuit when the ship's PA activated, and a large hologram of a hooded and robed figure with glowing yellow eyes and a wrinkled face half covered by a metal mask appeared. Comms from the other teams told Kaine they could see the holo too, he figured it was a shipwide broadcast.
This is Grand Master Archa Ren. Mandalorian scum, this is your last chance. Drop your weapons or die.
The voice sounded full of rage, Kaine could empathize, even if he didn't give a whit. Being boarded had that effect on a commander. Flicking to a private encrypted comm, Kaine called to his tech specialist. Can you break me in? A short pause, and the reply came. Yes, but audio only, no holo. Kaine was happy with that, busting into Imperial and military comms was no simple task, he'd take what he could get. Do it. A double click came telling the Alor it was done. Kaine's mocking voice floated over the ship's PA.
This is Kaine Australis. Ren scum, this is your last chance. Throw away your weapons, lie down on the ground, and we'll consider you a prisoner and won't kill you. If you want our weapons, we'll bring them right to you. Run if you can, hide if you want. Surrender or die. Australis out. Kaine flicked over to Clan comms.
Hangar teams, rebreathers and magboots. A moment later, his reasoning was proven sound, as he'd predicted, the Ren deactivated the hangar's shield, and the air and everything not magclamped to the floor rushed out into space along with the air. The Mandos were buffeted by debris, but none of them took the one way trip outside. Sealed armour allowed them to breathe canned air and stay heated for a time. Quickly and efficiently they made their way to internal airlocks and re-entered the pressurized section of the ship. Scan! Kaine called. A few moments later, a 3d wireframe image gave Kaine a commander's view of the ship, showing the Ren's tactics. They'd blown entire sections to space to try to slow the Mandos, and were pulling what forces remained back to defend the vessel's command tower and the engineering decks. Sound move, but predictable, and it wasn't going to help them in the long run.
Soon enough, Kaine again had to split his forces as the renewed assault approached the command tower. He brought up the reserve to take the place of his own force. While the five other assault forces continued the push aft, clearing the ship's spaces as they went, Kaine's force would assault the command tower, and move in on the enemy leadership. It was an assumption of their location, but Kaine felt the Grand Master would put himself in the best protected area, with control over the ship's systems. Ironically, many of those systems were unattended thanks to the boarding force's thorough sweep through the front sections of the vessel. Though the Revengencer, like any Executor-class vessel was a mighty warship, her firepower was useless against an enemy inside her. The Ren had begun this battle owning a huge numerical advantage, the crew could vary from fifty to three hundred thousand, including almost fourty thousand troops. Kaine began with two thousand Australis warriors in the assault force; A full battalion of 500 assault troops, backed up by three times as many supercommandos. So far, all the losses had been on the Ren's side. The end was nigh.
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Post by Kaine Australis on Oct 2, 2021 8:08:33 GMT -8
The Battle of Nar Shaddaa
The battle for the Cult of Ren's super star destroyer above Nar Shaddaa was now entering the endgame phase. Though forced by necessity, the size of the ship, to dilute his forces again and again to cover all areas, Kaine's assault plan had left the division of forces as late in the battle as was practicable. He wished to continue fighting alongside his son, but Konig was the man to lead the renewed assault aft towards the engine spaces, and so they parted, Kaine taking his own assault force into the command tower while the other five forces, Konig's among them, moved on throughout the vessel's superstructure.
So far, there had been few if any surrenders by the Ren's force of troopers, naval armspersonnel, cultists and Ren Knights. The assault forces took casualties now with the main numbers of the enemy having run out of areas of the ship to retreat into. Every cabin, every corridor, every open space was filled with battle droids, and armed crew, stiffened by troopers and Ren with lightsabers. The battles were fierce, and the Clan took losses despite having every advantage in equipment and firepower. Now with the Clan's forces split and divided, and those of the Ren concentrated and massed, the one way ride the Mandos had enjoyed up to now slowed appreciably.
Kaine's force secured their final corridor leading to the base of the command tower after heavy fighting. Sticking with the plan, techs moved forward to secure the main turbolift, and override its controls. With the mayhem throughout the vessel, and the need to cover all avenues, gaining temporary control over one system was achievable, and inside a minute, the techs had control of a single turbolift car. Squeezing in with his command squad, Kaine took them up to the bridge, while the rest of the force moved upward through the tower, level by level.
The turbolift doors opened onto a surprisingly calm command deck. A wide strategium was before Kaine and his four companions, leading on to the crew pits, the main command bridge walkway, and the vast bridge viewports that overlooked the long white spike that was the Executor-class ship. Disciplined, none of the Mando'ade opened fire without orders, though all of them held weapons pointed at targets. Kaine was searching the deck for the one in charge. He identified the obvious deference shown to a robed figure standing atop the command bridge. That was the boss.
It was an officer at a station that first noticed the Mando'ade and shouted an alarm. Troopers turned and opened fire. The Jare'rami'kade returned fire, blasting anyone holding a weapon with streams of plasma, well aimed heavy blasts that cleared the area around the intruders very quickly of anything that posed a threat. Kaine began to advance towards the command bridge itself, the squad moving around him, covering him with fire. Before them, five robed figures faced the approaching Mando'ade, making no move to interfere. Then two broke from the group, leaping forward. One fired a wrist mounted weapon Kaine identifed as a Lanvarok which knocked Eltanin aside with a blast, the Gurlanin tumbling into a crew pit. Kaine drew his sidearm in one smooth motion and fired through the gap in his cover, shooting both Ren down with a single shot. Ren might be able to deflect projectiles, but not these; his own sidearm was loaded with Forcebreaker rounds, containing a minute amount of Void Stone, ultra rare and prohibitively expensive, but useful.
The combat died down as the remaining enemy were killed or surrendered, leaving only the Ren's Grand Master standing with his two cronies. With an unspoken agreement, Bors moved to the port side of the chamber, returning his plasma pistols to their holsters and drawing blades. One of the Ren matched his movements. Darzeka moved to the starboard, putting down his rifle for his combat staff, while the other Ren moved with him. Saphi dropped down to the crew pit where Eltanin lay to check on his wounds. This left the Mandalorian Alor facing the Ren Grand Master, the two old men staring each other down. To one side, the Besalisk Mando would face off with the double bladed lightsaber wielding human Ren while the Gurlanin Mando, enraged at the fall of his twin, would face the Chiss, who clutched a Charric/Lightsaber combi-weapon with a glowing red blade at one end and a Chiss maser weapon at the other.
Kaine felt the area around him contract as his focus narrowed only to the immediate area around himself and his opponent, he would not make the mistake of underestimating this foe, nor would he give the enemy any advantage. The intense stare between the two of them continued, even as he heard, distantly, the sounds of combat as his companions fought their own duels. The old man broke the silence between them with a cackle. Telegraphing his move, to Kaine's mind, yet the Mandalorian made no move to react. A moment later, as the lightning came, Kaine stood motionless as the torrent of electricty flowed over his armour. Then he raised his own hand, and returned it to whence it had come, and the cackle cut off into a screech of alarm and the Ren was blasted backward onto his butt by his own lightning blast, absorbed by capacitors in Kaine's armour, and released by emitters in his gauntlets.
Smoke rose from the Ren Grand Master as he got back up, not cackling anymore, but leering at the immobile Mandalorian before him with a look of intense hatred and loathing. Kaine smiled, though the old bastard couldn't see it behind his armoured faceplate and T-visor, so he cocked his head just slightly for emphasis. The hand came up again, twisted into a grasping claw. Kaine felt the pressure at his throat, the invisible fingers that felt like chains constricting his neck, squeezing his trachea. But it wasn't unbearable, and he could breathe. And he could speak. Which he did, in Huttese, quoting Jabba the Hutt's line from a famous holomovie.
Ya koo tocha ka poonoo nee sok nyee! (Your mind powers will not work on me, boy!) He heard laughs from the Jare'rami'kade, though not from the Ren. Some of the crew actually smiled, though Kaine didn't see it. He was focused on his enemy before him. The old man, to his credit, wasn't stricken into inaction for even a moment by the failure of his Forceful attack, which failed due to Kaine wearing a Void Stone pendant around his neck. He drew a lightsaber without much apparent regret, still confident, to Kaine's eye. Kaine drew the Darksaber, and took a guard. The old man's voice was thin, but had a deep tone of menace to it as he spoke. Kaine understood the philosophy of Dun Moch, though to him it was merely a fanciful explanation for goading your opponent, something Mando'ade did as easily as breathing.
Just because some dead Mandalorian took up with the Jedi, your culture adopts the weapon as a symbol of leadership. Pathetic.
Kaine adjusted his guard into a formal Form II stance, remembering his earliest lessons with the jetiikad.
My culture adopts all sorts of things, ever since we encountered your kind. We adapt, we improvise, and we overcome.
The Ren spat.
You're an amalgamation, mongrels, the swill of a thousand refugees all pooled, with nothing to call your own.
Kaine laughed.
Yeah, we're mongrels alright. We'll take anyone, and we're all equals. Thats the real difference there, aruetii. You use people because you like it. We're all here because we want to be, and right now, I want to kick your sorry shebs so hard that Vader himself will come back and say "Impressive.".
The Ren growled and spun at Kaine in a leaping swirling attack. Unable to follow the too fast, too jerky movements, Kaine was forced to give ground and step back several paces. The follow up thrust was overextended, and that gave the Mandalorian time and space to deflect it with his own glowing black blade. Again and again Kaine was forced back, the unpredictable nature of the Ren's attacks making any sort of attack impossible, forcing him into defence. He was at a massive disadvantage in his heavy assault armour, and the expert bladesman the Grand Master clearly was, was taking every advantage of the Mandalorian's relative lack of agility.
Too slow, Mandalorian! The Ren crowed as he found an opening he could exploit, forcing Kaine to block high and sidestep, which left his knee open to a slash through the comparitively weak joint. Sparks flew, and the blade even cut through to burn a gouge into the flesh of Kaine's leg, even through the thick Beskar plates. Kaine had to change things, or he was going to be cut apart. A quick check of his allies was a mixed bag of news. Darzeka's opponent lay dead, and headless while the Gurlanin inspected the Chiss' weapon. Bors was being hard pressed, having lost a hand, which left the Besalisk with three. Kaine spoke a command, which immediately ejected him upward out of the Assault Armour, and a moment later detonated it, sending the plates outward in a shower while he arced up overhead.
Jetboots blasted quickly, slowing his fall, and Kaine landed on his feet at the far side of the command bridge, now clad in his undersuit and regular armour. He still gripped the black bladed lightsaber in his right hand, but now he drew a second weapon, a long hafted hand axe with a solid beskar axehead; Shuk'la Skira. The Ren and the Mandalorian charged one another, and combat was rejoined. Once, twice, three times, the black and the red blades met with the speed of imminent death. Kaine's opportunity came as the Ren failed to see his shift, and he took a blow from the red blade on his vambrace, allowing his own blade tip to scorch the Ren's weapon hand, forcing him to drop his lightsaber. Kaine sprang, swinging hard with his axe, burying it in the Ren's side, under the ribs.
Fast enough for you, old man? Kaine asked, stepping back while the Grand Master crumpled, bleeding, to the floor. He tried to speak, but came up coughing blood, and died a few moments later. Bors, despite his lost hand, had succeeded in impaling his opponent, and was being seen to by the other three Jare'rami'kade. The battle up here seemed to be over. |
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Post by Kaine Australis on Oct 4, 2021 5:11:04 GMT -8
The Battle of Nar Shaddaa
The battle for the Cult of Ren's super star destroyer above Nar Shaddaa was over in terms of determining a victor. With the capture of the main bridge and the death of the Ren's Grand Master, the Mandalorians had won. Kaine commed for retrieval, then contacted the other boarding teams. Pull back, prepare to retreat. After a moment of static, Konig's voice came through in the clear. We're not keeping the ship? Kaine chuckled. We haven't got a hope of crewing her. Pull your teams out and rendezvous as planned. Good work. Kaine out.
The Australis Alor gathered his own team, and together they descended the bridge tower via their purloined turbolift. Teams of commandos had already placed the seismic charges along the ship's superstructure as they had made their way through the ship during the initial assault. The five teams that had pursued the enemy towards the engine spaces now pulled back in good order under cover of gas and smoke grenades. Only a scattered volley or two of blasterbolts chased them away, their shellshocked enemies having had more than enough fight for one day.
Around the same time the six boarding teams had rendezvoused at the control point, Invincible Reason dropped in from lightspeed, now with the super star destroyer at its mercy. Her batteries of ion cannons plastered the helpless and helmless Executor-class that was locked into its slow course up from Nar Shaddaa, though now beyond the control of its battered and much reduced crew, further disabling the vessel. The Mandalorians were taking no chances. They weren't beyond showing a little mercy, however, and Kaine once again had his tech access the ship's PA.
You have five minutes to get off the ship before it blows. Australis out.
There was little chance of the enemy finding any of the explosives before the time ran out, let alone finding and disabling all of them. The ship had more than enough escape pods for the fraction of the crew that had survived the Mandalorian assault, and Kaine figured they'd choose escape over dying aboard. He'd done his part in the way of decency. Any further deaths wouldn't be on his hands. Shuttles and transports began to quickly take off the boarding teams, the assault troopers and the supercommandos, as Invincible Reason kept them covered with her guns and starfighters. Inside of two minutes, the Mandalorians were all off the doomed ship, and the Invincible Reason moved away.
Three and a bit minutes later, the linked seismic charges went off, and the Revengencer imploded all along her length, before a colossal explosion blasted outward in all directions, flashing so bright those watching had to look away or shield their eyes. When the flash was gone, only an expanding cloud of flame and debris remained to show where the super star destroyer had been. Clouds of escape pods and shuttles fell away toward Nar Shaddaa in the wake of the final destruction of the Cult of Ren in this system. Kaine felt only relief that the job had been done with a minimum of loss of life on his own side. For the Old Boar of Myrkr, the war was never over, there was only the next battle to look forward to. |
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Post by Prophet C'thyl on Dec 4, 2021 3:34:06 GMT -8
Despite prior investments of the Quarren Dominion into the slave trade within the Hutt Space, some of the treaties begin to expire while not being renewed. Although the Hutts still gain a large ammount of credits from the still ongoing buiseness with the Quarren's gouvernment, the future seems to indicate that they had either found other sources, that would allow them to maintain their man power or that they wouldn't require as much anymore as they needed within the beginning.
According to some rumors the men of the Dominion were also responsible for some of the new bounties, placed on individual force users.
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Post by Idron Priest on Aug 22, 2022 17:22:07 GMT -8
Accepting the bounty puck and activating it to get a good look at his target, he deactivated it and stored it in his belt, along with the tracking fob. Rather than waiting for the oversized space slug to dismiss him, he merely turned on his heel and walked out of the throne room. Making his way to the landing pads, where his ship was currently docked, it was time for him to get to work. Nar Shaddaa was within spitting distance of Nal Hutta, which cut down on travel costs, however, the Refugee Sector was teeming with tens of thousands of beings, coming and going. It was a hive of activity and tracking one man through it would be interesting, even with the tracking fob. There was enough interference on the Smuggler's Moon that it might not give an accurate signal. If this Tucker Vol had changed his appearance in any way, shape or form, it would be next to impossible to find him. Though Priest doubted a simple thief that decided to jack a crate of spice was that smart. Regardless, it was time to leave Zordo's palace and get on with his job. It certainly wasn't the highest paying job he had ever taken, but being able to make an example of this man was certainly appealing. Climbing into his ship and seating himself in the cockpit, the Kom'rk powered up and lifted off the pad, accelerating skywards. |
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Post by Croakus the Corpulent on Sept 24, 2022 5:26:48 GMT -8
It was a short trip between Nal Hutta and the smugglers moon, otherwise known as Nar Shaddaa. Croakus stared out the viewport in the lounge of his Minstrel-class Space Yacht as he soaked in a slime bath, accompanied by two twi'leks from his stable of space sluts.
"Mucha moana, chickas. Oh ho ho." Croaked Croakus in Huttese, before pulling the blue skinned slaves closer to his corpulent slug like form. The slime bath bubbled from a combination of massage jets and the Hutts own flatulence. As his hoes struggled in disgust while held in his powerful grip, the Pimps kowakian monkey lizard hung from the ceiling by its wire thin tail, holding a fat cigar in front of Croakus' wide toothless mouth so he could take a puff on the stogey.
The ship headed for the surface of the moon.
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Post by Orrick Awaud on Dec 23, 2023 16:07:50 GMT -8
The M22-T Krayt Gunship, belonging to Orrick Awaud, emerged from hyperspace and began heading towards the Smuggler's Moon. Flipping a few toggles, the ship began its descent towards the moon's surface, heading to the Refugee Sector...and the object of Orrick's being here. Henoc had some pressing matters to tend to, after they had liberated Vao's warehouse on Ryloth, so Orrick was on his own for the time being. Whether or not Henoc would rejoin him or not, remained to be seen.
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Post by Pip on Mar 11, 2024 5:47:09 GMT -8
Continued from here."Impossible!" Raged Pip, slamming his two fuzzy mitts down on the dejarek table, causing the luminous projections to temporarily distort before resuming their previous forms. The trip from Ahch-To to Nar Shaddaa aboard the team's Polaris-class corvette was largely uneventful, assuming you discounted the organized crime ring they had broke up when they had stopped off to refuel. A gang of trandoshans had been stealing catalytic converters from freighters that stopped at the fuel depot, until the team stumbled upon their illegal operation and put a stop to it, with minimal damage to civilian infrastructure. Only a small cargo freighter full of space cabbages was destroyed, much to the owner's chagrin. Other then that, Pip and Ajax had spent the remainder of the journey continuing to play each other in games of skill and chance. The reason the Poobian was so upset, as seen by the way he stomped around the recreation room tearing up sofa cushions and swinging from chandeliers, was because despite all his tricks and air shaping slight of hand, he had managed to lose to that boulder brained earth shaper for the hundred and eleventh time."It's not fair!" Pip blubbered with pretend tears, attempting to appear as cute and fluffy as a Loth-kitten, his cataract covered eyes going wide as his lips quivered and his button nose sniffled. "You cheated. I know you cheated."Stop your squawking, Pip. Uzura's voice sounded overhead from the PA system built into the ceiling. We can hear you all the way up here in the cockpit. Quit playing around and get yourselves ready, boys. We've reached Nar Shaddaa. It's time to put on your serious faces.Pip looked at Ajax, all trace of previously expressed despair gone as though it had never been there at all, replaced instead by a confused look. "Our serious faces? I'm not sure I have one of those."
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Ajax
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Post by Ajax on Apr 10, 2024 19:09:13 GMT -8
The Winged Goddess had been upon his side since they left Ahch-To, her blessing having undone and counteracted every single trick Pip tried. With that win, the Poobian would indeed, and without a doubt, be covering his chores for a week once they returned and picking up their drinking tab for this venture. Ajax was most certain that Uzura and Sillena would be very appreciative of his gaming efforts to ease the financial burdens upon their pockets. But indeed the fallout of that was this little tantrum his diminutive friend was putting on "You only say that I cheated, because you know you were cheating! But vile and wicked ways are nothing in the face of the Goddesses love little Pip. She can love even one such as yourself!" He let out a brief laugh before Uzura's frustrated voice came over the PA system and ordering the pair to get ready as they were landing soon "Ha! Excellent! A chance to get out and stretch my legs!" He rose from his seat and gave Pip a pat on the head as he passed the Poobian by "Serious is the last expression anyone would use in the same sentence as you my friend..."
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