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<Imperial Accord> Heavy RP Guild (Sith, Imperials, Mercs)

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Still seeking a few recruits, especially agents and mercs and a couple of apprentices with some of our longtime apprentices being promoted to lord.
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Posted Oct 28, 15 · OP · Last edited Aug 23, 17
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Here's an explanation of where we're at in our story in relation to the Zakuul invasion. It's been a fun twist so far! We've had several new members join both groups.


Post-Zakuul Invasion
Like other task forces, Resurgence was heavily affected by the Zakuul invasion. The Order is split into two groups with no with each other at this time.

The first group, called Exodus, left on the flagship to the Unknown Regions to protect the highly experimental ship and most importantly, fulfill its mission of rebirthing a new Sith Empire in exile should the current one fall. It left at the beginning of the invasion and has not been heard from in five years. Exodus settled a former Rakatan safehaven planet they called Sanaras. They've established a settlement and mount frequent expeditions all over the previously uninhabited planet to explore and unlock its hidden secrets.

The second group remained behind, many of them aware of Exodus as a mission but none knowing of its destination. Though they were directed to disperse to ensure the survival of their individual members until called back together, many followed Lords Korkalin, Cathlean, and Caxal into battle against the Zakuul, losing their fleet and armies after several defeats. Korkalin eventually called a discreet withdraw to the Order's base on Tatooine where they've been lying low and licking their wounds. The Order there tries to defend its base from old enemies and gain insight into the Zakuul through captured technology.
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Posted Nov 4, 15 · OP
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Here's an explanation of where we're at in our story in relation to the Zakuul invasion. It's been a fun twist so far! We've had several new members join both groups.


Post-Zakuul Invasion
Like other task forces, Resurgence was heavily affected by the Zakuul invasion. The Order is split into two groups with no with each other at this time.

The first group, called Exodus, left on the flagship to the Unknown Regions to protect the highly experimental ship and most importantly, fulfill its mission of rebirthing a new Sith Empire in exile should the current one fall. It left at the beginning of the invasion and has not been heard from in five years. Exodus settled a former Rakatan safehaven planet they called Sanaras. They've established a settlement and mount frequent expeditions all over the previously uninhabited planet to explore and unlock its hidden secrets.

The second group remained behind, many of them aware of Exodus as a mission but none knowing of its destination. Though they were directed to disperse to ensure the survival of their individual members until called back together, many followed Lords Korkalin, Cathlean, and Caxal into battle against the Zakuul, losing their fleet and armies after several defeats. Korkalin eventually called a discreet withdraw to the Order's base on Tatooine where they've been lying low and licking their wounds. The Order there tries to defend its base from old enemies and gain insight into the Zakuul through captured technology.
Smooth seas do not make a sailor.

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A writeup of our first event of the expansion a few weeks ago. Great turnout!


Word had gotten out that both darths would be present at the main settlement on Sanaras, the former Rakata safehaven planet the crew aboard the Resurgence had been settling the last few years as a colony.

Both darths had been largely absent over the years, leaving Lord Xerrick Raiz and Lady Chaiya Raiz nominally in charge, with Lords N'yssa and Eiriker leading expeditions to further explore the planet. General Kalianya had been left in charge of the ship.

Darth Mhorbane had spent the years primarily aboard the IDN Resurgence, either in meditation, research, or directing refits on the ship. Darth Talorn had been wandering the untamed, dangerous wilderness with only her youngest apprentice Kalista'arun for company, secretive and searching for something.

Today, almost all of the darths and lords would be present. Talorn—wearing simple black robes that had been stitched together several times over, her hair tied back into an untidy pony tail—stood atop the ancient stone bridge, the waterfall roaring several meters behind her. Darth Mhorbane approached her. "How has your search gone, Apprentice?"

Talorn could perceive everyone, everything around her without turning her head. She smiled to herself upon sensing Xerrick, N'yssa and Eiriker, Kalista'arun, Tjar'khan, and Sith twins she had seen around before, if briefly. She was unused to being in proximity of such Sith after so long. "It goes well...I think I've found the last set of clues I need to find the main vault."

Also present were a couple of agents and soldiers, most of whom left the Sith to themselves.

Discussions halted, and heads turned in alarm to the entrance of the ancient temple when the quiet was shattered by a deafening roar followed by blaster fire. Sith, agent, and soldier alike hurried to the entrance.

A monstrous lizard, standing over six meters (~18 feet) in height stood upright on powerful find legs, massive tail trailing behind it, its maw showing hundreds of razor sharp teeth. Blaster fire from sentries scorched its skin but did little else except anger it further. It rushed the stairs and bit into a hapless soldier, snapping him in half and tossing the listless remains into the trees.

Mhorbane turned to Talorn as lightsabers ignited in the hands of the Sith around them. "Do you sense it? It's not in its natural state of mind, the Dark Side has overtaken it." Talorn nodded as she readied her own purple lightsaber in her slender hand.

Xerrick Raiz led the charge from the front, leaping into action beside a giant clawed foot. N'yssa, Eiriker, and the younger Sith twins all attacked. Mhorbane also waded into the melee, leaving Talorn, Tjar'khan, and Kalista'arun on the stairs. Talorn sent a deadly streak of lightning from her hand to the beast, the arcs crackling along its thick hide. She sensed Kalista'arun behind her. "Are you a Sith or a slave, Apprentice! Fight it!" Her togruta apprentice shook her head. "You know my powers won't affect it, Master!" Indeed, the beast's mind was completely consumed by a dark rage, rendering it all but immune to mental assaults.

The fight was long, with Chaiya showing up from a shuttle to reinforce them. The twins were taken down by a tailswipe and a bite, as was Kalista'arun after she was thrown at the beast with the Force. Lords Eiriker and Raiz were severely injured as well, though both ignored their wounds. The beast sustained dozens of lightsaber, lightning, and blaster attacks before it succumbed to its wounds, the massive body falling toward Eiriker, who was pulled with the Force by Talorn safely to her side. "You have my thanks, my Lord," he replied smoothly if out of breath.

Raiz immediately took charge, directing sentries to man the upper levels of the temple and demanding to know who was in charge of perimeter security. The wounded were taken to the med bay in the middle of the settlement.

Talorn used Sith magic to invoke the Dark Rite of Healing, but her apprentice tried to resist stubbornly. They headed to the med bay as well, though Talorn took note of Lord Tjar'khan taking a sample from the remains of the corrupted creature.

Discussions were held in the med bay about the origin of the fallen beast. Kalista'arun theorized it could have activated a mind trap and have been driven mad. Lord N'yssa mentioned a cave she and her apprentice, Lord Eiriker, had found on a patrol. She invited Kalista'arun to join her in exploring the cave later.

Talorn asked Xerrick about rumors she'd heard that other beasts had attacked the settlement. "It's true, but none this large before," he responded. The Imperials all agreed something needed to be done, the source of the attacks found.
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Posted Nov 8, 15 · OP
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We still seek more agents and mercs to bolster the numbers who've recently joined us. We're also seeking apprentices!
Smooth seas do not make a sailor.

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Posted Nov 18, 15 · OP
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We're especially seeking agents, mercenaries (ICly), and Sith apprentices.
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Posted Nov 23, 15 · OP · Last edited Aug 23, 17
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Still seeking Sith apprentices, agents, and mercenaries!

After RPing through a split during and immediately following the 5-year timeskip, our guild is at least reunited!

We also opened the Command Deck on our guildship to house a powerful item we obtained through two months of RP.
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Posted Nov 30, 15 · OP · Last edited Aug 23, 17
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Just kicked off our third major story arc, which consisted of meeting with a delegation from the Imperial Court. Thanks for those who helped!

Still seeking agents, bounty hunters, and apprentices.
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Posted Dec 9, 15 · OP · Last edited Aug 23, 17
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Seeking apprentices, agents, soldiers, and mercs. We're good on Sith lords.
Smooth seas do not make a sailor.

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Posted Dec 20, 15 · OP
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A rundown of our latest major event.

The Pact Strikes


Aboard the Resurgence
The daily lull of the IDN Resurgence, which was hidden between Yavin and Yavin IV, was broken by klaxons and the call for battlestations on the intercom. Crew and marines rushed for their assigned posts, ready for anything.

Darth Talorn was already on the bridge, other Sith also present including her apprentice Lord Xerrik Raiz, Lord Obeu'dan, Watcher Kalianya, and Lord Stakra's associate and former grand admiral, Lord Khorrn.

"Sir, we have seven Imperial ships," the sensors officer intoned. The captain turned to look out the viewport. "Hostile intent? What are they?" The young sensor officer responded, "a Harrower-class and six Terminus or Gage-classes...they're taking an offensive formation against us." The captain nodded. "Shields full forward, evasive maneuvers." The engineering officer called out tentatively. "Sir, our hyper-drive is disabled. Trying to trace the cause." Her brow was furrowed as her fingers danced along the keys of her terminal.

The massive ship shifted as it made adjustments toward the arrivals. The captain turned to Talorn. "Orders?" Before the miraluka could reply, the holocom came to life, showing a strongly built masked Sith. "I am Darth Skaros, commander of the 8th Fleet. You are to power down and surrender, and your non-Sith will be released in Imperial Space. I'm here for your ship and your leader. You have one minute to respond," the gravely voice stated. The holo blinked out.

Lord Raiz turned toward the aisle. "I'll prep a boarding team, " he stated, his aggressive features darkening. Kalianya was present, fortuitously dressed in her battle attire and armor. "We can't take on seven ships. We should surrender." Lord Obeu'dan and Lord Stakra's mysterious bounty hunter associate Zerarik glanced at Kalianya, the merc's features hidden behind his helmet.

Darth Talorn nodded to Lord Raiz, aware the crew was watching her. Her hand was close to her saber in case anyone thought to mutiny. "Take a boarding party and use my transport. Your target is the rear destroyer, the one there hanging back. We'll use our starfighters to screen you." Lord Raiz was already headed out the door.

Darth Talorn faced the viewport, her slender form not showing anxiety or fear. "Power the superweapon, calculate a firing solution on their Harrower. Prepare all starfighters to escort Lord Raiz. Once we fire, we'll advance full engine during the confusion. Not only will we draw attention away from Raiz, we'll use their rear destroyer to screen us from their two frigates on the other side."

Lord Khorrn quickly assessed the situation as he also looked out the viewport. "A risky plan but bold," his deep voice intoned.

Talorn nodded. "Risky, but necessary. Their darth knows we have a superweapon. He's on that rear destroyer, knowing we have to fire at their Harrower. We'll bypass their front line and take out the shields on his vessel so Raiz can board."

The captain interrupted. "The superweapon is ready, my Lord." The miraluka remained calm, her face impassive. "Fire."

The lights on the Resurgence went faint, the entire ship silent a moment as a large beam shot out, engulfing the enemy Harrower in a blinding light. When the flash ended, there was only debris. Talorn clenched her hand into a fist. "Advance, full engine." She pointed out the viewport. "30 degrees starboard or so...make for that spot by their rear destroyer."

Boarding Party
Lord Stakra met Lord Raiz on the way to the ship, and Raiz explained their situation to the towering, armored woman. They had quite the crew ready to go into the proverbial nexu's den, including Lord Raiz, Lord Stakra, Lord Obeu'dan, Watcher Kalianya, Zevarik, Ilythia, Aregnus, and their advanced AI, Ira.

Prior to Darth Talorn firing upon the enemy Harrower, Lord Raiz called Darth Skaros on the holocom. "We subdued Talorn but need to board your ship to bring her." The darth shook his head. "Your request is denied. Remain there for boarding." Kalianya cut in. "My Lord, if the crew here finds out what we've done, we'll have a mutiny. We need to bring her immediately."

The enemy darth paused a moment but remained resolute. "Stay there, we'll board the ship and take control." Xerrik Raiz cursed as he cut the call. "Fine, let's fire at them and get it over with."

The flight to the Terminus-class destroyer was bumpy, with the sleek Phantom taking multiple hits from starfighters as it danced and evaded its way to the target ship, the strikes shaking those aboard. It was difficult to tell friend from foe amongst the hundreds of Imperial starfighters dog-fighting around them.

They could see their own vessel take out the other Harrower-class dreadnought and then propel itself forward with them, firing all of its weapons at the front-most Terminus-Destroyer. All six of the enemy ships—two destroyers and four Gage-class light frigates—returning fire, a steady barrage hitting the Resurgence's shields, some seemingly overpowering the shields and striking the hull. It didn't look like their vessel would last long.

The Phantom transport careened into a hangar bay of the opposing destroyer as the Resurgence took out the vessel's shields, the transport skidding along the hangar floor. Their assault team leaped out, weapons ready, but there was no one to be found.

They quickly moved into the adjoining corridor and were ambushed at a turn in the corridor by a dozen marines formed into a double-ranked firing line. Stakra and Raiz formed the front line and were able to deflect the barrage of shots. The rest of the group made quick work of them as well as the next group of 20-25 in an open room. Ira sliced into a terminal and overrode the security to the blast doors, allowing them access to the bridge.

Aboard the bridge were more marines as well as shock troopers, Darth Skaros, and his apprentice. A fierce fight broke out, with most of the Resurgence assault team focused on the shock troopers and marines as Lord Obeu'dan, Lord Stakra, and Lord Raiz advanced closer to the darth.

IDN Resurgence
On board the Order's flagship, Talorn turned to Lord Khorrn as multiple enemy boarding pods could be detected closing in. "I'll lead our defense if you take the bridge." The ship buckled from a shot that penetrated the hull as alarms sounded. The former grand admiral nodded, turning to the captain. "What's the status on our shields?" he demanded.

Talorn walked briskly to exit the bridge, her robes and cape billowing behind her. She directed the marines to every major deck to watch for boarders and for the marine commander to send someone to check on the status of the hyper-drive while she herself went to the command deck, where the item she sought was housed.

Moments later, the darth neared the Mantle. It could sense her desperation and immediately whispered its ability to help if she would but let it. The proud miraluka shook her head. "You will help me on my terms, not yours," she responded. Talorn, despite the shaking of the ship, the sounds of the alarms, and the flickering of the lights, sunk to her knees in a meditative state. Her mind was one of resolve and willfulness, not one of need or anxiety. It will take the smallest seed of doubt and twist it to control me if I allow it.

On the bridge, Lord Khorrn snarled as barrage after barrage assaulted the dreadnought, and the ship's own weapons failed to inflict much damage on the front destroyer. "Incompetent," he growled as he paced the bridge. Another barrage of shots brought the lights out again, and this time they didn't come back online. "My Lord," the engineering officer called out, skipping the captain. "We've lost primary and auxiliary power...we're sitting dead." Her voice squeaked toward the end. All shots from the enemy ships ceased, their own scanners telling them the Resurgence was, for all intents and purposes, dead.

The former grand admiral drew his lightsaber. "Get us back online." He exited the bridge, intent on raining destruction on the enemy boarders. "Incompetent crew," he muttered as he launched into a boarding party of Imperial soldiers making its way for the bridge.

Talorn had to dismiss her need for the Mantle, lest it discover it and use it against her. She could feel its will clash with hers, seeking to control her, true to its Rakata roots. Her mind was filled with anger that overwhelmed need, anxiety, and doubt. Her fury seethed at the audacity of an Imperial force daring to attack her task force, her people. She would make them pay dearly with blood.

The miraluka gasped as the power of the mantle flowed completely through her undeterred for the first time. Her senses heightened, and she could easily feel every living being aboard the ship along with every power source. Her mind reeled at the sensory overload. Reaching out, she could sense the life forms aboard every other ship. She could easily pick out Darth Skaros, with her own Sith lords making their way through his ship. Her ruby lips pressed together in grim determination.

Darth Talorn directed her will outward. She invoked the power of the Dark Side to project fear aboard her ship, targeting every presence on the ship that held hostile intent towards her. She furrowed her brow as waves of fear emanated from her. You will all die...you are nothing but insects before me! With the Mantle empowering her, she could sense fear carry through each individual enemy, their knees quaking, weapons dropping, minds bending. She pressed even harder, wondering what her limits were. She felt some minds break completely, madness overtaking their feeble will, perhaps permanently. She felt others lose control of themselves, falling into a squirming mess.

Talorn laughed loudly, giddy with power, the sound reverberating throughout the room, and then she pressed even harder, her expression turning vindictive.

Lord Khorrn returned to the bridge after being told the hyper-drive had been sabotaged but was almost repaired, the power ready to be brought back online when he commanded. He waited, not wanting to be a sitting bantha when the enemy learned the ship was once again a threat.

Moments later, Talorn's personal comms crackled to life. Her battle with the Mantle, her overreaching had left her slumped to the ground, barely conscious. "Yes?" she whispered. She heard Kalianya's voice along with blaster fire in the background. "Do you trust me?" her Watcher asked. Talorn took a few ragged breathes. "Yes..." She heard the urgency in her Watcher's voice. "Then call a withdrawal, right now!"

Boarding Party
The Resurgence assault team had taken down the shock troopers and most of the marines on the bridge of the Ajunta's Fury, but the darth and his apprentice remained, and reinforcements were on the way to repel them. Lord Obeu'dan had spared the group from countless blaster shots and even from the Darth's attacks with powerful Force shields, but Lord Raiz and Lord Stakra were still injured, as were others. Aregnus had been returned to the transport, barely able to stand.

Kalianya suddenly struck at Lord Raiz with her knife, but his armor and quick movements turned the blade aside. He spun and his face darkened in fury as he struck out with his saber. "Kill the traitor!" he yelled. Ilythia moved to protect Kalianya. "No!" Confusion abounded throughout the group as it dealt with Kalianya, Darth Skaros, and marines entering behind the group from the corridor.

Kalianya reactivated her stealth generator and disappeared as Talorn called out over comms. "The hyper-drive...is online...return...to the ship." Lord Obeu'dan nodded in agreement. "We have to get out of here." Kalianya suddenly emerged from nowhere behind the darth to take him down in one strike, her poisoned blade entering and exiting through his neck. The darth stumbled and fell to the floor. His apprentice screamed and turned to Kalianya. "Go!" she yelled to the group.

Lord Obeu'dan created another Force shield and charged the marines, quickly followed by Warlord Dur'geth and Zevarik. The group fought its way back through the corridors towards its ship.

In the confusion, Kalianya was able to work her way behind Skaros' apprentice, her bloodied knife against his neck. "Let them go," she ordered. "You killed my master," the apprentice growled. The Watcher nodded. "You'll let them withdraw, but you'll have me instead."

IDN Resurgence
The transport was able to reach the Resurgence, which was next to the Ajunta's fury. None of the capital ships were firing at one another, though their quad lasers fired at Resurgence starfighters, which were starting to return to the flagship. The Resurgence itself looked as if it was barely holding together, its hull shredded in places, debris floating into space. Electrical arcs sparked along its hull.

The transport landed in the hangar and Lord Raiz practically ran to the bridge. Soon, Lord Raiz, Lord Stakra, Lord Obeu'dan, Zevarik, and Ilythia returned to the bridge and found Lord Khorrn and Darth Talorn, who was barely standing. "Watcher betrayed us," Xerrik growled. "I'll have her head."

"She...attempted to infiltrate them...she warned me.." the miraluka countered. Lord Raiz shook his head. "It doesn't matter, she attacked me, and she will die."

The other Sith shifted at the display. "It's time to withdraw," Lord Khorrn interjected. He gave the order, the viewport showing the blue streaks as the ship hurtled into hyperspace. The ship traveled to the Imperial Fleet, unable to stand alone with the Pact of the Chosen somehow able to track it.

Lord Stakra, Lord Obeu'dan, and Zevarik seconded that they saw Kalianya betray them. Lord Raiz noticed Ilythia after she commented that Kalianya wasn't a traitor and assaulted her, throwing her across the room and into a terminal with the Force. Talorn told him to stop. "You are weak, Master!" he retorted.

Lord Khorrn commented on the crew being pathetic and that he would bring in new officers to lift the ship up to Imperial standards. Lord Stakra informed Darth Talorn that the crew seemed riddled with spies, their senior agent had betrayed them, and that Stakra had bled for the task force twice now. "I have nothing assuring to tell the Empress of regarding your group, my Lord," the towering Sith firmly stated. Darth Talorn could discern the precarious situation her Order was in. She ceded operational control of the ship to the Imperial delegation, as well as agreeing to allow them to bring in some of their own crew and officers.
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