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  1. The Storyteller

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    The commander sat there, absorbing the words of the three mercenaries and analyzing them with the same tactical precision he put into his strategies. They were confident in their words, he would have to grant them that, but at the end of the day they were just arguing that they were underhanded and unscrupulous, making them perfect for fighting an underhanded and unscrupulous enemy. He didn't consider that a good enough reason to leave a band of thugs in charge of his garrison, especially after they essentially admitted with pride that they were scoundrels.

    "Truly stirring statements." He replied with a dry snappishness. "But so far all I've heard are arguments for why I shouldn't leave a band of borderline criminal rabble in charge of this facility. Now, in the spirit of military professionalism I will let you continue, but if I don't like what I hear I will personally escort you out at blaster point. Understood?"


    He leaned back in his chair, arms folded and expression clearly very expectant.


    "Now, tell me, why am I wrong about you?"
     
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    Daesha was rather surprised by Herrith and Skan's eloquence, as they both raised excellent points about why they should take command of this garrison and how little damage they were doing to the commander and his reputation. She turned back to him with a glint of hope in her eyes, believing that they had done rather well in articulating why they should be in charge of the fort. Then she saw the scowl on the commander's face and that glint faded entirely. He snapped at them over clasped hands, accusing them of being criminals trying to make quick credits off his garrison. Well, perhaps that part was kind of true, but the fact remained that they were here to help the fort and everyone stationed at it, not fly in and take everything not nailed down. It ticked that part of her that simply refused to be disrespected or looked down upon, the part that cared about her people and their integrity, the part that urged her to make the Free Trade Guild in the first place. So she delivered her next monologue in a slightly more hostile tone.

    "You're wrong on two accounts, commander. First, we've been fighting pirates, mercenaries, and hostile wildlife for years now, security and combat is part of our job. I'll admit, we've never fought giant spiders before, but we have more experience fighting ruthless assholes and monsters than anyone-no, everyone-on this planet put together. And secondly, we aren't just 'rabble', we have a code and part of that code is 'solidarity'. We look out for each other as comrades in the field, and if we're given control of this fortress we will treat every soldier out there as one of our own. We aren't here to plunder this place, we're here to save it."

    She wished she had a mic to drop here, that was all she felt she could add to her statement on the matter. Hopefully the others would be able to chime in again.

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    The commanders words struck a nerve with Skan and he found himself surprised at the fact he actually managed to stay silent while Daesha spoke. As soon as she was done, he immediately spoke up once more.

    "Criminal rabble? Really?" There was more than just a hint of irritation in his voice. He could feel himself letting his annoyance take over, his words flowing out before he could filter them. "I literally spend my days, nights, everything helping people. They bleed all over my floor. They bleed all over my couch. One of them broke the lock on my door. I live on Nar kriffing Shadda. Do you know how dangerous it is to live there without a lock on your door?" Realizing he had lost track of what he was trying to say, he took a breath and backtracked slightly. "My point is, I do literally nothing but help people with no expectation of them giving me anything in return. Ask her." He gestured to Herrith. "I don't really think that you get to sit there judging us and labeling us when this 'criminal rabble' has been sent here to help you. What is it with some people? You're being HANDED a way out of all your problems, and your first instinct is to insult and degrade us." Shaking his head, he gently massaged one of his temples with his fingers, closing his eyes briefly and sighing. "I find it actually adorable that you think that you can get rid of us without consequences by the way. You DO know we were sent here by your superiors right? If you don't accept us, good luck dealing with the large, heavily armed force they send next to forcibly remove you from your high horse." He could feel his annoyance fading, but crossed his arms over his chest and looked away with a frown. "Somebodies probably dying back home and I can't save their life because some pompous member of my species has decided he wants to measure vibro blades with us instead of fixing the problem that's probably going to knock down the door any moment now."

    Well, safe to say, he really managed to piss Skan off.
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    Herrith listened to the two as they explained in their own respective ways why the commander should give them command, or at least help with strategy. It was mainly more of the same, and retaliation to his very narrow minded and rude descriptions of them. She thought it best to avoid joining in that bait, and was about to keep silent when she thought of a alternative path she could take. They'd been poking at letting them in on the commander's consent. What about if they could get the soldiers to like them, too? Maybe he would be open to discussion and a bit of their help after that. She wasn't looking to screw anybody, no, rather be on the front lines with them. Make a difference killing these sick bastards that made a living as spiders. A meager, despicable life at that.

    Probably to Daesha's dismay, she decided to speak again.
    "I've got another idea, sir. And this depends on if my partners and you give consent. Let us fight with your soldiers, the doctor could help with wounded, whether on the front lines or in a medical zone. Let us, or at the very worst, me, prove to you that we're willing to help, that we want to help. That we aren't just the money thieves you think we are. I'll fight with your troops. Maybe if they feel as though we can help, you could reconsider? Any thief looking for easy credits wouldn't put their life out there for someone. I'll go and fight. Just let me prove this to you. Sir."
     
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    The commander had expected the mercenaries to flee, to break down, to reveal their true nature as parasites and leave his fortress so he could try and save his men on his own. He had expected that, but to his surprise each of them in their own way defied those expectations. The leader of the group, the Twi'lek, went from conciliatory to confident in seconds, asserting the values and principles both of herself and of her organization. The Chiss boy, who had seemed so unsure when he first entered the room, now replied with a righteous indignation he hadn't seen in years. Even the Zeltron offered her life to help defend his men in the battle to come, despite already professing to just be a hired gun. It was so strange to him that these mercenaries undercut everything he had thought about them, and yet he saw in them perhaps more courage and grit than he saw in some of his men. If nothing else it took stones to berate the leader of a heavily fortified Chiss garrison to his face. So as he rose from his seat, he had the faint traces of a smile on his face as he circled his desk.

    "Very well then, let's say for the sake of argument that I believed everything you just said and thought you really were here to help my men, how exactly would you go about doing that?" He moved over to the holographic table in the center of the room and pulled up a display of the fortress and the surrounding area, highlighting in red the areas where the Inferius had been coming from.

    "These...'Inferius' usually preempt their attacks by digging up from the mountains surrounding the fortress, we so far haven't found a pattern to their attacks since they come from a new direction every time. They attack at night, or during storms when visibility is low, and somehow they've been able to avoid our artillery fire until they're too close to shell, and of course all the biggest Inferius are at the back of the attack, they seem to let the smaller and weaker ones in first to make us use up our ammunition. The only reason we haven't been overrun yet is because we have ammo to spare."
     
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    For as confident as she was trying to be, Daesha still had to resist the urge to cringe as Skan went off on a tirade against the commander and Herrith offered to lay down her life, something Daesha hoped would never come to pass. She was afraid that their aggressiveness had just cost them their chance to get the commander to step down peacefully, and perhaps she was still right, but that didn't make the surprise any less pleasant when the commander seemed to coyly suggest that he was willing to work with them and hear their plan out. It seemed that this mission was finally starting to get on track, now if only they'd had enough information in their briefing to work out a good plan...

    "Huh...well..." Daesha looked over the map in front of them, and as far as she could tell the Chiss had good reason to bring in outsiders since these creatures seemed to be far more tactical than just a mindless horde. Perhaps that was what made them such dangerous enemies, and perhaps they could use that against them.

    "What if we could tell exactly where and when they were going to arrive? We could take a look at atmospheric maps, plan for nightfall or the next storm, and intentionally leave one of the walls weak and barely guarded. These things seem to think strategically, or at least they look like they do, if we give them a target they might go for it."

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    Skan fell silent as Herrith began to speak, eyeing the Zeltron as his blood cooled down. Maybe he shouldn't have gone off like that? It couldn't be the right thing to do in the situation, especially since Daesha seemed to want to get the co-operation of the Commander instead of just ticking him off. However, his brethren seemed to take it all quite well to his surprise. He continued to remain silent as the topic of conversation changed to that of battle plans. It wasn't really his area of expertise. In fact, he had pretty much no experience in an actual fight. So anything he could possibly have to say wouldn't be worth much, especially when he was currently surrounded by people who pretty much lived and breathed combat.
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    It surprised Herrith that their arguments seemed to work. She wasn't the best public speaker, and didn't do a good job of sprinkling things up to look nice. She knew that. It seemed the commander had taken their bait. They just had to make sure he stayed hooked long enough so that they could get in good. But Daesha's challenge made no sense. Predicting the unpredictable? She supposed that kind of tied in to her own little decisions, but this was a whole new game. Guess wrong, and they were all dead or brainwashed. If the Inferius decided to change up their strategies and tactics like they'd been doing...well her plan was basically FUBAR.

    So essentially they were letting the bugs in instead of keeping it out. A crazy plan.

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    On the one hand, the commander had to resist the urge to take a swing at his new strategic advisor for suggesting that they should essentially abandon part of the fort to these animals. But, at the same time, he recognized that these creatures weren't just animals, and that his attempts to fight them like animals so far had been a miserable failure. Perhaps she had a point in letting the strategy being proposed, after it was sometimes better to let the enemy kick down your door and give you a clear shot than to try and force them out only to get knocked on your ass.

    "Alright." He replied, his voice dripping with concern and reluctance. "So what happens from there? Surely there has to be more to your plan than giving these damn things one of our flanks on an platter?"
     
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    Okay, so saying that plan out loud Daesha realized how utterly insane it must sound to someone with a military background. Deliberately leave one of your flanks exposed in the hope that your enemy will throw everything they have at that objectively weak defensive line. She didn't exactly blame the commander for being nervous at her suggestion, but he still seemed willing to hear out her plan and she still had a few ideas for how to win this fight yet.

    "Well, once we give them a target we need to move the artillery back so they can fire on the Inferius as they close in on the wall and try to overtake it. We can set up a line of barricades and defenses inside that section of the fort to hold any stragglers back that get past the shelling and over the wall. In fact, we could load my personal freighter with shells and use it as a sort of makeshift bomber to hit the targets beyond the range of the cannons. Between being exposed to artillery fire, my ship and the men waiting on the inside, the bugs will be caught in a death trap. Sure, we're sacrificing one of the fort's walls, but if this works the Inferius will walk right into a death trap so I figure its better to lose one wall than the entire fort, right?"

    She addressed that last question a bit more openly, looking back over to her two suddenly silent associates, hoping for a little back up, planning, or encouragement from her team.

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    The commander clearly wasn't the most enthusiastic being in the Galaxy when it came to the plan. Honestly, Skan wasn't either but then again, he really wasn't suited to battle strategy of any kind in the first place. It definitely sounded like a pretty sound idea though. Sacrifice one small part of the fort so that the rest of it could emerge unscathed. It was similar to medical practices. Obviously, the goal was to keep a person completely intact, but sometimes you had to sacrifice a piece of a person to make sure that they could actually continue breathing. He nodded, noticing that Daesha was looking at himself and Herrith.

    "Obviously, I'm not a combatant or a strategist, but it's a pretty good plan in my opinion." He shrugged. "If one part of the body is infected, you remove that part so the infection doesn't spread. It's just logical."
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    Herrith nodded. Daesha's logic made a bit more sense. Bait them in, surround them, squash them. A sound strategy. Of course, "sound" was pretty fluid. The commander thought it was crazy. She would too, if she wasn't...you know...anyways. The Zeltron nodded and put a smile on her face.

    "Is that a fresh enough idea for you, sir? Divide and conquer. If we can force them into a choke point, it'll be that much easier for your soldiers to take them out."
     
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    The commander had to concede that the woman and her associates were making strong points, if their options were to lose the fort fighting orthodox like they had been so far, or risk part of the fort to lure their foe into a trap, then it was better to lose one wall then all of them. And he knew exactly which wall to aim for, the south eastern bastion afforded the Inferius the least cover on the approach, and the yard was flanked by two internal walls that made it a natural choke point to wall off and box the insects in. With a few clicks on his hologram controller, he altered the map of the fortress to show how the group's plan would pan out, placing the guns so that they could shell the southeastern area of the fort and the sector beyond it. This strategy could work, it would go down in Chiss history books as the most unorthodox siege in their species' history, but it could work.

    "Alright then, they'll call for my head in the capital for trying this, but if it gives my men a fighting chance I'll take the risk."
    From there, the strange quartet would establish the fort's defenses and prepare to push back the next wave of Inferius by inviting them in the front door and right into the path of their artillery fire. Not only could this work, it was going to work.

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