Recent content by Niish Chichel

"Main Cannon, fire below the glowing blue orb!" Niish barked, from the thin veil of the fog. He had forgone acquiring a target lock, but his experiences in the past with Mandalorians knew better than to give them a chance. The shot would ring out, blowing through thin smoke at a target area just...

Nothing coming from the air was any more frightening to the Corellians than the Sith that already stood watch over the Mandalorians targeted barracks. Sitting within the Humbler-class Tank, about ten meters North of Victress, and West of the Mandalorians and their War-Droids. From the driver's...

Niish immediately went to work, after his taunt, casting out his off hand from his body, and throwing a telekinetic lasso around the legs, behind the knees and yanking them forward, just before the lightning was cast be the saurian alien's master. He hissed with glee, as they were on the up and...

The jab would be parried, with ease, but the nature of the strike, being a quick thrust forward, with little weight put behind it would prove difficult for the blade to be manipulated further, thus holding the blade in place was not viable. As the Sith pretender tried to pass him by, his second...

Niish's blades ignited shortly after Victress'. With the other Acolyte on the opposite side of Victress, he surged forward, at the Blood Princess's sister, holding the blades of his saberstaff across his body. "Markov, with me!" he hissed, telepathically, as he engaged the Sith pretender...

Niish followed fairly closely behind his adopted master, Darth Victress. The Dark Councilor had taken him under her wing - as massive a wing that wing would have to be. He sniffed the air, and let out a low hiss at the saturated stench of the Dark Side, as it emanated from those around him. The...

Niish carried on forward, entering another stairwell, lightsaber drawn and both blades ignited, as he leapt over the railing, dropping to the appropriate level, and gripping the rail with his free hand. Bounding over the railing, he used the Force to send himself flying through the door, into...

The Barabel watched as the Mirialan and the Tiss'shar subdued the target, and cared little for gagging the man. "Let him ssscream. Tell the others what comesss to them," he growled, looking at the next two names on the list. One was another Mon Calamari by the name of Barbak and a female human...

Niish watched Drace drop his pistol, as his first shot slammed into his wrist, and fly backwards on his way out of the kitchen. Niish dropped his pistol, and called upon the Force to form into a blunt, spherical blast cast outward in a half-radius around his front, toward Drace, of telekinetic...

Niish quickly got up to a kneeling position, and fired a pair of bolts, barring Drace from shooting at Draven, from around the corner of the prep table that he'd hidden behind, at Drace's pistol arm and chest, from the distance of about 4 meters, before he fired his first two shots, from his...

The Mandalorian would barely get into the air and fire his Quickdraw, one time firing two bolts at a slightly downward left angle, as he flew to Niish's left. Being already aimed at him, Niish quickly flicked his wrist, and fired ahead of Drace's flight path, which required little movement for...

Niish waited for the other two to join him at the door, before he opened it, and filed out with them into the hall, clutching the hilt of his saberstaff, intending on using it as a cudgel, and deftly moved through the halls, checking doors, corners and light sources as he went. He counted down...

The Mandalorian landed behind the Rebel, and fired two bolts at Niish, as he fell, to which he responded, with a defensive dash to the left, dropping the platter, and grabbing his lightsaber, out of the way of the bolts, as their trajectories were so close to one another, they would slam into a...

Niish looked back, to see that both Sith operatives were in fact on the same roof as him. In the dark, he could see the bottle of tartar in Draven's pocket, and his heart was not filled with joy, but with slightly less rage. Barabel did not often feel 'joy'. "Good. We move," Niish said walking...

Given that the Rebel had come in from the side entrance where no other patrons were, he was swiftky spotted in Niish's periphery, and given that he had already drawn his pistol, all he had to do, was turn and fire, a hail of three bolts; two at his chest, and one at his head, before he could...