The world of Ansion was an ideal target. The system was not exactly isolated but it was distant enough from the rest of Jedi protected space that it would be hard pressed to receive reinforcements quickly. The planet was resourceful in that it had many farms that produced food and clothing but perhaps most surprisingly R'rüker'at knives. By the end of this Maan Vizsla, also known as Demagol, would have more blades to add to his collection. His synthetic tongue licked in anticipation the artificial teeth that made up his powerful jaws.
The backwater world was often overlooked by many people in the galaxy to the point that most people would not be able to point it out on a map unless they were a common voidfarer. The unnofficial capital of the planet was Cuipernam which sported the only major space port on the planet. The city's position on top of the Sorr-ul-Paan Plateau made it ideal for defending in a large scale ground attack from any direction. However this would not have much of an affect as the invaders came directly from the space port and would quickly be well within the borders of the city walls.
Dozens of ships filled with battle droids and Sith soldiers marked as 'farming equipment' unloaded their true cargo to the horror of the city's denizens. They marched through the streets with weapons at the ready, firing at any and all targets but may have surprised others by using non-lethal weaponry. Stun bolts dropped civilians left and right. This was a Jedi protected world after all and the droids' owners knew better than to allow weapons to be used against them. Furthermore, it would look better with minimal civilian deaths or collateral damage. The work force of the planet would still be used for the Sith Order's agenda.
One of the commanders leading this invasion however had no such qualms butchering the innocent. A civilian shuttle tried to take off and escape the planet. But the cyborg's shoulder mounted CZ-114 rocket launcher swiveled and found its target. The warhead detonated directly on the ship's hull before it shields could be raised. A second later and the shuttle veered towards ground before crashing in a plume of fire, smoke and dust. Sporting a new range of cybernetics thanks to his Huttball winnings, the mechanized Trandoshan was eager to wet his appetite and announce his presence. Demagol, the sculptor of flesh, the butcher had arrived.
@Javier esschoolbus